[ Oh, that's. That's what he can feel against his thigh, he realises, a little late but to be fair, he's distracted, and increasingly drugged by the pollen, and partly trying to ignore it. But he really can't ignore it with Jason pressing even closer, pushing him further against the wall, the concrete hard and unforgiving against his back. He has to swallow a groan when Jason's thigh moves between his legs, that's not fair, it's so close - he has to use all his restraint to stop himself from rocking his hips and grinding against Jason's thigh and oh, he's in trouble. It shouldn't be that difficult to resist that kind of urge - heck, he shouldn't be having that kind of urge in the first place, not outside of the privacy of his own room and the worst of the late night fantasies he so seldom allows himself.
The silky quality to Jason's voice doesn't help at all. Even with the Red Robin uniform still intact, the leather covering his neck is a little thinner than the rest of the uniform's coverage, which is necessary for flexibility - but it means he can feel the heat of Jason's skin against him, the pressure, and it makes him want - all the things he can't have. He shudders, a thrill running through him, but - it's dangerous here, and this is dangerous, in the first place. ]
Jay... Jason, it's - Red Robin. It's not safe here.
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The silky quality to Jason's voice doesn't help at all. Even with the Red Robin uniform still intact, the leather covering his neck is a little thinner than the rest of the uniform's coverage, which is necessary for flexibility - but it means he can feel the heat of Jason's skin against him, the pressure, and it makes him want - all the things he can't have. He shudders, a thrill running through him, but - it's dangerous here, and this is dangerous, in the first place. ]
Jay... Jason, it's - Red Robin. It's not safe here.