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☞ oh and the morning on your skin and the loved up light.
who jack + isaac
what kawaii things like love
rating pg-13......... more maybe..... r? probably. idk.
warnings squooshy feels.
[ The morning is a dull thud of heat against his eyelids. These days he sleeps dreamlessly, and when he does dream it is in soft colors and better things. Sleeping next to someone is an odd affair, an idea he ponders now and then as he he lays there in the slow haze of the morning light. He twists a bit, can feel the heat that is now familiar against his skin as his legs brushes another. The sheets shift downwards, slink a bit over his shoulders so that the warm light spreads over his skin. Normally, he wouldn't stir too easily, but the weight of Jack's head on his chest is lacking and he frowns. He always does, always feel the pull of the muscles in his face at the unfamiliarity of it all.
Unfamiliar is bad and... and this has become too familiar.
Isaac rolls over slightly, reaches a hand out expecting emptiness, a slightly still-warm side of the bed with a dent in the mattress, but instead he just encounters something odd and hard. It rustles, and there's some slight protest as he pats it just slightly.
That's not Jack... so he calls for him as he always does. It can't hurt. It never hurts. Eyes still closed, he groans. ]
Jack--
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That's... that's good. That's... great.
He kisses Isaac again, a bit more fiercely this time, fueled by his relief and... all right, his giddiness.
He loves Isaac, and Isaac loves him. It sound stupid when he puts it into words in his head but it makes him ridiculously happy.
And it's all going into this kiss right now.]
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It doesn't even begin to cover how he feels, his heart hammering against his chest. ]
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...except it's still holding the book, which proceeds to smack the both of them in the face.
Not hard, but... it's enough.]
...dammit, sorry.
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With a slight chuckle, he lifts a hand and moves to take the book from him slowly, moving back in again. ]
... s'fine. Didn't hurt.
[ Just a tiny bit of shock, a little sting, nothing bad. ]
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Okay.
[He brings his face to Isaac's again, kissing him more gently this time, but still fervently.]
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Kissing, for example. Yes.]
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And maybe he'll say it again right into his skin, into the thrumming beat of his pulse at his throat. ]
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He whispers it back into Isaac's ear, his lips brushing the earlobe and he can't really stop smiling even if he wanted to.]
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Jack kisses Isaac on his earlobe, then next to it, then wherever he can reach, hand knotting in his hair and never wanting to stop.]
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You like that?
[He bites gently at Isaac's ear before going back down to his neck, slowly raking his teeth together to end in a bite that's still pretty gentle but harder than the last.]
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Yeah--
[ The bite is a brief whiteness behind his eyes, a sharp taste on his tongue. It's enough for a soft growl to come from the back of his throat, fingers tightening. ]
Oh fuck--
[ It's enough to make him shift in bed, pulling Jack up to meet him, lips to lips. It's hard, it's quick, it's hungry and ends with a sharp nip to punctuate. ]
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...guess so.
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Looks good on you.
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What?
[His heart is pounding and his head is spinning just a little. Forgive him if he's a little slow on the uptake.]
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