☞ oh and the morning on your skin and the loved up light.

[stomped]

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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[unkindly]

[Jack's own fingers curl on Isaac's back as he bites again, a little bit harder, encouraged by the response he's getting.]

[stomped]

[ The bite is enough to make him tug a bit, breath catching in his throat as he feels teeth press harder against his skin. ]

[unkindly]

[The tug pulls his head back slightly, and he laughs a little, putting his lips to Isaac's ear again.]

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.]

[stomped]

[ The lips against his ear--well fuck, that's good. Enough to make his insides sink in a warm heat, resting in the pit of his belly. He responds, a bit too quickly. ]

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. ]

[unkindly]

[The reaction catches him by surprise, but even as he stares a bit wide-eyed at Isaac he follows the kiss, inhaling a bit sharply at the nip and grinning.]

...guess so.

[stomped]

[ He's fond of that smile. It's different. He swears that it might even taste a bit different on his mouth as he kisses him back with fervor, hands cupping his jaw for the few moments that he kisses him for. When he pulls back, it's with damp lips and eager breath. ]

Looks good on you.

[unkindly]

[The second kiss catches him by as much surprise as the first and he's left a little breathless because of it.]

What?

[His heart is pounding and his head is spinning just a little. Forgive him if he's a little slow on the uptake.]

[stomped]

[ His thumb moves to lightly run over the curve of Jack's lip. ]

That. Smiling.

[ Isaac moves in, lips kissing once, twice against his temples. ]

[unkindly]

[That just makes Jack smile more, leaning into the kisses, his hands trailing to Isaac's shoulders.]

Thanks.

[stomped]

[ His own hands rest against his skin, thumbs stroking softly. Jack's touch is soothing, brings him to sigh just a bit as he leans into his mouth, kisses with renewed vigor. ]

[unkindly]

[Jack returns the kiss, like Isaac is the only thing in the world, like it's the only thing he ever wants or needs, because right now it is. It's only Isaac and Jack, and that's all that matters.]

[stomped]

[ He pulls Jack in close, arms around him and hands splayed over warm skin. To be this close, this physically close, is something he isn't too used to anymore, or wasn't too used to anyways. But it's like he can't get enough of it as his lips leave Jack's to trail along his jaw, leaving hungry kisses in the wake of his mouth. ]

[unkindly]

[He sighs quietly, happily, leaning into Isaac's kisses and tracing his collarbones. One hand circles around to Isaac's back and explores the familiar territory of where Isaac's skin meets the RIG, tracing old scars and metal.]

[stomped]

[ He presses up against his hand, the sensation familiar and comfortable as he applies teeth to his skin, biting lightly along his throat. It's a slow interchange between soft, damp kisses and the pressure of his teeth on Jack's skin, leaving faint red marks. ]

[unkindly]

[...oh so that's why he liked it so much. Jack groans ever so quietly at that, his head tipping back and his eyes sliding shut. His hand continues its journey down Isaac's back, memorizing the map of his RIG.]

[stomped]

[ Isaac's hands are sliding down just against the small of Jack's lower back to rest as he presses kisses along his collarbone down his chest, eyes flicking up once to just check on him briefly. ]

[unkindly]

[When Isaac starts moving downward, Jack opens his eyes and looks down at him, relaxed, unconcerned, but definitely curious. A hand catches in his hair, scratching his head gently.]

[stomped]

[ Isaac makes an approving sound at that before simply going back to tease a slow line down Jack's torso until he thumbs slightly at the rise in his hips. ]

[unkindly]

[If Jack's heart wasn't racing before, it is now as he watches Isaac move slowly, feels him create a trail down his stomach. His head falls back when Isaac reaches his hips, inhaling, exhaling, slow and deep.]

[stomped]

[ Isaac chuckles softly against Jack's skin, lets his fingers hook in his underwear and pulls them down, beginning to work his way further until his lips brush Jack's cock lightly. ]

[unkindly]

[Jack inhales sharply, warmth spreading down through his body and knotting in the pit of his stomach, his cock beginning to respond to Isaac's touch.]

Isaac...

[It's a soft, deep murmur.]

[stomped]

[ He moves his fingers up to take Jack in hand, sliding the tip into his mouth, gradually taking in what he can. ]

[unkindly]

[Jack had not been expecting this when he woke up this morning, but then again, these kinds of things are rarely planned out between them.

Not that he minds.

God not that he minds at all.

Jack's hand grips in Isaac's hair, his eyes sliding shut at the slow, tantalizing feeling of Isaac gradually taking him in.]

[stomped]

[ The weight in his mouth, the slight beat of his heart through the thin skin--it's always odd, but never particularly bad. He supports the base of him, stroking softly as he sucks. Getting a reaction out of Jack, even an unsteady breath, thrills him, eggs him on. ]

[unkindly]

[He groans from deep in his throat and Jack can't help but arch a little into Isaac, his legs shifting alongside him, running against Isaac's sides.]