[ The door hits his shoulders first, and he nudges it roughly, feeling it give and swing open without much protest, hitting the wall. Sharp as the noise is, Isaac can't care as his motions get a bit more desperate, a bit more ah fuck it as he begins to ruck up Jack's sweater over his stomach, aiming to take it off.
He's reluctant to break the kiss (again), but he has to in order to get the damn thing over his head and onto the floor. ]
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He's reluctant to break the kiss (again), but he has to in order to get the damn thing over his head and onto the floor. ]