CommCen: There's a First Time for Everything
who jack + isaac
what commcen besties become something more than besties
rating AS for Awkward Sexytimes
warnings adorableness
[When Jack was recruited, they told him he'd be a field agent who also happened to have tests performed on him frequently. The reality of it turned out to be more that he was a lab rat who they kept promising they'd send out on missions "when he's ready."
At first Jack was upset, but he's come to terms with it when one of the agents who works out of the VA office hands him a folder. They're sending him out.
He has no idea how to prepare for a mission, so he doesn't. He does what the agency tells him to (a nagging thought tells him that's what he does best, but he ignores it), and into the field he goes.
The mission turns out to be a whirlwind of destruction and mayhem. Jack is not subtle, and the agency knew that before they chose him for the mission. When he finally returns, the scientists pull him in for a long series of tests before they finally release him back home for some much-needed rest.
Jack, a man who can feel well rested on a twenty-minute nap and can go for days without a proper night's sleep, is tired. When he walks up to the door of his house (a small affair not too far from the agency), it is mid-afternoon on a beautiful day in late May. The sun feels so good on his face that he drives with the top down the whole way and sits in his car for a moment before getting out of it when he gets home. When he finally does, he notices a familiar motorcycle in the drive.
The door is unlocked.
He pushes it open.]
Isaac?
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He laughs.]
You're asking me now?
[It seems a strange time for it.]
I'm better now.
[And, grinning, he dips his head down to kiss Isaac briefly.]
A lot better.
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Better than not at all.
[ He lets his hands smooth their way back up his sides and down again as he kisses him, a slow and lingering kiss that lulls his eyes shut, isolates each breath and focuses on every touch from fingering down every rib to the line of his jeans. ]
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Isaac's hands are warm on his skin, and he almost wants to feel them traveling down his chest forever, right up until the moment when they reach his jeans and he realizes he wants more than that. He's just not entirely sure what.
One of his hands comes to rest on Isaac's chest, just over his heart, feeling the faint rhythm of it beneath his ribcage.]
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With a small motion, he presses their foreheads together slightly.
This is alright? It isn't said, but it is meant, the way his fingers splay up his stomach slightly. ]
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It's alright.]
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Warmer than he'd anticipated... but what did he actually anticipate?
He kisses him with a bit more vigor this time, squeezing him with a light touch. ]
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Isaac, I...
[He takes a breath.]
...just so you know, I've never done this before.
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It's alright. Just... relax.
[ He slides fingers against the shape of him in his underwear. He pauses a moment after the motion, teeth grazing his lips slightly before he speaks. ]
We can stop you know, [ he says, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his pulse slowly. Though it's a bit embarrassing trying to stifle how excited he is. ]
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No, I don't want to stop, I just... thought you should know.
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He starts to return the favor, running his hand across Isaac's skin, and he finds it exhilarating, learning Isaac's skin as Isaac learns his.]