Kick-start my rockin', rollin' heart

[rockabillyboy]

For the last couple of weeks, he's been spending a lot of time with Poison, getting used to having him around, in his space. He's been nursing something, a warm and liquid knot behind his ribs. He's not examined it too closely. He definitely hasn't said anything to Poison about it. Sometimes, he finds himself flustered, but he pushes it down, ignores it and, eventually, it passes.

Sort of.

They'd arranged to go out and test drive the I.D that Kavinsky had made for him. Poison wanted to go dancing and Jack can get into clubs now, so...why not, right?

So he's standing on a corner, just down from the club, waiting for Poison to show. He hadn't, entirely, been sure what to wear for something like this, so he's there in black t-shirt and jeans, one of his more fitted leather jackets, boots. He's got product in his hair. Double row of eyelashes give the effect of eyeliner.

It's weird, maybe, but...he's actually kind of nervous.

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[afabulouskilljoy]

"I mean, sure it makes sense." Poison wonders if he should think about putting his coffee aside before something terrible were to happen to it, or Jack's sheets. "Guess that's new for you?" He lifts his eyebrows, curious. One could certainly feel those things without having fucked someone, right?

[rockabillyboy]

"Sort of," he says and what he's not going to admit is that he felt similar for Bex, even though he's not about to admit that to Poison. He realises that he's still holding his coffee and gently takes it out of his hands, setting it down before kissing down his chest.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison looks after the coffee as it's taken away, just for a second, before Jack kisses his chest. "Your plan was to get me just caffeinated enough to be awake for sex." He tries to pout but it's hard when a grin is trying to fight free.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack lifts his head, grinning boyishly.

"Sorry," he says. "You want to finish your coffee first?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I get this feeling like if I try to finish my coffee, you will find some way to distract me away from it. And then you'd get coffee all over the bed. And that would be a tragic waste of coffee."

[rockabillyboy]

Jack leans back, putting some definite space between them.

"Go ahead," he says, smirking. "Finish your coffee. I'll be good."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison lifts his eyebrows. He keeps his eyes on Jack as he reaches over to retrieve his coffee mug. "I'm not sure I believe you." He narrows his eyes a bit as he brings the mug to his lips, still watching Jack from over the rim.

[rockabillyboy]

"I am absolutely a man of my word," says Jack, doing a passable impression of his father for a moment. He reaches out for his phone and starts scrolling through social messaging, glancing up at Poison occasionally.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison still looks dubious as fuck, but he finishes his coffee while Jack does stuff on his phone.

When the mug is empty, he makes a show of tentatively setting it aside.

[rockabillyboy]

Glancing up over the top of his phone, Jack raises an eyebrow.

"Happy?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison mirrors the eyebrow thing. "I... think so?"

[rockabillyboy]

Jack shifts up the bed so that he's at least sitting beside Poison, pressed against him at shoulder and hip.

"Got anywhere to be?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I mean, I don't have a job, friends, or any major responsibilities, so... No?" Jack is warm and solid against his side. It's nice.

[rockabillyboy]

"Shut the fuck up. People like you," says Jack, smirking. He turns towards Poison, ducking his head to brush his lips against the side of his neck again, back where he started. "That's really convenient, though. I don't have to work today."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Oh yeah? No being Zen for you today? You got any plans?" He grins, knowing that he's just fucking with Jack now but it's kinda fun.

[rockabillyboy]

"I might work on my portfolio later," says Jack, his lips grazing that bruise on Poison's throat again, fingers brushing over his collarbone, up into his hair. Jack's tone is casual but his breath shivers out against Poison's skin.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Mm, that's a good thing to do." Poison's eyes drift shut as Jack's fingers wander, as his breath teases his skin. He gets goose bumps and grins a little.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack feels gratified that his ministrations seem to be having the desired affect on Poison. His mouth wanders lower, kissing down his chest, his fingers skimming up and down Poison's ribs, touch light.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Mm, you gotta plan for where this is going?" He turns his had a little, lips brushing Jack's hair before he's too far down.

[rockabillyboy]

"Not really," admits Jack, lifting his head before he dips again, swiping his tongue across Poison's nipple, blowing across damp skin to tease it hard. "Just taking advantage."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Is that what's going on here." His breath catches a little and, okay, his body is definitely waking up in more ways than one.

Then, without much warning, Poison pushes Jack back against the headboard and straddles his hips. Without the blanket. Then he grins and catches Jack's face in both hands, pulling him into a slick kiss.

[rockabillyboy]

"Just in case I don't get a chance to do it again."

He finds himself unbelievably into the fact that, while he's still dressed, Poison is completely naked, on display. It's a good kiss, a deep kiss and Jack moans, pressing forward into it in every way he can.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison keeps one hand on Jack's neck, thumb stroking his pulse, while the other slides down, down between them to fish inside whatever yoga pants Jack has on. He wraps his fingers around his cock, stroking slowly as he tries to devour Jack's mouth.

[rockabillyboy]

"No teasing," says Jack, breathless, between kisses, his hips squirming to press his cock into the circle of Poison's fingers. "Got it."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I'm a direct kind of guy, but I mean, if it's teasing you want, I guess I could do that." He gives Jack's cock a gentle squeeze and swirls his thumb across the head. He meets Jack's gaze, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Is that what you want?"