Jack Vincent (
rockabillyboy) wrote2016-05-11 09:48 pm
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Nothing is coming together.
Jack's been working pretty frantically on his portfolio for the last week. He's got lots of pieces mostly done, but nothing done enough to submit. The deadline is looming. He's pinned all of his hopes on getting into art school, starting in the Fall. Mentally, he doesn't really feel prepared to submit anything, though, and that leads to a manic level of work. He's been peripherally aware of Poison all day, hovering in his space, asking him if he wants to do something else for an hour or so.
He's being an asshole, he knows. He can't help it.
"Shit, boo," he says, worrying his lip with his teeth. "I just want to get this piece done, okay?"
Jack's been working pretty frantically on his portfolio for the last week. He's got lots of pieces mostly done, but nothing done enough to submit. The deadline is looming. He's pinned all of his hopes on getting into art school, starting in the Fall. Mentally, he doesn't really feel prepared to submit anything, though, and that leads to a manic level of work. He's been peripherally aware of Poison all day, hovering in his space, asking him if he wants to do something else for an hour or so.
He's being an asshole, he knows. He can't help it.
"Shit, boo," he says, worrying his lip with his teeth. "I just want to get this piece done, okay?"
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"You're really good, Jack," he murmurs.
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"I do my best," says Jack, turning his head, taking another kiss. He feels like Poison is oxygen, like he's not getting enough just be breathing. "You make it easy."
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"Some of this feels easy," says Jack. Some of it feels like a reflex, as natural as breathing or his heart knowing when to beat. He shrugs. "Can't sleep. I'm enjoying looking at you. I'm lying down. It's good."
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"Mmhmm," says Jack, gently skimming the tips of his fingers down the graceful bridge of Poison's nose.
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Most of the night, Jack sleeps curled on his side, facing away from Poison. He's still getting used to having someone sleeping in the bed with him. Still, when he wakes up hard, he rolls towards Poison, curling one arm around him, pressing up against him. He's not really awake, not yet.
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Poison sleeps in pyjamas, Jack sleeps naked, so there's only a single layer of soft fabric between them where they're pressed together. He leans his head, pressing a kiss against the side of Poison's neck.
"Morning, boo."
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Jack idly skims his fingers up and down Poison's torso, pressed up against his back, Poison's ass pulled back into the cradle of his thighs.
"You sleep okay?"
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He almost says like the dead, catches himself at the last moment. He nods, nosing through Poison's red hair to press a kiss against the nape of Poison's neck.
"I sleep better when you're here. Dunno why."
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The press of Poison's ass against his dick sends a rumble of arousal straight through him. Jack makes a soft sound in the back of his throat.
"I haven't been great sleeper since Jillie went into hospital," says Jack. "I miss having her around."
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"They couldn't get us to sleep separately when we were kids," says Jack. "Even right before she got sick, she'd end up in my bed a lot. She had bad dreams. Maybe that's why I sleep better when you're here. Used to having someone tossing and turning next to me."
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"Yeah, you do," says Jack, pressing another kiss against his skin. "It's okay though."
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Jack's hand slides down to cup Poison's dick through his pyjamas.
"Can't imagine anything that'd make me kick you out of bed, babe."
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"Mhmmm," says Jack, squeezing gently, bending his head to kiss Poison's neck.
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