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[rockabillyboy]

Once they're in the apartment, Jack drops his bag. He finds himself skittish, suddenly, which is ridiculous, but they've admitted to a lot, this morning, and it's taking a whole to settle. He turns to face Poison, starting to tug his shirt over his head.

"I need to shower."

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[rockabillyboy]

Jack's cheeks colour a little, but he's still grinning as he sets the pan of drained pasta down. "Would it do for you?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I dunno, Girl calls me her dad so it might throw me off," he laughs. "But..." He bobs his head this way and that. "Could also be pretty damn hot, too. Might have to give it a try," he quips.

[rockabillyboy]

"I have literally never heard her actually call you that," points out Jack, eyebrow raised. "And you know I'd be up for trying pretty much anything when it's you."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"She did when she was little," he says with a fond smile. "And she calls me Dad now." He shrugs, then leans up to kiss Jack's cheek. "If you get all hot and bothered and end up callin' me daddy, I think I can handle it." He grins and bites Jack's earlobe. "Especially if you're trying to be a good boy."

[rockabillyboy]

"God," says Jack, swatting at him with one hand, rolling his eyes. "Don't do that when I'm trying to fix dinner. Didn't you get off enough today?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"You started it!" he insists, grinning brightly. "Also I totally made a big part of dinner, so you can kiss my ass. That's an invitation, by the way." He cackles and dances a few steps away from Jack to avoid being smacked or something.