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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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[afabulouskilljoy]

"Seriously?" Poison smiles, he can't help it, because it just seems... It's so early in their friendship, but also such a weird moment.

[rockabillyboy]

"Seriously," says Jack, blushing darkly. "I know it sounds ridiculous and, believe me, I tried not to feel it, but, baby..." he shrugs. "You were all I wanted."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I'm sure there's a hundred better options in this city for your first... everything," he murmurs. "But I'm glad you stuck with me."

[rockabillyboy]

"Don't believe there's anyone better," says Jack, shaking his head. "And, even if there is, I'm not interested. Just you, babe."

[afabulouskilljoy]

He kisses Jack again, smiling small. "I'm here," he repeats, making it sound like a promise.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack nods, shy, looking his age. Overwhelmed by feeling, he hides his face with his hands for a moment.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles and pulls at Jack's hands to try to kiss him. "Hey, don't hide from me," he insists. "That gorgeous face."

[rockabillyboy]

Jack lets Poison move his hands, leads into a kiss. He's blushing though, his dark hair ragged across one eye.

"You're pretty beautiful yourself," he says.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison pushes his hair back. "Uh huh. Well, hopefully you don't get too used to this face or I'm gonna have to start dying my hair wild colors to get you to notice me," he quips.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack frowns, his eyebrow drawn together. He traces Poison's bottom lip with the pad of his thumb.

"You think I could ever get used to waking up next to you?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles. "I dunno. Could you?"

[rockabillyboy]

"No way in hell, baby," says Jack, shaking his head, and then he leans in, pressing a hot, hungry kiss against Poison's mouth. His hand skims down Poison's side, tracing the dip of his waist.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison makes a little noise when suddenly Jack kisses him like that. He arches closer, smiling against Jack's mouth when a hand smooths down his waist. "You love my waist," he coos.

[rockabillyboy]

"I love your waist," echoes Jack, skimming his hand back again. "And I love your ass." He slips his hand around to squeeze it, pulling their hips snug together.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Mmhm. What else?" He slides his leg over Jack's hip, trying to get them closer still.

[rockabillyboy]

"Your mouth," says Jack, grazing a kiss against Poison's lips. "I love your mouth."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison licks into Jack's mouth before they part again. "Can I be in you, baby?" he asks softly, stroking the backs of his fingers down Jack's cheek.

[rockabillyboy]

The kiss breaks. Jack feels young then, vulnerable and stripped raw in a way that he doesn't, often, with Poison. His cheeks heat as he looks up at Poison. He nods.

"Of course," he says. "Always."

[afabulouskilljoy]

And for a moment Jack looks young, and it scares Poison for a second. He pushes that feeling down and leans over Jack to get the lube. He gives Jack a kiss, sweet and light. "You okay?"

He needs to know, he needs to hear it.

[rockabillyboy]

"I'm okay." He doesn't hesitate, does't even need to think about it because he can't imagine not being okay if Poison's there. He shifts, smiling shyly. "I'm fine. I want it. Want you."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison strokes back Jack's hair and gives him another kiss. "Love you," he murmurs. He traces kisses lower, mapping Jack's torso with his mouth. His hands slide, pulling Jack closer to him as he moves lower, until he's holding Jack's hips.

He kisses his dick, then slides it into his mouth. He pulls the lube closer to slick his fingers as he bobs his head down. As he slides up again he carefully pushes two fingers in.

[rockabillyboy]

"I love you too," he says, and then his breath catches when Poison's moth slides down over his cock. Jack shakes his head, whimpering a little. "Babe, don't," he mumbles. "I can't. I'm going to...I'm going to come if you do that." He squirms down onto Poison's fingers in his ass.

He's never been more certain of anything in his life.

[afabulouskilljoy]

He lifts his head, sliding off Jack's cock with an obscene little sound. "I might be okay with that," he says sweetly as he slides his fingers in and out. "You don't have to be hard... unless you don't wanna come until I'm in you."

[rockabillyboy]

"I want to come when you're in me," says Jack, face still flushed, hair slipping across one eye until he shoves it back. "I want to come on your cock, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I was trying to be all romantic," he teases before he licks Jack's hip. He slides a third finger in, pressing until he finds just the right spot.