rockabillyboy | (no subject)

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

He shifts his hand again, sliding so that his palm is pressed against Poison's skin again, his fingers tucked between his thighs.

"Especially because you drown in half of it," he says.

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afabulouskilljoy

He laughs and shakes his head. "Jerk," he says fondly. He squeezes Jack's hand between his thighs.

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rockabillyboy

God, why does that have such an affect on him? He bites his lip for a moment.

"I do. I love the way you look in my t-shirt and panties." He huffs a laugh. "Totally something I expected to be saying to a girlfriend."

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison giggles. "Best of both?" he tries. Sure, he's missing a lot of things a girlfriend might have, but. He does wear panties and Jack's t-shirts, and he likes to think he can be pretty fucking cute when he puts effort into it.

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rockabillyboy

"Absolutely the best of both," says Jack, grinning, pressing his fingers lightly into Poison's thigh, just a tiny bit of pressure. "The cutest."

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison's breath catches, just a tiny bit. "You say the sweetest things," he coos. He gives Jack a cool kiss on his cheek after finishing his milkshake.

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rockabillyboy

"Nothing I don't mean, babe," he says, automatically offering Poison the last inch of his milkshake when he sees he's finished his.

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afabulouskilljoy

"I think you just wanna see me suck on something of yours." He lifts his eyebrows at Jack, even as he wraps his lips around the straw to finish off the milkshake. He manages to keep eye contact with Jack for a few seconds.

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rockabillyboy

"You're filthy," says Jack, taking his hand back and lifting his hips so he can pull his wallet out of his jeans. "Are we going straight home, or...?"

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afabulouskilljoy

"Do you want to?" he asks as he sets up. He tosses his head to get his hair out of his face.

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rockabillyboy

"That's not fair," says Jack, taking out enough money to pay their bill. "You know that I always want to be in bed with you."

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afabulouskilljoy

"There's other places to have fun besides bed, Jack," he says, admonishing but there's a tease in his voice and in his eyes.

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rockabillyboy

Jack raises his eyebrows, trying for his best impression of complete innocence.

"Oh?" he says. "What would you suggest?"

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afabulouskilljoy

"I mean... there's bathrooms. Alleyways. Cars that've been left unlocked." A grin curves his lips as he lists his suggestions.

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rockabillyboy

"I am pretty sure you gave me that exact same list the first night we went out," says Jack, grinning a little as he nudges Poison out of the booth. "How about a movie? You want to see a movie?"

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison rolls his eyes as he slides out of the booth. Maybe, just maybe, he flips his skirt up a little while his back is to Jack, flashing the red panties he's wearing.

Then he grins. "Yeah, I could see a movie." He reaches for Jack's hand.

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rockabillyboy

Jack makes a small, helpless sound when Poison flashes red lace.

"Are you kidding me?" He slips his hand into Poison's.

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afabulouskilljoy

"What?" Poison's eyes gets wide and he gives Jack the most innocent look he can muster.

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rockabillyboy

"You know what you did," says Jack, rolling his eyes and starting to tug Poison towards the door.

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison rolls his eyes. "Not sure I do. We're just going to see a movie," he insists. He squeezes Jack's hand as they hit the sidewalk.

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rockabillyboy

"I don't know what's on," says Jack, walking in the direction that he knows will lead them to the cinema. "But I'm not going to be able to pay that much attention to the movie, anyway."