[ jack feels like the dumb little over-sexual teenager he never really got to be, all raging hormones and cute infatuations. vague anxiety and anticipation and excitement teaming together to prickle along his skin, chewing at his lower lip as he takes in murphy's answer with a gradually widening grin. ]
Good. [ he murmurs, pausing here to drag another kiss from him, loving to soft, full feeling of murphy's lips against his, the brush of scruff against his skin, underneath his thumb as his other hand reaches to cup his face. jack's lips part, sweeping the tip of his tongue against murphy's lower lip, but it quickly occurs that they ought to find somewhere comfortable to do this, away from the door that wade wilson might punt open at any second.
that thought in mind, he reaches behind murphy to turn the lock (it won't keep wade out if wade wants to come up, but it can be the proverbial sock on the door), before pulling back, a hand reaching to tangle with murphy's to tug him away from the door with that same grin in place. ]
Come on. Bed's more comfortable.
[ tugging murphy along by the hand, jack leads him back to his bedroom, sitting down on the edge of it to toe his shoes off and pull murphy in against him, chin tilted up in want to reach his lips again. come here, jerk, kiss him. ]
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Date: 2018-10-21 04:43 pm (UTC)Good. [ he murmurs, pausing here to drag another kiss from him, loving to soft, full feeling of murphy's lips against his, the brush of scruff against his skin, underneath his thumb as his other hand reaches to cup his face. jack's lips part, sweeping the tip of his tongue against murphy's lower lip, but it quickly occurs that they ought to find somewhere comfortable to do this, away from the door that wade wilson might punt open at any second.
that thought in mind, he reaches behind murphy to turn the lock (it won't keep wade out if wade wants to come up, but it can be the proverbial sock on the door), before pulling back, a hand reaching to tangle with murphy's to tug him away from the door with that same grin in place. ]
Come on. Bed's more comfortable.
[ tugging murphy along by the hand, jack leads him back to his bedroom, sitting down on the edge of it to toe his shoes off and pull murphy in against him, chin tilted up in want to reach his lips again. come here, jerk, kiss him. ]