[ He knows you're taking it all in, baby. Johnny is showing off before him, a slow, lazy smirk tugging at his mouth. He crooks a finger over at him, inviting him over. ]
Come and get your love, baby.
[ It's more than sex with Jack, sharing the intimacy with him without fear, spoiling his lover with everything that he has. ]
[But the words are without any heat, any substance these days. Jack smiles at him, content to lazily watch from halfway across the room. He doesn't have to steal moments like these whenever and wherever he can get them. He can have them, have Johnny, whenever he wants.]
You should conserve your strength. You have a long way to go.
[ Johnny beams at him when he finishes up, before grabbing a towel and drying himself, setting it to the side. He hunts for a pair of trousers and pulls it on, forgoing the shirt.
Jack is a warm, delightful presence, and Johnny strides over to take his hand, leading him out the bathroom. He doesn't forget what he came back early to do, and he hums. ]
Okay, so. Where do we start with this research? How can I help?
[ Johnny looks at him thoughtfully, his mind clearly spiralling somewhere else. Specifically, Japan. ] Did you know that Japanese people had this weird fetish for cat-people? Catgirls with cat ears and a tail out their butts.
[ He pauses. ] Catboys, too. I mean, they weren't real, but they sure as hell drew a lot of them.
[ He might be imagining Jack with cat ears right now. And a fluffy tail. ]
[His distaste shows from the very beginning because...wtf Japan? But it slowly turns into horror, because not only can Jack tell that his lover's mind is somewhere else, he can also tell where it's going, where it is.]
[ Johnny says innocently, going to pick a mewling Shadow up. She's bigger now, but still topped on the small side, and he drops a little kiss on her forehead. ]
You'd be adorable with cat ears, just saying. Anyway, do you think you can learn to control it? Be able to do it anytime you like?
I think you're confused about your choice of words.
[Because a grown man with cat ears would be more ridiculous than adorable - though he does remember a man from his very first feast who was well-suited to them.]
I will learn to control it, and then it will be useful. Maybe I'll even spy on you, the drabwurld equivalent of going through your phone.
[ Johnny pretends to look wounded as he sets Shadow on his shoulder so she can get a good look at the world from his height. He supposes the view is very different when you're a tiny ball of fur.
He's leaning over for a kiss. Go on, smooch him. ] Am I allowed to still look at boobs?
[ Mmmm, Tender and affectionate Jack kisses are great. Johnny licks his lips before he starts off towards the table where some of the books are, careful to keep Shadow on her perch before letting her off on the table.
She promptly curls up near a mug, purring quietly. ] I'm just sad you can't appreciate breasts. But then again, I can't appreciate dicks aside from yours, so I guess you're sad I can't do the same either, so we're square.
[ He pats the chair beside him. ] C'mere. Let's work stuff out.
ACTION
Come and get your love, baby.
[ It's more than sex with Jack, sharing the intimacy with him without fear, spoiling his lover with everything that he has. ]
Or is it sir-baby?
ACTION
[But the words are without any heat, any substance these days. Jack smiles at him, content to lazily watch from halfway across the room. He doesn't have to steal moments like these whenever and wherever he can get them. He can have them, have Johnny, whenever he wants.]
You should conserve your strength. You have a long way to go.
ACTION
Jack is a warm, delightful presence, and Johnny strides over to take his hand, leading him out the bathroom. He doesn't forget what he came back early to do, and he hums. ]
Okay, so. Where do we start with this research? How can I help?
ACTION
[And he bumps his shoulder against Johnny's. He's less concerned by it now, and that's thanks in large part to his lover's presence.]
I've found much more on animal transformations. I guess I should be glad that I don't actually turn into a cat.
ACTION
[ Johnny looks at him thoughtfully, his mind clearly spiralling somewhere else. Specifically, Japan. ] Did you know that Japanese people had this weird fetish for cat-people? Catgirls with cat ears and a tail out their butts.
[ He pauses. ] Catboys, too. I mean, they weren't real, but they sure as hell drew a lot of them.
[ He might be imagining Jack with cat ears right now. And a fluffy tail. ]
ACTION
Stop it.
[Don't make the claws come out, Johnny.]
ACTION
[ Johnny says innocently, going to pick a mewling Shadow up. She's bigger now, but still topped on the small side, and he drops a little kiss on her forehead. ]
You'd be adorable with cat ears, just saying. Anyway, do you think you can learn to control it? Be able to do it anytime you like?
ACTION
[Because a grown man with cat ears would be more ridiculous than adorable - though he does remember a man from his very first feast who was well-suited to them.]
I will learn to control it, and then it will be useful. Maybe I'll even spy on you, the drabwurld equivalent of going through your phone.
ACTION
[ Johnny pretends to look wounded as he sets Shadow on his shoulder so she can get a good look at the world from his height. He supposes the view is very different when you're a tiny ball of fur.
He's leaning over for a kiss. Go on, smooch him. ] Am I allowed to still look at boobs?
ACTION
You can still look at them. You're going to anyway.
[Because Johnny Storm.]
ACTION
She promptly curls up near a mug, purring quietly. ] I'm just sad you can't appreciate breasts. But then again, I can't appreciate dicks aside from yours, so I guess you're sad I can't do the same either, so we're square.
[ He pats the chair beside him. ] C'mere. Let's work stuff out.