[ The idea of Johnny being married to anyone at all is so ludicrous and impossible that his mind had already blocked it out before anything else. He thinks about it for a few moments. ]
Well, that's definitely not happening. [ He brings Jack's hand to his lips, kissing the back of it, long and lingering when he feels Jack squeeze it. ] You were arranged to be married before too, haven't you? I remember you told me that. Some girl. Wolf-something.
Lucinda Wolfson. She was sweet and beautiful and she loved me, and all of that would've been repaid with misery and ruin. My father locked her in a room with me like a broodmare.
[His bitterness intensifies. At least there's been no mention of heirs here. Yet. Jack leans closer to him, looking him in the eyes.]
I was the prince. I thought myself untouchable for a time. And when I made my mistakes, I thought there was nothing but death to fear. I was wrong on both counts. You must be careful, Johnny. Morla makes my father look like an insect.
[ It's the look in Jack's eyes that bothers him, the words that he tells him -- Jack's taking this hard and with good reason; the same could happen to him and someone else. He leans in, too, cupping his face as his heart aches for Jack, for that innocent girl who loved Jack.
His thumb rubs gently over his cheekbone, his lips. Johnny would refuse, he would rebel and demand that marriage be a yoke for someone else, not him. But Jack was like that too, his prince. He presses his forehead to his. It could happen, to Johnny's distaste; but if it did, if Morla grabbed ahold of Jack and Johnny had to do it for his sake, with no other choice...... ]
Hey, I could marry Ariadne. You know she'd be okay with us doing our own thing.
[Jack sighs and closes his eyes, lets his forehead rest there. He does at least care for Ariadne quite a bit himself, and there are other advantages too. But this is about principle and his own possessiveness.
[ Johnny tells him airily, but he becomes serious when Jack doesn't seem inclined to smack him for that. He nuzzles him, frowning. Johnny doesn't want to be married to anyone, not now, not anytime in the near future, but Jack's worried about this and he wants to soothe him. ]
Jack. C'mon. Look at me. [ He meets his eyes then, fingers curling under his prince's chin. ] I'd fight tooth and nail against it if I had to. Find another way that doesn't involve the whole marriage shindig. Trust me, okay?
[Johnny makes everything sound so easy, but Jack knows him, knows that it's more about his belief in himself no matter what the odds. He's essentially asking Jack to believe that too.
[ Focusing on something else means Saber, her death, and he sobers up quickly, and everything else that comes with it. They're mourning, and the sadness in the air seems pervasive at the passing of someone so great, as is the festering anger of the ones who seek revenge.
They're an unpredictable group, the Seelie would never know what hit them. He turns to face him, his expression dark. ]
It's got to be either one, right? A Seelie or a fox cultist.
Saber was no fool. She wouldn't have just wandered into enemy territory, certainly not alone. And it would've taken a particularly bold and skilled Seelie to come to her.
[Jack's guess is clear. After the attack on Ariadne, a cult attack on Saber wouldn't surprise him in the least.]
[ But it's troubling, and Johnny bites his lip when he thinks on that. He shifts, draping an arm instinctively around his lover's waist. It's not a night as chilly as others, but he wants Jack close anyway. He wants to keep him safe. If Saber's killed, then the question is, who's next? ]
I hope they find out. [ He says quietly, feeling a familiar burn of anger simmer in his stomach. The body count is two now, when it comes to the people he cares for -- albeit Saber had a more profound influence and impact on him. ] And I hope the people involved die for it.
[Nothing can bring back the dead, and justice should be served, but Jack would have every valuable word from their tongue before it was cut out. Maybe they could stop the next death.
He moves closer to him too, even if Johnny's body always feels like a furnace. There'll be cool nights soon enough, and then he'll appreciate it.]
Be extra cautious, no matter where you are, no matter how safe you feel.
Are you going to investigate? I'm not quite sure who is, but Grell seems pretty good to get information from.
[ Johnny actively tries to lower his body temperature; he doesn't want to stifle Jack in bed, and he presses a kiss over his forehead. Trust Jack to think about him even at a time like this. ] You, too. I don't want anyone to take you away from me just yet.
[It takes a patience that Jack doesn't really have. He smiles over at him.]
But if they find who did it and need any help, I'll be sure to offer. [Jack reaches up, brushing his thumb against Johnny's bottom lip.] I'll be fine. I'm a stubborn one, in case you've forgotten.
[ Johnny tells him. He leans over to nuzzle him briefly, quietly glad to have him here, alive and talking to him. He kisses Jack's thumb, again and again. ]
Gonna worry anyway. [ His brows furrow. ] But Saber was powerful, and they killed her. You know how strong she was, and -- just like that. I never want it happening to you.
[He looks at Johnny tenderly, biting his tongue against the words that spring to it. He doesn't need to be reminded that there's a war going on, that death is always a possibility. Right now they're together and safe, and no harm can come to them in this bedroom.]
Stop mourning my death. [Jack smirks softly.] Think more about how to make me feel alive tonight.
[ Johnny finds himself agreeing with that point of view. Thinking about how to make Jack feel alive tonight, for them to lose themselves in each other. He knows him, Jack, most precious, most important, and he moves under the sheets to move above him, caging his prince down onto the pillows.
There's a war going on, but now they're together and safe, and Johnny would protect him with his life. He leans down to kiss that soft, sweet mouth, humming gently. ]
Take your clothes off, baby. I'll show you just how I'll make you feel alive. D'you want me buried inside you tonight?
[Jack chases his mouth, kissing it, tasting it again and again between those words. It curves at that last question, and he catches Johnny's bottom lip between his teeth to give a playful little tug.
Jack slides his hands over Johnny's body before gripping him by the hips, pulling them flush together so he can feel for himself that he's doing and saying all the right things.]
I want you inside me before the night is through, and again after the sun rises.
[Another kiss followed by some soft laughter against Johnny's tender mouth.]
And again before noon if I haven't had my fill. I feel extra hungry tonight.
[ Johnny laughs gently at him, reaching for the small jar of lubricant at their nightstand. He unscrews the cap and dabs his fingers in it, tugging Jack's shorts off to ease a hand down the back of Jack's thigh, guiding his leg around his waist.
He kisses him again, and again, hopelessly greedy for his lover -- he's addicted and it's obvious, and Johnny impatiently tugs his own boxers down his thighs, his cock thick and heavy, rubbing against Jack's abdomen.
Johnny shivers, lips trailing down to his neck, his collarbone. ] You're going to wear out my cock, baby. You gonna kiss it better after that?
[Jack bites into his lip, squeezing Johnny's hip with his leg. He's thinking wicked thoughts, that much is obvious, but he always is when they're like this. He reaches a hand down to slide along that rigid length.]
Are you that worried about it? You could have another one fashioned to use if you are.
[ Johnny stops short, regarding him, but not quite able to resist the soft groan of pleasure when Jack feels him up, his dick tingling with every stroke. Keep those bitey little kisses coming, Jack. Speaking of dicks: ]
[There's soft laughter as Jack's open mouth presses against his jaw, up to his ear where he catches the lobe gently between his teeth.]
You've never thought about it? Or maybe you've never played with them before?
[Jack's always thought there's something just a touch vanilla about Johnny. Lots of sex, yes. A threesome here and there. But he wonders if he's ever used anything other than his own body. Not that that isn't enough, but that look on Johnny's face is of a man intrigued.]
Besides, you keep working the way you have been and I might need a little extra something to keep me company.
[ Johnny's never considered sex toys for myriad reasons -- his hookups generally consisted of one night stands, people he didn't much care for (or remember the names) when it's over. There isn't much depth to something that physical and shallow, and so far he'd been happy keeping it that way.
But then Jack comes along and ruins everything, keeps Johnny's attention on him and makes him want more than just fucking. He's always only used his own body, and that had been good enough.
He's definitely intrigued, fascinated by the idea of them both using toys on each other. ] Mm, a little of both.
[ He leans forward, shifting so that he can grasp both their cocks and rub them up against each other in slow strokes. ] You could let me watch, you know. I'd love to see you use it to pleasure yourself. What do you have in mind?
[Jack hums, appreciating when Johnny takes them both in hand and works them together. He gasps, muscles taut underneath his skin as he tries to stay still beneath his lover.]
I would let you watch. How long do you think you could take it? [Jack licks his lips and crashes their mouths together, sucks on Johnny's and brushes their tongues together, unrestrained with his passion.] Something smaller than you, bringing me to the edge without pushing me over no matter what position I was in. Just a little suffering to make the end that much sweeter. Which one of us would be crazier by then?
[ Johnny promises, but they both know better. They're mad for each other, hopelessly enamored and mutually drawn to the other. He loves the way Jack gasps, the way he's so beautifully reactive that it makes him thrill, ever delighted to bring such pleasure to his lover. His eyes are dark, predatory, his words holding wild promise in them. ]
You're so damn beautiful, I think we'll both go nuts before we're halfway through. Imagine you having so hungry for my dick, the way I could fill you up until you're dripping with my come down your thighs. I'd pound into you after that, baby. Remind you why your toys will never be enou fb.
[And he knows that Johnny's right, that for the first time he's in an equal give and take. He can tease Johnny, pretend that he doesn't want him every bit as much, but it's not the truth, and he's secretly glad that Johnny can see through him.]
All just talk until we have some. [Jack kisses him again, rolls his hips to find more pleasure in Johnny's hand.] You can still make good on some of it tonight.
[Jack's mouth ghosts down his neck, feeling the warmth of it against his tongue.]
[ Johnny knows him, understands him -- well, not fully sometimes, but enough to adore him anyway, shortcomings included. He's aware that Jack does the same, and together, they're starting to balance each other out, forging a partnership that goes beyond sex and affection.
What it is, he doesn't quite know yet, but Johnny would put himself between Jack and danger any day of the week. Johnny shivers with pleasure when he feels those lovely, sensuous lips, thrusting against Jack's cock even harder, and he sighs, pulse jumping. His Jack is marking him, making him his own, and Johnny loves every moment.
He fumbles to slick more lube on his fingers, reaching down to rub gently against his hole, playfully teasing around the rim. ] Tell me what you want me to do with you.
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Well, that's definitely not happening. [ He brings Jack's hand to his lips, kissing the back of it, long and lingering when he feels Jack squeeze it. ] You were arranged to be married before too, haven't you? I remember you told me that. Some girl. Wolf-something.
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[His bitterness intensifies. At least there's been no mention of heirs here. Yet. Jack leans closer to him, looking him in the eyes.]
I was the prince. I thought myself untouchable for a time. And when I made my mistakes, I thought there was nothing but death to fear. I was wrong on both counts. You must be careful, Johnny. Morla makes my father look like an insect.
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His thumb rubs gently over his cheekbone, his lips. Johnny would refuse, he would rebel and demand that marriage be a yoke for someone else, not him. But Jack was like that too, his prince. He presses his forehead to his. It could happen, to Johnny's distaste; but if it did, if Morla grabbed ahold of Jack and Johnny had to do it for his sake, with no other choice...... ]
Hey, I could marry Ariadne. You know she'd be okay with us doing our own thing.
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[Jack sighs and closes his eyes, lets his forehead rest there. He does at least care for Ariadne quite a bit himself, and there are other advantages too. But this is about principle and his own possessiveness.
And he can think of at least one downside.]
And I think Bucky might kill you for it.
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[ Johnny tells him airily, but he becomes serious when Jack doesn't seem inclined to smack him for that. He nuzzles him, frowning. Johnny doesn't want to be married to anyone, not now, not anytime in the near future, but Jack's worried about this and he wants to soothe him. ]
Jack. C'mon. Look at me. [ He meets his eyes then, fingers curling under his prince's chin. ] I'd fight tooth and nail against it if I had to. Find another way that doesn't involve the whole marriage shindig. Trust me, okay?
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He sighs heavily and gives him a conceding nod.]
Alright. Let's focus on something else for now.
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It's got to be either one, right? A Seelie or a fox cultist.
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[Jack's guess is clear. After the attack on Ariadne, a cult attack on Saber wouldn't surprise him in the least.]
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I hope they find out. [ He says quietly, feeling a familiar burn of anger simmer in his stomach. The body count is two now, when it comes to the people he cares for -- albeit Saber had a more profound influence and impact on him. ] And I hope the people involved die for it.
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[Nothing can bring back the dead, and justice should be served, but Jack would have every valuable word from their tongue before it was cut out. Maybe they could stop the next death.
He moves closer to him too, even if Johnny's body always feels like a furnace. There'll be cool nights soon enough, and then he'll appreciate it.]
Be extra cautious, no matter where you are, no matter how safe you feel.
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[ Johnny actively tries to lower his body temperature; he doesn't want to stifle Jack in bed, and he presses a kiss over his forehead. Trust Jack to think about him even at a time like this. ] You, too. I don't want anyone to take you away from me just yet.
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[It takes a patience that Jack doesn't really have. He smiles over at him.]
But if they find who did it and need any help, I'll be sure to offer. [Jack reaches up, brushing his thumb against Johnny's bottom lip.] I'll be fine. I'm a stubborn one, in case you've forgotten.
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[ Johnny tells him. He leans over to nuzzle him briefly, quietly glad to have him here, alive and talking to him. He kisses Jack's thumb, again and again. ]
Gonna worry anyway. [ His brows furrow. ] But Saber was powerful, and they killed her. You know how strong she was, and -- just like that. I never want it happening to you.
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Stop mourning my death. [Jack smirks softly.] Think more about how to make me feel alive tonight.
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[ Johnny finds himself agreeing with that point of view. Thinking about how to make Jack feel alive tonight, for them to lose themselves in each other. He knows him, Jack, most precious, most important, and he moves under the sheets to move above him, caging his prince down onto the pillows.
There's a war going on, but now they're together and safe, and Johnny would protect him with his life. He leans down to kiss that soft, sweet mouth, humming gently. ]
Take your clothes off, baby. I'll show you just how I'll make you feel alive. D'you want me buried inside you tonight?
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Jack slides his hands over Johnny's body before gripping him by the hips, pulling them flush together so he can feel for himself that he's doing and saying all the right things.]
I want you inside me before the night is through, and again after the sun rises.
[Another kiss followed by some soft laughter against Johnny's tender mouth.]
And again before noon if I haven't had my fill. I feel extra hungry tonight.
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[ Johnny laughs gently at him, reaching for the small jar of lubricant at their nightstand. He unscrews the cap and dabs his fingers in it, tugging Jack's shorts off to ease a hand down the back of Jack's thigh, guiding his leg around his waist.
He kisses him again, and again, hopelessly greedy for his lover -- he's addicted and it's obvious, and Johnny impatiently tugs his own boxers down his thighs, his cock thick and heavy, rubbing against Jack's abdomen.
Johnny shivers, lips trailing down to his neck, his collarbone. ] You're going to wear out my cock, baby. You gonna kiss it better after that?
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[Jack bites into his lip, squeezing Johnny's hip with his leg. He's thinking wicked thoughts, that much is obvious, but he always is when they're like this. He reaches a hand down to slide along that rigid length.]
Are you that worried about it? You could have another one fashioned to use if you are.
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[ Johnny stops short, regarding him, but not quite able to resist the soft groan of pleasure when Jack feels him up, his dick tingling with every stroke. Keep those bitey little kisses coming, Jack. Speaking of dicks: ]
Are you talking about getting sex toys?
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You've never thought about it? Or maybe you've never played with them before?
[Jack's always thought there's something just a touch vanilla about Johnny. Lots of sex, yes. A threesome here and there. But he wonders if he's ever used anything other than his own body. Not that that isn't enough, but that look on Johnny's face is of a man intrigued.]
Besides, you keep working the way you have been and I might need a little extra something to keep me company.
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But then Jack comes along and ruins everything, keeps Johnny's attention on him and makes him want more than just fucking. He's always only used his own body, and that had been good enough.
He's definitely intrigued, fascinated by the idea of them both using toys on each other. ] Mm, a little of both.
[ He leans forward, shifting so that he can grasp both their cocks and rub them up against each other in slow strokes. ] You could let me watch, you know. I'd love to see you use it to pleasure yourself. What do you have in mind?
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I would let you watch. How long do you think you could take it? [Jack licks his lips and crashes their mouths together, sucks on Johnny's and brushes their tongues together, unrestrained with his passion.] Something smaller than you, bringing me to the edge without pushing me over no matter what position I was in. Just a little suffering to make the end that much sweeter. Which one of us would be crazier by then?
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[ Johnny promises, but they both know better. They're mad for each other, hopelessly enamored and mutually drawn to the other. He loves the way Jack gasps, the way he's so beautifully reactive that it makes him thrill, ever delighted to bring such pleasure to his lover. His eyes are dark, predatory, his words holding wild promise in them. ]
You're so damn beautiful, I think we'll both go nuts before we're halfway through. Imagine you having so hungry for my dick, the way I could fill you up until you're dripping with my come down your thighs. I'd pound into you after that, baby. Remind you why your toys will never be enou fb.
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All just talk until we have some. [Jack kisses him again, rolls his hips to find more pleasure in Johnny's hand.] You can still make good on some of it tonight.
[Jack's mouth ghosts down his neck, feeling the warmth of it against his tongue.]
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What it is, he doesn't quite know yet, but Johnny would put himself between Jack and danger any day of the week. Johnny shivers with pleasure when he feels those lovely, sensuous lips, thrusting against Jack's cock even harder, and he sighs, pulse jumping. His Jack is marking him, making him his own, and Johnny loves every moment.
He fumbles to slick more lube on his fingers, reaching down to rub gently against his hole, playfully teasing around the rim. ] Tell me what you want me to do with you.
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