[ By now, Johnny's anger is gone to the wind. Jack looks so genuinely chastised that he can't bear to do that to him any longer. He sighs and shakes his head before letting him go, taking his hand and squeezing it. He sits on the step of their castle, gesturing for his prince to sit with him. ]
[ Of course he's rattled! Imagine a flightless Johnny throwing himself off Cearul while you're riding him, Jack.
But Jack's sweetness goes a long way in making up for it, and Johnny happily wraps his arms around his waist, not caring whether they're being nauseatingly sappy together in public or not.
He leans up to nuzzle his jaw, leaning his chin on his shoulder with all the intimacy of a man in love. ]
[If people around the spire don't know by now...well, they know by now. They know that they share a bedroom, that Jack has an interest in the spire and in the baron's protection that's beyond ambition or professional.
Jack settles, smirking softly.]
No, that comes later. This is just what I felt like doing.
[ Johnny doesn't care whether they do -- Jack has Johnny's favor, his eye, his affection and everything that matters. So when his lover settles in his arms like he's belonged there all his life, Johnny relaxes and takes comfort in his presence, choosing to nip at his earlobe. ]
I think I'm going to attach a parachute to you every time we go flying. Just in case.
Don't tempt me, Benjamin. [ Johnny mock-growls. His hands slide down to Jack's hips before he tips his face up expectantly. Kisses go here, Your Highness. He's more than earned them. ]
Now give me some sugar to stop the rattling. I'm giving you a punishment of 50 kisses.
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[ By now, Johnny's anger is gone to the wind. Jack looks so genuinely chastised that he can't bear to do that to him any longer. He sighs and shakes his head before letting him go, taking his hand and squeezing it. He sits on the step of their castle, gesturing for his prince to sit with him. ]
Are you okay?
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[Because Johnny still looks a little rattled. Jack squeezes his hand, eyes the place on the step beside him.
And then with a smirk settles himself on Johnny's lap.]
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But Jack's sweetness goes a long way in making up for it, and Johnny happily wraps his arms around his waist, not caring whether they're being nauseatingly sappy together in public or not.
He leans up to nuzzle his jaw, leaning his chin on his shoulder with all the intimacy of a man in love. ]
Is this you making things up to me?
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Jack settles, smirking softly.]
No, that comes later. This is just what I felt like doing.
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I think I'm going to attach a parachute to you every time we go flying. Just in case.
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Why stop there? People fall down the stairs and break their necks too. You should just attach one to me all the time.
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Don't tempt me, Benjamin. [ Johnny mock-growls. His hands slide down to Jack's hips before he tips his face up expectantly. Kisses go here, Your Highness. He's more than earned them. ]
Now give me some sugar to stop the rattling. I'm giving you a punishment of 50 kisses.