[ Johnny's heart skips a beat -- he likes to think that he can handle anything that comes his way, but Jack kisses him with such passion that all thought slips away and all that's left is the heat of his kiss, the passion, the words unspoken that flow into him.
He's thrilled, pressing against him with an echoing desire, and he's breathing hard, lips red and cheeks flushed, eyes dark. Shit, his Jack is too gorgeous like this.
He leans in to bite his lip, drawing him into another slow, long one, unable to help himself. ] Nothing will. I'll kill them first.
[ He cups his face, thumb lightly brushing over the dimple in his chin and sighs quietly. How had they come to this, that Jack had become so important to him? ] You're so beautiful right now. I have something for you.
[ Johnny laughs, bright and entertained before he presses against him. ] Seriously! You know grabbing my ass isn't going to cool me down, right?
[ But he's fishing around in his pocket, pulling out an elegant leather choker with a glittering blood crystal set in it. ] You're getting sappy again and I love it. And this is for you.
[The grin stretches, becomes something wolfish before he turns his attention to the choker. Jack looks at it for a moment before taking it, his throat working against the emotions inside his chest.]
You remembered. [Jack sighs before he closes his eyes, pressing his lips against the crystal.] Put it on me.
[ He tells him quietly. It took him a long while to find the person who did it, and longer still to commission it. The crystal glitters like a blood red jewel on the soft leather, matching Johnny's own, and he smiles, pressing his lips to it after he does, and reaching around to clasp it behind his neck.
It fits snugly around his lover's throat, and he runs his fingers over it. On the stone is carved a single letter: J. ]
You're mine and I'm yours, right? [ He smiles, showing him the bracelet he's wearing, hidden up his sleeve. ] This way we won't really be separated.
[Jack says that single word softly but firmly. Even if they lose, even if the Void overtakes them and starts them anew. But he knows they're both going to fight like hell to keep that from happening.]
[Jack laughs, surprised, but maybe the biggest surprise is that Johnny managed to find something to make him laugh at a moment like this.]
Leave it up to you to remember a sexiversary. [He's still smiling at him though, his eyes bright and never straying from Johnny's face. He adores this man more than he ever expected to.] Once we get this all behind us, we'll celebrate it in ways you've scarcely dreamed of. Last year will be pure vanilla by comparison.
[ Johnny, for a few moments, forgets to speak. He's staring at Jack when he laughs, in quiet awe at the way he man lights up, gorgeous and luminous. He tightens his arms around him -- more than Jack's kinky promises, is the sweetness of that moment.
His thumb lightly smooths over his bottom lip, admiring his face, the way he looks at him. Johnny is recklessly, completely in love, and he grins. ] How far we've come, babe. All our fights, all the making up. I adore you, you know. You make me so mad but I don't know if I'll be what I am now because of you. Do you remember the first song I serenaded you with?
[ Johnny says, as if it's the simplest thing in the world. His fingers brush over the crystal at Jack's throat, and he looks back at him through long gold lashes. ]
I wanted your eyes on me, and only me. [ He's possessive and he knows it, demanding the way his lover is in turn, too. ] Did it work?
[The simplicity, the sincerity of Johnny's answer is enough to take his breath away. Jack studies him for a moment, caressing his face before he kisses him one last time, as warm and tender as his feelings.]
It worked. I see only you.
[Jack hesitates. There's a struggle inside of him, a war of a different sort. His lips part but no words come. Jack looks down for a long moment until something in his chest unlocks. He exhales before lifting his eyes to Johnny's again. His and his alone.]
I love only you.
[His only absolute loyalty, his only absolute trust. His only everything.]
[ Johnny's silent for a long moment when he hears it, finally, when Jack tells him that he loves him. He's heard it from many through the years -- and all of it had been with a sense of dread, or a primer for him to turn tail and run.
But this is different. He is different, and all Johnny feels is an odd, overwhelming sort of exhilaration and joy, a knowing that this is right, this is what he's been waiting for, only he hadn't known it then. Jack fights a war within himself and has somehow won over the hesitation, and everything that keeps him back from him.
Johnny feels his own defenses fall away, non-existent in the face of his confession. He swallows the lump in his throat as he murmurs. ] I love only you, too.
[ He sweeps him into a tight embrace, and all of a sudden he never wants to release him. Let the war rage on around them, he doesn't care. But no, he can't -- and if this are the last words between the both of them, he wouldn't mind that terribly either. ]
God, Jack. You make it hard to let you go out there. I love you.
[He isn't sure what Johnny's reaction will be. He flashes back to the first time the words left Joseph's lips, his own reaction in spite of the love he felt in his own heart.
Jack doesn't expect to hear the words in return. He doesn't deserve them. But Johnny says them anyway, and he nearly sags in his embrace, overcome.]
That's why we must go.
[Because they love each other. Because they have someone and something precious to fight for. And Jack will, he'll fight to his very last breath. There's nothing he won't do to return to him, to come home. Anything that would threaten that must be dealt with.]
[ Johnny takes a breath, squeezing once before he releases him. ]
And we come home. [ He says, quiet and insistent -- no matter what happens, they come home to each other. He doesn't think about what he says, how he's oriented himself to Jack Benjamin, his lover, the light of his life.
He kisses him before he steps towards the wardrobe where he knows Jack keeps his cloak. He takes it off its hanger, before he comes back to him, and helps him on with it, musing. ]
I think this is the first time I'm putting clothes on you instead of taking it off.
[Because Jack's always had that dark sense of humor. He grins at him before cupping the back of Johnny's head, smiling softening as he takes one long, last look at the face of the man he loves. It's like a gulp of oxygen before diving.]
[ He tells him, appreciating Jack's dark sense of humor anyway, smiling right back before he takes his hand and they make their way out. They have scant moments before they separate, and he wants every moment to last. ]
Make you tremble and press you down in our bed. Maybe we'll end up breaking it this time around.
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[Jack smirks, considers teasing him, stoking a little of Johnny's jealousy. But he can't, not when he cares about this man so much. Loves-
He swallows hard and kisses him again, letting his lips express what they can't say. It breaks only when they're both nearly breathless.]
I'm yours and you are mine, and nothing else will take us from one another. Not Seelie, not these monsters, not the damned Void.
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He's thrilled, pressing against him with an echoing desire, and he's breathing hard, lips red and cheeks flushed, eyes dark. Shit, his Jack is too gorgeous like this.
He leans in to bite his lip, drawing him into another slow, long one, unable to help himself. ] Nothing will. I'll kill them first.
[ He cups his face, thumb lightly brushing over the dimple in his chin and sighs quietly. How had they come to this, that Jack had become so important to him? ] You're so beautiful right now. I have something for you.
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[He grins wickedly, his lips dark and kiss bruised. One hand slips briefly to squeeze his ass before moving up to the small of his back again.]
You're as radiant as ever. My light in the darkness.
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[ But he's fishing around in his pocket, pulling out an elegant leather choker with a glittering blood crystal set in it. ]
You're getting sappy again and I love it. And this is for you.
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[The grin stretches, becomes something wolfish before he turns his attention to the choker. Jack looks at it for a moment before taking it, his throat working against the emotions inside his chest.]
You remembered. [Jack sighs before he closes his eyes, pressing his lips against the crystal.] Put it on me.
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[ He tells him quietly. It took him a long while to find the person who did it, and longer still to commission it. The crystal glitters like a blood red jewel on the soft leather, matching Johnny's own, and he smiles, pressing his lips to it after he does, and reaching around to clasp it behind his neck.
It fits snugly around his lover's throat, and he runs his fingers over it. On the stone is carved a single letter: J. ]
You're mine and I'm yours, right? [ He smiles, showing him the bracelet he's wearing, hidden up his sleeve. ] This way we won't really be separated.
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[Jack says that single word softly but firmly. Even if they lose, even if the Void overtakes them and starts them anew. But he knows they're both going to fight like hell to keep that from happening.]
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You know, if the world hasn't gone to hell by then, we'd have our sex anniversary in about a month's time, right?
Then there's our first date, at Christmas.
[ Almost a year, imagine that. ]
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Leave it up to you to remember a sexiversary. [He's still smiling at him though, his eyes bright and never straying from Johnny's face. He adores this man more than he ever expected to.] Once we get this all behind us, we'll celebrate it in ways you've scarcely dreamed of. Last year will be pure vanilla by comparison.
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His thumb lightly smooths over his bottom lip, admiring his face, the way he looks at him. Johnny is recklessly, completely in love, and he grins. ] How far we've come, babe. All our fights, all the making up. I adore you, you know. You make me so mad but I don't know if I'll be what I am now because of you. Do you remember the first song I serenaded you with?
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[And it's unclear if that's a 'no', he doesn't remember (he does), or a 'no, don't you dare start singing.']
I've put it out of my mind, along with the eyeliner. What were you thinking when you let Ariadne talk you into that?
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[ Johnny says, as if it's the simplest thing in the world. His fingers brush over the crystal at Jack's throat, and he looks back at him through long gold lashes. ]
I wanted your eyes on me, and only me. [ He's possessive and he knows it, demanding the way his lover is in turn, too. ] Did it work?
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It worked. I see only you.
[Jack hesitates. There's a struggle inside of him, a war of a different sort. His lips part but no words come. Jack looks down for a long moment until something in his chest unlocks. He exhales before lifting his eyes to Johnny's again. His and his alone.]
I love only you.
[His only absolute loyalty, his only absolute trust. His only everything.]
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But this is different. He is different, and all Johnny feels is an odd, overwhelming sort of exhilaration and joy, a knowing that this is right, this is what he's been waiting for, only he hadn't known it then. Jack fights a war within himself and has somehow won over the hesitation, and everything that keeps him back from him.
Johnny feels his own defenses fall away, non-existent in the face of his confession. He swallows the lump in his throat as he murmurs. ] I love only you, too.
[ He sweeps him into a tight embrace, and all of a sudden he never wants to release him. Let the war rage on around them, he doesn't care. But no, he can't -- and if this are the last words between the both of them, he wouldn't mind that terribly either. ]
God, Jack. You make it hard to let you go out there. I love you.
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Jack doesn't expect to hear the words in return. He doesn't deserve them. But Johnny says them anyway, and he nearly sags in his embrace, overcome.]
That's why we must go.
[Because they love each other. Because they have someone and something precious to fight for. And Jack will, he'll fight to his very last breath. There's nothing he won't do to return to him, to come home. Anything that would threaten that must be dealt with.]
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And we come home. [ He says, quiet and insistent -- no matter what happens, they come home to each other. He doesn't think about what he says, how he's oriented himself to Jack Benjamin, his lover, the light of his life.
He kisses him before he steps towards the wardrobe where he knows Jack keeps his cloak. He takes it off its hanger, before he comes back to him, and helps him on with it, musing. ]
I think this is the first time I'm putting clothes on you instead of taking it off.
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[Because Jack's always had that dark sense of humor. He grins at him before cupping the back of Johnny's head, smiling softening as he takes one long, last look at the face of the man he loves. It's like a gulp of oxygen before diving.]
You'll take them back off later.
[It's a promise.]
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[ He tells him, appreciating Jack's dark sense of humor anyway, smiling right back before he takes his hand and they make their way out. They have scant moments before they separate, and he wants every moment to last. ]
Make you tremble and press you down in our bed. Maybe we'll end up breaking it this time around.
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Consider it your reward.
[But it's one that Johnny's already earned. He just has to live to claim it.]
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[ But make no mistake, Johnny relishes each and every time, excited for more, and they both know it. ]