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Jack Zimmermann ([personal profile] eatmoreprotein) wrote2016-09-06 12:07 am
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I try really hard not to mope all the way home, but it's sort of a lost cause. I have a box full of handmade cards and little gifts from all the kids, and I kept a stiff upper lip until they were all gone, but now I'm sort of crumbling. I knew it was coming since the day I took the job, but I never realized how hard it would be.

The last day of camp is a total bummer.

When I get back home, I'm staring at my own apartment door for a moment before I remember that the dogs are at Bits' place. More importantly, Bits is at Bits' place. I spent so long dealing with things on my own, but I don't have to do that anymore. I don't have to hide what I'm feeling, not from him.

So I turn around on knock on his door, and wow, even my knock sounds miserable.
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[personal profile] puckandpie 2016-11-05 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
Jack's kiss is immediate. Wet and hungry and desperate. He pulls away only enough to lick at the mess he's made across my jaw and cheek before his mouth is on mine again. He swallows every one of my groans, murmuring softly and I give his cock another gentle squeeze before forcing my fingers to uncurl.

I still can't smell anything but him.

Muscles heavy, I finally let myself drop down onto him, curling up against his side, sticky with come and sweat and who knows what else as I duck in against his neck. "Goodness, but I never thought it could feel this good," I breathe, laughing a little as drape an arm over his chest and try to curl in closer. "I mean, I always kinda hoped it'd be, but it's always-- it's just so good."
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[personal profile] puckandpie 2016-11-11 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"That'd better be a promise," I reply with a low, sated laugh as he rolls over to drape a leg right over mine. It's easy as anything to just curl up against him then. My skin feels like it's buzzing and I'm sore all over in the very best way. It's always like this with him, I've noticed, but this time...

Well, knowing how he feels about me and how I feel about him, there's something different about it. Something more.

I can feel my face stretching into the widest, silliest smile, and I duck into his neck quickly to hide, my arm wrapped around him as I let out a quiet, giddy laugh. "I love you," I tell him, just because I can now. "And I'm draggin' you into the shower in just a few, but let's just lay here for now, yeah?"