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[e_delmar]

They're hardly in the room before Ennis has Jack pinned against the wall, hands scrambling at his shoulders, kissing where he can. It's hard to remember that this isn't his Jack. This is some other, younger, different Jack. But he smells like Jack and tastes like Jack and kisses like Jack.

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[e_delmar]

Ennis' breathing deepens, evens out, and he turns slightly, curling into Jack's side as he slips into sleep.

[jack_f_twist]

For all that he is exhausted, it's a while yet before Jack can slip off, but the sound of Ennis' breathing is soothing, and after a while he takes Ennis' hand, pulls it over his waist and clasps it with his own.

A few moment later, he has drifted off.