And Jack lays down there beside him, and does what he ain't done since that first night, when Ennis was shaky and nervous and wanting--he pulls Ennis over to himself, slips an arm under his back and rests Ennis' head there on his own shoulder.
His mouth moves gentle against Ennis' forehead, and he talks low and continual, like he would to a spooked horse, saying nonsense things about the weather and the horses and what it was like, being a kid in Lightning Flat. Joking quiet and calming, while his hand smoothes gentle over Ennis' chest, his shoulder, brushes over his hair.
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Date: 2006-06-06 05:49 am (UTC)And Jack lays down there beside him, and does what he ain't done since that first night, when Ennis was shaky and nervous and wanting--he pulls Ennis over to himself, slips an arm under his back and rests Ennis' head there on his own shoulder.
His mouth moves gentle against Ennis' forehead, and he talks low and continual, like he would to a spooked horse, saying nonsense things about the weather and the horses and what it was like, being a kid in Lightning Flat. Joking quiet and calming, while his hand smoothes gentle over Ennis' chest, his shoulder, brushes over his hair.