And it ain't so much the heat or the fire as the slow warmth and the comfort and the feel of Jack's hands, Jack's skin against his. He closes his eyes, trying to slow his panicked breath only to have it speed up again for different reasons altogether, leans into Jack's touch, reaches up to kiss Jack as he ignores the wet feeling on his cheeks.
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Date: 2006-06-06 12:34 pm (UTC)