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morrobay1990Title: “...and he found ways to spend it...” - 14
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morrobay1990
Genre: post canon
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Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's
♥ Jack
”Down in Texas Jack's father-in-law died and Lureen, who inherited the farm equipment business, showed a skill for management and hard deals. Jack found himself with a vague managerial title, traveling to stock and agricultural shows. He had some money now and found ways to spend it."
As the wind whipped up, Jack followed Michael into the tent carrying a bag with beer, booze and food, and he shoved it into a corner out of the way. He threw cigarettes and a lighter to Michael and put a battery operated lantern to one side. The big double sleeping bag was down on the floor open and spread out to cushion the two single ones that they had been using communally.
Now Jack moved one of the sleeping bags to one side, folded it and zipped it up halfway and lay down on it, so there was a few inches between his sleeping space and Michael's.
Michael noticed the gap Jack had put between them and almost laughed out loud as he thought...as if that'll stop me.
Jack lay on his side, head propped up on his hand, smoking a cigarette, while Michael popped open a beer and switched on the lantern to see well enough to roll a joint.
The rain was beating down harder, wind groaning eerily through the trees and the temperature had dropped...outside.
After both men had taken hits off the joint, Michael looked at Jack and indicated, with a nod of his head, the few inches that separated them and said, “You know that ain't enough to keep me away.”
Then he lunged at Jack, pushing him down on his back and leaning over him close, looking in his eyes, “Y'know, that first night was great, but the last two times...I mean it was nice n'all,” he grinned down and Jack leaned up into him, his breath already coming faster, knowing what was coming and ready.
Michael continued, kissing Jack between words, “Yeah, it was real nice...but it was a little too tame for me...I want to know it's a man I'm fuckin.”
He kissed Jack hard, face scraped by two days' growth, fingers digging in his hair, his whole long body driving Jack hard against the ground.
Then he sat up and took his shirt off, and straddled Jack “If this is the last time, neither one of us is gonna fuckin forget it.”
Author:
morrobay1990Genre: post canon
Warning:
Word count:
Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's
♥ Jack
”Down in Texas Jack's father-in-law died and Lureen, who inherited the farm equipment business, showed a skill for management and hard deals. Jack found himself with a vague managerial title, traveling to stock and agricultural shows. He had some money now and found ways to spend it."
As the wind whipped up, Jack followed Michael into the tent carrying a bag with beer, booze and food, and he shoved it into a corner out of the way. He threw cigarettes and a lighter to Michael and put a battery operated lantern to one side. The big double sleeping bag was down on the floor open and spread out to cushion the two single ones that they had been using communally.
Now Jack moved one of the sleeping bags to one side, folded it and zipped it up halfway and lay down on it, so there was a few inches between his sleeping space and Michael's.
Michael noticed the gap Jack had put between them and almost laughed out loud as he thought...as if that'll stop me.
Jack lay on his side, head propped up on his hand, smoking a cigarette, while Michael popped open a beer and switched on the lantern to see well enough to roll a joint.
The rain was beating down harder, wind groaning eerily through the trees and the temperature had dropped...outside.
After both men had taken hits off the joint, Michael looked at Jack and indicated, with a nod of his head, the few inches that separated them and said, “You know that ain't enough to keep me away.”
Then he lunged at Jack, pushing him down on his back and leaning over him close, looking in his eyes, “Y'know, that first night was great, but the last two times...I mean it was nice n'all,” he grinned down and Jack leaned up into him, his breath already coming faster, knowing what was coming and ready.
Michael continued, kissing Jack between words, “Yeah, it was real nice...but it was a little too tame for me...I want to know it's a man I'm fuckin.”
He kissed Jack hard, face scraped by two days' growth, fingers digging in his hair, his whole long body driving Jack hard against the ground.
Then he sat up and took his shirt off, and straddled Jack “If this is the last time, neither one of us is gonna fuckin forget it.”
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Date: 2011-05-27 12:34 am (UTC)