Her reactions were making his blood pump faster, and expectedly, downwards. She’s just so beautiful like this, her hair loose and free and how her body was moving, how her body felt… Jack releases one of the holds on her breasts to push his hand down, grasping for her hip which he couldn’t do before. He wouldn’t dare do before. He pulled her in, pressing their bodies flush against each other and if they weren’t wearing their clothes it’s no question he would have slipped into her right away.
He doesn’t know where all of this confidence came from. Where this longing for her had suddenly become so loud in his head. It never happened like this when they were just spending time together. When they’d talk, hold hands, laugh and go for walks. Yet suddenly here it was, a whispering want in the back of his mind.
“I love you,” Jack is unable to help but whisper. “I love you so much.” he says before pulling his hand from her chest away to grasp at her back, pulling her in and kissing her; differently this time. It’s not an innocent sweet one. It’s deeper, it’s raw, it’s full of passion and want.
Jack moans into the kiss, wanting it to last for all eternity, but knew it couldn’t and that hurt him even more than these clothes between them. He feels her hands, pushing, feeling, wanting and he knows what she wants, he can just tell. The blue alien pulls his lips from hers, reaches down and grabs his shirt and pulls it up and off of his body, tossing it away. Here, she has a fuller view of the butterfly tattoo above his heart but also the black dragon that only just manages to peek at the top of his shoulder.
But he doesn’t stop there; he gives her a quick look of ‘I’m sorry if this is too much’ before he pulls her shirt up, and off of her, revealing her partly clothed chest since she still had her bra on. That was odd, to Jack. Wouldn’t it hurt, sleeping in that? Still, he kisses at her now exposed neck as his hands return to her body, his own hips giving a hard rock forward as he feels her warmth, and wetness, feel so close yet so far away.
His hands settle down against her rear, pulling her in again as his hips do that rock forward again.
Jack Maple 