He hopes he isn’t doing too much too fast, but he just couldn’t help himself. Finding himself in her bed, her hands against his very sensitive neck, her body pressing against his and the memories of New Years swarming in his mind he just had to kiss her. It was hurting him not to.
The blue man shudders as he feels her breasts press against him like that, the hand at her face loosens and begins to drag itself down, his finger tips trailing against her neck and collar bone until the base of his hand just touches one of her breasts.
Jack breaks the kiss, having to breathe, but also… just to see her reaction. If it was too much, he’d pull away.
She’s looking at him, panting slightly, looking into his eyes and feeling the same familiar feelings growing from her stomach and spreading out like ribbons around her body, warming and exciting her. She takes a slight intake of breath when his hand brushes across her breast, her eyes closing for a moment, her hands trailing down his neck and over his arms to rest against his hips, wishing to touch his skin.
“I…” she whispers, unsure of what to say in this situation, “Jack..your touch just seems to..make me feel so hot..”
And she blushes, turning her face to the side.
“…y-you make me feel hot too…” Jack admitted as he slowly guided his hand over her breast now, closing his hand over it, feeling her gently. But his other hand soon leaves her back, so he was now touching chest with both of his hands; but his eyes were on her face, not at what his hands were doing.
“I just, I just want to know how I can make you happy… like this… I love seeing you smile and, and when your face tints pink like it is now and… and all of that…” his legs brush against hers again, locking through them, pulling them in.
When her body brushes against his again, now, she can feel his excitement protruding against his pajama bottoms. He’s doing his best to ignore it.
Jack Maple 