“Then there’s no better way to experiment, is there?” Jack asked as he let her touch his chest, enjoying the feel of her hands and was so damn grateful he worked out how to make that material work. He shudders a moment before leaning over and kissing her softly but not for long.
Jack pulls away and begins to work his jeans off, having to roll off of her to do so. Shoes, too. His slippers were still on, silly things.
She watched him, leaning up a little off the bed and feeling her skin stay warm despite not touching the bed. His love warmed her, the remnants of his touches keeping her warm and not allowing her powers to activate.
Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took, her fingers reaching up to caress along his cheek gently as her lips wished for his back on hers. Her body felt the gravitational pull to his body, wishing for a connection.
“I-I guess we will..I’ll try my best..” she whispered to him, looking up into his eyes again.
“Hmm. That’s all I’ve ever asked.” Jack replies quietly, and as soon as his jeans and slippers are off, leaving him in only his black underwear, he rolls so he settles a hand against her stomach gently. “I’m so glad I thought of all this… normally these sorts of things never come to me…”
He’s meaning the bed, of course, and their gloves. But then he reaches for one of her own, gently grasping its wrist. “…Katelynn, could I ask something… of you I normally wouldn’t?”
Jack Maple 