Of this knew she oh so well, seeing how he had waited for her while she tried her best to break free of the spell, fighting her evil self every moment of every day so she could return to him. Smiling, she stepped forward to cuddle her body against his, forgetting she was naked.
But perhaps that was a good thing to kick start things.
Reaching up, she planted a hungry kiss on his lips, breathing through her nose since her mouth was too busy. Her fingers laxed and allowed the towel to slowly slip off, revealing her skin to him though she was too busy concentrating on other things to notice.
As soon as her body was against his, Jack’s arms were around her, holding her close. Oh god, she was just as warm as he remembered, and he let out a happy sound somewhere between a whine and a moan as she kissed him. He barely noticed it when the towel fell away – all of his focus was on Katelynn herself.
He returned the kiss, softly at first, but then harder and more hungrily as his eagerness took over. His tongue traced along her lips, remembering the feel and taste of her. It was hard to breathe, but he didn’t have the presence of mind to slow down, not when all he wanted to do was hold her and never let go.
It sparked and woke up something inside of her like the moment Belle kissed the Beast-turned-prince for the first time almost as if sparkles were swirling around them and joining them closer together. Her lips glided along his easily enough, humming in happiness and wishing she could get even closer to him.
But her fingers were already traveling under his shirt to spider around the skin of his stomach, feeling the hair around his bellybutton and tracing up to his chest. He was so soft and warm and she wanted nothing more than to feel that skin pressed even more against hers.
Breaking the kiss just enough to where she could talk but still feel his lips against hers, she panted and stared up at him with eyes clouded over. “…D-Do you want to join me..?” she dared ask, thighs rubbing together.
Jack hadn’t given much thought to going beyond simply kissing her. In the weeks since Katelynn had left, in his misery and loneliness, his libido had dwindled to almost nothing. Thinking about love and sex made him think of her, so he’d pushed those thoughts away – with his bleak mood, it had been easy.
But now that she was back, he could feel desire surging up inside him, like sap pulsing through a tree and bringing it back to life after winter. He groaned against her lips as she slid her hand under his shirt, and his skin trembled under her touch. When her thighs rubbed against his, he had to resist the urge to nudge his hips against her.
“Y-yes.” He was embarrassed at how whimpery his voice sounded. “Oh god, yes.” He leaned in and kissed her neck, whispering against her skin, “I’ve missed you so much, Katelynn."
Jack Maple 