will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Jack smiles weakly as his hands knead against her hips before pushing boldly back, and covering her rear. Her, in his opinion, quite lovely little rear. He looks up at her, his face a matching purple to her red.

“S-so you’re going to tease me and leave me?” he pouts at her, playfully, squeezing her rear gently. “T-that hardly seems fair. Then again, I, I teased you first by lowering my voice…”

Squeaks when he touches her rear, but it isn’t unwelcome, her face becoming redder. “Y-Yes…you did start it..”

Oh god she was melting against him though, hips moving against him slightly. No, she had to stop this somehow. He was still hurt. But her body wanted his..She didn’t know what to do.

But then one of his hands moves up to he top. He pushes it beneath the back of it before slowly working it around and continues to push up. This causes her shirt to slightly ride up and he doesn’t stop until his hand covers one of her breasts, contained by her bra of course.

Jack looks up at her, face truly beyond purple, as his other hand remains on her rear.

“W-well I’m. I’m going to… f-finish it when… when I think we’re both good for it. Y…. re… remember when y… when you sat on.. on my lap, a while ago…? We. We could do it that way…” god he felt like a sleaze for just suggesting it.

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“It, it is and.. it always has…” he mumbled as his hands work against her hips, drawing her closer to him easily. “But es… especially when you give me this look, this… confident, sensual, sexy look… y-you blush when you do it but it makes it even m-more sexy to me… with your hair… f-falling over your shoulders and… oh Katelynn I love you, I love everything about you… you know that, you can…”

He pauses, hesitates, as he pushes her down gently. She feels him, through his clothes.

“Y-you can feel that, can’t you?”

She gives a light, quick gasp, slipping gently onto him, hands on the bed as she shivers. Oh she can definitely feel him. “J-Jack…” she whispers, turning quite red. “W-We shouldn’t with you injured like that..”

She tries to swallow the lump in her throat.

Jack smiles weakly as his hands knead against her hips before pushing boldly back, and covering her rear. Her, in his opinion, quite lovely little rear. He looks up at her, his face a matching purple to her red.

“S-so you’re going to tease me and leave me?” he pouts at her, playfully, squeezing her rear gently. “T-that hardly seems fair. Then again, I, I teased you first by lowering my voice…”

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Thankfully he had removed his guitar by now. He stares up at her with a surprised look on his face since she’s only been this daring, this confident, once before and that was back at the cottage the day before his accident. How she had been in control of herself, blushing madly and yet still…

“…you mean besides everything?” he asks quietly, lifting his hands, and placing them onto her hips. “Honestly, Katelynn… y-you… the things you do to me? It’s insane.”

“E-Everything?” she whispered, peering into his eyes in shock. “Is that…even possible?”

She watched him softly, hands going slack against the wall as she leaned in slightly closer to him, growing weak against him. He always had such an affect on her as well. But his voice had made her especially weak in the knees.

“It, it is and.. it always has…” he mumbled as his hands work against her hips, drawing her closer to him easily. “But es… especially when you give me this look, this… confident, sensual, sexy look… y-you blush when you do it but it makes it even m-more sexy to me… with your hair… f-falling over your shoulders and… oh Katelynn I love you, I love everything about you… you know that, you can…”

He pauses, hesitates, as he pushes her down gently. She feels him, through his clothes.

“Y-you can feel that, can’t you?”

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, arching one of his brows at her. That blush to her cheeks was one he knew. One he knew quite well and he was curious just how much his words were affecting her. If she weren’t standing over there after dancing, oh dear.

She bites her bottom lip, conflicted. She loved hearing it but at the same time it was causing her to squirm in her seat. “N-No…” she whispers, still nibbling on her bottom lip. He was being so sexy right now. Perhaps…

Getting up from the floor, she got up on the bed, straddling his waist carefully, mindful of his leg. She moved her hair behind her and leaned forward, putting her hands on the wall behind him, trapping his head. “What about you…?” she whispered, her cheeks still flushed. “What…do I do that makes you…like that?”

Thankfully he had removed his guitar by now. He stares up at her with a surprised look on his face since she’s only been this daring, this confident, once before and that was back at the cottage the day before his accident. How she had been in control of herself, blushing madly and yet still…

“…you mean besides everything?” he asks quietly, lifting his hands, and placing them onto her hips. “Honestly, Katelynn… y-you… the things you do to me? It’s insane.”

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Evil? I’m not evil. I’m giving you what you want, what you like, what you love. Aren’t I?” Jack further teased, still using his voice at that tone that he now knew she liked. Maybe, once his leg was healed, he would speak this way when they made love? She may like that a lot.

Oh but he already sounded like that when they had made love, Katelynn remembers it quite well as his moans flooded her thoughts, his voice, when strained in wonderful passion it had sent shivers along her skin. She closed her eyes, allowing the memories to wash over her.

“B-But you’re doing it on purpose~” she whined softly, biting her bottom lip.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, arching one of his brows at her. That blush to her cheeks was one he knew. One he knew quite well and he was curious just how much his words were affecting her. If she weren’t standing over there after dancing, oh dear.

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

He arches his brow at her but smiled. Oh, she liked his voice, when he was singing, that much? Jack looked at the phone, and pressed the play button again. Once again his voice sung, deep, soft, a baritone, keeping the melody without use of the guitar.

“I… don’t know if I could ever call myself sexy but,” he drops his voice a bit, for her, as if he was singing. “if you really think it is, then I guess it is?”

She blinked, a shiver running down her spine at how he had dropped his voice for her, hearing him sing through her phone again. “N-Now you’re just teasing me,” she said shakily, happy that he was though. It meant he was finally feeling a little bit happier.

Smiling, she turned her eyes to him. “Evil man..”

“Evil? I’m not evil. I’m giving you what you want, what you like, what you love. Aren’t I?” Jack further teased, still using his voice at that tone that he now knew she liked. Maybe, once his leg was healed, he would speak this way when they made love? She may like that a lot.

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

He makes a face at the sound of his voice. “I really sound like that?” he asks weakly, before laughing softly. “Wow. Um… that is… really interesting.” he smiles faintly. “Yeah, wow.”

She pouted, moving her head to rest it against his hip near his crotch, an innocent gesture to her. “You don’t like it? Your voice is sexy…that deep, soft baritone…”

She shivered in remembrance despite hearing his voice now as he talked. People sounded semi different when they sang and his voice was the same way, becoming deeper and richer upon singing a note. It was like he was making love to a song. God.

He arches his brow at her but smiled. Oh, she liked his voice, when he was singing, that much? Jack looked at the phone, and pressed the play button again. Once again his voice sung, deep, soft, a baritone, keeping the melody without use of the guitar.

“I… don’t know if I could ever call myself sexy but,” he drops his voice a bit, for her, as if he was singing. “if you really think it is, then I guess it is?”

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

He blinks at the phone and begins to sing the first thing that comes to mind. ‘Daniel’, by Elton John. A song many thought just to be about a brother missing another but it was in fact a story about the Vietnam War. Not man knew that, though, thanks to a few lines being removed from the song by the censors. So sad.

Jack only sings a few lines but pulls back, having done his best to ignore the phone.

“Um is that good?”

She stops the recording and begins to play it back for him, his voice drifting from the device so deliciously, Katelynn blushes. “What do you think…?” she asks softly, in a completely curious tone on his opinion. He sounded so good like that.

He makes a face at the sound of his voice. “I really sound like that?” he asks weakly, before laughing softly. “Wow. Um… that is… really interesting.” he smiles faintly. “Yeah, wow.”