[He's surprised him, Jack sees it in his face, and normally he'd delight in that. Right not it just leaves him with uncertainty and a tension pulled tight between them. He reaches down to take the nug while the fox returns to the other's shoulder, but Jack never once breaks eye contact. It had started out as a game, a continuation of the one that he assumed Johnny was playing with him. But he'd wanted to do it too, for no other reason than wanting to feel the warmth of his skin. A glutton for punishment. He knows Johnny's preferences, harbors neither illusions nor desires to seduce a man who's straight.
But suddenly he's wondering if it isn't so black and white. Johnny likes attention from all sides, that much Jack is sure of. What if. It's a dangerous thought, especially when he's spent the better part of the day running from demons who've tempted him with less. He can still feel his skin against his fingertips, the warmth and smoothness, imprinted across every sense that Jack possesses.]
Can you?
[Jack smirks and takes a few steps in retreat. He hooks a hand in the front of his own shirt and pulls it up to his collarbone. His skin is like marble, but guess what? Military training and an image that had to be maintained for so long have left him with a torso that he's not one bit ashamed of. Jack sticks his tongue out at him, grinning even wider.]
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But suddenly he's wondering if it isn't so black and white. Johnny likes attention from all sides, that much Jack is sure of. What if. It's a dangerous thought, especially when he's spent the better part of the day running from demons who've tempted him with less. He can still feel his skin against his fingertips, the warmth and smoothness, imprinted across every sense that Jack possesses.]
Can you?
[Jack smirks and takes a few steps in retreat. He hooks a hand in the front of his own shirt and pulls it up to his collarbone. His skin is like marble, but guess what? Military training and an image that had to be maintained for so long have left him with a torso that he's not one bit ashamed of. Jack sticks his tongue out at him, grinning even wider.]