[It had been enjoyable enough at the lack of resistance. The lack of complete shock coupled with hesitance as Jack responded and even made those noises Zelos really enjoyed hearing, but this-- that nip, the icy grip on his arm and the way he presses himself closer. It's enough to cause Zelos' breath to hitch as a shiver shoots down his spine. Damn... this is seriously happening?
There's a noise of his own. A quiet hum on the border of something like a moan, but he's not really focusing on it as his fingers curl more into Jack's hair and his free hand moves to settle at his waist, holding him close against him. ...Those eyes are too much.
He's completely attached. Normally that's a rule enough to not get involved, but here he is-- and would it really be the worst decision he's made in his life? He'd already decided on this. To take this leap of sorts. And so the strange new pangs of worry like what if someone comes in and sees them, or what will people think of this if word gets out, or how will this work and what does Jack think about this-- They're all so present in his mind that he's not sure his face has ever heated so much. Or maybe it's the cold comparison against Jack?
Whatever it is, it feels nice, and none of his worries are enough to break him from this just yet. There's just another drawn in breath to make up for lost air and then a daring swipe of his tongue across Jack's lips, asking and pressing forward with all he has.
Shit, he's so completely into this, so completely caught up by all of this. Where's his usual composition? The cool demeanor and the mindset to know exactly what to do next and the confidence that it would work just right-- it was left with nervousness in its place. But the reassurance Jack had offered, at least, was enough to keep him going. And maybe that was all that mattered right now.]
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There's a noise of his own. A quiet hum on the border of something like a moan, but he's not really focusing on it as his fingers curl more into Jack's hair and his free hand moves to settle at his waist, holding him close against him. ...Those eyes are too much.
He's completely attached. Normally that's a rule enough to not get involved, but here he is-- and would it really be the worst decision he's made in his life? He'd already decided on this. To take this leap of sorts. And so the strange new pangs of worry like what if someone comes in and sees them, or what will people think of this if word gets out, or how will this work and what does Jack think about this-- They're all so present in his mind that he's not sure his face has ever heated so much. Or maybe it's the cold comparison against Jack?
Whatever it is, it feels nice, and none of his worries are enough to break him from this just yet. There's just another drawn in breath to make up for lost air and then a daring swipe of his tongue across Jack's lips, asking and pressing forward with all he has.
Shit, he's so completely into this, so completely caught up by all of this. Where's his usual composition? The cool demeanor and the mindset to know exactly what to do next and the confidence that it would work just right-- it was left with nervousness in its place. But the reassurance Jack had offered, at least, was enough to keep him going. And maybe that was all that mattered right now.]