[Just laying there and soaking in the feelings of it all after the fact was great. He didn't want to move, didn't want to think, didn't want to deal with anything that came after this just yet. But as time went on, this nagging feeling in the corner of his mind kept growing sharper and sharper until it was something of a panicked worry.
He had gotten so attached. It wasn't like him at all, and he didn't know how to handle it. Jack could hate him for this, or maybe the rest of the ship will find out and there'll be an explosion there, or-- god there are so many ways this could go wrong, and what if he's still not ready to be himself and be open like this, and--
His heart is pretty much racing at this point, even if he hasn't moved, but it's Jack's motions that cut off his panicked train of thought. Just a simple turn into him, a cool laugh and a kiss...
At that, his heart flips, and he really feels like a different kind of guy. ...How embarrassing.
But the only thing that had shown on his face was brief surprise, not that it mattered with their positions anyhow. It was just his heart that might give him away, and after activity like that, well. ...He's not going to worry about it. Jack's still here, for some reason. He might still not understand it-- the hows or whys or anything like that-- but he went after what he wanted like the guy said and...
Somehow this wasn't seeming so bad.
Curling his arm more completely around Jack, he brings it up to lace fingers through Jack's hair, holding him close and making it more of a full hug as he rests his face against the other guy's. His soft exhale is maybe a little shaky, but. This is okay. Maybe things can be okay.]
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He had gotten so attached. It wasn't like him at all, and he didn't know how to handle it. Jack could hate him for this, or maybe the rest of the ship will find out and there'll be an explosion there, or-- god there are so many ways this could go wrong, and what if he's still not ready to be himself and be open like this, and--
His heart is pretty much racing at this point, even if he hasn't moved, but it's Jack's motions that cut off his panicked train of thought. Just a simple turn into him, a cool laugh and a kiss...
At that, his heart flips, and he really feels like a different kind of guy. ...How embarrassing.
But the only thing that had shown on his face was brief surprise, not that it mattered with their positions anyhow. It was just his heart that might give him away, and after activity like that, well. ...He's not going to worry about it. Jack's still here, for some reason. He might still not understand it-- the hows or whys or anything like that-- but he went after what he wanted like the guy said and...
Somehow this wasn't seeming so bad.
Curling his arm more completely around Jack, he brings it up to lace fingers through Jack's hair, holding him close and making it more of a full hug as he rests his face against the other guy's. His soft exhale is maybe a little shaky, but. This is okay. Maybe things can be okay.]