fic snippet for you darlings
It’s Steve who finally makes the move, grasping the side of Jonathan's face with a gentle touch “Jon” he whispers his voice laced with neediness, Jonathan can feel that white hot spark in his stomach and he becomes all too aware of every single sensation, Steve's fingertips suddenly electric and buzzing. He glances up to meet Steve's hungry gaze “Steve” it comes out as more of a moan than he intends and it makes the man in front of him noticeably shiver “I want this” Steve groans, like it's caught in his throat pulling a hand through Jonathan’s overgrown hair “what do you want babe?” It's teasing and the word babe just drips off his tongue accidentally but when they land he doesn't hate the way it feels and the way it makes Steve's skin grow pink. But it's also a genuine query, Jonathan knows what he wants, what he needs. But Steve? Well as far as he was concerned until maybe thirty minutes ago Steve wouldn't want any of this. A hand grabs his wrist and thumbs over his skin softly “I, I want” he's never seen Steve look so vulnerable before, so nervous and abashed “you can tell me” Jonathan takes a deeper breath and cups at his square jaw “tell me Harrington” it's seductive in a way Jonathan wasn't sure he even knew he could muster but it seems to work because Steve’s hips jerk and he's pulling the collar of his corduroy jacket. Creating only inches of space between their faces “Kiss me” he utters, his usual confident façade having melted now that he's here. Jonathan's hands snake his shoulders as he moves to meet his blushed lips, he's not sure if he's actually breathing anymore as their stubble and soft skin collide. It's unrelenting, their hands gripping at layers of clothes as their mouths slip into a rhythm that feels so right, like they've done this a hundred times before.
