“Surrendering feels so very good, doesn’t it?” with Jacques and Jackie? 👀! (So predictable, I know)
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Jacques asked as he stroked Jackie’s hair. He wore a grin on his face as he studied Jackie’s features, almost in love with the way Jackie had given up all control when presented with the option.
There was no response, of course. Jackie was so deeply under his control and Jacques had zero intention of letting him up for air, ever. It didn’t stop him from talking, even if he was talking to a brick wall. “Surrendering feels so very good to you,” he continued, watching as Jackie’s eyelids flickered faintly at that.
He giggled. “I’m sure it does. I’m glad you finally see I’m not the bad guy. We finally get the friendship I’ve always wanted, and you finally get the rest you crave.” Jacques was aware he was babbling now, but he couldn’t help the excitement he felt.
The one person who would fight him the most was here, curled up in his lap and sound asleep. With a soft coo, Jacques continued to sweep fingers through Jackie’s hair, brushing it out of his face. “Sleep well, my treasure. You’ll always be here.”