@handsomestofthejacks ╱ ᴄɴᴛᴅ.
⌈♔⌋ To see the normally stammering double actually take initiative – and here Jack thought he’d never see the day. No matter if this surge of confidence came from being half way to wasted, drunken and stumbling, clumsily grasping as he demanded a kiss, the CEO could definitely get into it. Honestly, he wouldn’t have to lose his temper on the poor double so often if he could just get down that swagger. Thoroughly bemused, bringing a hand to the back of the other man’s head, he turned his head to roughly reciprocate the gesture, figuring he might as well reward the doppelganger’s courage.
Yeah, in hindsight maybe Tim shouldn’t have decided to try and keep pace with Jack of all people, but it had been a long week, a REALLY long week, and he’d been surprised enough when Jack pulled out the sleek bottle that Tim hadn’t said no. And Jack ... well he’d just kept pouring.
Except now the office is definitely starting to SPIN around him, a sickening blur of the usual sharp edges, and Tim sways as he stands, makes his way to the bathroom with unsteady steps and slurred out reasoning. The room is still dizzying when he returns, and his head is THROBBING, but Jack’s sitting there, looking so bemused, so ASSHOLEY that Tim just wants to ... Kiss that smug expression away. He stumbles gracefully over to Jack, half falling into his lap before he can finally get their lips to touch, a gasp bubbling up out of him as that strong hand tugs at his hair, and teeth nip a little viciously. God, it’s just ... It’s just the alcohol, but Jack’s so fucking handsome, so full of himself, and Tim’s trying to melt into him, to get more, press them together and touch every part of Jack he can reach.
❝ — Mm, kiss me ‘gain, Jackass. You taste like ... You taste GROSS bu’ kiss me. Please. ❞