Flower Child
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Flower Child
“Okay, Okay!” He laughed when Dom told him to be careful with his book, luckily having put it down after.
These days Jacob found the joys in teasing Dom in many ways more than one, perhaps visually and with the next moment he’d be doing something else. Smiling he chuckled at the other teen’s words towards him but what interested Jacob was more that Dom couldn’t keep his eyes from the brit, the SECOND time he caught him scanning him over as if fixated with his body.
“Take a picture, it lasts longer.” Winking, he said smirking while poking his index finger against Dom’s chest, taking a few steps back, Jacob pulled on his shirt and shifted a little so it sat where it should be, not uncomfortably bundled. “We should get some drinks, or ice cream.” Jacob’s own eyes lit up at the idea of ice cream, like a child walking into a candy store. Since it became so nice out, it was only right to have something to cool them off, right?
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Going cross eyed to watch his nose be booped, he blinked to adjust his vision once Dom swung his arms along his shoulders and got all up and personal. “Thanks, you’re quite dashing yourself.” He chuckled a little, he could smell the alcohol from his breath and could imagine that he’d been drinking for some time now. He was almost tempted to say ‘drinking all by yourself, and you didn’t even think of inviting me? shame.’ But he didn’t.
Humming a little, that was honestly a good question, but he knew the answer to that already. “None of the lads or lasses quite caught my interest, until you came along..” He said while he booped his nose with a little smile on his lips.
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Eyes shifted briefly, creeping over the edge to look down at the man, he saw that cart filled with hay but it worried him still about letting himself drop back first over the edge. How and why the hell did he sign himself up for this? Of course the still in training assassin didn’t but it was still a wonder as to why he decided to go along with this idea brought up by the Italian.
“So, I’m trusting you with my life, please don’t let me collide with the ground!” Jacob shouted down at him, worried a little.
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Jacob was proud to have him pinned underneath him, a cheeky grin on his lips before he took that opportunity to kiss him when he least expected it. Eyes slid shut happily once the kiss was deepened almost immediately but those fingers in his hair drew a pleased purr from him. His own hands stabilized himself, deciding to sit on his lap Jacob was positive that his round of goofing off would change a good amount of things, normally not coming to an ending like this one. But he couldn’t complain, Dom’s lips against his own, it made his freckled cheeks hot.
Jacob pulled back a little to look at him, panting a little as he wasn’t even sure if words were appropriate for such a moment other than the intoxicating feeling of kissing him.
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Paying attention to Dom and working was hard, told earlier in the day that his working for today was at a desk and that he wouldn’t leave that office he’d been nearly forced into until he was done. Luckily within the time, he was aloud to have someone with him and apparently, the mentor trusted Dominic to make sure Jacob did as he was supposed to, despite having a reputation of skipping and being rather lazy. Eyes focused down at the papers at the desk, looking up as he heard the shift of movement, about to speak before he saw and felt him slide onto his lap between his own body and the desk.
“Wha-” Cutting himself off, he certainly did NOT expect to have the other wiggling in his lap purposely against him. It wasn’t as though it was bad, it was far from it actually, though the younger of the two forgot to breath for a few seconds before letting that air from his lungs out. Letting go of the pencil he’d been tapping against the desk, he could feel the dusting of colour over his face, faint but there. Jacob found some humor in the fact the other was bored, though if this was how he was expressing his boredom, then that was something alright.
His hand moved to be placed against his lower back, slipping beneath that hoodie he was wearing that he’d claimed as his own from Jacob, he seemed to like it. “Is that so? I would have never guess.” A breath filled chuckle leaving his lips, he’d figured that he was seeking some of Jacob’s attention at times, little quips of words or sighs but the least thing he expected was him to get up and sit on his lap. He couldn’t forget about the wiggling he’d been doing, guessing that he was attempting to ignite something from the younger of them.
“And how do you suggest you can get rid of this boredom.. hm?”
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