[The problem was that Jack was conflicted. They had done this song and dance before with the pollen, and it wasn't something that he could forget. There were times he could distinctly remember the feel and taste of Gabe's lips, the feel of the older man's body stretching and curving against his own. It was an attraction and a love they had admitted to under the pollen.
This was more primal, what with the way Gabe was kissing him. It was a show, a rekindling of those old feelings that usually danced around. His problem was he wasn't certain if Gabe was under the influence of something... he knew he wasn't, which made this more difficult on him.
But he didn't push the older man away either. He might be shifting and dodging a bit of Gabe's lips, but his fingers were curling in Gabe's shirt, refusing to let him go.]
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Date: 2019-12-14 12:54 am (UTC)This was more primal, what with the way Gabe was kissing him. It was a show, a rekindling of those old feelings that usually danced around. His problem was he wasn't certain if Gabe was under the influence of something... he knew he wasn't, which made this more difficult on him.
But he didn't push the older man away either. He might be shifting and dodging a bit of Gabe's lips, but his fingers were curling in Gabe's shirt, refusing to let him go.]
Gabe... are you alright?