Duplicity IC Inbox [ un: jbenjamin ]

[cicatrize]

you've reached jack benjamin. clearly, I have better things to do.

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[ex_serum683]

❰ hey, look at that, you give jack some freedom and he turns into a moderately tolerable human being. steve nods in appreciation at jack's phone, and even smiles a little when he calls him old. ❱

You're the one who fucked a 95 year-old.

❰ what is worse, jackathan, to be old or to be turned on by the old? think about it.

and with that, steve crooks his finger under jack's chin, tilting jack's head up and his own head down to kiss him. it's a soft, lingering kiss, more permission than anything else, and there's one more peck as he pulls back before steve steps back and gestures down the alley. go on, you little monster, get your drink on. just please don't get alcohol poisoning or an std. ❱

[cicatrize]

[ jack's mid-eyeroll when steve tips his chin up, and while there's a fraction of a second's hesitation, remembering he's angry at the singular unit that is steve-and-bucky, but his will is a weak thing right now. and steve's lips are so, so soft and inviting.

it's over too quickly, and jack murmurs against his lips before they part: ]

Oral isn't fucking, you're still a virgin.

[ and now he is free to frolic in debauchery and horrible decisions, as he does best. he will use protection, he will text his mother every morning. with a mock salute, jack pushes off the way, and saunters his way down the alley, off he goes, into the wild blue slutty yonder.

and, for good measure: whistling the Kill Bill tune. ]