Into The Woods

[gris_bug_man]

Gil isn't quite certain when Jack led him away from the rest of the party. The overall mood had turned considerably more intense as children were taken inside the bar to sleep.

The bonfire still burns brightly, the warmth is felt for many yards.

Standing within the shelter of the trees, he can make out Jack's face by its light.

He is beautiful.

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[jack_inthegreen]

Jack touches Gil's face, smiling quietly.

"What?"

[gris_bug_man]

"You're beautiful."

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack is still smiling and he pulls Gil to him to gently kiss him. "I'm glad I please you." He strokes Gil's face, fingertips tracing forehead and cheekbone and jaw. "You please me too."

[gris_bug_man]

His hands find their way into Jack's hair. Silky, soft, smooth. Feeling the unexpected strength in Jack's embrace gives him a surprising thrill.

With him, he doesn't have to be strong. And that is not seen as weak.

It is only natural to kiss him again.

[jack_inthegreen]

He had been asked once, long ago, why he preferred the company of mortals over other gods. He had rambled a bit about the proper mode of worship and so on, but the truth was much more simple: mortals understand passion in a way most gods never will.

A fire lit inside a mortal burns furious and bright. Jack feels it in Gil, that is is new and wonderous to him, and his own desire is only fed by Gil's eagerness. Each kiss is like discovering a new country.

[gris_bug_man]

Their first time had been both wonderful and terrifying for Gil.

No terror stalks this night.

Time passes and he finds they are laying entwined on the forest floor, hands roaming without hurry.

[jack_inthegreen]

Skin is a marvel. Lips a miracle. Tongues and fingertips and palms write tales of wonder.

The plane of a ribcage, the flat of a belly, the strong lean length of thigh.

[gris_bug_man]

His fingers curl instinctively around the hot length that presses into his hip.

He strokes.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack shivers, lips against Gil's neck and hips bucking.

[gris_bug_man]

He blindly seeks Jack's mouth, moaning softly.

His hands keep moving.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack's breath is rapid, his hands moving over and around and between, his tongue soft against Gil's lips.

[gris_bug_man]

He had had the foresight earlier, to bring supplies out here.

He reaches out beside them and hands Jack a small bottle.

"I want you," he breathes.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack kisses him, full of longing. "You have me. For as long as you wish."

There is no fumbling in his preparations, only knowing hands and gentle fingers.

[gris_bug_man]

"And you have me," he moans, head falling back.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack's body propels forward, driving hard into the center of him. "Gil, Gil," Jack whispers between kisses.

[ooc: Sorry! We were trying to set up a network. Failed, alas.]

[gris_bug_man]

[ooc: No worries--had to go eat, myself. Sorry to hear that didn't work though.]

He can't speak, he can barely breathe. Feeling someone deep within himself, the burn, the slight pleasure-dressed pain.

And the hot sparks flying beneath his eyelids. "Jack," he moans, eyes opening.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack is smiling, eyes dark with hunger and love. His hand cups Gil's head.

[gris_bug_man]

"I love you," he breathes, a hand covering Jack's.

[jack_inthegreen]

He kisses between Gil's eyebrows, the tip of his nose, his lips, whispering, "I love you," with each kiss.

[gris_bug_man]

It is the third kiss that pushes him over.

He cannot think and once again he can barely breathe. All he can do is feel.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack follows him with a gasp and shudder, spilling into Gil and collapsing onto him.

Even gods experience the little death.

[gris_bug_man]

"I think I like the woods," Gil pants when he is able to catch some of his breath.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack starts laughing. It's a joyous and happy sound.

"I'm very fond of them, yes." He looks at Gil, smiling tenderly.

[gris_bug_man]

He laughs as well, feeling perfectly happy.

[jack_inthegreen]

"Are you okay?" Jack says quietly. He touches Gil's chest.

[gris_bug_man]

"I'm fine," he says, meaning it. When he wakes up in the morning, he'll probably have a different answer.

He really should think about taking up yoga.

[jack_inthegreen]

"I'd like to stay out all night. Will you stay with me?"

[gris_bug_man]

"Of course I will." He nods to his side. "I brought out blankets and such earlier."

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack reaches across Gil to pull a blanket over them. He kisses Gil sweetly.

[gris_bug_man]

He kisses back with a content murmur and closes his eyes.

[ooc: Wrap? :)]

[jack_inthegreen]

[ooc: works for me. Will you put an adult content warning in the post?]

[gris_bug_man]

[ooc: Sure thing. Thanks!]

[jack_inthegreen]

[ooc: :D]