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Jack didn’t notice anything odd happening coming from Thomas, but he did know that he liked the kiss, but he wouldn’t say anything, not wanting to get into a debate over all of this. Instead he merely beamed at the other man, hiding his feelings behind a smile and a cheeky wink. He chuckled at Thomas’s actions and shook his head. “You’re hurting my feelings!” he sad pouting as he made a little sniffling sound at that before raising an eyebrow and leaning forward slightly. “Oh really?” he asked sounding interested, which he was a bit of. “What exactly do you see then?” he asked tilting his head to the side as he chewed on his bottom lip again. “And maybe I like to watch,” he said a moment later. Two people could play at that game easily, before shrugging a shoulder. “My skin is probably cleaner than my hands because my hands touch things all the time,” he pointed out as he swallowed the small rock. “See, all happy down, you can even do a cleaning charm on my mouth if you’d like,” he offered nodding his head as he stuck his tongue out at the other man. “And why do you have a lighter?”

“I would want that actually,” he said only half joking as he fixed Thomas with an intense stare, raising an eyebrow. He was perhaps being a bit forward by now, and he really didn’t want to cause the other boy any sort of discomfort, but he couldn’t help it. Thomas looked cute like that and he liked the teasing. “I want to see your chicken legs in all their chickeny glory,” he said managing to keep a straight face as his eyes followed the line of the feather across the other man’s jaw. “You can have a week, how does that sound?” he asked tilting his head to the side slightly as he did it. “An Arabian then?” he asked even though he had no idea what sort of horse that was. All he knew was that it was a type, he didn’t really like the animals that much. They scared him a bit.

“Actually it’s Michael Jackson and it’s a muggle singer, he’s kind of creepy,” he said shaking his head as he shuddered. He didn’t mind the music, but the man always creeped him out, but his parents loved him so they had given him his name. “Jackson it is then,” he replied shrugging his shoulders. “So now instead of Thomas and Jack we’re Thom and Jackson,” he said with a chuckle, shaking his head slightly. He liked the feeling of the soft skin rubbing against his own and he smiled softly as he repeated the up and down motion before leaning down and pressing his lips at the center of Thomas’s palm in an almost kiss as he looked up before he blew a raspberry onto his palm and pulled away, blowing air onto the skin. “Just for you doll,” he said before twisting his hand and curling their fingers together once more and leaned back, stopping with the exploration for now.

“Oh I can think of lots of ways to reward you, especially if I’m allowed to be creative,” he said nodding his head as he chuckled slightly winking at Thomas with a devious smile. He made a small sound in the back of his throat and shrugged his shoulders absently. “I don’t know, mini skirt sounds appealing,” he said tapping his chin. “Or you could just steal one of the girls school uniform,” he pointed out before sighing. “Are you going to shave and wear stockings?” he asked tilting his head to the side before making a small noise. “Born to please hmm? Well now, that could be taken the wrong way if you’re not careful.”