He saw a shadow at the entrance of the cave and leant up on his elbows, trying to get a closer look. As he did so, the shadow moved closer and Jack saw that it was Boone, looking a little awkward.
"Hey," Boone said with a little smile.
"Hey," Jack replied. "You okay?"
Boone nodded. "Yeah. You said you didn't mind me being in your cave."
Jack shook his head, a little confused as to what was actually going on if he was honest. "I don't," he said.
Boone sat down on the floor, keeping a fair distance from Jack. Jack looked at him and then sat up fully.
"Did you walk here on your own?" Jack asked.
"Yeah," Boone replied.
"It's the middle of the night, Boone, I'm not sure that's such a good idea," Jack told him.
Boone gave him a look. "I'm not a little kid, Jack, I can take care of myself."
"The pilot wasn't a kid either," Jack pointed out. "Neither was Scott."
"Wasn't that Steve?" Boone asked.
Jack thought about it. "I'm not sure," he admitted. He shook his head a little. "That's not the point, no one should be out there on their own, I don't care if you're a master hunter."
Boone looked down. "Okay, I'm sorry."
Jack felt bad. He didn't want to be an authority figure with Boone. In fact, given the age difference, it was a little freaky if Jack was acting as an authority figure to him.
"So what is it that made you brave the night jungle to come all the way here?" Jack asked.
Boone shrugged. "Shannon went to talk to Sayid," he said. "Fix things up or something. I didn't really want to be around when she got through cos I'd end up in some girly gossip session. It's happened before."
Jack couldn't help but smile. "Kind of glad I'm an only child in that case."
"I wish I was an only child," Boone said.
"I don't think you really mean that, Boone," Jack stated.
"I think I do," Boone asserted.
"So that's the only reason you came here?" Jack asked. Boone shrugged. "It's really okay if it's not," Jack told him. "I just wondered. Because if it's just the Shannon thing then it seems a little extreme."
"You clearly don't know Shannon," Boone stated.
"No, I guess I don't," Jack admitted. He looked over at Boone. "So you just gonna sit all the way over there?"
Boone smiled at him and got up, moving to sit next to Jack. "I don't think anyone saw me come in here," he told him.
"Boone, we've been through this, I don't care if they did," Jack stressed.
"Yeah, okay, you did say that," Boone admitted.
"So, you wanna talk about something?" Jack asked.
Boone looked at Jack a little cloudily. "Not really," he replied.
Jack smiled at him. "So you wanna make out instead?" he asked.
Boone pretended to consider it for a moment. "Yeah, okay, I guess I got some time," he replied.
Jack leaned forward and kissed Boone on the lips, getting instant reciprocation. They started out with tender little kisses but it didn't take them long to get heated up and soon hands came into the mix, pulling each other closer, wanting to eradicate any space between them.
Jack leaned Boone back and fell on top of him, finding himself between Boone's thighs which wasn't what he was planning on doing but it just kind of happened and Jack found himself rather comfortable so he was happy to go with it. He pulled away slightly to check Boone's reaction but Boone didn't open his eyes, just pulled Jack back down towards him, so Jack guessed he was pretty comfortable too. But he knew comfortable wasn't really the word, it was a need and a want that felt kind of raw but Jack didn't like that word because it made it feel less special and less loving and it was both of those things, but it was want and need just the same.
So Jack gave an experimental little thrust, just to see what it would feel like. And he found it felt pretty amazing so he did it again but this time Boone met his thrust with one of his own and Jack swore he saw stars.
They found themselves getting into a rhythm and Jack found that he had to stop kissing Boone to concentrate on what he was doing and also so that he remembered to breath because that was seriously becoming a problem right now. So he moved against Boone and he leaned in close and he kissed him whenever he had enough focus, and not always on the mouth, just whatever flesh was near his lips of that time, but he couldn't really see a whole lot, and not because of the dark.
Jack tried to stay quiet but the friction and the closeness and those little sighs and almost-moans that Boone was making were so amazing that he couldn't even put his mind into gear enough to tell his body anything. In his own ears he was being loud but he figured he couldn't possibly be making that much noise. He hoped he wasn't, everyone in the camp would be able to hear him if that were true. Which would be rather embarrassing. But right now Jack didn't care if they all came in here and watched him, he so wasn't stopping.
Boone slid his arms to Jack's hips and pulled him closer, willing him to go faster. Jack was more than happy to oblige and as Boone licked a trail across his jaw and sucked his earlobe into his mouth he felt himself going over the edge and he couldn't stop it if he'd tried. But he didn't try, he just went with it, and he hoped that Boone was there with him. Judging by the noises and movements that Boone made beneath him, Jack guessed that he was.
Jack turned to jelly and let his head fall onto Boone's shoulder, letting out a breath he didn't realise he'd been holding. He felt Boone smile against his ear and wrap his arms around him, tracing little circles on the small of his back, which was just too nice for words.
When some of the muscle use returned to Jack's body he rolled off Boone and laid on his side, pulling Boone with him so they were facing each other. They both smiled and then Jack leaned in for a kiss, sloppy and sweet. He pulled away and looked at Boone.
"You're okay with that, right?" he asked.
Boone just smiled at him. "I am so okay with that, Jack."
Jack smiled at him. "Okay, good," he said. "I just didn't want to cross a line."
"I don't think you could cross a line," Boone said. "I don't think there are any lines."
"I didn't think you could have that much fun with your clothes on," Jack stated. "Beats hanging out with Shannon, right?" Boone looked troubled and dodged eye-contact with him. "What? Are you worried about Shannon? I'm sure she's fine. Sayid's probably with her."
"I'm not worried about Shannon," Boone told him.
"So what's wrong?" Jack asked.
Boone looked back at Jack but the eye-contact seemed a little uncomfortable. "Okay, I have to tell you something."
Jack looked at him more seriously, concern creeping up on him. "What?"
"About me and Shannon," Boone said.
"What about you and Shannon?"
"Well, it's just, in Sydney..." Boone trailed off and looked down again.
Jack put a hand under his chin and angled his face back upwards. He gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "What happened in Sydney?"
"Shannon and I had sex," Boone rushed out, looking anxious.
Jack, well, didn't do anything. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't even form a facial expression. "Shannon? You had sex with Shannon? Your sister?"
"Oh, well, she's not my sister, not really, she's my stepsister," Boone explained.
Okay, Jack suddenly felt like he could breath again. "Stepsister," he repeated blindly, and all of a sudden things started to fit into place and he realised that that actually made a lot of sense.
"Yeah, sorry, I probably should have said that bit first," Boone said.
Jack nodded. "Yeah, would have saved me the coronary," he said, finding himself laughing a little at Boone's typically heavy handed conversation stylings.
Boone smiled at him. "I guess I'm just used to it, I figure people know."
"Well, I might need a little back story every once in a while so bear that in mind," Jack told him.
Boone nodded. "It was a one time thing," he said. "It's not gonna happen again. It was a mistake. It was circumstances. It was a lot of stuff that doesn't even matter now. I just wanted you to know and I wanted you to hear it from me."
"Thank you," Jack said. "I appreciate that, Boone. But you never have to tell me anything you don't want to tell me."
"I know that," Boone replied. "But if I'm weird with her, that's why. I guess our relationship's kind of messed up with it all. I thought I was in love with her for a really long time."
"You don't think so anymore?" Jack asked.
Boone shook his head. "I'm not in love with her, I know I'm not. I think I just wanted to be. I thought it would solve all my problems."
"What problems do you have to solve?" Jack asked. Boone looked at him for a while, seeming to think. "I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that," Jack said.
Boone sighed. "They're not like psycho problems or anything. You don't have to worry."
"I'm not worried," Jack told him.
Boone looked at him and seemed to accept this, giving him a grateful little smile.
"So, do you like my cave?" Jack asked.
Boone glanced around from where he was. "It's nice," he said. "Maybe better than the beach."
"Well, think of tonight as a trial run then, see if you like the place," Jack suggested.
Boone looked at him. "You mean I can stay tonight?"
Jack smiled. "Well I'm hardly gonna throw you out," he stated. "And I want you to stay," he added for the sake of clarity, something Boone tended to lack on occasion.
"I'd like to stay too," Boone said.
Jack smiled at him and they shifted into a comfortable position, leaning against each other and closing their eyes.