When Love Takes You In
Author's Notes: This is a shorter chapter. There had been a whole second half to this chapter, but I wrote it when I was drunk and didn't like it at all. Plus… I think this section works well by itself… Since it's kinda a big changing point for Jack again. Hope ya'll like it… we're starting to get down to the end of the story here. I'm in the middle of writing chapter sixteen and I think it might be the last chapter. I'm saddened by this… it's like when you have a baby and then it leaves you and goes to college. I feel like my baby's all grown up and leaving me.
But fear not! I have ideas for a sequel… maybe a whole series. I've started taking notes in my notebook on other big storylines to use in the future in this BBM-verse. But before I even start writing the sequels, I have all these other plot bunnies running rampant in my head. I think they are short stories, so I will write a couple of those first.
On with the chapter!
Chapter Thirteen
"You were right." Jack said. He and Ennis were laying in bed together.
"Hmm… 'bout what?"
"About everything. When you said it wasn't right that we had to hide. About me turnin' bitter. I was scared… still am. Hell, I ain't no sissy… but what happened in Texas scared me shitless."
Ennis listened to Jack, not wanting to interrupt. They'd never really talked much on what happened to Jack even though it affected their lives painfully so. Ennis never pushed the topic, figuring Jack wouldn't want to be reminded and that he'd talk when he was ready to.
"But tonight… with Francine and everything. Well, the girl needs someone to look to for an example and I'm thinking she'll be looking over in our direction when she can."
"I tell you… when you and Francine came outta that house… I was scared. But then when she told me about… about her relations with this girl. Jack, I gotta tell ya, I just about squeezed tears outta my eyes right there. I just hate to think of her maybe havin' to go through all the pain… the shame… all that stuff we did."
"She doesn't have to repeat our mistakes, Ennis. She'll have us to show her now that there's no shame in it. So we can't keep this hidin'. She's gotta know that it ain't wrong, the way she feels for this other girl."
Ennis rolled onto his side and propped himself up on an elbow, "Ya mean that?"
"Yeah, I do. There'll always be a Ned or a Jake or… or even a Bobby Twist." His breathing hitched a little as he used his son's name in that context. "… Fuck 'em. It's our life, not theirs. And… all the other people I was scared of findin' out… your family… well, turned out I had no reason for fearing them. Not all people will come at ya with a tire iron." Jack looked at Ennis, "I think we'll make it okay over in Wisconsin."
"I love you right now… more'n I got words to say." Ennis whispered.
"Feelin's mutual."
Ennis leaned in and kissed Jack light and chaste on the lips. It was meant to be a small kiss before bed, but he found himself moving back for a second and a third time, unable to make himself pull away from Jack. He kicked the blanket off of both of them and pushed himself up to sit naked, straddling Jack's bare legs. Facing Jack, he brought his hands up to the man's head and ran his fingers through Jack's hair. Jack tried to lean forward to deepen the intimacy, but Ennis held him back.
"Ennis?"
"I want to look at you… see you're really here with me." Ennis mumbled, seeming embarrassed by his sentimentality. Jack furrowed his brown and Ennis ran a thumb down the line in the middle of Jack's forehead when he did. He took a moment to touch and commit to memory every little detail. He ran his fingers over every wrinkle in Jack's race, remembering when they were younger without any lines and marveling at Jack's beauty even as they had aged.
Ennis's hands eventually made their way to the raised, pink scars. Jack flinched, not out of pain but out of his own disdain for the new skin on his face and body, but he held still and didn't move away from the warm touch. Ennis slowly caressed the new tissue, finding it beautiful now that it was part of Jack. He kissed his own fingers and laid them over Jack's lips before working his way down to Jack's neck and to his chest.
He carefully examined every line and curve to Jack's chest and ran his hands down the line of salt and peppered hair that ran down the middle of his stomach. It was like a map to lead Ennis straight down, but he veered from the path, reaching around to jack's love handles. Oh how Ennis did love those. He grasped Jack's sides and gently pushed Jack down to a lying position.
Then he laid down beside him with his head on Jack's chest, listening to his heartbeat and holding onto him as if his life depended on never letting go of Jack. He ran his hands all over Jack's chest and sides, nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck, taking in the musky scent of Jack.
Jack held Ennis and kissed him on the head, burying his nose in Ennis's gray-blonde hair. He took charge and rolled over, pushing Ennis onto his back and pressed down on top of him, bodies intertwined. He grinded against Ennis, getting both of them hard and he grabbed Ennis's dick and stroked it to it's fullness.
"I want- I need you in me," he whispered. Ennis didn't hesitate one moment, seeing in Jack's eyes that this time was real. He grabbed the Vaseline container and got up on his knees. Jack laid down on his bad, putting his legs up over Ennis's shoulders.
Ennis prepared himself and then slowly entered Jack's relaxed hold with a grunt of pleasure. He took a moment to savor the feeling of being one with Jack again before he began his steady, rhythmic movements.
"Love you, Jack," he murmured, watching Jack's face as he thrusted.
Jack reached for his own dick and started pumping with each thrust that Ennis gave. He never tore his eyes away from Ennis's. They were locked on each other and lost in the other.
Jack waited for the expected feat that usually bubbled up once he and Ennis got this far, but it never came. It it's place as warmth, a calming love that he knew would never leave him. The knowledge of that love overwhelmed any doubts or fears that had been left from Texas.
Their silent love making lasted as long as each one could make it. With a loud moan, Ennis exploded inside of Jack and Jack, in turn, reached his climax and came, splashing off his and Ennis's stomachs.
Before falling to the bed, Ennis grabbed the top sheet and wiped them both off. He tossed it off to the side of the room and laid down, putting his head on Jack's chest sleepily. His fingers made lazy circles over Jack's stomach as he smiled a lazy smile. Jack looked down at him.
"Love you, Ennis."
"Merry Christmas, Jack."
End chapter
