**Smut warning! Don't like, don't read.**

Chapter 12

"What?!"

King Fergus' bellowing voice echoed throughout the room, "Call it off? Have you gone mad?!" He asked, his anger twisting his brow. Queen Elinor looked up worriedly at her husband. "Please, King Fergus, I promise I intended no harm or offense by my words. If you'll just allow me to explain-"

"Explain! You… What is it? My daughter not good enough for you, boy?!"

"No! No, that's absolutely not it. Merida is a wonderfully charming young woman, it's simply that I-"

"That you what? That you don't care for her face? I know she behaves rather crudely sometimes but she is a princess. A princess your parents chose, nonetheless!"

"Please, I realize that. I truly do. However, that's not the point I'm trying to-"

"Ha! Make excuses all you want, we'll see if you're really-"

"SILENCE! Both of you!" Queen Elinor interrupted.

King Fergus quietened down immediately. Queen Elinor cleared her throat, "Now Prince Horrendous, I do believe I understand what your reasoning is… You do not feel ready to take on an entire kingdom, much less a young bride like Merida, am I correct?" She asked. Hiccup let out a breath he had been holding. "Yes, that's right. The fault does not lie with your daughter, I swear it. I'm afraid I would unintentionally neglect her, and I don't wish for that to happen. The last thing I want is for her to be hurt. After all, she doesn't like me very much to begin with. Actually marrying her would only make her distaste for me grow, and apart from that… my heart already belongs to another."

My eyes sprung wide. Hiccup refused to look my direction again, but I knew he could feel my gaze as his cheeks began to heat up. Queen Elinor chuckled. "Very well, then. The King and I will discuss this amongst ourselves. However, I do hope you'll reconsider, Prince Haddock," She said. King Fergus opened his mouth to say something else, but the queen shot him a warning glance that shut it immediately. They left the room after that, with Dour on their heels to go and prepare for what would have to be done the next day. And thus, we were left in the room alone together.

I could hear Hiccup's shaky breathing though he tried to keep it light. Standing up, I heard his breath hitch as I closed the distance between us. "I can't believe you just did that," I said. Hiccup frowned and looked down at the floor, "I know, already. It was a risky move but… but I just didn't want to let you go… and since you're the reason I don't want to get married in the first place, I thought that it would- Mmph!"

I stopped his explanation short by bringing my lips down upon his, cradling his face in my hands. He panicked for a moment, gasping lightly, but then his hands found their way to my collar as I deepened the kiss. When we broke away, our breaths were ragged and our faces ruddy. I held him in an embrace and whispered in his ear, "Do you have any idea how happy I am?" I asked him. Hiccup's voice cracked as he spoke, "I- I think I can guess…"

I planted a small kiss right below his earlobe. "Go finish your business with Dour… and when you're done, come meet me in my room," I said, my lips brushing his skin as I traced down his spine with my fingers. A surprised breath left his lips, a bright blush painting his cheeks. I gave him another heavy, needy kiss before pulling away from him and walking towards the door.

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When Jack had shut the door, I had fallen straight to my knees. What was that? My insides tingled and my breaths fell too hot on my lips. "Nnnn…" I stood up, quickly noticing the state I was already in. "…Gods damn that thief," I said to myself, using the table for support. I straightened my robes, hoping to the Gods that they would keep it hidden.

When I emerged from the room, Jack was nowhere in sight. I took a deep breath, trying to cool down. Where had Dour gone?

As if right on cue, the girls appeared. "Prince Horrendous!" "High Knight Dour is looking for you." "Oh…" "Ah, are you feeling alright, Sire?" "Your face is flushed, are you feeling feverish?" "Should we bring you something?" They prattled on, making my face grow ever redder. I pinched the bridge of my nose between my fingers. "No. No, I'm quite fine, thank you. You said Sir Dour was looking for me? Where has he gone?" I asked, trying to steer them away from my troublesome complexion.

Juiliara nodded her head to the right down a corridor, "He's in the map room… Are you sure there's nothing the matter, my Prince?" She asked. I swallowed, "No, no of course not. Well, I should be off to see Sir Dour, then. Thank you, girls," I said, turning on my heel before they could protest. Dear Gods, why did walking have to be so difficult?! Somehow, I managed to make my way to the map room without accident. Yet when I entered the room, I was short of breath, and had to lean on the table. I hoped the head knight wouldn't notice. "Ah, Prince Horrendous. I know I said I'd take my leave of you, but we really should discuss the date of the coronation before the morrow. Like I was saying earlier, this… Prince Horrendous? Are you quite alright?"

I let out a very unconvincing laugh, "Ah-ha… of course! Fit as a fiddle, I am. So, about the coronation-nnnn…" My head drooped down as I took a few more quick breaths. Jack's words were still echoing on my skin, my body recounting them endlessly. I needed to hurry. I cleared my throat and stood up straight once more, "Coronation! What do you suggest?" I asked. Dour assessed me with a raised eyebrow, "Well, I'd say it should be before the wedding… if there is even to be a wedding," he said, shooting me a disappointed look. Quite frankly, at that moment I couldn't have cared less if he'd had stared at me with a jester's grin, I simply wanted out of that room, and into another.

"Yes, good! Though I do hope to cancel it. So, now that we've got that covered, I think I shall retire-"

"Prince Horrendous! What has come over you? Are you ill?"

I groaned in annoyance. "No, Dour. Let it suffice to say I've had a rather long night!" I told him, turning and exciting the room while Sir Dour tried to call me back. I did not care. Not one little bit.

I rushed down the hall, remembering the path to Jack's room in my mind. I took a different route, one that would be less likely to have nobles and assistants running about and getting anxious. I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. I finally reached Jack's door and gave it a knock. Instantly the door flung open and I was pulled inside. Jack's lips crashed into mine with a greediness I hadn't thought possible. "Mmm…Nn. J- Jack…"

His lips kissed over my entire face. "You took too long, Hiccup," He growled in my ear. I felt the words travel through me like fire. I brought my hands to the sides of his face, "I'm sorry… so hurry…"

Another growl escaped his lips as his hands found their way around my waist, feeling their way lower until I felt as if his hands had travelled over every inch of me. My body remembered each touch, leaving an aching burn behind. As he pulled my tunic off, we fumbled to the bed. I fell upon the soft mattress, throwing the tunic aside before gripping Jack's collar to bring his lips down to mine once more. His hands gripped my hair, tugging as he raised my chin higher. I moaned as his lips travelled lower down my neck and chest. His tongue traced patterns all over my heated skin. He nipped at my navel, teasing me there. "Jack, don't…" I said, pulling back on his hair. He looked up at me with a smirk, "Why? You're feeling good, aren't you, Your Highness?"

My head rolled back into the duvet. "Don't be so cruel…" I whimpered. Jack didn't listen. He pushed my legs apart and my eyes closed tight. There was a shifting on the bed as his voice came from above me. "You'd best keep your eyes open for this part, Horrendous." His voice called. I opened an eye cautiously to see Jack pulling his tunic over his head, revealing the finely sculpted man beneath. He leaned down to put his hands on either side of my face. "Help me with the lower part?" He asked against my lips. His breaths mixed with mine as I let my hands explore him. I started from his shoulders, bringing them around his chest to his chiseled torso. I slipped my fingers underneath the waistband of his trousers, hooking them into the sturdy fabric there. Jack hummed in pleasure as I slipped them lower on his hips. "All the way, love, or you won't get any…" He whispered, looking me straight in the eye. I bit my lip, moving my hands lower until I was forced to sit up.

With a little courage, I managed to slip my hands out of his trousers and push him backwards onto the bed. Jack looked surprised at first, but then sent me a sly smile. My hands felt their way back up his torso as I kissed him again. I brought one hand lower, pulling his waistband down further. Then I trailed soft kisses down his chest, to his hips, where I bit at the waistband there. I looked back up at him to find a gaze that could only be described as ravenous. I swallowed a little, trembling as I pulled his trousers the rest of the way off.

As I sat back up, Jack beckoned me over with a wave of his finger. I crawled back towards him, my hands on the side of his torso. "Good job." He said, his own hand slipping past the waistband of my own trousers. "Mmm…" I whined, letting my head rest on his chest. His free hand trailed lightly up and down my side, tickling me there. The suddenly the tender hands were gone, and I was flipped onto my back once more. Jack leaned above me, one of his hands pinning both of my wrists above my head. The other hand teased lower, tracing over my collar bones and hip bones. Jack planted light kisses over my chest, "Your skin is so lovely," he breathed against it, "Tell me it will be only mine," he said, his free hand reaching up to caress my face. I pulled my head up close enough to kiss him on the cheek. "Only yours, I promise you…"

Jack smiled down at me, "These have been on for much too long," he said, all but ripping my trousers off. With both of us completely bare, I pulled my arms up around his neck, "You're right."

Jack leaned forward, rubbing his arousal into my own. "Aah! -Nnn…" I moaned, my grip around his neck pulling him in tighter. Jack blew in my ear, causing a sweet shiver to course down my spine. As he continued to grind his hips into mine, it was all I could do to keep my voice down. With my hand, I tried to cover up the source of the embarrassing sounds leaving my lips, but Jack wouldn't have it. "I want to hear you," he said. "B- but what- Mm! -what if someone else can hear us…?" I asked. Jack kissed the back of my hand, "Doesn't matter. Let them. They'll know better than to disturb us." He said, giving me a mocking grin before grinding into me once more. "Haa! Mm… Ja-… ahk?!"

Jack slid two fingers into my mouth, playing with my tongue. "If you can make me feel good from here, I'll give you what you want," Jack said. My eyes widened as the digits moved around inside my mouth. "Nnn…"

Giving in, I sucked diligently on his fingers, swirling my tongue around them, licking, and sometimes taking them deeper. All the while, Jack watched me. I felt my cheeks heat up even further under his gaze and tried to look away. Then the fingers were gone. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," Jack commanded. I instantly complied, and Jack's mouth met mine again. "Nn… Mmm?"

The unfamiliar feeling of something probing at my entrance shocked me. "Shh…" Jack said, "If I don't get you ready first, it's going to hurt," he told me. I squirmed as one of the fingers entered me, swirling around inside. I pulled myself tighter to him, unsure of how to deal with the new feeling. It was odd, yet not painful, but still-

"A-aaahH!" I cried out, tears forming in the corners of my eyes as I looked up at Jack, "W-what was…? It's strange…" Jack looked down at me with a smile, "It's not 'strange'. It feels good, doesn't it?" he asked, and with those words, he flicked his fingers back up into the same spot as before, causing me to bend on the sheets in the delicious sensation. Wait… when had it become fingers? There had only been one… "I think you're ready now," Jack said. I looked up at him through my pleasure-filled confusion, "What do you mean?" I asked, disappointed by the disappearance of his fingers. Suddenly I felt him there. My eyes went wide, "There's no way! It's too-" Jack brought a finger to my lips, "Trust me, Hiccup. Now breathe," he said. I took a large breath in, and before I could exhale, he was inside. "Ahhn! Mmph…!"I screamed, unable to hold my voice back any longer.

Jack met my forehead with a kiss, "Nnn! Haa… you feel so good inside, Hic." He told me. I tried to keep my breath from running away with me, bringing my hands around Jack's back. "Mmm…"

Without warning, Jack pulled out a little ways before pushing back into me, slowly. I gasped, the pads of my fingers digging into his back. "Hnn! Don't squeeze around me so tight… relax," he said, running a hand through my hair. I took deep breaths, and they'd hitch every once in a while as he let me get used to him.

"Horrendous… are you alright?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I nodded, "I'm fine…" Jack leaned back, bringing one of my knees up to rest on his shoulder. He kissed me there, using his other hand to grab my hip. "Is it fine to move?" He asked. I squeezed the blankets in my hands. Taking one more deep breath I answered him, "Yes…"

Jack gave me another small kiss on my knee before pulling out again. I braced myself as he thrust back inside, but I wasn't prepared for the extreme wave of pleasure that washed over me. "Hnnn!" I groaned, tightening my hold on the blankets. This time, there were no breaks in between, only continuous motion, and each time he hit that spot, my vision went blurry and I couldn't think straight. Jack's hold on my waist hardened as his movements became faster. I rolled my hips up to meet his as my hands dug deeper into the mattress. I clawed at the soft linen, my whole body tensing. "Ahh… Hiccup…" Jack groaned, his movements becoming more eager. My toes curled as I felt myself coming closer to the edge of ecstasy. "J- Jack! Mm!" I could tell he was getting close too as moans poured forth from both of our mouths.

"Hic- Ahh… I can't…" He said, biting lightly at my knee. "Nmm! Me neither…" I told him, reaching up to pull his neck down once more. My member rubbed teasingly against his stomach, the added stimulation making my mind go numb. "Jack… please…" I begged. Jack growled into my ear, "Come for me, Horrendous."

I climaxed hard as his member pressed deep into me, Jack releasing himself only a few seconds later. As we rode them out, Jack's hand found its way into mine. He removed himself and I felt a warm substance slip out with him. Jack collapsed on top of me, catching his breath. I moved the hand that wasn't clasped in his to run through his soft white hair. "Hic, that was…" he said, trying to think of a word for it.

I chuckled, "It was, wasn't it?"

Jack planted a few gentle kisses along my jawline, "It was indeed," he said, before his lips finally found mine once more. This kiss was softer, sweeter than the ones before it. Jack laid his head down on my chest as I played with his fingers at our side. "Oh, and Hiccup?"

"Hmm?"

"Happy Birthday."

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Compared to the bliss of the night before, the dawn was like hell. I had meant to wake up in the arms of my lover after a nice long rest to find him smiling up at me gently, then we'd talk for a little while before we'd sneak him out of my room… or something like that.

But no.

I woke up to the squeals of four frantic handmaids as they all came scrambling into my room. "Sir Frost!" "Oh, you need to get up!" "It's Prince Hiccup, he can't be found anywhere!" "Perhaps he's run away?!" "He never returned to his room last night…"

I sprang up in bed and, out of pure drowsy habit, so did Hiccup.

"…Prince Horrendous?!" Juiliara asked, her eyes wide with surprise. Then I remembered that we were both rather scantily clothed. Hiccup seemed to choke on air for a moment, unable to deal with the situation at hand. "A-ah… girls. Good morning…" he said, raking his mind for some kind of excuse, even though it was quite obvious what we had been up to. I could tell by the girls' small smiles and light blushes that they wouldn't believe anything Hiccup said anyway. Time for a different approach.

"Good morning, m'ladies," I said, sliding off the bed as I wrapped the sheet around my bare lower half. Holding the material in one hand, I crossed of to the other side of the room. They all looked at each other with excited glances. I placed a hand on Elizabell's shoulder, "Now girls. I know what this appears to be, and truth be told, you're right. But you see, It'd be a great inconvenience to his highness if you were to say anything to anyone. All of you wish for his happiness, yes?" I asked, to which they nodded profusely. I smiled my very best lady-killer smile, "Ah, I knew I could rely on all of you. His most loyal, trustworthy, marvelous maids would never betray him. You're all just as precious as the finest gold. You'll keep it a secret then, won't you? Just between us?" I asked, placing a finger on my lips.

The girls practically melted. They all nodded once more, all of them promising that they wouldn't, never ever. I gave them each a gentle smile, "Thank you, I can see why Horrendous speaks of you all so fondly. So, if you don't mind, we'll be needing to get dressed. Ah! That means a change of clothes will be in order for Prince Horrendous… and make sure no one sees you," I told them. Their blushes deepened just a shade, "Oh! Of course," "Yes, yes!" "Please excuse us, then, Sir Frost, Your Highness…" they said as they curtsied and exited the room, giggling once the door had been shut.

I turned around to face Hiccup, who looked as if he'd just had a heart attack. "T-t-they k-know…"he muttered, his eyes still frozen open in fright. I quickly crossed over to the bedside, pulling him into my lap. "It's fine, I promise you. They won't tell anyone," I said, gently stroking his hair. "Are you sure? What if they do? What if you're banished? Or worse, sentenced to death?!" he asked, clutching me closer to him. I shushed him, "Hiccup you're forgetting something," I told him. He looked back up at me, still panicked. "You're the King. They can't behead me, nor can they banish me if it is against your will." I reminded him. He calmed down a bit after that, beginning to breathe again. "You're right…"

The girls came back a few minutes later with a change of clothes they'd smuggled through the hallways successfully without being seen. Hiccup had dressed in some of my underclothes so he wouldn't be found completely bare in front of them again.

When they left, we dressed, and Hiccup decided it was best for him to take his leave before others came looking for either of us. So much for my blissful morning-after. I chuckled, walking to the window to greet the morning air. It was a nice morning, good for a ride. Had we ended up eloping the night before, we'd have picked a good time to do it.

I exited my room, walking down the corridor to the dining hall. It was rather empty, considering the large number of nobles that would spend that morning in "mourning" for their dead king. I was surprised to see Hiccup already there, standing near the edge of a tapestry as he heatedly conversed with Dour. I walked up to them, pretending not to notice how a slight blush had crawled up Hiccup's cheeks upon my arrival.

"I still think it's a very risky move to make, Your Highness. If the King and Queen take offense at your rejection, we could possibly lose one of our strongest allies, or even worse, end up going to war with them! Honestly… I believed you to have more good sense than this," Dour vented, his cheeks angrily puffed out. Hiccup's lips pressed into a tight line, "I have the good sense to tell them the truth and to save a girl from infinite unhappiness at my side. Is that really such a bad thing to do?!" He asked, to which Dour replied, "When it comes to the sake of the kingdom, yes, it is!"

I interrupted their argument, suggesting that things would perhaps seem better after a hot meal. They both grudgingly obliged and moved to the table, not a word further said between them. Dour and I sat in our usual seats, yet Hiccup stood a while a small length away from the table. He looked troubled. I was about to say something when he shook his head. He crossed to the end of the long table, to his father's chair. The movement didn't go unnoticed by Dour, yet the head knight didn't say anything. I gave him a questioning glance. Dour leaned over and whispered, "His father did the exact same thing."

Hiccup lightly touched the chair, still debating whether or not it would be alright. The light chatter from the nobles around us had gone still. Hiccup seemed overly aware of that fact. Finally, I could stand it no longer. "You'll starve if you don't sit down, Your Highness," I said, my voice gentle. He looked at me, trying to read my face. Finally, he took a small breath, pulled out the chair, and sat down.

After breakfast, we all retreated into the room of maps, where Hiccup and Dour began discussing how they would go about dealing with the multiple wars going on at the time. We were interrupted by a knock on the door. Princess Merida entered the room first, followed by her mother and father. Merida looked fidgety and impatient, something I couldn't interpret as a good or a bad sign. "Well go on! I want to know if you've decided to make me marry Prince Fish-Bones over there or not," Merida said, throwing an angry hand in Hiccup's direction. To my surprise, Hiccup merely laughed under his breath.

Queen Elinor sent Merida a look of warning as King Fergus stepped forward to deliver our fate.

"Well, after much discussion last night, we still believe that it is in the best interest of both of our kingdoms that you marry."

Hiccup's face dropped as he sent me a frantic glance. Princess Merida threw something. "What?! What do you mean 'it's in the best interest'?! It's obviously more favorable to Berk for us to stay unwed if their King says so himself! Besides, it was a deal you made with the previous King and Queen, who are already dead! It no longer concerns-"

"Hush!" King Fergus commanded. "Allow me to finish!" he continued, clearing his throat.

"Yes, it would be best if the marriage were to take place… but something you said last night had us considering if it was worth it… worth the unhappiness of our daughter… and we could not allow that to happen." Here he paused, taking the hand of his queen.

"Therefore tonight, let there be an announcement that the wedding is to be called off."

Princess Merida's jaw dropped along with the rest of ours, "Really?!" she squealed, her eyes bright and sparkling. I looked over at Hiccup, who gave me huge grin. I sent him one back, winking while Dour wasn't looking. The King and Queen said a few more words, but I was no longer listening. As soon as they had said their pardons and exited the room, Hiccup faced Dour.

"I think you know that I won't be able to pay attention properly for a while after that. I need to spend some energy… Sir Frost? Might you accompany me for a short ride?" Hiccup asked, eliciting an exasperated groan from the head knight. I smiled down at him, "Of course, my Prince. I said, motioning towards the door. Once we had escaped Dour's heavy gaze, we hurried along the servant passages towards the door nearest the stables. Riding atop Toothless and Stormfly, we headed deep into the woods bordering the castle. When we were sure we wouldn't be seen, we jumped down from our horses.

Hiccup leaped into my arms, "I'm not getting married! I'm. Not. Getting. Married! I don't have to get married!" He shrieked, grinning from ear to ear. I kissed the tip of his nose. "I know. Dear Gods I know…"I said, placing my forehead atop his as I spun him around. Hiccup reached up to hold my face in his hands. "Only yours." He said. I wrapped my arms around his waist,

"All mine."

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The next few days passed rather quickly. Between the never-ending planning and the funeral, I didn't get to see Hiccup much during the day, but each night I'd sneak up to his balcony. Despite the dark shadow of the king's death, the days seemed to pass happily.

And so I found myself in a church. A place I'd only ever used for the advantage of sanctuary beforehand. I watched as Hiccup traversed the center aisle in his best finery, furs, and gold. He held his head high as he approached the priest. He was different from the boy I'd met that autumn day on horseback. I noticed how his face was no longer a façade, but a clear shield, revealing the emotions and strength underneath it. As the priest began speaking in hymns and words I'd never understood, Hiccup calmly repeated after him, his voice falling like velvet settling over the congregation. After a particularly long speech from the priest, Hiccup turned around, holding the scepter in his hand as he repeated the words. Another phrase came from the priest, ending in "King Horrendous Haddock III!" The room took one collective breath before chanting all together,

"Long live King Horrendous!"

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I chuckled, remembering Jack's face at my coronation after he'd forgotten to say "long live" with the others.

"What are you smiling about over there?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow. I lifted a hand to play with a lock of his hair, "Oh, nothing. Just remembering days past," I told him. Jack's brow furrowed, "Don't tell me you're laughing about the bloody chicken again," he said.

I laughed, but shook my head. "No… I was thinking about that ridiculous face you pulled at my coronation, actually," I told him. Jack groaned, "Ugh. I thought we had agreed to never speak of it again!" he said. I patted his shoulder, "Alright, alright…"

The garden swing creaked as the spring sunshine poured down in reds and yellows across the horizon. The rosebuds gave off the familiar scent of a youth filled with fond memories. After becoming King, I'd put my sweet-talking tongue to good use on the warfront. I'd talked the kingdom out of most of the existing wars, and with Dour's help and expertise, we had won all of the others and the kingdom had grown exponentially. Berk had entered a time of peace and prosperity for all, and the castle reflected that. I had let most of the assistants take their freedom if they wished for it, though very few did. Some of them would be put in charge of the newest addition to the castle. Even Dour had retired to go live out his days richly in the countryside. He deserved it.

"Horrendous… do you know what word came to my mind the very first time I saw you?" He asked me. I tilted my head, "No… what was it?" I answered. "Radiant," he replied. I shook my head, "Really, now, you're too silly sometimes-"

"Father! Father look!" a familiar voice called as its owner darted through the garden towards us. I smiled down at the young boy. "What is it?" I asked, ruffling his lazy brown hair. He produced a small wooden carving of a dragon in his hand. I took it, admiring its funny snout. "It's very good! Has Aster been teaching you again?" I asked. He bobbed his head up and down excitedly, "Yupp!" he said as I handed the figurine to Jack. "Huh! Nice work, my Prince." He complimented, patting his knee. Jamie jumped into Jack's lap as he began to spout off the day's adventures. He had learned a new riding trick on his favorite horse and his tutor had scolded him for "losing" his penmanship journal.

He prattled on for a while longer before Isanna appeared around the corner. "Young Prince, it's time for your bath," She informed him. Jamie wrinkled up his nose, "Father, do I have to?" he asked, giving me puppy dog eyes (which I swore he'd learned from Jack). I pulled him from Jack's lap and stood him upright on the ground again. "Cleanliness is next to godliness. Now don't go giving Isanna a fit and make sure you stay in your bed once you're in it," I told him. He pouted, but reached up to hug me around my neck. "Good-night, Father. Good-night, High Knight Frost!" he said before scurrying off to Isanna's side.

Alone once again in the dim light of the evening, I leaned into Jack's side. He wrapped his arm around me, protecting me from the chilling air. "He's growing again," Jack said, his hand slipping into mine. "He is, isn't he?" I mused. Jack gave me a small peck on my cheek. I turned to face him, "You've got a piece of straw stuck in your hair," I told him, reaching a hand up to pluck it out. I twisted my fingers into the soft white locks, playing with them. Jack raised an eyebrow, "Is it just really stuck in there?" he asked. I shook my head,

"No… I got that out a while ago."

Jack smiled down at me as he took my face in his hands, and kissed me gently...

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