The Path.15

Drabble: 1100 Words
Genre: Canon { getting close now to A/U }
Pairing: Ennis and Jack; Ennis' POV
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A/N: Ennis is no longer torn about him and Jack. He's goin slow but in the right direction.

I'm terrified about what this means. My arms and my chest are leading the way. They need to be in there. Well, all a me is in agreement. We need to be in that tent with Jack.

This is me, Ennis Del Mar. Wide awake. Walkin toward a future that scares the piss outa me, but one that I'm goin to try for anyway.

I remove my hat and carry it in front of me, I'll beg him to let me in if I need to. Never needed nothin as much as I need to be with Jack. I kneel at the open flaps.

He sees me; he sits up, reaches for me. I sit just inside the tent by his feet. I do not know what to do or how to do it. I trust that he will lead me to the place I need to be.

Helpfully, he takes my hat and sets it aside. He takes hold of my face like he did before, in the tent. I really like how he does that. Feels like he's laying claim to me; like he wants me to be his. I want that too. So much.

He pulls on me gently, our faces close. I want to taste his mouth, we're working to connect. Not sure this feels natural 'n all but it feels just right.

At last I touch his soft lips, move to the best angle and slide in close. This is heaven. Kissing Jack is like going to heaven and never wanting to leave. But we have to breathe and I have so much to tell him.

"I'm sorry"

"It's allright, t'sallright."

He cups my face, he knows how sorry I am and how much I want to do right by him. I can't believe this. He's the one been feelin bad, yet he comforts me, holds me tight against his chest and holds my face. In this moment I know what it feels like to really come home. . . to be welcomed home.

He hugs me to him as he lays back, we're side by side sorta, and he's kissing my forehead, I'm rubbing all over his chest, touching his skin is like magic. Just like the first night, his skin lights me up. As I lay there, I am incomplete. I want him on top of me, want to feel his warmth and his weight on me. I begin to roll to my back, tugging a little bit. He knows what I need, what I want.

Now flat on my back I rub my hands on his arms as he raises up and places his entire length on mine. Jesus Fuckin God in heaven . . . never felt anything like this, never expected . . . we're both still clothed down there, but the feel of him sends me outa my mind. My cock is full and dancin for joy , feelin his full and dancin alongside.

My body has the length and weight of him now, and that is just right, but my mouth needs his warm, wet mouth. He kisses my forehead, my eyebrow, my ear, but I'm ravenous, I raise my head to kiss him more. . . cannot separate our lips or I'm seekin his heat again. This kissin business . . why did no one ever tell me about kissin? I've needed this for weeks. I've needed him for weeks. Oh Jack!

Everything feels so good I don't know what to do first, but I think I need more of his bare skin. That's it. So while he's up there kissin my face all over, I reach between us and try to open his fly. Can't. No space for my hand to maneuver.

Ever helpful, Jack raises his body up off me, giving me room to undo his pants and belt buckle. "Good idea" he smiles at me. "Now you" he continues.

I start to unbuckle my belt and he says "let me". We undress each other, kissing every part we can reach, running our hands lovingly over the other.

There is not much light left; the fire had lighted our earlier efforts to touch and to kiss, but it is dying down now. Jack says, "I want to see you" and in a second, he has lit the lantern and set it right outside the tent flap to prevent it getting kicked over and setting us on fire. It is enough. Yes, we are so familiar with each other, that this hint of light adds all the illumination we need.

Naked. We're both naked. I pull him on top of me again. I don't know why, but I need him here on me. Waited so long for this without knowing what I was waiting for. As skin hits skin we thrill to the shared warmth, and instinctively we begin to grind against each other. I'm still raisin up, kissin his mouth like it's a life-preserver. . . and that is just what it is.

He reaches his hand between us and takes hold of my cock, raising up just enough to circle his hand around it. His touch brings on a miracle. Without much in the way of warning, I am shootin up between us, both our chests gettin anointed. I am out of my mind with this new sensation, comin with Jack, comin with him instead of comin while thinkin on him. All I can say is "Jack, oh Jack!"

He smiles and nuzzles my face.

I reach down between us and find him, full, firm and ready. Just a few light touches, and he's shootin too, we are gliding in come. . . glorious joint come. I expect Jack to never run out of words, but he only hollers "Ah Ennis, Ennis!" as he comes.

Again I think, how beautiful is this man. I cannot ever say that, a course. He wouldn't like or understand how that word fits him, bein a bull rider 'n all.

There's so much gladness in my heart this night; it well may burst.

We do not sleep till dawn. The night holds many mysteries, and one is that I finally speak my heart to this man. With my words and my actions, I let him know that he never need worry where I stand again. Because that's one a the things he told me. . . how he thought I cared for him, but when I denied it, or didn't show it, he worried a lot, and felt so alone. Don't want Jack to ever feel alone again.

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