"Hey." Jack turned to face the man he loved and watched that delightful show with a smile. He then leaned in to kiss him deeply to get a little taste himself. "I love it when you make a mess of me. I love all those things you did after, too... Your cheek against my leg, the way you kissed my knee. The way you tasted me."

He laid his hand on Thomas' chest, playing with the hairs there. The moment was so peaceful and perfect.