#ajacksonlust

(`totally oblivious to the whole password, though, if it helps, jackson was making it harder to read, mark opens the laptop and presses the letters.) what kind of password is that? (`he then bothers to question, yet still, most of his focus is now settled on playing with the desktop as he places the laptop on jackson’s chest as a way to keep things balanced) any last words, mandu?

(`the puppy stare made him chuckle under his breath, all too entertained with jacksons reaction) what— you got the privilege of having me, mark tuan, on top of you. thats all anyone ever needs. (`theres completely smugness in his voice, which disappear at the poke to his stomach and holding back a pout, cause he was rather ticklish, the male retorts with his own poke to the others cheek, and there was no stalling after that as mark reaches for the laptop, successfully finding it with a grin) password?

(`he keeps still for awhile, his gaze observing his roommate with a taunting smile) now, now— (`the male begins to look around and his eyes eventually drop on jackson’s bed) you said under your covers? (`it was obvious when there was a lump and mark widens his smile) now, don’t mind if i do. (`there wasn’t a second to consider as the boy leaned to his side, his arms extending to reach over to the others bed)

(`once the grips on his wrists soften, mark eyes the other in suspicion, truly not believing jackson gave in so fast but after a second of consideration, he goes for it, his back curling forward as he pounces on the other, knocking jackson backwards before settling on his waist) done. (`he then curves a cocky grin) 

(`trying to keep subtle, he makes an attempt to keep his gaze off jackson’s lips) jackson, i swear — (`there were some more light struggles as he raises his knees up) — i swear ill kick your ass. (`the threat, though, was nothing more than an empty one and he couldn’t help but scoff at the grin) let go of me and i’ll show you just how much i like to be on top. (`those words weren’t supposed to sound — as they did)

And Bambam finally admitted to the silence that surrounded him. He needed Jackson.

(`he blinked at how everything turned out to be. how his control was easily in jackson’s hands and growled, which apparently resembled nothing more than a lion cub) i should be on top of you— (`and now he’s the one thats dumbstruck, puzzled on how his hands were pinned and how his movements were restricted) one look. thats all i ask for. (`mark then whined and squirmed some move, though, the mission to see the others laptop was out of his mind because he was far too busy thinking about their current position, almost flustered by everything that was happening)

(`mark glances over his shoulder, a fake pout puckering on his lips) when did you put a password on it? (`cause mark has obviously used the others laptop a couple of times and then pouts some more at the fact it was dead) we can always recharge— (`his words turn into a squeak as he feels the others arms around him, and totally not expecting that, mark falls to the floor, making sure to drag jackson down with him, still he doesn’t stop and curves a dorky smile) is it under your bed covers?