mama's boy (archive-locked)
hughescest (jackluke) | dead dove: mommy kink, emeto, intox
“Nice mommy,” Luke mumbles, the words sticking together, sugary. He’s looking at Jack with something that resembles awe. “Good mommy. Good to me.” A smile twitches at the corner of Jack's lips, but he doesn’t laugh. He wonders who Luke thinks he’s looking at: Jack, or some hazy memory of Ellen? "Mommy," Luke says again quietly, and his eyes are pleading this time. Needy. He fidgets, uncomfortable, keeps taking these little abortive half-glances between his legs. “What’s wrong, Lukey?” Jack asks, leaning forward to push his hair off his clammy forehead. “You getting hard again? Did it make you hard to suck me off?” He watches Luke’s eyes, the way they say, yes.
