#vongsense

                          he  nods  sagely,    calm   eyes  fixed  on  the   f o r m   of  his  mother.     he’s  been  silent  thus  far,    letting  the  woman  RANT  as  she  needed,    waiting  for  the  eye  of  the  storm.      when  it  appears  she’s  reached  completion,    he  pauses  for  a  moment,  not  wanting  to  take  ONE  parent’s  side  over  the  other,    yet  still  wanting  to  be  of  assistance  to  her.      a  MOTHER’S  BOY  at  heart,    he  cannot  simply  sit  and  let  her  s t e w  for  much  longer.          ‘  but  it’s  worth  it,    isn’t  it  ?   ‘          a  simple  question,    CAREFULLY  considered.          ‘  i  mean,    you  still  love  dad,    right  ?      want  to  be  WITH  him  ?      with  us  ?   ‘

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                 It’s bizarre how B L O O D tastes when it’s coming off of the lips                 of another. The way his lips fit to the other’s is also something he                 wasn’t expecting, but he can’t help as one hand comes up to cup                 his face, pressing in for a harder kiss.

                 Pulling back he feels his chest heaving up and down in small pants                 but there’s a grin as he then turns his attention back to the gun he                 was reloading.

                          “We’re going to talk about this later, but for now come on.”

                 Jordan should be asleep right now, but he can’t be bothered, not                 when he’s attempting to balance a life walking on the edge of the                 supernatural and a normal life as a deputy. He should be asleep in                 the king size bed that rests not even twenty feet from him, but he                 can’t despite the exhaust that is clear in the bags under his eyes,                 despite the fact that he hasn’t slept well in months.

                        He can’t sleep because he just doesn’t have the time to.

                 That’s when he feels lips on the back of his neck and the hands                 that graze over his shoulders. Looking back over his shoulder he                 ghosts his lips over the younger’s and lets out a small sound.

                            “Come to bed with me?”

                 There’s a small laugh and he gets up slowly but surely as he goes                 to bed, crawling in and wrapping around the warmth that is Anakin.

                  Anger. That’s what Jordan SHOULD be feeling as he takes in the                  state of the other, but the blood across his cheek and the bruise                  blossoming from under his eye? He can’t help but feel anything                  but mad. Swallowing around the lump that forms in his throat he                  shakes his head a little and walks over to him, bringing a hand up                  to cup his unblemished cheek and he shakes his head, leaning                  down to kiss him, the metallic taste spreading over his lips. His                  next move is silent as he steps away taking his hand and settling                  him on the couch, encouraging him quietly to heal with the Force.

                  Celebration lingers on his tongue and it charges his energy as he                  charges across the parking lot - seeing the sight of Anakin Solo is                  a good thing and he takes his face and kisses him eagerly and a                  bit too happily. He knows the other will have bruised lips and he                  hardly cares because that’s not what matters right now. What’s                  important and what’s matter is that he’s a l i v e. So kissing him                  and taking his face and feeling the other take his hand and press                  his thumbs into his palm as they kiss is all they need right now.

                  It’s cold and it’s empty in a world without Anakin, even if they’re                  just apart for now. there are moments where he really wishes the                  other didn’t have to leave, or even that he himself had to leave.                  Either way showing up at the airport and seeing the PURPLE that                  is definitely Anakin’s color lights him up. Either way he waits and                  then breaks into a run before grabbing Anakin and kissing him                  eagerly.

im pretty sure the yuuzhan vong did that for you.

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nope. bc you wouldn’t kiss me.

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tahiri kisses wookies pass it on

are you telling me you’re a wookie?

jacen kisses wookies pass it on