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Ļ” for a kiss that lets you know I love you.
Theyāve been arguing for minutes when Jasper suddenly cuts John off with a firm kiss and Jasper never bloody kisses John first and thatās enough to catch John completely off guard.Ā
Itās been all manner of back and forth lately. Whole lot of tension and arguing and bitterness. Jasperās bloody nuts,Ā ācourse - he always is - but what theyāre up against is entirely likely to rip his insides from his body if he even comes close.Ā
Thatās the catch, though; Johnās not likely to fare a whole lot better, but heās the one who doesnāt have a lot to live for and the one whoās able to talk himself out of most anything he comes across.
Jasperās not that guy. Jasperās more traditional magic. Spells, weapons. But the odds arenāt looking great against this kind of demon even with Jasperās admittedly impressive arsenal.
Jasperās still kissing him, a little insistently, now, and John slowly opens up to it and kisses him back, unsure of what he wants to say with this. Then Jasperās pulling him in by the back of the neck and guiding the kiss more - deepens it, softens it.
John feels something shift in his chest when the tenderness starts to come through.Ā
His bloody plan - Jasperās plan - is to be bait. To have John do a summoning with a bind to force a new entity to open a portal to push the other one back through, while Jasper throws shrouds at the demon to keep him from knowing and loads them with triggers to let John pull him through.Ā
But Jasperās entirely likely to die once the jig is up.Ā
On the other hand, so will John, if the whole thing goes to hell.Ā
And maybe thatās what Jasperās getting at in the kiss.Ā
Heās stroking his fingers through the hair at the base of Johnās neck. Kisses him with a myriad of unspoken words.
John feels absolutely pathetic for feeling a little weak in the face of that. But Jasperās always found a way to command attention, hasnāt he?
When Jasper draws back, he looks John in the eyes, and John looks back with that feeling behind his ribs replaced by something hollow.
Jasper says,Ā āweāre doing this, John. Thereās no other way.ā
John sighs, runs a hand through his hair, and looks away.Ā āAlright, then. Whereās that bloody grimoire of yours?āĀ