Frozen ~ Part 2
Pairing: Jack/Ennis
Genre: AU!
Author: cornflake2912
Warnings: hot, I hope ;)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Annie Proulx. I'm not earning any money from this and am writing just for fun.
Feedback: I'd appreciate it.
Authors' Notes: I'd like to thank bmshirts for her help. Without her this piece wouldn't be possible. Hugs to you.
A late Christmas piece. Hope you enjoy.
Part 1 ~ http://cornflake2912.livejournal.com/99390.html#cutid1
Frozen ~ Part 2
Embracing tightly, the two men rested on the comfortable sofa, listening to the silence and the beating of their hearts. Jack leaned his jaw on Ennis' shoulder, while Ennis pressed his cheek against Jack's face.
When they finally broke away from each other, they looked straight into the other one's eyes, which reflected in this moment their painful past, and which allowed an insight into their partner's soul.
“Last year I celebrated Christmas with Mr. Scotch…,” Jack smiled softly and intertwined his fingers with Ennis'.
“Hm.”
“Never thought of sitting here in a year, with you, in front of a huge Christmas tree, at our own ranch.”
Jack's face shimmered with happiness, as he played dreamily with Ennis' thumb.
“Hm,” Ennis answered, and watched Jack's loving game. “Not a real ranch yet.”
“We're working on it, aren't we? I'm sure that we'll soon have better times.”
Ennis bit on his lower lip, tearing with his teeth at a tiny piece of skin.
Jack got up to light the fireplace. He leaned his hands toward the hot flames to warm up his fingers.
Ennis reached for the blanket, which always lay on the sofa, wrapping it around his shoulders.
He watched Jack sitting in front of the crackling fire, his body throwing shadows on the living room floor.
“Last year I spent Christmas with my girls.”
“I know.”
Ennis plucked at the blanket's fringe and removed a imaginary bit of fluff.
“I told you to invite them to come over here…,” Jack continued.
Ennis interrupted him harshly. “Jack, we've discussed this already.”
“I know, I'm sorry.”
Jack let himself lie down on the floor, turning to Ennis. “I just thought it'd be nice if our families…well...” he sighed.
Ennis shook his head, staring at the blanket. Jack crawled over to the sofa, ran his hand down Ennis' leg to touch his ankle and glide beneath his pyjama pants, stroking his friends' soft hair.
Jack had achieved what he had always dreamed of. A real home, a ranch (at least a kind of) together with Ennis. Sometimes he couldn't believe it himself and expected every morning to wake up knowing that it was just a sweet dream. But when he reached next to himself, feeling Ennis' warm body and being welcomed by a grumpy “Will ya lemme sleep!” he knew that everything was true.
Jack had the sweet life he had always hoped for, although it was stuck with a lot of problems. The worst thing wasn't even that the business on the ranch wasn't doing well and the calf operation didn't run as like Ennis and Jack wished for.
He didn't bother also that they were hard up on money and had to watch every penny, after they'd spent L.D.'s pay-off to purchase the property. The thing that worried Jack the most was that Ennis agreed all right to move with Jack, but had clear rules and limits.
So they had to look for almost two months to find a proper place which appealed to Ennis and was over 25 miles away from the next town. Running groceries and errands would be done exclusively by Ennis, and even once a month to fill up the pantry; and living hidden at their place.
He also went to fairs selling the cattle, leaving Jack behind at the ranch to take care of the animals, and maintenance of their house and the barns. Each of them had their tasks and Ennis the certainty that nobody could ever harm Jack.
Often Jack lay awake in the night, thinking about their situation. Of course he hated it. He hated having to hide and live a life behind a wall of fears. But he never complained or tried to change Ennis' mind. Jack accepted the way he was, and he gave him the freedom he needed.
“Don't you want to unwrap your present?” Jack asked, and climbed on the sofa.
“Don't need nothing.”
Jack smiled when he noticed Ennis curiously gaze at the present. “Come on, open it,” he urged and put it into Ennis' lap.
“It's nothing special, I thought you could use it and… well… open it!”
Jack leaned his shoulder against Ennis, watching his friends' fingers releasing the red cord and removing the paper to find a small box beneath it.
“Did you wrap it?”
“Yep.”
Ennis grinned, letting the red loop fall to the floor. He opened the box, holding up a new pair of leather riding gloves.
“Jack…,” he said, amazed, feeling the soft cloth. “That's too expensive, I told you that I don't want you to…”
Jack put his index finger on Ennis' lips and stopped his protest with a gentle kiss.
“You need a new pair, Ennis. Your old ones are completely worn out. I want your hands to stay soft and slinky.” Jack grinned devilishly, and nudged him carefully with an elbow in his side.
Ennis murmured something unintelligible which ended as usual with a “…fucking Twist.” He folded the gloves neatly and placed them on the table in front of the sofa.
A little bit hopefully, Jack watched Ennis, whose face blushed. Jack knew that Ennis didn't have a present for him. But he didn't mind. At least Jack was perfectly happy with him and absolutely reasonable.
“Jack, I…”
“Don't worry, Ennis. We talked about not giving ourselves presents and I didn't want you to…”
“Jack…”
“It's no problem Ennis, I swear. I didn't expect you to…”
“Jack. Shut the fuck up.”
“Huh?”
“I do have a present for you.”
Jack's eyes widened. “You do…?”
Ennis nodded and laid the blanket aside. “I do.”
“Where is it?”
Curiously, like a little boy, Jack's eyes look around the room, but he didn't find anything.
“It's right here,” Ennis said, and took Jack's hand in his own.
“Where? I don’t see it?”
“Wait a second.”
With his mouth wide open, Jack watches Ennis dropping his pyjama pants and sitting naked in front of him. The light of the fire gave his skin a bronze shimmer.
“Ennis, what…?”
“You may.”
Jack lifted one brow and frowned.
“I may?” he repeated, not knowing what his friend meant.
Ennis squeezed Jack's hand and didn't say anything further. He hoped that Jack would figure it out on his own, saving him from more embarrassment. It was already hard enough for him as it was.
Jack cleared his throat, and kissed Ennis on his cheek.
“Ennis,” he whispered softly. “I don't know what you mean. I.....what?“
Ennis didn't answer. He tore at Jack's pants, helping him to undress. He then lay himself down on the sofa, guided Jack between his legs, and bent his knees.
”Does it hurt?“ he breathed, screwing his eyes shut as if in fear.
Jack, who had finally understood, was unable to move; speechless for the very first time in his life. He stared at Ennis' butt, which was held out toward him, presenting it to him.
“Jack…?” Ennis opened his eyes again, blinking.
“Ennis, I don't know what to say.”
“Never believed I'd ever hear you say that.” He laughed quietly and pulled Jack down for a kiss.
He felt the hard nipples of his lover, pressing against his skin, while their tongues were dancing wildly.
”Do it!“ Ennis murmured, passion in his voice, and nodded to Jack.
“But be careful, please. Do it better than I did the first time…”
He turned his head, his shame pushed aside, his face caught by Jack's palm lying on his cheek.
“It only hurt in the first few minutes,” Jack explained, looking for the lube they used to keep in the table next to the sofa. “If you relax, it'll only be a little painful.”
Ennis closed his eyes again and nodded.
“Ennis, you don't have to. I know that you're not liking to be…”
Ennis opened his eyes wide, and faced Jack firmly.
“Twist,” he hissed. “Will you please fuck me, otherwise I'll nail you on the floor so hard that you won't be able to walk for three days!”
Jack nodded quickly and opened the lube with shivering hands. He rubbed it on his dick and also onto Ennis' virgin hole.
“Ready?”
“Hmmm.”
Jack gave Ennis a loving and tender kiss, before kneeling himself closer between Ennis' legs, positioning his penis in front of Ennis' opening.
“Merry Christmas…,“ Ennis managed to mumble when he felt Jack gliding into him very gently, laying his hand on Ennis' bare chest.
“Oh my God!”
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Genre: AU!
Author: cornflake2912
Warnings: hot, I hope ;)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Annie Proulx. I'm not earning any money from this and am writing just for fun.
Feedback: I'd appreciate it.
Authors' Notes: I'd like to thank bmshirts for her help. Without her this piece wouldn't be possible. Hugs to you.
A late Christmas piece. Hope you enjoy.
Part 1 ~ http://cornflake2912.livejournal.com/99390.html#cutid1
Frozen ~ Part 2
Embracing tightly, the two men rested on the comfortable sofa, listening to the silence and the beating of their hearts. Jack leaned his jaw on Ennis' shoulder, while Ennis pressed his cheek against Jack's face.
When they finally broke away from each other, they looked straight into the other one's eyes, which reflected in this moment their painful past, and which allowed an insight into their partner's soul.
“Last year I celebrated Christmas with Mr. Scotch…,” Jack smiled softly and intertwined his fingers with Ennis'.
“Hm.”
“Never thought of sitting here in a year, with you, in front of a huge Christmas tree, at our own ranch.”
Jack's face shimmered with happiness, as he played dreamily with Ennis' thumb.
“Hm,” Ennis answered, and watched Jack's loving game. “Not a real ranch yet.”
“We're working on it, aren't we? I'm sure that we'll soon have better times.”
Ennis bit on his lower lip, tearing with his teeth at a tiny piece of skin.
Jack got up to light the fireplace. He leaned his hands toward the hot flames to warm up his fingers.
Ennis reached for the blanket, which always lay on the sofa, wrapping it around his shoulders.
He watched Jack sitting in front of the crackling fire, his body throwing shadows on the living room floor.
“Last year I spent Christmas with my girls.”
“I know.”
Ennis plucked at the blanket's fringe and removed a imaginary bit of fluff.
“I told you to invite them to come over here…,” Jack continued.
Ennis interrupted him harshly. “Jack, we've discussed this already.”
“I know, I'm sorry.”
Jack let himself lie down on the floor, turning to Ennis. “I just thought it'd be nice if our families…well...” he sighed.
Ennis shook his head, staring at the blanket. Jack crawled over to the sofa, ran his hand down Ennis' leg to touch his ankle and glide beneath his pyjama pants, stroking his friends' soft hair.
Jack had achieved what he had always dreamed of. A real home, a ranch (at least a kind of) together with Ennis. Sometimes he couldn't believe it himself and expected every morning to wake up knowing that it was just a sweet dream. But when he reached next to himself, feeling Ennis' warm body and being welcomed by a grumpy “Will ya lemme sleep!” he knew that everything was true.
Jack had the sweet life he had always hoped for, although it was stuck with a lot of problems. The worst thing wasn't even that the business on the ranch wasn't doing well and the calf operation didn't run as like Ennis and Jack wished for.
He didn't bother also that they were hard up on money and had to watch every penny, after they'd spent L.D.'s pay-off to purchase the property. The thing that worried Jack the most was that Ennis agreed all right to move with Jack, but had clear rules and limits.
So they had to look for almost two months to find a proper place which appealed to Ennis and was over 25 miles away from the next town. Running groceries and errands would be done exclusively by Ennis, and even once a month to fill up the pantry; and living hidden at their place.
He also went to fairs selling the cattle, leaving Jack behind at the ranch to take care of the animals, and maintenance of their house and the barns. Each of them had their tasks and Ennis the certainty that nobody could ever harm Jack.
Often Jack lay awake in the night, thinking about their situation. Of course he hated it. He hated having to hide and live a life behind a wall of fears. But he never complained or tried to change Ennis' mind. Jack accepted the way he was, and he gave him the freedom he needed.
“Don't you want to unwrap your present?” Jack asked, and climbed on the sofa.
“Don't need nothing.”
Jack smiled when he noticed Ennis curiously gaze at the present. “Come on, open it,” he urged and put it into Ennis' lap.
“It's nothing special, I thought you could use it and… well… open it!”
Jack leaned his shoulder against Ennis, watching his friends' fingers releasing the red cord and removing the paper to find a small box beneath it.
“Did you wrap it?”
“Yep.”
Ennis grinned, letting the red loop fall to the floor. He opened the box, holding up a new pair of leather riding gloves.
“Jack…,” he said, amazed, feeling the soft cloth. “That's too expensive, I told you that I don't want you to…”
Jack put his index finger on Ennis' lips and stopped his protest with a gentle kiss.
“You need a new pair, Ennis. Your old ones are completely worn out. I want your hands to stay soft and slinky.” Jack grinned devilishly, and nudged him carefully with an elbow in his side.
Ennis murmured something unintelligible which ended as usual with a “…fucking Twist.” He folded the gloves neatly and placed them on the table in front of the sofa.
A little bit hopefully, Jack watched Ennis, whose face blushed. Jack knew that Ennis didn't have a present for him. But he didn't mind. At least Jack was perfectly happy with him and absolutely reasonable.
“Jack, I…”
“Don't worry, Ennis. We talked about not giving ourselves presents and I didn't want you to…”
“Jack…”
“It's no problem Ennis, I swear. I didn't expect you to…”
“Jack. Shut the fuck up.”
“Huh?”
“I do have a present for you.”
Jack's eyes widened. “You do…?”
Ennis nodded and laid the blanket aside. “I do.”
“Where is it?”
Curiously, like a little boy, Jack's eyes look around the room, but he didn't find anything.
“It's right here,” Ennis said, and took Jack's hand in his own.
“Where? I don’t see it?”
“Wait a second.”
With his mouth wide open, Jack watches Ennis dropping his pyjama pants and sitting naked in front of him. The light of the fire gave his skin a bronze shimmer.
“Ennis, what…?”
“You may.”
Jack lifted one brow and frowned.
“I may?” he repeated, not knowing what his friend meant.
Ennis squeezed Jack's hand and didn't say anything further. He hoped that Jack would figure it out on his own, saving him from more embarrassment. It was already hard enough for him as it was.
Jack cleared his throat, and kissed Ennis on his cheek.
“Ennis,” he whispered softly. “I don't know what you mean. I.....what?“
Ennis didn't answer. He tore at Jack's pants, helping him to undress. He then lay himself down on the sofa, guided Jack between his legs, and bent his knees.
”Does it hurt?“ he breathed, screwing his eyes shut as if in fear.
Jack, who had finally understood, was unable to move; speechless for the very first time in his life. He stared at Ennis' butt, which was held out toward him, presenting it to him.
“Jack…?” Ennis opened his eyes again, blinking.
“Ennis, I don't know what to say.”
“Never believed I'd ever hear you say that.” He laughed quietly and pulled Jack down for a kiss.
He felt the hard nipples of his lover, pressing against his skin, while their tongues were dancing wildly.
”Do it!“ Ennis murmured, passion in his voice, and nodded to Jack.
“But be careful, please. Do it better than I did the first time…”
He turned his head, his shame pushed aside, his face caught by Jack's palm lying on his cheek.
“It only hurt in the first few minutes,” Jack explained, looking for the lube they used to keep in the table next to the sofa. “If you relax, it'll only be a little painful.”
Ennis closed his eyes again and nodded.
“Ennis, you don't have to. I know that you're not liking to be…”
Ennis opened his eyes wide, and faced Jack firmly.
“Twist,” he hissed. “Will you please fuck me, otherwise I'll nail you on the floor so hard that you won't be able to walk for three days!”
Jack nodded quickly and opened the lube with shivering hands. He rubbed it on his dick and also onto Ennis' virgin hole.
“Ready?”
“Hmmm.”
Jack gave Ennis a loving and tender kiss, before kneeling himself closer between Ennis' legs, positioning his penis in front of Ennis' opening.
“Merry Christmas…,“ Ennis managed to mumble when he felt Jack gliding into him very gently, laying his hand on Ennis' bare chest.
“Oh my God!”
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