Jack's brow furrows as Eliot quickly shifts away. Half dazed still, he blinks to focus in on what Eliot has to say. He's surprised about the sudden shift in mood, how he looks unsure and caught off guard.
Jack lowers himself from the bed onto the floor so that he's on level with Eliot, keeping an eye on his expression as he goes. After a moment, he extends one leg so that he can create a point of contact against him without getting too much in his personal space.
"Eliot, you can do whatever you want to me." He smiles softly, trying to keep his tone light, but there's no hiding his confusion. Eliot dictated this whole morning, Jack doesn't understand why he'd be worried about it now. There's a sadness to the statement, too, that he hopes doesn't come through. As much as he wants more from Eliot, he can't expect more from him than he's capable of giving. Everything between them feels so tenuous, but he does still want it.
He laughs lightly, but only for show. "As for Jacob-" He shrugs. "It won't be a trial, he's handsome. But so far, I've agreed to an evening of music appreciation in exchange for some insight into the time I'm from. The plan is to get back home- or at least out of Darrow, and that is still the plan. If my going on dates helps Anne feel better about wanting what she wants, then I'm going to do that, but it doesn't change what I want."
And if he wants Eliot, wants more than occasional sex? That doesn't matter. It's not possible, so it's not worth thinking about.
"I'll probably be thinking about your fine mouth the entire time, after this." Jack catches Eliot's eye, a faint blush burning in his cheeks. It's more than he would normally say, but he needs to be sure that Eliot knows he would still want him even if this date with Jacob goes well. Maybe Eliot is trying to disentangle himself and hand him over to someone else, but Jack doesn't want that to happen.
He studies Eliot a moment more, but he's not sure what he's looking for. "Do you want me to stay? I didn't want to overstay my welcome."
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Jack lowers himself from the bed onto the floor so that he's on level with Eliot, keeping an eye on his expression as he goes. After a moment, he extends one leg so that he can create a point of contact against him without getting too much in his personal space.
"Eliot, you can do whatever you want to me." He smiles softly, trying to keep his tone light, but there's no hiding his confusion. Eliot dictated this whole morning, Jack doesn't understand why he'd be worried about it now. There's a sadness to the statement, too, that he hopes doesn't come through. As much as he wants more from Eliot, he can't expect more from him than he's capable of giving. Everything between them feels so tenuous, but he does still want it.
He laughs lightly, but only for show. "As for Jacob-" He shrugs. "It won't be a trial, he's handsome. But so far, I've agreed to an evening of music appreciation in exchange for some insight into the time I'm from. The plan is to get back home- or at least out of Darrow, and that is still the plan. If my going on dates helps Anne feel better about wanting what she wants, then I'm going to do that, but it doesn't change what I want."
And if he wants Eliot, wants more than occasional sex? That doesn't matter. It's not possible, so it's not worth thinking about.
"I'll probably be thinking about your fine mouth the entire time, after this." Jack catches Eliot's eye, a faint blush burning in his cheeks. It's more than he would normally say, but he needs to be sure that Eliot knows he would still want him even if this date with Jacob goes well. Maybe Eliot is trying to disentangle himself and hand him over to someone else, but Jack doesn't want that to happen.
He studies Eliot a moment more, but he's not sure what he's looking for. "Do you want me to stay? I didn't want to overstay my welcome."