addicted to his DNA (BL3 Timothy x Jack)

fragment 8

     Jack grabbed Timothy's mouth out of old habit, quickly, "absolutely not, sunshine, no. You want to what?" Jack had both his eyebrows raised up and timothy noticed his slightly parted lips, clearly Jack was holding back from going off right now.
    Timothy slowly reached up and grabbed Jack's wrist as aid as he put his chin in the others hand, "well, he's been wanting me, right? If we lure him out than he doesn't have access to the casino controls, overall making the trudge of getting your quarters back safer." Timothy used just about all the charisma and confidence he could muster to say what he did, not meeting Jack's eyes until after he said everything.
   Jack's eyes narrowed and he leaned back against the wall which showed the difference in their stances clearly, jack taking a more.. masculine stand point if you will, "Fine.." Timothy started moving upward in hope but jack grabbed him by the collar with one hand and dragged him up and forward toward him.  It wasn't as rough as Jack could do.. but he couldn't bring himself to really hurt Timothy, he hated how much he cared about the fucker, "of you can look me in the eyes and tell me a step by step plan on how you think this can work,  than; fine.  If be bayou to let you do this your way, but as I see it right now,  you're already damaged and are simply putting yourself in more danger." Jack stated this while keeping steady eye contact with Timothy. Oh God he loved seeing Timothy squirm a bit.. he hated that he loosened his grip with pitty tho.
    Timothy balanced just a bit unstable, repositioning himself to be just a bit more comfortable as he met Jack's eyes, "well.. I guess 1st we would tell pretty boy through the computer mother board access that... that I'm willing to give myself up," Timothy had to pause a second, but he didn't break eye contact, he saw Jack getting ammused.. he had to talk quick before jack declared victory, " before I go to meet him you would put the mask back on me and then saying as he hasn't really made it up your tower I assume he just used the.. the board room with the security access to thicken the protection on the tower so if he couldn't get in no one could.." Timothy glanced down a second, thinking it through for a moment, "he said something about that... anyhow," he looked back up at Jack's eyes now. He saw Jack somewhat impressed, if Timothy didn't slip, he'd see it followed by a pissed off grin.
       "After I would give myself up I guess he'd drag me to the board room so that I could unlock the tower for him. While in there I could put in the coding for plan Light which was set up for breach, making it easier for you to get to your weaponry equipment and then.."Timothy took in a slow shaky breath, "do I have to keep going... you know I hate this.."
    Jack smirked, clearly finding a partial victory in Timothy failing to continue. As he let go of Timothy's collar tho, jack pulled him up close to him again. That was Timothy's que of knowledge it wasn't a complete loss on his part.
    Jack was well aware of Timothy's points,  and although there was a few things he didn't fully like, he knew it was the best thought through plan so far. "Alright, cupcake, as much as I love eating up your sweet, sweet embarrassment, you've made your point." Jack rested his head on top of Timothy's,  who seamed to enjoy being held close. Jack supposed Timothy still had a need for... Approval... cute.
    Jack held Timothy calmly,  figuring he also just missed contact for the past 5 or so years.. maybe he didn't as much miss it as he did hide from it tho saying as he'd has some bad experiences from what he could tell.
     "So, where do you want to meet him saying as you have togive yourself up somewhere?" Jack questioned, shutting his eyes calmly as he spoke, being pretty much 100% sure there was no way Timothy was even going to think of looking at them. The Kitten really needed to work on that.. Jack likes eye contact. Maybe to much.
    Timothy hummed, his head. Resting just a but more pressure against Jack's chest, a sign he hoped showed he was thinking and not ignoring his, technically still, boss. "Well,  if your going to be near the tower to greet into the weaponry area, and I'm sure he doesn't remember the proper location labeles, you can say under the crumbled stallion- in reference to when he tried to blow me up last time. "
     Jack opened his eyes,  reaching a hand up to rub his temple, "pumpkin... I love you and excuse me?  You need to catch me up a bit I fear," Jack felt like he missed a few months of one of the soap operas that produced a new episode all but 1 day of the week and he was trying to catch up in 2 days,  "he tried to blow you up?"
     "For the hand, " Timothy said calmly,  giving a ten before sitting up a bit,  getting a little to comfortable, "basically I used to hang out in that hidden room undressed the butt stallion statue in the center of that area up the stairs.. he didn't know I hung out in more than 1 place. " Timothy now looked at Jack,  seeing his slightly stressed yet annoyed facial expression.
      Jack shook his head then met Timothy's eyes,  "I think this would be less complicated if I just Jack the system from the board room and we just took it back easy with robots. Not clap traps tho, please tell me they aren't still just around.."
    "Pretty boy has the board room," Timothy reminded,  then thought and chuckled,  "yeah,  they aren't.  There is still tons of robots tho.." Timothy looked at his clock, humming gently. 
     "Yeah, there's still no way your giving yourself up to the dude.  It's not like you'd be turning yourself into the police, pumpkin, it's more like pointing out you have a million bucks to a mafia. Besides,  I have core access, which is still easier than your plan. "Jack stretched seeing Timothy role his eyes.
      Timothy saw Jack raise a brow,  making Timothy smirk.  He didn't have the same smirk Jack did,  his were more like knowing you have a shiny Pokémon card against a new player,  " you just don't want to admit you care, huh 'handsome'?" Jack looked over Timothy then thought;  he found the... 'advance', if you could even call it that,  cute,  but he knew Timothy was starting to go into withdrawal.
    He pulled Timothy closer,  placing his lips to the others forhead, watching the shorter panic a bit,  making his lips form a bit of an ammused grin,  "you're burning up. Sounds like there's no giving yourself up today.. and still no supliments. Obviously. " Jack patted Timothy's shoulder, looking around a but then speaking once again, "I suppose I'll just go get the quarters back,  then.." Timothy leaned up and kissed Jack's nose between his eyes,  only to start giggling where he layed on Jack.
   Truthfully,  jack saw it was probably his own DNA that effected these actions as the probably would be Jack's responce to anything while drunk.  He used to call it, 'my turn,' mentality,  a way of turning the tables. It was really an amusing sight saying as this was the same guy who couldn't look him in the eye merely minutes ago. When Timothy leaned up,  jack grabbed his jaw and kissed him on the lips,  eyes open and making eye contact.
    Jack watched Timothy's reaction, which consisted mostly of turning red from embarrassment,  and a bit of regret.  To late for that.  Jack pulled away when he saw Timothy had lost his air,  but he did notice the other kiss back for a second before parting... intriguing, really.
     "You shouldn't play a man at his own game,  Kitten,  the steps only go further from there and currently,  as fun as this is,  I've gotta go and mess with the core's coding. " Timothy groaned,  laying fully on Jack, making Jack hate himself just a bit. Jack thought about it a second then looked at timothy,  "your allowed to go with as long as you don't go turn yourself in to the bad guys, okay?" Timothy smiled and looked up with a grin.
   "Mmm'kay, sounds amazing. Like you." Jack sighed, looking away from Timothy to not do anything from good or bad nature.  Timothy flirting was a mix of both sad and quite cute. Then again,  jack looked forward to teasing the other about it later on.
    Jack stood up and now walked over to the Ammo kiosk, grabbing some different ammunitions while he basically heard Timothy realizing what happened over the past few Minutes. Jack smirked as he listened to the other talk to himself about how embarrassing that was and jack had to fight himself to refrain from both laughing at him and teasing him more.
   Soon enough Timothy walked over, res as nekrotafeyo. He dodged eye contact while pulling out a few guns, "I.. I have these.... and um, you can just take your pick.." Timothy swallowed, going to scratch his side, his hand being caught quickly.
   "Irritating it won't help, cupcake, and thanks for the weaponry. So are you sure you want to go as well?" Timothy groaned as Jack asked the question, which got jack to raise his brow.
    "Sir, this is what you hired me for I mean-" Jack caught his mouth, a habit Jack seamed to enjoy.
    Jack looked Timothy in the eye,  starring him down slightly,  "we were past 'sir' long before I left,  Kitten,  now listen to me. As much I hate to say it,  i.. care about you more than I'd like,  you make it hard to care so much,  but I do, and if you don't stop with the employee jazz I'll give you real orders to obey, got that; Kitten?" Timothy's skin felt hot all over as he slowly gave a nod, wishing he could avoid eye contact. It seamed like jack noted the embarrassment due to his hand feeling how warm his Kitten's face really was.
    "Good than, now let's get going before I act on the thought of giving you orders and seeing you happily jump through hoops," Jack wasn't holding Tim's face to hard tho his grip was stiff, still rather comforting if he had to be truthful. When Jack let go Timothy immediately looked away, walking over to the health kiosk only for jack to walk up behind him and watch what he was doing, pleasantly amused to see he was only grabbing health kits and not supplements.
      Jack and timothy both packed up ready to get to the core and get the quarters, than the casino, back fully. Timothy to lead at first down the ladder but never got to far from where jack was, sort of an unspoken agreement they had at this point. Neither of them wanted to linger to far apart anyway so it wasn't to difficult to stick to. Yet on the rare occasion if Timothy went a bit far ahead,  jack would give a short whistle or shoot a pet name his direction to get his attention to stop.
       Once at the core,  jack started hacking his own system while Timothy kept watch. While Timothy wasn't expecting anything to happen,  he still wanted to be completely sure nothing would happen. Whenever jack noticed Timothy getting anxious during their little excursion, jack would bug and try to scare Timothy,  which annoyed the other beyond what words could say.
      Once through the core system,  all security expected to see jack and knew to exterminate all other beings that weren't him or a double. He made sure in the last piece of coding that there was no way for Timothy to get attacked before they started toward the board room.
      "Alright Timtam, which way? " Jack smiled as he watched Timothy visually recognize that nick name, making him chuckle slightly under his breath.
       Timothy took a second to process before walking toward a locked room,  "this locker quart leads into the vip hall and from there I think we can get to the board room pretty quick, " Timothy stated, feeling jack grab him in one of those quick yet rewarding side hugs.
      "Great job than,  let's make it that way, " Timothy nodded,  as if he was a dog willing to abide to any command, even if it meant he could get even a sliver of more approval. "Hey, Kitten,  you want to go check up top before I climb up?" Jack questioned this when he saw the ladder that would bring this to the main floor, seeing Timothy give a nod before he went quickly up to scope out. Good God jack loved seeing his Kitten do what he requested, to he would smirk at knowing Timothy probably loved it even more than him.
    Once Timothy got up and looked around for a minute or so,  he turned back to see jack snuck up behind him,  grabbing Timothy as he turned and making him jump,  to which jack busted out laughing,  "your doing great,  now come on. To the board room." To this Timothy wake next to jack,  which jack was rather pleased by to say the least.

- long ago... kinda-

Jack watched as timothy walked around a if he was trying to find something to do or somewhere to be,  it was weird. Jack had supplied Timothy this large area, similar to having a large flat that day at the top of the tower,  where there was his room,  Jack's room,  this giant living room, a kitchen,  even an extra room with some air hockey thing.  A TV was in the center of the living room that hung of the ceiling and there was this huge concordance couch and reclining chairs.  He literally just got back from the that huge fight, in which Timothy was at his side the whole time,  how did he not want to rest?
    Finally jack got bored of watching the guy try to find something and he spoke,  "Something up there Kitten? You need to talk or.. something?" Jack questioned him with a rose brow and timothy dreamed to get awkward from realizing jack was watching him because he showed it through his shrinking posture and darting eyes.
     Timothy had been trying to find something to do for awhile now but so to all the bots there wasn't much to be done,  of course he knew not to try and fix what wasn't broken but he still felt like he had to do something,  otherwise being was useless,  "I'm just uuh... making sure there's no chores that still need done, "Timothy avoided eye contact like he'd agree a predator if he made it. 
    Jack couldn't hold back one of those classic grins he wore,  the shitty one that literally screamed he wanted to make fun of you,  "like a task those trap clap bots are programed to do?  Don't tell me you really feel the.. need.." Timothy showed awkward and almost scared like characteristics that made Jack do something he didn't do often and catch himself.  He set down his glass of whiskey and thought,  "there's some dishes from lunch if you really need something,  pumpkin.." Jack watched as Timothy's mood lightened slightly,  quickly making his way towards the kitchen.
    Jack shook his head and looked at the TV,  he stayed there unable to figure for a bit before finally he got up shaking his head and grabbing his glass.  He had to see this,  he didn't get it. He went to the kitchen then stood behind Timothy and saw the guy actually just doing the dishes. Slowly now tho. Jack squinted and noticed that most just needed rinsing now and walked forward, downing the rest of the liquor in his glass and setting it on the right side of the sink,  watching Timothy grab it quickly to clean as well.
     Jack leaned against the opposing side of the counter as he thought for a bit,  a smirk slowly pulling at his lips.  As he saw Timothy finishing up,  he walked up behind Tim , paying attention when he only had a few dishes left to rinse. When he did, jack roped 1 arm around Timothy's waist and the other around his upper torso before he rested his head against the side of Timothy's, in which he watched the other male's breath hitch.
      Jack's smirk only grew as he placed a gentle kiss on Timothy's neck, grazing his teeth on his neck, "Good job, Kitten,  thank you for doing them so I get to eat off of your work later instead of some pesky AI's," he felt Timothy have a shiver as he spoke, only getting him to smirk wider, of course if Timothy squirmed out of fear jack figured he would let go, but right now, he was amused by seeing his double freaking out a little over being just barely appreciated, "go ahead and finish,  I'll stay here. "Jack stated, his smirk pressing against Timothy's neck as timothy finished only a little bit faster, yet Jack saw Timothy get a bit happier as Jack stayed there,  and when Timothy finished,  jack figured how this worked was Timothy wanted a reward or something?
  Jack turned Timothy and kissed his forehead before giving Timothy a smile,  "I appreciate it Kitten, " he gave a small amount of pressure against the others waist before walking back out to the living room. When jack left,  he still watched the kitchen from the corner of his eye,  and he watched Timothy have a small happy victory and jack felt his heart flutter... fuck he hated that Timothy did that to him but, at the same time,  he enjoyed that.