My Darling Lies Over the Ocean (YouTubers AU)

21. Forget all the reasons why it won't work. Believe in the reason it will.

Jack's blue eyes watch his husband closely as he shuffles around in the thick brown blankets trying to get more comfortable after dinner. The blonde man's face looking strained as he wiggles closer to the Irishman.

"You need to try to relax, Fe," Jack whispers. "Getting yourself all riled up again is going to nothing but give you another panic attack."

"Like you care about me," Felix hisses back. "I didn't see you trying to help me earlier tonight."

"Cry's a paramedic," Jack replies back, trying to keep his tone as even as possible. "He was way more qualified than me to help you."

"It still would have been decent to you to have tried," he mutters back, his face going slightly red.

"You're not the only one out here," Jack replies, trying to keep his voice as calm as he can. "We have to all work together now."

The brunette waits for the next sarcastic barb, but nothing else is said by his husband. Jack sighs as he scans the disheveled hair and the panicked light blue eyes of his partner. Felix has never done well is stressful situations. The bravery on the boat was momentary. As fleeting as the cold wind blowing outside their makeshift shelter. Jack watches him as he reaches up to his slender neck and rubs at a small white object on a black cord necklace.

"What's that?" Jack asks.

Felix looks down at his fingers, not realizing that he had been fiddling with the keepsake.

"Cry gave it to me," the Swede says shortly. "It's stupid, but it's been helping me to feel...less stressed, if that makes sense."

Jack reaches up a slender hand to the white stone, noticing that it is shaped to resemble a face of some sort. Two dark circles for eyes and a straight line for a mouth.

"I don't think it's stupid at all," Jack says quietly, his eyes looking into his husband's gaze. "It's really nice that he gave it to you, and if it helps, that's great."

Felix's face breaks out into relief that there will be no need to have to defend the necklace. The two men's eyes meet again, the air warming around them as they inhale and exhale. It is only then that Jack notices how much he misses Felix like this. Without the distance between them, in quiet moments, Felix looks sweet and almost vulnerable. Jack traces the curves of his husband's jawline with his eyes, and how his chin lays softly on the blanket.

He watches Felix shudder again with the next strong wind and moves closer to him, placing his warm hands on the sides of Felix's narrow cheeks. The Swede manages a weak smile as he allows his face to be caressed, a tingling feeling erupts in his chest as he watches Jack begin to move closer to him. The blonde closes his eyes and feels his lips being kissed.

Slender fingers are in his hair and pulling at his jeans. Felix gasps when the button is undone and the zipper opened. Felix moves his hands underneath the thin material of Jack's shirt as they break apart for a moment to breathe. The Irishman pulls off his shirt, already feeling the sweat collecting on his brow and reconnects the kiss once he is bare chested. Then his hands return to his husband's naked hips, Felix has already pushed down the pants his knees and still wiggling out of them. Jack leans forward fast and bites down hard on the other man's neck and Felix groans,his narrow pink lips open wide as his head rocks back.

Jack grabs his wrists firmly with his narrow fingers and squeezes them tightly, which cause Felix to gasp again. His length is already growing hard with just the sensation of pressure around him. Even now, with all they have been through, the Irishman knows exactly what to do to turn him on. To make him climax every single time.

Jack pulls him closer and climbs on top of his husband, his pants and boxers already down to his ankles. He leans down and catches Felix's lips and they kiss again, their torsos sliding on their heat and groins rubbing back and forth. The blonde grabs a hold of the brunette's curvy ass. They are a swirl of tongues as they grind, the heat pooling inside their loins. Jack kisses a trail down his husband's neck and chest and continues down until he reaches his entrance and begins to slowly lick.