One-shots (boyxboy)

Frost (Jack and Jamie)

Since I just watched Rise of the Guardians with my best friend, she suggested I write Jack and Jamie's fanfiction. So, here's a short excerpt from their story. 

Reminder that Jamie is older here, let's say he's 19.

Frost

Jack & Jamie

After a long day of school, Jamie is finally home in his room. He lets his bag drop on the floor and sighs, then attempted to remove his hoodie, but as doing so, he gets tangled in it, his back bare, as the T-shirt is dragged up by the hoodie.

From his open window emerges a figure, its shadow following him as he walks closer to the brown-haired boy. His steps are graceful and Jamie doesn’t hear him approach. Jack runs his finger along Jamie’s bare back, creating delicate snowflakes that melt immediately, but leave Jamie shivering under the touch.

He giggles, when he’s recovered from the surprise, and asks Jack to help him, to which he gets a chuckle as a reply.

Jack sets his kane against the study desk and pulls the hoodie over Jamie’s head, along with his shirt, leaving Jamie’s upper body naked. Jamie’s cheeks flush rosy red, but before further embarrassment, Jack quickly grabs his kane, swiftly puts the curve around Jamie’s waist and pulls Jamie along with him to the bed, where he sits down. Jamie is taken aback and Jack’s foxy grin isn’t helping to soften the situation.

Jack throws the kane on the floor and locks his hand on the small of Jamie’s back, pulling him closer. Jamie puts his hands on both sides of Jack, pushing himself away from Jack. He isn’t confortable in this situation, and it seems funny to Jack.

In the blink of an eye, Jack switches their position, moving so Jamie is under him. He brushes a lock of hair from Jamie’s face, a wide smile spread across his lips, and carefully reads the boy’s expression. Slowly, he moves closer, taking note of every slight movement and change in Jamie’s eyes. His brings his hand to Jamie’s face, his thumb moves to the boy’s lips. Jamie parts his lips and Jack can’t control himself any longer.

He kisses him, pressing himself against Jamie. The kiss is rough, and Jamie is pushed into the mattress, uneasy in this situation. He holds his hands awkwardly in the air, but then replies to the kiss, his fingers on the belt of Jack’s pants, moving up, under his shirt, Jack’s skin cold like always. His left hand shoots up to Jack’s hair, and Jamie feels a rush of emotions, wanting to deepen the kiss even further, but they’re as close as they can be, nothing left between them.

Both breathless, they stop the kiss for a moment, and rest their heads against each other’s. Jack is chuckling, and Jamie catches breath, licking his lower lip. Jack notices it. “It’s not fair,“ he says, panting. “You give me no time to recover, instead start teasing right away.“

Jamie opens his eyes and stares into Jack’s blue ones. They are brilliant, like sapphires, and he feels like the richest man just to be able to hold Jack’s gaze.

“You flatter me,“ Jamie whispers and plants a kiss on Jack’s lips. “I don’t deserve it.“

Jack shakes his head slightly, his hand moves to caress Jamie’s cheeks. “You deserve all of the season, not just winter. I’m sorry I can’t offer you all of them.“

Jamie strokes Jack’s snow white hair and smiles. “Shut up and kiss me,“ he says, and if Jack doesn’t move, Jamie bites his lower lip. That does the trick.