jacquesnaif:

But you come first. You should always come first. *He brings Noah’s hand to his lips, giving it a soft kiss. The feel of the scales is an interesting one. Different. Not something he dislikes. The purring causes Jac’s skull to vibrate, and sets his teeth chattering. He laughs, before scratching underneath of Noah’s chin.

A sly grin spread across his face. This…is one of Jac’s spontaneous moments.* Right now. ‘ow does zhat sound? No..no one would miss us, hmm? We could leave a note on zhe door even. We ‘ave all zhe necessary supplies right ‘ere and it wouldn’t take too long to pack just 2 or 3 days worth of supplies, non?

*No, no, that couldn’t possibly be another blush. Was it wrong that those words made his heart skip a beat? To want to be the first thing the man thinks when he wakes up, to be the only person to always be there for him, to kiss away the tears and make him smile when all seemed hopeless. The kisses to his hand only add to this infatuation, a bit surprised that the scales do not turn his lover off. His eyes close contently at the scratching, tail possessively curling around the other man’s waist to keep him close as he arches him chin forward.*

*Though, at the suddenly proclamation, his eyes open, slightly surprised. He didn’t expect to hear the words now, expecting his lover to spend a few more days with his friends before bailing with his partner. The grin on his face widens more and more the longer the other man talks about it, becoming that dorky smile with a hint of sharpness from the teeth.* Y-Ya’ serious? *He tries his best to make a straight face, but his tail betrays him, wagging slightly in excitement.* 

jacquesnaif:

bluwanderer:

*All he can do is simply nod in reply, the tip of his tail lazily resting in Jac’s lap.* Don’t know if it heals everything, but it sure makes it easier to not think ‘bout. There may always be a scar there, but least the wound no longer stings. *It’s not the most reassuring advice, but it’s the truth, and all he can do is hope that said scar doesn’t end up very visable.*

*He smiles more, and this earns the Spy more cuddling, not taking his scaly hands into account as he moves one to lace his fingers between the other’s. This was something that meant a lot to him, and he hoped it would put that restlessness he’s been feeling to rest, hopes that Jac will agree to be with him when he needed him the most.* Once I’m… Back to normal I’ll see ‘bout askin’ Narcisse what he plans on doin’. Till then, we can still go fishin’ together. Maybe go for a swim. Just the two of us. *The purring has returned, though this time it is a bit rougher, sharp teeth grazing over pale skin.*

I…do not wish for a scar. I wish for zhis scab to ‘eal perfectly. *He sighs, Noah’s cuddling bringing a faint smile to his lips. He gives Noah’s hand a small squeeze, resting his head on Noah’s shoulder.* We…’aven’t done anyzhing in awhile…I’m sorry. It’s my own fault. I’ve been too busy trying to ‘elp my friends and I’ve been ignoring you.  Fishing and a swim sounds nice. Maybe…even spend a few nights out on zhe boat or shore? Make a camping trip out of it?

I know, love. I know. *He frowns slightly, wishing he could do something to help the situation. Oz needed her time, though, and he understood this. This wasn’t something one could simply forget about and move on, acting like nothing ever happened. There was a fear there now, a new paranoia installed into her mind, and it wasn’t easy to feel safe around someone who nearly killed you, especially when that someone you had trusted for so long.*

It’s fine. I understand. Ya’ more social than me, so it only makes sense for ya’ to have friends to tend to. *Still, the mention of being able to spend a few nights together, just the two of them, out in the wilderness where they can look at the stars together and be their natural selves sounded nice. The purring grows louder, his throat vibrating like a motor boat as he rests it a top his lover’s head.* Mm, that sounds nice. Real nice. When can we leave?

tf2coldfront:

Please make sure to welcome our newest edition, a Mr. Jacques filling the position of a Spy on BLU Team.

Welcome, and good luck to you recruit.

- The Advisor

[Baby, you’re official! ;u;]

jacquesnaif:

bluwanderer:

*Silently, he moves to sit down on the couch next to his lover, having to adjust himself a bit until his tail comfortably wraps itself around Jac’s waist. His arm is soon to follow, pulling the smaller frame close and nuzzling his scaly cheek against the other’s* It’s fine, love. Take ya’ time with Oz. I mean, I want ya’ too to stop fightin’, but I understand it takes a bit for someone to get over that.

*He smiles softly, giving his partner a soft kiss on the cheek.* Thank ya’… It means a lot to mean that ya’d come with me. *His voice drops to that quiet mumble, closing his eyes. It really was important to him, for the man he loved to see where he grew up, the beautiful ocean and large grassy fields, but there was something more important that he felt he needed to do…* It’ll be soon, I suppose. Whenever Narcisse finishes talkin’ to Oz I’ll see ‘bout bookin’ a flight. Ya’ alright with it bein’ so close?

*Nods* Time…Is all zhat I think zhat can resolve zhis issue. No amount of me willing zhis over will ‘elp. Nor pushing zhe issue with ‘er. *He sighs as Noah’s tail and arm wrap him.* Time ‘eals everything, right?

Of course I would go with you. I wouldn’t miss it. *The scales feel..odd against Jac’s face. Not a bad odd. Just something different, something he’s never experience before. He…likes it.*

Close is fine. *Hopefully, he’ll be able to talk to Maurice about happened with Jack before he leaves. And…if he doesn’t…oh well. Maurice will deal.*

*All he can do is simply nod in reply, the tip of his tail lazily resting in Jac’s lap.* Don’t know if it heals everything, but it sure makes it easier to not think ‘bout. There may always be a scar there, but least the wound no longer stings. *It’s not the most reassuring advice, but it’s the truth, and all he can do is hope that said scar doesn’t end up very visable.*

*He smiles more, and this earns the Spy more cuddling, not taking his scaly hands into account as he moves one to lace his fingers between the other’s. This was something that meant a lot to him, and he hoped it would put that restlessness he’s been feeling to rest, hopes that Jac will agree to be with him when he needed him the most.* Once I’m… Back to normal I’ll see ‘bout askin’ Narcisse what he plans on doin’. Till then, we can still go fishin’ together. Maybe go for a swim. Just the two of us. *The purring has returned, though this time it is a bit rougher, sharp teeth grazing over pale skin.*

jacquesnaif:

bluwanderer:

*He frowns a bit, so terse, he didn’t like that. That smile didn’t fool him, those blue eyes hiding nothing.* No, no, it ain’t what I wish. It’s what we wish. Us. *He sighs softly, taking a step back and moving away from the other man.* If ya’ don’t feel comfortable with it, then I understand… It would be just the two of us for the most part, though. I mean, Oz and Narcisse are goin’ want some time on their own, and most likely want to check out the city. *He pauses for a moment, not sure what the other would think of this next proposal.* Was thinkin’ we could go to me hometown for a bit, though can’t blame ya’ if ya’d rather go to London…

*He shakes his head.* No. Your ‘ome town is fine. I just…thought zhey would be with us 24/7. Zhis…changes much.

*He sits down on the couch.* It’s just…when did you want to leave? Maybe Oz and I could resolve…or at least talk to one anozher…our issues before we head out. Ya know? *He waves his problems with Oz away.* Bah. It doesn’t matter when we leave, love. Whenever is fine. 

All zhat matters is zhat we’ll be on vacation together and zhat you’ll be showing me your hometown. Oz and I won’t be in contact too much. It’s fine. *He smiles, a genuine one. Who was he to say no in going because of small friendship issues? This was important to Noah. Jac should be willing to set aside his differences with Oz to see his lover’s home town. How…pathetic of him.* Sorry love. Of course I would love to go. A little issue was Oz isn’t going to keep me from going.

*Silently, he moves to sit down on the couch next to his lover, having to adjust himself a bit until his tail comfortably wraps itself around Jac’s waist. His arm is soon to follow, pulling the smaller frame close and nuzzling his scaly cheek against the other’s* It’s fine, love. Take ya’ time with Oz. I mean, I want ya’ too to stop fightin’, but I understand it takes a bit for someone to get over that.

*He smiles softly, giving his partner a soft kiss on the cheek.* Thank ya’… It means a lot to mean that ya’d come with me. *His voice drops to that quiet mumble, closing his eyes. It really was important to him, for the man he loved to see where he grew up, the beautiful ocean and large grassy fields, but there was something more important that he felt he needed to do…* It’ll be soon, I suppose. Whenever Narcisse finishes talkin’ to Oz I’ll see ‘bout bookin’ a flight. Ya’ alright with it bein’ so close?