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Jack's bosom heaved as Sam clutched him close. He felt alive and scared all at the same time. Would he be able to do *things* with her? His father gave him a book once but it only told him to close his eyes and think of England, which was confusing but apparently effective with Sara.
But now with Sam so close, her breath hot on his neck, he felt something new. Something tingling. Down there.
"Sam?" Jack asked.
"Yes?" she whispered.
Jack paused, taking a moment to stare into her bluer than blue pools of shimmering water.
"Why are you looking at my fish ponds?"
Jack blinked and focused his attention back on Sam. "I love fish, but that's not important right now. I have to tell you something."
"Yes?"
*MOCK*
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But now with Sam so close, her breath hot on his neck, he felt something new. Something tingling. Down there.
"Sam?" Jack asked.
"Yes?" she whispered.
Jack paused, taking a moment to stare into her bluer than blue pools of shimmering water.
"Why are you looking at my fish ponds?"
Jack blinked and focused his attention back on Sam. "I love fish, but that's not important right now. I have to tell you something."
"Yes?"
The preceding is dedicated to
nandamai and her sad willingness to read anything and everything S/J. (Mwah.)