Jack’s smile was bright and devious as he took his place between her parted legs, glad to be even closer to her. Up on the counter as she was, their height difference was far less noticeable, and he could kiss her without any need for adjustment. He didn’t really mind it either way, of course, but it was always nice to have easier access to her.
“I had a feeling I might be,” he said, her flushed face incredibly beautiful. Jack had come into this world without much sense of romance or sexuality. They hadn’t been factors in his life before, so he’d faced them all without any sort of preconceived ideas. Jack’s sexuality was fluid and his sense of romance had build from a more natural place, rather than from anything he’d viewed or been influenced by. He did what he did because it felt right, and that made it mean a great deal more than it might’ve otherwise.
He smiled as she pulled her sweater off, glad that she was back to normal and even happier to see her in slightly less clothing. “By all means,” he said.