Jack laughed, and he could, because his breath was no longer being sucked away in the kiss as he took a stumbling step backwards towards the bed. He pushed at his trousers on the way, making short work of them, and kicking them off before he sat down on the bed.
He scooted up the length of it, to sprawl back, propping himself up on his elbows. Jack had a cheeky grin on his own on his face as he lifted a hand, crooked a finger and beckoned him closer. "Coming?"