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With love to all the kissing fests and memes that paved the way ...

Jack/Daniel Kissathon

No rules, no schedule, no sign-ups, just kisses!

first kisses dirty kisses hot kisses reunion kisses old-married-couple kisses chaste kisses aggressive kisses soft-touch-of-lips kisses porntastic kisses stolen kisses rough kisses sweet kisses private kisses tonsil-sucking kisses soft kisses sweaty kisses shmoopy kisses shower kisses tender kisses angsty kisses loooong kisses surprise kisses public kisses last kisses

Here's the list of ficlets.

The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
A/N: I seem to be spamming the Kissathon. Apologies. Promise this'll be the last. It appears that I just want the boys to keep kissing ...

Some time round about midnight, it all became a little too much.

It had been a long day. A long and happy one, granted, but sometimes, happiness can tip over into something else entirely. And, after half a bottle too much of the white grenache, Daniel admitted to himself that he’d passed the tipping point.

It was probably just after the happy couple had made their tearful farewells that he finally conceded defeat. He’d gone back to his seat, poured another half glass and tried to block out the last-dance dancing, the not-so-subtle kissing and fondling that inevitably accompanied the cheesy song … the heavy accent on coupledom.

Jack was deep in conversation with some elderly man who had all the hallmarks of a Second World War vet. Unobserved, Daniel’s eyes raked Jack; he looked good, even though he’d added a few pounds since his move to Washington. The hair was a little grayer, the face a little fuller. And Daniel loved every extra ounce and every extra inch.

He drained his glass and, unable to watch the ongoing mating game playing out on the dance floor any longer, took himself to the ballroom’s huge French windows which opened on to the terrace. The air was blessedly cool. He loosened his tie and stepped on to the top stone-flagged step, breathing in deeply. He felt a little better.

“Feel any better?” Daniel started slightly, unaware that he’d been followed. Special ops stealth had a lot to answer for.

“I’m fine.”

“Sure you are.”

“You didn’t have to come out here. You were deep in conversation.”

“I was deep in conversation and keeping any eye on you.”

So much for being unobserved.

Daniel shoved his hands in his pockets and walked down to the bottom step, Jack following. The sounds of the party receded with every step and Daniel felt his uneasy mood start to fade with the music. By unspoken mutual agreement, they carried on walking into the formal rose garden.

“Great party,” Said Jack, mirroring Daniel by putting his hands in his suit pockets. He jingled some keys; Daniel always found it annoying.

“Yes. I hope they’ll be very happy.”

They halted and watched in silence as a flash of summer lightning lit the sky and waited for the distant thunder … one thousand, two thousand, three thousand … and the rumble came. “We’d better get back.” Daniel turned to go. Jack grabbed his jacket lapel and pulled him behind a moss-covered statue of Venus. They were hidden from everyone here.

Jack put a gentle hand to the back of Daniel’s neck and pulled him in for a long, slow kiss that was known and familiar but still had the power to shake Daniel to his core. They kissed for a long time, sure and sweet and loving, Jack’s hands running over Daniel’s shoulders as Daniel’s encircled his waist.

They broke apart and Daniel opened his eyes to find Jack smiling at him. “I’ve been wanting to do that all damn day,” he said, running a thumb across Daniel’s cheek.

Daniel felt close to tears for any number of reasons he couldn’t properly put a name to.

Jack leaned in again, planting a series of light, feathery kisses on Daniel’s lips.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you all day.” Kiss. “And I want to love you all night.” Kiss. “I’m going to take you to your room.” Kiss. “And I’m going to suck you slowly until you come.” Kiss. “And then I’m going to make love to you, long and slow and deep.” Kiss. “And then I’m going to do it all again.”

One final, light kiss and Jack whispered against Daniel’s mouth, making sure he felt as well heard the words. “Because I love you, Daniel. And one day, every last fucking one of them will know it.”

Daniel smiled gently into Jack’s eyes and read the truth there.

Every last fucking one.

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 07:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
Yep. It sucks swampwater.

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tresa-cho.livejournal.com
Meep. That had me close to tears too. *cuddles her boys* Brilliant emotion. *sniffle*

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
Lovely comments. Thank you. :-)

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 06:11 pm (UTC)
sid: (J/D heart)
From: [personal profile] sid
Oh, Daniel wants the world to know! *sigh*

Patience, sweetie.

So very nice. :-)

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-07 07:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
Make that *I* want the world to know. ;-)
Their time will come ...

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-08 05:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
I just don't want to engender "Oh, God, not her again" comments.
::but I do like them kissing!!::

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-08 01:35 am (UTC)
paian: blank white (jd someday just began)
From: [personal profile] paian
That is so lovely. ::happy-wistful sigh:: I'm glad at least they're together ... I was worried that Daniel's heartache was from not having Jack at all. That heartache resonated the most with me in this -- Daniel's aloneness in the midst of all the courting and pairing-off that goes on at a wedding, which would so totally be rubbing his face in what he doesn't have. But Jack's words and kisses and presence and attention went a long way toward easing it. :-)

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-08 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
As usual, you've cut through to the heart of it. :-)
My intention was that in the early lines it could read as if Daniel was hurting because he didn't have Jack; I thought it would be a bitter-sweet thing if (yay) he did, in fact, have Jack but (not yay) just not in public. Yet.
Whatever, I'm glad Daniel's sense of aloneness came through. :-))

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-08 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starglyph.livejournal.com
*squiggles with glee* Just, yeah, this is so good!

And Daniel loved every extra ounce and every extra inch. Don't we all?

Don't stop; keep them fucking kissing, and more! ;-)

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-08 05:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
Hee. Glad you liked. :-)
Should I keep them fucking kissing? Or should I keep them fucking and kissing? Methinks I like both. ;-))

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-28 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] msbeata.livejournal.com
That was hot like a hot thing.

Re: The Tipping Point

Date: 2007-10-28 06:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jd-junkie.livejournal.com
Hee. Thank you. :-)

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