Joe grinned as he listened to the bickering between siblings on the other side of the door, knowing exactly what was happening.
“FINE! I’LL GET IT!” Jack yelled moments before the door was swung open, and his face changed to one of utter surprise. “Joe?”
“This is why Anna and Conor refused to get the door.”
“What are you doing here?!” Jack laughed, pulling Joe in for a hug.
“It’s your birthday, babe,” Joe pulled back enough to find Jack’s lips. “And I wouldn’t miss that for the world.”
“Finished or rescheduled.”
“Unless I’m mistaken, you get reception in Brighton.” Joe took a small step back, cocking his head, “I mean, if you don’t want me here, I can just go back to London…” He half turned to head for his car, but Jack’s hand reached out quickly to grab his.
“No, no, no! I want you here.”
“Then stop making up excuses as to why I shouldn’t be here,” Joe teased, allowing Jack to pull him back, their bodies colliding slightly. “I’m here for you, babe. Accept it.”
“I’m just surprised. Definitely the best birthday present.”
“You haven’t seen what I got you yet.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything…” Jack mumbled, blushing lightly.
“Of course I did.” Joe smiled, pecking him on the lips quickly. “Now let me in, I want to say hi to Anna.”
“I’m so glad you could join us, Joe.” Helen told him as they carried plates into the kitchen.
“I wouldn’t miss Jack’s birthday for anything.” He replied, placing the stack carefully on the counter.
“You’ve been good to him,” She watched him as he puttered around the kitchen, cleaning up a few items. “Oh, do leave that be.”
“Sorry, habit.” Joe blushed, looking over at her.
“I don’t think I’ve thanked you yet, for surprising Jack today. I mean it, dear. You’re good for him. A mother knows when her child has found their person.”
“He’s good for me as well,” He fiddled with a stray fork, “Just don’t let him hear me tell you that.”
“Of course not, our secret.” Helen winked over at him, “Now, help me with the cake.”
“Night, Jack!” Anna called out as she shut her bedroom door, but it opened a moment later, and her head popped out. “Oh, and night Joe!”
“Night Anna.” The two replied in unison, heading for Jack’s room.
“Happy birthday,” Joe tugged the younger man closer once the door was shut, his arms wrapping around Jack’s neck.
“Is this my present?” Jack smirked into the kiss, pressing Joe against the door.
“No,” Joe tilted his head back as Jack’s lips moved down along his neck, “You’re family is just outside.”
“Way to kill the mood, love.” Jack muttered, his forehead falling against Joe’s shoulder.
“How about your actual present then?”
“Wait, you actually got me something?” Jack lifted his head to look at Joe.
“You thought I didn’t?” Joe chuckled, pushing the other man away lightly. “It’s your birthday!”
“But…you coming here was enough.” Jack replied weakly, sitting on the bed as Joe headed over to his bag.
“No it wasn’t. That was because I should be here.” He took a seat beside Jack, their legs pressed against each other. “This is your present.” Joe handed over the small item, wrapped neatly.
“Who wrapped this?” Jack asked, a teasing smile on his lips. “Because you don’t know how to wrap this good.”
“Shut up and open your present.”
Joe watched nervously as Jack slowly unwrapped the black box and then opened it, gasping lightly.
“I’m not proposing!” Joe said quickly when Jack lifted his gaze to look at him, “Not yet. This is just a promise.” He reached over to remove the silver band from the box, taking Jack’s hand in his free one, “A promise that I will one day. But I’m still yours. If you’ll have me.”
“You can say no.” Joe hesitated, the ring at the tip of Jack’s finger, “We can pretend this didn’t just happen.”
“I love you.” Jack said instead, his finger slipping through the band as he leaned forward, kissing Joe softly. “And I’ll always have you.”
“Oh thank gods,” Joe breathed, lacing his fingers through Jack’s, “I was terrified you’d say no.”
“Sorry, you’re stuck with me. For life.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” Joe smiled, brushing his thumb over the cool metal, “Happy birthday, Jack. I love you.”
“Thank you for surprising me. Best birthday ever.”
I'm the guy writing about what was for me, the awesome and incredibly exciting experience of feeling my cock inside my own mother, seeing the look on her face change from squinting from the pain as I was trying to work my cock into her to excited and intense when I was able to fuck her. But my question is, is what I'm writing boring or monotonous? Please be honest. I've never done anything like this before. Kinda shocked that I'm doing it now!
I did this design awhile ago and decided to change/add some things and t be honest they could always change again. For example I inverted OS!Pap’s hoodie colors from original OT!Sans colors and gave him one stripe (whereas I gave OF!Sans 3 stripes and OT!Sans has 2).. But kept the pants relatively the same except darker. Some fluffy booties!!! HE IS SO FLUFFY MUCH FLUFF!!! I like the thought of the scarf drapes being really long and dragging on the floor as OS!Sans walks.
Please imagine: OS!Pap lazily walking but then proceeds to trip and fall over from his untied boot tassels. Also sparkly space smokes.