r u joking must be joking || p; sköll

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    jackson had had the stomach fever and cough so there he was, in his bed, sick and all. he had texted sköll that he needed help and the male had come over to find a bedridden jackson, who probably went to action with his weird sudden medical abilities. to jackson at least, cause all sköll had made him do was actually lay down and get some blankets on him. but now the brunette was coming back with the foul-tasting liquid medicine and the sick hong konger was not having it. literally. "sköll i told already-" huffing, he paused and continued with a rougher than normal,"already told you i'm not drinking that." and with that, he crossed his arms and tried to glare at his caretaker, but his tough moment was ruined by the cough he had to let loose. "serioosly." *ing english.




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    "Aw, Jackson..." He said warmly before abruptly grasping his chin. "Open your damn mouth and take the medicine!" He snapped, brows furrowing as he placed the small cup at his lips, urging him to open up. "It's cherry, how bad can it be?!" He added in an irritated tone, eyes shining with stubbornness. That was one thing the two opposites had in common: they both had a strong stubborn streak, though it seemed everything else was a difference between them, rather than similarities. It was no wonder they were constantly clashing.


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    shaking his head, he replied as best as he could,"noot good." his lips were puckered, refusing to drink the liquid that sköll was trying to force down through his mouth. jackson's dark orbs reflected the same stubborness, and attempted to pull his arms out from under the blankets and use his dwindling strength to push the man's hands that held the drink upward to get it away from his mouth. he would fight this horrendous beverage even if it killed him.




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    Sköll glared at the boy at his response, but as his hand came up and pushed Sköll's away, he would yelp. "Hey! Don't spill it! I'll be the one who has to clean it up!" He exclaimed, quickly steadying the liquid. He glared at the other again before setting the cup down on the bedside table. "Alright, if you wanna fight-" He began, pausing as he suddenly crawled atop the bed, aiming to straddle his torso, and grasp his wrists with one hand. "Then we can fight," He mumbled, taking the small cup once more and pressing it to his lips. "Open up or I'll sit on you all day!" He growled.


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    whilst his lips were puckered, the corners of his lips turned up. he would have been smirking if it weren't for the fact that if he did, it would allow sköll to make him drink it as he would have loosened his shut mouth. he raised his eyebrows as sköll set down the cup and suddenly got onto him, making jackson narrow his eyes. what was he planning? that question was answered soon enough as the male grabbed his wrists and once more put the cups to his lips, threatening to sit on him all day. just having sköll sitting on him was enough to make him want that to be so but he didn't want to have this cup at his mouth the entire time. meanwhile, jackson was planning a surprise attack and let the brunette give him the medicine, his face screwing up a the bitter cherry flavor. however he loosened one of his arms and aimed to push the arm that sköll was using to give medicine out of the way with his elbow and tried to grasp the sides of the male's jaw and pull him forward. at the same time, if it worked, jackson would lean forward and smash their lips together. it couldn't be helped, he needed something with a different taste to get the tangy flavor out of his mouth.




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    Sköll let out a soft sigh of relief as Jackson finally sipped the medicine. "Jackso-!" He began to complain, as some medicine was still in the cup, but he was cut off by the male's lips, which crashed into his like ocean waves. He let his eyes flutter shut and for a brief moment returned the kiss before he realized the other was ill- and the taste of his mouth was not exactly pleasant. He pulled back, nose crinkled at the taste. "You're sick! I'm not getting sick because of you! --Oh god, you're right that's disgusting." He said bitterly, wiping his lips with the back of his hand at the bitter taste that now resided in his mouth as well.


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    "you know you want to." jackson wiped a quick tongue across his own lips, missing sköll's already in the few seconds that passed. "told you." he struggled to sit up with sköll on him,"by the way, i didn't text you so you could stop me from fencing, i texted you so that you could get me some water." now, luckily, the taste in his mouth had been lessened plenty and he simply gazed at the face of the brunette. jackson was wanting more than just a kiss, but he knew that it wouldn't be easy to get that when he was sick. actually, practically impossible. but he could boss sköll around for entertainment in the meantime, which was a plus.




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    "Oh shut up you big dork," Sköll replied without missing a beat. As Jackson sat up, he moved for him, remaining atop him though, as that gaze of his seemed to paralyze him at times. "And you are definitely not fencing while you're sick," He deadpanned, blinking and moving to climbs off both the boy and the bed. He snatched up the cup again and moved to leave the room, entering the kitchen to rinse out the cup before putting away the medicine's bottle. The brunette dried his hands and moved back into Jackson's room with a bottle of water, setting it down on the table. "But here's your water." He muttered, resisting the urge to complain, as he knew the raven-haired boy needed to stay hydrated.


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    "how kind of you but i am perfectly able to fence, i'm not even that sick." he needily grasped the water though, opening it and beginning to take several gulps. he had been at it for about an hour before sköll arrived, and had been onto a faster way to get a touch on the opponent, much too busy to get himself water. so, he had texted someone who wasn't even at his house to get it for him. genius. "thanks." he told sköll after he had satisfied himself with his own fill of water, setting it back down on the table. he shuffled a bit, and would have smiled a cheshire grin if but it was time to enjoy himself so he simply frowned a bit as he continued to move a bit. "can you fluff my pillow?" jackson was already thinking of other things but for now this seemed to be the most amusing one.




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    "Can I-?" He echoed, brows drawn together in absurdness. "Oh, please, you can fluff your own damn pillow!" He argued, folding his arms over his chest. Sköll's gaze narrowed slightly before he turned away, seating himself at the bottom of his bed. "I didn't waste my car's gas just to fluff your pillows." He mumbled, resting his elbows on his knees as he peered out the window, reminding him of the time Jackson had broken his.


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    "hey, i'm sick, fluff my *ing pillow." jackson sat up more and pulled the pillow out from behind him and aimed to throw it at sköll's face. that was probably a bad idea but now he did need to fluff his pillow, due to the fact that sköll had refused to. "you wasted gas for me, that's reason enough." the brunette was right, he hadn't come to fluff his pillow but for an even stupider reason,"actually, no wait, you wasted gas to get me water."




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    "Hey!" He exclaimed as the pillow had thrown at him. He was quick to catch it, glaring at the pillow. He turned back to Jackson, face reading of complete irritation as he patted the pillow in several places. He then aimed to toss it right back at the boy's face, crossing his arms again. "Actually I wasted gas in hopes of getting something better." He grumbled under his breath, almost inaudibly, a scowl upon his features. Who even texted someone who wasn't even in their house to get them water? He thought it had been some stupid excuse to get him to come over. But apparently not, he had guessed, as he had walked in and heard the coughing of the other.


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    his fluffed pillow hit him straight in the face, but it was soft so it didn't hurt and he set it behind him. hopes of getting something better? the words he could barely hear but was definitely sure he heard made him raise his eyebrows. was sköll wanting the same thing as jackson? hopefully he was, because as hot as he was right now, literally his forehead was on fire- he was hoping for some action before he wore himself out. but that was only on a need to know basis because right now it appeared sköll and jackson had the same interests. a small grin was on his face as he pushed off the covers off, relieved at feeling the cool sensation on his once covered limbs. he then began to shuffle forward to sköll's spot on the end of the bed, a mischevious glint in his dark eyes. "well you're in luck, i had been hoping the same thing." as he reached him, he aimed to carefully move a hand to get a light grasp with his fingers of the male's chin and tilt it in his direction. if it worked, he would lean down from his spot above sköll, as he was sitting on his knees, and to crash their lips together for the second time. jackson couldn't be satsified with one kiss, he needed a lot more.




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    Sköll wrapped an arm around one of the bed's little support poles. But as Jackson threw back the covers, Sköll's brows furrowed. "Jackson you should b-" He was cut off, once again, by the boy's lips against his. He didn't hesitate as much this time, feeling a warmth bloom in his chest as their lips danced. Sköll moved a hand to cup his cheek as he deepened the kiss. Sköll wouldn't mind getting sick- it was just a little stomach ache, right? That wasn't too bad, he could survive, perhaps even with Jackson as his caretaker next time.


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    jackson was, at the least, overjoyed that sköll couldn't resist the kiss. it seemed like he couldn't keep his hands off the other male, fingers greedily running through the brunette's hair. he didn't really want this to stop, heavy hot breaths barely happening due to the vicious cycle of lip locking. this was interesting to see if he could get any hotter, steaming body already in flames with the kisses. his idea was going rather smoothly, jackson truly had the best kissing abilties ever, and began to slightly push with one of the hands he freed from sköll's hair instead on the man's chest to get him down on the bed. but jackson would have to prevent the male from touching anywhere on his burning neck or forehead, it would ruin the whole thing and he began to keep a keen eye on sköll's hands and their destinations.




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    Sköll let his concerns go as their lips intertwined and danced, feeling swept away in the moment. As he was pushed down to lie on the bed, he moved a hand to Jackson's waist, grasping at him greedily. Sköll was only able to let out a few short breaths between their kisses, Jackson's cherry breath mingling with Sköll's minty gasps. He ran his hand under the male's shirt, gliding over his toned body as his other hand raised in aim to rest on his neck.


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    jackson was now ontop of sköll and was enjoying the spot very much. each second that the male's hand was on him was each moment that the hong konger grew weak, his defined arms that could seem so strong were like laffy taffy. laffy taffy in the sense that they could hold him but could also bend quite easily. actually, more like a about to fall over jello tower. whatever the comparison, what he saw incoming was sköll's hand. jackson himself had almost gotten swept away in a rush of all the heated kisses between him the male that he had forgotten the limb momentarily. he wouldn't have minded if it wasn't headed straight for his neck but it was and jackson reached out with a hand, aiming to grab sköll's wrist in a not so subtle manner. *. it was the only thing he could think of, because it turned out slow motion actually wasn't a thing. in an attempt to fix what he just done, he quickly moved his fingers to intertwine with sköll's. he was trying to control his facial emotions, so what he had done didn't seem so adrupt but instead in the moment but he honestly wouldn't be able to know how sköll was going to react.




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    Suddenly a hand grasped Sköll's wrist, and his eyes fluttered open at the forceful action. He squirmed slightly, but he relaxed as Jackson intertwined their their hands, though the actions were a bit clumsy. But the awkwardness helped him realize his surroundings and what exactly was going on. He pulled away from Jackson's lips, tugging his hand away so he could use both hands to scoot out from under the other. "Jackson you're sick, we shouldn't be doing this and you know that too." He murmured, face slightly flushed from their little makeout session. Sköll avoided his eyes, as he felt as he would just fall back into the boy's embrace if he did so.


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    "not really." jackson mumbled, chewing on his recently active bottom lip as sköll moved away, somehow glad for the subtraction of the extra heat. but namely not glad that what was so good was just tooken away. like a child that had candy taken from him, jackson was upset and whiny. however he didn't think that going on would be a good idea either, namely because if he continued on he would have been overwhelmed in the kisses and closeness of their bodies and just completely fall under a spell. but, alas, he was young and therefore stupid. he tiredly leaned over to wrap hid arms around sköll and rest his forehead against the other's neck,"maybe i can be the one to lay down instead."




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    Sköll sighed lightly at the male's reply, his eyes scanned his face which seemed to have fallen into a pout. But then the boy wrapped his arms around him and rested his forehead on his neck- which was burning hot. "Jackson, you're burning up," He murmured in surprise, placing a hand on the back of his neck. "Jesus Christ," He scoffed, wondering how Jackson even felt up to such activity when he had this high of a fever. "No, c'mon, you can't possibly be feeling right." He said, holding the boy's head to his chest and placing a kiss atop his head.


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