Jack's first thought: "Thank goodness he's alive."
His second thought: "He's going to kill me."
But he can't let go, not like this, when Glen's clutching at him like a lifeline. He'd let the man hurt him any day, offer himself if needed, if wanted. He curled up over him, smoothing his hair away from his forehead and brushing a kiss over the skin.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2010-10-21 03:25 pm (UTC)His second thought: "He's going to kill me."
But he can't let go, not like this, when Glen's clutching at him like a lifeline. He'd let the man hurt him any day, offer himself if needed, if wanted. He curled up over him, smoothing his hair away from his forehead and brushing a kiss over the skin.
"Glen?"