#Junglehook

[milesworld96]

I’m back at it, the only thing I have energy for lately

[m7nd3w]

Yeah. Hi.

[99hook]

Confessions

Synopsis: Hook is having a bad day and just wants y/n’s attention, but so does someone else

Warnings: cursing

A/N: literally something that popped into my head nobody asked for. I hope you loveee it! Happy Forbidden Door day loves

Hook was going through it today. From the moment his eyes opened in the morning, anything that could’ve possibly gone wrong; went wrong.

That’s why he’s got attitude written all over his face, more than the usual. A shattered phone screen from dropping it on the concrete outside his hotel, a large stain on his shirt and sticky skin beneath from spilling his drink and not having time to shower before needing to arrive at the arena and to top it all off, he rounds the corner and finds you laughing at something Jack says.

Jack isn’t even funny.

He watched as the two of you were cutting up about something that was probably just a way for Jack to try and make a move on you. You were his friend, just like you were Hook’s but something about the look in Jack’s eye paired with the heartfelt laughs echoing down the hall made Hook’s ears burn. He didn’t like what he was seeing.

He watched with narrowed eyes as Jack discretely took a step closer to you. The two of you were way too close for comfort and it was taking Hook’s bad mood and tripling it. If anyone knew what Jack was trying to do, it was Hook. It was obvious he was trying to make a move on you. The lame joke he probably told you was his first little attempt and even though Hook had no grounds to be angry about it, he still was, and he didn’t care if he showed it or not.

His feelings for you were secretly bottled up and it has been that way for months now. He’s come close to confessing but every time he does he gets tongue tied. Nobody knows that but him, so it wasn’t like he told Jack and Jack still tried to get with you. But still, wasn’t okay to Hook.

In the midst of another eruption of laughter Hook clears his throat from behind Jack and earns your attention. There’s a look on Hook’s face that screams pissed off and he doesn’t try to mask it.

“Hey man” Jack slaps a hand on Hook’s shoulder making him tense up immediately. He knows he has no actual right to be mad at Jack right now but that doesn’t stop him from jerking his shoulder to get his hand off of him before he might actually break it off.

There was a look that crossed Jack’s face but he didn’t ask what was wrong. Hook ignored Jack’s stare and focused on you instead. He already knew you could tell something was going on with him like you always did. One thing that draws Hook to you like a magnet is the fact you can read him like a book, even when he doesn’t understand his feelings himself.

One look at his dark eyes and the way his lips were pulled in a thin, tight line and you could see that something was bothering him horribly.

“Can I talk to you for a minute, Y/N?” Hook asked, emphasizing your name as a non suggestive way to get Jack to leave. He took the hint but not without shooting another questionable glare Hook’s way.

“I’ll catch you later, Y/N.” Jack muttered before he walked off, leaving just you and the boy glaring down at you for reasons you didn’t understand.

“You okay?” You asked, wanting to reach out and rub your hand down his arm, or something that could maybe comfort him in some way but your hesitation kept you from it.

Hook inhaled a deep breath and exhaled an annoyed sigh before he simply shook his head. Truth be told, all he wanted was to see you, be the one laughing in the hallway at some stupid joke with you because you always had a way of brightening his whole entire day no matter how horrible it might be, and now he’s realizing that he has to do something before someone else does. Whether that be Jack or anyone else in the world.

“Well, what’s wrong?” You asked, wanting to take a step closer to him, but feeling as though your feet were nailed to the ground. You weren’t sure how to act or what to say or do, because the way Hook is staring down at you with a look in his eyes you hadn’t seen from him before made you feel like he was angry with you, or something along those lines.

“Do you and Jack have something going on?” He mustered enough courage to ask, swallowing past the lump in his throat. He watched as your brows knitted together and a look of genuine confusion crossed your face. He didn’t expect that you would ever lie to him, but he searched for the signs anyway.

“What? No. Why would you think that?” You asked, noting the way he seemed to somewhat relax his clenched jaw and stiff shoulders.

“I saw y’all cutting up down here, so I just thought-“ he cut himself off, feeling both relieved and now unsure how to go about this conversation without seeming like a total dick.

“Is that why you’re acting weird?” You asked, unsure if you were piecing the puzzle together or not. Hook being jealous of jungleboy made no sense… unless.

“I’m not acting weird.” He deadpanned. “I was just gonna say hes my boy and all but I don’t really think he’d be a good guy for you, personally.”

You stared up at him, unsure if you believed anything that he was saying. Hook avoided your stare and instead averted his attention to the hallway as if he was waiting for someone to show up and save him from having to have this conversation that made him feel incredible vulnerable and nervous, which was unfamiliar and uncomfortable territory for him.

“Mm.” You hummed, and he heard the skepticism in your voice. He knew you didn’t believe the bullshit he was feeding you. You crossed your arms and he caught sight of the way you were squinting at him, which he knew was something you did when you were thinking hard about something.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked, mimicking the way you were looking by squinting his own eyes and crossing his arms.

“I mean you’re obviously lying to me.” You chuckled, noting the way his cheeks tinge red.

“I don’t lie. Especially not to you.” He replied, suddenly feeling extremely nervous and maybe even a little shaky. He tucked his hands tight into the folds of his arms so you couldn’t see if they were starting to tremble or not. An affect only you ever had on him.

“No?” You tested, taking a step forward. His adams apple bobbed as he swallowed but he was doing his best to keep that poker face on.

“Nope.” He nearly mumbled, slicking his tongue over the dryness of his plump lips as he looked down on you, into your wide and round eyes he never seems to be able to get enough of.

“Mm.” You hummed again. Nothing but skepticism filling your voice and he acted like he didn’t notice it.

“Mm?” He mimicked. “Mm what?”

You couldn’t help but let a smile creep up to your lips, which confused him. “What?” He asked again.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes, realizing that what everyone had been telling you was true.

“Tyler-“ the use of his real name suddenly had his heart hammering in his chest. It wasn’t often that you called him that, but he loved it every single time.

“Y/N.” His voice was a little shakier than he would have liked. He instantly cleared his throat and hoped you didn’t realize that he’s a ball of anxiousness because of you right now.

“Do you want to stop playing games and tell each other the truth now, or what?” You took another step closer, leaving you only mere inches apart. Hook was taken back by your sudden boldness and was left tongue tied like he always gets when he’s so close to finally, finally confessing his feelings for you.

Looking up into his round, dark eyes you can see that he was having all kinds of emotions coursing through him and it was likely you weren’t going to get a confession out of him first.

“You know what me and Jack were talking about before you showed up?” You asked, watching as Hook’s brows knitted and that tension returned to his face at just the mention of Jack’s name.

“Hm.” He hummed sternly.

“We were talking about you, and how you and I need to finally stop acting like nervous middle schoolers and finally admit how we feel about each other, because apparently we’re a hot topic around this place. Apparently we’ve been madly in love with each other from day one and everyone knows it but us.”

You laughed your way through the confession that wasn’t as much of one as you wanted it to be, and Hook wasn’t sure whether to take that and run with it or keep those feelings bottled up inside. As much as he wanted to admit everything to you, he still wasn’t sure if you’d feel the same way for him, and the last thing he wanted was to lose his best friend completely.

“That’s- damn. Didn’t know we were like, talked about so much.” He shifted on his feet as the nervousness crashed through him in another strong, unsteady wave.

“Me either.” You suddenly felt too nervous to look into his eyes. Your attention adverts to the floor where the tops of his shoes and yours were just a few centimeters from touching. Picking your head up you realize he was even closer now, and there was so much to be said but suddenly you couldn’t even fathom a single word.

Hook’s calloused hands cupped your cheeks gently. “If you don’t want me to kiss you, tell me now.” His raspy voice let out in a low, strong whisper. Your lips parted as if you were going to speak but nothing came out and as he moved in closer, you raised up on your tip toes and there was only a split second that passed before you felt his soft, plump lips land on yours, and as gentle as the kiss was, it ignited something extremely powerful within both of you instantly.

The taste of two types of mints lingered and intermingled between your mouth and his and it was going to be a flavor you craved from here on out.

Months. You both thought about this exact moment for months and finally it was happening and it was even better than your dreamiest fantasy. Hook was gentle and slow and the softness of his lips paired with the rough stubble prickling your skin was an experience all on its own. It was everything you never knew you needed and when he pulled away, you instantly craved him again.

His hands stayed cupping your cheeks as his thumbs gently dusted over your smooth skin, admiring secretly how silky smooth it was beneath the calloused pads. There wasn’t much you two could even fathom at that moment, both way too taken back to form words, and you were about to lean in again when you heard slow clapping from down the hallway.

You two immediately broke apart and put as much distance as possible between each other, Hook’s cheeks reddened deeply matching yours when you saw that the claps belonged to Taz.

“It’s about damn time.” He belted out with a hearty laugh that boomed down the hallway. “I hate to break up this love fest but Hook, your match is up next.”

That’s when Hook glanced at his watch and realized the time. He had two minutes to get to the gorilla. “Shit.” He muttered. “Can I meet you back here afterwards?” He asked, and you quickly nodded, unable to keep your smile from spreading widely across your face. Hook nodded back, then leaned in and placed a quick peck to your cheek before rushing off down the hallway to a waiting, smiling taz.

He threw his arm around his son as they headed towards the gorilla, and before they disappeared you heard the words, “You finally did it son. Fucking finally!”

[jungledboy]

Thought it was kind of nuts for Christian to not only attack Taz but also attack Hook like this when.. y'know.. Jack had a match right afterwards.. and he looked extra pissed off.. because he went through the same thing with Christian down to the killswitch.. and he did a poisonrana during his match which is typically from his babyface moveset.. I'm grasping for straws desperately but the story is there if you squint

[himbos-hotline]

This snippet is brought to you by being awake for over 17 hours and my chemical romance!

It's enough for Jack to start babbling into Hook's open mouth, letting his tongue slide across the soft swollen pinkness of his tongue and soon he has him pinned against the wet bathtub, sucking on his top surgery scars. There's the taste of skin in Jack's mouth and he's hungry for more. He noses at Hooks underarms, licks at the sweat gathered there and then he shoves himself down, shifting his legs over his shoulders and as Jack's brain snaps back through years and years, he licks and bites and sucks at Hook until he's squirting into his mouth and Jack remembers the joy of biting into ripe mangos; juice dribbling down his chin.

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[powderflower]

drawing ask: junglehook + something cute!

the something cute is jungle boy :)

[junglemax]

going thru it tonight so hoping that writing smthn silly will help

jack doesn’t know why hook’s being so weird about taking a shower together.

[mini drabble]

“Alright, well, I’m gonna go take a shower,” Jack sighs, pushing his hair back. “You wanna join?”

Hook snorts from the bed and doesn’t look up from his phone. “Yeah, right.”

Jack frowns. “I’m being serious. Do you want to join me?”

Hook finally looks up and wrinkles his nose. “No, that’s weird.”

“Why is it weird?”

“Because- look, I know you came from the jungle and all that, but here in society we don’t take showers with other people unless you’re like, in a relationship. Okay?”

Jack stares at him for a good few seconds before scoffing. “That’s a dumb rule.”

“Go take your shower, you weirdo.”

“Fine. Feel free to join me at any time!” Jack calls as he finally enters the bathroom.

“I will not be joining you, so don’t worry about that,” Hook mumbles.

[tacodemuerte]

while on the topic of jungle hook i think,,, i think it should hav been more toXIC..jack shoulda been making all kinds of threats, key hook's FTW beLT..i think he should have used all the manipulation tactics he learned from cagE....NFKJDFGHBDJK 🐱🐱

[milesworld96]

I’m back on my bullshit

[mjfass]

Wrestling continues being difficult to explain

[fly-guys]

Trent tweeted this during the junglehook match 

[switchbladekatie]

HOOKHAUSEN + JUNGLEHOOK

[jungledboy]

Daisyhead — Wonder

"Sometimes, I wonder if things would be better if I never knew you,

And on the other side of that door, a family awaits you,

One that won’t be broken anymore"

https://open.spotify.com/track/2lvqIhLISxfKF8J1MHrqum?si=UZwmNEidQNq0iCE22NZA8A

[lovethathookhausen730]

Synthetic Love

Part 5: Save Me

Summary: Tyler wants to do whatever it takes to protect Y/N from Jack Perry and Anna Jay

Tags: @shawtys-things

Y/N'S POV

I decided not to show up for Dynamite tonight but I did promised whoever sent me that mysterious message that I would meet up with them in their hotel room as I sat on my bed thinking about the whole situation I let everything sink into my head as i heard my phone buzzing and i read it carefully seeing the same mysterious message

???: I'm at the hotel now come see me room 203

I sighed deeply and begin putting on my comfortable clothes and a hoodie so nobody from the arena would see me as I walked out of my hotel room looking both ways to see if anyone was watching me as I head towards the room number 203 which was the second floor of this luxury hotel as I made my way to second floor and went straight towards 203 and knocked on the door having a gut feeling this was a big mistake of my life yet again....

Tyler's POV

As soon as I heard the knock on the door I immediately got up and went to answer it seeing Y/N as I hugged her before looking at her face which was all red and puffy as I sighed softly "come in" I told her softly as she walked into my hotel room as I closed the door and turn to look at her

"so it was you that sent me the mystery text" she said as I nod in reply and sat on my bed taking off my hoodie and set it beside me and looked up at her as I let her speak before I did

"how did you get my number I never gave it to you" she asked as I sighed deeply and looked at her wanting to be straight up honest with her

"Skye Blue gave me you're number I told her if you were showing up for dynamite and she said no so I asked her for you're number so I can tell you to meet me in my hotel room" I explained as she nods in reply sniffling slightly as she looked down for a moment before sighing softly before begin fumbling with her finger against her hoodie

"why am I here Tyler?" She asked as she looked at me as I inhaled sharply and looked at her seeing the pain in her eyes which caused me to get worried even more

"I want to save you from Jack Perry and Anna Jay Darius told me what happened and I knew right then and there I needed to find you knowing Jack Perry he's fucked up in the head since betraying me at Forbidden Door 2" I explained as I remember that night Jack betrayed me after everything I did for him as I felt her sitting next to me as I sighed deeply looking down

"I'm sorry he did that to you Tyler but you don't have to save me from this I did this to myself and this is my way of saying that I deserve this" she said as I shook my head and looked at her and lightly took my hands into hers as I lightly move my thumbs back and forth on her hands

"you don't understand y/n Jack is going to make your life a living hell like he did with me alongside with Anna Jay and I don't want that to happen to you I don't want you to go through what I had to go through please let me save you from this I promise to protect you from him and anyone that gets to you" I begged as I felt my heart sinking for her I don't want her to go through the things I did when Jack put me through hell

I watched her reaction to see if she'll accept the offer of me saving her as she looked at me and smiles softly "fine I'll accept the offer but if you end up hurting me Tyler... I will never forgive you and I will end up leaving AEW for good" she said as I hugged her lightly stroking her hair as I smiled softly

"you have my word y/n I won't let anyone hurt you ever again" I said as I let her stay in my hotel room for the rest of the night letting the boys know I wouldn't be out tonight as I let her fall asleep on my chest as I watched her sleep peacefully on me I'm glad she's finally giving me a chance to save her from all of this and as for Jack Perry, he's gonna have a hell week from me and I'll make sure he feels all the pain that he put y/n through I will make him pay for his sick and twisted games....

[himbos-hotline]

if you want a CHALLENGE for the smut thing, my ot3 is hook/jack/darby and they could toooootally go for the "in a bathtub" option at the bottom if you had a really big jacuzzi tub lmaooooo

You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals

2,245 words || Darby/Hook/Jack || Trans Hook and Jack perry || Pre jack perry jungle boy

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The sounds of water splashing makes Jungle boy miss home. He lays on the bed, legs wrapped around a pillow as his eyes study the half open bathroom door through the thick tangle of his curls. He blinks slowly, tilts his head against the bends of his arms and watches; follows the shadows of Darby and Hooks bodies dancing against the white tiles. He follows the way that Darby's hand wraps the around Hook's middle as if trying to pull him closer and Jack remembers shadows shifting of cave walls; animals all bared teeth and anger ripping each others throats out and as he follows the way that Hook's shadow melts into a formless blob, Jack can almost taste blood on the back of his canines.

He sits up slowly, back arched and chin pinned against the bed as Hook's whimpering moans start to tumble like winter leaves.

He slinks off the bed, letting the pillow slip against his legs and Jack pretends to hate the feeling of the hem rubbing against the inside of his bare thighs. He stands slowly, pushing hair out his face and without his feet telling him too, he stumbles towards the bathroom. His hands are against the door long before Hook's moans pitch up and hit Jack's ears. He feels them sit high in the back of his head and it almost feels like he's been shot and the heat of his own blood is drowning his brain in the warm pleasure that grows through him. The door creaks when he pushes it open and his bare feet splash softly into the puddles of water.

For a few seconds, he just watched; studies how Hooks toes curl when Darby shoves his pussy against the pulsing jets. Hook's head falls back against Darby's shoulder and above them the shower drizzles wetting their bodies until the two of them are moving together in a way that Jack's seen in movie glimpses. His mouth opens and he blinks slowly as heat pools the heat of his legs and as he steps closer, Jack reaches a hand out to slowly stroke Hook's wet hair out his face, he studies the way that Hook's pupils expand against the dark brown of his eyes. Jack wonders if he was to lean into to kiss him, that the coals of his pupils would ignite and embers of desire and the heat of pleasure would swallow them up.

Instead, Jack just stares, watches how tears collect in the corner of Hooks eyes, how Darby stares at him, whispering praise in his ear and its enough that Jack drops to his knees in front of the bathtub and presses soft kisses to the inside of Hooks trembling calves, teeth dragging against the wet flesh until he feels hooks muscles tighten between his teeth. The animal inside his body tells Jack to bite down; to rip until Hook is screaming, bedding and Jack has blood drizzling over his bottom lip but instead he just rises up and watches the way Hook's body becomes loose against Darby's and how Hook's clit twitches with overstimulation.

He strokes a finger across one of the jets with a curiousness; watches how it pulls and pushes the skin on the back of his palm before he drags a finger innocently across Hook's soaked folds, watching how he groans and whimpers, hips bucking back against Darby's front. And it's enough for Jack to curl his top lip and stick his head under the running shower to pull Darby in for a kiss as shaking hands tangle and tug at Hook's hair until he squirms away and settles himself against the taps. "You want a turn Jack?" Darby asks as he settles against the bathtub, watching how Jack stares at the bathtub. "I see your nose twitching. I know you want this."

Hook's fingers are gentle as they wrap around Jack's thighs. He strokes his soft fingertips against Jack's dripping clit and it's the first time that Jack has become aware of the feeling in his body; the way his hips twitch forward and how his legs spread allowing Hook to slide two fingers into his hole with ease. "He's already open." He mumbles, spreading his fingers before pulling them out and studying them slowly as Jack's body turns a soft pink. There's the sound of aching limbs and shaking bodies knocking against the porcelain as Darby moves Jack into the bath.

The water is warm around his soft skin and Jack remembers bathing in creeks and hot springs. He remembers hot steam flooding across his chest as he relaxed; bringing a chill when he'd sit up and chilly winter air would hit his bare chest and his nipples would become two stiff peaks that Jack would roll between his fingers.

He does it now as Hook moves to position his legs in a W shape; he purposely pushes his hip back so Jack's swelling clit pushes against the hard bone of his heel and it hurts just enough that Jack slumps and slips under the water. Darby's above him giggling when his fingers wrap around Jack's hair and he tugs him up, "You good?" He asks and Jack just grunts, swallowing the muted taste of Hooks cum in the water. "Good. You wanna be human, you'll have to learn how to get off properly. Like a real man." He reaches under the water and pitches Jack's already throbbing clit between his knuckles, releasing a breathy laugh when Jack lunges forward, all sharp teeth and spit.

He bites down on Darby's fingers that brush and drag across the scruff on his face, pushing wet curls off his face and it's almost too much for Jack, his teeth drag slowly to the tip of Darby's fingers and he sucks slowly at first, desperate to taste the lust that soaks out of Darby's sweat. "Good boy." Darby whispers and Jack hums around the digits as they bend and shift to drag out his mouth, leaving behind a trail of spit that connects the two of them.

"Open." Darby orders, using his free hand to drag Hook closer and Jack watches as he feeds Hook Jack's spit. It makes Jack stomach feel warm as Hook groans around Darby's fingers; the hand on Jacks thigh squeezing so hard his pale knuckles shift white and Jack's hips slip just enough so the bubbling jacuzzi brushes tenderly against his soaked folds and its enough for Jack to flinch, gasping in a trembling breath.

"Like it?" Hook whispers, voice barely audible above the pounding of the shower and the buzzing of the pumps but Jack nods anyway, letting his legs shift until they are loose across the end of the bathtub and he allows Hook to hold his hips down against the jets and Jack allows his mouth to fall open, whimpering and gasping as Darby stands above them, one hand pressing lightly into the side of his hard cock. He grins and strokes a free hand through Jack's hair mumbling praise.

Jack's own orgasm sneaks up on him; he rides the pulsing jet, helped along by Hook's tight hands keeping his shaking hips in a slow rhythm as he studies the way Jack rocks and trembles with pleasure. He can't help the way his hands part his wet folds, pinching his clit downwards so the water pounds against it and Jack almost yells in pain; choking on his own pleasure as he cums again, Hook puffs air out his nose and pulls his hands slowly off Jack, folding them politely into his lap as he stares up at Darby, watching how hard he is.

"You want more don't you." Darby tells Jack, a few seconds later. He reaches down, letting the water drizzle down the plughole and Jack sits against the damp porcelain gazing at Hook on the floor. He doesn't say it like a question but Hook nods anyway, nose wrinkling as Darby slides his hard cock across his bottom lip. "You both want more" He hums and this time Jack barks out a small "please." And it's enough for Darby to pull Hook up by his hair and move him into the bathtub.

"I think it would be hot if you two fucked each other." He hummed and this time his voice does edge up in curiosity. Hook and Jack look at one another; study each other's matching eyes and when they find the same matching desire they nod, Jack scratching his knee against the plughole as he crawls into Hook's lap to kiss him, rubbing soaked folds against his bare thighs. He pictures coating his tattoos in his cum and as Hook moans into his mouth, Jack lets him roll his nipples between his rough fingers.

It's enough for Jack to start babbling into Hook's open mouth, letting his tongue slide across the soft swollen pinkness of his tongue and soon he has him pinned against the wet bathtub, sucking on his top surgery scars. There's the taste of skin in Jack's mouth and he's hungry for more. He noses at Hooks underarms, licks at the sweat gathered there and then he shoves himself down, shifting his legs over his shoulders and as Jack's brain snaps back through years and years, he licks and bites and sucks at Hook until he's squirting into his mouth and Jack remembers the joy of biting into ripe mangos; juice dribbling down his chin.

Hooks moaning into his skin and when Jack peaks through his frizzing curls, he watches Darby yank Hook close enough that he can fuck his cock into his mouth. It's slow at first, Darby grunting out almost musically to Jack's ears and almost like it's the beat of his heart; his tongue starts slowly stroking inside Hook's pussy and he smiles as his nose brushes against his hair and soon Hook's squirming as he cums again. Jack feels his own clit swelling with pleasure and he has to bring himself up for air.

They trade positions; Jack's head nuzzled neatly between the faucets, mouth open and body decorated in goosebumps as Hook lets his legs wrap loosely around Jack's hips. There's no build up, just a whimper of desperation as Hook grinds his throbbing clit into Jack's. He feels their cum mixing and when he opens his mouth, he gratefully accepts Darby sliding his cock into his mouth and Jack sucks heavily, greedily as he hums in pleasure. His body trembles and his hands shake to wrap around and slip two fingers into Hook's pulsing holes, poking around curiously as Hook spit dribbles from his open, dazed mouth across Jack's heavy chest as he tucks his head tightly into the gap between Jack's shoulder and neck.

Jack's orgasm isn't as powerful as before, it drizzles into the last splashes of water and he throbs in overstimulation. He pulls his fingers out of Hook and moves the two of them into resting against one another gasping and panting. He swallows around Darby's throbbing cock as Jack struggles to keep his spit in his mouth as Darby thrusts into the warm of the back of his throat. He gags, feeling his throat flutter around Darby and he listens to the way he moans above him and Jack, forcing blissed out eyes open, sees Darby almost like he's a God; floating above them, kissing them hard enough that it leaves them starving. It makes Jack groan, tipping his head backwards as he hollows his cheeks and swallows sweetly when Darby shoots ropes of cum down his throat, he pulls out slowly, letting the last of his cum drip out over Jack's tits, until it collects against Jack and Hook's shaking frames; staining them both in a mix of his cum and sweat. 

The shower above them has turned to a drizzle and none of them remember who exactly turned it off or when but as Darby reaches down to wipe himself off on a wash cloth, he reaches up and switches it on again. He washes both of them slowly; letting large hands fall over delicate bodies and soon the three of them stand, wrapped in towels as they stumble their way back into the bedroom.

"I hope you stay like this." Darby whispers to Jack in the darkness, long after Hook's fallen asleep and Jack crinkles his nose, kissing the taste of what he can only believe is love off his skin.

"Why?" He asks into the pillows of Darby's mouth, stretching his hand out to slide a hand into the back of Hooks waistband while he sleeps, stroking the small of his back slowly.

Darby smiles, pulling them both a little tighter against his bare chest. "You're more fun this way." He whispers, pressing a kiss into Jack's unruly curls. "You ever miss the jungle?"

Jack shakes his head, moves his hand off Hook when he rolls over to blink half-awake eyes at them. "Why?" Hook's mumbles voice comes out, thickened and half drooled into the sheets.

"The jungle doesn't have you."

Darby chuckles a little. "It also doesn't have jets for you to get off on."

"Can we do that again soon? I wanna learn more." Jack asks and Darby leans down to kiss him softer than before.

"I promise."

Jack leans into the kiss before burying his head into the pillow. As he lays, listening to Hook's heartbeat pound through the mattress, he doesn't miss home. Not once.

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