#jacky boy and vicky baby vibes

[elvisabutler]

"I think I'm in love with you," he whispers the words out in a rush as he struggles to remember to breathe. He's said he loves her before and she's told him she loves him but if there's one thing Elvis and Elaine have taught Jack with remarkable clarity it's that it's one thing to love someone but another entirely to be in love with someone. His eyes focus on her startled face that quickly seems to be shuttering right before his eyes. "You- Victoria- You don't have to say it back. I- I'm- I just- I'm in love with you." "Were you drinking?" The question slips from her lips like she means it as a joke but it's not. "Have you been drinking?"

don't you want to sleep with someone normal? ♫

[elvisabutler]

cough cough @precious-little-scoundrel. cough cough @ab4eva

AGATHA AND THE CURSE OF ISHTAR 2019 | dir. Sam Yates

[elvisabutler]

Jack & Vic vibes 🩵👀

a lil. miss christo what are you doing in my inbox with this. 🤭 WHO TOLD YOU TO ATTACK ME LIKE THIS. which is to say jesus christ princess, you're not even remotely wrong. right down to the car. which is to say enjoy a present for your efforts.

It's infuriating and arousing in a way that should humiliate him and yet it doesn't. Somehow her dragging him by the arm the moment the meeting had ended didn't raise his hackles despite him knowing it should. It didn't make him think of how it might look because her grey eyes look as wild and violent as any storm on the sea. He's made her look that way just because he showed up at a place she didn't expect him to. He's made her look that way because he's here and not back home or wherever she thinks he should have gone. Against any better judgment that's in his head, he smiles, his dimples threatening to take over his cheeks. He smiles and she looks at him like murdering him might be on the table even as she opens her car door and shoves him into her backseat. Somehow she avoids hitting his head and climbs in on top of him. She's too far away, Jack thinks, she needs to be on top of him like she had been the night before. She needs to somehow pin him to the seats of this car so that she can feel how he's already pressing against his slacks and knowing his luck, making a mess of his unfortunately required underwear. "Why in God's Green and Blue Earth do you think a Presley would be in British Columbia?" Jack hisses in Vic's ear, enjoying the shudder that goes through her as he pulls her down enough to feel the press of her chest against his. A far cry from the night before when he shuddered and cried out as they fucked. A far cry from the way his cock stood at attention over a flick and a request for a washcloth. "We're American." "Doing something for that father or sister of yours. Scoping out venues to tour in," she practically snarls, her hand moving to undo his slacks. Her lips move to bite at his neck, forcing down the groan she has at just how much precum she feels even through his underwear. "You should have told me, little Jackson. Saved me the trouble watching you walk into the meeting, acting as if you belong there. Daddy's money paid for your spot, didn't it?"

[aconflagrationofmyown]

uhem, “But sometimes she stays…”

AGATHA AND THE CURSE OF ISHTAR 2019 | dir. Sam Yates

[ab4eva]

AGATHA AND THE CURSE OF ISHTAR 2019 | dir. Sam Yates