Lexxie ran his fingers back through his red hair, still slightly damp from the hot shower he just stepped out of. "Uhh, Jack, you're not going to tell me where we're going?" He begged as he stepped back into their room, scrounging around in his drawer for some nice going-out clothes.
Jack pointedly avoided staring at his boyfriend's nakedness and shook his head. "Not telling." A multitude of rustles told him Lexxie was dressed and that it was safe for him to look. Safe in the sense that... he wouldn't be tempted to jump him and therefore be late for the reservations.
"Of course," he mused, tugging Lexxie's collar straight, "I could be bringing you to a derelict building somewhere in the wilderness. Once we reach there, I could tie you up and have my wicked way with you."
The shorter boy tolerated Jack's straightening of his collar, mind wandering at the thought of Jack and him out in a cabin in the middle of no-where.
"That'd be perfect, Jack," he confided to his partner, although secretly he planned on groping his boyfriend, no matter where they were going. Whether they were in a queue or just waiting for some old man to sort their papers out, he was going to grope Jack ^_^.
"I'm ready, and you..." he placed his palm upon Jack's chest, leaning up close to breathe into his ear, "look positively lickable." Before he spun away, yanking open the door. "Let's go!"
Jack cleared his throat, stood up from the bed and followed Lexxie out. "You don't even know where we're going," he reminded.
Lexxie paused in mid-bounce. "I thought we were going to an old abandoned building to have sex."
"No, we're not." Jack sometimes wondered how Lexxie could be quite so... innocent. "We're going for dinner."
A crestfallen look fell over Lexxie's features as he heard this, followed by a quiet "Oh.." But then, dinner could lead to sex afterwards. Or maybe they were going to a restaurant with extra large toilet cubicles and Jack was going to pin him against a wall and strip him slowly in there.
"Dinner's fine then." He reached out for Jack's hand, fingers intertwining. "Lead the way."
Jack peered down at Lexxie, squeezing his hand gently. "Don't look so sad... I'm not going to allow anything sexual till after midnight. But you're not going to want any either."
"How's that possible?" griped Lexxie, who let go of Jack's hand to wrap that arm around the taller boy's waist. Jack smiled and slipped an arm round Lexxie's shoulders.
"You'll see."
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They reached the restaurant within fifteen minutes, even though they had walked a good way there, wind biting at their noses and ears. Jack gave his name to the lady at the entrance, who smiled at Lexxie ["Isn't he cute?"] and led them to a nice small table at the far end of the restaurant. There was a single long-stemmed red rose on one plate, and a little blue candle in the middle of the table.
Lexxie was still perplexed about not wanting any sex from Jack before midnight. But all thoughts fled when he set eyes upon the rose.
"Ohh. Mine?" Lexxie lifted the rose to inhale its scent, a smile given to Jack. "Arigato.. It's beautiful." A look at the table, that candle spied, and Lexxie gave Jack a whimsical grin. "You're trying to romance me, Jack."
"Of course. It's the only way to keep your mind off sex." Jack held the chair away from the table. "Your seat, love."
Lexxie's smile widened absently and he looked around. "No menu?"
"Nope." Jack sat down opposite Lexxie and waved for the waitress. "Everything's been pre-ordered."
Lexxie settled into his seat, the rose idly twirled between his fingers, admired and adored. "Jack, I haven't told you enough how perfect you are to me, hai?"
"Sure you have." The candlelight reflected gently off round metal frames, giving Jack a warm glow. "Lots of times. But I like hearing it." He leaned across the table to give Lexxie a slow kiss. "And you're perfect to me, too."
Lexxie melted beneath the kiss, rational thought completely abandoning him. It was only when the waiter cleared his throat, wanting to slide their plates onto the table, that reality slowly dawned on Lexxie, and he reluctantly broke the kiss.
Jack calmly smiled at the waiter, who looked like he was quite used to such scenes. "Thank you," he said placidly, and turned to Lexxie. "Hope you liked what I took the liberties of ordering."
"You know, whatever happens, you'll always be my favorite person," he admitted to Jack, before he began eating his dinner, the fried chicken savoured and enjoyed. "You always know how to best please me."
Jack smiled slightly and began eating his own dinner. If Lexxie thought he was in heaven now...
Later, as they finished dessert, Jack murmured, "There's still a whole itinerary left to complete, you know..."
Lexxie blinked up from his pudding. "Really?"
"Really."
Jack had paid for the meal beforehand, so they just left a tip for their waiter and walked out of the restaurant, the rose still dangling from Lexxie's free hand. The other one was tangled in Jack's.
"Your ride awaits," Jack said with a flourish, as he led Lexxie up to a sleek silver convertible and pulled something out of his pocket. He pressed a button on the keyring and the car beeped accordingly as the doors unlocked.
Jack opened the passenger door for Lexxie, the acrobatic man sliding into the smooth leather seat. Lexxie watched his boyfriend move with fluid grace around the front of the car, before he hopped in the drivers side. "Oh, Jack, you're spoiling me."
Jack gave Lexxie one of his rare grins, one that actually showed teeth, and started the engine. The purring was soon drowned out as Jack flicked on the radio and the intro of Lexxie's favourite song came floating out of the speakers.
