Felix drove Jack back to his house just in time to see the movers pull up.  Jack hefted Edgar in his arms and went to open up the house as Felix walked over to met them.  Jack pushed the door open, turning around to see Felix chuckling with one of the guys.  The pain shot through his heart like a burning needle.  Small but lethal.  Jack clenched his jaw and kicked himself mentally as he looked away.  Why was he getting upset?  Felix was just being friendly.  Why was he feeling jealous?  Jack took Edgar to the back door towards the backyard, when the memory of Mark kissing Ethan materialized into view.  Jack's grip loosened on Edgar as his heart ached.  Lowering his eyes to the floor and away from the painful memory, Jack muttered to himself.  "Don't do this... not now".  Edgar licked his cheek, pulling Jack out of his thoughts with a smile.  Patting Edgar's head, Jack told him happily.  "Thanks for that".  Setting Edgar out in the large backyard, Jack forced himself to push the past away. 

The movers carried in the boxes and Jack directed them to what room they belonged in.  He didn't have a whole lot of stuff, but he had enough.  Felix helped to organize the boxes in the rooms for the movers to bring in more, while separating important boxes that Jack pointed out.  When the last box was brought in, Felix shook hands with that same mover.  Jack felt weird about it.  Why was Felix getting so chummy with this particular guy?  Jack thanked the movers and watched them leave.  Beside him Felix nudged his arm playfully, asking with a smirk.  "What's with the look"?  Jack shrugged, walking back into the house as he answered blandly.  "I don't know what you mean".  Felix followed him into the house, replying a bit softer.  "He recognized me".  Jack stopped to pick up a kitchen box, mumbling out.  "Ok".  Jack removed a pair of scissors from his kitchen drawer, setting the box on the counter to open it.  Felix's hand draped over his to stop his hand as he fumbled to get a good grip on the scissors.  He was trying too hard to be casual, but his mind was all over the place.

Felix took the scissors from him and whispered over his shoulder.  "Jack".  Jack sighed heavily, telling Felix bluntly.  "I know. I just... I just don't know what's wrong with me right now".  Felix leaned back, stroking Jack's arm comfortingly as he said in a softer voice.  "You're hurting. If you want I can leave Edgar with you for a while? That way if you want to be alone... "?  Something snapped in Jack's mind and he turned to wrap his arms around Felix's neck.  Felix wrapped his arms tightly around Jack's waist.  Jack didn't want Felix to leave.  He felt like he needed to show Felix what he wanted.  He didn't want to loose him.  Running his hand up the back of Felix's neck, Jack leaned back only enough to let Felix lean into his kiss.  The kiss was tender at first, but quickly started to turn hungry.  Jack's hands trailed down Felix's back grabbing the hem of his shirt to pull up over his head.  Felix broke the kiss to help yank his shirt off. 

Jack watched Felix toss his shirt away and grabbed the hem of his own shirt.  He only got it halfway up his chest, when Felix's hands touched his bare sides.  Jack hesitated for a moment, feeling Felix's hands move up his sides to help pull his shirt off over his head.  Jack swallowed hard, his hands yanking Felix closer by his jeans.  Felix flashed him a grin and began to unbuckle Jack's belt as he tried to quickly remove his.  Jack was just a bit faster as he pushed Felix's pants down his hips a little.  Felix purposefully moved slower, opening Jack's pants and kneeling as he pulled his pants and underwear down his legs.  Jack tilted his head back, his hands squeezing Felix's shoulders as Felix brushed his lips up one of his bare legs.  Felix's arms wrapped around his back, his lips kissing a trail up his stomach to his collarbone as he stood back up.  Jack's body wasn't responding.  He just let Felix continue for a moment.  He didn't want to stop him.  Felix kissed up his neck, huskily whispering breathlessly against Jack's ear.  "How do you want to do this, Jack"?

Jack was feeling light-headed and his legs were about to buckle.  So, he took Felix's arm and carefully pulled him down to the tile floor.  The tile floor was cold, but Jack didn't care.  His skin was burning anyway.  Felix kneeled down next to him and Jack just couldn't wait.  Pushing Felix back across the tile, Jack swung his leg over Felix's hip.  Felix chuckled trying to push his pants and underwear farther down his legs as Jack straddled him.  Jack leaned over Felix, kissing him aggressively and teasingly rubbing his body over Felix.  Felix gently bit Jack's lip and gripped his hips so tightly that his fingers dug into Jack's flesh.  Felix wanted him to sit so badly, but Jack refused to.  He was having too much fun making Felix work for it.  Felix let out a soft growl and Jack moved lower to kiss a trail down his chest a bit.  Felix ran a hand through Jack's green bangs, trying to coax him back to kiss him.  Instead, Jack grabbed Felix's arm to teasingly kiss along his arms.  Lingering over every inch of every single one of Felix's arm tattoos.

Felix moaned softly, raising his hips to force Jack to shift up closer.  Jack smirked and Felix growled out playfully.  "You irish tease".  Jack took hold of Felix's jaw and whispered against his lips.  "Aren't you the Swedish bitch"?  Felix's eyes narrowed, but Jack kissed him passionately before he could respond.  Felix cupped Jack's face tenderly, before wrapping a leg over Jack's and rolling him over onto his back.  Laying over Jack, Felix purred against Jack's neck playfully.  "Just for that, I'm not going to let you top".  Jack chuckled loudly, shifting more comfortably beneath Felix.  He was only slightly nervous about the fact that this would be his first time with Felix.  The rest of him just couldn't wait to get closer to him.  To Be Continued...