Jack licked his lips and grinned, swaying his pants a half centimeter further down. "You've done this before," he said. "But you missed a bit."

He sauntered forward, letting his pants slip a tiny bit more, bent very close to Zephyr's. "There's another rule. I can touch you anywhere I want." He let his fingers hover above Zephyr's, on the zipper of his jeans. So close... "If I want."