If I asked you to wear a dress, would you? [There was a glint in his eyes that he didn't bother to hide. Sometimes he wanted to do very unmentionable things to Jack. The kinds of things that he'd be shy to discuss with him. His hands did skim down along Jack's sides and rested on his hips, leaning back enough to have a look at them.]

Too narrow, but I mean... I kind of have a thing for you and we should... try fun stuff. And well, mom wants to have something to do with my wedding. She's told me this since day one-- since day before I can remember. Max remembers it better.

[Don't mind him while he takes this opportunity to duck his head and kiss Jack's neck, definitely leaving a sharp mark there because he wanted Jack to remember he was home]