Lost: untitled Jack/Sawyer ficlet
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I was doing some harddrive cleaning the other day and I stumbled upon this teensy ficlet.
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Jack/Sawyer
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 950ish
Summary: Jack + Sawyer + honey = sticky goodness
A/N: No spoilers or warnings
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Don't sue.
"Do you know how sticky that's gonna be?"
"I don't care."
Sawyer eyed the jar of Dharma honey warily, but the look in Jack's eyes told him he could just endure it. If it made Jack that fucking horny, he could survive it, even if he was sticky for a week after.
Jack stuck one finger into the jar and withdrew it, carrying it over to Sawyer's mouth before it dripped away all that golden sweetness. Sawyer pulled in his finger, sucking gently, almost overwhelmed by the taste. Quickly, Jack's mouth was on his, searching out the remnants of the honey on his tongue. He'd set the jar down, and now he was making quick work of removing Sawyer's clothes, the shirt first and then his pants. Usually Sawyer didn't feel self-conscious naked, but there was something about a honey jar poised over his skin that made him feel absolutely exposed. He could feel every bit of the breeze that came into the tent blowing over his skin, down his chest and over his stomach, caressing the sensitive skin of his cock. He could also feel Jack's eyes on him, hungry and hard.
It occurred to him that it was a singularly bad idea to use honey with so much sand around, and he said so, but Jack just smiled and said, "Just a couple of strategic places, Sawyer. I promise."
Sawyer had expected Jack to tip the jar and drizzle his whole chest, or maybe his back, with the honey, but instead he dipped in his finger again, and when he pulled it out, he poised it over Sawyer's cock and let it drip slowly over his whole length. It was warm and thick, and it coursed in aching slowness in rivulets down toward his head. Jack didn't even wait, he simply smeared the rest over the tip and then brought that finger back to his mouth. While he leisurely sucked his finger clean, he wasn't even looking at Sawyer's face but at his cock; but Sawyer was looking right at Jack's mouth, where his finger slid in and out, knowing that this was Jack's way of teasing him, and it surely worked.
Jack sucked extra long on his finger and the honey threatened to finally drip from Sawyer's cock. Sawyer felt a drop gather at his slit, and just as it was prepared to drip, Jack had bowed his head down and caught the drop on the tip of his tongue. He looked up at Sawyer and opened his mouth to take in Sawyer's head with a wet suck and a groan.
It was an odd but wonderful sensation, Jack taking him in slowly, using his tongue, flat and hard, to clean off all the honey, from his slit all the way up to the root of his cock. Occasionally, he swallowed, and it made Sawyer nearly beg him to stop teasing and suck him like he meant it, like he wanted to get him off. But Jack was being thorough, and when he pulled off, Sawyer looked a lot less sticky, even though he could still feel a light coating of honey now drying on his skin.
Sawyer gave him a questioning look, but he just pushed back against Sawyer's legs, so he would raise them a little. This time, he poured it straight from the jar, drizzling a circle around the pucker of his asshole. He didn't mean to tease this time. He quickly swiped his tongue over Sawyer's entrance, which didn't so much clean up as spread the honey. Jack licked at it over and over, sometimes stopping to probe the tip of his tongue inside. If he wasn't preparing him for something, he was obviously trying to drive him nearly insane. Finally, Sawyer said, "Finish me. Shit, it's too much."
Without protest, Jack went back to his cock, and he took it almost all the way in, using his tongue just the way Sawyer liked-fast and hard, sucking steadily. Somehow, the honey added friction to what he was doing, and it didn't take long before Sawyer's hips were lifting, forcing his cock up and into Jack's mouth a few times before he came with a sudden burst of adrenaline.
Like the honey before, Jack sucked off and swallowed down all of Sawyer's come. He still felt vaguely sticky, but the lust in Jack's eyes made him glad to endure it. Jack was already tugging at his belt, almost ripping off his clothes.
Sawyer, in his post-orgasm contentment, managed a giggle at Jack's expense. "The way I see it, whatever you're planning means you're getting sticky too."
"I'm not that patient. Or crazy."
"So it's okay for my dick to be all coated in honey, but you're-"
"Sawyer, shut up and suck me off. Now."
"You're a bossy motherfucker, aren't you?"
Jack was completely naked now, and he sighed. "One-you know that." Leaning over Sawyer again, looking slightly predatory, he said, "Two-I will beg you if I have to."
Sawyer considered that for a moment, but instead he simply said, "I ain't never met a man with such a sweet tooth."
As he moved up to straddle Sawyer's hips, he said impatiently, "No, it's an oral fixation. I'd probably cover you in anything I could lick off. Now, please, get your mouth on me."
"Well, since you asked so nicely…."
Jack planted himself just at Sawyer's chest so Sawyer could guide his cock into his mouth. He didn't need any honey to crave the taste of it and to be overwhelmed by it.
***
This was all I wrote, but if you'd like to add to it by means of comment porn, it would be a most welcome addition. :)
I was doing some harddrive cleaning the other day and I stumbled upon this teensy ficlet.
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Jack/Sawyer
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 950ish
Summary: Jack + Sawyer + honey = sticky goodness
A/N: No spoilers or warnings
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Don't sue.
"Do you know how sticky that's gonna be?"
"I don't care."
Sawyer eyed the jar of Dharma honey warily, but the look in Jack's eyes told him he could just endure it. If it made Jack that fucking horny, he could survive it, even if he was sticky for a week after.
Jack stuck one finger into the jar and withdrew it, carrying it over to Sawyer's mouth before it dripped away all that golden sweetness. Sawyer pulled in his finger, sucking gently, almost overwhelmed by the taste. Quickly, Jack's mouth was on his, searching out the remnants of the honey on his tongue. He'd set the jar down, and now he was making quick work of removing Sawyer's clothes, the shirt first and then his pants. Usually Sawyer didn't feel self-conscious naked, but there was something about a honey jar poised over his skin that made him feel absolutely exposed. He could feel every bit of the breeze that came into the tent blowing over his skin, down his chest and over his stomach, caressing the sensitive skin of his cock. He could also feel Jack's eyes on him, hungry and hard.
It occurred to him that it was a singularly bad idea to use honey with so much sand around, and he said so, but Jack just smiled and said, "Just a couple of strategic places, Sawyer. I promise."
Sawyer had expected Jack to tip the jar and drizzle his whole chest, or maybe his back, with the honey, but instead he dipped in his finger again, and when he pulled it out, he poised it over Sawyer's cock and let it drip slowly over his whole length. It was warm and thick, and it coursed in aching slowness in rivulets down toward his head. Jack didn't even wait, he simply smeared the rest over the tip and then brought that finger back to his mouth. While he leisurely sucked his finger clean, he wasn't even looking at Sawyer's face but at his cock; but Sawyer was looking right at Jack's mouth, where his finger slid in and out, knowing that this was Jack's way of teasing him, and it surely worked.
Jack sucked extra long on his finger and the honey threatened to finally drip from Sawyer's cock. Sawyer felt a drop gather at his slit, and just as it was prepared to drip, Jack had bowed his head down and caught the drop on the tip of his tongue. He looked up at Sawyer and opened his mouth to take in Sawyer's head with a wet suck and a groan.
It was an odd but wonderful sensation, Jack taking him in slowly, using his tongue, flat and hard, to clean off all the honey, from his slit all the way up to the root of his cock. Occasionally, he swallowed, and it made Sawyer nearly beg him to stop teasing and suck him like he meant it, like he wanted to get him off. But Jack was being thorough, and when he pulled off, Sawyer looked a lot less sticky, even though he could still feel a light coating of honey now drying on his skin.
Sawyer gave him a questioning look, but he just pushed back against Sawyer's legs, so he would raise them a little. This time, he poured it straight from the jar, drizzling a circle around the pucker of his asshole. He didn't mean to tease this time. He quickly swiped his tongue over Sawyer's entrance, which didn't so much clean up as spread the honey. Jack licked at it over and over, sometimes stopping to probe the tip of his tongue inside. If he wasn't preparing him for something, he was obviously trying to drive him nearly insane. Finally, Sawyer said, "Finish me. Shit, it's too much."
Without protest, Jack went back to his cock, and he took it almost all the way in, using his tongue just the way Sawyer liked-fast and hard, sucking steadily. Somehow, the honey added friction to what he was doing, and it didn't take long before Sawyer's hips were lifting, forcing his cock up and into Jack's mouth a few times before he came with a sudden burst of adrenaline.
Like the honey before, Jack sucked off and swallowed down all of Sawyer's come. He still felt vaguely sticky, but the lust in Jack's eyes made him glad to endure it. Jack was already tugging at his belt, almost ripping off his clothes.
Sawyer, in his post-orgasm contentment, managed a giggle at Jack's expense. "The way I see it, whatever you're planning means you're getting sticky too."
"I'm not that patient. Or crazy."
"So it's okay for my dick to be all coated in honey, but you're-"
"Sawyer, shut up and suck me off. Now."
"You're a bossy motherfucker, aren't you?"
Jack was completely naked now, and he sighed. "One-you know that." Leaning over Sawyer again, looking slightly predatory, he said, "Two-I will beg you if I have to."
Sawyer considered that for a moment, but instead he simply said, "I ain't never met a man with such a sweet tooth."
As he moved up to straddle Sawyer's hips, he said impatiently, "No, it's an oral fixation. I'd probably cover you in anything I could lick off. Now, please, get your mouth on me."
"Well, since you asked so nicely…."
Jack planted himself just at Sawyer's chest so Sawyer could guide his cock into his mouth. He didn't need any honey to crave the taste of it and to be overwhelmed by it.
***
This was all I wrote, but if you'd like to add to it by means of comment porn, it would be a most welcome addition. :)