"It's A Gift"
Okay, Wraith. You asked for it.
New PWP, by special request of Wraith. It's NC-17, Jack/Daniel.
IT’S A GIFT
Jack smiled down at his naked lover. Daniel was stretched out on the bed, on his back, looking up at Jack with an slightly doubtful expression. “Are you comfortable?” Jack asked.
“Yes,” Daniel drawled.
“Because this is going to take a while, and you should be comfortable,” Jack teased.
“Just do it, okay?” Daniel said in exasperation.
“It?” Jack questioned, grinning broadly.
“Something. Do something.” Daniel’s hips shifted restlessly on the bed, and he glared up at Jack.
Relenting, Jack climbed onto the bed, and straddled Daniel. “Your wish is my command,” he commented happily.
Daniel snorted, and reaching up, hooked two fingers into Jack’s leather collar. Tugging firmly, he pulled Jack’s face down to within inches of his own. “You’re on thin ice, here, Jack,” he said softly. “This could, oh so easily, change into you being over my knee getting your bottom blistered.”
Jack pouted and fluttered his eyelashes wildly. Daniel dissolved into giggles. Jack beamed fondly at his lover’s flushed, relaxed face. “That’s it, Danny,” he coaxed. “Just lay back and leave everything to me.”
Daniel grimaced slightly. “I’m not that good at giving up control, you know.”
Jack’s mind instantly flooded with arousing images of Daniel in control, and himself melting under Daniel’s firm touch. He successfully blocked the thoughts, not wanting to become too aroused, too soon. “Have I told you lately that I adore you?” he sighed.
Daniel blinked up at him in surprise. “Um, I don’t actually think it’s ever come up. In quite those words.” A shy smile curved his lips, and a wondering light glowed in his eyes.
“Well, I do,” Jack said softly, touching Daniel’s face. “Let me show you.”
Daniel’s heart began to beat a little faster. “Okay,” he breathed. “Show me.”
~~Jack’s POV~~
Jack decided to start at the top and work his way down. He placed his lips against Daniel’s forehead, very softly. And again. Then he traced Daniel’s eyebrows, first going against the grain, feeling each hair as it dragged over the tip of his tongue, and then smoothing them back down with long licks. Afterwards, he kissed them both. He raised his head enough to meet Daniel’s eyes, which quickly snapped shut. Jack smiled, and planted tiny kisses on the quivering eyelids. Hearing his lover’s sigh, he lingered there for a few moments.
Then he moved down to the nose, and kissed it on the very tip. It wrinkled up, and blue eyes peered out between Daniel’s eyelashes. One more lingering kiss for the nose, and on to the cheeks. Every inch had to be covered with silent kisses, on both sides. Daniel’s eyes were wide open now, and sparkling with happiness. A loud, smacking kiss to his chin caused Daniel’s lips to part as a gust of laughter escaped him.
Jack pounced.
Pressing his lips firmly against Daniel’s, he dove deep with his tongue. Daniel’s mouth opened wider. There was a distinct moan. Jack grunted with satisfaction, and caressed Daniel’s tongue with a lazy stroke of his own. Daniel returned the favor. Jack explored his lover’s mouth, rubbing along the surface of each tooth, tasting Daniel’s brand of toothpaste, and the underlying taste that was unique to the other man. Daniel’s tongue touched his occasionally, in quick, soft, darting movements.
Jack slowly withdrew his tongue, pausing to swipe it around the very inside of Daniel’s lips. Daniel made a murmuring sound, and gave the tip of Jack’s tongue a last lick. Now Jack nibbled along his lover’s pouty lower lip, using his teeth, making the lip swell and redden. Daniel’s hands were clutching at his shoulders. Jack licked soothingly, and one of Daniel’s hands stroked his back.
The upper lip now received its turn. Jack took it gently into his mouth and sucked on it. He felt Daniel’s breath gust warmly against his skin. He nipped at the lip, then released it. “Jack,” the other man sighed. Daniel’s own tongue came out and moistened his lips, leaving them glistening. Jack groaned, and lowered his head again, kissing his lover fiercely. He could do this for hours. Days.
But it was time to move on. This was only the beginning. Fighting against both the strong pull of Daniel’s mouth, and the pressure of his hands, Jack turned his attention to his lover’s neck. He dragged his mouth along the tender, freshly-shaven skin, kissing and licking. Daniel’s neck arched, exposing his throat, offering his vulnerability to Jack, who seized the invitation greedily. He latched on to the base of Daniel’s throat, feeling the pulsing blood beneath his questing lips. He used his tongue to taste the delicate skin, feeling Daniel’s hands tighten on his shoulders. As he let himself be held there, tongue lapping at Daniel’s warmth, he felt his cock stirring to life.
He raised his head, and shifted his weight backwards so that he was no longer leaning on his hands. He raised them to Daniel’s broad shoulders and began to stroke along the slope. Daniel wiggled a little beneath his touch, and Jack rubbed a bit harder. A hum came from Daniel’s throat. Jack smiled, and let his hands travel in broad sweeping motions across his lover’s smooth chest. Nipples stood to attention as his palms grazed over them. He took one nipple between his fingers and thumb, and squeezed. Daniel’s back arched, thrusting his chest towards Jack, silently begging for more stimulation.
Jack lowered his head until it hovered inches above Daniel’s right nipple. He exhaled slowly, blowing against the puckering skin. He felt Daniel’s cock as it rose and pressed lightly against his inner thigh. He reached out his tongue, and licked around the nipple, not quite touching it yet. Daniel’s breathing changed, grew harsher. Jack touched the tip of his tongue to the peak of the nipple, just holding it there. He felt Daniel move beneath him, pressing upwards. He finally took the nipple into his mouth, and closed his teeth on it firmly. He heard Daniel gasp, felt his body convulse. Daniel’s hand slid up over his neck and cupped around the back of his head, holding him in place with the slightest of pressures.
Jack began to suckle, and heard Daniel groan his approval. He hollowed his cheeks, drawing the nipple further into his warm mouth, stretching it away from Daniel‘s chest. He lapped at it with the flat of his tongue, swirling around and around it. He used his teeth again, gently, shifting his jaw and letting Daniel feel the changing pressure as different surfaces of his teeth sank into the aroused flesh. Daniel’s hand was heavy on his head now, and he could hear his lover panting.
Abandoning the right nipple, Jack kissed his way across the other man’s chest, his tongue leaving a moist trail. When he closed his mouth over the left nipple, Daniel moaned, “Yes.” Jack lifted his head for a second, and made a soothing sound. Then he returned his full attention to the task at hand, tormenting Daniel’s flesh sweetly, making this teat throb in unison with its twin. The pressure of Daniel’s cock against Jack’s leg grew more insistent. Jack continued to hold his own arousal at bay.
Jack smiled inwardly. Let Daniel be the one to suffer for a change. After all the times that he had had to hold back from coming until he had received permission, Jack considered this a walk in the park. Daniel wasn’t even trying to stimulate him. This time it was all about Daniel, and Jack could easily wait to collect his own reward. As he crawled down over Daniel’s body, dragging his lips over slightly damp skin, pausing to dip his tongue into Daniel’s navel, he wondered briefly what form that reward would take.
He realized how dangerous that line of thinking was, however, as he felt his own cock reacting as it grazed against the hairs of Daniel’s leg. Whatever Daniel came up with as a ‘thank you’, it would be delightful. It always was. Change the subject. Don’t think about it, don’t speculate.
He sank back over Daniel’s knees, and eyed the lovely vision before him. Daniel’s face was nearly crimson with passion, his eyes mere lustful slits. His hands twisted slowly, gripping at the bed sheet. His cock stood erect, tilting in the direction of his head, beginning to arch towards his stomach. His lips were still swollen from Jack‘s loving attentions, and red with arousal. His chest rose and fell with each of his heavy breaths, the nipples standing high, unnaturally elongated.
Jack took Daniel’s cock into his hand, and watched as his lover’s head tossed on the pillow, and his eyes slid completely closed. Jack leaned forward, and kissed the head of the cock, teasing the moist slit with his tongue. Daniel gasped loudly, and then groaned in protest as Jack released him. But Jack’s next move had him purring, as expected.
Daniel’s balls were a major erogenous zone. As Jack licked at them, Daniel’s body twisted helplessly. When he sucked one into his mouth, Daniel’s hands clenched in Jack’s hair. Hissing sounds issued from Daniel’s mouth. Jack’s cock twitched with pleasure at each involuntary sound or movement that he wrested from Daniel’s body.
Well-satisfied, Jack pulled away from Daniel’s testicles, after imparting one last loving kiss to each. He climbed off Daniel’s painfully aroused body, and patted him on the thigh.
“Turn over.”
~~Daniel’s POV~~
Daniel turned over slowly, trying to arrange his aching erection beneath himself in the least uncomfortable way possible. He still couldn’t quite believe that he had let Jack talk him into this, but he in no way was regretting his decision. He felt Jack’s hands descend on his back, and was surprised to feel them slide easily up his spine. Jack was using something a little bit slippery. His eyelids fluttered shut. That felt really nice.
He felt Jack rubbing at the back of his shoulders, his neck. It was wonderfully relaxing. Daniel admitted to himself that he had gotten a little tense when Jack told him to turn over. Jack shifted position slightly, and Daniel felt the other man’s cock drag against his skin. He smiled. Jack was clearly enjoying this. Good. Although he didn’t quite see how….
Lips. Tongue. Trailing down his spine. Daniel tingled in places he didn’t know he had. A moan escaped him. Jack’s hands were rubbing lightly along the sides of his ribcage, as his mouth continued to explore Daniel’s back.
Teeth nipped lightly along one of Daniel’s sides. His cock throbbed into the mattress. And now Jack was rubbing again, long slow strokes. The rhythm was hypnotic, but Daniel was far too aroused to be in any danger of dozing off.
And then, without warning, Jack’s weight was pressing Daniel down into the mattress. Daniel felt his lover’s feet against his own soles, and Jack’s hands were on top of his. He was supporting all of Jack’s weight, and it was hard to breathe. He felt Jack’s mouth against his ear, and shivered with delight as the other man’s tongue painted moist patterns on his skin. Teeth sank, feeling needle-sharp, into his earlobe. He panted.
The weight lifted, as Jack changed course. Warm, calloused hands were kneading firmly at his buttocks now. Daniel tried not to tense up. Soft butterfly kisses danced from the small of his back down over his tailbone. He felt Jack’s lips touch the top of his cleft. A tongue flickered, teasing, tickling the sensitive area. Even as Daniel began to brace himself for what came next, Jack switched gears again.
The mattress moved up and down, and one of Jack’s legs appeared in front of Daniel’s turned head. And Jack’s mouth began to trail down the back of Daniel’s left leg, kissing, licking and biting as it went. And Daniel could feel Jack’s cock, dragging its moist tip over his buttocks as the other man moved down his body. He shivered as the wet tracks rapidly cooled on his skin.
Jack’s weight was lying atop his legs now, as the other man reached full stretch. Warm hands stroked his ankle, and the arch of his foot. A tongue slithered across the base of his toes. Daniel gasped, as the sensation transferred itself directly to his trapped cock. Each toe was being given careful attention, laved and loved. Daniel’s hands scrabbled at the bed sheet, as Jack moved the moist heat of his mouth across to the other foot. “Oh, God,” he moaned. “Jack!”
It was torment. Sweet and painful. And fitting. How many times had he tormented Jack? And Jack adored him for it. He had said so, hadn’t he? Daniel’s body began to tremble. “Jack,” he whimpered.
The weight of Jack’s body lifted once more, and the mattress moved again. A warm hand caressed up the back of his right leg, moving with infinite slowness. “Get on your knees, Danny,” he heard.
Daniel struggled to his knees. It was finally here, and he wasn’t nervous or reluctant any more. He was desperate. Jack had played him like a violin, and he was more than ready now. He felt Jack’s hands on the cheeks of his ass, pulling them apart. He swayed on his knees, lowering his head.
He was ready. He was clean. He had washed himself twice, carefully. And rinsed for ages.
He waited. And then he felt it. The first delicate touch. Jack’s tongue, between his cheeks, licking him. He jerked as though an electric shock had passed through his body. More licks, tentative, gentle. He moaned. Jack’s hand patted him soothingly, and then pulled him open once more. More forcefully, exposing him more completely.
Hot breath. He felt his own breath rasping in his lungs. Then the tip of his lover’s tongue was licking inquisitively at his opening, testing the resistance, exploring. Darting in. Twisting. Pulling out. Back in. Deeper. Back out.
Jack’s tongue licked over his hole in broad swipes. Daniel cried out, begging. And then it was inside him again, alive and wriggling. Withdrawing. Thrusting back in. Again. Fucking him.
Jack’s tongue. Fucking him.
Daniel’s brain dissolved, as his cock erupted. He could still feel Jack’s tongue inside him, working him, loving him. He felt Jack’s hand against the inside of his thigh, and felt fingertips stroking his ball sac. He yelled, as his balls contracted almost painfully, releasing more of his semen. He gibbered incoherently.
Jack’s tongue swirled inside Daniel’s ass. A last trickle of come dripped from his untouched cock. He collapsed forward onto the bed, his asshole contracting, empty now, but still tingling with all the wonderful feelings Jack’s talented tongue had produced. Daniel gasped for oxygen, his mind spinning. He hazily felt the mattress shift, and blinked as Jack’s face appeared before him.
He watched as Jack cocked his head and smirked, eyebrows raised.
“You’re good,” Daniel managed to say.
He felt the warm weight of Jack’s hand drop onto his shoulder as the other man smiled smugly.
“Happy Birthday, Danny.”
THE END