Fic ; YGO 5D's
Title: Wine Glasses
Pairing: Rex/Jack
Rating: R
Genre: Yaoi
Summary: Pre Fortune Cup. Rex and Jack are horny? Wine is involved. Pants may or may not be taken off.
Notes: Haha, i think I was craving wine? .-.
Jack was drunk. Jack was drunk and so was Godwin, because the man must have had a couple glasses more than him before he even got there.
That was all Jack could really think while Rex groped him though the brand new dress pants that Rex gave him. Jack was sure Rex was appreciating the irony of now wanting to remove them. That is, until that hand was directly on him, sans glove, skin against skin.
Jack wanted to look down just to see what Rex's hands looked like, he'd never seen them, but he couldn't because if he did he might come right there (it had been so long) not to mention Rex's body was nearly draped over his, the mans large shoulder just under his head. Strangely Rex really wasn't touching him, aside from his hands...well one hand.
Jack was wound up so tight, as Rex could likely tell, judging from the no-nonsense pace. He might only last a few more seconds. Jack was starting to mutter nonsense and half words like Yee~ and Gou~ and Yuu~
That last one didn't really come as a surprise to Rex, but it was definitely information worth exploring in the future, now that he had hard evidence.
And then there it was, hot and hard and fast as Jack's whole being seized and gave way to nothing and everything and feeling.
While Jack lay there, recovering on the couch, Rex utilized his handkerchief and then gave it to Jack. He noticed Rex' other hand still had the glass of wine in it, and that combined with the fact that Rex didn't quite look flustered enough for someone who just gave and handjob, made Jack a mischievous kind of furious.
He got down on his knees and gently lay his hands on Rex' thighs. Rex looked surprised but didn't immediately protest aside from the initial,"You don't have to do tha-" and then a muffled moan as Jack found his way though Rex' pants. Jack smirked and then put his mouth to use, cutting off Rex's ability to speak forthright.
Things went nearly just as hot and fast as it went with Jack ( because if it had been long for Jack, he had absolutely nothing on Rex) only Rex' reactions remained wordless and relatively quiet, which is why Jack jumped and nearly caused Rex undue pain when the sound of breaking glass came from above him.
"What was that?" Jack brought his head up, and saw Rex's left hand stained with what was ether blood, wine, or both.
"It's nothing, I dropped the glass," Rex lied, cursing the fact that he forgot the glass was in his prosthetic hand, and crushed the thing to pieces. Jack gave a barely amused grunt and went back to work, eliciting a most satisfying sound from Rex as he brought the man to climax shortly after.
Jack climbed back onto the couch and sprawled out, finding Rex' handkerchief and giving it back to him. He then found his nearly empty glass of wine and finished it off.
Rex cleaned himself up and tried to regulate his breathing. He wondered where his right glove went, when Jack threw it on his lap as he got up to leave.
"Did you hurt your hand," Jack pointed to Rex' left.
"No, no I'll be fine....do you remember the way to your room from here?" Rex changed the subject.
"Yeah..." Jack looked unsure but gave a nod of thanks that he hoped the older man would appreciate.
Rex did, giving one of his own as Jack left the room. He then took Jack's glass and poured himself more wine, then headed to his own room thinking he might actually sleep relatively well this night.
Pairing: Rex/Jack
Rating: R
Genre: Yaoi
Summary: Pre Fortune Cup. Rex and Jack are horny? Wine is involved. Pants may or may not be taken off.
Notes: Haha, i think I was craving wine? .-.
Jack was drunk. Jack was drunk and so was Godwin, because the man must have had a couple glasses more than him before he even got there.
That was all Jack could really think while Rex groped him though the brand new dress pants that Rex gave him. Jack was sure Rex was appreciating the irony of now wanting to remove them. That is, until that hand was directly on him, sans glove, skin against skin.
Jack wanted to look down just to see what Rex's hands looked like, he'd never seen them, but he couldn't because if he did he might come right there (it had been so long) not to mention Rex's body was nearly draped over his, the mans large shoulder just under his head. Strangely Rex really wasn't touching him, aside from his hands...well one hand.
Jack was wound up so tight, as Rex could likely tell, judging from the no-nonsense pace. He might only last a few more seconds. Jack was starting to mutter nonsense and half words like Yee~ and Gou~ and Yuu~
That last one didn't really come as a surprise to Rex, but it was definitely information worth exploring in the future, now that he had hard evidence.
And then there it was, hot and hard and fast as Jack's whole being seized and gave way to nothing and everything and feeling.
While Jack lay there, recovering on the couch, Rex utilized his handkerchief and then gave it to Jack. He noticed Rex' other hand still had the glass of wine in it, and that combined with the fact that Rex didn't quite look flustered enough for someone who just gave and handjob, made Jack a mischievous kind of furious.
He got down on his knees and gently lay his hands on Rex' thighs. Rex looked surprised but didn't immediately protest aside from the initial,"You don't have to do tha-" and then a muffled moan as Jack found his way though Rex' pants. Jack smirked and then put his mouth to use, cutting off Rex's ability to speak forthright.
Things went nearly just as hot and fast as it went with Jack ( because if it had been long for Jack, he had absolutely nothing on Rex) only Rex' reactions remained wordless and relatively quiet, which is why Jack jumped and nearly caused Rex undue pain when the sound of breaking glass came from above him.
"What was that?" Jack brought his head up, and saw Rex's left hand stained with what was ether blood, wine, or both.
"It's nothing, I dropped the glass," Rex lied, cursing the fact that he forgot the glass was in his prosthetic hand, and crushed the thing to pieces. Jack gave a barely amused grunt and went back to work, eliciting a most satisfying sound from Rex as he brought the man to climax shortly after.
Jack climbed back onto the couch and sprawled out, finding Rex' handkerchief and giving it back to him. He then found his nearly empty glass of wine and finished it off.
Rex cleaned himself up and tried to regulate his breathing. He wondered where his right glove went, when Jack threw it on his lap as he got up to leave.
"Did you hurt your hand," Jack pointed to Rex' left.
"No, no I'll be fine....do you remember the way to your room from here?" Rex changed the subject.
"Yeah..." Jack looked unsure but gave a nod of thanks that he hoped the older man would appreciate.
Rex did, giving one of his own as Jack left the room. He then took Jack's glass and poured himself more wine, then headed to his own room thinking he might actually sleep relatively well this night.