NSFW - Jack and John

[whatdoesithurt]

Jack watched him through half-opened eyes, definitely a little flustered by the lack of privacy now that things were going quite this far, but not really protesting, either. His breathing was a little uneven, and he slid his fingers through John's hair, tangling there lightly, almost experimentally."M'not breakable love," he murmured, wiping his

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[anightngalesang]

Jack cursed almost silently under his breath at the brush of John's tongue over him, and his fingers tightened reflexively in his hair, both at the sensation and permission. He couldn't stop the arch of his hips, either, as his head fell back a bit on the edge of the sofa and a soft moan broke free from his lips. Why he'd waited so long since the last time he'd seen the man, he didn't know, but..."Oh, god..."

[whatdoesithurt]

"That's my boy," he purred. He watched the clench of Jack's jaw for a moment, still stroking him, before dropping his mouth to the head again. This time, John sucked gently, enjoying each obscene slurp and making no effort to keep himself quiet or clean. He gave a muffled moan as he sank his mouth deeper, swallowing a few times to open his throat.

[anightngalesang]

The sounds John was making just seemed to heighten the sensation, and Jack's fingers clenched tighter in his hair, until his knuckles were near white. A shudder ran over him with each sweep of John's mouth, the heated suction better than so many things he'd even let himself dream about. His breath escaped on another moan as his hips rocked upward to meet John's mouth.

[whatdoesithurt]

John kept this rhythm for a few minutes, head bobbing slowly, taking Jack to his base each time. But eventually he pulled off, panting slightly and wiping his mouth. "Now, the question is," he murmured, "where to next?"