rockabillyboy | (no subject)

Usually, Jack Vincent is an early riser. He gets up and he runs or he does yoga. He usually makes breakfast and brings Poison coffee in bed. They had a late night, though, so he's still sleeping when his alarm goes off. He reaches out, hitting snooze and turns over, burrowing his face into Poison's chest.

"Nope. Not yet," he murmurs.

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From:

rockabillyboy

Part of Jack wishes that Poison was naked in his arms, but the thin cotton of his t-shirt feels so good rubbing over his nipples like that he can't actually complain. He leans up, taking a kiss, sloppy and hungry and open mouthed.

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison devours Jack's mouth, trying to taste every part of him. He has to break it so he can breath, so he can push himself up a little more to get more power behind each thrust of his hips. He wants Jack to feel it. He adjusts his position again so he can take Jack's hand, guide it down between his legs to show him right where his clit his. "Figure out what feels good, baby... wanna feel you come," he breathes. "You feel so fucking good."

From:

rockabillyboy

Between the press of their bodies, Jack twitches his fingers, stroking them over his clit, teasing a little, gasping at how good it feels to touch himself like that as Poison fucks him.

"You feel incredible."

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afabulouskilljoy

"You," he murmurs against Jack's cheek. He drops his head, catching Jack's tit so he can catch his nipple, so he can give a firm suck, a careful bite before he picks his head up again. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna come. Wanna feel you come honey, tell me what you need."

From:

rockabillyboy

Jack's back arches an he makes a soft noise, his cunt tightening around Poison's dick for a moment.

"More of that," he says, breathless, his fingers twitching feverishly now. "More teeth."

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison gasps sharply when he feels Jack tighten like that. He bites Jack again, then sucks hard, like he plans to leave a hickey right there over the nipple. Maybe Jack will feel it later... Fuck the thought makes his cock twitch. He has to move higher - being bent as he is makes thrusting too difficult, he can't get the force he wants. He leaves little red bite marks across Jack's breast, up to his neck. He finds a promising spot and bites again, holding on this time.

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rockabillyboy

The pain from the bite makes his cunt throb, and then everything's tightening in his belly and it slams through him, shivering and spasming, and all he can do is moan, clinging to Poison's shoulders, the back of his neck as he comes.

He can't even squeeze out a moan.

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison gasps sharply, picking up his head when he feels Jack get tight like that, clinging tight and moaning. "Fuck," he breathes, and he has to wait a second, hips still, before he can keep going. He fucks Jack to a desperate finish, coming just a moment after him.

He gathers Jack close, holding him tightly as they both shiver through their after shocks. He looks at Jack's face, brushing his cheek tenderly.

From:

rockabillyboy

All that he can do is cling to Poison, his breath sobbing out against his skin. He turns his head, kissing Poison fingers.

"That was amazing."

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afabulouskilljoy

Poison grins and nuzzles against Jack's temple. He still smells good. A little different, but good. "Yeah?" he murmurs. He pushes himself up slowly so he can pull out and toss the condom. Then he flops next to Jack, still catching his breath.

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rockabillyboy

"Yeah," says Jack, grinning, turning towards Poison and pressing a kiss against him. "Think you're going to have a good time with this, however long it lasts? Kav said it lasted about a week when it was him." He idly covers one breast with one hand, squeezing lightly, enjoying the weight in his palm.

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afabulouskilljoy

"Baby if you can still walk by the end of the week I'm gonna be disappointed," he teases. Poison laughs and leans to kiss him. And he can't help it, he shakes his head when he noticed Jack playing with his own breast. He leans over to kiss Jack's hand. "They're pretty nice," he quips. "Ever felt up a girl before?"

From:

rockabillyboy

"Never," says Jack, grinning, shifting his grip a little, pinching his nipple between his fingers. "Well. Maybe over clothes, but never like this."

From:

afabulouskilljoy

He props himself up to watch, just kind of curious to see Jack exploring. "Does it feel the same when you do that? I mean. I know it's mostly just more tissue, right?" He's not actually sure the sensitivity would change... would it?

Poison is convinced a lot of science is going to happen until Jack changes back.

From:

rockabillyboy

Jack knocks his head.

"Everything's more sensitive." He pinches his nipple harder, twisting between his fingers and his breath catches. "Especially there."

From:

afabulouskilljoy

Poison bites his lip. "Shit," he murmurs, trying not to get too caught up in just staring but... Okay it's different. It's like the first time he ever watched Jack touch himself all over again.

From:

rockabillyboy

Shifting onto his back, Jack slides both hands across his breasts, squeezing, pressing them together. His eyelashes flutter. He knows exactly the effect he's having on Poison right then.

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afabulouskilljoy

"This is so not fair that you are hot no matter what body you're in," he mumbles, and he's still staring because who wouldn't? And he itches to touch, already feels his mouth watering a little, but he wants to let Jack go. Wants to watch him.

From:

rockabillyboy

"Think you might be biased, baby," says Jack, arching a little into his own touch as he traces his nipples with the pads of his thumbs.

From:

afabulouskilljoy

"Totally bias. So okay with admitting that." He bites his lip, then finally leans. His hand slides up Jack's stomach before grabbing his tit, giving a firmer knead. He's a little worried about hurting him, only because his body is different.

From:

rockabillyboy

The way they'd fucked before was perfect but they both know how much Jack likes it a little bit rougher. When Poison touches him like that, he moans, his back arching.

From:

afabulouskilljoy

"Gotta learn your boundaries all over again," he says with a little laugh. He doesn't want to treat Jack differently, it's just... new. He kisses him, slow and slick. His thumb sweeps across a firm nipple before he gives it a sharp pinch.

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rockabillyboy

"Ah!" Jack squirms his hips a little, his ass rubbing against the bed. He's intensely aware of the fact that Poison is still wearing his t-shirt. "Boundaries are still the same. I think." He smiles. "Bet you're going to struggle more with some of it when I look like this though."

From:

afabulouskilljoy

Poison nods. "Probably," he admits. "And I'm sorry about that." He knows that there's a mental block in place - he's not sure he can hit Jack in some of the same ways he has before. "I'll try, though," he promises. "And I'm sure there's things I'll want to try that wouldn't have even occurred to me before."