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[rockabillyboy]

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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[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."

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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."

[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.

[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.

[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?"

[rockabillyboy]

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

[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.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack knocks his head.

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

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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."

[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."

[rockabillyboy]

"You can do whatever you want to me," says Jack, grinning up at him, draping his hands against the pillow next to his head. "You know that."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Knowing and being able to are totally different," he laughs. "Just like I tested the waters with you the first time around, even if you don't remember how nervous I was." He taps Jack's cheek.

[rockabillyboy]

It's not a slap, not even close, but something tightens in Jack's belly anyway. He breathes through his nose.

"I remember."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"So I might need to work up to it." And maybe a week won't be enough, but he'll try. He leans down to kiss over Jack's tit, feeling the weight of it against his hand. He bites his nipple, careful, before settling in to leave one hell of a hickey.

[rockabillyboy]

Poison's mouth feels amazing, hot and sharp at once, and Jack pushes his fingers into his hair, cradling the back of his head as he marks him. It feels a lot like asserting ownership and Jack can feel his pulse throbbing between his thighs.

"We can just start going and see where we have to stop."