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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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[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison pulls on the chain again, enough to cause pressure. He reaches his other hand between Jack's thighs, gently nudging them apart so he can turn the setting on the vibrator higher.

[rockabillyboy]

The chain stretches his nipples, lifts his tits, and Jack gets his elbows underneath him, pressing his back into an arch as his hips squirm against the press of the vibrator in his cunt.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"You look so good," he murmurs. He coaxes Jack's thighs apart again and turns the vibrator up all the way. Then his fingers slide, teasing over Jack's clit. "Think I need you to suck my cock, baby."

[rockabillyboy]

His hips jerk at the touch and he honestly doesn't know how long he can focus with everything going on between his thighs. He worries his lip with his teeth, nodding a little. "Please, baby. I want it."

[afabulouskilljoy]

He moves to make it easy, gently guiding Jack's head to his cock. "Sssh, can't have you using those teeth, baby. Be good, okay? I need you to be really good. Don't you dare come without asking me." He tugs the chain again, a rough little jerk.

[rockabillyboy]

"Ah!"

Jack leans in, lips parted, and slides his mouth down Poison's dick, cheeks hollowing as he starts to suck. The pain in his nipples is constant but it's good, too. His cunt throbs.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison strokes Jack's cheek, staring as he bobs his head. "You're so fucking beautiful, baby. You're so good at this," he breathes. He adjusts their position a little and reaches to knead Jack's tit, careful not to disturb the clamp - he doesn't want to cause undue discomfort. The sharp pinch is enough on its own.

[rockabillyboy]

Leaning forward to suck Poison's dick makes Jack's tits sway under their own weight. He moans when Poison fondles him, arching his back to look for more.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I wanna fuck your mouth, baby," he murmurs, fingers tangling tight in Jack's hair. It's threatening to start pulling the braid lose, but he doesn't care. They can fix it later.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack makes a soft, affirmative sound, nodding as much as he can. Poison's fingers in his hair suggest that he's not supposed to actually speak.

[afabulouskilljoy]

When he feels Jack relax, he starts moving, using him like he's any other sex toy. "Fuck," he gasps. "Remember when I had to be so careful with you, baby. Now look at you. So fucking perfect." He fucks into his mouth, careful not to choke him too badly but also not avoiding the occasional slip down Jack's throat.

[rockabillyboy]

He takes it as smoothly as he can, only gagging occasionally. He moans softly, the sound muffled around Poison's dick.

[afabulouskilljoy]

It's perfect. "Should I reward you and come like this, baby? Or do you want it somewhere else?" He pulls back, leaving Jack's mouth free so he might answer. His thumb slides under Jack's bottom lip, soft and swollen and fucking beautiful.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack thinks about that. He swallows, his throat a little raw from ill use. His eyelashes flutter and he drags on a breath that shivers the slender chain between his nipples.

"Come on my tits," he says. "Please."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Fuck," he gasps. "Lay back, honey. Just like that." Poison guides Jack's hand to his cock, urging him to stroke, to finish him like that. Just looking at him, seeing him like this, did it for him. A sharp little moan tears from him and he ends up leaning over Jack as he comes, needing one hand down to support himself after the first streak smatters across Jack's tits.

[rockabillyboy]

He gasps when the first streak of come splashes across his chest, hot against his skin. He arches his back, his tits lifting, the chain shifting against his skin. He groans softly, squeezing his thighs shut around the vibrator.

"Fuck, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison leans down to kiss Jack hard. His hand reaches, tucks between Jack's thighs to rub his clit. "Is that what you want, baby? To get fucked?"

[rockabillyboy]

Jack nods his head, eyebrows drawn together as he squirms his hips.

"You know I do," he says. "I always want to get fucked by you."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison grins and nuzzles Jack's hair. "Are you going to be good?" he asks, voice a bit lower. "Are you going to tell me when you need to come?"

[rockabillyboy]

"I'll be so good," says Jack, nodding his head again as Poison nuzzles at him. The pitch of Poison's voice sends a tremble all of the way through him. "I'll try."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison tsks his tongue. "I don't know if that's good enough, honey. You've been so good, I need you to do more than try."

[rockabillyboy]

It's all too overwhelming. Poison's voice, his hands, the warmth of his skin, the buzz of the vibrator against unfamiliar anatomy, the pinch of the clamps. It hits Jack before he realises that it's happening, and then he's coming, helpless to stop it.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Oh," he breathes when he realizes Jack is coming. Poison smirks, and he keeps his hand right where it is, working Jack through it. Then he pulls his hand away, fingers drifting up Jack's body. Without warning, he smacks his tit, rather satisfied by the bounce, the weight of it.

"Baby, that's so disappointing."

[rockabillyboy]

Face burning with shame and arousal, Jack squeezes his eyes shut, his breath catching when Poison slaps his tit like that. He bites his lip.

"I'm sorry, baby. I...I didn't mean to."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I'm sure you didn't, baby, but you did." He strokes Jack's cheek. "Gonna have to punish you for being bad. Maybe not right now, but it'll happen." He leans down to give Jack a tender kiss.