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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]

"You look so fucking good, baby," he breathes. Poison stares for a second as he thrusts between Jack's tits, fucking slowly. "Look at you. Such a perfect fuck toy."

He knows Jack still has the vibrator in him and he loves the way it makes him squirm.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack tilts his head, watching as Poison's dick slides between his tits. It's lewd and obscene and it makes his cunt throb. He bites his lip.

"All for you. Anything you want, baby. You know that."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Hush baby, just take it or I'm gonna have to gag you," he says sweetly. Poison gasps, tipping his head back as he moves a little faster, fucks a little harder.

"Fuck--" His eyebrows draw together and his mouth falls open. It doesn't really take him long, not with Jack looking - feeling - so fucking perfect. He pulls back so he can stroke himself off, so he can come across Jack's perfect fucking tits.

[rockabillyboy]

"Wouldn't be the worst thing in the world," says Jack, pushing his luck for a moment, just to see where it gets him. He bites his lip as a second load of come splatters across his tits, his clamped nipples.

"Fuck, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smacks Jack's cheek, hard, in response to the sass. He stares down at Jack, red-faced and covered in come. "Fuck," he sighs. He brushes his fingers over Jack's red cheek and then moves off to the side, collapsing onto the bed next to him. "Shit, you're gorgeous."

[rockabillyboy]

"Ah!" He nearly comes again, just from the slap but he manages to breath through it. He squirms when Poison slips to the side. Poison hasn't told him he can move his hands, so he doesn't. He bites his lip to keep from talking back.

[afabulouskilljoy]

He takes a moment to catch his breath. Then he sits up, reaching to pat Jack's thighs apart. He slides the vibrator out and turns it off. He leaves it on the bed for now and looks at the mess Jack is.

"You need a shower, baby."

[rockabillyboy]

Jack almost whimpers with relief when Poison takes the vibrator out of him. He squeezes his thighs together again, as soon as he can.

"Yeah," he says, nodding. "I do."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison just grins as he watches Jack squirm on the bed. "Especially since we need to go shopping. I mean, as hot as it might be to have you walk around with my come on you... not sure we're ready for that yet."

[rockabillyboy]

The thought of that, humiliating as it would, sends a hot shiver all of the way through Jack. He shifts, the chain linking his nipples making a soft, musical sound against his skin.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison grins and leans to kiss him. "Next time," he promises, reaching between Jack's legs just to feel his cunt. "But it'd be rude to get this mess all over the bras you gotta try on."

[rockabillyboy]

He squirms up against the brush of Poison's fingers against him, wet and hot as he is.

"Are you going to watch me try them on?" he asks, grinning a little.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"If you want me to." He grins and kisses Jack again. "I mean, I kind of have experience shopping for lingerie."

[rockabillyboy]

"Of course I want you to," he says, biting his lip for a moment. "Can I...Can I come before we go?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison considers. "You were bad earlier, you didn't even ask before you came," he points out.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack does his best not to pout, trying to keep his hips still under the teasing brush of Poison's fingers.

"I didn't know it was going to happen as quick as it did," he says.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I know baby. But we're gonna work on you getting better." He strokes Jack's cheek and kisses him again. "Think you can behave while we're shopping? If you can, I'll make you see stars. I'll let you do whatever you want to me. But only if you're good."

[rockabillyboy]

Jack swallows, leaning up into the kiss, the gentle touch against his cheek. He nods.

"I'll be good."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I know you will." He grins and kisses Jack again. "Get dressed, baby, we got shopping to do. I'll even wear panties in solidarity if you want." He pats Jack's ass, then grins. "Or you want me to man it up?"

[rockabillyboy]

Jack thinks about that for a moment, biting his lip. He figures he has permission to take the clamps off, so he does, rubbing his nipples with his thumbs when he does, breath hissing through his nose.

"Boxers," he says. "Let's play the game." He gets up off the bed. "I'm going to shower."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Want company?" he grins, watching Jack get up. Fuck, he looks really good like this. Poison misses Jack's cock a little, but this is still awesome.

[rockabillyboy]

"If you get in the shower with me, we're never going to get out of the house," points out Jack, padding naked into the bathroom and turning on the shower. "Can you sort me out some clothes? Yours are going to fit better than mine."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I dunno honey, you still seem taller than me," he points out. Maybe they wear the same size panties? He's not sure, but it's worth a shot. Poison rolls out of bed, and sometimes when he moves his head he catches the scent of Jack's cunt from when he ate him out. It's still on his skin, and he almost doesn't want to wash it off.

He picks clothes that he's pretty sure will fit Jack.

"You could just wear your own clothes and look a little butch," he points out when Jack reappears.

[rockabillyboy]

"That's a good point," says Jack, swathed in a towel, drying the long fall of his hair with another towel. "What did you find out for me?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"I think you're too tall for most of my jeans, even the skirts," he laments. Sure, Jack could wear one of his skirts... but he'd probably flash the world a lot more than Poison does when he wears them. "I figured my panties might fit, if you wanna try."

He gestures to the blue polka-dot pair on the bed.