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Jack thinks about that for a moment, his lips idly wandering against Poison's panties, tracing the hard line of his cock.

"Can I come watch?"

"I mean, I couldn't stop you," he quips as he gently scratches across Jack's scalp. "Of course you can, baby. You know much I like an audience. Especially if I know you're out there getting all hot and bothered."

"Can't imagine not being hot and bothered with you looking this beautiful," says Jack, keeping up that light, teasing touch of his mouth.

"Gonna be able to behave yourself and stay in your seat?" Poison shifts his hips, trying to press up more against Jack's mouth - the teasing little kisses are killing him. His fingers tighten in Jack's hair, pulling gently as he rocks his hips up.

"You know I'm good at following rules, baby," says Jack, flashing a grin, enjoying the pull of Poison's fingers in his hair, the lift of his hips. But not as much as he's enjoying teasing him.

"I can't decide what I want you to do," he confesses, a grin curving his mouth. "'Cause your mouth is so fucking pretty, but you know how much I love your cock, and I wanna put this desk to some good use."

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""Are you saying we can't somehow do both?" says Jack, grinning up at him. "Because I don't have anything else I need to do."

"Oh now you're not busy?" Poison lays back, draping himself over the table. He tries to use his feet to pull Jack's chair closer, to bring him more between his legs.

"You've convinced me," says Jack, shuffling his chair closer, though he still doesn't many any actual attempt to move Poison's panties out of the way.

"Well maybe I'm not in the mood anymore," he pouts, trying not to smile at all.

"Liar," says Jack, grinning, before he applies himself to sucking and mouthing at the head of Poison's dick through his panties.

On 29 September 2016 at 20:58, afabulouskilljoy - DW Comment < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:

"Fuck," he gasps, fingers tightening in Jack's hair. "Don't stop." Poison sinks back, sprawled on Jack's desk and rocking up to meet his mouth. "Kinda wanna ride you in that chair," he laughs, breathy.

"You want to come first?" asks Jack, his mouth wandering along the hard line of Poison's dick, straining against the delicate fabric of his panties.

"Fuck yes," he breathes. "I want your pretty mouth wrapped around my cock, baby." He tugs Jack's hair, rolls his hips up. "Sound good to you, honey? Then I'll ride you til your eyes roll back... maybe I'll even come again."

"Sounds perfect."

He leans up, tugging the elastic of Poison's panties down to free his cock and then licking a stripe along the length of him root to tip.

"You're so fucking pretty, baby. I bet you could get me to come twice, you're so good." His voice hiccups, hips lifting when Jack's tongue teases over his cock. The slip of the fabric makes him shiver; the heat of Jack's tongue makes him pulse.

"Bet I could," says Jack, swirling his tongue around the head of Poison's dick. He smirks. "How quick are you going to bounce back, baby?"

"Guess we'll find out, huh?" His voice hiccups the next time Jack's tongue teases over his cock. "You'll just have to be a good boy and not come until I'm ready again." He grins and tugs Jack's hair.

"Suck my cock, baby. Be good and make me come."

Jack doesn't hesitate, doesn't say anything else. He just ducks his head and slides his mouth down over Poison's cock, starting to Bob his head smoothly.

Poison arches away from the desk, moaning quietly as Jack's mouth slides down. His hand slides over Jack's neck, then up into his hair, gripping tightly. "You're so fucking good, baby. Ridiculously in love with your mouth."

Jack moans at the hold in his hair, the pressure on the back of his head as he sucks Poison's cock. He groans softly.

"You're so sweet, Jack," he coos, rocking up the next time Jack sinks down, trying to see how deep he can go. "Touch me more, baby. You've still got two hands."

Immediately, obediently, his hands slide against the flats of Poison's thighs over the fine fabric of his stockings. He takes Poison's cock as deep as he can, taking a breath through his nose before he takes him all the way swallowing around the head of his cock.

"Oh fuck you're so good at this now," he whimpers as Jack takes him down and swallows. He arches off the desk, loving the slide of Jack's hands. His cock pulses and he trembles under his palms. "I'm so close baby. You're so fucking good."

Jack all but glows under the praise, sucking at Poison's cock, his cheeks hollowing as he urges him closer to the edge. One hand slips between Poison's thighs, palming his balls, squeezing gently.