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[rockabillyboy]

He's pretty much buried in homework. He's struggled to find his rhythm since he moved in with Poison and Dee. He's got a desk set up in their bedroom and he alternates between that one and the one out in the lounge, depending on how much he wants to focus.

Right now, focusing is difficult because Poison is having some kind of fit localised on his closet and a tonne of shopping bags.

"What're we doing again?" asks Jack, his voice just barely edged with frustration.

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[afabulouskilljoy]

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

[rockabillyboy]

"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:

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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.

[rockabillyboy]

"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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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."

[rockabillyboy]

"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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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.

[rockabillyboy]

"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?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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."

[rockabillyboy]

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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

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."

[rockabillyboy]

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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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."

[rockabillyboy]

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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

"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."

[rockabillyboy]

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.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Jack's mouth, his wandering touch, does Poison in. He trembles, fingers tightening as he rocks towards Jack again. "I'm coming," he gasps, just seconds before he loses it.

[rockabillyboy]

He appreciates the warning, but it wasn't like he was going anywhere. Poison comes and he swallows smoothly, drinking down every single drop.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison makes one last little noise before slumping back on the desk - the sound of paper rustling beneath him is totally satisfying. "Gonna need the lube when you're ready, baby." He grins, lolling his head to look at his beautiful fucking boyfriend.

[rockabillyboy]

They're fucking on his homework and there's no way that Jack's going to be able to hand it in without thinking about it. He gets up off his knees, wiping the corner of his mouth with the pad of his thumb.

"Strip down for me while I get it?" he asks. "Leave your stockings on?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Sure, baby." Poison grins and sits up so he can get the dress off, and his panties. He watches Jack move, practically leering at him. He stays right there, because he has every intention of riding Jack in that desk chair. Might as well debauch every piece of furniture.

[rockabillyboy]

Poison looks so beautiful perched there in nothing but his stockings. Jack's eyes track over for him for a moment and then he goes and fetches the lube. He drops it on the bed so he can strip himself down. He only had eyes for Poison.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison watches Jack undress, coyly biting his lip. "You're beautiful, honey. And come back over here so I can fuck you in this chair. And maybe suck your cock a little before you sit down."

He grind wickedly and makes grabby hands for him. If Jack's going to insist on doing homework here, he's gonna have to think about them doing this every time.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack's cheeks are flushing when he comes back, a combination of the praise and what's about to happen. He sets the lube down on the desk and looks at Poison.

"Whatever you want, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"C'mere." He catches Jack's hips and pulls him closer, leaning down to lick his cock. The desk isn't quite low enough to make this easy , but he doesn't plan on staying long. He guides Jack into his mouth, bobs his head a couple times, then playfully pushes him back toward the chair. "Have a seat , baby."