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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]

"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."

[rockabillyboy]

The brief, hurried touch of Poison's mouth is enough to have Jack almost shaking, even if it's not nearly enough. He sits down in the chair, a full body shiver shaking him.

"What've you got planned for me?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison loves the way Jack squirms and shivers. He grins and eases off the desk, into Jack's lap, straddling carefully. Hopefully they don't break this poor chair, but if they do it will make for a hell of a story, right? He keeps his hips up, pressing against Jack.

"Get me ready, baby." He tips his head down to kiss him, slick and sweet. "Gonna make sure every time you sit down to do homework, you're gonna think of us fucking at least once."

[rockabillyboy]

So much of what they do is filthy but there's something particular about this, about Poison settled in his lap like this. He slicks his fingers, sliding his hands around to tease against Poison's hole, nipping at his lip.

"Remember that night I dyed your hair and you drew me?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles, though the expression wavers a bit, moving more towards euphoria as Jack's fingers tease against him. He rocks back, trying to get more. "Yeah," he breathes, a grin tugging at his mouth. "'Course I remember."

[rockabillyboy]

He pushes a single finger into Poison's ass, not wanting to rush things.

"Knew I was in love with you," he says. "The way you looked at me."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison makes a little sound when Jack's finger slides in. He touches his head to Jack's, smiling a little. "Really? That was... not super long after he met," he murmurs. "What was there to love about me then?"

[rockabillyboy]

"You're beautiful," says Jack, fucking him with one finger, head tipped back to look up at him. "You were always beautiful and I just...I wanted you. I always wanted you, even when I didn't realise it."

[afabulouskilljoy]

His face warms and he actually tucks his head down against Jack's neck, hiding for a moment. Poison's not sure how much he agrees on the beautiful part. "Is wanting the same as being in love?"

[rockabillyboy]

Jack's free hand presses into Poison's red hair, cradling the back of his skull as he starts to ease another finger into Poison's ass.

"It's part of it," says Jack, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "But, God, baby, I loved you too. I just wanted to be around you the whole time and I didn't quite...I didn't get why? At first I thought you just reminded me of Jillie, but I figured it out pretty quick."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison slides his arm around Jack's neck, keeping him close as a second finger pushes in. He closes his eyes, breaths his scent. "I love you," he whispers, voice barely even there.

[rockabillyboy]

"I love you too," says Jack fucking Poison slowly with his fingers, opening him up. "Keep talking. Tell me something good."

[afabulouskilljoy]

He arches in Jack's arms, laughs a bit. "Was supposed to be bossing you around and here I am falling to pieces." He turns his head, catching Jack in a kiss. "You make me want things," he murmurs. "You make me think about tomorrow."