[ Johnny barely has time to react to that promise when Jack is already pushing two fingers deep inside of him, slick and filling and everything that he hadn't imagined it would be. The pleasure is unexpectedly potent, and it makes him arch and cry out, momentarily overwhelmed by what Jack gives him.
He's twisting, arching with need and want as he's penetrated, filled over and over again. His lover's pressing gently against where he's most sensitive, and he bites off a loud cry into the pillows. He tightens around him instinctively, clamping down without thinking as his shoulders tense, riding off the high of what Jack's giving him.
It's better than a drug, more incredible than anything else. He can't help it, pressing down into his fingers. He's squirming, drunk on such an intoxicating feeling. This is more than fucking, this is sharing the pleasure, being together, intimate. ]
Ah -- [ Is this what he's been missing? ] Jack, oh, fuck --
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He's twisting, arching with need and want as he's penetrated, filled over and over again. His lover's pressing gently against where he's most sensitive, and he bites off a loud cry into the pillows. He tightens around him instinctively, clamping down without thinking as his shoulders tense, riding off the high of what Jack's giving him.
It's better than a drug, more incredible than anything else. He can't help it, pressing down into his fingers. He's squirming, drunk on such an intoxicating feeling. This is more than fucking, this is sharing the pleasure, being together, intimate. ]
Ah -- [ Is this what he's been missing? ] Jack, oh, fuck --