[ Jack seriously needs to stop making such simple gestures so mind-numbingly erotic, it's just not fair. Even more so when he pretty much just got himself off not too long ago.
He recovers quickly, deciding that he quite likes when Jack's in a predatory mood. Smiling faintly, he reaches for his blue skintight suit. He doesn't unknot the towel -- not yet. ]
I think you know what I did. Or should I spell it out for you?
You know the watch I gave you before? That's not the end of it.
[ Johnny hums and sheds his towel, pulling his skintight suit on, making sure Jack watches his every move. There is a small box under a stack of parchments, but that's for a little later. His prince, the love of his life. He zips himself up, a hand skating down well-defined, muscular abs, putting himself on display for Jack's eyes only. He's bigger than he was before, through a combination of hard work and even harder workouts. ]
Did you mean it, when you said I could do anything I wanted for a day with the girls?
[It's a questioning hum, Jack's eyebrows lifting with the sound. But it's obvious where most of his focus really is.
Finally he looks up to Johnny's face. He smirks at the question. He can still spin a lie when he needs to, but he means everything that he says to Johnny.]
It wouldn't be much of a gift if I took it back now.
[ Johnny's gaze is unreadable -- for once, perhaps, because he's usually an open book. While the old him would have jumped at the chance, he's had two years to grow up, and a year to know that the person he really wants is right in front of him all along.
He goes to him, fingers under Jack's chin to keep his gaze on his. ] You do know my dick is yours, right? No matter where I start with, I end with you. [ He leans in close to lightly press a kiss over his lips. ] It's your face I see when I come.
And here I thought you don't settle for anything less than 100%.
[ Johnny smiles at him. He's bent over Jack, mischievous and playful but honest. ] But it's not happening, unless you're there with me too. [ And here's something he wants to know: ]
[ It's something he's always wanted to know. He knows there are people with varying sexual preferences. Johnny, for one, seems to make an exception for Jack; because he's very sure other dudes' parts don't turn him on the way Jack's does. He leans in to tease him, lips darting close before moving out of reach. ]
Well, a mouth on my dick feels pretty good no matter whose it is. [Jack shrugs before leaning back on his elbows, pretending to give up the chase for Johnny's mouth and biding his time until then.] They can. I've been with lots of women who wouldn't have known.
[His mouth twitches.]
They just don't get my heart racing quite the way you do.
[ Johnny smiles at that, brushing his knuckles over his cheek. Really, that's something that's good to know -- and right now, at least he's figured out more of their boundaries for each other. Theirs isn't a conventional sort of relationship, and he's happy for it.
Placing a hand over Jack's heart, he sobers a little more. ] Is this still mine? [ Because sometimes he worries. Sometimes he worries one day Jack will wake up and not love him anymore. ]
[ He grins at him, feeling the warmth of Jack's hand on his. His hand still stays, and he darts in to kiss his nose. ]
Anyway, I've booked us a couple of days at the Oasis for the new year. Sun, sea and sexy cabana boy butts who aren't as hot as me -- but let's face it, no one's as hot as me. What do you think?
[Jack rolls his eyes at that. Johnny causes him more than his share of that, but Jack is hardly the easiest person to love himself.]
About the Oasis or the butts? [But Jack smiles at the idea of it. They've both worked hard. The people of the spire are ready, they can handle a couple of days without them.] I think that sounds like a nice change of scenery. I might even get some color back.
[Words that were once as unlikely for him to hear from Johnny's lips as they were for him to say in return. Things change, as long as it happens for the better.]
It's almost 6 p.m. Didn't you want me here for something?
We-eeeeeeeell, I was going to do the whole striptease thing when you came through the door at six. But then you had to come in early and ruin things.
[ Johnny tells him good-naturedly, not entirely bothered by it. Things change, and he likes it when Jack tells him he loves him, too. It feels good. ] But anyway, I got something made.
[ He gets off of him, going over to fish the long-shaped box out of the parchment before handing it to him, grinning. This time, the gift isn't something entirely sappy; it's a specially-crafted dildo that's pretty much an exact replica of Johnny's dick. And a very nicely made anal plug.
Don't ask how he got them, he just did. ] I thought they'd keep you happy whenever I'm off on long trips.
[That's what Jack thought he might have planned. And he will have his striptease. But in the meantime, he'll humor Johnny by opening the gift.
He stares at it for a moment, an arched eyebrow the only reaction. Yes, he recognizes that particular mold. Jack smirks softly, taking out the plug and holding it up.]
[ Of course he'll have his striptease; for now, Johnny raises his brows at that. For a serial womaniser, he hasn't had much experience playing with toys; and up until now they haven't quite had the opportunity and time to do that with each other.
He contemplates the plug, very clearly someone who's never had a sex toy up his ass. ] That's to loosen me up a little, right?
[Jack always suspected that Johnny was somewhat vanilla. But he enjoys sex, and that's part of what makes sex with him great.
But now Jack feels like a cat with a new toy, delighting in Johnny's lack of experience. Jack bites down on his bottom lip, just his lover's expression alone enough to make him a little aroused.]
Mm, it's more than that. It'll make you feel good, but it'll also make you want more. And by the time you get back to me, you'll be ready for it - no, starving for it.
[ Jack's clearly enjoying this and Johnny knows it -- he can see it in the way his lover watches him with that look in his eyes, the predatory one that sends a tingle down his spine. He bites his lip and gives him a lazy smile through lidded eyes, ever ready to tempt Jack's hunting instincts. ]
[ Johnny is delighted that he knows, but he recognises the warning signs just as quickly. His lover is unlike any other -- Jack tends to touch on the more ruthless side of things, and he would probably do something terrible to the poor person if Johnny doesn't nip it in the bud. ]
Whoa hey, babe! It's okay! No one touched my dick! [ A beat. ] Do you like it?
[He traces his finger along it, something he could do with his eyes closed. Jack knows every detail of it intimately, from the shape to the warmth of it on his tongue.]
This is bold, even for you. [Jack smirks at him.] I like it.
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It's a work of art. Besides, I wanted it to be where it would be convenient to compare to the real thing.
[He tips his head to the side, letting his eyes slide back up him.]
You look a little flushed.
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He recovers quickly, deciding that he quite likes when Jack's in a predatory mood. Smiling faintly, he reaches for his blue skintight suit. He doesn't unknot the towel -- not yet. ]
I think you know what I did. Or should I spell it out for you?
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[Jack looks to the uniform, and then slowly smiles when he looks back up at the painting.]
Life imitating art?
[He lays back, sprawled and propped up on his elbows.]
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[ Johnny hums and sheds his towel, pulling his skintight suit on, making sure Jack watches his every move. There is a small box under a stack of parchments, but that's for a little later. His prince, the love of his life. He zips himself up, a hand skating down well-defined, muscular abs, putting himself on display for Jack's eyes only. He's bigger than he was before, through a combination of hard work and even harder workouts. ]
Did you mean it, when you said I could do anything I wanted for a day with the girls?
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[It's a questioning hum, Jack's eyebrows lifting with the sound. But it's obvious where most of his focus really is.
Finally he looks up to Johnny's face. He smirks at the question. He can still spin a lie when he needs to, but he means everything that he says to Johnny.]
It wouldn't be much of a gift if I took it back now.
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He goes to him, fingers under Jack's chin to keep his gaze on his. ] You do know my dick is yours, right? No matter where I start with, I end with you. [ He leans in close to lightly press a kiss over his lips. ] It's your face I see when I come.
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[Jack grins before he parts his lips, sucking on Johnny's wetly during the kiss.]
Don't tell the girls that. They're looking forward to it.
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[ Johnny smiles at him. He's bent over Jack, mischievous and playful but honest. ] But it's not happening, unless you're there with me too. [ And here's something he wants to know: ]
Did making that calendar turn you on?
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[Without hesitation. Jack's eyes keep going to his mouth, that wicked little smile lingering on his lips. The question earns a little laugh.]
Well it wasn't a hardship, if that's what you mean. The girls had clever lips and clever hands, and I had you on my mind.
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[ It's something he's always wanted to know. He knows there are people with varying sexual preferences. Johnny, for one, seems to make an exception for Jack; because he's very sure other dudes' parts don't turn him on the way Jack's does. He leans in to tease him, lips darting close before moving out of reach. ]
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[His mouth twitches.]
They just don't get my heart racing quite the way you do.
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Placing a hand over Jack's heart, he sobers a little more. ] Is this still mine? [ Because sometimes he worries. Sometimes he worries one day Jack will wake up and not love him anymore. ]
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Why would you think that it's not?
[He lifts his hand to cover Johnny's.]
For as long as it beats.
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[ He grins at him, feeling the warmth of Jack's hand on his. His hand still stays, and he darts in to kiss his nose. ]
Anyway, I've booked us a couple of days at the Oasis for the new year. Sun, sea and sexy cabana boy butts who aren't as hot as me -- but let's face it, no one's as hot as me. What do you think?
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About the Oasis or the butts? [But Jack smiles at the idea of it. They've both worked hard. The people of the spire are ready, they can handle a couple of days without them.] I think that sounds like a nice change of scenery. I might even get some color back.
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[ Johnny nudges him in the ribs playfully, before he presses his forehead to his, his gaze tender. ] Merry Christmas, baby. I love you.
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[Words that were once as unlikely for him to hear from Johnny's lips as they were for him to say in return. Things change, as long as it happens for the better.]
It's almost 6 p.m. Didn't you want me here for something?
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[ Johnny tells him good-naturedly, not entirely bothered by it. Things change, and he likes it when Jack tells him he loves him, too. It feels good. ] But anyway, I got something made.
[ He gets off of him, going over to fish the long-shaped box out of the parchment before handing it to him, grinning. This time, the gift isn't something entirely sappy; it's a specially-crafted dildo that's pretty much an exact replica of Johnny's dick. And a very nicely made anal plug.
Don't ask how he got them, he just did. ] I thought they'd keep you happy whenever I'm off on long trips.
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He stares at it for a moment, an arched eyebrow the only reaction. Yes, he recognizes that particular mold. Jack smirks softly, taking out the plug and holding it up.]
Maybe I'll make you wear this.
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He contemplates the plug, very clearly someone who's never had a sex toy up his ass. ] That's to loosen me up a little, right?
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But now Jack feels like a cat with a new toy, delighting in Johnny's lack of experience. Jack bites down on his bottom lip, just his lover's expression alone enough to make him a little aroused.]
Mm, it's more than that. It'll make you feel good, but it'll also make you want more. And by the time you get back to me, you'll be ready for it - no, starving for it.
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Yeah? Are you going to watch me take it, babe?
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[He can't look away from him now, not even when he holds up the dildo, brows rising.]
Now this. This is your dick. Who made it?
[He has to chop their hands off now.]
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Whoa hey, babe! It's okay! No one touched my dick! [ A beat. ] Do you like it?
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[He traces his finger along it, something he could do with his eyes closed. Jack knows every detail of it intimately, from the shape to the warmth of it on his tongue.]
This is bold, even for you. [Jack smirks at him.] I like it.
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