Jack Benjamin
COURT Unseelie.
TITLE Description.
OCCUPATION Brothel owner.
ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL No.
RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Mair.
RESIDENCE IN 2,702 Mair.
MAJOR EVENTS
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PLANS
After the destruction of Caer Scima, Jack will be spending the first half of the timeskip year becoming a formal officer in the Unseelie military and getting his brothel up to par. On a more personal level, he will spend the first half of the year largely in a downward spiral, and the last half picking himself back up again.
SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS
Advancement in the Unseelie military. Becoming a successful business owner. Learning blood magic.
TIMELINE OF EVENTS
| SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May) |
- MARCH - He knows a place where people can come keep warm.
- APRIL 15 - Smashing some fucking harps. (Anger and lust to play a role.)
- May - There's gold in them thar birds. Jack will hunt the swans once he hears about the profit in them..
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| SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug) |
- June - Jack will attend the joust still wondering if this is his real life. Maybe some "fun" during the nights of it. Possibly a mistake.*
- July - Jack will clash with some anti-shardbearers and be pulled away from this fight by Johnny Storm, leaving a burn around Jack's wrist as a result.
- August -This is Jack's turning point. Attends the festival of lights.
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| FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov) |
- September - Miscommunications.
- October - Samhain. Jack just fine in the darkness...until he starts thinking too much about his dead lover.*
- November -BOUNTY HUNTING. Also his birthday month. Let's party.
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| WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb) |
- December -Yule.
- January -
- February -So much for the arts.
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| SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr) |
- March -Knockin' some skeleton block off.
- April -Good riddance to the imps, that's what he says.
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[Jack whispers it, his eyes fluttering closed when Johnny's fingers brush so close to that sweet spot. His entire body tenses, hand tightening around Johnny's cock as a little spurt of pre-come escapes his own. He's breathing a little heavier, lips wet and parted, and this is how he looks when he lets go, when Jack's words and actions aren't so carefully chosen.]
I'll make you feel incredible, so that you'll never forget. [Because 'good' isn't enough. Jack moves onto his side, reaching back to keep Johnny's fingers deep inside his hole. He throws one leg over the other man's, takes both their aching cocks in hand to stroke them together.] I've never wanted anyone as badly as I've wanted you these past months. That's my secret.
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It doesn't help that Jack's confession gets right to him, too; and Johnny's brows raise in surprise. Did he really mean that?
The feeling of both their cocks rubbing together is stunningly erotic, and he gasps, low and quiet as the pleasure washes over him. He's never felt this before, the way they rock together, seamless and compatible.
He sinks his fingers deeper into him, fingerfucking him nice and proper when he figures out what makes Jack squirm and come closer. He doesn't take his eyes away from him, the achingly exquisite beauty of Jack Benjamin lost to pleasure, and he knows that he's just sampled the sweetest drug one person can give to another. ] Who said I'd ever forget this? The way you look right now --
[ His other hand tightens around both their cocks as they grind together, and he could feel his own pre-cum already, leaking to mix with Jack's, and he swipes some of Jack's to taste, licking his fingers. Mmm. Unfamiliar, but good. ]
-- I'd keep you tied to this bed forever if it wasn't a crime.
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As if I'd let you. [He gasps, moving a little quicker, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded but always on Johnny. His fingers are relentless now that he's found that spot, chasing after it and sending shivers of pleasure through Jack's body.] I've seen too many dark rooms. I think I'd like a change of scenery.
[He doesn't want Johnny to just fuck him in this bed. He wants him to fuck him against the wall too, bent over a table, in the alley outside. He wants him to fuck him everywhere. Jack groans, his body arching, rocking as he comes, shooting sticky ribbons of it against Johnny's firm stomach.]
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He doesn't want dark, right? Johnny leans over to where he knows another unlit candle is, and he blows on it. It comes to life, casting more light on them both.
He pauses and looks down at what is considered their handiwork, entranced at the sight of him. It's actually extremely erotic, the way Jack spreads out beneath him, a masterpiece Johnny can't yet put a name to. ]
You're the kind of person people write songs about.
[ He says absently, fingers swiping up the mess on Jack's stomach, and he sucks them off again, curious. It's musky, bitter-salty, and he releases him to move down his body, proceeding to lick the rest of the mess off of him.
Johnny is grinning when he looks up at him from under golden lashes, blue eyes alight with arousal and amusement. He drops a soft kiss on his belly button, then: ]
Don't tell me that's all you got. We've got a whole night ahead of us -- I want to fuck you everywhere you want me to.
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Write me one. I want to hear it.
[Even if it's a shame that Johnny won't have a electric guitar to accompany it. Jack's breath catches, body arching and fingers buried in the short strands of Johnny's hair again when he lick the come from his skin. He could write song about Johnny too. He could kill men for him, win wars for him.]
That's nowhere near the end. [He'd almost be insulting if Johnny wasn't so damn beautiful. Jack doesn't doubt for a second that he could go all night, give him anything and everything that he wanted. He slides his legs on either side of him.] We can start with right here.
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[ Johnny says without thinking -- the response comes so naturally to him that he doesn't hesitate, doesn't feel like he ought to take it back as he lets it hang between them. He feels him move, delighted by Jack's reaction, the way his breath catches and the fingers in his hair.
It's adoration that he feels when he explores Jack's naked body; it takes some getting used to, having sex with a man, but Johnny's startled by how much he wants this, how naturally it flows between them.
He grins, reaching for the lube to slick up his condom-clad dick, before he pulls his fingers out of him, pressing the length of his cock between his cheeks. Johnny has to be careful, he knows -- he hasn't actually done anal before, and Jack is the last person he wants to hurt. ] Take me inside you. Show me how you want it.
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[Jack grins at the convenience of it. This could be a very good birthday indeed, the first that he hasn't had to share with a twin sister. There won't be any big celebrations or fancy dinners or pricey things that he could have any other day of the years. Instead he might have peace - of mind, if not in the world around him.
And memories of this night. And a song from Johnny's lips.
Jack watches him, feels the ache and the emptiness when he takes his fingers away. And for all his natural confidence, he sees uncertainty in Johnny's face. Concern. The bastard never ceases to find ways of charming him. A corner of Jack's mouth tugs up at that thought, and he kisses him before sliding his hands down to his hips.]
Slow, at first. And not too deep. [Jack guides him in, sighing when the head of his cock pushes beyond the tight ring.] It feels so good, Johnny. But you have to pay attention to your partner.
[It's true, but Jack's also just hungry for his attention.]
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[ Johnny asks, but he's soon distracted by the fact that Jack is already guiding his cock inside of his body -- the resistance makes him groan, the tightness of it driving away almost all thought from his mind because he hadn't thought it would feel this good.
He can't help it when he hesitates, carefully watching his face for any sign of discomfort. Johnny is new to this, and while he takes to this pleasurable task with lustful enthusiasm, his consideration for the prince overrides it just barely.
He pushes in a little more, unable to help himself as he leans down to kiss him back. Fuck, he's so gone for him that it's crazy, and in this moment Johnny is sure that he'd do anything Jack asks.
With a breathless smile, he pushes in further past the tight ring of muscle, fascinated by the way Jack sighs so sweetly. He grins when Jack talks about paying attention because they both know better -- Johnny Storm is an attentive lover, and the reason why Jack is bringing something like this up is because: ] It's insane how gorgeous you are, babe. You just want me to keep looking at you, don't you?
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Yeah, Johnny. That's it. [Jack groans, always vocal in bed.] You feel so good.
[His exhale is a shuddering breath, and he grips Johnny by the shoulders to pull him in for another kiss, wet and hungry.]
Look at me, fuck me, do it all like I'm the only person in the world.
[The only one you want.]
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His initial uncertainty is quelled when instinct takes over, and his eyes are hungry, heated when he finally seats himself completely inside of the other man's body, pressed up so sensuously against him that it's impossible to think about anything else.
It's overwhelming, the way Jack closes around him like a sinful vice, his body so tight and so hot that it makes him gasp. He kisses him back greedily, his own kisses just as wet and yearning, his hands claiming him, roaming over the lines of his body, memorizing it under his fingers like he's holding something precious.
He's everything Johnny sees in this moment, and he doesn't look away before he starts to pull out, easing himself back in for the first thrust. ]