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Archiving comment!fic
Mar. 5th, 2009 11:38 pm(because all the cool kids are doing it)
(Of course they aren't doing it all in bold type, but I can't fix it, so screw it)
( MaryCyd, John/Jack smut, Jack/Daniel genderswap femslash, D.C., )
(Of course they aren't doing it all in bold type, but I can't fix it, so screw it)
( MaryCyd, John/Jack smut, Jack/Daniel genderswap femslash, D.C., )
Jack was sprawled on the folded beige blanket they’d spread out on the tiny dock of his cabin. The mid-afternoon sun was pleasantly warm on his bare skin, and Daniel’s hands were even warmer. One was pushing against his thigh while the other cupped and squeezed his balls. When a tongue licked along the length of his cock, Jack squinted one eye open. “Yeah, that’s nice,” he encouraged.
Daniel’s eyes flickered up and held his gaze while the talented tongue swirled around the head of his cock and one finger pressed firmly behind his balls. “Ahh!” The finger rubbed knowingly and Jack squirmed on cue.
“You like that, don’t you?” A question that didn’t require an answer, and Daniel didn’t wait for one before taking Jack’s entire cock into his mouth. When his hips surged upwards in response, Daniel’s slick finger slid further down, between Jack’s cheeks and over his hole. Jack moaned and Daniel repeated the motion several more times, all the while sucking gently.
“In,” Jack demanded. “Put the damned thing in!” He felt teeth making their presence known, and hastily added, “Please.”
In the finger went. A slow, easy slide which brought Jack’s hips up off the dock again. He loved Daniel’s hands and what they could do, but no amount of fingers could ever satisfy him the way Daniel’s beautiful cock did. The finger rotated, pressing against all the sides of his rectum. And then Daniel began to fuck him with it.
A small flock of birds flew overhead. A breeze ruffled the grass. Daniel added a finger. Jack rocked his hips and shut his eyes. Insects buzzed. Daniel started to suck more insistently. Jack sizzled.
Daniel crooked his fingers and stroked Jack’s prostate. “Yes,” Jack hissed, twisting his head one way and his legs the other, one of them pressing hard against Daniel’s kneeling body. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck me.”
Daniel raised his head and Jack’s saliva-covered cock slid free and plopped against his stomach with a wet smack. “Can do,” Daniel said obligingly. He pulled his fingers out slowly, grazing over the prostate one more time and sending electricity zinging through Jack’s entire body. “Turn over.”
Daniel shifted off the blanket, giving Jack more room to turn onto his belly. As he was arranging himself and his erection, something caught Jack’s attention. Two bright beady eyes stared at him from a few feet away. “Hey, little guy.”
Daniel, who had just started to line up his lubed cock with Jack’s opening, was taken aback. “What? Little…um, I think I’m offended.”
Jack wriggled his bottom. “Hey, don’t stop! I wasn’t talking to you, anyway. We’ve got company.” He raised a finger off the blanket and pointed. “Now, come on, back to business.” He felt Daniel’s cock pull away. “Where you going? Fucking here! Daniel? Get in me for cryin’ out loud!”
“Not in front of the squirrel!”
Daniel’s eyes flickered up and held his gaze while the talented tongue swirled around the head of his cock and one finger pressed firmly behind his balls. “Ahh!” The finger rubbed knowingly and Jack squirmed on cue.
“You like that, don’t you?” A question that didn’t require an answer, and Daniel didn’t wait for one before taking Jack’s entire cock into his mouth. When his hips surged upwards in response, Daniel’s slick finger slid further down, between Jack’s cheeks and over his hole. Jack moaned and Daniel repeated the motion several more times, all the while sucking gently.
“In,” Jack demanded. “Put the damned thing in!” He felt teeth making their presence known, and hastily added, “Please.”
In the finger went. A slow, easy slide which brought Jack’s hips up off the dock again. He loved Daniel’s hands and what they could do, but no amount of fingers could ever satisfy him the way Daniel’s beautiful cock did. The finger rotated, pressing against all the sides of his rectum. And then Daniel began to fuck him with it.
A small flock of birds flew overhead. A breeze ruffled the grass. Daniel added a finger. Jack rocked his hips and shut his eyes. Insects buzzed. Daniel started to suck more insistently. Jack sizzled.
Daniel crooked his fingers and stroked Jack’s prostate. “Yes,” Jack hissed, twisting his head one way and his legs the other, one of them pressing hard against Daniel’s kneeling body. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck me.”
Daniel raised his head and Jack’s saliva-covered cock slid free and plopped against his stomach with a wet smack. “Can do,” Daniel said obligingly. He pulled his fingers out slowly, grazing over the prostate one more time and sending electricity zinging through Jack’s entire body. “Turn over.”
Daniel shifted off the blanket, giving Jack more room to turn onto his belly. As he was arranging himself and his erection, something caught Jack’s attention. Two bright beady eyes stared at him from a few feet away. “Hey, little guy.”
Daniel, who had just started to line up his lubed cock with Jack’s opening, was taken aback. “What? Little…um, I think I’m offended.”
Jack wriggled his bottom. “Hey, don’t stop! I wasn’t talking to you, anyway. We’ve got company.” He raised a finger off the blanket and pointed. “Now, come on, back to business.” He felt Daniel’s cock pull away. “Where you going? Fucking here! Daniel? Get in me for cryin’ out loud!”
“Not in front of the squirrel!”