Jack

[london_spy]

(from here)

That uncomfortable flutter of nerves hit Danny again, and he was surprised by how hard it was to shake them off before nodding and following after Jack. He'd done this so many times, why was this any different? Perhaps because it had been so long, that was all he could think as he brushed the feelings away and found a smile.

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[london_spy]

Danny knew he needed to say no, that it wasn't safe- But Danny was also the king of bad choices when it came to his sex life. Lust won out over common sense, and he nodded a little.

If Jack was positive, if Jack was willing to take the risk, maybe it was okay. Just once. Just this one time...

[im_torchwood]

Jack let go of his wrist only to slide his palm against Danny's and lace their fingers together. Then he moved lower, kissing his way down. He nuzzled Danny's cock and left another love bite on his hip for Hex to find.

"Mmm, thick. Perfect," he remarked, then closed his mouth around Danny.

He'd had many, many years of practice and a near infinite amount of lovers. No one in the universe gave head like Jack. And he knew he was good. He had no shame in moaning around his mouthful to let Danny know how pleased he was.

[london_spy]

It felt like forever since he'd last felt someone's lips on his bare cock, and the sound Danny made was a vibration of pure pleasure and need as his hips lifted and his grip on Jack's hand tightened.

[im_torchwood]

He started slow, licking and sucking every inch. There was no hesitation or shame about the wet noises he made. Jack swallowed Danny again and again, taking him in to the very root so the wiry hair tickled his nose and the smell of Danny was thick in his head.

[london_spy]

Danny was gasping, swearing softly as he panted and bucked beneath him.

"Shit... Please- Please, fuck," he babbled.

[im_torchwood]

His chin was a mess, which Jack used to his advantage. He slicked his finger in the wet and nudged Danny's legs apart so he could tease his entrance. Just tease, just press in a little. Jack moaned as his finger slipped in and Danny's body gripped him.

[london_spy]

That was nearly enough to push Danny right over the edge, and it took all his self-control not to come.

"Stop! Stop, you- You have to," he panted.

[im_torchwood]

He drew his finger away and released Danny's cock. His tongue was painted with bitter fluid. He could taste the virus.

Jack didn't go far. He began to kiss Danny's stomach to help bring him back, away from the edge.

"Breathe. Just breathe," he said softly.

[london_spy]

Coming down from the edge was like expecting to drop off a cliff, only to find yourself with miles left to walk first, and he groaned a bit as his body calmed back down.

[im_torchwood]

Jack kissed his way back up Danny's body, lingering here and there to leave a mark. He lingered, too, on his nipples. Every inch of skin had the potential to be awoken and he hardly left an inch untouched.

"How do you like it, Danny? Want me behind you? On top of you? Want to ride me?" he asked between kisses.

[london_spy]

Sitting up slowly, Danny shifted and tugged at Jack until he could kiss him properly. He didn't speak though, didn't answer, instead he savoured the taste of the other man's lips, before drawing away and turning to rest on hands and knees.

Sometimes silence was the best way to say what one meant in the bedroom.

[im_torchwood]

He stroked the line of Danny's back and gave his bum a squeeze before moving to the edge of the bed. He sat there, bent over to fish in his pocket for a condom and the little tube of lube he carried. Once found, he slipped it on quickly, then climbed behind Danny.

Jack laid the lube on the bed, but rather than use it he placed his hands on Danny's ass to spread him so he could lick him wet and loose first.

[london_spy]

Danny hadn't expected that, and he gasped in surprise as he ducked his head and choked back a moan.

[im_torchwood]

Jack licked with just the tip of his tongue, then thrust the blunt thing into the tight pucker of Danny's ass. He would pause just to give the man a bite on his cheek every now and again. Then he reached between his legs to milk his cock slowly, bringing him back toward the edge.

[london_spy]

Danny was usually a giving lover, but tonight he was greedy- Happy to be the centre of attention.

"Oh my god... Jack," he groaned. "Yes... Yes- Fuck, I need it. Need you..."

[im_torchwood]

He moved like lightning, taking up the lube. He backed away with his tongue only to replace it with slick fingers to work Danny open.

"Can't wait to get in you," he said as he fucked Danny open, twisting and spreading his fingers. "I'd breed you over and over tonight if you'd be up for it. Use you up. You'll go home smelling like sex, marked as mine..."

[london_spy]

"Yes," Danny panted. "Yeah- Please, yes... I can take it, I want."

[im_torchwood]

"Good," Jack said, then slipped his fingers free. He added lube to the condom, then lined himself up and thrust in. Nice and slow at first, inch by inch, until he was settled deep.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned. Jack gripped Danny's hips and dug his fingers in to hold him in place as he drew back and slid in again. He built up slowly, letting Danny grow accustom to the intrusion before he started fucking him harder, faster.

[london_spy]

Ducking his head low, Danny cried out in pleasure, rocking back hard into every thrust. He could take it- He could take anything.

He thought he could hear his phone buzzing, but he didn't think much more about it as he closed his eyes and cried out Jack's name.

[im_torchwood]

Jack's hold was bruising as he held Danny's trim hips. He thrust in hard, jerking the man back onto his cock. Skin slapped with every collision and sweat slicked skin.

He groaned as he slowed for a few long,slow thrusts. Jack bit his lip to focus, then drove in again and grunted ruthlessly.

He could hear the buzzing. It stopped briefly, then began to buzz again.

[london_spy]

Reaching back, Danny sat up on his knees as he grabbed hold of Jack, clutching at him carelessly and tightly.

"That all you've got?" he panted.

[im_torchwood]

Jack grabbed Danny's hair and forced his head back down, pushing him into the mattress. It shifted his weight and the angle, making it all the easier to fuck him hard.

"Don't get bossy on me, you little shit. I'll fuck you how I want to," he growled, holding Danny down. He let go the man's hip with the other hand and gave him a sharp smack on the flank.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't baulk at the treatment, didn't even flinch at the smack, instead he grunted as he lifted his hips high enough to wedge his hand between himself and the mattress.

The phone had stopped buzzing- Or maybe it hadn't. Maybe he just couldn't hear it anymore over the creaking of the bed and the sharp smack of skin against skin.

[im_torchwood]

The phone had stopped, then began to buzz again. Jack didn't let it bother him. He kicked Danny's knees apart a bit wider so he could get in nice and deep.

"Jerk off," he said. "I can feel you. You need to come so bad. You're so swollen...right...there..." he said, gripping the base of his cock to hold it rigid so he could rub it against the hot bulge of Danny's prostate.

[london_spy]

Shoulders trembling slightly, Danny struggled to keep himself upright as he pulled himself off. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, but Danny didn't mind. Sometimes pain was good. Sometimes you needed it to hurt.

He was painting, words well beyond his ability as he hunched forward, slackjawed and jerking off furiously. When he came the pleasure was blinding, his eyes rolling back hard as he crumpled against the bed, arse still high in the air and Jack's cock still deep inside him.