Jacob Keller (bodyonthetracks) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-11-11 06:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | #november 2017, connor, connor x jacob, jacob |
Who: Jacob and Connor (part 2/2)
When: Wednesday, Nov 22nd, evening
Where: Connor’s place
Warning: NSFW
Status: Complete
There was an attitude that Connor had run into before in the lifestyle that giving head wasn’t very dom-ly. He hated that idea, because what was more dominant than being in completely control of your sub’s pleasure? Connor wasn’t in it only for himself, and he thought those who were were shitty doms. Unless a sub’s kink was being completely denied good feelings, Connor liked to give pleasure back. So he lingered over Jacob’s cock for a few moments, one hand sliding up to curl fingers around his balls and squeeze just tight enough to keep them taut. He flicked his tongue over those too, then took the head of Jacob’s cock between his lips to tease. He didn’t mind the touches, much more focused on how his boy was tensing up under the attention.
Jacob really did feel like he hadn't touched his cock for days and he couldn't imagine being one of those subs whose doms demanded chastity between sessions, he was already so wound up. He really moaned when Connor grabbed his balls but it wasn't painful, just almost frustrating with the way Connor was so lightly gracing his cock with his lips. He wasn't pushing Jacob's hand away or giving him orders so Jacob let his fingers trail through Connor's hair, dark with a dusting of silver, soft against his skin.
That moan was delicious, and Connor was determined to draw more and more of those out of Jacob before the night was over. His fingers felt nice, light but affectionate and encouraging, and if Connor was in the mood for something more vanilla, he might’ve kept sucking Jacob off. As it was, he just enjoyed how hard his cock was and the lovely shape of it, then pulled off and sat back on his heels. Connor spread his knees further, his hand encircling the base of his own cock again and giving it a bounce or two. He crooked his free finger at Jacob and gestured between his legs. “C’mere,” he murmured huskily.
Jacob hurriedly sat up to comply, getting on his knees and lowering his head down to crotch level. He didn't take Connor's cock yet, turning his head to look up at him with expectation and hunger evident in his eyes. There would have to be an order because Connor hadn't told him what to do other than come closer - not really. Maybe he was being bratty, maybe compliant, it was hard to tell even for him. His position left his ass up in the air when all he really wanted to do was lie down on his stomach and rub his cock against the sheets.
Connor chuckled deep in his throat at the hesitation, letting go of his cock to stroke the side of Jacob’s face. He looked adorable like that, all anticipatory and waiting. He approved of the ass in the air too. “You’re such a good boy,” he murmured. He gave Jacob’s cheek a little smack before he slid his hand around to the back of his neck to pull him closer in a wordless demand. A dick had been sucked already that wasn’t Connor’s, and it was time to change that.
There was that slight sting that Jacob loved so much and it seemed to send a rush straight to his already hard cock. Having a cock in his mouth did much the same thing and he hummed contently around the head as he sucked it between his lips and lapped at the wet tip before taking him deeper in his mouth. Connor wasn't holding him tightly but there was a promise there with the way he held onto his neck and Jacob was eating it up.
He enjoyed the power position of being on his knees with Jacob’s body stretched out in front of him, back arched. Connor hummed his approval as Jacob started to suck on him, his grip tightening on the back of the boy’s neck briefly. Connor didn’t wait long before he started slowly pumping his hips, relishing that feeling of lips and tongue dragging against his sensitized skin. He leaned over a bit as he slid his free hand down the center of Jacob’s back, his thumb pressing into the taut muscle around his spine in something like a massage. The enthusiasm was really hot to feel, and he hoped Jacob really did like sucking cock, because he was going to be doing a lot of it.
Luckily Jacob loved sucking cock. Sure, it depended on the cock in question but he'd been lucky and remained lucky it seemed because Connor's cock tasted good and was fucking beautiful, that perfect mix of soft and hard against his tongue. He brought his hands up to wrap around the base, it wasn't easy to take all of him in that position but he would still try. His body shivered where Connor touched him and it was already addictive; he was so screwed.
After stroking his boy a few firm times, Connor sat up again and leaned back a bit to watch what Jacob’s mouth was doing. His lips were pretty all the time, but they looked especially good wrapped around Connor’s cock. Letting out a soft grunt, he slow-thrust himself deeper into Jacob’s mouth, feeling the strain in the back of his neck and squeezing it again. “That’s good,” he murmured softly, very gradually building up speed with his hips. A little gagging for a good cause never hurt anybody, right? And god did he want to see Jacob’s big mournful eyes water.
The firm grip and Connor's softly uttered words were such a contrast and Jacob was already spiraling down into that headspace he cherished. He did gag when Connor went deep, sucking in air through his nose when he pulled back for long enough for Jacob to do so, then gagged again as his cock pressed at his throat again. He knew he could open his throat and take more of him, but not like this. Relaxed on his back for sure, but not like this. His eyes did water and by some instinct he did look up at Connor, suspecting he wanted to see it.
There was something so fucking hot about that involuntary squeeze around his cock. Connor was careful to let Jacob get air when he needed it, but he did love the feeling of going deeper than was comfortable. And when Jacob looked up at him like that, his lashes wet, Connor’s cock flexed against his tongue. Fucking hell. How had he gotten so lucky to have a boy like this turn up in this goddamn town? One he’d already scoped out, no less. Hissing a breath in through his teeth, Connor moved both hands to cup the sides of Jacob’s face and jaw, and he held him still while he pumped his hips with more purpose, fucking his mouth with quicker strokes, only going deep every so often. Brushing one thumb over a tear that escaped, Connor did just that and pushed into Jacob’s throat to hold himself there for a couple of heartbeats before pulling back again.
His eyes might be wet and he might be making soft little sounds of discomfort every so often but Jacob's cock was still so hard and it took everything he had not to start rutting against Connor's bed. He had let go of Connor's cock when he took charge, now clutching the sheets tightly as he let his mouth get used. Connor seemed to know exactly where his limit was too, never holding him close too long so Jacob never felt the need to tap his leg for a way out. They hadn't discussed that type of 'safeword' but he was almost certain Connor would take pay attention.
Connor was pretty experienced with fucking faces, and he knew all about tap-outs. He was fairly impressed that Jacob didn’t, actually. His stamina was sexy, that was for damn sure. And he just looked so good, flushed and wet-cheeked, it made Connor want to lick his face. Then bite it for good measure. He let it go on like that for a little while, then pulled out of Jacob’s mouth, relishing the wet sound that came with it. Connor patted his cheek as he shuffled backward, his aching cock twitching a bit as he moved around. He flopped onto his back and stretched out, propping some pillows up behind his head and shoulders. “Get the lube, it’s in that drawer,” he instructed, making a casual gesture toward the nightstand. “Condom too.”
Jacob didn't know why he liked being sore, but he did and his throat felt a little sore already and his nose felt runny. He sniffled and sat up, wiping at his nose and cheek as he gave Connor a little grin, not quite as cheeky as he might have given him if he hadn't just gotten face-fucked for god knows how long. He did as he was instructed and shuffled toward Connor on his knees, presenting the objects to him like an offering. He wanted to straddle him but instead he shifted close enough for his knee to press against Connor instead, waiting for instructions.
Connor reached over to smack Jacob’s ass while he was bent over getting supplies, but it wasn’t hard, just playful. And appreciative, the boy had a fantastic ass. Connor was looking forward to using it again. He took the condom and lube, setting the former aside and resting the latter on his stomach before he reached for Jacob. Connor guided him by the wrist and then by both hips to straddle his ribs so both his cock and his ass were in easy reach. Connor ran his hands over Jacob’s thighs and sides, up to pinch at his nipples, then back down to lightly stroke his cock. It was an incredible view. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, one hand sliding around to squeeze his ass.
Jacob grinned at the compliment, eating it up along with those touches. He couldn't get enough of Connor touching him, those large hands so firm against his skin, so easy to obey. "So are you," he murmured, running his fingers over Connor's chest, squirming just a little so his balls rubbed against him. He couldn't resist reaching back to stroke Connor's hard cock; it wasn't like Connor had told him not to touch, nor had he ordered him to be passive in any way.
A lazy little smile crossed Connor’s face as Jacob’s hand found him. He let him do it for a moment, rocking his hips up into the touch as he continued to grope his boy. Jacob might not be officially his outside of the bedroom, but he certainly felt like he was at the moment. Connor tapped his arm lightly and grinned. “Hands behind your head,” he ordered softly. He picked up the bottle of lube and got some on both of his hands. One set of fingers wrapped around Jacob’s cock, the other dipped into the crease of his ass, both starting to rub gently.
Jacob obeyed without hesitation and then his eyes fell closed for a moment when Connor's fingers found his ass. Even without penetration it just felt so damn good, a promise of things to come. He was definitely feeling more pampered than submissive at the moment but that was more than okay. He opened his eyes again to watch Connor, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth and licking it without much thought behind it.
He really was lovely, all smooth skin and clean lines to his body, still in its prime. He was a pleasure just to look at, so Connor was getting plenty out of it too. He kept his movements slow, not wanting to ramp Jacob up too fast. Connor wanted him desperate and squirming. A little begging wouldn’t hurt either. He stroked Jacob’s cock as he worked first one finger into him, and then another. Watching the pleasure seep into his expression was delicious.
It was a visible thing, washing over Jacob like hot water and his eyes half-closed again, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. It was so tempting to drop his hands down to stroke Connor's arms or chest but he kept them on the back of his head, tangling his fingers in his own hair as if it helped keep them there. The air felt thicker already and he had a feeling it wouldn't take long before Connor had him move back and take his cock.
Connor knew Jacob wanted to be touching him, or himself, and he always enjoyed asserting a bit of psychological dominance. Sometimes binding with words was just as fun as binding with ropes, and Jacob was demonstrating good self control so far. Connor worked his fingers in deeper, his thumb stroking over the head of Jacob’s cock as he gently stretched and worked him. His own cock was leaking against his lower belly, twitching upward every so often with need. Connor had good self control too, when he wanted to. “You wanna get fucked tonight?” he murmured upward.
Jacob nodded softly and the air felt cool when he inhaled through his teeth. "Yes, sir," he drawled for good measure, rolling his shoulders - it wasn't the most comfortable, keeping his arms up like that. "Do you want to fuck me tonight?" he murmured then, turning the question back on Connor with a bit of a teasing edge to his voice.
“Undecided,” Connor answered with a brief grin. That wasn’t quite true, and Jacob probably knew it, but that was the game. “I think you’re gonna have to talk me into it.” He let go of Jacob’s cock for a moment to run his slick hand over the boy’s balls, squeezing and rolling them a bit. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, I’ll give it some consideration.” He pressed his fingers deep into Jacob, going back to stroking his cock, a little firmer now.
If Connor wanted him to squirm, he was rapidly getting his wish and Jacob let out an unsteady little laugh. "This is a good start," he murmured but he was expected to be articulate or some shit so he gave it a little effort. "Want your hot cock inside me, you feel so fucking good." He was rocking his hips just a bit, unsure which he wanted to press into more, the front or the back, it all felt so good. "Want you to let me touch you," he added and his arms felt heavy, not from the strain of holding them up but for that urge to touch Connor instead of himself.
Connor was finding that he really liked the way Jacob slipped back and forth from cocky to needy. Both of them looked hot on him. “Yeah?” he murmured. “You want me to fill this tight little ass up?” He worked his fingers slowly in and out of Jacob’s ass, his own cock giving a throbbing bounce. “You want to ride me while I jerk you off like this?” Connor didn’t think he would necessarily let him come for quite a while, but he would definitely enjoy getting him close over and over again.
"Yes, sir," Jacob whispered and the words rode that line between amused and desperate because he'd never felt like he'd been all that good at taking those sorts of titles seriously but at the same time he did revel in calling Connor that. "Permission to touch you?" he asked, even while wondering just what Connor would do if he just disobeyed. He thought he might sometime, when he was in the mood for punishment but right now Connor was making him feel so good, it was hard to do anything to displease him.
He pulled his fist off of Jacob’s cock and moved it to give the side of his ass a swift smack. The sound and the sting were both satisfying. “Manners,” he said calmly. “I didn’t hear a ‘please’ in there.” The ‘sir’ sure did sound good, though. Connor ghosted his fingers over the head of Jacob’s cock, still fingering his ass. Jacob wasn’t going to get anything more tonight without asking nicely for it, Connor had decided.
Jacob sucked in air again at the sharp sting, then gave Connor a somewhat perplexed smile. Yeah it was hot but it had taken him off guard. "Permission to touch you, please?" he amended, unsure if that was what Connor had wanted. It'd be easier if Connor tied his wrists, he decided. No ropes meant no support and he was both itching to touch Connor and to just put his arms down.
A bit of tired strain felt so good when it was finally released, and it was about time to do that for Jacob’s arms anyway, Connor was sure. “Better,” he said, quirking a tiny smile back. “Granted.” He wrapped his hand around Jacob’s cock again but just held onto it for the moment. Connor gave him a tiny upnod. “Come down here and kiss me,” he murmured. “And ask me nicely for my cock.”
Jacob moved his arms slowly down, running his hands along Connor's arms to enjoy being allowed to touch him because who knew how long that would last. He shifted his weight a little and moved his hands to press into the mattress on either side of Connor's arms as he did as he was told, brushing his lips against Connor's. "Please, please fuck me," he said quietly, then thought to tack on a whispered, "Sir."
Well that was certainly nice, wasn’t it? Connor hummed in a thoughtful and warm way as he lifted his head a bit to kiss Jacob more solidly. He dragged the boy’s bottom lip lightly between his teeth as he relaxed his neck again. Connor slowly pulled his fingers free of Jacob’s ass and reached to find the condom he’d brought over. He tore it open and reached around Jacob’s hips to put it on himself, the process only taking a second or two longer than it would have if he could actually see it. Connor had had lots of practice. “Sit on it,” he instructed huskily, moving in to nip at Jacob’s lip again.
Jacob shifted his body back and reached for Connor's cock, wishing there was no latex in the way and he could take him bare. It was irresponsible and way too soon and unfortunately hot as hell but Jacob could be smart for a little while longer. He aligned Connor's cock against his body, sitting up for a better balance, his free hand pressing down on Connor's chest as he let himself sink down on his cock. His eyes automatically shut at that first stretch and he let out a content little moan as he took him deeper.
It was hot as hell to watch, and Connor hardly blinked as Jacob got into position and started sinking down around him. He kept his hand curled around Jacob’s cock, sure he could feel it get even harder as he went deeper. He pulled in a slow breath between his teeth, lifting his hips a tiny bit to push deeper into the boy. That first hot, tight squeeze always took work to resist, even through a condom.
Jacob was aware of Connor's eyes on him, like his gaze was a warm, physical thing that encompassed him and made him feel good about himself in a way nothing else did. He moaned again, a little louder when Connor's cock went deeper, spreading his thighs more and arching into an even better angle. When he felt ready and Connor was pushed all the way inside he started moving, slow at first. Connor had told him to ride that cock, not just sit on it, and Jacob was happy to oblige.
There was nothing like being fully seated in a hot body, especially one that was so damn nice to look at. Connor gave a low groan as Jacob settled in, his hands stroking over the boy’s thighs and hips, loving the strain he could already feel under his palms. He wet his lips and watched him start to move with relish, unable to keep from rocking his hips at least a little. “Fuck,” he breathed, his eyes rolling briefly shut. He squeezed Jacob’s thighs and met his hot gaze again. “You’re spoilin’ me fast, boy.” He didn’t sound like he minded in the least.
He might be doing the work but Jacob was the one who felt spoiled. He'd wanted Connor for so long that he'd started thinking he'd never get him and here he was, filled with his cock and listening to Connor sing his praise. "My pleasure," he murmured between soft grunts, his cock hard and straining, neglected for now but that was okay. For now. He loved the way Connor's face changed as he slipped into pleasure and he knew he might not have a lot of chances to actually watch him like that so he focused on doing that at the moment, studying his face while Connor's eyes were closed.
Connor loved watching him move, that lithe roll of his body as he fucked himself with Connor’s cock. He also loved how hard Jacob’s cock still was, flushed and needy, bobbing with his movements and brushing against Connor’s stomach. He got another dab of lube on his hand and reached out to take it, giving it one single stroke before he just held on for the moment. Jacob could generate a bit of his own friction, but Connor knew it would be nothing but frustrating until he decided to let the boy come. The way he was feeling, that wouldn’t be for a while. Connor moved with Jacob, pushing upward to make sure every thrust was deep.
Jacob was slowly catching on where this might be going, Connor's grip on him wasn't enough and he let out a soft, needy sound before he could stop himself. "I want to come with you inside me," he said, hoping that gave Connor some incentive to not make him wait too long. If Connor came before he did, he'd pull out and it just wasn't the same. "Your cock feels so good," he added just under his breath, meeting Connor's gaze with a slightly dopey one of his own.
Connor gave Jacob’s cock a teasing squeeze as a sort of reward for him giving voice to his desire. He wasn’t anywhere close to coming himself yet though, so he was going to make Jacob wait too. “You’ll get to,” he assured him, smiling briefly. Teasingly. Connor rubbed his thumb over the head of Jacob’s cock, then against the sensitive spot just under it. He wanted to make Jacob a desperate, begging mess before he let them both go, but Connor wasn’t sure he would have the patience for that. They would find out. “Keep riding.”
Jacob's body jolted at that particular touch and he wondered if Connor was just this good with bodies in general or if Jacob's body was easy to manipulate. The man was a doctor after all but Jacob doubted handjobs were part of the curriculum in med school. Then that touch was gone and he let out a needy little moan again, bringing his own hand to his crotch to relieve some of that building urge for touch.
Connor let him touch himself, but kept a delighted eye on Jacob’s hand. He didn’t try to stroke himself, so it was acceptable for the moment. Connor kept a loose grip on his straining cock, teasing the head again every now and then, and giving him the occasional firm stroke or two. Just enough to keep him on edge. He loved the way it made Jacob’s ass tighten around him. Connor let himself get caught up in just the pleasure and the hot scene in front of him, fucking up into Jacob with a bit more abandon as his balls got tighter against his body.
Jacob could handle it, even loved it, for a little while but eventually an unsteady little laugh escaped his lips again as it started being too much. "Fuck," he whispered, his muscles tense and shaky as he squirmed on top of Connor for more friction, more something. Funny how something could be too much and not enough at the same time. "Please," he murmured with another little laugh, pained around the edges.
The desperation in Jacob’s tense body and his voice was just delightful to Connor, and the more cruel part of him wanted to completely ignore it, just keep teasing Jacob until he tried to take matters into his own hands, so to speak. But Connor knew that specific frustration, and he wasn’t feeling very sadistic tonight, so he wasn’t going to outright torture the boy. A smile briefly crossed his face and he tightened his grip around Jacob’s cock but didn’t start stroking quite yet. “Please what?” he grunted, heavy-lidded eyes on the boy’s face. He had to ask, specifically and nicely.
"Please can I come," Jacob blurted out and it was ridiculous to suddenly feel shy when he was riding Connor's cock, his own straining and dripping precum, but he could still feel the tips of his ears heat up as he pleaded. He wasn't even sure if it was shyness or embarrassment or something completely different since his whole body felt flushed and tingling. "Please just... stroke me, okay?"
It was a genuine plea, and Connor loved those the best. The playacting was fun, the coyness and teasing, but Jacob sounded actually desperate. That edge to his voice and the flush that deepened in his upper chest gave Connor that rush of power that he loved so much. He could ruin Jacob’s night, or he could make him explode with pleasure. “This time,” he murmured, flashing a brief grin. Connor did as he was asked, and started stroking Jacob’s cock. He built into a quick, hard rub quickly, aware that Jacob was really riding the edge. “Come for me,” Connor told him. “Ride that cock hard, come on it ...”
Jacob felt like he was folding in on himself, curling up in pleasure as Connor finally gave him what he wanted, what he needed. He gripped Connor's arm hard, his eyes fluttering shut as his orgasm came crashing in, soft moans slipping from his lips. Even after coming he felt like he could keep riding Connor's dick, it just felt so fucking good inside of him, filling him up and pressing against his prostate in a way that made his toes curl.
It was lovely to watch, and even better to feel from both angles, all clenching and pulsing in that beautiful way human bodies did. Connor fucked him through it, in a slower, deeper way, pushing up against all that tightness, hand still moving slowly over Jacob’s twitching cock. He could feel the mess on his stomach and even a bit on his chest, but that didn’t bother him in the slightest. “That’s it,” he murmured softly. “Good boy.” Connor’s movements slowed to a stop as Jacob’s climax released him, not sure just how sensitive and intolerant he got after the fact.
Jacob couldn't explain why those words seemed to enhance his climax but they did, giving him a rush of emotions, both good and the good sort of bad. It'd be too easy to chalk it up to daddy issues but it felt like it went deeper than that, somehow, somewhere deep in his psyche, that need for validation, for someone else's control. He was panting softly as he kept moving, grinding slowly against Connor's body for a bit before slowing down and opening his eyes. His focus was a little unsteady as he found Connor's face, releasing his grip on his arm sheepishly. "Thank you," he murmured. It was only polite, right? Connor seemed to like that.
Jacob looked pleasure-drunk and gorgeous, and Connor even enjoyed the edge of sheepishness in his expression. It was hot. And the unprompted thanks wasn’t bad either. He let out a chuckle and released Jacob’s cock so he could stroke the skin on his hips and thighs with both hands, his gaze still warm and hungry. “You’re welcome,” he murmured back with a faint smirk. “How’re you feeling?” They’d only had sex the once, and Connor had been topping Jacob pretty hard and hadn’t stopped, if he recalled correctly. The urgency was less intense this time, and he wanted to take Jacob’s comfort level into account.
"So good," Jacob replied and it felt like an understatement when his body felt this full and sated and Connor just kept touching him. There were still little tremors going through him sporadically and his climax had been worth the wait. He leaned forward, only stopping when his lips were a mere inch from Connor's. "How are you feeling?" he asked, well aware of how hard Connor's cock still was.
It was a good enough answer, especially accompanied by that delightfully dopey look on Jacob’s face. Connor hummed in the back of his throat, his hands running up Jacob’s sides and along his back as the boy bent over him. It changed the angle on his cock a bit, and Connor pushed up into that tighter feeling. “Like I wanna fuck you through the mattress,” he murmured, lips quirking up a tiny bit. He would let Jacob keep riding him if he wanted to, but Connor was expecting to have to take the reins back now. “Think you can still take it?”
"I can take anything you got," Jacob murmured and maybe it was a little cocky and maybe he was wrong but Connor would have to prove him wrong if that was the case. He brushed their lips together, not quite kissing but teasing it almost questioning. He wanted Connor to take the reins but it still felt damn good to be on top, to have some control over the angle of the way Connor pushed into him.
That got a low chuckle out of Connor. It was cocky, but he liked that in a sub. Most of the time, anyway. Jacob knew his manners and he was learning his place, so to speak, so Connor didn’t think he would get too out of hand with the brattiness. “You think so, huh?” he murmured, smirking for a second before he caught Jacob’s bottom lip between his teeth for a nip. He kissed him right after, deep and hungry, and slid his hands down to Jacob’s ass to push down while he thrust upward, ready to get back into a rhythm.
Jacob moaned into the kiss and it was probably not a Great Thing how fucking addicted he already was to Connor. The kissing, the way his cock felt inside of him, how firm and confident the grip of his hands felt, was it any wonder Jacob was a goner? He rocked his hips a little in encouragement, fresh sparks of arousal and pleasure shooting through him. His cock hadn't even had time to go soft and Jacob could feel it getting hard again.
Fuck, the way he moved his hips was so fucking tantalizing, it put an almost aggravated tension in Connor’s muscles. He was fucking Jacob already, but he wanted to be fucking him all of the sudden. And there was almost a challenge laid down about it, too. He stayed put for another few heartbeats, arching up to thrust deep into Jacob’s body, giving soft grunts into the kiss. Then Connor moved his hands to Jacob’s shoulders to push him back as he sat up, keeping their mouths connected. He wrapped his arms around his boy’s body and shifted them both until he was pushing Jacob down on his back once again.
Wrapping his arms around Connor came instinctually as he was being moved around and Jacob couldn't even pretend he didn't love being manhandled like that. He moaned into the kiss, digging his fingers into Connor's shoulders in part to wordlessly convey that he was absolutely on board with this. He was still sensitive from his orgasm but pushing himself to take more was fucking amazing and he was pretty sure he could come again before Connor was done.
It was one of Connor’s main motivations to stay in shape -- besides the health benefits, he loved being strong enough to moe his subs around. They didn’t all end up being slim and light like Jacob, but that was the body type he tended to be attracted to, for reasons such as this. It felt so good to push against another firm body, to move it where he wanted it. Connor got Jacob on his back then moved his arms to hook behind the boy’s thighs and push his legs back toward his chest. Connor finally broke the kiss when he had to, his hands braced on either side of Jacob’s waist. He pulled his cock out and slowly pushed back in to try the position out, eyes on Jacob’s face for the moment.
Jacob was staring back but when Connor's cock sank inside him again, his eyes closed of their own accord and he let out a little moan. He forced his eyes open again, almost defiantly, wanting to look at Connor, to meet his gaze and stare into those brown eyes while Connor fucked him. There was an intensity in the man's face and Jacob wondered if everyone could see it all the time or if it was something Connor managed to hide when he was out in public.
Connor enjoyed blindfolding people when the mood struck him, but he also really loved eye contact during sex. There was something so sexy and intimate about it. Which was a turn off for some, and not something he wanted to share with everyone he fucked, but it felt right in this moment at least. And goddamn did Jacob have beautiful eyes. Connor groaned softly as he started to build his rhythm back up, his own tense hunger warring with the compulsion to make sure Jacob stayed comfortable. “This ass feel so fucking good,” he murmured to his boy. “I just wanna be fucking you all the time.”
'That can be arranged' Jacob didn't say - he meant to say it but all that came out was another soft moan and he reached down past his own thighs to touch Connor's just to feel the way his muscles worked and strained against his fingertips. He'd never wanted to belong to someone so completely, to be used and played with all the damn time but Connor brought it out in him more strongly than he could remember feeling about it and that was saying a lot. "Fuck," he hissed when Connor's cock hit that sweet spot and it was almost overwhelming this shortly after his orgasm.
The idea of ‘owning’ a sex slave, to have a sub constantly at his disposal, was always really hot to Connor when he was horny. Or riding closer and closer to climax, like now. He could easily picture Jacob in that role, taken care of and puttering around the house until Connor came home, then stripping down and kneeling, ready to be used. All his. He knew that’s not how things worked in reality, and sometimes his sexual tastes got into fights with his sense of ethics, but for the moment it was a fun track to send his mind down. Jacob still looked like he was enjoying Connor’s cock, and it made him fuck the boy harder and faster, deeper groans escaping him.
It was so easy to get lost in it, Jacob felt like he lost time somewhere in the middle of it, just zoning out in a blissful way. When he was aware he realized he was digging his heels into Connor, spurring him on, toes curled and hands fisted in the sheets, moans spilling from his lips like water. He came again, or at least he was sure that was what that overwhelming feeling of pleasure was, no ejaculation this time, just spasms going through his body and a moment of completely oblivion as he clenched around Connor's cock.
If Jacob hadn’t been so obviously enjoying himself, his hard cock thick and flushed against his pale stomach while he made the most delicious sounds, Connor would’ve let himself go much faster than he did. He’d been pretty sure he could make Jacob come again, or at least get him damn close. It was still an incredible feeling when it happened, and connor was right behind Jacob, all that thobbing tightness pushing him over the edge. He thrust in deep and hard, almost growling as his balls emptied themselves and his cock pulsed in Jacob. It was so fucking good it made him dizzy, and Connor basked in that mindless bliss for as long as it lasted.
Mentally, Jacob didn't want it to be over but his body felt some relief that it was, spent already and still shivering with aftershock. He loosened his grip on the sheets and reached up to stroke Connor's thighs again, opening his eyes to look at him. He shouldn't be thinking at all, he thought, but he was already lamenting having to leave soon. 'Focus on the now' he chided himself and tried to memorize every little detail about Connor's face the way it looked right after his orgasm, relaxed and blissful and fucking beautiful.
Connor just stayed where he was for a moment, catching his breath with his eyes closed. God, that had been the best kind of release. He cracked his eyes open again to look down at Jacob, then slowly moved his arms so the boy could let his legs down. Connor relaxed more against him, lowering himself down on his elbows so he was closer to Jacob. He pressed a couple of soft kisses against those pretty lips, then made his way along Jacob’s jaw to kiss and nuzzle at his neck, the affection almost worshipful.
Jacob closed his eyes again, his stomach all aflutter. He was supposed to not be catching feelings but he wasn't really trying hard and he was pretty sure Connor would have crashed through all his barriers even if he had. There were definitely feelings growing and he wasn't convinced that was a bad thing, at least not in this moment when Connor was kissing him in a way Jacob was pretty sure you didn't kiss a fuck buddy. He wound his arms around him, sighing contently, finding it easier now to stay in the moment, grounded by the way Connor was touching him.
He knew somewhere that it was probably smarter to back off some, not treat this with so much tenderness, but it was feeling so natural and Connor didn’t want to stop. Jacob was beautiful and fun and smart and there was some vulnerability in him that called to the caretaker in Connor. That was probably useless romantic tripe, and this was going to end badly for both of them, but damn if it didn’t feel good in the moment to wordlessly lavish thanks onto the younger man. Connor kissed the top of his shoulder and then just rested his head against it for a long moment, soaking it in himself. He needed it too, probably more than he wanted to admit. Eventually Connor lifted his head again and softly smooched Jacob’s jaw. “Doin’ okay?” he murmured.
"Yeah," Jacob more breathed than whispered, slowly drawing idle circles on Connor's back with his fingertips. He wanted to ask if he could stay, if Connor had work in the morning, if he wanted to drive him home but all he did for now was cling to him and soak in the warmth of his body. If Connor wanted him gone for the night he'd probably end up checking if Jocelyn was awake, desperate for any sort of human contact and definitely someone to whine to about catching feels he really didn't need to be catching.
Everything felt slow and soft, and Connor couldn’t imagine going back out into the cold to take Jacob back home. If he was being absolutely honest, he didn’t want to do that anyway, regardless of the weather. He did have to work the next day, but it wasn’t a very early morning, and sleeping curled up with Jacob sounded pretty divine. His cock was almost all the way soft now, so Connor knew he couldn’t stay where he was much longer. Maybe it was manipulative to make an offer while they were still so intimately connected, but he wanted to anyway. “You wanna sleep over?” he asked softly, his eyes on Jacob’s.
"Yeah," Jacob breathed again without hesitation. He would have agreed, no matter when or where Connor asked him and the question made his heart leap happily. Fuck yeah he wanted to stay over, maybe it would be weird and maybe it would dispel some of the magic or something but he didn't care. He didn't want to go home, he didn't want to sleep alone and he sure as hell didn't want to get up and get dressed and go outside yet. "Do you have to work early?" He wasn't too thrilled about waking up super early but he was already tired so he had a feeling it wouldn't be as hard as it normally was.
“Not until ten,” Connor answered with a faint smile. That was pretty late by his doctor standards. It was going to be a long-ass day, since he’d be one of the few MDs on staff and it was a holiday, but he had a feeling he would be floating through it with all of this still on his mind. Connor kissed Jacob’s lips one more time, then pushed himself upward, reaching between them with one hand to hold the condom as he pulled out. “We can have breakfast and I’ll take you home.” It sounded lovely and domestic, didn’t it? More like boyfriends than fuck buddies. Connor didn’t want to think about that too much though. He had enough on his mind, he just ... wanted to let this play out however it played out.
Jacob reluctantly let go of him and his own thoughts drifted toward not using condoms next time because it was such a hassle. He trusted Connor and maybe that was stupid but he had more reasons to trust him than not. Suggesting it felt presumptuous at this point, maybe Connor had a bunch of people he was fucking, how the hell would Jacob know, and that meant safety was better. He pushed himself up on his elbows and grinned at the mention of breakfast. "Can I borrow your toothbrush too?" he murmured, allowing himself to enjoy the view while he could.
Connor got himself to the edge of the bed and peeled the condom off, then chuckled as he stood up. “Yeah, you can,” he said, tossing a little smile back over his shoulder at Jacob. “Help yourself to anything in the bathroom.” He headed that way now, intent on getting cleaned up so they could both relax and hopefully drift off to sleep without too much trouble. It had been a while since Connor had literally slept with someone, and he wouldn’t have invited just anyone to stay over, so he hoped this stayed comfortable through the night.