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Post by olipop on Dec 17, 2010 20:44:11 GMT -5
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The boy let out another laugh, slightly weaker this time, and blinked in surprise. He didn't remember ending up underneath the older man, but, inwardly, didn't really mind. He refrained from commenting on it, choosing instead to just continue looking at the blonde man on top of him. The half-naked, older man on top of him with that trademark grin on his face.
When was he ever not grinning like that anyway, Oliver wondered. He always seemed so confident and happy, always willing to throw a joke or advice to anyone because he was Dodger. There really wasn't any other explanation, because the guy was just that special and kind and cool and--
Oh god, and kissing Oliver's neck so softly that the blonde had to let out a small whimper, quickly biting his lip to cut off the sound. He was going to embarrass himself if he kept that sort of thing up. Was he even supposed to make sounds? Was it weird if he did? He couldn't help it that much, especially when Jack was using his mouth and lips like that on his collarbone. Closing his eyes, Oli's fingers clenched loosely on the man's hair, his back arching slightly underneath the assault.
Was he hypersensitive to this sort of thing because he'd never done it before? Oliver tried to shake his head, clear his mind, but it just lolled to one side slightly, exposing more of his neck.
"J-Jack," he breathed, lowering his hands to push slightly at the man's chest, "Hang on a second? I don't.." have any idea what I'm doing.
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Post by dodger on Dec 17, 2010 21:06:16 GMT -5
  Dodger grinned as he heard Oliver make a sound beneath him. Well that was unexpected. And Oliver clenching his hair like that wasn't helping at all. That combined with the boy arching his back and exposing more of his neck for him was just... Okay, there were no words for it. It was just perfect, in a way. At least he knew how Oliver felt about him, that's always a plus. The man continued along the newly exposed skin, stroking Oliver's side absent-mindedly until he heard his name being called.
"J-Jack,"
He blinked as Oliver pushed against his chest, looking down at the boy, who looked rather flushed in the face.
"Hang on a second? I don't.."
Jack sighed, shrugging and repositioning himself so his chin rested on Oliver's chest, looking up at him as the rest of him relaxed and laid beside the boy. Well, now he felt bad. The man sighed, pulling one of Oliver's hands from his hair and lacing his fingers with the boy's, his thumb stroking the side of Oliver's hand as he laid there. "Fine," he answered, staring at their linked hands and snuggling closer to Oliver. He was fine with cuddling on the couch, so long as he got to make out with the boy again later.
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Post by olipop on Dec 17, 2010 21:59:51 GMT -5
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Letting out a sigh of relief, Oliver relaxed slightly as Jack paused in his pleasurable, albeit embarrassing ministrations. He wasn't relieved at the prospect of stopping he could kiss jack forever, just that maybe he'd be able to think and speak coherently, instead of his mind being a pile of goo while his mouth spouted off nonsensical noises.
Oli let a shy smile tug at his lips when Dodger entwined their fingers together, and took a shuddery breath. He needed to calm down his breathing, if he wanted to think.
He gazed at Dodger for a few moments, admiring (for the first time) his features up close. His nose was adorably small, a thought that made Oliver actually laugh. Beneath that was little whiskers of hair and a pink, slightly swollen mouth. Stubble ran along the length of Dodger's chin, unkempt and undeniably attractive.
But what really drew the boy in were the man's eyes. They were such an intense shade of blue with flecks of grey throughout them. It gave them an edge, captivating Oliver instantly. Personally he'd always thought his eyes were quite blue, but in comparison..they paled, really. For as cool and confident as Dodger was, he was twice as handsome.
The blonde's free hand reached up to trace soft lines across the other man's face, carefully mapping it. The skin was smooth, save the bristly fur leading up his jaw and across his chin. Oliver briefly wondered if it would only be a few short years before he too grew hair like that, and another small laugh came from his lips.
"Fine."
Blinking in surprise, the boy quickly withdrew his hand. Did he..upset Jack by not wanting to continue? Ugh, he was such an amateur at making out (it took him a second to process that yes, that's what they were doing), that maybe he'd stopped Dodger when he wasn't supposed to? Well that didn't sound right, he was supposed to have a say in it, right? If he felt uncomfortable or something, he was allowed to say stop. But he hadn't exactly felt uncomfortable, more (and probably obviously) embarrassed.
Still, maybe Jack expected more of him? Oliver hated to disappoint the man, more than he hated making him angry, so if he was supposed to keep objections in, maybe that's what he should practice doing.
"Did you not want to stop?" he asked earnestly, looking into Dodge's eyes, "I'm sorry, I just got..flustered and thought that was okay. Was it not okay?"
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Post by dodger on Dec 17, 2010 22:48:19 GMT -5
Jack blinked when he felt Oliver staring at him, the man tilting his head up at the boy and repositioning himself so he could face Oliver, but still be lying beside him and not strain his neck. He smiled lightly when he noted Oliver seeming to take in his features, finding that now he was doing the same thing.
The boy was definitely one of those kids who was attractive but didn't know it. His features were dainty and almost fragile looking, as if he'd break if Dodger should touch him, and his face was perfectly framed with loose blonde curls. Usually he didn't like curly hair on guys, but with Oliver it was just perfect. He smiled again as he made eye contact with the boy, those blue eyes were basically sucking him in. They were a nice shade of cerulean that Jack just couldn't get over. Oliver was a lot smaller than he was, but that was fine for Jack, it made holding the boy a lot easier since he could easily wrap his arms tight around him to keep him safe-and that's what he wanted to do, keep Oliver safe. Even if it was from himself.
Jack ended up smiling again, like an idiot, as he felt Oliver's hand on his face. For lord's sake, why did the kid have to make him so happy? The man smiled as he leaned into Oliver's touch, smiling when he heard Oliver laugh. What was he now, a smiling machine?!
Then Oliver withdrew his hand. Jack's face fell as he watched Oliver closely, tilting his head as Oliver's usual "I-think-I've-Disappointed-Jack-Again" face appeared and he sighed.
"Did you not want to stop? I'm sorry, I just got..flustered and thought that was okay. Was it not okay?"
Dodger groaned, burying his face in Oliver's chest in annoyance. "You're killing me Smalls!" he groaned, quoting the Sandlot as he leaned up and kissed Oliver's forehead, nuzzling him to make him feel better as he smiled again. "No, I didn't. Yes, it was okay, and no, you didn't disappoint me love."
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Post by olipop on Dec 17, 2010 23:46:05 GMT -5
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Oliver blinked, eyes as wide as saucers as he suddenly had an arm full of Dodger. The resounding groan made him purse his lips tightly, knowing full well that sound was to be followed by a lecture or some statement the man was sure was more than obvious.
"You're killing me, Smalls!"
The boy blinked, nonplussed, and pushed Dodger away so he could look at his face.
"No, I didn't. Yes, it was okay, and no, you didn't disappoint me love."
A variety of expressions passed over Oliver's face because of that statement. From flustered embarrassment, to uncertainty, to full out shock...which led right back to flustered embarrassment, though this time with a hint of joy.
"You just called me.." Oli looked away, a flush spreading across his face again. The last word out of Dodger's mouth was the one to cause the most impact on the boy, as he'd never heard it before, not from this man. Now that he wondered about it, he hadn't heard it directed to him in quite a while, years in fact. And even though it wasn't those three small words, it was still that small word that held all the meaning.
With a happy little noise (that definitely wasn't a whimper or cry or any variation of the sort), Oliver captured Dodger's lips in a soft, chaste kiss. His fingers squeezed the enclosed hand tightly and he slowly pulled away, smiling brightly.
"I love you too," he whispered, nuzzling his nose against Dodger's own in an eskimo kiss. Pulling back, he pressed two quick kisses to the man's lips and smiled shyly, though he couldn't entirely suppress the eager grin threatening to break through.
"You didn't wanna stop? he asked, the slightest hint of coyness in his voice, "I mean, we don't have to, then.
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Post by dodger on Dec 18, 2010 0:11:33 GMT -5
Everything after that went by so fast. And I mean fast. At first, it just started with Oliver's reaction to Jack calling him 'love.' And then, the reaction continued and Jack didn't really know what to do. He was happier than a clam, and yet he didn't know what to do. He blinked as he watched Oliver's face flush yet again and seconds later he was being kissed. The man smiled, kissing Oliver back and squeezing their entwined fingers as well. The man pushed up off of Oliver and smirked when the boy rubbed their noses together.
"I love you too,"
Jack's eyes widened in shock as Oliver told him he loved him too. His mouth almost hung open in shock when he was kissed twice by the very excited boy. The man felt himself start to grin from ear to ear. Oliver loved him. Oliver loved him. Oliver loved him. Oliver loved him!
"You didn't wanna stop? I mean, we don't have to, then."
Jack's eyes widened again at the boy's statement. What was he insinuating? Jack noted the coy tone of Oliver's voice and he grinned, leaning over the boy and placing his lips near Oliver's ear. "Oh really? Well then, I may just have to indulge you, won't I amore mio?" he purred into Oliver's ear, smirking lightly as he eventually removed his lips from Oliver's ear and eventually captured the smaller boy's lips with his. The man took control of this kiss, helping Oliver through it as best as he could, and stroking the boy's cheek in the kiss. Every passing moment was making Jack intensify the kiss, the man making sure he didn't go further until he was told to. He wasn't going to screw Oliver up. That would be immoral. He loved the kid, and therefore he'd protect Oliver from anyone-especially himself.
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Post by olipop on Dec 18, 2010 0:58:07 GMT -5
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. "Oh really? Well then, I may just have to indulge you, won't I amore mio?"
[/i] Oliver felt a shudder wrack through his body at the whispered words. He bit his lip, failing (and not caring one bit) at trying to hold in an excited smile. It faded as he was being kissed again however, and the boy let his eyes slip shut. His heart, while still beating a million times a minute, wasn't the number one thought on his mind anymore. Instead, his mind seemed to be drifting all over the place, but not in the nervous manner like before. It went where his hands went, and where his lips were. The boy seemed to have a newfound sense of confidence, and this let him focus on what he was doing, not his anxious thoughts. Oli's free hand traveled from being perched on Jack's shoulder, downward over his bicep. From there it slid further down to his waist, the boy's fingers drawing lazy patterns on the skin. He opened his mouth slightly, tentatively meeting his tongue with Dodger's own. While normally at this moment he'd freeze up and his own stupid inner monologuing would interfere, reminding him how weird it felt to have his tongue touch someone else's, he kept his mind on what he was doing and feeling, not anything else. This all felt inexplicably right. Letting out a small whimper into the kiss, the blonde's hand trailed back up to twine through strands of Dodger's hair, gently caressing his scalp in a subconscious manner. It was intoxicating being like this with Jack, his normally worry-laden mind lost in the sensations while still feeling safe and taken care of. He trusted this man with everything, including his own wellbeing. Letting go of his own inhibitions and control didn't bother him here. The teen drew back slowly, his cheeks once again flushed a light rose and breath coming quickly and hitched. He felt completely relaxed and soothed, while at the same time strangely wanting more and anxious for it. He wasn't sure what this feeling was, but could only describe it as love, if asked. Consciously he knew how melodramatic that sounded, as if he was in some soap opera, but it was the truth. "I love you," he whispered, head tilted to one side while he caught his breath, "It's so weird, and I can't even explain it, but I do."status • complete word count • 3 9 7 lyrics • the show by lenka clothing • pajamas <3notes • -coughs- >//> credit • AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? @ caution[/size][/font][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by dodger on Dec 18, 2010 1:50:58 GMT -5
Jack smirked when he felt Oliver kissing him back, his free hand tangling itself into the boy's soft, golden locks as his own eyes slipped closed. His heart was pounding in his ears, the lump in his throat that hadn't reared it's ugly head since he was a teenager appeared again, and he felt like he was seventeen again. What was it about Oliver that made him like this?! He felt like an idiotic teenager that didn't want to mess up with his first partner in any way. What was up with that?! But then again, he was like a lovestruck teenager in many ways when he was with Oliver.
He shivered when he felt Oliver's hand travel down his bicep and further down his waist. What surprised him more was that Oliver actually deepened the kiss to the point of tongues touching and he smirked, opening his mouth and allowing the muscle to invade Oliver's mouth, taking in his taste as he pulled Oliver closer to him. He deepened the kiss yet again instinctively as Oliver let out another sound, the man bristling in excitement at the sound of the boy's voice. Soon enough, Jack's free hand traveled from Oliver's hair to the boy's thigh, stroking it lightly as the kiss intensified.
Eventually Oliver needed air and he pulled back, Jack himself flushing a deep shade of red as he breathed deeply to fill his lungs with much-needed air. He smiled at the boy and leaned his forehead against Oliver's. So this was what "love" was. Intriguing. The man leaned down and nuzzled Oliver's neck, kissing it lightly as they both caught their breath.
"I love you, It's so weird, and I can't even explain it, but I do."
Jack couldn't help but grin at that, the man kissing Oliver's jaw lovingly and pulled him closer. "I love you too Oliver. Yeah, it's weird and hard to explain, but I guess that means it's what we really feel..." he smiled, kissing the boy's jawline and making his way back down Oliver's neck once again. He caught his breath the moment he looked back into Oliver's eyes, and now he was just waiting on the blonde to catch his own breath.
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Post by olipop on Dec 18, 2010 11:35:37 GMT -5
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The feel of Dodger's hand slowly sliding down his body like molasses and finally coming to rest on his thigh caused another shiver to pass through Oliver spine. It wasn't much, a simple caress of his fingers really, but it felt so intimate, the boy couldn't think straight. And the lips on his neck again only caused the boy to sigh pleasurably, further intensifying the sensation with a hint of teeth.
"I love you too Oliver. Yeah, it's weird and hard to explain, but I guess that means it's what we really feel..."
Another excited, though noticeably more subdued smile tugged at the blonde's mouth at these words. Maybe he'd taken it a little too quick with the "I love you", considering the man hadn't exactly said the same thing to begin with, but it appeared he hadn't slipped up. If anything, Jack seemed happier now than he did before, and that was saying something. Instead of the usual grin, there seemed to be an almost fond (though obviously distracted) smile on the man's face which, to Oliver, was wonderful to see. A little voice inside his head whispered that he should be one of the only people to see that sort of genuinely happy face on the teacher, but he pushed it aside for now.
"You think so? I mean, I always thought what I felt for you was different but I never.."Turning back to face the man again, he reached up with a hand, and brushed a few stray blonde locks away from Dodger's face, tucking it behind an ear. Oli smiled happily. "I guess I never thought this'd happen. I'm..really glad it did."
Leaning up slightly, the boy applied a trail of gentle kisses down Dodge's neck, leading up his jaw and upwards further to give a playful nip to his ear. With a quiet laugh, he did it once more before boldly licking the shell of his ear once. Leaning back down, he smiled, just a little smugly, up at the older man.
"Love you," he whispered innocently, that somewhat cheeky smile still firmly in place.
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Post by dodger on Dec 18, 2010 12:04:52 GMT -5
The man smirked when he felt Oliver beneath him, continuing down the boy's neck and not noticing his teeth were trying to get in on the action until he noted how Oliver was reacting. Jack chuckled, nipping at the soft skin beneath him as he made his way to Oliver's collarbone, attacking that part eagerly in an attempt to get the same reaction that he had succeeded in getting last time.
"You think so? I mean, I always thought what I felt for you was different but I never.."
He blinked as Oliver turned to him and moved a strand of his hair out of his face, smiling once again when he noticed how it made the other boy smile.
"I guess I never thought this'd happen. I'm..really glad it did."
The man nodded at Oliver's statement, ecstatic that it happened, and he was about to go back to his work when he was intercepted. He shivered as he felt Oliver's lips on his neck making their way up his jawline to his ear. Then when Oliver nipped at his ear and eventually licked the shell, leaning back down to where he'd come from and giving him that smug smile, Jack wanted to just... No! That would be illegal until March! Damn Oliver being seventeen still!
"Love you,"
"Cheeky little shit!" he laughed, obviously not meaning anything bad by it, (that was usually how they play fought) and smirked as he leaned back down to Oliver's neck, making a beeline for his collarbone. If the boy was going to tease him like that and think he wasn't going to get teased back, he had another thing coming. Jack smirked in triumph as he ravaged Oliver's collarbone almost hungrily, his hand travelling from his thigh up the boy's shirt to tease him further.
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Post by olipop on Dec 18, 2010 13:08:43 GMT -5
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There was something very satisfying in seeing the way Jack came undone at his hands. Maybe it was the thought that Oliver was the only one allowed to see this side of the man (because he'd be getting a very stern talking to if there was anyone else), or maybe it was that the Artful Dodger was actually letting himself go a bit, to a teenage boy of all people. Either way, that smile soon turned into a grin when Dodger next spoke.
"Cheeky little shit!
The teen couldn't help the laugh that bubbled from his mouth, eyes closing in delight at the outburst. It was always very entertaining when the man was one-uped like that, and the amused exclamation that always followed was almost always met by Oliver's laughter.
However, the blonde's triumph was short lived. Because not a moment later he found Dodger's mouth right back in the crook of his neck, nipping and licking his collar bone. A loud gasp followed his breathy moan as a hand traced upwards, slipping underneath his shirt and caressing his stomach and side. Being touched and teased like this was a more than a little too much for his over sensitized brain could handle, but Oli held on, his legs slipping almost instinctively to wrap tightly around Dodge's waist.
Oliver's mouth opened a little wider, his breath coming in slightly ragged pants as his neck was attacked skillfully. While he didn't know much anything about making out and the techniques or skills used during it, the boy knew Jack was more than "okay". He seemed to know just how to move his lips, when to apply his teeth, and where to put his hands. Oliver grasped onto the man's hand tighter, mostly because he had no idea where to put it if he wasn't. His free one was entangled loosely in Dodger's blonde hair, clenching and unclenching. He let out another quiet sound again, something akin to a moan, his eyes closed when he didn't remember even closing them.
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Post by dodger on Dec 18, 2010 13:47:10 GMT -5
Dodger grinned at the sound of Oliver's laughter. He always loved that sound. Especially when they were play fighting, it made it easier for him to win when he started tickling the boy into submission.
The sound of Oliver's gasp and breathy moan just egged him on, the man continuing his conquest of the boy's neckline and just his body in general. Soon enough his efforts were rewarded and Oliver's legs slipped around his waist. Jack smirked as his hand traveled from Oliver's stomach to his thigh again, his hand slowly making its way from the boy's thigh to his backside. Jeez, this was intense, but Jack wanted Oliver to only feel this kind of pleasure with him. Everyone else would pale in comparison to how much the man loved him, and the boy would be even more wrapped around his finger than he was in the first place.
Oliver's breathing became more labored as Jack continued his conquest of the boy's neck, enjoying the sounds he was getting out of the boy as he carried on. He felt Oliver's hands tighten around both his other hand and his hair, hearing the moan that escaped from the boy's lips and his instincts pushing him to go further than just making out--but then he remembered who this was beneath him. This was Oliver. Pure, innocent, virgin Oliver who was still seventeen years old. The man grunted in response to his realization and continued to ravage the boy instead. It was decided. He wasn't going any further than this until Oliver was eighteen. By then, he'd have the boy wanting it more than he did.
In the meantime, he'd express his love in any way possible to the boy, and right now, that meant enjoying himself and the sweet sounds of his love beneath him. Dodger smirked, also recalling that since Oliver was a junior in high school, he no longer needed gym class--so he didn't need to change during school hours where anyone could see what was under his shirt. The man went quickly to his work and attached his lips to Oliver's chest-right above his heart-and focused right there. Sure, he'd marked up the boy's neck a bit, but he wanted Oliver to know that Jack would have his heart any day. After a few minutes of nipping and kissing the spot, he had successfully marked the boy as his and smirked, giving the spot a playful lick as he went back to Oliver's collarbone. There we go. A temporary physical reminder that Oliver was his and Jack belonged to the boy any day.
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Post by olipop on Dec 18, 2010 14:28:24 GMT -5
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When Dodger's skilled fingers crept down again, slipping around to the boy's rump, Oliver couldn't contain the louder whimper that escaped his mouth. Opening his eyes, he felt his cheeks heating up in embarrassment (and maybe something more than that), when more open-mouthed kisses were applied to his neck. He let out a shuddery breath, his half-lidded pupils expanding in pleasure. He hadn't felt like this since..ever. It was all so new and frightening, and if it was with anyone else, Oli would have told them to stop a long time ago. If it had been anyone else, he'd have run back home and and fret about it until Dodger got the truth out of him. But why was he thinking about this sort of stuff? Damn his brain's constant monologuing!
It felt so surreal, so dreamlike to be here. Lying under the man of his dreams (when did Oliver turn into such a teenage girl?), being stimulated in ways he'd never experienced. The boy felt as though he was turning into puddy beneath Dodger, letting the older man ultimately ravish him without complaint. It was breathtaking (literally) the way his hands moved, and ohgod his shirt was being pushed up his chest until Jack's mouth was kissing and sucking the point right above his heart.
"Ahh," he moaned softly, eyes clenched closed, arching his back and hips reflexively. The pleasure coiling in the pit of his stomach was growing as he felt his blood rush to the surface. The beating of his heart increased until he could feel it at every point in his body and mind, as though it was threatening to burst.
A slight sheen of perspiration coated Oliver's body. He felt feverish and hot, but pulled himself closer to Dodger despite that. Every inch of skin that wasn't touching the man felt chilled and he desperately needed to sooth it. He wanted to be connected to him so badly, and he didn't have any idea what that even meant, but he knew he wanted it more than anything at that moment.
"M-more," he whispered, delirious mind unaware of it, "Jack, I-I want..."
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Post by dodger on Dec 18, 2010 15:04:40 GMT -5
Jack smirked at the sound that came from Oliver, his hand then grasping the boy's backside firmly to get another reaction out of him. He felt his self-control trying to leave him, but once he'd reminded himself who was beneath him his instincts seemed to understand and adapt to the new situation. This wasn't some cheap floozy he'd picked up on the streets like he had awhile back, this was the person he had learned to love more than life itself. This was Oliver. He knew he'd always have the boy with him, so why do something stupid that they both would regret in the long run if Jack ended up getting arrested if Oliver was going to be there in the morning? There was no point. The only person that mattered now was the one beneath him, and he wasn't going to screw that up by having sex with Oliver when he's still underage.
Jack purred deeply once he'd gotten the reaction he wanted out of Oliver when marking him, the boy's back and hips arching to the point of touching his own, causing Dodger to remove his hand from Oliver's and his other from the boy's backside to wrap around the boy's waist while it was raised into the air. He felt his own body coat with sweat as he made contact with Oliver's heated and bothered skin, the man shivering and continuing to tease the boy in his arms.
Oliver's body getting hot beneath him was making it worse, he felt the lower half of his body heat up in that usual way it did before he got excited. Then, he felt Oliver's body heating up and he noted that the boy was feeling the same way. Sirens and warning lights were going off in his mind telling him to stop, but he didn't want to. He didn't want to, but he had to for Oliver's sake.
"M-more, Jack, I-I want..."
Jack figured he's silence Oliver before he talked him into doing it and immediately captured the boy's lips with his, grinding his hips against Oliver's instinctively as he held the other's hot body against his. He wasn't going to give in that easily, he wasn't going to lose Oliver because of a day of passion on a couch. The man held Oliver's cheek in his hand, tilting the boy's head in such a way that he could get them to tangle tongues again. Hopefully he could distract himself and Oliver enough to just fool around with each other instead of just going off to have sex.
"Sorry kid," he panted, continuing to invade the boy's mouth with his own pink muscle. The man sighed inwardly in frustration as he eventually couldn't get his mind off of it and decided if they both move he could deter his instincts from wanting to go further. The man kept Oliver's legs wrapped around him and grunted to signal Oliver to hold onto him, Dodger placing Oliver's arms around his neck and picking both of them off the couch. Once he'd gotten his grip on Oliver and gotten up, he wandered to his room as best as he could (while still wanting to kiss the boy) and placed Oliver on the bed, kissing him deeply and getting off.
Jack kept a hand on Oliver as long as he could, wandering to his dresser and letting go of the boy once he couldn't reach anymore. Jack needed to get more clothes between them, so that meant he needed a shirt. Thankfully, he got his mind off it by pulling on a wifebeater and making his way back to Oliver. He crawled onto the bed and pulled Oliver into his arms from behind, kissing the boy's neck and moving the fabric of Oliver's shirt out of his way as he did so. "As much as I want to, we can't just yet," he murmured, sucking on the boy's neck to apologize further. "Don't want to get arrested and lose you because I want you so bad. So for your birthday we'll do more. Alright?" he asked, hoping that Oliver would understand. He wanted to so bad, but if someone found out about Oliver's virginity being ripped from him because of him (even after the boy turned 18) he'd be taken away from Oliver for sure. That was the last thing he wanted.
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Post by olipop on Dec 18, 2010 18:13:33 GMT -5
slow it down, make it stopbefore my heart is going to pop• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • [/center]
Oliver let out a gasping whine when he felt Jack's hand firmly grasp his backside. It was probably more the surprised than anything, but he couldn't deny the thrill that went through his stomach. It was exhilarating to be this free of control and thoughts (mostly, anyway) with Jack. He desperately wanted to get closer, wriggling his body slightly in a subconscious attempt to do so. The boy felt hot and out of breath, like he'd been running a marathon. The truth of the matter was currently on top of him and, hitching his breath again, felt his hips make contact with said truth.
A low rumble emitted from Dodger's throat, the sound sending pleasurable feelings to course up the teen's spine. Up until then, the man had been mostly quiet, the only noises audible being his breathing, which was mostly drowned out by Oliver's own moans and whimpers. Once he'd calmed down, the blonde would have a horrible flush creeping onto his face, this time not from stimulation but rather sheer embarrassment. But for now, his mind being happily distracted, Oliver only let out quiet grunt as his hips were grabbed and pulled upward so that his groin touched Jack's. Wrapping his arms tightly around the man's neck, Oliver let out a long, stuttering exhale.
The boy's mouth was soon captured by Dodge's own, positively squeaking into the kiss as he felt the man's heavier hips grind against his own. He reciprocated the action without trying, the simple act seeming to come as a natural reaction. However, this sequence was short lived before Jack spoke again.
"Sorry kid."
With a grunt, the taller man promptly lifted Oliver off the couch. With a jump of surprised, the boy took a moment to get his bearings and not fall off (which probably looked quite comical), tightly wrapping all four of his limbs around Dodger. He was soon taken to his caretaker's room which momentarily caught him off guard. Were they going to..? Was he..? A thrill of fearful excitement filled him, his face reddening in more than just embarrassment.
As he was set on the bed, Oliver closed his eyes as he was kissed, preparing to calm his breathing, when Jack pulled away. Opening his eyes, he watched as the man walked to his dresser and..was he getting something they needed? That uhm, stuff that..was that a shirt?
The boy blinked owlishly in confusion, remaining on the bed, while Dodger crawled onto it and, turning him around, embraced him from behind. He inhaled through his nose sharply as he felt those familiar lips at the nap of his neck, but remained quiet as the man spoke again.
"As much as I want to, we can't just yet." As if to distract the teen, he sucked right there, which in turned caused Oli to tense up, closing his eyes pleasurably.
Don't want to get arrested and lose you because I want you so bad. So for your birthday we'll do more. Alright?"
[/color] Opening his eyes slowly, Oliver blinked. Oh..that made a lot of sense now. But he still.. "That's not fair," he mumbled, lips pouting out of habit, "My birthday? Ugh, I'm not a kid, Dodger." The use of the man's nickname served as a sign that he wasn't entirely upset, more momentarily disappointed. Reaching down, Oli entwined his fingers with one of Jack's own hands, bringing it to his chest. status • complete word count • 5 5 9 lyrics • the show by lenka clothing • pajamas <3notes • fsdklfsg not proof read credit • AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? @ caution[/size][/font][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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