Handsome Jack here! I'm way too busy being awesome to answer the phone, but tell me why you're calling and if you're important enough, your people will hear from my people.
[Only both eyes work and it moves like an actual face should, unlike his own. He's not gonna be flailing around like a moron with his vision halved during sex, that's not attractive. Of course neither is the Eridian artifact stuck in his skull, but it is what it is.]
Look at you, getting all protective.
[Jack chuckles a little, warmly. Again, that's one of the most polite and inoffensive ways anyone's drawn attention to his scars. Steven's got a knack for that, he's learning.]
Nah, don't worry about it, I took care of it myself. That shit is ancient history.
[And honestly, underneath the fangs, slit pupils, and pointy ears he'd normally have, it still is. Even his time in Arcadia couldn't change his underlying (very good) bone structure.
But then he shakes his head a little and leans in to kiss where the seam of Jack's mask meets his actual flesh.]
But I guess I do, a bit. Get protective. Probably won't be the last time.
Well I'm glad ya got it back, it's a really good one.
[But it is indicative of the fact that Steven...can actually kind of get Jack's deal about his face. Not something he encounters too often. Hell, Nisha had thought it was ridiculous and always wanted him to just go without.]
Not gonna complain. I'm a big damn hero, always looking out for everybody...nice to be on the other end of it for a change.
[From a dude he just met like two weeks ago at most, but that's not something that strikes Jack as all that odd. He's always been one to form connections quickly.]
[And with Steven straddling his lap like this, it's easy for Jack's broad hands to resume their exploration, sliding along his back from the small of it up.]
[Mmm, he likes those hands on his back. He likes those hands. He'll have to suck on the fingers, later--he wonders if Jack will want to suck on his?
But yeah. With Steven, if he likes you, he wants to see you safe. And given how well he and Jack have been connecting tonight, it's not strange to him that his protective instincts would be going off--even if they've only known each other for a week.]
It's funny. I never expected to meet someone here that just-- gets things. I never expected to meet anyone who would.
[Jack's hands keep moving, taking full advantage of this chance both to just touch another person and also explore an exciting new body. There's always something extra fun about getting to know a completely new lover.]
You can end up meeting people that understand you on levels you don't usually get. I dunno what it is, if it's just...the thing that brings us here has certain types it likes, or what. But I've met more people here I can just be myself around than I ever did back home.
[It's weird, he finds more in common with people from completely foreign dimensions. Hell, he's had as many relationships in his five years here as he had in his entire life before here.]
[It's not like Steven's own hands aren't roaming around everywhere, either. His mouth too. Hell, he'll probably kiss his way around the entire perimeter of the mask, if Jack will let him.]
Honestly, Jack? I don't know if I've ever met anyone I could just be myself around. Not my whole self. Just-- the parts I know they want me to be, I guess. I mean, I've probably come closest with my sister, but-- there's just things you don't share with baby sisters.
[And Charley's gone missing anyway. No. Don't think about that. Not when you've got a perfectly hot older man to make out with.]
Like, you know, I thought I could with my ex-. I really did. I showed Liam more than I did anybody else but Charley. And my god, did it come back to bite me on the ass. He knew everywhere tender to hit me when we broke up--and he did. Relationship are such bullshit.
It's the people that love us that can hurt us the worst. It's a gamble...that's why the whole pot's gotta be really friggin worth it.
[Jack makes no move to shoo Steven away from his mask. He'd rather that than ignoring it or avoiding it. And he gets it, he does. Moxxi practically destroyed him, and it hurt so damn much because he'd loved her. It's a hell of a risk, being with someone.]
But screw your ex, best revenge is living well. And you seem to be doing pretty damn great right now.
[He's about to have sex with Handsome Jack, that's a pretty great position to be in.]
You're in a swanky mansion, full of really good booze, and in the middle of getting down with a super cool and awesome guy and I can promise you....it's gonna be amazing sex.
[Jack leans in for a hungry kiss to emphasize his point.]
[Steven meets his mouth with a corresponding hunger, his fingers digging tightly into Jack's back. He wants this. God, he wants this. He grinds down against Jack, so that Jack will know how much he wants this.]
God, [he breathes when he finally pulls back to look Jack straight in his handsome face,] it really is.
[Jack just chuckles, deep and husky, his hips lifting to meet Steven's motions. His pants are starting to feel way too tight, the grinding only making that little problem worse.]
So...how 'bout that blow job, hot stuff?
[He needs some kind of attention on his dick, as soon as possible. This nice slow build up has been great, really awesome, he's a big fan. But he's all revved up now, hard and ready and more than eager to take this to the next stage.]
OKAY THIS IS WHERE THE DIRTY STUFF *REALLY* STARTS
[Steven laughs with him and slides back down off the couch, onto his knees again.] I thought you'd never ask.
[Just going to open up the trousers now, extract the cock from any underwear, and oh wow, fuck, that's definitely as big as Jack says it was. Steven is not a size queen, but he suspects if they're fuckbuddies for long, he'll definitely end up as one. Jesus.
He licks his lips in anticipation and--
Well. Steven was't kidding about having very little gag reflex. There's a slight bit of choking when the head hits the back of his throat, but he doesn't seem to mind too much, certainly not to the point of pulling off. Instead he just adjusts his mouth so he can get it around just a little bit more cock.
His hands, meanwhile, have gone to tease and fondle Jack's balls, even as he sucks away on the cock above.]
[Jack is learning all kinds of things about Steven tonight.]
[Right now, he's learning that the guy gives amazing head. Just superb, A++, would fuck this mouth again. Jack's even polite and lets him set the pace, much as he would very much like to just bury himself repeatedly in that blissful wet heat.]
[He does reach down to run his fingers through Steven's hair, leaning back against the couch and making no effort to hide his vocal appreciation. He groans, he sighs, he moans, he mumbles breathy expletives and sharp encouragement.]
[Giving head used to be one of his specialties and it's been so long since he's been able to do it properly. This is absolutely the best part of having his old body back. Nothing else fucking compares.
Honestly, he'd have been fine if Jack did set the pace, but this is fine too. It lets him show off a little.
It occurs to Steven mid-suck that it's really too bad he didn't realize this was going to be a hook-up when he left the dorms or he'd have risked being late back from lunch in order to pick up some lube, so that he could have fingered Jack while he sucked, but he'll just remember that for next time. And there's definitely going to be a next time. He hasn't had sex like this in-- God. Forever, it feels like.
Oh well. He'll just have to trace a finger over the cleft of Jack's ass for now, so Jack will know he's thinking about it, and go back to teasing his balls while he sucks and bobs, little touches where he knows most guys are sensitive.]
[If Jack had been thinking far enough ahead, he would have moved one of the bottles of lube from the bedroom to the living room, since more than half the time when you bring someone home it doesn't get much further than the couch.]
[Which leaves Jack torn. He's in the middle of an amazing blowjob right now, but it could be a) even better and b) they want to be in the bedroom anyway. All his supplies are there. And if he's gonna be on the bottom, he wants to be in bed, comfortable, and not in danger of throwing out his back.]
[He groans loudly and puts a little pressure on Steven's head, urging him back.]
I...I really shoulda said this before I got my dick in your mouth but...wanna move to the bedroom?
{Jack takes the offered hand and hauls himself up, kicking off his pants and boxers to lead the way naked up to his room.]
[Which matches the rest of the house, and adheres to Jack's beloved black and yellow-gold color scheme. The bed is massive, and the bedding expensive enough to look expensive even at first glance.]
[There are more personal knick knacks here - photos of family and friends now gone, little pieces of art and decorative pieces, shelves full of books that don't look like they're taken out very much...]
Yeah, this is much better than the couch. Plus full bathroom right through there for post-coital clean up and....
[He darts his eyes to the bottom drawer of his sleek, black, beside table of drawers.]
[It's nice. Classy. Steven likes it. God, he wishes he'd ever had that much money in his life.]
Well, I do like seeing what's in boxes.
[Just going to. Sit on the edge of the bed, open up the drawer, and see what's in there. He's only going to pull out some lube and condoms, because this is a first date the first of what he hopes will be a running series of hook-ups, but he'll definitely pay attention to what else is in there. It'll give him a better idea of Jack's tastes, after all.
He's still in his own pants, even if he's kicked off his shoes and lost his socks somewhere along the way to the bedroom. There's a sort of power in being the most-dressed person in an encounter like this--power Steven likes.]
[For all Jack's hedonism, there's nothing too shocking in his sex drawer. Along with a selection of condoms and lube there's a few vibrators and a cock ring, a hot wax candle, and what is definitely a strap on.]
[Jack likes his ladies dominant, too.]
[He's on the opposite side as Steven, as far as a sense of power. He feels that being naked while Steven isn't, and being comfortable so, is a power move of its own.]
God you look good in my bed.
[He doesn't sit just yet, but bends with his hands on Steven's shoulders for a mid-bout kiss, not caring at all where the other guy's mouth just was.]
[Just going to pop the lid on that lube and squeeze a dollop onto his fingers.]
We were, weren't we?
[Time to suck that cock down again! Oh and start probing with that slickened finger. Absolute best safe sex practices probably mean that Steven ought to have put a condom on that cock first, but you know what? He'll live a little dangerously tonight. Transmission of HIV (which neither of them should have) is near-zero via oral sex, anyway.
Plus, Steven's looking forward to swallowing.
(His fingers, by the way, are long, even if they aren't inhumanly so, the way they'd be in his Changeling body.)]
[Jack leans back in his bed, eyes closing as he just lets himself enjoy this. He deserves this! He's worked long and hard in this world, and he hasn't even screwed over that many people - or that badly! And for all that, he's lost every friend, family member, and loved one that's ever shown up here.]
[He's long overdue a night of great sex with a pretty cool person he happens to get along with fabulously. Who also is really good at blow jobs.]
[Which really only indicates everything else is gonna be pretty damn great, too.]
[He's not at all bothered by the lack of current condom - it's just oral, he's clean, it's fine. All of this is. More than. He spreads his legs to give Steven a good angle to do whatever the hell he wants down there, breathing getting faster and more ragged.]
[Steven, of course, can't reply to that without taking his mouth from Jack's cock, but makes a pleased hum of acknowledgement to Jack's compliment. Why yes, he is talented. He's worked long and hard (if you'll permit the pun) on refining his technique for this.
He's also working his lubed up finger now, bit by bit by bit, searching for that point he knows will get to Jack, even sliding in a second when he thinks Jack's loose enough for it.
[Jack's hips come up sharply and he yelps in surprised pleasure, hands grabbing at his expensive covers.]
Holy fuck!
[He's not lasting much longer. Not with this particular combination going on. He's practically panting, nerves alive with sensation as everything starts to build pointedly.]
Keep that up I'm gonna come like...any friggin minute...
[That's all the warning he feels is needed, Steven is welcome to do with that information what he wants.]
[When he's finished, Jack flops back onto the bed with a low, contented sound. He feels completely worn out at the moment, but it'll pass. That was exactly as good as he'd predicted it would be. And that was just the appetizer, so to speak.]
Friggin hell, that was great.
[He brushes back sweat damp hair out of his face and takes a few deep breaths, letting his heart rate settle back down and his body to stop tingling quite so intensely.]
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[Only both eyes work and it moves like an actual face should, unlike his own. He's not gonna be flailing around like a moron with his vision halved during sex, that's not attractive. Of course neither is the Eridian artifact stuck in his skull, but it is what it is.]
Look at you, getting all protective.
[Jack chuckles a little, warmly. Again, that's one of the most polite and inoffensive ways anyone's drawn attention to his scars. Steven's got a knack for that, he's learning.]
Nah, don't worry about it, I took care of it myself. That shit is ancient history.
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[And honestly, underneath the fangs, slit pupils, and pointy ears he'd normally have, it still is. Even his time in Arcadia couldn't change his underlying (very good) bone structure.
But then he shakes his head a little and leans in to kiss where the seam of Jack's mask meets his actual flesh.]
But I guess I do, a bit. Get protective. Probably won't be the last time.
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[But it is indicative of the fact that Steven...can actually kind of get Jack's deal about his face. Not something he encounters too often. Hell, Nisha had thought it was ridiculous and always wanted him to just go without.]
Not gonna complain. I'm a big damn hero, always looking out for everybody...nice to be on the other end of it for a change.
[From a dude he just met like two weeks ago at most, but that's not something that strikes Jack as all that odd. He's always been one to form connections quickly.]
[And with Steven straddling his lap like this, it's easy for Jack's broad hands to resume their exploration, sliding along his back from the small of it up.]
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[Mmm, he likes those hands on his back. He likes those hands. He'll have to suck on the fingers, later--he wonders if Jack will want to suck on his?
But yeah. With Steven, if he likes you, he wants to see you safe. And given how well he and Jack have been connecting tonight, it's not strange to him that his protective instincts would be going off--even if they've only known each other for a week.]
It's funny. I never expected to meet someone here that just-- gets things. I never expected to meet anyone who would.
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[Jack's hands keep moving, taking full advantage of this chance both to just touch another person and also explore an exciting new body. There's always something extra fun about getting to know a completely new lover.]
You can end up meeting people that understand you on levels you don't usually get. I dunno what it is, if it's just...the thing that brings us here has certain types it likes, or what. But I've met more people here I can just be myself around than I ever did back home.
[It's weird, he finds more in common with people from completely foreign dimensions. Hell, he's had as many relationships in his five years here as he had in his entire life before here.]
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Honestly, Jack? I don't know if I've ever met anyone I could just be myself around. Not my whole self. Just-- the parts I know they want me to be, I guess. I mean, I've probably come closest with my sister, but-- there's just things you don't share with baby sisters.
[And Charley's gone missing anyway. No. Don't think about that. Not when you've got a perfectly hot older man to make out with.]
Like, you know, I thought I could with my ex-. I really did. I showed Liam more than I did anybody else but Charley. And my god, did it come back to bite me on the ass. He knew everywhere tender to hit me when we broke up--and he did. Relationship are such bullshit.
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[Jack makes no move to shoo Steven away from his mask. He'd rather that than ignoring it or avoiding it. And he gets it, he does. Moxxi practically destroyed him, and it hurt so damn much because he'd loved her. It's a hell of a risk, being with someone.]
But screw your ex, best revenge is living well. And you seem to be doing pretty damn great right now.
[He's about to have sex with Handsome Jack, that's a pretty great position to be in.]
You're in a swanky mansion, full of really good booze, and in the middle of getting down with a super cool and awesome guy and I can promise you....it's gonna be amazing sex.
[Jack leans in for a hungry kiss to emphasize his point.]
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God, [he breathes when he finally pulls back to look Jack straight in his handsome face,] it really is.
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So...how 'bout that blow job, hot stuff?
[He needs some kind of attention on his dick, as soon as possible. This nice slow build up has been great, really awesome, he's a big fan. But he's all revved up now, hard and ready and more than eager to take this to the next stage.]
OKAY THIS IS WHERE THE DIRTY STUFF *REALLY* STARTS
[Just going to open up the trousers now, extract the cock from any underwear, and oh wow, fuck, that's definitely as big as Jack says it was. Steven is not a size queen, but he suspects if they're fuckbuddies for long, he'll definitely end up as one. Jesus.
He licks his lips in anticipation and--
Well. Steven was't kidding about having very little gag reflex. There's a slight bit of choking when the head hits the back of his throat, but he doesn't seem to mind too much, certainly not to the point of pulling off. Instead he just adjusts his mouth so he can get it around just a little bit more cock.
His hands, meanwhile, have gone to tease and fondle Jack's balls, even as he sucks away on the cock above.]
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[Right now, he's learning that the guy gives amazing head. Just superb, A++, would fuck this mouth again. Jack's even polite and lets him set the pace, much as he would very much like to just bury himself repeatedly in that blissful wet heat.]
[He does reach down to run his fingers through Steven's hair, leaning back against the couch and making no effort to hide his vocal appreciation. He groans, he sighs, he moans, he mumbles breathy expletives and sharp encouragement.]
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Honestly, he'd have been fine if Jack did set the pace, but this is fine too. It lets him show off a little.
It occurs to Steven mid-suck that it's really too bad he didn't realize this was going to be a hook-up when he left the dorms or he'd have risked being late back from lunch in order to pick up some lube, so that he could have fingered Jack while he sucked, but he'll just remember that for next time. And there's definitely going to be a next time. He hasn't had sex like this in-- God. Forever, it feels like.
Oh well. He'll just have to trace a finger over the cleft of Jack's ass for now, so Jack will know he's thinking about it, and go back to teasing his balls while he sucks and bobs, little touches where he knows most guys are sensitive.]
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[Which leaves Jack torn. He's in the middle of an amazing blowjob right now, but it could be a) even better and b) they want to be in the bedroom anyway. All his supplies are there. And if he's gonna be on the bottom, he wants to be in bed, comfortable, and not in danger of throwing out his back.]
[He groans loudly and puts a little pressure on Steven's head, urging him back.]
I...I really shoulda said this before I got my dick in your mouth but...wanna move to the bedroom?
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He gives Jack's dick a playful kiss on its tip and stands up, before offering his hand to help Jack up as well.]
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[Which matches the rest of the house, and adheres to Jack's beloved black and yellow-gold color scheme. The bed is massive, and the bedding expensive enough to look expensive even at first glance.]
[There are more personal knick knacks here - photos of family and friends now gone, little pieces of art and decorative pieces, shelves full of books that don't look like they're taken out very much...]
Yeah, this is much better than the couch. Plus full bathroom right through there for post-coital clean up and....
[He darts his eyes to the bottom drawer of his sleek, black, beside table of drawers.]
Box of fun.
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Well, I do like seeing what's in boxes.
[Just going to. Sit on the edge of the bed, open up the drawer, and see what's in there. He's only going to pull out some lube and condoms, because this is
a first datethe first of what he hopes will be a running series of hook-ups, but he'll definitely pay attention to what else is in there. It'll give him a better idea of Jack's tastes, after all.He's still in his own pants, even if he's kicked off his shoes and lost his socks somewhere along the way to the bedroom. There's a sort of power in being the most-dressed person in an encounter like this--power Steven likes.]
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[Jack likes his ladies dominant, too.]
[He's on the opposite side as Steven, as far as a sense of power. He feels that being naked while Steven isn't, and being comfortable so, is a power move of its own.]
God you look good in my bed.
[He doesn't sit just yet, but bends with his hands on Steven's shoulders for a mid-bout kiss, not caring at all where the other guy's mouth just was.]
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It's a nice bed. You'll look good being fucked in it.
[Nothing but simple confidence in his tone.]
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[Jack grins and moves to settle himself on the bed beside Steven, hair a little mussed and bangs falling just a little over his forehead now.]
But if I'm remembering right, our little location change interrupted something we were both enjoying a hell of a lot...
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We were, weren't we?
[Time to suck that cock down again! Oh and start probing with that slickened finger. Absolute best safe sex practices probably mean that Steven ought to have put a condom on that cock first, but you know what? He'll live a little dangerously tonight. Transmission of HIV (which neither of them should have) is near-zero via oral sex, anyway.
Plus, Steven's looking forward to swallowing.
(His fingers, by the way, are long, even if they aren't inhumanly so, the way they'd be in his Changeling body.)]
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[He's long overdue a night of great sex with a pretty cool person he happens to get along with fabulously. Who also is really good at blow jobs.]
[Which really only indicates everything else is gonna be pretty damn great, too.]
[He's not at all bothered by the lack of current condom - it's just oral, he's clean, it's fine. All of this is. More than. He spreads his legs to give Steven a good angle to do whatever the hell he wants down there, breathing getting faster and more ragged.]
My god you are a talented man!
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He's also working his lubed up finger now, bit by bit by bit, searching for that point he knows will get to Jack, even sliding in a second when he thinks Jack's loose enough for it.
And then he finds it.
Steven crooks his fingers.]
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[Jack's hips come up sharply and he yelps in surprised pleasure, hands grabbing at his expensive covers.]
Holy fuck!
[He's not lasting much longer. Not with this particular combination going on. He's practically panting, nerves alive with sensation as everything starts to build pointedly.]
Keep that up I'm gonna come like...any friggin minute...
[That's all the warning he feels is needed, Steven is welcome to do with that information what he wants.]
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When the moment itself happens he does swallow, just like he planned to.]
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Friggin hell, that was great.
[He brushes back sweat damp hair out of his face and takes a few deep breaths, letting his heart rate settle back down and his body to stop tingling quite so intensely.]
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