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[thedifferencebetween]

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.

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[thedifferencebetween]

[Steven has not missed his mark.]

[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.]

[fingersandteeth]

[Why, do his best to make sure that 'any friggin minute' translates to basically now, of course.

When the moment itself happens he does swallow, just like he planned to.]

[thedifferencebetween]

[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.]

[fingersandteeth]

[Steven slowly pulls off Jack's cock and licks his lips in satisfaction, a particularly shit-eating grin on his face.]

I aim to please.

[His fingers, however, are still inside Jack. He has not removed them yet.]

So hey. How loose do you want me to get you for what comes next?

[thedifferencebetween]

Uh...I don't really know what you're packing so...your call, I guess? But it's not like you're heading into virgin territory here.

[By any means.]

[Jack props himself up on his elbows and spreads his thighs further, bending his knees a little. He only got a vague impression of the other man's size when they were grinding a little on the couch, he really has no idea. Not that it matters that much, really, but of course he's curious.]

[fingersandteeth]

Mm. Just a little more, then.

[It's not much longer, however, when Steven pulls his fingers out and wipes them discreetly on Jack's thigh.

Then, his hand goes to his belt.

He's wearing boxers underneath, which he removes in the same fluid motion as his trousers. His cock, while nowhere near the sheer girth of Jack's own, is a little longer than usual, if perfectly standard in thickness. It rests in a nest of black curls. He doesn't wax or shave here, either.

He is very, very hard.]

Like what you see?

[thedifferencebetween]

Oh yeah. I like.

[Jack takes a moment to enjoy the view. It's a nice contrast, really. As a vain egotist, Jack spends a great deal of time and money on personal grooming, including waxing - chest and ever since he started going gray...below the belt. But he appreciates the natural look, and Steven pulls it off.]

Now get over here and get that sexy thing inside me.

[fingersandteeth]

[Steven laughs as he reaches for the condom and rolls it down onto his cock.] God, you're eager. [But his tone makes it all too clear that this is a very good thing.

He considers Jack a moment, before he moves in and starts arrange Jack's legs how he wants them, resting them on his shoulder, before smiling down at Jack and giving his cheek a brief caress.

Then, in one fluid motion, he slides home.]