Finally

The date we had just gotten back from was hellish. Nothing went how I'd planned. First, I was late- almost half an hour, then my reservation got canceled. We ended up wingin' it from there. He picked a colorful little place Tooth had suggested, and then we stopped and got cupcakes from a food-truck on the way to the parking lot. I insisted on walking him to his door afterwards; if nothing else I might be able to steal a kiss from him again.

Jack had a larger than life personality. He was sarcastic and unwittingly sensual in everything he did. He always knew what tone to use to get his point across. His smart mouth and heated glances had left me harder than shit more times than I cared to admit in the last two months I'd been seeing him; which is why I was not going to complain when he beckoned me into the apartment he shared with some friends.

"Won't your friends mind?" I whispered.

"They're gone for the weekend. They both have hot dates." He winked at me, backing us into a hallway.

I leaned to press my mouth to his, careful to keep my steps even with him; wouldn't want to trip. He tasted like honey. The heavy sweetness invaded my senses, coating my tongue as he deepened the kiss.

"So I take it this evening wasn't a total bust?" I murmured against him. Jack chuckled and licked the tip of my nose. He twisted the doorknob and we bumped the door open. I kicked it shut behind me.

"You are gonna have to genuinely try to fuck this up. Or is this performance anxiety, 'roo?" He purred.

"I'll show ya performance anxiety, ya little bastard." I growled, hands gripping tight to his waist to fling him onto the bed. He bounced, quickly getting to his knees and raised his arms to me. The brunette tugged my head back down to reinstate the kiss as his fingers raked over my scalp making me groan. I pushed him down and settled between his spread legs, my larger body covering his slender one. I loved that he was so small compared to me. My last fling had been similar in size and build; not exactly my cup of tea, but he was cute. Jack, though. He pushed all of my buttons in just the right way. The way he gasped as my hands roamed over him was like music. He helped me shirk his shirt, breaking away from me to get it over his head before crushing his lips back to mine. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, teasing it with my teeth. His hands gripped my shoulders, blunt nails digging into the fabric of my shirt.

Jack grasped a wrist and brought it to the hem of his dark jeans. I slowly popped the button, and ghosted down the zipper; separating the teeth one by one. He shoved at my chest to kick the offending garments off of him and I took the opportunity to sling off my shirt and rid us of our shoes and socks. I raised his leg to nip at his ankle as took him all in.

He lay naked before me. Chest heaving, deep chocolate eyes half lidded in lust, cock already dripping. God he was gorgeous. I wanted to bite and suck at his skin, leave marks on him he'd have no way of hiding. My jealousy surged as I vacantly thought of anyone else ever seeing him like this.

He pressed his foot to the center of my chest and gave a gentle push. I stood off the bed and watched, raptly, as he slid off the bed to his knees in front of me. Jack ran his hands up my legs and slid his thumbs into the belt loops to tug me forward a half a step. I gave a sigh as he pressed his face to my crotch, nuzzling me through my jeans. His hands slid around and made quick work of unfastening and removing the pants. His hands traced the planes of my stomach, lightly brushing against the dark hairs the began right above my bellybutton and trailed down. Jack licked his lips as he openly stared.

"That's impressive Cottontail." He said, a cool hand griped the base and gave a light, teasing stroke.

"I aim to please, Jackie." I smirked down at him.

He flicked the tip of his tongue across the slit, making me gasp. "Grab my hair." He ordered, and then plunged forward onto my cock. I moaned as the wet heat of his mouth encased me. His nose rubbed against my groin, my hands fisted in his hair. He moaned around my member as I tightened my grip, closing my eyes in ecstasy. Good lord in heaven this boy didn't have a gag reflex. When I opened again and looked down, my breath hitched. Deep brown stared up at me; lips stretched around my girth.

"Not gonna choke, are ya?" I said, more a statement than a question. He tried to smirk, but the effect was lost, so he settled for bobbing his head. He switched from sucking at me to dragging his teeth up and down the shaft as he palmed my balls. I would gladly say it was the best head I'd ever gotten.

Soon enough I had to stop him. I yanked his head back by his hair, and pulling him up by it. Jack yelped, but it turned to a groan as I pushed him to the bed, settling between his legs, and began grinding our cocks together. I thrust against him, feeling the slick of his precome smear on my stomach.

"Lube? Condom?" I whispered into his ear, taking the lobe between my teeth.

"Top drawer." He answered.

I rummaged around for them as I moved to his neck; biting and harshly sucking a beautiful red mark just below his jaw. He moaned.

I pressed the lube into his hand, taking the condom and pushed up onto my knees. His look was confused for a moment before realization struck. He spread his wide as he lathered his fingers; hastily sliding one inside.

"No mouth hugs for me? Selfish, 'roo. Selfish." His reprimand was breathy. He thrust his finger in and out a handful of times, then added a second and repeating the process.

"Don't you worry. You'll get yours another time." I told him, sliding the condom on. "Right now though, I want to be balls deep in that beautiful ass of yours."

Jack whimpered and inched in a third. His hips occasionally thrust up, the result of him brushing his sweet spot. I watched as he stretched himself; his fingers sliding in and out of view. His head was thrown back; eyes closed, and lip bitten. He was a scene right out of an erotic magazine. A sheen of sweat made his skin glisten in the limited light of his bedroom as I watched him. He noticed my staring and smirked at me.

"Impatient?" He asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe." I breathed and then grinned as he took his fingers out.

"How do you want me?"

"Hands and knees. Gonna need leverage for what I wanna do to ya." My smile was all teeth as I watched the flush spread over his face and chest, and his cock twitch. He quickly rolled over and leveled his chest against the bed, ass in the air wiggling enticingly. He looked back at me over his shoulder as the tip of my erection brushed against his loosened hole. The confidence that had been swimming in those brown depths since the first moment I saw him wavered. Jack was nervous.

"I'm not gonna hurt ya." I told him, soothingly running my hand up his back.

"I know. It's just- you're- " He stuttered.

I leaned over him, sliding my hand down his side while I kissed my way from the middle of his back to behind his ear.

"Tell me to stop and I will. The last thing I ever wanna do is hurt ya, Jack." I told him. He flicked his eyes to me and gave me a genuine smile, not a confident smirk. He was absolutely beautiful.

"Aster?"

"Yes, Jack?"

"Fuck me."

I happily obliged. I pushed my hips forward, sliding into him at an agonizingly slow pace. In my haze of lust, and stoic concentration not to hurt him, I noticed he'd snaked a hand down to stroke himself. Jack's breathing was deep and his eyes were screwed shut. He only pushed away from me once, leading me to pull out and thrust back in to give him time to adjust. My hands glided over his back in an effort to soothe him. Jack's eyes were shut, and his brows knit together, as he stroked himself.

When I finally sheathed myself to the hilt I stopped. I leaned to press my forehead between his shoulders; I could feel his heartbeat.

"God you're big." He shuddered. I offered a breathy chuckle.

"Not gonna break, are- mmmmnnnn." I started to ask, but Jack rolled his hips into mine. Trying to impale himself.

I started up a slow, shallow pace. His quiet sighs washed over me, volume limited because he'd planted his face in the comforter. I watched his hands grip and relax, only to repeat, in the material.

"Harder." Came the reedy plea. I thrust against him as he asked. His smaller body rocked forward and he moaned, slightly annoyed. I knew what he wanted. But he was gonna need to enunciate first. "C'mon, man!" Jack whined.

"What the problem, mate?" I asked through my thrusts.

"Harder. Fuck me harder." He growled.

I smirked at the back of his head, just imagining the annoyed look on his flushed face. I pulled out and slammed back into him once, then twice, then three times. His back bowed as he screamed.

"JESUS! Right there, right there!" He exclaimed.

"Beg for it." I ordered. A hand went to the back of his neck and held him down.

"Please, please, please. I want it, Aster. Harder, Bunny, Please!"

My pace could have rivaled that of a rabbit. The wet slap of skin sounded like clapping as I drove into him. He felt amazing clenched around me, and if the undulation of his muscles were anything to go by, he was already nearing his peak.

My fingers coiled into the hair of his nape and I yanked him up. "Get braced against the wall, spread yer legs wider for me." I whispered. He obeyed instantly; Jackie was such a good little boy. His back was a deep curve, and the side of his cheek was pressed to the wall; A much better view of his face as I took him. His thighs were trembling as he reached to grope himself. I grabbed his wrist and pulled it behind him.

"Don't remember givin' ya permission ta do that." I leered at him. "If ya ask nicely, I'll let go."

His confident grin very nearly sent me over the edge. "Please- let- me- come- Aster." He said, words punctuated by thrusts.

I released his hand and wrapped my arms around his waist, bringing him as close as I could. My hips jerked erratically, my legs burned from the exertion of our sex.

"Bunny! I-I'm- " Jack gasped.

"Me too, Jackie. So close…Wanna feel ya, love."

He was an incoherent begging mess as I jackhammered into him, bring us both to completion. My peak was a groan into his back and Jack's was a broken yell into the wall. I pulled out and maneuvered him so he lay on his side so I could remove, and dispose of the condom in the waste basket next to the bed.

I made to get up but Jack yanked me back down. He nuzzled into my chest, placing I soft kiss to my heart. "Stay." He whispered. I nodded into his hair and wrapped him up in my arms. Not being able to say no to him was becoming worrisome. But I'd deal with it later; for now, I was content holding him close.

End.

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