Jack woke to the comforting smell of his lover, the warmth of the sun washing over him, and gentle arms holding him close to the man cuddled behind him. He smiled when he felt soft lips against the back of his neck and mumbled, "Morning."

"Good morning," Pitch hummed. He nuzzled under Jack's chin until he turned his head for a kiss.

Jack obliged and let him in for one. "How did you sleep?"

"Better than I have in weeks." Pitch kissed the tip of his nose. "You?"

"Same." He rolled over with a happy sigh and tucked his head under Pitch's chin.

Pitch chuckled and pulled Jack closer. "Can you stay today?"

"I don't have work for a couple of days, so I can stay as long as you'd like."

"As long as I can keep you."

"What are we going to do?"

"More of this. Whatever you want, really, so long as I'm with you."

"Definitely more of this." Jack cuddled closer. A soft moan caught in his throat when his morning erection rubbed against Pitch's.

Pitch gave his own quiet moan, reaching down to grip Jack's hip. "Good to see you too," he breathlessly chuckled.

"Sorry if this is uncomfortable for you." He kissed along the man's neck.

"It isn't. Not at all." Pitch sighed, exposing more of his neck. "Quite the opposite."

Jack shifted a little closer and rubbed himself against Pitch again. "So you like this as much as me."

Pitch gasped and slid his hand around to cup Jack's rear. "Of course I do." Perfect teeth latched onto the muscled column of Kozmotis' neck. He sucked on the smooth skin with a moan as he ground their lengths together. "Oh, fuuuuuck," Pitch quietly moaned, rubbing against Jack. "I want you." Thin fingers dove into Pitch's sleep pants and stroked his length firmly. His mouth finally stopped sucking on his neck and moved up for a kiss. Pitch eagerly bit at Jack's lips as his hips thrust against Jack's hand. "W-what about the probation?"

"I've decided a handjob at least is allowed during your probation." His thumb playfully stroked over the tip, spreading his slick pre cum over the length.

"I want to touch you too," Pitch groaned. He slid his hand under the hem of Jack's pants to fondle his butt cheek.

"I wouldn't mind if you did."

"Thank God." Pitch moved his hand around to wrap around Jack's length and stroke it at the same time Jack stroked him. "You feel so good."

"So do you," Jack gasped. He hooked his leg over the man's hip to keep him close as his lips stole more kisses

Pitch tugged the shoulder of Jack's shirt down to expose more of his neck and shoulder to his lips. "God, I want you."

"Soon, Koz." His hand stuttered in its movements, his other moving to grip Pitch's shoulder tightly.

"When?" Pitch whispered in Jack's ear, rubbing more persistently against him.

Jack's dick jumped eagerly at the huskiness in his voice. "I-I'm not sure."

"When?" Pitch whispered again as he quickened his strokes on Jack's length.

"When there's no more doubts in my head about us."

"You still have doubts?" He latched his mouth onto Jack's neck at the same time he twisted his wrist with a firm stroke. "You still doubt us?"

"Of course I do. I don't trust easily, a-and you broke that trust. I can't just jump back in like nothing happened." Jack's fingers slowed to an almost agonizing pace.

Pitch growled and pushed him back onto the bed. He rolled on top and slid between his legs, his hands trapping Jack's above his head. "You know you want this." He ground down against Jack's length. "You want us. You want me."

"I don't deny that. It's obvious I do," he moaned and lie there breathing hard. "But unlike some men, I value my heart over any pleasure for my dick." Blue eyes stared up into amber, challenging him.

"As do I. And I will have your heart again," he growled with a slow smile and ground hard against Jack's groin. "You are mine." Jack rolled his hips in an attempt to entice him further. With all of their grinding, the waistband of his sleep pants slipped lower and lower until the tip of his cock poked out. When Pitch ground against him again, he bit his lip with a groan. Pitch looked down at where Jack's dick was peeking out. He roughly pulled those pants down until his cock sprang free, and then he pushed his own pants down. He licked his lips as he watched the two of them grind against each other. "This passion is more than just sexual lust."

"I know," he whispered. Jack craned his neck up for another kiss. "I love it all."

Pitch claimed his mouth in a passionate kiss. "We wouldn't be able to give each other up so easily. We're addicted to each other."

"Incurably so, I'd say."

"So I don't think we'll have too long to wait." Pitch bit Jack's lip as he gave a particularly hard thrust, his balls slapping against Jack's.

"Fuck no! I don't think I could wait much longer anyway." He tried to free his wrists but found Pitch's grasp to be ironclad.

"Me too, love. The only thing keeping me from fucking you into this bed right now is my promise." He smiled. "But that doesn't mean I can't do this." He slid his length against Jack's again, their pre cum mixing together between them.

Jack's legs wrapped tightly around his waist and forced him to stay closer. He quickly stole another kiss with a grin. "You talk too much, Koz."

"And you tease too much," Pitch growled.

"You deserve it."

"And you deserve to be thoroughly fucked."

"I'm sure you'll do just that when the time is right."

"You can bet on it," Pitch whispered in his ear before biting the lobe.

Jack shuddered beneath him. "God, this feels so good."

Pitch chuckled and pressed his belly down, creating more friction against Jack's dick. "You feel good."

"So good," he breathed over his lover's lips. Jack took the man's lower lip between his own and bit it as his stomach tightened with pleasure.

"Do you want to cum?" Pitch gasped, closing his eyes in a brief glimpse of bliss.

Jack nodded breathlessly. "So bad…"

Pitch shoved the man's shirt up to expose his belly. He ground against Jack's dick, his own poking against it. "Then make us cum."

"Let go of my hands and I will."

"Nope. Whatever you do, do it without your hands." Jack stuck his tongue out at him, tempting him for another kiss while he rotated his hips for more action. Pitch chuckled and silently obliged him by claiming his mouth again. Jack moaned into his mouth and ground harder, seeking an end for them both. Pitch growled and pressed down as hard as he could. "Cum for me, love."

"You first," he challenged.

"Together then?"

"I could settle for a tie if you can."

"God, yes."

"Wonderful, because I don't know how much longer I can last." His hips stuttered in their movements with a sharp gasp of pleasure.

"Cum with me," Pitch whispered, rubbing sensuously against him. Jack nodded slowly. He pulled the man down for another kiss and groaned loudly, his pleasure finally becoming too much to hold back. Their cum mixed together on Jack's belly as they kissed passionately. Pitch smiled and pulled him close. "Mine."

"Yours," he sighed happily. Jack buried his nose against the warmth of his neck. "This was nice."

"It was." Pitch kissed the top of Jack's head and ran his fingers through white strands. "And now I have even more motivation to impress your friends."

"Oh? How so?" He raised an eyebrow teasingly.

"That little taste wasn't enough," Pitch purred. "I want more for a lot longer than one morning or one night."

"It was rather nice." Jack nuzzled closer, enjoying the man's warmth. "Would you believe me if I told you I've never had sex like that in the morning before?"

"Truly? You seemed rather proficient."

"This was the first pleasant one at least. The others never really felt natural."

"Because you didn't love them like you love me?"

Jack was glad his frown was hidden against Pitch's skin. "Sure. We'll go with that."

"Did they hurt you?"

"Don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answers to." He peppered kisses up his neck.

"I do." Pitch pulled back enough so they could see each other. "I hope that you feel comfortable enough to confide in me."

"Fine," Jack sighed. "If you really want to know about my depressing past dating life then I'll tell you. Just…not right now. Please? Let me enjoy this just a little longer."

"It's your story. Tell it when you're ready," Pitch whispered and pulled Jack back against him.

"Thank you." He buried his face against him once again.

"I'm not like them, am I?"

"Not physically, no. You are a little with the big lie and all that."

"Oh."

"But that's the only big similarity really." Pitch nodded and gently caressed the back of Jack's neck. "Possibly your ego as well."

"I hope you're teasing me now."

"Just a little."

"Well, that's helping my disgustingly large ego."

"You have to admit you definitely have an ego problem; or at least you had one."

"I admit I had one and that I might still have one. The only difference is that I used to care about everyone's opinion. Now I just care about yours."

"Your ego will undoubtedly be the cause of us butting heads in the future; it's bound to happen. I will say, though, that it's been knocked down quite a bit since our first date. Now it's something I could live with."

"Good. I'm glad my sacrifices might be rewarded."

"If you keep it up, what happened just now will be only the beginning of your rewards."

"If that was only the beginning, I look forward to what else you have planned."

"Many more pleasurable nights."

"What about the mornings?"

Jack snickered. "Those too."

"Could we also throw in an afternoon or two?"

"I wouldn't mind."

"What would you say if I told you I adore you?"

"That I'm glad you do."

"Good. Because I do. I adore you."

"Guess that means you'll be sticking around awhile then." Jack smiled against his skin.

"If you'll have me."

"I think I'll keep you around. At least for a little bit longer."

"Thank you for your infinite generosity," Pitch teased.

"I might be even more generous if you'd be so kind as to let me use your shower?" Jack looked up at him.

"It's yours," Pitch chuckled and kissed Jack's forehead.

"Thanks. I feel a little sticky after all that." He pulled away a bit and laughed at the mess stringing between their stomachs.

"Better that than we make a mess of your clothes." Pitch propped his head on his hand as he ran his eyes up and down Jack's body. "I kinda like you this way."

"With my shirt up in my armpits and my pants around my ankles? Very classy."

"I think you look glorious."

"But definitely not classy," he snickered.

"If I could keep you like this all day, everyday, I would."

"I have no doubt about that." Jack gave a good stretch before rolling off the bed.

"Any objections?"

"Well, yes. Of course I would object to walking around with my dick out all day every day. I have to go out in public eventually." He kicked off his sleep pants and tossed them at Kozmotis's face.

Pitch caught them and smiled. "Well, I would allow you to get dressed when you had to go out. I don't see why you couldn't have your dick out when it was just us."

"Because I thought you wanted me for more than just sex." He stripped his shirt over his head and tossed it at him too.

"I can want you naked for more than just sex," Pitch laughed, batting the shirt away. "Can't I just appreciate the gorgeousness that is your body?"

"Not yet, you can't." Jack turned and headed into the bathroom.

"Is staring at your body not allowed yet?"

"Nope."

"Not even a little peek?"

"Not even one." Jack quickly shut the bathroom door behind him and turned on the shower.

"What about showering together?" Pitch helped himself through the door.

"I don't think so. Too tempting if both of us are naked."

"You're probably correct about that."

"So you should probably go now." Jack chuckled and stepped into the shower.

"Fine, fine. I'll go make breakfast."

"Good answer," he laughed.

"Do you want anything in particular?"

"I'm alright with anything."

"Okay. Enjoy your shower!"

"I will!"

Zz

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