Chapter Rating: Mature
Content Warning: Lots of kissing, spanking, kink discussion, blowjobs, and handjobs
Summary:
A rash decision leads to more than Jack could've ever asked for, and the beginning of something he thinks he's really, really going to enjoy.
Jack's face was burning, feeling like his face was burning like a white iron, but he was determined. Part of him still believed Gabriel was screwing with him, just trying to see how far Jack was going to go with this.
Jack refused to break, not again. Worst case scenario, Gabriel would laugh at him for falling for it, having a good laugh at the blond's expense. However, and honestly what Jack was hoping for, deep down in the part of him that he usually pushed aside to make way for professionalism, he… honestly wanted to give this a try.
Gabriel Reyes was a very handsome man, Dark, smooth skin, a few gruff scars here and there from a few rough missions, enough scruff to make him look soft and warm despite the piercing look he usually carried in deep chestnut eyes. There were plenty of poems about people with blue eyes, comparing them to oceans or the sky, but… god, he loved Gabriel's eyes. They betrayed him so many times, giving a clue as to what was going through the other's mind. Deep and warm, like a cup of coffee right after you wake up.
So, when Gabriel asked him what he could do to prove his intentions were genuine, well… Jack went for it.
"I want you to kiss me, and I want to see if there's anything actually there or if it's just too much tension built up from your little stunts."
"Are you sure? I mean completely and totally sure because I don't want you to just do this because of what I said in the kitchen." The hint of worry in the man's eyes honestly made Jack's heart flutter, the sincerity in his words making up his mind.
Jack took a deep breath, standing up from his desk and leaning over, bracing himself on his hands as he stared Gabriel down. Okay, he could do this. Just go for it. What's the worst that could happen? "Just shut up and kiss me."
And all at once, Gabriel rose up, crashing his lips into Jack's in a show of eagerness that surprised the blond.
Gabriel tasted like tea and lightly sweetened strawberry cake, a hint of minty mouthwash hitting Jack as the kiss deepened. A hand found its way to Gabriel's cheek, and Jack felt a hand thread into his hair as he tilted his head just a bit.
Oh god, he was liking this. The surprising softness of Gabriel's lips, the scratch of his facial hair… It felt nice. It felt like the best combination of comfort and excitement he could ask for. He'd known Gabriel for years now, the two of them essentially being each other's support during the enhancement program, but he'd never thought of what it would be like to kiss him. It was better than he likely could've even thought it to be.
Gabriel had pushed Jack back a bit, the man blindly feeling his way along the side of the desk until he was on Jack's side, and the arm wrapped around the blond's waist was strong and eager as all hell. He was pulled flush against the other, Jack all but melting when he felt a tongue pressing at his lips, pleading for entrance.
A burning in his lungs forced him to pull back for air, panting as he looked into the other's eyes, trying to get a read on him.
"So, uh… how did that feel?" the borderline sheepish tone in Gabriel's voice made Jack laugh, giving a small grin.
"Honestly? Better than I expected. Might be a bit dangerous though, Gabriel." A brow raised in response, and now it was Jack's turn for sheepishness. "It's too easy to suffocate; I didn't want to pull away."
Gabriel laughed a genuine laugh, using the hand that was in Jack's hair to cover his face as he shook his head. "I can't believe this. I thought you were gonna try and put a restraining order on me or something."
"I was thinking about it, but I just couldn't. You've been my friend for too long for me to excommunicate you over you trying to be an ass."
Another grin. "Oh? Three curse words in one day? Is that a new record, Jackie?"
Jack rolled his eyes, dropping his hand down to give a playful punch to Gabriel's shoulder. "I curse plenty, just not around others. Gotta set a good example."
"Fuck a good example. You've got a good voice for curse words." the sudden rub of Gabriel's crotch against Jack's own made his breath hitch. "Especially if I could get you to gasp some of them out."
If he wasn't hard before, he most certainly was on the way there now. "Are you… are you wanting to try to do more now? Don't you think it's a bit… soon?" Jack was a little bit old-fashioned when it came to intimacy; he already felt incredibly naughty, kissing a man he wasn't technically in a relationship with, but sex? That was even more embarrassing.
"It's only soon if you think it is, amigo." Gabriel pressed a line of kisses along Jack's jawline, Jack instinctively tilting his head to give him room. His trail ended at the blond's neck, sucking and biting a wonderfully dark mark onto the man.
"I mean… Hold on for just a second, okay?" he pressed at Gabriel gently, and the other backed off enough to look at Jack as he spoke. "I want to get some things worked out, right here and right now. Not another kiss or anything more until it's sorted, alright?"
"Alright."
Jack took a deep breath, swallowing past a lump in his throat. "What is this, Gabriel? Is this going to be an actual relationship, or just messing around? I'm honestly okay with either, even if you're just the 'do it and ditch' kind of guy, but… I know I want more. More of this." he gestured between the two of them, furrowing his brows and he rested his forehead against Gabriel's. "So, the question is, what do you want from this?"
There was a pause, and Jack could almost see the cogs turning in the other's head. "I want…" he took a breath. "I know I want more, I've wanted more for awhile, but I don't know if you'd want the kind of more I want."
Jack frowned, furrowing his brows in confusion. "What do you mean? More is something we both want, right? What do you think I wouldn't want?"
"Jack, I'm into some stuff you might think is a bit too naughty, especially since you seem like the most vanilla motherfucker I've ever seen." Gabriel's deadpan tone did nothing to stop the fire spreading from his crown to his collarbone.
"You don't know that! I could be into weirder shit than you are, for all you know!" It wasn't a total lie; he'd been with a few people before, tried out a few different things he'd heard about. Some he liked, some he didn't, but he didn't want Gabe to think of him as some doe-eyed innocent little virgin.
"Up to four now. I'm honestly impressed." Gabriel chuckled, pecking at Jack's mouth. "You trying to be a badass for me or something?"
"Be serious for just a second, will you?" Jack huffed, glaring at the other when he chuckled again.
Gabriel took a deep breath, clearly trying to get his words in order. "Being completely serious, I'm sorry for calling you vanilla, but you honestly don't seem like the type to be into anything more than missionary. Dare I ask what you're into, or is that pushing too far?"
Jack took a deep breath, pulling away from Gabe to pace as he chewed on his lip. "Well… I kind of like biting. And little smacks, not in the face or anything, but like.. on my butt and legs, up on the back of my thighs." He crossed his arms, looking over at Gabe. "Just kind of rough stuff I guess?"
The outright laugh that came from Gabriel was enough to make Jack feel like he was going to damn near die. "That's it?"
"What the hell do you mean, that's it?!"
"I mean, that's not that bad, Jack. I've met people with kinks a lot more extreme than that. Hell, to an extent I'm into stuff a little more risque than that."
"Oh yeah, like what?" Jack huffed, definitely not feeling slightly intimidated and… intrigued?
"Well," Gabe mused, strolling over to Jack's seat. "I'm into a lot of things. Very much into biting, spankings, 'rough stuff'." he sat down, steepling his hands. "Tying bad little boys like you up, giving them punishments for saying bad words, doing naughty things."
Oh god, that tone went straight to his groin.
"Are you… you suggesting I need to be punished, Gabriel?"
"Ah-ah-ah," Gabriel tutted, giving a smirk that rivaled the devil. "You'll call me Sir."
"…hell no."
Gabriel laughed, giving a small, sheepish grin. "Can't blame me for trying, right?" Jack laughed at that, chewing on his lip to fight an eager grin. "So, you gonna come over here, or did I just absolutely fail again?"
After the slightest bit of hesitation, Jack inched over, standing in front of Gabe. "No, not a failure, just… how far are you wanting to go with this?"
Gabe smiled, offering a hand to Jack. The blond took the hand, being pulled down to sit in Gabriel's lap. "We won't go any further than what you're comfortable with, okay?" The kiss he placed on Jack's cheek drew a smile out of him. "You ever heard of safe words, Jackie?"
"Yeah, kind of." he ran a hand down Gabriel's chest, taking a moment to appreciate the hard muscles. "I've never used them, but I get the concept, yeah."
"Well, we'll use them here. Think of stop lights for an example; green will be for the go-ahead, yellow for slow down, red for a hard stop. Sound good to you, cariño?" Gabe pecked at his neck, peppering soft little kisses and nuzzles.
"Sounds good to me." Jack smiled, eager to lean into the trail of kisses that pleasantly lead to his mouth. Gabriel placed his hands on Jack's hips, slipping a thumb under the waistband of the man's pants.
Gabe pulled back from the kiss, giving a small chuckle. "Man, you sure are overdressed, Jack. Full attire while I'm just in my sweats. Feels a little unfair to me."
The wiggle of his brows was enough insinuation for Jack to get the picture, chuckling as he slipped off of Gabriel's lap. "You wanting me to try and strip tease you or something?" he asked, slipping off his coat and gloves before starting the work that was undoing his chest armor. He paused, leaning past Gabriel to get to the control panel on the top of his desk. A few button presses later and the door was locked, security codes for entrance set to only his and Gabriel's.
"Making sure we don't get any unexpected surprise visits?" Gabe laughed. "And you don't have to try and make a show of it. I don't know if I could wait that long."
"I'm already doing something incredibly embarrassing, I don't want anyone more than you seeing this." Jack tutted, shaking his head as he pulled off the armor and the belts attached.
Once he was mostly undressed, he turned to look at Gabe, nothing but a pair of blue boxers clinging to his hips. Jesus, Gabriel looked like he was about to lick his lips and literally eat Jack up, and it made the blond's blush burn like a wildfire. "Get over here." he patted his lap but halted Jack when he went to sit down again. "Like I said, Morrison, you need some punishment. I think some swats are in order."
Oh god.
"Yes sir." his nose scrunched at trying to use the word, giving a small laugh, "Alright, gave that a shot. Don't think it's gonna stick."
"Mm, still glad you at least gave it a try, cariño." Gabe all but purred, helping Jack settle into laying down over his laps. "Let me know your colors, alright?"
"Green for now. I'll let you know if it changes." Jack took a deep breath, bracing himself as he felt Gabriel shift. Oh boy, here it comes. The first slap was hardly more than a small smack, and he could feel Gabe tense with anticipation of Jack's response. "…you do realize you don't have to go easy, right? That didn't even hurt. Do it harder."
God, the embarrassment of literally asking to be spanked harder was bad enough, but somehow, Gabriel found a way to make it worse. "Only if you say please, Jackie."
"Are you really gonna make me say it?" Jack groaned, burying his face in his hands.
"C'mon, Jack, indulge me in this." Gabriel brushed his spare hand down the blond's back, tracing every strong detail.
"Fine, will you please spank me a little harder so I actually feel something?"
The sharp, resounding slap that followed his snark was enough to make him gasp, a rush of heat flaring from the smacked cheek immediately heading to his nethers. "Ah, there it is. I think you're gonna need quite a few for how bad you've been, Jack. How many do you think you need?"
"I-I don't know." Jack swallowed hard, chewing away at his lip. Another smack, one hard enough to actually shift him in Gabriel's lap, almost made him moan. "Quite a few, I'd bet. I've been being a bit of an ass."
"Mmhmm, you have." Smack. "Color?"
"Green. Very much green." Jack's head was swimming. Was this real? Was he really bent over Gabriel's lap, enjoying getting spanked by someone he'd been friends with for damn near the majority of his life away from home? Another smack, this one actually pulling a groan of pleasure from him. "Fuck, Gabe… Putting effort into it now, huh?"
"Oh, that kind of talk is gonna get you in trouble, Jackie. Is that what you want?" Gabriel chuckled, giving the abused cheek a small squeeze. "You want me to smack your ass until it's as red as your gorgeous face?"
Fuck, this was getting too hot. Gabriel's words went straight to Jack's dick, already hard and needing attention. Another slap, and god, he wouldn't be surprised if he came just from the spanking. "Can the other side get some love too?" he asked, turning his head to steal a glance of Gabe's expression. The man above him was blushing, nowhere close to as bad as Jack was, but god it looked good on him. "You look good blushing too, by the way."
"Why thank you." Another smack, now to the other cheek, as requested. "Color?"
"Still green. Like I said, I'll let you know if it changes." Jack took a shuddery breath, daring a small grind against Gabe's lap. He was so hard that it was absolutely aching, and anything would be good enough at this point.
"Getting antsy, are we?" Gabe smirked as he rolled his hips slightly, pressing his own hardened cock against Jack's hip. "So am I. You're doing so good for me, Jackie, taking this so well."
God, the praise was addicting. The spanking itself was already amazing, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't love Gabriel's words of encouragement.
Another smack, this time led up by a slow rub over the reddening cheek. The spanking continued, no sign of Gabriel letting up from the powerful, effective slaps. Jack eventually had to speak up, the pressure building too much. It took him a moment to find his voice, lost to nothing but soft groans of enjoyment. "Y-yellow, yellow." He felt Gabriel freeze, and he jerked his head up to try and look at him. "Whoa, hey, nothing bad, I promise. Just…" he paused, swallowing his pride when he saw a hint of worry in the other's eyes. "I'm worried I'm going to, uh… make a mess in your lap. If you catch my drift."
The relief on Gabriel's face was almost immediately replaced with a lecherous grin. "Oh really?" Dammit, he was regretting telling him now. "Have you ever had that happen before, Jack? Have you ever came without even having your dick actually touched?"
"No, hasn't happened yet." Jack took a deep breath. "Not sure if I wanna ruin my boxers though, Gabe. I mean, this is honestly better than I could've ever even dreamt, but… fuck it's so much all at once."
A soft tug on his shoulder lead him to sit up, leaning against the desk for support. "I won't make you have to do that, Jack, but I don't want to just leave you hanging." A nod towards the extremely prominent tent in Jack's boxers had him covering up in shame, but Gabriel tugged his hands away. "Want me to suck you off? I don't mind. This was amazing."
God, did he have to be so forward about it? "I- sure, if you honestly don't mind," the words stumbled on Jack's tongue, gripping the desk like it was a lifeline. "But what about you? I know you're hard too."
Gabriel waved a dismissive hand, slipping out of the chair and onto his knees. "I've got two hands, one for your dick and one for mine. Just let me take care of you, mi cariño." A sharp tug at the hem stripped him of his boxers, and Jack was completely bare under Gabe's eyes. "Fuck, you're well equipped. I like it." The pseudo compliment made Jack want to hide his face, but his mind was nothing but white noise and bliss when Gabe leaned forward to give an experimental lick to his head. Oh god.
Gabriel showed little to no hesitation in his work, sucking Jack's cock into his skillful mouth as he slipped a hand into his sweats and gripping himself. The blond gasped, breathing hard as he moved a hand to grip Gabe's hair. "F-fuck, Gabe, oh god…" The chuckle around his cock didn't help, the vibrations radiating straight to his core. He knew he wasn't going to last long, but Jesus, Gabe was skilled. Flicks of the tongue in all the right places, his tongue hot and wet against the taut flesh. Jack chewed at his knuckles, gripping Gabriel's messy locks for dear life as the man bobbed his head.
"Gabe, Gabe I'm not gonna- I-" Jack panted out his whines, trying to warn Gabriel of his rapidly approaching release.
He slipped off with a pop, grinning up at Jack. "Go ahead, Jackie, I don't mind. Unless you want it on my face?" Oh, GOD.
"Whatever you're okay with, Gabe, just- please, I- I need-" Jack panted out, shamelessly pleading. That was all the encouragement Gabriel needed, sucking Jack back into his mouth and relentlessly bobbing, flicking his tongue wildly at an over-sensitive head. Jack gasped for air, knuckles white as he gripped the other's hair, legs shaking and hips thrusting as his orgasm swept over him, giving a soft keen as he watched Gabriel swallow it down effortlessly. A soft groan around him and Gabe gripping tightly at Jack's thigh alerted the blond that Gabe had followed suit, slipping off of him with a gasp of air. "F-fuck, Gabe… That's… That was…"
"Good, I hope?" the breathless chuckle made Jack grin, offering a hand to help him up. After Gabe was on his feet, Jack pulled up his boxers, leaning heavily against his desk.
"I can't believe we just did that."
"Yup."
"And we did this in my office."
"Not gonna lie, that kind of made it hotter, at least on my end. I still want to bend you over your desk at some point."
"Gabriel." The stern, yet exhausted tone made Gabriel laugh.
"Alright, alright, just wanted to let you know." He grimaced a bit, wiping his cum covered hand on his soiled sweats. "I dunno about you, but I could go for a shower. Looks like I'm the one who made a mess. I would've bet money it would've been you."
Jack laughed, pressing a quick kiss to Gabriel's lips. "I actually still have to finish my paperwork, but I might just take you up on it next time."
Gabe smiled, grabbing his long-forgotten beanie. "You need any lotion or anything? Your ass is probably gonna hurt like hell if you sit down."
Jack waved a hand, gently dismissing him. "I'm fine, really. That was… really, really great, Gabriel, thank you."
"Anytime, mi cariño." A smile and another soft kiss. "On another note, and I really mean this, sorry about the mistakes in my reports. I just love bugging you into a big mess of frustration." the devilish grin earned him a soft smack on the shoulder.
"Asshole, I knew it was on purpose." Jack laughed, slowly but surely redressing. God, his ass really was sore, but damn it was worth it. "I'll see you around later?"
Gabe nodded, heading to the door. "Of course, I'm not just gonna go for a one-time-only thing. I'm an asshole, but not that kind of an asshole."
"Glad to hear it." Jack tapped at the control panel, unlocking the door. He chuckled, blushing a bit at the cheesy kiss Gabe blew before leaving. With a deep breath and, surprisingly renewed energy, Jack sat down, wincing just the slightest bit before settling in to finish his stack of papers.
Today had been one hell of a rollercoaster, but damn, it had gotten so much better. A knock at the door didn't even phase him, scanning through paragraph after paragraph of text. "Come in!" he hollered, popping off the cap of his highlighter as he proofread the papers.
He heard the door swish open, and he heard someone walk in, but the only thing that drew his attention was when he heard muffled snickering. He jerked his head up to see Ana just inside the doorway, a hand over her mouth to try and stifle her laughter. "…Are you alright, Amari?"
"Jack, I think you might need to take a look in the mirror. I'm assuming Gabriel left something when he was in here?" She gestured to the neck area, and Jack paled, then burned red, jumping out of his seat and over to a mirror on a nearby wall. He tilted his head, embarrassment flooding him as he took in the deep purple bruise left, right where Gabe had left it.
"Ana, I-" Jack started, turning only to see her casually strolling out of the room.
"Congratulations, Jack, but I prefer to not have to hear details." she paused at the door, giving him a knowing smile. "I do hope that you're not so stressed after whatever… talk, you and Gabriel had to sort out your bickering." And, with a laugh, she left, leaving Jack to plop back into his chair, fighting the urge to slam his head into the table.
God dammit, Gabriel.