Undercover part 2 (for Thomas)
Jack had been keeping this a secret for the past week, wanting to surprise his husband. A new undercover case as a stripper this time. He knew Thomas would enjoy that. They could prepare for it together, too. A lovely reminder of when Jack surprised him for his birthday.
He came home that day with a mysterious smile and a bag in his hand.
"Honey, I'm home," he called out.
He came home that day with a mysterious smile and a bag in his hand.
"Honey, I'm home," he called out.
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That wonderful feeling of being filled differently than with Jack's fingers. Made him let out the breath he'd been holding in anticipation of it.
"Yes Jack." Then he grasped at Jack as he began to move. Which made him moan.
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He loved those moans, wanting to draw out more of them by aiming for Thomas's sweet spot.
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He had his hand loosely on the back of Jack's neck, forgetting that he was going to pull Jack in for more kisses as he closed his eyes, head falling back and gasping between moans of delight.
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He couldn't take his eyes off his husband. Such a gorgeous, mesmerizing sight. Jack kissed him softly, pouring all his love into the kiss while their bodies moved together.
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"Really?" There was a time that Thomas would be offended by the laughter then and want to push the person away, ashamed and wondering what he'd done to make the passion go from the moment.
But Jack... it wasn't like that.
"It's a damn good job I love you so much right now." Because the laughter was joyful, warm and welcome.
"Don't you dare stop."
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Jack was glad he understood. The last thing he wanted was to offend Thomas in any way.
"I'll never stop, darling. This is forever." He kept moving, going a little deeper with a low noise of pleasure. "I love you, too."
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"Besides it's cute." Thomas put his hand on Jack's arm. "Like you are." Added breathless and a little wavering as Jack hit just the right spot.
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Jack aimed for that spot again, paying close attention to his husband's reactions. "You're cute as well, darling. Cute, handsome, sexy."
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He'd revisit that afterwards, for the moment he was more focused on clinging to Jack and telling him "Don't stop." Over and over again as he was so close.
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He let out a breathy moan as it all became too much, his release spilling inside the man he loved. He kept moving his hips slowly.
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He hmm'd happily, enjoying the moment of comedown.
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He gave a few more thrusts to ride it out, scooping up a few drops of his husband's come and licking it off his fingers with a happy sound. Then he kissed him to share the taste.
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So he could tell him seriously:
"Next time we're going to be sharing yours like this." He moved his hand so Jack could kiss him again. Knowing next time wasn't going to be that far away.
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"It's a promise." He continued kissing his husband. "I love the way you taste.."
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"Mmm, I love the way you taste." He moved to follow through with that thought. Licking Jack's neck, then sucking on his ear.
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"I'm yours to taste whenever, darling. That feels so good." He let out a soft noise, his hand slowly caressing Thomas's chest.
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He'd move when Jack did.
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"I want to taste you tonight. Only you." He pulled a wipe from the drawer. "I don't mind the lube but, it's not you." He told Jack as he moved to wipe Jack's cock carefully.
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"I like it better that way, too," he bit his lip, looking forward to his husband tasting him. The thought sent a jolt of arousal down his body.
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"What?"
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"Oh, just thinking about how amazing you are, darling," he said softly.
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"I'm glad you don't mind or think it's..." He wasn't even sure how to describe it. Strange was one word to describe it or fussy maybe. He wanted simply to take a moment to enjoy the moment and know it was Jack, not everything else. "Weird."
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