Tick Tock Part Four - The Mouse Fell Down

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Gavin almost purred as Jack pulled his hips down, a low groan rumbling in his throat as he gripped his bare shoulders and looked down at him. Jack smiled and bit his lip, sighing in contentment as he squeezed and circled the jutting bones and soft muscles. Unlike the Hickory Killer, he avoided the sore wound, slipping his hand around to caress his lower back instead. Gavin shuddered, whining at the filling sensation as he arched into the touch. Jack hushed him, waiting patiently for him to adjust to the feeling. He dropped further, fully seating himself on Jack's cock and squirming to get comfortable. Jack helped, supporting his thighs and dragging him closer.

"Oh-fuck, you feel so good," Jack moaned, taking deep, slow breaths for effect. Being able to pretend he was human always got Gavin off faster. He didn't like it when the illusion was broken. There were things he couldn't ignore, of course. The lack of sweat on his skin, the slightly lower body temperature, the scent of thirium, and his far superior strength. In the throes of passion, such things were overlooked, lost in a sea of mingling breaths, shared moans, and searching fingers. For Jack, there was nothing more satisfying than seeing to Gavin's needs. It was part of his programming. His purpose.

Gavin whined his agreement as he wrapped his arms around Jack's neck and laced a hand in his hair, trembling and throwing his head back as Jack leaned in to attack his nipples. The mattress was firm beneath Gavin's knees as he straddled Jack's hips, still adjusting as Jack stroked his pale skin and trailed kisses across his pecs. His blood was rushing, heating his skin and bringing a light sheen with it. It would soon be tacky to the touch, especially where his lubed ass met his pelvis. More praise slipped out as Gavin finally moved, lifting his hips a little and sinking back down with a needy cry.

Jack looked up with heated blue eyes, moaning and panting as he returned his lips to Gavin's chest. He nipped the plush skin, kissing and sucking his way to the hardened nubs that he licked and teased. Gavin's body was warm, his wet passage hugging and sucking him in. His entrance twitched around the base, squeezing and milking as he rocked. Jack leaned his head on Gavin's chest, nuzzling and kissing as the passage flexed and tightened. He was doing so well, rising and falling with each thrust of his hips, squirming for more and taking his pleasure.

"Fuck, that's it. Ride my dick, Gav, ride my dick!" Gavin moaned at the encouragement, gripping his shoulders tighter and leaning back as he circled his hips. Being on top wasn't a position he was used to, but it gave him a little more control, which was what he needed with the stitches in his side. If he needed to stop, he could stop immediately. Jack leaned back against the headboard, bending his knees a little to give Gavin something to lean on. It also gave him room to snap his hips up to meet him. He smirked at the first surprised whine, laying a hand on Gavin's hip to keep position. "You like that, Gav? You like my cock?"

"Yeah, phck!" Another hard snap almost knocked him off. Jack chuckled softly as he moved both hands to his hips, helping him balance.

"Lean back, alright? I've got you." Gavin nodded breathlessly, resting his hands on Jack's knees and rocking into the rise and fall. Curses and whines slipped out, green eyes staring down needily. It was good. So fucking good. Jack knew exactly where to hit to make him squirm, each jab pushing him closer and closer to the edge. He slowed his pace, teasingly keeping release out of reach. There was no need to hurry. They had all the time in the world. Gavin whined and squirmed, unable to quicken the pace with Jack's hands holding him in place.

"Phck, Jack! Fuck my ass-phck!" Jack smirked at the pleading whine, obliging him for a few sharp thrusts before easing off and slowing to a lazier pace. Gavin whined, looking down at his twitching, dripping cock. It bobbed and swayed with each loud clap, leaving little smears on Jack's hairless pelvis as it touched down. He reached out, moaning as he gripped and circled his thumb on the sensitive tip, smearing the sticky droplets and tugging the loose skin.