They woke up early, after barely any sleep. It was still dim inside the car and they decided that it would be an excellent time to continue Ross' education.
'There?' Ross frowned in concentration and Jim would have laughed at how cute he looked if he hadn't been barely hanging onto every last bit of self-control he possessed. It was extremely difficult to pay attention with Ross lying naked next to him, two fingers up Jim's arse and trying to find his prostate. He was being very careful, but the slow movements of his fingers were like torture.
'Almost.' he said and Ross adjusted his position.
'There?' he asked and this time Jim couldn't help himself. He laughed and Ross' dark brows knitted together. 'Shut up. I'm trying.' He bit on his lower lip and tried again.
'I know.' The laugh turned into a giggle. 'Fuck, you are so bloody cute.'
I give up.' Ross said after another minute. 'I don't know where the fucking thing is.'
'You're like a centimetre off.' Jim reached down and pulled Ross' arm in so his fingers slid deeper. 'Okay, that's better. Now feel around. It'll be a bit irregular.'
'This whole fucking thing is irregular.' Ross said, grumpily. That got another snort out of Jim and Ross was just about to give up completely when suddenly the snort turned into a strangled noise and Jim went rigid, grabbing at Ross' shoulder.
'Fuck, yes. Right fucking there.' he gasped and Ross looked surprised and then very smug. He pressed in, softly like Jim had told him to, and Jim responded by arching up in a most gratifying way.
'Can you come from that? Ross asked, still prodding and Jim nodded frantically.
'Oh fuck yes.' he ground out. 'Give me five minutes and I will.' He pushed down onto Ross' fingers. 'It's even better when you get blown at the same time.'
'Really?' Ross' perked up. 'Okay.'
'Wait, I didn't mean...' Jim didn't get any further because Ross had slid down his body and was now very enthusiastically attempting to get as much of Jim's cock in his mouth that he could. 'Oh, Christ on a bicycle...' He lay back and closed his eyes, barely able to even breathe anymore. Down below, Ross was going at it like a Great Dane with a chew toy, although thankfully minus the teeth. Jim had been very clear on that point. He reached down, fingers tangling in the thick curly hair and let go. It didn't take very long, not after all the poking around Ross had been doing and then it was on top of him, crushing the air out of his chest and making it feel like he was about to spontaneously combust. He tugged gently at Ross' hair.
'Up.' he panted. 'I'm coming...' Ross, however, seemed to have other plans and kept going. Jim was about to pull him off physically but it was too late. He came hard, bowing up off the bed and Ross started gagging violently as cum flooded his mouth. He pulled off abruptly and the residue ended up all over his face. Jim looked at him, horribly concerned that he was going to choke. But eventually Ross stopped and grabbed the now somewhat soiled towel to wipe his face and mouth off.
'Okay, so that was gross.' he said, sounding remarkably cheerful.
'I tried to warn you.' Jim said and he shrugged.
'It seemed like a good idea.' he replied, throwing himself dramatically to the bed. 'I didn't know you were going to try and asphyxiate me.' Jim laughed, then sat up.
'Idiot.' he said, not even trying to hide the affection in his voice. 'Right, now that's out of the way...' he leaned over and grabbed one of the leftover condoms scattered around the bed, opened it and rolled it on Ross quickly and efficiently, drawing a look of deep admiration.
