Shopping at Pride

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison bumps against Jack's side, grinning as they passed by different vendors. "Have I told you that you look really good?" he asks, leaning up to kiss Jack's cheek.

Going to Pride with Jack just feels good, and he's happy, and it has nothing to do with the drink he's working on which makes it a hundred times better. And he notices people looking at them; he assumes they're noticing how good Jack looks, or the fact that Poison is in a porno-short skirt, but he doesn't care. Let them look.

"Oh hey! Bingo."

He points to a line of tents on either side of the walk, noticing a few boasting dildos right out on the front tables. Perfect.

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[rockabillyboy]

"You need me to untie you?" asks Jack, kissing down Poison's raised arm. "You want to tie me up instead?" He grins. "I'm easy, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Need to cuddle for a minute," he murmurs, nodding when Jack asks if he needs to be untied. Maybe what they did wasn't as intense as what he does to Jack sometimes but he definitely needs a minute to just feel safe and cared for. He wiggles his fingers.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack reaches up, unslipping the ropes from around Poison's wrists, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close.

"That was awesome," he says, holding on tight. "You're so awesome, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison tucks his face against Jack's chest, breathing the smell of him. "Love you," he murmurs, sounding worn out. He'll bounce back, he just needs this. Jack's arms feel perfect. "You're really wonderful. Thank you, baby." He presses a little kiss to Jack's chest.

[rockabillyboy]

He combs his fingers through Poison's soft, red hair.

"I've got you, baby," he says, gently. "Long as you need."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"You're awesome," he says sweetly. "Sorry that was uhm. That was big," he laughs a little, feeling shy for asking for after care.

[rockabillyboy]

"It was big," says Jack, still stroking Poison's back. "You took it so well. I love that you did that for me, baby."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles shyly. "Yeah?" He looks up at him and gives Jack a kiss. "I love you," he murmurs. "A lot." He touches their foreheads together and kisses him again, lingering. "Totally gonna get you off as soon as I remember what my name is," he says with a sly little grin.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack likes the lookf a smile like that. He raises both eyebrows.

"Going to go hard on me, baby?" he asks. "Because I think I'm in the mood to take it."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison giggles. "I think I can work myself up. Shit. Should've done you first." He grins though and pulls Jack into another kiss. "You look so fucking good when you get all... blissed out."

[rockabillyboy]

"Bet you can get me there," says Jack, his cock already starting to take notice. "You know you want to remind me what it feels like."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"What do you feel like?" he asks. Jack always said he could do whatever he wanted, but Poison still wanted to ask. Just in case there's ever a specific request. He wants to give Jack whatever he wants: whatever he needs.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack thinks about that for a moment, worrying his lips with his teeth as he sorts through his fantasies.

"Heavy objectification," says Jack, quietly. "And I don't want to make choices once we get going. You know where my limits are. I can throw up a red light if I need to. But I want to feel like a thing, not a person for a while. ". He frowns. "Does that make sense?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison nods. "I think I can do that. I need to uhm. I need to get in the head space." He kisses Jack's shoulder. Jack ends up in subspace, but Poison has to get into a certain kind of domspace to be able to do that to Jack.

"It makes total sense, baby. I really, really get it. I wanna do it for you."

[rockabillyboy]

"Take your time," says Jack, rolling towards him and kissing him. "We've got all the time in the world, right?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles under the kiss. "So much time. Figuring out what I'm gonna do for you." He already had ideas trickling through his head. "I want you to feel amazing." He strokes Jack's cheek, looking at him. He's so fucking beautiful, sometimes Poison can't believe he's real. And a little voice in the back of his head reminds him that he felt that way about Ghoul. Maybe that just means that this is just as special as they were.

"You hold me together, you know that?"

[rockabillyboy]

"Just as much as you do for me, baby," says Jack, raising his eyebrows slightly and leaning in to take a soft kiss. "Don't feel like I have to hold anything back from you. Don't have to hide anything."

[afabulouskilljoy]

He smiles tenderly and kisses Jack's nose. "You can tell me anything, baby. You can be whatever you need to be." He nuzzles their noses together, then sighs and sprawls back.

"Shit," he says with a little grin. "I feel awesome, shit," he giggles. "Did it look good?"

[rockabillyboy]

He laughs at how drunk Poison sounds right then. He nods, kissing Poison's forehead.

"It was beautiful."

[afabulouskilljoy]

He's definitely hopped up on endorphins. "Gotta look at the pictures later, after I make you feel like a human sex toy." He nuzzles Jack's jaw. "Promise you'll tell me if it's too much. I mean, I know you said you would but... promise."

[rockabillyboy]

A shiver goes through Jack at the way Poison phrases it. He nods.

"I'll red light you if I need to. I swear."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Okay," he says. "Alright uhm... hm." Poison thinks a moment.

"I'm gonna shower." His tone shifts, just slightly. "And I want you to get naked and wait here for me. On the bed, on your knees, with your hands behind your head. No talking, no moving once you get into your position." And he would just have to wait as long as Poison took.

[rockabillyboy]

Jack loves it when Poison's tone shifts like that. He swallows and then he nods.

"I can do that."

Once Poison's gone, Jack strips himself completely naked and then he gets up on the bed, arranges himself on his knees on the bed, just like he was told.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison luxuriates in the shower for a while. He knows he's going to be sore - they probably should've gone a little slower with the toy - but he doesn't regret it for a second. After about fifteen minutes, he gets out and dries off, then wanders back into the bedroom. He doesn't pay any mind to Jack, like he's not even there. He finds a pair of panties he likes and puts them on, then picks out a soft t-shirt, tight enough to show his figure beneath it.

When he's ready, he finds the new blindfold and puts it on Jack. He doesn't talk to him as he works, and before long he's got a spreader bar between Jack's knees and he's moved his hands, tying them behind his back.

He catches Jack's chin and guides his head up, giving him a light, almost chaste kiss. "Behave yourself," he murmurs. "And remember I love you."

He eases back, then smacks Jack hard across the face.

[rockabillyboy]

The slap stings more because he doesn't see it coming. Jacks breath catches in a Yelp. The spreader bar is going to stop him moving too much and Jack finds that he likes that, too. He stays as still as he can.

"I love you too."