Vampires - (Jack/Padre)
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wrennetteTitle: Worth Fighting For
Pairing: Jack Crow x Padre
Fandom: John Carpenter's Vampires
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Unbeta-ed. There isn't much plot here.
Disclaimer: If I owned these boys - well, I wouldn't share either.
Summary: Jack and the Padre get friendly. Can be read independently or as a sequel to If You Stop Fighting, You're Dead.
Jack lay still, unsure what had awaken him. The room was still and quiet, the only sounds the early morning calling of birds and the breathing of himself and the Padre. He held his breath, listening more closely. And than he heard it. The Padre's breath was heavy and strained. As Jack listened, he heard the priest strangle a low moan of pleasure, and than the slide of skin against skin. The Padre was jerking off. Just the thought of it was enough to make Jack bite back a whimper of anticipation, his cock thickening rapidly. He had to move, or it would be blatantly obvious. His mind raced, and he shifted just slightly, bringing up his leg to hide his rising erection.
The Padre muttered under his breath in Spanish, too low and fast for Jack to understand, and Jack couldn't do it. He couldn't just lay there while the Padre stroked himself. He shifted onto his belly, pushing up and blinking rapidly to acclimate his eyes to the predawn light. The Padre turned away quickly, but not fast enough to hide what he had been doing. He was naked, shower damp, and his hand was still wrapped around his dick, but that wasn't what made Jack's head hurt. The part he was stuck on was that the Padre had been looking at him. Had been leaning slumped against the wall, staring at Jack's slumbering form while he jerked off. The thought of it made his cock rise quicker, even as he tried to figure out what the hell to do with the information.
Before he could work out a way to get them both out of this mess unscathed, the Padre was turning back to him, more composed now, but still breathing heavily. Jack swallowed drily, eyes automatically locking on the erection the Padre still had his hand curled around. "I didn't mean for you to find out like this," the Padre said, voice thick with want, accent more pronounced than usual. Jack didn't respond, couldn't, unable to form words his mouth was so dry. The Padre's hand moved over his dick, the palm sweeping across the weeping head, and Jack's cock throbbed in sympathy, straining against the front of his jeans.
The Padre took a step towards the bed, towards Jack, hand sliding back down to fondle his balls. "Padre," Jack finally worked out, still unable to look away, wetting his lips, stomach churning with a sickening mix of anticipation, denial and arousal. "I want you Jack," the Padre continued, fingers lifting drops of pre-cum from the head of his dick, pressing the bitter fluid against Jack's full, wet, lips. Jack whimpered softly, tongue flicking out almost automatically, swiping the moisture into his mouth. The Padre's fingers followed his tongue back into his mouth, stroking along the insides of his cheeks and than deeper, pressing against the roof of his mouth.
"Such a pretty mouth," the Padre murmured softly, thrusting his fingers rhythmically. Jack sucked on the penetrating fingers, brain short circuiting as it tried to come up with how many different sorts of wrong this was. "Want you to suck me off," the Padre continued, voice still low and thick, and Jack moaned around the fingers in his mouth. The Padre pulled his fingers free, pressing them against Jack's lower lip for a moment, until Jack gave way, opened his mouth. "Been wanting to fuck your mouth since the first time I saw you," the Padre said, moving his hand to stroke Jack's cheek, than tilt his face up so their eyes met. "I know you want me Jack. They picked me because they knew you would want me. They wanted all the incentive for your cooperation they could afford. But they forgot to check what I wanted. They never thought about whether I would want you, never asked themselves how much I would give up just to earn a place at your side, in your bed."
Jack's cock throbbed, and he groaned softly, reaching down to open his fly, relieve some of the pressure. "Do it," Jack breathed, stroking himself, and the Padre grinned, tracing Jack's lips with the head of his leaking cock, than pressing it into him. Jack groaned softly, sucking as much as he could into his mouth. The Padre's cock was thick and hot, throbbing between his lips. He used his tongue to press the head against the roof of his mouth, earning a lowly voiced Spanish curse. The Padre's hand curled back around the side of his head, thumb pressed against Jack's cheek, feeling the fullness of Jack's mouth through the thin membrane of flesh. "Look so good," the Padre breathed, and than pulled out and thrust back in, making good on his intention to fuck Jack's mouth.
The vampire hunter moaned softly, leaning up, letting the Padre guide his motions. He balanced himself with both hands on the Padre's hips, trusting him completely. The Padre fucked with sure, hard strokes, bruising Jack's full lips, choking him. It didn't take long for the Padre to cum. He had been close to the edge before Jack woke, and the electric sensation of being in Jack's slick mouth was soon too much for him after so much denial. He slammed into Jack's mouth one last time, a low incomprehensible moan tearing from him, flooding Jack's mouth with hot cum. Jack gagged and pushed himself away, semen trickling out of his mouth even as the Padre pumped the last of his spunk against Jack's face. "So pretty," the Padre said almost wistfully, thumb smearing gizz across Jack's slick lower lip.
Jack just looked up at the Padre dazedly, having nearly cum himself. It had been a long time since he sucked cock, longer still since he had given up control in a sexual situation. His body was telling him it didn't mind at all, being used for the Padre's pleasure. "Padre," he said hoarsely, licking cum from his fingers and face. "Don't" the Padre said roughly, placing a finger against his lips, "Adam," he requested, and Jack's cock throbbed, because that title had been just about all that had stopped him from exploring this path. "Adam," he said, voice all but gone, and the rising sun was coming in the windows, limning Adam's form with liquid gold. The priest smiled, stepping in between Jack's legs, going to his knees and nuzzling against his jean clad thigh.
"Get out of those jeans," Adam said softly, "want you inside me. Want you to take me." Jack whimpered softly with want, eyes shuttering. He scooted fully onto the bed, lifting his hips and shucking off his jeans. Adam pressed a kiss against his inner thigh, than crawled up to kiss him, pressing his naked form against Jack's half clothed one. Jack groaned into it, laying back and enjoying the feel of Adam's warm, damp skin against his, the throb of arousal in his gut, Adam's tongue slick and strong in his mouth, tasting every corner of him, mapping every tooth and tracing every curve. "Get so hot thinking about you," Adam breathed against Jack's lips when they parted, than rose up on his knees, wrapping his hand around Jack's cock, smearing pre-cum down the shaft, than guiding it to his hole.
Jack whimpered in anticipation, than let out a low groan of pleasure as Adam just opened over him, taking his cock to the hilt with only a single hitch to indicate discomfort. "Fuck," he swore softly as Adam's ass settled into the cradle of his hips, and than the young priest did exactly that. Adam clenched around him, lifting and sliding, riding him hard. Jack couldn't form a coherent thought, could only lay there, gasping and groaning in pleasure as Adam impaled himself. It didn't take long, Jack had been unbearably close from sucking the younger man's dick. The friction was quickly too much, and than he was arching up on the bed, spurting deep into Adam, moaning brokenly with pleasure. Adam crumpled against his chest, Jack's dick slipping free of his body, cum seeping from his hole. "So good," Adam whispered, than kissed the corner of Jack's mouth. Jack just groaned, unable to move.
Pairing: Jack Crow x Padre
Fandom: John Carpenter's Vampires
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Unbeta-ed. There isn't much plot here.
Disclaimer: If I owned these boys - well, I wouldn't share either.
Summary: Jack and the Padre get friendly. Can be read independently or as a sequel to If You Stop Fighting, You're Dead.
Jack lay still, unsure what had awaken him. The room was still and quiet, the only sounds the early morning calling of birds and the breathing of himself and the Padre. He held his breath, listening more closely. And than he heard it. The Padre's breath was heavy and strained. As Jack listened, he heard the priest strangle a low moan of pleasure, and than the slide of skin against skin. The Padre was jerking off. Just the thought of it was enough to make Jack bite back a whimper of anticipation, his cock thickening rapidly. He had to move, or it would be blatantly obvious. His mind raced, and he shifted just slightly, bringing up his leg to hide his rising erection.
The Padre muttered under his breath in Spanish, too low and fast for Jack to understand, and Jack couldn't do it. He couldn't just lay there while the Padre stroked himself. He shifted onto his belly, pushing up and blinking rapidly to acclimate his eyes to the predawn light. The Padre turned away quickly, but not fast enough to hide what he had been doing. He was naked, shower damp, and his hand was still wrapped around his dick, but that wasn't what made Jack's head hurt. The part he was stuck on was that the Padre had been looking at him. Had been leaning slumped against the wall, staring at Jack's slumbering form while he jerked off. The thought of it made his cock rise quicker, even as he tried to figure out what the hell to do with the information.
Before he could work out a way to get them both out of this mess unscathed, the Padre was turning back to him, more composed now, but still breathing heavily. Jack swallowed drily, eyes automatically locking on the erection the Padre still had his hand curled around. "I didn't mean for you to find out like this," the Padre said, voice thick with want, accent more pronounced than usual. Jack didn't respond, couldn't, unable to form words his mouth was so dry. The Padre's hand moved over his dick, the palm sweeping across the weeping head, and Jack's cock throbbed in sympathy, straining against the front of his jeans.
The Padre took a step towards the bed, towards Jack, hand sliding back down to fondle his balls. "Padre," Jack finally worked out, still unable to look away, wetting his lips, stomach churning with a sickening mix of anticipation, denial and arousal. "I want you Jack," the Padre continued, fingers lifting drops of pre-cum from the head of his dick, pressing the bitter fluid against Jack's full, wet, lips. Jack whimpered softly, tongue flicking out almost automatically, swiping the moisture into his mouth. The Padre's fingers followed his tongue back into his mouth, stroking along the insides of his cheeks and than deeper, pressing against the roof of his mouth.
"Such a pretty mouth," the Padre murmured softly, thrusting his fingers rhythmically. Jack sucked on the penetrating fingers, brain short circuiting as it tried to come up with how many different sorts of wrong this was. "Want you to suck me off," the Padre continued, voice still low and thick, and Jack moaned around the fingers in his mouth. The Padre pulled his fingers free, pressing them against Jack's lower lip for a moment, until Jack gave way, opened his mouth. "Been wanting to fuck your mouth since the first time I saw you," the Padre said, moving his hand to stroke Jack's cheek, than tilt his face up so their eyes met. "I know you want me Jack. They picked me because they knew you would want me. They wanted all the incentive for your cooperation they could afford. But they forgot to check what I wanted. They never thought about whether I would want you, never asked themselves how much I would give up just to earn a place at your side, in your bed."
Jack's cock throbbed, and he groaned softly, reaching down to open his fly, relieve some of the pressure. "Do it," Jack breathed, stroking himself, and the Padre grinned, tracing Jack's lips with the head of his leaking cock, than pressing it into him. Jack groaned softly, sucking as much as he could into his mouth. The Padre's cock was thick and hot, throbbing between his lips. He used his tongue to press the head against the roof of his mouth, earning a lowly voiced Spanish curse. The Padre's hand curled back around the side of his head, thumb pressed against Jack's cheek, feeling the fullness of Jack's mouth through the thin membrane of flesh. "Look so good," the Padre breathed, and than pulled out and thrust back in, making good on his intention to fuck Jack's mouth.
The vampire hunter moaned softly, leaning up, letting the Padre guide his motions. He balanced himself with both hands on the Padre's hips, trusting him completely. The Padre fucked with sure, hard strokes, bruising Jack's full lips, choking him. It didn't take long for the Padre to cum. He had been close to the edge before Jack woke, and the electric sensation of being in Jack's slick mouth was soon too much for him after so much denial. He slammed into Jack's mouth one last time, a low incomprehensible moan tearing from him, flooding Jack's mouth with hot cum. Jack gagged and pushed himself away, semen trickling out of his mouth even as the Padre pumped the last of his spunk against Jack's face. "So pretty," the Padre said almost wistfully, thumb smearing gizz across Jack's slick lower lip.
Jack just looked up at the Padre dazedly, having nearly cum himself. It had been a long time since he sucked cock, longer still since he had given up control in a sexual situation. His body was telling him it didn't mind at all, being used for the Padre's pleasure. "Padre," he said hoarsely, licking cum from his fingers and face. "Don't" the Padre said roughly, placing a finger against his lips, "Adam," he requested, and Jack's cock throbbed, because that title had been just about all that had stopped him from exploring this path. "Adam," he said, voice all but gone, and the rising sun was coming in the windows, limning Adam's form with liquid gold. The priest smiled, stepping in between Jack's legs, going to his knees and nuzzling against his jean clad thigh.
"Get out of those jeans," Adam said softly, "want you inside me. Want you to take me." Jack whimpered softly with want, eyes shuttering. He scooted fully onto the bed, lifting his hips and shucking off his jeans. Adam pressed a kiss against his inner thigh, than crawled up to kiss him, pressing his naked form against Jack's half clothed one. Jack groaned into it, laying back and enjoying the feel of Adam's warm, damp skin against his, the throb of arousal in his gut, Adam's tongue slick and strong in his mouth, tasting every corner of him, mapping every tooth and tracing every curve. "Get so hot thinking about you," Adam breathed against Jack's lips when they parted, than rose up on his knees, wrapping his hand around Jack's cock, smearing pre-cum down the shaft, than guiding it to his hole.
Jack whimpered in anticipation, than let out a low groan of pleasure as Adam just opened over him, taking his cock to the hilt with only a single hitch to indicate discomfort. "Fuck," he swore softly as Adam's ass settled into the cradle of his hips, and than the young priest did exactly that. Adam clenched around him, lifting and sliding, riding him hard. Jack couldn't form a coherent thought, could only lay there, gasping and groaning in pleasure as Adam impaled himself. It didn't take long, Jack had been unbearably close from sucking the younger man's dick. The friction was quickly too much, and than he was arching up on the bed, spurting deep into Adam, moaning brokenly with pleasure. Adam crumpled against his chest, Jack's dick slipping free of his body, cum seeping from his hole. "So good," Adam whispered, than kissed the corner of Jack's mouth. Jack just groaned, unable to move.
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