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The main characters of whatever movie Jake and Dirk have gotten to - Dirk’s not really paying attention at this point - finally kiss. Jake is sitting in Dirk’s lap, his eyes still fixed on the screen as the lead gets pushed into a supply closet by his will-they-won’t-they second lead. Dirk would much rather be pushing Jake into a supply closet than keep watching movies, to be honest. He innocently brushes a spot on Jake’s side, and is rewarded by a little squeal.
JAKE: Eep! Dirk you know im ticklish!
DIRK: Yes, that was the point.
DIRK: I wanted your attention.
JAKE: And saying «hey jake» was off the table?
Dirk just shrugs. It’s less fun that way, he thinks. He touches Jake’s side again and Jake’s body stiffens in anticipation, then softens when Dirk’s hand carefully caresses him. Dirk nods towards the TV.
DIRK: We should do that, don’t you think?
JAKE: Ooh, id love to go on a spy mission against the government! That sounds absolutely cracker.
DIRK: I’m not talking about that part.
The undercover agents undress each other desperately in the little supply closet and the female lead moans exaggeratedly. Jake turns beet red when he finally puts two and two together.
JAKE: Oh! Well i certainly wouldnt turn down such an invitation from a ripper such as yourself, strider!
DIRK: Oh my God, man, you’re so corny.
JAKE: I suppose ill take corny over lame.
Dirk’s hands start to wander, he traces Jake’s side down to his belt, then puts a hand on his thigh. He can feel Jake’s heart beating faster as his hand slides closer to his crotch. Dirk grabs at the skin on Jake’s inner thigh through his shorts, then pulls at the legs of the shorts to get under them. When he finally grabs directly at the soft skin of Jake’s inner thigh, he lets out a soft breath.
Jake turns around in Dirk’s lap, he is clearly trying to be suave but excretes nervous horny energy. Dirk grabs hold of Jake’s belt and undoes it in one swift motion. Jake kicks his shorts off and is immediately pushed onto the couch. Dirk leans over Jake and kisses his neck softly. Beneath him, Jake is holding his breath, like a rabbit waiting to be mauled by a fox. Instead, Dirk leaves more soft kisses on Jake’s neck, under his jaw, along his Adam’s apple. Jake inhales sharply and his hands make their way into Dirk’s dirty blonde hair, he’s already bucking under him, searching for friction.
DIRK: You’re so impatient. Didn’t anyone ever teach you manners?
JAKE: Please.
DIRK: You’re cute when you’re desperate.
Dirk peels his shirt off and goes back to leaving kisses along his neck and collar bone, making sure to hover a good few inches above Jake. His free hand is running through his chest hair, thick and dark. His mouth trails down his chest, and Jake lets out a nervous, breathy laugh as Dirk bites his nipple playfully.
DIRK: Oh, do you like that?
JAKE: Very much so, yes.
DIRK: I see.
Jake is cocking his head as far back as it will possibly go. Dirk gives his nipple one more bite, a little harder this time, before flicking it with his tongue a few times and moving back up to Jake’s neck. He sucks onto Jake’s skin like an animal devouring another. Of course he intentionally chooses a spot that looks hard to hide, it’s important to mark Jake as his own wherever possible. The whole time, Jake is letting out little giggles and moans, and God Dirk is so hard.
He lets go of Jake’s neck and looks him in the eyes. They’re half-lidded and loving, there’s so much more trust in them than Dirk feels he could ever deserve. Dirk goes in for another kiss, and completely catches Jake off guard when he bites and pulls at his lower lip. He lets out another desperate sound and Dirk has to steady his breathing to hide how desperate he’s getting.
DIRK: Are you ready to beg for me?
JAKE: Please dirk. Please fuck me!
DIRK: How badly do you want it?
JAKE: More than anything! I need you more than i need air. I would do anything.
A smile spreads across Dirk’s face. He’ll admit it isn’t something he does often, but he can’t help himself. Jake has given him an idea he needs to try.
DIRK: Anything?
He mimics strangling Jake with his hands, and Jake’s eyes go wide. He nods and Dirk can see his hands start shaking. He leans down and whispers in Jake’s ear.
DIRK: I’ll try not to hurt you too badly.
Jake lets out a nervous giggle as Dirk gets up to get lube from the other room.
JAKE: And the usual safe word?
DIRK: Of course. That or tap out.
JAKE: Okay.
Dirk tosses his pants and underwear off, and straddles Jake. Their dicks are pressed up against each other, and sticky precum is dripping down them both. Dirk tries not to look too affected, but it’s useless - he can feel the heat across his face as he turns bright pink. To distract Jake from his predicament he focuses on his ass instead. He lubes up two fingers and goes in with both. Jake is shivering under him. Dirk quickly inserts another finger, and Jake lets out a yelp. Oh well, Dirk can’t help that he’s impatient.
After a moment, he removes his fingers and inserts his dick into Jake’s ass. Jake’s little moans and pleas fill the room. Dirk inserts himself fully before lunging over Jake and grabbing his throat. He carves his thumbs into two points on his neck to restrict the blood flow to his brain. The fox catches the rabbit.
He doesn’t give Jake much time to adjust before he starts thrusting. Jake lets out a loud whine, his voice breaking. It goes straight to Dirk’s dick. He keeps thrusting, only letting up on Jake’s neck every so often.
DIRK: I love it when you’re helpless.
JAKE: Mmmhhm,
DIRK: Right now, you couldn’t escape me if you tried.
DIRK: You’re all mine, you know that?
JAKE: Ehehhe-
He isn’t making any coherent words, but he doesn’t need to. It’s almost better off that way. Dirk relaxes his thumbs for a little bit, just to make sure Jake doesn’t actually take damage from the whole deal, and he gasps for air. Dirk leans over him and kisses Jake desperately, like it’s their last night on earth. He puts the pressure back on again and thrusts, and at this new angle, Jake is making all kinds of little moans. Fuck, he’s hot when he’s like this.
JAKE: Dirk-
JAKE: Let go, im gonna-
DIRK: No. Trust me on this.
Jake looks up at Dirk with that lost look he gets when he’s trying to decide if he trusts his boyfriend or his own intuition more, but his face quickly contorts as he lets out a whine and comes. Seeing Jake like this brings Dirk over the edge too, and he buries himself as deep as he can into Jake before letting himself come.
Dirk lets go of Jake’s neck, and Jake catches a deep breath, trying to get blood flow back to his brain. The hair on his stomach is covered in cum. He tries to sit up, but Dirk holds him down.
DIRK: Wait a second before you sit up, you’ll get dizzy.
DIRK: I’ll get you some water too, hang on. Stay there.
As much as Dirk prefers to seem cold and detached most of the time, he can’t deny he loves doting on Jake every now and then. He gets a glass of water and comes back to Jake still resting on the couch, butt naked and sticky. He looks downright goofy at this point.
JAKE: Cheers mate. Youre so rank, you know that?
DIRK: Excuse me?
JAKE: Youre rank? Like cool and sexy?
DIRK: I think you’ve gotta put that word back where you found it, bro. That’s not what that means anymore.
JAKE: Oh. OH, STINKY!
Dirk just nods. He helps Jake sit up and gives him a sip of water. He holds the cup for him even though Jake is fully capable of doing it himself. If he can keep up the illusion of helplessness just a few seconds longer he’ll do it.
JAKE: I have to admit i was a little scared at the end there.
JAKE: Not that i dont trust you! But imagine if i went out sideways there, wowza.
DIRK: I wouldn’t let that happen, I’m good at what I do.
JAKE: That you are, dirk.
Jake gives Dirk a bucktoothed smile before he looks over to the TV.
JAKE: Oh bugger, i forgot it was still rolling.
JAKE: Will you watch it with me for real tomorrow?
DIRK: After I went through all this effort to escape it?
JAKE: Fine, ill invite someone else over.
JAKE: Now i think im ready for a shower.
DIRK: Then let’s go.