title: once in the future
author: callisto24
fandom:24
category: slash, smut
rating: NC-17
disclaimer: nothing belongs to me, no money made...
... placed after season6
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He nibbled along the soft skin of his delicate neck, nuzzled in the seductive curve between throat and shoulder, before he started to lick his way up to the tender earlobe he gently bit. A soft gasp was the answer. The blond man stretched his body as if he tried to reach the same height as his lover, who resisted to stop the caresses of the muscular chest. His strong fingers stroke up and down the white skin, paid attention to each scar, each proof of the hardship and pain the smaller man had endured during the past years. His hands circled around the smooth shoulders, glided down his arms until they grabbed hard fingers, held them firmly, immobilized them, made sure they wouldn ‘ t be able to slip away. Lips moved to slightly stubbled cheeks, wandered up and down the expressive contoures until they found their counterparts. They melt against each other, two mouths opened mirroring their movements in perfect synchronism. Tongues touched, got tangled, when their dance took up speed, when they started to fight for supremacy, a battle no one seeemed to be able to win. Unsatisfied they parted for air, their chests heaving wildly, eyes locked in rising passion. A single moment of weakness had been enough for Jack to use his advantage and he freed his fingers from the demanding grip, took control over his hands again, threw his arms around the taller mans body and pressed himself close to his. Sweat glistened on skin, darkness touched light, when Jack made himself glide against the smooth length, let hard chest rub against hard chest, while he searched the lips again, he craved to devour. Nothing had ever tasted like this kiss before. Sweet herbs, exotic wilderness and masculine scent fogged his senses, created an overwhelming desire. He drank from the dark mouth offering him a promise of never known pleasure, a promise the other man was more than ready to fulfil. Together they sank down on the silken sheets, Jack taking the lead, lying on top of the lean figure, covering the delicate skin, not getting enough from the delicate kiss. Again the need for air made them break up, but only for a single moment until Jack found it impossible to remain still any longer. His hands ran over the flat stomach, the strong chest, played with the black nipples, touched them featherly, circled around the soft spots until they miraculously grew hard in anticipation. He shifted slightly until until their lower bodies pressed against each other, listened with a smile to the desperate gasps of the other man. “Oh God... Jack... not yet... it ‘ s too soon...,” he breathed, moaning loudly when Jack pushed their groins together, looking down on him, teasing. “Should I stop now, Mr. President?”
“Don’ t dare to...,” Wayne answered in a husky voice. “This is only the beginning.”
And with one swift moment he flipped them both over, until it was Jacks turn to lie helpless on his back, covered by the weight of his lover, who instantaneously began to reciprocrate the received favours by exploring the spread body from head to toe. Jack arched, tried to get up again, but was held down by strong arms, pinned on the mattress by the long shape, rubbing up and down his length, while hungry lips sucked and pulled on his skin, drove him crazy by tantalizing his most sensitive spots again and again, until he thought he couldn ‘ t bear it anymore and cried out in pain and pleasure. Wayne stilled, smiled, watched the eyelids fluttering in anticipation, admired the incredible long eyelashes trembling above heated features, when Jack let out his breath in a sigh. “What are you waiting for?” he asked hoarsely, enjoying the perfection of black skin covering him inch by inch, solid and stable, strangely at the same time dry and damp, responding to his own, which tingled wherever it was touched. Wayne leant down for another kiss, hungrily expressing his impatience, when he sucked in lips and tongue demandingly. One hand slid down Jacks side, approached the parts, which already longed for him. Jack moved his hips, rocked against the hard erection he could feel straining desperately for release. His own cock becoming rock hard, seeking fulfillment almost painfully, when he twisted and felt Waynes hand moving around his butt, seeking the place of his desire. “Take me now,” Jack gasped, enjoying the game more than he had ever imagined.
Both knew, that it would be a matter of seconds for the agent to free himself, to change positions, to take the lead, but still they hadn ‘ t enough of playing this way round. “Slowly, love,” Wayne whispered, twirling his finger around the sweet entrance before he gently dipped one in. Jack reacted at once,rocking faster, trying to get the intruder deeper into his body, almost crying in disappointment, when it was pulled out. But soon it pushed back again, the invading easier with the lube, distributed carefully. A second finger was added and Jack squirmed with the sensations, yelped, when his prostata was hit. The fingers vanished, but only to return with a third one, starting to fingerfuck him, rubbing constantly against the sensitive spot inside, making him shake frantically. His head tossed from one side to another, when he was ready to explode. The fingers suddenly were replaced with a hot shaft, pushing forward relentlessly, filling him up completely, making him utter words of lust and devotion, without being aware of it. Wayne moaned with the feeling, nearly driving him over the edge.
“Come on, Jack,” he urged him breathlessly. “Move with me and I ‘ ll take you wherever you want to be.” And Jack obeyed, met the downward thrusts with force, taking the other man deeper and deeper with each of his hard strokes. The ride seemed to go on forever. Whenever Wayne filled him with his strength Jack gasped in delight, whenever the taller man felt surrounded completely by the tight body he let out a toneless hiss. Faster and faster they moved, took up speed, seeking their way to completion until they couldn ‘ t bear it any longer. Stars burst around them, when they finally found release, when fireworks seemed to explode around them, when they laid in each other arms, sweating and panting, entangled into each other, a mixture of limbs, black and white, a knot, not ready to become untied. “We should do this again,” Wayne mentioned, when their breathing had calmed down, when he stroke the soft hair, pulled the blond closer to his body. “Copy that,” Jack answered. “But at first we should find a good explanation for the unusual noise shaking this building at night.” “Don’ t worry about this, sweetheart,” Wayne smirked. “Nobody would wonder about sounds in the white house as soon as I will have made you my first lady.”