Oh, the glasses definitely worked to his advantage. Jim as a woman was already cute to begin with, and that rack was sexy as fuck. Given that he hardly had to worry about being lewd in front of Jim, he found himself staring at his tits yet again, though this time he refrained from doing or saying anything about them right now.
"Well, I was wondering the other day, whether these effects could be accumulated. If you had one candy already, will the new candy not have an effect, produce a new effect and interrupt the previous one, or could we, possibly... match them together?"
He opened the little bag like he already knew he'd get Jim to agree to it.
"And as I pondered that, I ran into you. What a happy coincidence, don't you think?"
Well, being honest he would have to say he didn’t mind James admiring his
chest. He had wondered what they would be like when he had initially
changed, and he had been pleased to say the least.
He listened to James’ proposal, and it did sound interesting. He had never
tried two candies with effects at once, or at least, not to his knowledge.
He wanted to be miffed that James thought he would so readily agree, but
James just knew him to well. Of course he’d agree because it sounded
interesting and he did love a good experiment.
But he wasn’t going to let James have it so easy. He made a “mmm-hmmm”
sound, giving him a look that was both intrigued and suspicious at the same
time.
“And what do I get for helping with this little experiment?”
James lowered the bag, but didn't put it away. Oh, he knew Jim was just playing hard to get, but he also knew that eventually he'd agree to this little experiment. Of course, calling it an actual experiment was pushing it a bit. But that hardly mattered.
"Well, I can only offer you a good time," he shrugged, pursing his lips a little. Since he wasn't planning on hiding it, he further added. "These are aphrodisiacs. You know I won't leave you hanging. I'll take real good care of you... and you know I'm very good at it."
Aphrodisiacs. He had been hit with them one or two times already, and while
they were more or less fun he hadn’t been terribly fond of the effect on
his brain. He liked to be clear headed. But, this was James, and James
wasn’t going to let anything happen to him. He trusted James to take care
of him, in a number of ways.
Besides, they never lasted very long, right?
“You owe me,” he said and held out his hand for the candy.
Well, James wouldn't let anyone else step in and take Jim from him, that was for sure. As to how much he'd be willing to do with Jim while he was high on those aphrodisiacs... that remained to be seen, didn't it?
"Feel free to collect whenever," he smiled wide, pleased as punch as he placed the candy on Jim's palm, then rested his hand on Jim's leg. Especially if that meant Jim would use aphrodisiacs on him some other time, he was definitely up for it.
The things he did for his twin, for this man in he inexplicably loved and
cared for, that he couldn’t rightly live without. He snorted and popped the
candy, the taste of cherries and wine and raspberries coating his tongue,
dissolving quickly.
The heat came on fast, faster than he thought it would, surging through
him. He gasped, nipples peaking, his groin throbbing, making him wriggle
some in his chair.
“Shit, James...” he moaned, the heat intense, to much, the fabric on his
skin torture. Before he could think it through, if he could at all, he
arched back in the chair, tearing off the flimsy cotton, baring full,
flushed breasts, nipples rising and falling as he planted with growing
need, fingers going to scramble at his jeans.
James sucked in a breath, eyes wide. The surprise was impossible to hide. He knew that the candy had a quick and intense effect on people, but he hadn't seen someone take the aphrodisiac candy firsthand before, he'd just seen them throwing themselves desperately at anyone that happened to be nearby.
But this was another kind of intense. How desperate was Jim that he had to tear his clothes off like that? James groaned, heat shooting straight down to his groin from the sight alone, and he quickly moved in to grope Jim's breasts, bending his head down to take one of the nipples into his mouth.
Jim was moving too much trying to get rid of those jeans, though. So he kept licking and sucking at the nipple, while both his hands moved down to help him tug the trousers down, getting the panties off along with them, leaving Jim completely naked.
James’ mouth on his breast was sweet relief and not nearly enough at the
same time. He let out an erotic mewl, pressing towards his mouth, nipple a
hard pebble against James’ tongue. Every suck and stroke sent a new pulse
straight to his groin, already growing slick. When he finally wriggled free
of his jeans he have a cry of relief that quickly turned into a whimper of
need.
By the now the heat had control, James to hot and wanting to care that he
had just stripped naked in the middle of the library. To in need to care if
anyone saw the way he pressed James hand between his legs, guiding the
fingers into his pussy and thrusting against them.
Jim really should be keeping it quiet. James knew that all too well, but still he couldn't bring himself to shut him up just yet. If he kept that up, though, he'd have to find a way to keep him quiet, or else they were going to be interrupted soon enough.
For now he let Jim guide his hand between his legs, fingers slipping quickly past the folds and plunging deep. He wasted no time in starting on a pace, fingers curling and spreading inside Jim, his free arm wrapping around his waist and pulling him into his lap, so he could keep kissing and licking at those hard, sensitive nipples.
Volume control was not a concern for Jim, certainly not with James sucking
at his breasts, with his fingers pushing in deep and fast. The sight that
made certainly wasn’t a concern either, and anyone who came down the aisle
would get quite the eyeful.
Jim tossed his head back, desperately bucking against James’ fingers,
letting out pleading moans the more wet he became.
Fuck, how could he give a shit about whether or not someone heard them when he had Jim in his arms like this? He let out a guttural groan when Jim moved desperately on top of him, his fingers working fast and deep into him, his teeth and tongue getting rougher the more he kissed his breasts.
He felt so hot, it was almost as though he'd eaten one of the candies too. He'd wanted to tease Jim for a while, maybe eat him out and make him writhe and beg for more, but instead he was shoving his trousers down his thighs, just enough to pull out his cock. Without wasting a breath he rubbed the tip through Jim's folds, then he pressed into him, pulling him down onto his lap so he buried deep in one single movement. "Ah, shit!"
He groaned and gripped Jim's ass tightly, his other hand weaving through Jim's hair and gripping it in a tight fist, yanking hard on it.
His knuckles turned white gripping the back of the chair, arching against
James as pleasure swept through him. He hated to say he was grateful to
this world for anything, but these candies giving him this form to
experience - he might than it for that. For the chance to feel James buried
inside of him like this, familiar and yet so different from their male
couplings.
“Yes! Yes yes yes...” he mewled and panted, rolling his hips, pushing up
and down to bounce in his lap, eyes fluttering at the sensation of James’
cock slipping in and out of him. “Yes! Yes, more!”
It was an intense feeling, being filled while in a woman's body, so very different from what he was used to. He'd loved it, though. He'd come a little too fast the first few times, even, the pleasure so different and unexpected. And on top of that, Jim's got the aphrodisiacs flooding his system.
James could only imagine how overwhelming it all was. It was overwhelming him already and he hadn't even taken anything. But fuck, he didn't give a shit anymore if anyone heard them. This time there was no demon that could kick them out if they tried, not until James was done making Jim come at least once.
"Oh, fuck. Yeah," he groaned, grabbing Jim's ass in a tight grip and guiding him to move urgently on top of him. Not that it looked like he needed the encouragement, he was already riding his cock pretty hard, and James reveled in the sensation of being surrounded by Jim's tight heat each time he came down on his lap, moans and grunts louder as he watched the way Jim moved desperately against him, breasts bouncing with each rise and fall of his hips. "Fuck, you're so tight... come on, hah..."
Even if they had drawn a crowd, Jim wouldn’t have cared in the moment. All
he had room for was James’ cock inside of him, his hands gripping him, the
press of lips as they kissed or on his skin. It was far from the first time
they had made love like this, but it felt new and exciting all over again,
all consuming like their first night.
“So good-!” He panted, and quite frankly it was not even the aphrodisiacs
talking. Even without their help he loved the feeling of James inside of
him, the way James looked at him and praised him.
He reached back with one hand, bracing against the table as he rode hard,
throwing his head back, breasts bouncing wildly on full display as he
arched his back. His cries grew steadily louder as he felt his orgasm
nearing, tightening around James’ length with every stroke. The whole
library no doubt heard as James gave him the most intense pleasure he’d
felt in a long time.
“FUCK JAMES!”
His hips snapped forward, screaming his name as he came, pulling James in
deep. Thighs grew slick from the release, body giving and collapsing back
against the table, whimpering and moaning, breasts quivering as he panted.
Jim never failed to look completely mesmerizing while in the height of pleasure. But right now, James had to admit there was something particularly intense about it. In this lean, curved body, so hot and needy, the drug making him so very desperate to be filled and fucked over the edge...
James understood that feeling. He'd found the sensation of a cock buried deep in his pussy absolutely addictive, if nothing else then for the newness of it. And right now he was aching to give Jim just what he knew he needed, grabbing both his sides and holding him tightly as he snapped his hips hard against him, moans and grunts falling in tandem with each slap of skin on skin as he moved at a hard and desperate pace.
"Fuck, fuck, come, you're so fucking hot," James babbled, his voice eventually dissolving into a low, long groan when Jim came, muscles clenching even tighter around him. It was impossible to resist that urging, that temptation when Jim's body welcomed his thrusts so eagerly, so willingly. He pounded harder into his pussy, the table shifting beneath them with the sheer force of his thrusts, uncaring whether he hurt Jim as he pushed into that tightness until he came too with a loud, growled cry.
He shot his load deep into Jim, each thrust still hard and long as he spilled himself to the last drop, so Jim was completely full of him. There was a mess of their mingled fluids between their bodies but James didn't give a shit. He panted hard as he buried deep one last time, then stayed right there, reveling in the pulsing of Jim's tight muscles still clenching in spasms around him.
James had never taken him quite like that, so rough and powerful and almost
animal. He grasped the James, sobbing his name as James continued to pound
into him, reigniting the waves of his orgasm. His pussy clenched and ached,
drawing him deep, needing more of him. He didn’t care that they probably
looked like a tableau out of a bad porno, that anyone who cared to could
see him in the throes of passion.
James inside him was everything, filling him in a way not possible as a
man. Not that he didn’t enjoy it as a man, of course, but this - fuck it
was brilliant. She didn’t have the capacity to yell anything besides “Yes!”
And “fuck yes”, throwing her hips against each thrust. When James finally
came inside him he let out a cry to match, whimpering as his second orgasm
flooded him. He lay on the table exhausted, pussy throbbing and thighs
quivering.
“James... fucking... amazing...” he whimpered. “Oh fuck....” He gasped, a
hot, wet mess on the table, a living symbol of James sexual prowess in the
moment.
James's mind was floating high on the chemicals washing over his brain. He panted and gasped for breath, blinking his eyes as the scene before him grew into focus again, and he nearly growled at the sight.
His hands slipped up Jim's legs, gaze heavy on the spot where their bodies came together. His hips rocked forward minutely, cock shifting inside Jim and making more fluids spill out, making even more of a mess of him. Farther up his eyes landed on his heaving chest, large breasts shifting with each intake of air, his hands cupping them in a gentle but firm grip, teasing the already sensitive nipples. And the deep, sated flush on Jim's face just completed the scene to perfection.
"You look so good when you're in your fucked-out bliss," he murmured, grinning lazily, hands still playing with Jim's breasts. He didn't pull his cock out yet, but he knew he had to soon. "You ripped your shirt off, though... how are you going anywhere from here, hmm? Just gonna flash everyone those perky breasts like the needy little thing you are?"
He did have his jacket, though. Which, funnily enough, he hadn't even taken off yet. Jim was completely naked and he hadn't even removed a single piece of clothing in his heady rush to rail him against the table.
Touches were rewarded with blissful sighs, shifting and undulating beneath James, toes curling when his cock moved inside of him. Every inch of him still felt to sensitive, to hot, but so very wonderful at the same time, floating in the slippery heat. Without thinking he raised his arms above his head, stretching and arching beneath his lover, pressing his breasts into fondling hands.
"Depends," he purred, reaching down to grip the back of James' neck, pulling him down for a seering kiss. His immediate need was sated, but he could feel the aching need beneath it all, waiting for the last pulses of his orgasm to fade. "You gonna fuck me again?"
He bit at James' lip, smirking. Even with the need dampened for the moment, his mind was still focused on only one thing, he simply had a better vocabulary to voice it - for now.
His hands groped those plush breasts harder when Jim arched his back, putting himself on display like he was the very embodiment of temptation. James was very much inclined to agree at the moment, and he moaned into the kiss as he was yanked down and their mouths locked together, tongue plunging deep past Jim's lips.
"Oh, you can absolutely count on it," he said, voice a little hoarse, biting on his lower lip and grunting as he bucked his hips against Jim, making sure he felt his cock shifting deep inside. "I'm not nearly done with you yet. But... I've got a feeling we're gonna get kicked out of here soon enough."
Bending his back, he dipped his head lower to lick and suck on Jim's nipples again. "But there are so many lovely places all over the hotel for me to fuck you... I'll do you anywhere. Fuck, where people can see us, so everyone knows how much you love my cock, how you just can't get enough of it. Everyone's gonna know you're mine."
James possession, just his voice alone, made him moan. His cock thrusting
in him made his pussy clench, grow slicker once again, primed for exactly
what James promised. His body arched against the mouth teasing his nipples,
still hard and rosy against James’ tongue.
“I don’t care where, I just want you to fuck me with that big dick of
yours.”
Later, he would hide his face in embarrassment at such a statement, which
belonged more in a bad porno and certainly not in a library where he was
naked on a table. He would probably smack James for letting him say it and
getting him into this mess in the first place.
James let out a low purr at those words, body heating even though he knew he'd have to wait a little longer to get hard again. Jim still managed to arouse him with the way he looked and talked right now.
"Let's find a new spot," he decided, and with a few more kisses all over Jim's breasts he finally slipped out of him, wet heat leaving a mess of them both behind. Jim especially, he was a thoroughly fucked mess, and James couldn't resist the temptation to look down while keeping his legs spread open just to see that wet pussy clenching, fluids spilling once his cock was no longer filling it.
"Shit," he growled, hands clawing at Jim's thighs briefly, then he let his legs down, tucking himself into his trousers before he picked up Jim's jeans, starting to slip them back up his legs. "Come on. Let's put these back on."
The loss of James made him whimper in disappointment and renewed need, the
heat growing stronger now than he wasn’t filled. Moving sounded like both a
brilliant idea and a terrible one. He was ready to mount James again right
there, but what little part of his brain could push logic through said that
they should go, they had already caused a big enough scene, that demons
would come to throw them out anyways when they were done jerking off or
whatever it was they did.
He pouted when James helped him back into his jeans. They didn’t irritate
him so much, though he’d still prefer them off.
“Do I have to put my top on?”
His breasts still felt to sensitive to want the fabric back on, nipples to
hard - the shirt wouldn’t hide them anyways. What he really wanted was for
James to be sucking them again, or pinching them, or kneading them.
Anything really. Perhaps not having the shirt would make that happen
faster...
It was amazing how Jim seemed to be both sated and hungry for more. Luckily James had enough presence of mind to focus on the task at hand. Jim was going to make a mess of his jeans, no doubt, but they could do away with those soon enough.
"Well, I'm not gonna argue much with you on that," he said, shrugging dismissively without even glancing over to see where the top had landed. He had his jacket too, which should be looser and more comfortable, but since Jim didn't seem all that bothered with the thought of walking out of here half-naked... well, far be it from him to complain.
"You look just great like that," he murmured with a wide, warm smile, cupping Jim's face in his hands and tipping it up so he could kiss him. He didn't linger long, soon pulling away and taking Jim's hand so he could lead them out of the library, absolutely shameless even when he knew Jim's bare breasts would undoubtedly get the attention of both the demons and other sinners around.
A happy flush pinked his cheeks and his breasts, smiling at his lover and
kissing him back. James could be sweet when he wanted to, really, you just
had to find it beneath all the growling and the threats to stab you. He
slid off the table, breasts bouncing merrily before settling as he followed
James back towards - well he didn't really know where, but somewhere.
Somewhere fun he was sure. Because James had promised he would take care of
him, and Jim believed James - especially when it came to things like this.
"So where are we going?" he asked, pressing up against James' arm, leaning
over to playfully nip his ear.
James was rarely ever sweet. There was only a handful of people he spared that to, and Jim was undoubtedly the one he would more often be sweet towards. That didn't mean he wasn't going to take advantage of a situation when it presented itself to him so willingly, and Jim was definitely willing.
And he did say he didn't care where they went, so...
"I thought the lounge," he suggested casually, arm wrapping around Jim's waist, holding him close. His free hand roamed Jim's torso, cupping a breast and squeezing it lightly. "Not a lot of people around at this hour... not that I care even if we get an audience. I just want you..."
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"Well, I was wondering the other day, whether these effects could be accumulated. If you had one candy already, will the new candy not have an effect, produce a new effect and interrupt the previous one, or could we, possibly... match them together?"
He opened the little bag like he already knew he'd get Jim to agree to it.
"And as I pondered that, I ran into you. What a happy coincidence, don't you think?"
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Well, being honest he would have to say he didn’t mind James admiring his chest. He had wondered what they would be like when he had initially changed, and he had been pleased to say the least.
He listened to James’ proposal, and it did sound interesting. He had never tried two candies with effects at once, or at least, not to his knowledge. He wanted to be miffed that James thought he would so readily agree, but James just knew him to well. Of course he’d agree because it sounded interesting and he did love a good experiment.
But he wasn’t going to let James have it so easy. He made a “mmm-hmmm” sound, giving him a look that was both intrigued and suspicious at the same time.
“And what do I get for helping with this little experiment?”
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"Well, I can only offer you a good time," he shrugged, pursing his lips a little. Since he wasn't planning on hiding it, he further added. "These are aphrodisiacs. You know I won't leave you hanging. I'll take real good care of you... and you know I'm very good at it."
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Aphrodisiacs. He had been hit with them one or two times already, and while they were more or less fun he hadn’t been terribly fond of the effect on his brain. He liked to be clear headed. But, this was James, and James wasn’t going to let anything happen to him. He trusted James to take care of him, in a number of ways.
Besides, they never lasted very long, right?
“You owe me,” he said and held out his hand for the candy.
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"Feel free to collect whenever," he smiled wide, pleased as punch as he placed the candy on Jim's palm, then rested his hand on Jim's leg. Especially if that meant Jim would use aphrodisiacs on him some other time, he was definitely up for it.
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The things he did for his twin, for this man in he inexplicably loved and cared for, that he couldn’t rightly live without. He snorted and popped the candy, the taste of cherries and wine and raspberries coating his tongue, dissolving quickly.
The heat came on fast, faster than he thought it would, surging through him. He gasped, nipples peaking, his groin throbbing, making him wriggle some in his chair.
“Shit, James...” he moaned, the heat intense, to much, the fabric on his skin torture. Before he could think it through, if he could at all, he arched back in the chair, tearing off the flimsy cotton, baring full, flushed breasts, nipples rising and falling as he planted with growing need, fingers going to scramble at his jeans.
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But this was another kind of intense. How desperate was Jim that he had to tear his clothes off like that? James groaned, heat shooting straight down to his groin from the sight alone, and he quickly moved in to grope Jim's breasts, bending his head down to take one of the nipples into his mouth.
Jim was moving too much trying to get rid of those jeans, though. So he kept licking and sucking at the nipple, while both his hands moved down to help him tug the trousers down, getting the panties off along with them, leaving Jim completely naked.
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James’ mouth on his breast was sweet relief and not nearly enough at the same time. He let out an erotic mewl, pressing towards his mouth, nipple a hard pebble against James’ tongue. Every suck and stroke sent a new pulse straight to his groin, already growing slick. When he finally wriggled free of his jeans he have a cry of relief that quickly turned into a whimper of need.
By the now the heat had control, James to hot and wanting to care that he had just stripped naked in the middle of the library. To in need to care if anyone saw the way he pressed James hand between his legs, guiding the fingers into his pussy and thrusting against them.
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For now he let Jim guide his hand between his legs, fingers slipping quickly past the folds and plunging deep. He wasted no time in starting on a pace, fingers curling and spreading inside Jim, his free arm wrapping around his waist and pulling him into his lap, so he could keep kissing and licking at those hard, sensitive nipples.
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Volume control was not a concern for Jim, certainly not with James sucking at his breasts, with his fingers pushing in deep and fast. The sight that made certainly wasn’t a concern either, and anyone who came down the aisle would get quite the eyeful.
Jim tossed his head back, desperately bucking against James’ fingers, letting out pleading moans the more wet he became.
“James-! James, god - fuck me!”
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He felt so hot, it was almost as though he'd eaten one of the candies too. He'd wanted to tease Jim for a while, maybe eat him out and make him writhe and beg for more, but instead he was shoving his trousers down his thighs, just enough to pull out his cock. Without wasting a breath he rubbed the tip through Jim's folds, then he pressed into him, pulling him down onto his lap so he buried deep in one single movement. "Ah, shit!"
He groaned and gripped Jim's ass tightly, his other hand weaving through Jim's hair and gripping it in a tight fist, yanking hard on it.
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“Fuck, James!”
His knuckles turned white gripping the back of the chair, arching against James as pleasure swept through him. He hated to say he was grateful to this world for anything, but these candies giving him this form to experience - he might than it for that. For the chance to feel James buried inside of him like this, familiar and yet so different from their male couplings.
“Yes! Yes yes yes...” he mewled and panted, rolling his hips, pushing up and down to bounce in his lap, eyes fluttering at the sensation of James’ cock slipping in and out of him. “Yes! Yes, more!”
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James could only imagine how overwhelming it all was. It was overwhelming him already and he hadn't even taken anything. But fuck, he didn't give a shit anymore if anyone heard them. This time there was no demon that could kick them out if they tried, not until James was done making Jim come at least once.
"Oh, fuck. Yeah," he groaned, grabbing Jim's ass in a tight grip and guiding him to move urgently on top of him. Not that it looked like he needed the encouragement, he was already riding his cock pretty hard, and James reveled in the sensation of being surrounded by Jim's tight heat each time he came down on his lap, moans and grunts louder as he watched the way Jim moved desperately against him, breasts bouncing with each rise and fall of his hips. "Fuck, you're so tight... come on, hah..."
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Even if they had drawn a crowd, Jim wouldn’t have cared in the moment. All he had room for was James’ cock inside of him, his hands gripping him, the press of lips as they kissed or on his skin. It was far from the first time they had made love like this, but it felt new and exciting all over again, all consuming like their first night.
“So good-!” He panted, and quite frankly it was not even the aphrodisiacs talking. Even without their help he loved the feeling of James inside of him, the way James looked at him and praised him.
He reached back with one hand, bracing against the table as he rode hard, throwing his head back, breasts bouncing wildly on full display as he arched his back. His cries grew steadily louder as he felt his orgasm nearing, tightening around James’ length with every stroke. The whole library no doubt heard as James gave him the most intense pleasure he’d felt in a long time.
“FUCK JAMES!”
His hips snapped forward, screaming his name as he came, pulling James in deep. Thighs grew slick from the release, body giving and collapsing back against the table, whimpering and moaning, breasts quivering as he panted.
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James understood that feeling. He'd found the sensation of a cock buried deep in his pussy absolutely addictive, if nothing else then for the newness of it. And right now he was aching to give Jim just what he knew he needed, grabbing both his sides and holding him tightly as he snapped his hips hard against him, moans and grunts falling in tandem with each slap of skin on skin as he moved at a hard and desperate pace.
"Fuck, fuck, come, you're so fucking hot," James babbled, his voice eventually dissolving into a low, long groan when Jim came, muscles clenching even tighter around him. It was impossible to resist that urging, that temptation when Jim's body welcomed his thrusts so eagerly, so willingly. He pounded harder into his pussy, the table shifting beneath them with the sheer force of his thrusts, uncaring whether he hurt Jim as he pushed into that tightness until he came too with a loud, growled cry.
He shot his load deep into Jim, each thrust still hard and long as he spilled himself to the last drop, so Jim was completely full of him. There was a mess of their mingled fluids between their bodies but James didn't give a shit. He panted hard as he buried deep one last time, then stayed right there, reveling in the pulsing of Jim's tight muscles still clenching in spasms around him.
"Holy-- fuck, Jim..."
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James had never taken him quite like that, so rough and powerful and almost animal. He grasped the James, sobbing his name as James continued to pound into him, reigniting the waves of his orgasm. His pussy clenched and ached, drawing him deep, needing more of him. He didn’t care that they probably looked like a tableau out of a bad porno, that anyone who cared to could see him in the throes of passion.
James inside him was everything, filling him in a way not possible as a man. Not that he didn’t enjoy it as a man, of course, but this - fuck it was brilliant. She didn’t have the capacity to yell anything besides “Yes!” And “fuck yes”, throwing her hips against each thrust. When James finally came inside him he let out a cry to match, whimpering as his second orgasm flooded him. He lay on the table exhausted, pussy throbbing and thighs quivering.
“James... fucking... amazing...” he whimpered. “Oh fuck....” He gasped, a hot, wet mess on the table, a living symbol of James sexual prowess in the moment.
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His hands slipped up Jim's legs, gaze heavy on the spot where their bodies came together. His hips rocked forward minutely, cock shifting inside Jim and making more fluids spill out, making even more of a mess of him. Farther up his eyes landed on his heaving chest, large breasts shifting with each intake of air, his hands cupping them in a gentle but firm grip, teasing the already sensitive nipples. And the deep, sated flush on Jim's face just completed the scene to perfection.
"You look so good when you're in your fucked-out bliss," he murmured, grinning lazily, hands still playing with Jim's breasts. He didn't pull his cock out yet, but he knew he had to soon. "You ripped your shirt off, though... how are you going anywhere from here, hmm? Just gonna flash everyone those perky breasts like the needy little thing you are?"
He did have his jacket, though. Which, funnily enough, he hadn't even taken off yet. Jim was completely naked and he hadn't even removed a single piece of clothing in his heady rush to rail him against the table.
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"Depends," he purred, reaching down to grip the back of James' neck, pulling him down for a seering kiss. His immediate need was sated, but he could feel the aching need beneath it all, waiting for the last pulses of his orgasm to fade. "You gonna fuck me again?"
He bit at James' lip, smirking. Even with the need dampened for the moment, his mind was still focused on only one thing, he simply had a better vocabulary to voice it - for now.
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"Oh, you can absolutely count on it," he said, voice a little hoarse, biting on his lower lip and grunting as he bucked his hips against Jim, making sure he felt his cock shifting deep inside. "I'm not nearly done with you yet. But... I've got a feeling we're gonna get kicked out of here soon enough."
Bending his back, he dipped his head lower to lick and suck on Jim's nipples again. "But there are so many lovely places all over the hotel for me to fuck you... I'll do you anywhere. Fuck, where people can see us, so everyone knows how much you love my cock, how you just can't get enough of it. Everyone's gonna know you're mine."
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James possession, just his voice alone, made him moan. His cock thrusting in him made his pussy clench, grow slicker once again, primed for exactly what James promised. His body arched against the mouth teasing his nipples, still hard and rosy against James’ tongue.
“I don’t care where, I just want you to fuck me with that big dick of yours.”
Later, he would hide his face in embarrassment at such a statement, which belonged more in a bad porno and certainly not in a library where he was naked on a table. He would probably smack James for letting him say it and getting him into this mess in the first place.
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"Let's find a new spot," he decided, and with a few more kisses all over Jim's breasts he finally slipped out of him, wet heat leaving a mess of them both behind. Jim especially, he was a thoroughly fucked mess, and James couldn't resist the temptation to look down while keeping his legs spread open just to see that wet pussy clenching, fluids spilling once his cock was no longer filling it.
"Shit," he growled, hands clawing at Jim's thighs briefly, then he let his legs down, tucking himself into his trousers before he picked up Jim's jeans, starting to slip them back up his legs. "Come on. Let's put these back on."
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The loss of James made him whimper in disappointment and renewed need, the heat growing stronger now than he wasn’t filled. Moving sounded like both a brilliant idea and a terrible one. He was ready to mount James again right there, but what little part of his brain could push logic through said that they should go, they had already caused a big enough scene, that demons would come to throw them out anyways when they were done jerking off or whatever it was they did.
He pouted when James helped him back into his jeans. They didn’t irritate him so much, though he’d still prefer them off.
“Do I have to put my top on?”
His breasts still felt to sensitive to want the fabric back on, nipples to hard - the shirt wouldn’t hide them anyways. What he really wanted was for James to be sucking them again, or pinching them, or kneading them. Anything really. Perhaps not having the shirt would make that happen faster...
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"Well, I'm not gonna argue much with you on that," he said, shrugging dismissively without even glancing over to see where the top had landed. He had his jacket too, which should be looser and more comfortable, but since Jim didn't seem all that bothered with the thought of walking out of here half-naked... well, far be it from him to complain.
"You look just great like that," he murmured with a wide, warm smile, cupping Jim's face in his hands and tipping it up so he could kiss him. He didn't linger long, soon pulling away and taking Jim's hand so he could lead them out of the library, absolutely shameless even when he knew Jim's bare breasts would undoubtedly get the attention of both the demons and other sinners around.
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A happy flush pinked his cheeks and his breasts, smiling at his lover and kissing him back. James could be sweet when he wanted to, really, you just had to find it beneath all the growling and the threats to stab you. He slid off the table, breasts bouncing merrily before settling as he followed James back towards - well he didn't really know where, but somewhere. Somewhere fun he was sure. Because James had promised he would take care of him, and Jim believed James - especially when it came to things like this.
"So where are we going?" he asked, pressing up against James' arm, leaning over to playfully nip his ear.
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And he did say he didn't care where they went, so...
"I thought the lounge," he suggested casually, arm wrapping around Jim's waist, holding him close. His free hand roamed Jim's torso, cupping a breast and squeezing it lightly. "Not a lot of people around at this hour... not that I care even if we get an audience. I just want you..."
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