back on earth, you're waking up soon

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who jack + isaac
what happy birthday isaac
rating R
warnings slight age angst? and... birthday presents...

[Jack hadn't marked the calendar or anything. And he hadn't been planning for this day for months.

No really, he hadn't.

He'd just been casually thinking about it recently, ever since Isaac had mentioned it off-hand that his birthday was coming up. Jack had wrangled the exact date out of him, and then hadn't brought it up since.

December 20th dawned cold, the two of them tangled up in the blankets which had gotten rearranged approximately a million times throughout the night. They were active sleepers. They always would be. And the blankets were sad victims of their nightly wars.

Jack wakes up with his head on Isaac's chest, as usual, and he blinks and just lies there for a minute before remembering. He tilts his head up so that his face brushes under Isaac's jaw, leaving a few light kisses where his neck and jawline met.]

Hey.

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[ His mouth moves down a bit, presses along the line of Jack's jaw. He can feel the slight laugh, revels in it as Jack presses against him, teasing. His hips press forward into his hand, a soft sound rumbling in his throat.

There are no words, only the noises that Jack seems to encourage with his touch, the way his thumb skims along his hip, tugging away his underwear. ]

You're killing me--

[ He trails his mouth upwards, placing a line of kisses gradually up towards his ear, pressing one that isparticularly lingering, against his ear lobe. ]

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[Jack's other hand finds its way to Isaac's waist, and his hands slip underneath the waistband, thumbs hooking on the outside.]

Fine...

[He murmurs it in a low voice, grinning as Isaac lingers at his ear. Jack starts to slip Isaac's underwear down, fingers trailing along Isaac's hips and upper thighs.]

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[ Jack's fingers, close, skimming his skin bring him to pull his head back down, pressing kisses against his pulse. It's warm skin under his mouth, bringing his heart to race even more so. Every nerve beneath his flesh practically screams "touch touch touch touch" as his arousal is very much at attention.

Isaac's hands skim along Jack's skin, a smile forming at the edges of his lips. ]

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[He lets out a breath, almost a sigh, and he brings his hands up to stroke Isaac slowly, enjoying the feeling of Isaac's lips on his skin, their bodies pressed so close together.]

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[ Isaac hums quietly at that, Jack's fingers feel incredible around him, that steady stroking. His lips find Jack's one more time, kissing him with a mounting hunger the more he touches him. ]

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[Jack's... gotten better at this, but he's still a little hesitant, uncertain at times. Right now he's more confident, encouraged by Isaac's reaction and the renewed kissing.

His stroke gets a little faster, but not much. He's starting to have other ideas.]

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[ Isaac is just happily sated with the stroking, though as Jack speeds up a bit, his breaths also come a bit faster. Pulling back a bit from the kiss, his forehead rests against Jack's, eyes meeting his. ]

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[Jack meets Isaac's gaze, and he lingers there for a moment, just looking at him, then he grins and kisses his cheek, his jaw, his neck, slowly trailing down his chest, one hand following, tracing the lines of Isaac's muscles while the other continues stroking below.]

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[ He practically stretches beneath him with a sigh, every muscle in him going lax. It's an unusual feeling, relaxing to someone else's touch. The lips against the line of his jaw always draw a slight shiver from him, the same with the kiss against his chest.

His own hands move to slide over Jack's skin, the line of his shoulders the further he moves downwards. He strokes the line of his shoulders, eyes lulling shut. ]

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[And then Jack's mouth reaches Isaac's cock, and after just a brief moment's hesitation (you can do this, Jack), he presses the tip of his tongue against the bottom of it, trailing all the way up and circling the tip.]

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[ Isaac hums suddenly, fingers sliding into Jack's hair as he presses his tongue to his cock. He flicks his eyes down, feeling a warmth spreading a bit over his face when he does.

He has to really hold in the urge to just. Buck forward unexpectedly. It's a very strong feeling. ]

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[The feeling of Isaac's hand in his hair is nice, really nice, and the sound he's making is encouraging. He opens his mouth and takes Isaac in, lowering down slowly.]

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[ Oh--oh...

He breathes in deep through his nose, fingers rubbing slight circles into Jack's hair, egging him on just slightly. The warm heat of his mouth is enough to bring his eyes to tip back a bit, lips parted. ]

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[Jack goes down as far as he can before pulling back up slowly, one hand circling the base. When he reaches the tip he circles it slightly with his tongue again, his other hand tapping slightly nervously against Isaac's hip.]

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[ He feels that slight tap, reaches his free hand down to brush against Jack's knuckles. They trail down his fingers, find the space between and slightly rest there.

Don't worry.

Isaac groans loudly as Jack's tongue presses against the tip of him, bucking up slightly now. ]

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[He hums slightly in response, his shoulders relaxing a little, his tapping ceasing. He moves down and up again, a bit faster this time, establishing a rhythm.]

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[ It's a good one, something Isaac can keep up with in his head, breaths moving in time with how Jack's mouth moves against him. ]

Jack...

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[Jack answers by circling Isaac's tip with his tongue again before going a little faster.

He's done this before, a couple of times, but he's still not terribly experienced at it, not very confident. This time is better, though. He feels better about how well he's doing.]

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[ He knows Jack's inexperience first hand, really. But there's a certain progress that's come to him over time, even though it's far from perfect (and really, who is?) Isaac only encourages him more. What's wrong with a little confidence, especially if it feels good.

His fingers moves downwards, rub soft circles into the skin of Jack's neck and shoulders, his stomach tightening in that pleasured way. ]

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[Okay. He's doing all right. Isaac's hands on his shoulders feels good, and the knowledge that he's making Isaac happy feels good.

He keeps going. A little faster.]

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[ And a little faster just brings him that much closer. His hips jerk forward a bit more, brows drawing as he gets that much closer. The heat from Jack's mouth and the slick-slide wetness of his tongue is mounting incredibly and there's no doubt that he's nearly finished this way. ]

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[Jack's been with Isaac long enough that he knows how to recognize the signs by now. Just a little bit more now...]

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[ And it just takes a few more moments before he feels that slow, sweet ache, the sudden drawing of muscles, as he comes. ]

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[And Jack... catches it in his mouth, mostly because he's already there, and since there's nothing else to do with it, he swallows.

It's weird, but hey, the sheets aren't gross.

He had to brush his teeth anyway.

Jack lifts his head, looking at Isaac. That was okay, right?]

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[ No they're not, but god the sensation of feeling Jack's mouth tighten a bit, swallow. He breathes out sharply. fingers curling a bit in his hair and pressing into his skin now as his release comes to a stuttering halt, hips canting the air for a moment. ]

Fuck... God what...

[ He glances at Jack, fingers somewhat idly carding through his hair. ]

That was... amazing...