The other may have been trying to stand his ground, but his actions told an entirely different story. A slight, breathless moan escaped Jack's lips as Julian continued rutting against his evident arousal. "Something tells me yer ain't thinkin' about that right now." He hummed softly before letting out an amused chuckle at the younger man's attempts to gain the upper hand. The elder appreciated his partner's commitment to being in charge, but Jack wasn't a fan of prolonging the inevitable. "Yer never were any good at lying." For a few seconds, Julian caught the deputy off guard. His actions were swift and hurried, yet laced with a hunger neither of them had seen before. Whether it was born from their confessions of love or their mutual arousal, Jack couldn't be sure. Either way, he found himself struggling for words as the other embraced him feverishly and sank to the floor, his hands working desperately to tug at Jack's trousers. "Attaboy." A hand buried itself in the brown tresses of his coworker as saliva coated the throbbing head of his length. Jack had seen this sight before—Julian on his knees, ravenously trying to please the older man. He'd probably never admit it, but the first time he saw Julian like this was more than likely the moment he realised there was something more between them. "Thought yer said we were havin' a moment?" The deputy quipped before taking a step forward, his intentions clear as he silently urged Julian onward.
"I'm a fantastic liar." Julian scoffed as he wrapped his hand around Jack's shaft and stroked. He'd gotten good at it— curving and twisting his wrist in the right ways. He knew it not only because it felt more fluid and less jerky to him, but by the way Jack reacted compared to when he started. Even as Jack teased him, his breathing was ragged and desperate. It was as much of a turn on as it was encouragement. "Shut up," was all Julian managed to huff out before his mouth closed around Jack's cock, his head bobbing slowly down the length as he relaxed his whole body. Jack was familiar to him but now, and Julian was able to take the man to the back of his throat without gagging or coughing. He was also able to ease his tongue out so that each time his mouth slide down Jack's shaft, his tongue dragged along the underside in all the ways that made Jack shiver and moan. Eventually the saliva coated all of Jack, making it easier to slide up and down and to move faster. That was when Julian got onto his knees, his head bobbing steadily as he began to fuss with undoing his own pants. "Fuck," He panted as his lips came off Jack's cock with a sickening pop. Julian rubbing his palm over his lips, gathering the spit that hand pooled there onto the tips of his fingers before he moved his head back to Jack, lips closing around him again as his fingers slid into the back of his jeans and began to tease himself open.













