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[jasper-mcgregor]

I love you -- Quinsper

It had been the week from hell, but it was finally over. The men behind Felix's attack had been taken care of and Jasper could hopefully sleep better at night knowing they were gone. The methods he used on the attackers wasn't the approach Jasper usually took. It had been some time since Jasper had gotten his hands that dirty..and bloody. He was worried about telling Quincy the lengths he had gone to make sure the men suffered for their consequences. What if the submissive saw Jasper as a monster? What if he developed a fear towards the dominant. The thoughts ate away at the older man, making his gut twist around in knots. He couldn't lose Quincy. The submissive had taken full residence in Jasper's heart. The small time away from the younger blonde had impacted Jasper more than he realized. Not having him in their bed, wrapped tightly in the headguard's arms, left Jasper feeling hollow inside. There was no question, especially after this week, how the dominant felt about the sub. Jasper was madly in love with Quincy Webb. Now all he had to do was tell him. He had picked up Q from his room and had retreated them back to the safe haven of their villa. Once the door was closed, Jasper pulled Quincy into his arms. "C'mere." He murmured, kissing the submissive deeply, needing the closeness they shared.

[jasper-mcgregor]

PM@Q

I'm sorry I didn't have much time to see you today

[jasper-mcgregor]

Breaking In -- Chatzy -- Quinsper (03/01)

Quincy wrapped his arms around Jasper's waist, keeping his body as close to the other man's, needing the heat radiating from him. This new place was better then Quincy had imagined, to be honest he was expecting some dingy place that the government was barely funding. He'd also been worried that Jasper wouldn't be able to come and that maybe they'd be separated. Humming against the dominant's lips as their mouths molded together. As soon as things heated up between the pair, Quincy's need intensified. The submissive didn't think he could wait long. Grunting softly when his ass collided with the table he sighed softly. "Mm, you can have me wherever you want, J." He murmured with a small smirk forming on his lips.

Jasper smirked, reaching down to unsnap the button on Quincy's pants. "I know I can." He licked his bottom lip, leaning in close to nuzzle his face against the sub's cheek. "Because you're mine." He whispered roughly, pulling down Quincy's zipper quickly. Jasper trailed a series of kisses and nips down the submissive's lean torso, pinching Q's flat nipples between his teeth before moving down to his knees. He affectionately kissed the boy's pelvis and hips bones, slowly peeling down Quincy's pants as he did so. "I could never leave you." The dominant murmured, moving his mouth to kiss down the erect length of the sub's cock. Jasper dragged his hands up and down Quincy's thighs, sealing his lips around the stiff member, he lowered his head, taking the cock deep into his throat.

Quincy pressed his hips forward as Jasper unbuttoned his pants, his eyes refusing to leave Jasper's. A soft smile spread on his face at the sweet nuzzle, the words coming after making his smile widen. "All yours, J." his voice gravely with need. Blood beginning to heat up under his skin as the dominant began to kiss at his warm skin. Closing his eyes and just relishing in the feeling of the older man's lips on his skin, soft sighs leaving his lips. Quincy's hand found it's way into Jasper's hair, fingertips dragging lightly against Jasper's scalp. "Please don't...I need you Jasper." he replied in a whisper. His throat caught in his breath as Jasper's mouth was on his hardening cock, the submissive's head falling back slightly. "God, J. So good." he murmured, hips jutting forward.

Jasper couldn't express enough how much he wanted to keep Quincy in his life. He knew the sub was close to level 4 and with the rule changes, Quincy would be available to claimed once he reached that level. It was never anything they spoke about. It was obvious Jasper wanted to be with Quincy and Quincy felt the same for Jasper. He focused back on on the boy in front of him, sucking hard and firm on the throbbing length in his mouth. He slipped a hand behind the sub, pressing his fingers between Quincy's cheeks to rub his middle finer around the boy's tight hole. His blue eyes flickered up at the younger male, watching him as Jasper took the whole cock into his mouth, swallowing greedily around the head.

Quincy knew that his need for Jasper went further than sexual things. Whenever they were just hanging around and playing chess of cooking together, Quincy found it impossible to be anything less than happy. He didn't want to imagine a life without Jasper, he couldn't. The pair hadn't exactly talked about their future together, but Quincy knew that he needed Jasper in his. Fingers tightened in the dominant's hair as the man took his cock deeper into his mouth. A deep moan slipping from his mouth as he felt the finger press at his hole. "J...as fucking amazing as this feels, I need you inside of me. I need you now." He huffed out, biting into his bottom lip roughly, eyes clenched shut.

Jasper pushed his finer inside the sub's tight body, teasing a second finger around the hole. Something about the way Quincy pleaded to have the dominant inside him sent chills up Jasper's spine. It was like the sub couldn't function right if he didn't get fucked by the older man. He gave the dominant a sense of power he never felt before. He wanted to be that one to fill Quincy's needs. Always. Jasper popped his mouth free from the slick cock, rising back up to his feet. He cupped a hand to the blonde's neck, kissing him roughly, tongues clashing wildly together, the other hand still working Quincy's entrance open. "Gotta open you up first, Q. I don't wanna hurt you." Jasper whispered, plunging the second finger inside Quincy.

Quincy rolled his hips slightly as the older man's finger pressed into him and a soft sigh left his lips. He had never had such raw sexual need for someone before Jasper, he couldn't bother to care that he looked desperate, because he was desperate at times, desperate for the dominant. Quincy wanted nothing more then to spend time with the other man in any way that he could and it always felt nice to know that Jasper felt the same way, that things weren't one sided. His hands gripped at Jasper's hips when the man stood up again, their lips meeting once more. Pulling away from the other man's lips, Quincy kissed along Jasper's jaw and down his throat, nipping at the man's pulse point. He moaned softly against the skin. "Don't..don't worry about me. I can handle it."

Jasper leaned his head to the side, thrusting his fingers in and out of the narrow opening. Sometimes Jasper wondered if Quincy wanted for pain in the bedroom. He always was so eager to be fucked, even before Jasper had the chance to get him ready. He loved it rough and never showed any signs of wanting anything different. Jasper swooped his hand under Quincy's thighs, sweeping him onto the table. The dominant moved between the younger male's legs, tugging Q's pants away. He looked at the nude boy in front of him for a moment, taking in the beautiful sight. Jasper slid his hands down Quincy's sides, nails slightly digging into the subs's skin. "Do you want more pain, Q? Do you like it when it hurts?"

Quincy kept his lips attached to Jasper's skin, moving down to kiss his collar bone, and leaving light marks on him. His body heating up as the moment did. Wrapping his arms around the dominant's neck when he moved Quincy to the table, a shiver slipping down his spine as the cool air hit his warm skin. His eyes falling closed for a moment as Jasper racked his nails down Quincy's side. Swallowing thickly at the questions not sure how to answer them for a second. "I...yes. Sometimes." he replied softly, "It helps me just get of my own head..." It was true, sometimes he over thought and it would help him let everything go, though he hadn't admitted that to anyone before.

Jasper smiled gently back at Quincy, tracing his knuckles over the back of the sub's cheek. "It's okay, Q. I don't mind. As long as that is what you want, I don't mind giving it to you. But I want you to have a safeword if it's too much." Jasper wasn't opposed to being rougher with Quincy. He knew his limits on pain and felt confident Quincy trusted the dominant to take care of him properly after. The dom slid his hands into the blue-eyed male's short locks, gripping hard to his roots, Jasper yanked the boy's head back. "My boy wants to play rough, does he?" Jasper smirked, tugging Quincy off the table by his hair, the dominant flipped Q around pressed his cheek into the surface of the hard table. He released Quincy's hair, roughly dragging his nails down the submissive's back. "Spread your legs." Jasper ordered, delivering a sharp and painful blow to Quincy's backside.

Quincy let the breath go that he didn't know he'd been holding in when Jasper said he would. He trusted the older man enough to do this kind of things with and he trusted that Jasper would stop when Quincy asked and that was weird for the submissive, to trust someone so wholly. "My safeword is maple, but I think I'll be okay." he murmured. The sub knew that the dominant would take care of him after, he always did. "Yes, yes he does, Sir." he whispered back only loud enough for the older man to hear. A grunt leaving his lips as Jasper tugged on his hair. Huffing out a breath as he was flipped around. Placing his palms flat down on the table and biting into his lip roughly as the sting from the blow turned into a comfortable burn.

Jasper squeezed the red hand print on Quincy's backside. "Like it that, Q?" Jasper asked, reaching with his other hand to stroke his already stiff cock. The dominant leaned back, bringing his hand all the way back before bringing it down with a sharp thwack. The meat of his hand burned, but it felt good. It felt like he had the power to bring these sensations to Quincy. The boy made him feel more dominant than he ever had. Jasper spit down on his cock, coating his throbbing cock with his warm saliva. He spread the sub's cheeks apart, pushing the head of his cock against the puckered opening. He inched his head past the tight entrance until he popped his thick tip past the right of muscles. "Jesus, Q." Jasper grunted, sliding both hands to rest ont he submissive's hips. "Remember to breathe." The dominant replied, pulling his hips back before he snapped them forward, driving his aching shaft deep inside the lean boy.

Quincy hissed out quietly when Jasper gripped where he had just smacked, though still the sting only turned Quincy on even more. "Fuck. Just like that." he breathed out softly, licking over his bottom lip. Grunting as Jasper's hand made contact with his ass again, the sub tried to hold back a whimper that threatened to fall. Quincy cleared his head and just lost himself in the pain and pleasure that spread through his body from Jasper. He felt his cock twitch between his legs when the dominant pushed the tip of his cock agains't Quincy's tight hole. His fingers curling into fists since he had nothing to hold on to, before he gripped the side of the table. "God, J..." the words trailed off when the older man began to thrust forcefully into the submissive. "Fuck me so good."

Jasper held tight to Quincy's hips, letting his head drop back as he started pumping his rigid girth hard and fast. He clenched his teeth together, groaning deep in his chest at the way the sub's inner walls hugged around his darting cock. His blunt nails dug into Quincy's skin, jerking the blonde's body with the forceful thrusting of his sturdy hips. "Mine...fucking mine." Jasper growled, tunneling his length deep into the tight hole, grinding it as Jasper slid his hand into Quincy's hair, curling his fingers around the sandy blonde locks. He yanked Q off the table by his hair, keeping his free hand to the sub's hip. "Say it..say you're mine." The dominant groaned, the skin of his pelvis smacking into the taut muscles of Q's backside with each powerful stroke.

Quincy gripped the table as tightly as he could, his heart pounding in his ribcage as Jasper continued to pump his cock roughly and deeply into his body. Pleasure spread through his body and he was too far gone for words, only moans leaving his lips. He could almost feel the red lines appearing on his back as the dominant dragged his nails down his skin. God he loved hearing Jasper call Quincy his, the word went straight to his gut. Panting at this point, Quincy reached his hand down to grasp Jasper's thigh when he was pulled up, needing the contact with the dominant. "I'm all yours, J. Your boy. Yours." he rambled, rolling his hips back as best as he could, feeling a familiar heat coiling in the pit of his stomach.

Jasper was pulling on Quincy's hair so tightly, the dominant wouldn't be surprised if he had pull a few hairs from the roots. Quincy was appearing to take well to the rough handling, whimpering helplessly as the older male drilled his throbbing girth into the sub's tight hole. "Keep moaning, Q." Jasper growled against the submissive's ear, sinking his teeth into the warm skin of Quincy's shoulder blades. He jerked his hips upwards, pounding his shaft between the blonde's ass cheeks with nothing but brute force. His groans mixed in with the sub's whimpers, filling the room. "Put you hands on the table. Don't cum yet, good boy." Jasper ordered, releasing Quincy's hair as he gripped the top of the submissive's shoulders, leaning back to ready the next round of fierce thrusts.

Quincy was enjoying every single second of this moment, the rough grip in his hair and the relentless pounding into his body. Loving that Jasper would do this with him, pleasure running through him. A low groan vibrated in his chest as Jasper bit down on his shoulder, the noise turning into moan from each new forceful thrust from the older man. Biting roughly into his bottom lip and reluctantly released his grip from Jasper's thighs and he placed his hands on the table and curled his fingers around the side of the table. Quincy swallowed thickly trying to keep his orgasm at bay though with each thrust it was becoming more and more difficult.

Jasper waited until Quincy had gripped the edges of the table, moan after moan leaving his beautiful mouth. He couldn't get over how arousing it was to watch the submissive lose himself to Jasper's aggressive actions. If Quincy wanted to have sex like this often, Jasper would give into the boy in a heartbeat. Once the sub had taken his grip, the dark haired male slammed his stiff girth inside Quincy's body. "Love fucking you, Q..." Jasper panted roughly, digging his blunt nails into Quincy's skin as he lost himself into his thrusts, pleasure overwhelming every inch of his aching cock. The dominant moved his arms around Quincy's waist, breathing heavily on the boy's back. "Does my boy need to cum?" He grunted, grinding his girth deep inside Quincy's tight body.

Quincy felt himself get lost in each powerful thrust and he knew that he'd feel this for a while and that is exactly what he wanted. He liked it rough, loved it actually, especially with Jasper, he loved how the dominant would just take control and Quincy didn't have to think. His eyes clenched closed as the older man pounded into him without abandonment that left the submissive panting. He moaned softly at Jasper's words, "Love you fucking me, J. Shit." The burn of Jasper's nails on his skin sent shudders if slight pain turning into pleasure through his body in a moment. "Please, please can I cum, Sir." he whimpered softly, his voice cracking slightly needing release. "Please." his body craving it.

Jasper felt a shudder run through him at Quincy's begging. He kissed the boy's back feverishly, the emotions stirring inside Jasper for the blonde submissive in his arms was more intense and real than anything he had felt in awhile. The pair fit so perfectly together that is was almost scary. Not even the age difference between them was an issue. There wasn't another submissive that Jasper could picture himself desiring and craving like he did Quincy. "I'll make you cum, my beautiful boy." Jasper growled, pulling his cock abruptly from the boy's hole. The dominant flipped the blue-eyed male around, lifting him off his feet and slamming his back against the surface of the table. Jasper eased his thick shaft back inside Quincy's gaping entrance, grasping the sub's rigid girth with his other hand. "Legs around me...don't hold back, Q." The dom commanded, jerking off Quincy's cock in his hand, bucking his hips wildly into his gorgeous boy.

Quincy was reduced to a mess of groans and grunts as the dominant worked Quincy's body so perfectly. Every time the pair got intimate, Quincy realized how much he felt for Jasper. How strongly he felt attached to the older man and how much he needed Jasper. The other man showed Quincy that he could trust again and he had to admit he trusted Jasper more then he ever thought that he would trust anyone again. He didn't want to be without Jasper and he wanted to be the dominant's completely. He knew his need for Jasper wouldn't fade. A soft whimper left his lips as the dominant pulled out of him, in a swift moment he was on his back. Wrapping his arms around Jasper's neck and pulling the older male closer to him. Pressing his lips roughly against the other's wanting to be as connected to the other man as he could. "Fucking hell, J." he cried out against Jasper's lips as his orgasm ripped through him.

Jasper sealed his lids shut, thrusting his tongue into Quincy's mouth as the submissive grabbed the older male for a heated kiss. The dominant's hand felt stiff the quicker he stroked the throbbing cock in his hand. He didn't let up, determined to bring Quincy to the brink of ecstasy. Jasper felt his own release nearing soon, a coiling sensation tightening up in his full balls. Quincy broke the wet kiss, crying out with desire as his thick load erupted from his bulbous tip, spattering across the boy's sculpted abs. "Fuck, Q..my good boy." Jasper huffed, teeth clenching together as Quincy's inner walls spasmed around the dom's rigid cock. He cupped the side of Quincy's head, curling his fingers into the boy's hair. "You're mine Quincy Webb." Jasper growled, crashing their lips together as the older man's hot seed spurted inside the blonde's tight hole.

Quincy pushed one of his hands into Jasper's hair feeling the soft locks between his fingers. Molding his mouth to Jasper's, biting down gently on Jasper's bottom lip. Pleasure flowed through Quincy's body and he lost himself in that feeling, opening his eyes again to meet the older man's. The praise coming from the dominant made the submissive feel like he was worth something, and never had Quincy felt like that about the words 'good boy'. Holding onto Jasper's shoulder's as he thrusted into him, Quincy let out a soft pleased moan feeling the older man's thick seed fill him up. Panting, he huffed out, "That's all I wanna be, yours." His hands slid down Jasper's arms and then rested on the table as he tried to regain his breathing, body going lax.

Jasper dropped his forehead to rest against Quincy's, his breath uneven and shaky after he practically exploded his release inside the beautiful sub. "You are mine, Q." Jasper whispered between them, softly kissing the boy's swollen lips. The dominant gave the boy a few slow final thrusts, spilling every last drop until his cock was spent. Groaning low in his chest as his shaft slipped out of the younger male, Jasper tunneled his hands under Quincy's back, lifitng him off the table. "I wanna hold my boy in our bed." The dark haired dom sealed his lips to the blonde's holding Quincy in his arms as he walked them to their bedroom. Jasper carefully sat on the bed, still brushing his lips over Q's, finding it nearly impossible to pull away. He pulled them down to the bed, pulling Quincy into his chest, gently stroking the submissive's marked back. "I'm yours, Q." Jasper murmured low, kissing the crown of Quincy's head.

Quincy licked over his bottom lip and a soft smile passed over his face, his eyes never leaving Jasper's. The whispered words made something inside of Quincy flip, and that reaction proved to the sub how much he liked to hear them. Meeting Jasper's lips and letting out a soft breath when the older male pulled his cock from Quincy. Curling his arms around the dominant's neck when he was picked up, thankful for not having to move much. Kissing gently at Jasper's neck, murmuring "Your boy wants that too." One of his hands toying with the hair on the back of Jasper's neck as their lips were locked once more. His body relaxing against Jasper's, completely spent, Quincy pressed a kiss to the middle of the brunette's chest while his fingertips drew mindless patterns on Jasper's shoulder. "All mine," he said smiling lightly.

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Yours -- Chatzy -- Quinsper (2/7)

Jasper moved with a quickness to reach Quincy's room. He couldn't explain the feeling he had when Jasper walked into his condo and didn't find the submissive there waiting for him. The space felt empty. Jasper felt empty. A series of texts exchanged between the two men had suddenly changed how the dominant viewed whatever the relationship was between the two. It wasn't just about the sex, though it was the most intense sex Jasper had known, his feelings towards the witty blonde had developed over the time they spent together. Nights staying in, watching movies, making each other dinner, games of chess when Quincy couldn't sleep. It was genuine time that made their bond closer. He wanted Quincy in a possessive way that made him cringe at the idea of another dominant having him. In Jasper's mind, Quincy was his good boy. Only his. He reached the younger male's room, knocking quickly against the wood grain. He planted his hands on either side of the frame, gripping firm to the wood as he waited patiently to have Quincy in his arms again.

Quincy didn't know exactly why he did it, there was so many contributing factors. He liked it too much, liked Jasper too much. He liked the way Jasper would hold him tightly, the things that they did together that could be considered mundane to some, but only made Quincy feel closer to the man. It scared him, the submissive didn't want to let himself trust only for it to be ripped to shreds yet again. Jasper was different, he realized that now, he realized he shouldn't have left, deep down he knew it right as he got to his room, but it was hard to admit out loud or to Jasper himself. Jasper wasn't going anywhere and Quincy had to believe it, it was true. The submissive wanted the other man as much as he could, in any way he could. Quickly after the last text message to Jasper, Quincy got to his feet and waited by the door. Hearing the knock, the boy ripped open the door, closed it behind him right away and wrapped his arms tightly around Jasper's neck.

Jasper looked up to see Quincy slamming the door hard behind him, swinging his arms around Jasper's neck, pulling their bodies together. "Q.." The dominant sighed, leaning in to seal with lips together. Jasper wrapped his arms around the sub's waist, shuffling them away from the door and into the middle of the hallway. He deepened the kiss, trying to ignore how hard he was growing under the zipper of his jeans. He couldn't control his body around the younger male. The way Quincy acted when they were caught up in the moment was intoxicating. Jasper bit down into Quincy's bottom lips, pressing their foreheads together. "We gotta get back to the condo." He whispered quickly, crashing their lips back together.

Quincy pressed his body tightly against Jasper, craving the feeling of being close to the older man. He looked up at Jasper, biting roughly into his bottom lip before they connected with the dominant's. Humming softly into his lips, Quincy's head was swimming, forgetting whatever thoughts that had been plaguing him before and caring only about the man in front of him. Quincy's fingertips slid into Jasper's hair and tangled into the soft brown locks. Groaning softly at the bit to his lips, the submissive's hips jutted forward into Jasper's, the boy's body so reactive to Jasper. "But J," he murmured against the dominant's lips, "The condo is so far away. I...I need you now." His eyes shutting closed immediately as their lips were connected again.

Jasper knew the head guard wasn't making a good example by having sex in the hallways of Bellona, but the need in Quincy's voice made it impossible to resist the offer. He didn't think they would make it back to the condo anyways. Jasper ached to be inside the submissive, owning the boy's body like he belonged to him. Jasper moved Quincy across the hallway, roughly pushing the blonde hard against the wall. He tugged away at the submissive's shirt, feverishly kissing along the boy's neck and collarbone. "Say it again, Q." He worked his hands over Quincy's button and zipper, trailing his lips down the front of the younger male's chest. "Say that you're mine again." He eased Quincy's pants down, palming the sub's cock as Jasper moved down to his knees.

Quincy wasn't sure if Jasper would be into sex in the hallway, but the overwhelming need that spread through Quincy was hard for him to keep at bay. Quincy wanted him here and now and he didn't care who saw or who didn't, it didn't matter. Moving along with the dominant's body and groaning out as his back connected with the wall, Quincy licked over his bottom lip. Goosebumps erupted on his skin as his shirt was pulled from his body, his heart beating faster in his rib cage. Soft moans escaping his lips when the dominant's lips were attached to his skin, working the submissive's sweet spots. "I'm yours, J." Quincy whispered pressing his crotch more into Jasper's hand. "All fucking yours." Quincy lost himself in the words, wanting Jasper inside him and filling him so perfectly, owning his body.

Jasper roughly tugged down Quincy's underwear, sighing when the sub's cock was finally in few. He ran his hands up and down the sides of the sub's thighs, moving both hands to wrap around the boy's stiff cock. "Fuck.." He groaned, wrapping his lips around the head of Quincy's shaft. Jasper bobbed his head back and forth, firmly stroking the blonde's rigid length in his palm. He wanted to pleasure the boy, adore him, take care of him, have him in his bed every night. Some things Jasper wasn't sure what he wanted for his future, but he knew he wanted Quincy in it. His blue eyes flickered up to the younger male, watching his reaction as he enveloped Quincy's entire shaft into his mouth.

Quincy ran his hands through Jasper's hair as the dominant's hands slid over his thighs, a shiver slipping down his spine. His hips stuttering forward and a light moan falling from his lips when the older man grasped his hard length. "J..." his voice trailed off. Eyes fluttering closed as Jasper began to pump him, Quincy bit into his lip roughly. His mind was clouded and it was hard for him to think about anything else besides the man working his body like he'd known it forever. Fingers curling tightly in the brunette's locks, opening his eyes and watching as the man took his cock fully into the warm depths of his mouth. "Oh god, J." he moaned out, blunt fingernails running through Jasper's hair and his hips thrusting forward slightly.

Jasper knew this was risky, on his knees, a submissive's shaft deep in his mouth. He could have easily carried Quincy back to the condo and taken him in the bed, but a part of him wanted people to hear what they were doing. Maybe even take a glance out their door. He wanted people to know that Quincy was his, even if they had only expressed that commitment in words. He slid one hand around Quincy's backside, working his fingers around the boy's hole until his digit was pushed all the way into the knuckle. He moved his head at a steady pace, not wanting to suck hard enough to make the boy cum. Jasper grazed his teeth carefully over the smooth head, still pumping it in his fist. "You want to fuck my mouth, Q?" Jasper may have been a dominant, but he also wanted to see Quincy take his own power and control over the older male. He wanted this to be a balance between them and he hoped Quincy would want the same.

Quincy was having a hard time keeping his noises quiet since they were in the hallway. After a few moments he didn't even care, Quincy wanted people to hear him, to hear how amazing he felt. His eyes widened as he felt the older man's finger press into his tight hole. He was torn between thrusting his hips forward or rolling them back to feel the dominant's fingers deeper. Pleasure spread through his body quickly and Quincy bit hard into his bottom lip. Shuddering from the feeling of teeth graze over the tip of his cock. "Fuck yes, J." He wasn't sure at first, but since Jasper offered, the submissive had to take it. Fingers tightening in Jasper's hair keeping the man's head in place as his ups rocked forward roughly in a continuous pace, eyes clenching shut from the pleasure running through his body.

Jasper relaxed his jaw, thrusting his finger in and out of Quincy's tight heat. He massaged the sub's balls in his other hand, groaning deep as the round tip of Quincy's shaft kept bumping into the back of the dominant's throat. He couldn't take his eyes off the boy. Jasper was thoroughly enjoying the sight of Quincy using his power to own Jasper's mouth. He wondered if the submissive would ever be into the idea of being the one to top Jasper. He wanted both to have each other in the most primal way he knew. Tonight he would own Quincy's body. Tonight he was going to make Quincy his.

Quincy felt in pure bliss, his breathing was becoming more and more shallow as he thrusted his hips forward, the tip of his cock bumping into the back of Jasper's throat. His eyes opened once more to meet the dominant's eyes. "Jasper..." his voice cracked. The submissive needed the older man in any possible way that he could have him. "I need you..I need you to fuck me, J." he whimpered out, "Please." Hands brushing through Jasper's hair. Quincy wanted to be connected to the dominant fully, couldn't get anymore connected then the man's cock buried deep inside of Quincy. He pulled his member from Jasper's mouth and tugged lightly on his hair.

Jasper sighed a ragged breath as Quincy pulled away his slick cock. Jasper grunted at the tug to his hair. "My boy needs me, does he?" Jasper used one hand to pull Quincy's ass away from the wall. His finger still deep in the submissive, Jasper added another digit, stretching the fingers open inside Quincy, opening him up for the dominant's shaft. He kissed feverishly at Quincy's skin, nipping at the flesh of his thighs, flicking his tongue over the thick tip. He slowly rose to his feet, curling his fingers inside younger male. "Fuck..always so tight for me." Jasper smirked. "Kick off your pants." The dom ordered. After Quincy free himself of his jeans, Jasper thrust his fingers harder. "From behind? Or do you want to watch me as I fuck you hard, Q?"

Quincy was panting and he tried to steady his breathing when his cock slipped out from between Jasper's slips. "Yes J, your boy needs you." he replied in a murmur, his voice quiet. The fingers thrusting into his hole pulled a low moan from Quincy's throat. His hips moving to feel them deeper. "Just for you, Sir." Quincy let out, eyes still locked on Jasper's. Maneuvering himself slightly to be able to kick his jeans away from his body, then his back arching as the older man pressed his fingers harder in and out of the submissive. His arms curling around Jasper's neck and crashing his lips to the other's humming against them. "From behind, fuck me into the wall J."

Jasper pushed his fingers as deep as they could go, yanking Quincy closer to him. "I love hearing you talk like that." Jasper growled, grabbing the sub's nape with his free hand, he yanked the boy to his lips, kissing him deeply as he fucked Quincy with his thick fingers. His heart was pounding heavy in his chest. He could barely catch his breath as he kiss, but Jasper couldn't pull away. Tongues, lips and teeth clashed together, the sounds of their moans flooding into the hallway. He tugged his fingers away, running his hands over the sub's body before he grasped the lean boy's hips, twisting him around and pushing him back up against the wall. "Hands behind you back." Jasper ordered firm, hastily tugging down his pants and underwear past his hips. He grabbed the head of his cock, spitting softly on the throbbing member, Jasper slid his saliva over his thick length. The dominant eased the plumb-like head against the puckered hole. He pushed the tip inside, pressing Quincy into the wall, Jasper leaned forward, filling the sub up fully.

Quincy groaned out as Jasper thrust his fingers deep inside the submissive, a shudder slipping down his body. "God, J." he whispered softly, almost barely audible. Quincy pressed his body tightly to Jasper as the dominant's fingers pumped in and out of him roughly. Lips pressed tightly to Jasper's not wanting any space between the two men. Whimpering softly as he withdrew his fingers, not liking the empty feeling left. Turning with a grunt, his hands going right behind his back as he was ordered, clenching his fingers into fists. Pressing his cheek to the wall and closing his eyes as the dominant slid his stiff member into his tight hole. A deep moan vibrating through his chest and Quincy pressed his hips backward. "Fuck." he whispered biting roughly into his bottom lip.

Jasper couldn't help but find this so erotic. Jasper was still fully clothed, his shaft buried all the way inside Quincy, and the submissive was naked, pinned against a wall with little control over his body. Fantasies were filling his head, but he pushed them to the side and focused on the moment he was in now. The dominant pressed his chest into Quincy's back, hovering over his ear, the tip of his cock nudging into the boy's prostate. "I could fuck you every night." Jasper groaned, pulling his hips back, then forward again. "Make you cum hard." He sighed roughly, sliding his hands down to grasp the sub's hips. "Make you mine." Jasper growled the last word. Leaning back, he dug his fingertips hard into Quincy's skin as he started forcefully thrusting into the blonde sub.

Quincy did his best to keep his hands behind his back, just wanting to grab hold of Jasper anywhere his could manage. It was making his moment even hotter with his hands forced behind him. Quincy was never one that was into relinquishing control, it came down to his trust issues, but with Jasper, he'd let the man do absolutely anything to him, he'd give up his control. Quincy squirmed slightly as the dominant's cock pressed on his prostate, his breathing shallow. "You should..." he murmured then turning into a soft moan. "Make me yours, J." he whispered only loud enough for Jasper to hear him, "I wanna be yours." Clenching his fingers in tighter fists as the dominant started pounding into him roughly.

Jasper knew Quincy wanted to touch the dominant, but Jasper liked holding the sub back sometimes. To watch his fingers clench with need, the muscles in his arms, rippling with tension, it was something Jasper couldn't take his eyes off of. His blue eyes blinked rapidly, fighting off the urge to let them roll into the back of his head. The boy fit him so snug, so tight. Every ridge of Jasper's shaft could be felt pressed firm to the blonde's inner walls. "Jesus, Q.." He moaned low, going from quick, rapid pumps to hard, bone rattling thrusts. His pelvis smacked roughly into Quincy's backside, time after time again. He pounded away into the younger male, knowing Quincy wanted this, knowing Quincy loved it. He slid a hand away from one of Quincy's hips, moving it upwards to grab a dense chunk of the submissive's hair. He yanked Quincy away from the wall, bringing the boy's ear to his mouth. "You're...mine.." He growled, slamming his cock into the blonde's tight hole after each word.

Quincy bit into his bottom lip sharply, enough to draw a little blood, his body shuddering with the pleasure that spread through him with each thrust of Jasper's strong hips. The stretch from Jasper's thick girth becoming a familiar feeling to Quincy, a feeling he wanted to have all the time. Each thrust pulled another sound from Quincy, unable to hold them back any longer, his movements and sounds out of his control at this point. Clasping his hands together tightly behind his back so he wouldn't be tempted to move them, the submissive let out a strangled breath. "Fucking hell." he groaned, Jasper's cock rubbing relentlessly against Quincy's prostate, eyes shutting from the pleasure. The words echoed in his brain and he they made something inside of him stir. "All yours, Sir." he spoke, his breathing becoming a pant.

Jasper wasn't just saying these words in the heat of the moment. He truly wanted Quincy as more than just someone he had amazing sex with. The pair clicked from the first moment they met. Jasper, at first, tired to ignore how attracted he was to the younger male, but when they first kissed...Jasper knew getting Quincy Webb out of his system was going to prove to be rather difficult. The dominant released his hold on the sub's hair, pressing his cheek back against the wall. Jasper moved in closer, grinding his length in and back out again. He kissed along the boy's shoulder blades, reaching a hand around the front of Quincy to grasp the submissive's stiff cock. He wondered for a moment about the mess that was going to be left behind if Quincy released himself in front of the wall. Jasper leaned next to his ear, nipping at Quincy's lobe. "Do you want to cum in my mouth, Q?"

Quincy tried and tried to push the feelings he had for Jasper deep down, thinking maybe one day they'd just disappear. Though the exact opposite occurred, with each passing day and time he spent with the man, those feelings just kept rising back up again. It was scary for Quincy, he didn't want history to repeat itself, especially not with Jasper. He wanted Jasper, really wanted him. And it was becoming more apparent to the submissive that the dominant felt the same way. A grunt falling from his lips as his cheek met the wall again, the familiar warm feeling began to pool in the pit of his stomach. Hips stuttering forward slightly as the man took hold of his hard shaft. "Oh fuck, yes, J."

Jasper kept his lips over Quincy's ear. "Don't cum yet, Q." He smirked, pressing soft kisses down the slope of the sub's neck, jolting his hips into the boy's backside. Jasper leaned his forehead into Quincy's spine, breathing hotly against the skin of the younger male's back. His hand pumped Quincy's shaft with a few more steady strokes before moving to rest his hands on the tops of the submissive's shoulders. He usually preferred that it was Quincy who finished first, but he knew that it wouldn't change the feeling of the moment if Jasper was the one to experience his orgasm first. Jasper leaned back, bucking his shaft roughly in and out of the squeezing hole. "My good boy...all for me." Jasper growled, jerking his hips with only a few more thrusts before he felt a rush of heat zip up the length of his cock, spilling his warm seed inside the boy's tight body.

Quincy whimpered softly at the command, his release was approaching quickly, but he would do his best to keep it at bay. His skin tingled under the man's lips, his body so reactive to simple touches and actions Jasper did to him, and Quincy couldn't get enough. His heart beating wildly in his chest from the pleasure spreading through him like wildfire, the firm strokes to his hard cock and Jasper's thick girth rubbing relentlessly at his prostate. Rolling his hips backwards and grinding back on the dominant's cock trying to get the older man to his orgasm quickly. The words that tumbled from Jasper's lips made Quincy's head swim in the best possible. "Your good boy." he murmured back only loud enough for Jasper to hear. Letting out a soft groan as he felt the dominant's thick seed full his hole.

Jasper rest his chest against Quincy's back, the heavy beat of his heart pounding on the sub's skin. He didn't stop rocking his hips until every last drop of his cum had oozed from his tip. Jasper pried his fingernails from Quincy's hips, pressing a gentle kiss to the sub's nape. "Mine..." He would never tire of saying it. What he felt towards Quincy perhaps wasn't love yet, but he knew he wanted the boy to himself and he wanted Quincy to feel the same way. Jasper hadn't even batted an eyelash at another submissive. Why would he when he had a perfect one in his bed every night? "I love fucking you, Q. Too much." The dominant chuckled as he eased his spent cock from the blonde's hole. He turned himself so Jasper was against the wall and Quincy was looking back at him. He grabbed the boy by the nape, tugging him hard to the dom's lips. The kiss was greedy, tongues clashing together hotly. "Fuck my mouth till you cum, my Q. Fuck it as hard as you want" Jasper growled, giving a quick bite to Quincy's bottom lip before he lowered to his knees, mouth open for the boy's shaft.

Quincy arched his back as Jasper continued to rock his hips, loving the feeling of Jasper's cum filling him up, rolling his hips back against Jasper. A shudder slipped down his spine at the one word that fell from Jasper's lips, that word that never ceased to make him feel special inside. "Yours." he replied back in a whisper. Quincy had never thought that he would ever be able to get attached to someone so quickly and now that he was it scared him. But it didn't scare him enough to actually pull away from the dominant even though he had thought about it. He couldn't he felt too strongly about the other man. "I love you fucking me, J. I can't get enough." A small groan escaped his lips as Jasper pulled his cock from Quincy's hole. Placing one of his palms on the wall in front of him, the other hand guiding his cock past Jasper's lips. Grasping the older man's hair with his free hand, he began to pump his hips roughly.

Jasper let his jaw relax, grasping to the lean muscles of Quincy's thigh. He wanted a part of Quincy inside him. The idea of the boy claiming Jasper in his own way as well made that bond just that much stronger. The dominant dragged his nails up and down the taut skin of the sub's legs, groaning low vibrations over the head of Quincy's cock as it darted between his lips. He wanted to encourage the submissive on, tell him he was being a good boy, but that would wait until later. Now it was about Quincy getting the release he needed and feel his warm seed melt on the dominant's tongue.

Quincy bit into his roughly and continued to rock his hips quickly, his hear beating in his ribcage, his grip in Jasper's hair was tighter as he felt himself get closer and closer to the edge. "Fucking hell, Jasper." he groaned. A few moments of pumping his throbbing cock in and out of the wet depths of Jasper's lips. Pressing his hips forward and clenched the dominant's hair and let his release rip through him, moaning out Jasper's name in a gravelly tone. "Jesus christ, J." he groaned, pulling his shaft from Jasper's mouth. running his hands slowly throw the man's hair.

Jasper swallowed greedily at the warm seed that flowed down the back of his throat. He lapped his tongue around the smooth tip, not wasting a single drop. Quincy's fingers dragged lightly through Jasper's black hair. The dominant smoothed his hands the sides of the sub's legs, sucking softly on the head of Quincy's shaft. Jasper popped his mouth free, standing back at to his feet. "My good boy." He smiled warmly, gingerly kissing the boy's lips. "Let's get you dressed and back tot he condo, yeah?" The older male scooped up Quincy's pants handing them over to him. "We'll take a long shower." Jasper winked, pulling Quincy close for another kiss.

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Slippery when wet -- Chatzy -- Quinsper (2/1)

Quincy ran a hand through his hair as he rolled out of Jasper's bed. Making his way into the dominant's bathroom and starting the shower as the older man had told him to. Keeping his hand under the stream of water waiting for the temperature to heat up. As soon as it was warm enough, Quincy slipped into the shower and let the water run down his skin. Wrapping his hand around his length and stroking himself slowly, his other forearm against the shower wall so he could lean his forehead against it. Closing his eyes and letting his mind cloud with images of Jasper pounding into him. The dominant's name slipping from his lips in a whisper.

Jasper slammed his front door shut behind him, wasting no time to start stripping out of his clothes. It boggled his mind how quickly his desire would flare up for Quincy when the boy posted a few sexually graphic images. Jasper never in his life, not even with Annabelle, had he experienced such raw need for anyone. Quincy had been staying with Jasper basically every night, the pair growing closer and closer with each passing day. He didn't want Quincy to leave his condo. The sight of the sub waiting for him in his bed was the something Jasper was growing fond of. He entered the bathroom, eyes locked on the sub, stroking himself under the hot spray of the shower. "Fuck, Q..." He sighed, taking the beautiful sight in before stripping away the rest of his clothes. Jasper stepped into the shower, pushing Quincy up against the tiled wall. His hands cupped Quincy's neck, pulling him in for a hard, passionate kiss.

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Quincy was letting himself get close to Jasper and deep down it scared him, he did his best not to think much on it knowing he'd psych himself out and pull himself away from the man and that's the opposite of what the submissive wanted. Quincy indulged in his desires of Jasper, the need for the dominant seemed to grow more and more. He liked staying in Jasper's bed with him, the dominant's arms around him, pulling the boy close to his chest, making Quincy feel safe, something he hadn't felt in a very long time. He never wanted to leave and he wasn't sure he could ever actually admit that. His eyes flashing open as he heard the other man's voice behind him, turning around to face him. Feeling his back hit the wall a small noise slipped from his mouth before their lips connected. Quincy's hands shot out to just touch Jasper anywhere he possibly could, needing the contact.

Jasper pressed his bare cock up against Quincy's, groaning as their shafts rubbed together. The chemistry between the men was overwhelming at time. Jasper sometimes found it hard to breathe whenever he and Quincy lost themselves to pleasure. Their tongues wrestled together, the sub's hands eagerly touching any part of the dominant that he could. Jasper didn't even know how he wanted to take Quincy. So many positions were running through his head he didn't know where to begin. Jasper broke the kiss with a heavy sigh. "You just always want my cock inside, don't you Q?" Jasper smirked, gyrating his hips forward to slid their cocks together. Jasper grasped a hand around both men's stiff length, stroking them as he held tight to Quincy's neck with his other hand, hovering close to his mouth. "Tell me how you want it, Q."

Quincy whimpered softly as their cocks rubbed against each other, his head tipping back slightly. His heart rate was beginning to quicken as the moment seemed to heat up. Quincy couldn't focus on anything besides the overwhelming need he had for the older man in front of him. Pressing his body tightly into Jasper just wanting to be close. "Yes, J." he replied softly, his body reacting to the dominant's touch. "I want you to press me against this shower wall and take me with all you have, J. Please." His hips moving along with Jasper's, his breath becoming more shallow with each passing moment. Attaching his lips to Jasper's neck and nipping at the skin of his throat. "Please." he moaned into the other man's ear.

Jasper wanted to flip Quincy around and just take him right then and there, but he wanted to savor every moment they had together. He didn't know what was happening between the two of them. It felt like a relationship, but nothing about it had ever come up in conversation. Quincy was practically living in Jasper's condo now, and the dominant was enjoying that fact more than he would admit. He had selfish thoughts about keeping Quincy all to himself, but he knew the sub was here for a claim and Jasper couldn't get in the way of that. His hand slid into the back of Quincy's hair, tugging it back sharply to meet his eyes. He released their cocks from his hand, branding his mouth back to Quincy, tongues rolling together. His new freed hand slipped around Quincy's waist, hugging him tight, needing the boy as close to him as possible. "Get on your knees if want that pretty mouth of yours filled, Q." He nipped at the sub's bottom lip.

Quincy knew deep down that whatever he had with Jasper went further than just sexual interactions. Though he knew he could never explain to Jasper how he felt, the submissive had a fear of rejection. Plus he knew the dominant wasn't here to fuck around with submissives, he was here to to a job so Quincy knew that whatever was happening between them could end in a single moment so the boy decided he'd take and give everything while he could. In heated moments like these Quincy had no problem expressing his needs and desires with Jasper, it was only when things cooled off that he began to close off slightly. Molding his mouth with Jasper's and groaning into his lips, needing the contact. "Mm, yes Sir." he murmured slipping from the dominant's hold and getting onto his knees, leaning forward to lick base to tip slowly.

Jasper loved how much Quincy wanted to please the dominant. He was always was so damn eager when things got heated between them and it turned Jasper on more than the boy realized. Jasper was never one to feel handsome or desirable to most. Something about the way Quincy looked at the older male never made the dominant feel more wanted. Jasper took hold of Quincy's jaw, pressing his fingertips firm into the boy's skin. "You want your mouth fucked, Q?" Jasper grinned down, groaning softly as he felt the first swipe of the younger male's tongue. Jasper never had been so aggressive and rough with someone in the bedroom before, but Quincy appeared to love it and Jasper loved asserting his sexual power over the sub.

Quincy just wanted to hear the praise come from the other man's mouth, from his voice, he needed it though he couldn't admit it. Praise had never mattered to him really, but now it seemed to be really important, to know that he was pleasing the dominant and making him feel good. The rough hold of Jasper's fingertips on Quincy's jaw was comfortable to the submissive in a weird way. "Yes, J. Own my mouth. Please." his voice laced with need and eyes looking up into Jasper's clouded with lust. His hands were resting on the dominant's thighs to keep him steady, fingers digging into skin.

Jasper reached his hand around to the back of Quincy's head, curling his fingers into the blonde's short locks. "Good boy." He murmured, grabbing the base of his stiff cock, Jasper rubbed it against the sub's bottom lip. "So damn beautiful, Q." The dominant sighed, easing his thick girth deep into the younger male's mouth. Jasper groaned, tightening his hold on the sub's hair. He pushed his shaft all the way in until his bulbous tip bumped the back of Quincy's throat. He held it their for a minute, biting his bottom lip as the tears rimmed Quincy's eyes. "Relax your jaw." Jasper ordered, digging both hands into the sub's blonde locks, Jasper began roughly thrusting his rigid cock in and out of Quincy's tight mouth.

Quincy shivered slightly as the words 'good boy' left Jasper's lips. Humming softly as the tip of the dominant's cock rubbed against his lips, the submissive eager to have it thrust inside his mouth. Opening his mouth, his eyes locked with Jasper's as the older man's cock pressed past his lips. His eyes watered slightly when Jasper pushed deep into his mouth, the tip of his shaft nudging at the back of his throat, breathing through his nose carefully, trying to keep his gag reflex at bay. Relaxing his jaw when he was told, Quincy groaned from the the powerful thrusts that Jasper gave him. Taking each rough pump happily, his hands sliding up and down the dominant's thighs.

Jasper never got tired of watching Quincy take his cock into his mouth. The way he would look up at Jasper, his lovely blue eyes shining through tears, the muffled moans leaving Quincy's lips...he loved all of it. "Fuck, Q...such a good boy you are." Jasper groaned, pumping his hips back and forth between the sub's warm lips. His head dipped back, moan after moan leaving the dom's lips. The way the back of Quincy's throat hugged the tip of his cock nearly left him breathless. His head dropped back down, tilting to the side as he watched Quincy take each stroke like a pro. As good as it felt to have Quincy's mouth taking Jasper's darting shaft, the dominant needed more. "Get up here." He growled, taking his shaft away from the blonde's lips, the older male yanked Quincy to his feet. "Touch me, Q...kiss me"

Quincy whimpered softly as he heard the praise, beyond happy knowing that he was making the dominant feel good, that's all that mattered. The warm water sliding down his skin and blurring his eyes, though he didn't pull his gaze away from Jasper's face. The submissive loved the way he reacted to what Quincy was doing. He could feel himself getting harder and harder with each passing moment and his need for Jasper deep inside of him growing quickly. Quincy needed more then this, craved it, trying to catch his breath as Jasper pulled him to his feet. In a moment Quincy's arms snaked around the dominant's neck, fingers tangling in his wet hair, their lips connecting, he bit down lightly on Jasper's bottom lip. Pressing his body close to Jasper's letting the steam from the water envelope them.

Jasper couldn't get enough of the way that Quincy would wrap his arms around Jasper's neck, holding him close. The need that the submissive had towards Jasper was more than obvious. The older dominant selfishly hoped that Quincy didn't express such passion with other dominant's. He had many selfish thoughts about Quincy, ones he couldn't voice. Like how he wanted Quincy to stay in his condo permanently or how he wanted to be the only dominant to make the boy moan with desire. These weren't his thoughts to have, but they were there anyways. Jasper deepened the kiss, sliding his hand down Quincy's back, wedging his fingers between his firm cheeks. He pushed a finger slowly inside the subs's tight heat, opening him up for Jasper's thick girth.

Quincy might have been embarrassed by how obvious his need for Jasper was, but right now he didn't care in the slightest, all the submissive wanted was Jasper, in anyway he could have him. Sometimes he wanted to ask Jasper what he thought about all the time they were spending together, and ask him what exactly he wanted from Quincy. He couldn't though, because then Jasper would ask the boy the same questions and Quincy wasn't sure he could answer them, or if he even had a true idea of what he wanted. Quincy was never this intimate with another, frankly he was never really intimate with anyone at all besides Jasper. He wondered if maybe that should change because the submissive knew this wouldn't last, though he couldn't get himself to. A low moan slipping from his lips as Jasper's fingers pressed into him, Quincy rolled his hips backwards.

Jasper pumped his digit into Quincy's tight heat, batting their tongues together hotly, lips brushing together between her panted breaths. "I wanna fuck you so hard, Q." Jasper groaned softly, sinking his teeth hard into the sub's bottom lip, tugging roughly. "Stroke both our cocks." The dominant ordered, inching his middle finger inside Quincy's narrow entrance. He knew exactly how he wanted to take the sub. Legs wrapped around his waist, facing Quincy's beauitful face as he fucked raw and hard into the boy. They had yet to have sex without looking at each other. It felt more intimate and Jasper loved watching Quincy lose himself to the pleasure.

Quincy felt his blood boil beneath his skin as the dominant pressed his finger deeper into Quincy's hole, unable to hold the noises from spilling from his mouth. His fingers were tangled in Jasper's hair, holding tightly, needing the closeness. Moaning deep in his chest as the dominant expressed what he wanted to do to the submissive, Quincy's body responding greatly to just his words. Sliding one of his hands free from the older man's hair and dragged it down Jasper's body to wrap around their cocks, stroking them both firmly, his head tipping back. "J..please, please fuck me." he whimpered.

Jasper moved his fingers inside of Quincy, trying to stretch the boy open as fast as he could. He groaned as Quincy wrapped a palm around their cocks, stroking them off in unison. The sub's low whisper made the dominant's cock throb in his hand. "Fuck, Q...I love hear you beg for me. Make me so damn hard." Jasper sighed against his lips. Pulling his fingers free of the sub's tight heat, Jasper hooked his arms under Quincy's thighs, lifting him off the ground. "Legs around me." He commanded, pressing the blonde's back hard against the wall. He grabbed the base of his shaft, pushing it between the subs' ass cheeks. Once he found the small opening, Jasper eased his thick tip inside, groaning as Quincy slid down his cock.

Quincy squirmed slightly in the dominant's hold as the man stretched his hole for the man's cock, the submissive's body aching for it already. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as he continued to stroke their cocks in unison, his heart beating quicker under his ribcage. A sound of displeasure leaving his lips involuntarily as the dominant pulled his fingers free from Quincy. Wrapping his legs around Jasper's waist when instructed to, his hands tangling back in the other man's hair again, resting his forehead against Jaspers and taking a deep breath. Clenching his eyes tight when Jasper's cock nudged between his ass cheeks, a deep groan vibrating in his chest as he slid down the man's cock. "F-fuck, J."

Jasper gripped his hand to Quincy's hips, bringing the sub down all the way on his stiff cock. "Jesus, Q..always so fucking tight for me." The dominant groaned roughly, waiting for a few moments so Quincy could adjust to the size inside him. He dropped gentle kisses to the submissive's face, whispering words of praise between each kiss. He told Quincy how handsome and beautiful he was. How much Jasper needed to have him. How badly he ached to be buried inside Quincy's body. Sliding one hand to press against the wall, Jasper hooked his other arm around the sub's waist, slowly starting to thrust his hips in and out of the boy's small entrance.

Quincy wrapped his arms tightly around Jasper's neck, his body shuddering as the dominant's cock was deep inside him. "Just for you..." he let the words slip out and didn't let himself think too much on them. Squirming slightly as he was getting used to the thick cock inside of him. The words that were whispered to him by Jasper were hitting something deep inside of him and he couldn't hold back a soft whimper, believing every single thing the dominant said, even though he might not once the heat of the moment was over. His fingertips dug into the skin of Jasper's back when the dominant began to thrust into him. Quincy rocked his hips in time with Jasper, pleasure spreading through his body.

Jasper heard the words leave Quincy's lips and instead of choosing to ignore them, Jasper decided to go along with it, blaming it all on the heat of the moment. "That ass is just for me, Q?" He started bucking his hips into the sub a little harder, reaching both hands down to grip the taut flesh of his ass cheeks. Their foreheads pressed together, Jasper groaning low as Quincy's tight heat hugged firm around the dom's stiff cock. "You want me to own it, don't you?" Jasper growled, jerking his hips roughly upwards, wondering how far this heated talk would go. He leaned in, kissing the blonde boy firm. Tongues and lips clashed together wildly as Jasper rammed his thick length into Quincy's lean body, bouncing the sub in his lap.

Quincy felt his heart begin to race and his breath was shallow. In this moment he couldn't stop the words from drifting from his lips, knowing he'd regret them later, it didn't matter in the slightest right now. "I..yes, J. Just for you." he whispered, not able to control his voice at this point. Scratching at the dominant's back roughly as the older man began to pump harder in and out of him, moans spewing from him. As Jasper spoke, Quincy found himself getting more and more wound up. "I do, J. Please, Sir. Own it, own me." he murmured into the older man's ear, it was all he needed, what he craved. Quincy's cock was throbbing between their bodies, the submissive's head leaned back against the tiled wall, as their lips parted, his breath in a pant.

Jasper knew they were skating on thin ice with this kind of talk, but Jasper couldn't find it in him to care. He felt some truth were in his words. He wanted Quincy, badly. He wanted the sub to to be in his bed every night, wrapped around his arms. "It's all for me. Just me.." Jasper squeezed the submissives's ass cheeks tightly, pounding so hard inside the blonde sub, he could feel the tip of his cock bump into Quincy's prostate. He nudged Quincy's head back, gazing deep into the younger male's eyes. "I own this body, Q..." He panted, grinding his cock deep into the boy's walls. "I own you.." He replied so low it was almost unnoticeable. The word "mine" threatened to spill free, but he feared that would truly chase the sub away. Instead he returned to kissing Quincy's lips, reaching to grasp the blonde's throbbing shaft in his hand.

Quincy felt that one wrong word and this could all come crumbling down, though as each moment past, no word managed to do that. Quincy's need for the dominant was too strong to deny and it was clearly obvious that he didn't even try and hide it. He moaned as Jasper spoke, mumbling them back to the man simply because he couldn't stop them. "Fuck J!" the submissive cried out each time Jasper's cock hit his prostate, the pleasure running through him, overwhelming. 'I own you' the words echoing in Quincy's brain, a shudder slipping down his spine because of them. "Mark me, J." Quincy said softly, tilting his head to the side to give him better access to his neck. "Please." Humming loudly as his cock was receiving attention, he could feel the familiar coiling sensation in the pit of his stomach.

Jasper didn't have words to describe how incredible the sex was between the two men. The way Quincy's body squeezed around Jasper's thick girth made the dominant's head spin with pleasure. He worried he was becoming addicted to the younger male. Not just the sex, but with his presence in general. Something about Quincy being around made Jasper feel like he was back at home. He didn't feel so alone with the blue-eyed boy in his arms every time. "Whatever you want, Q..." He growled, burying his head against the curve of Quincy's neck, Jasper dug his teeth hard into the blonde's skin. He pumped the boy's cock vigorously, sucking firm on the spot along Quincy's throat, determined to leave behind a mark to show who was owning Quincy's body every night.

Quincy couldn't even think in this moment now, he was too wrapped up in the feeling and Jasper, that all he could do was writhe and moan in the dominant's arms. He couldn't put a finger on exactly what his feelings were about the older man, but he knew that he didn't want whatever was going on between them to stop. Jasper could work the submissive's body so easily and Quincy was so reactive to his touch. Whenever he was with Jasper it was like he could forget about everything else and just focus on the man, making him feel safe. He grunted softly as the dominant nipped roughly at his neck, Quincy could almost feel the marks forming on his skin. "I'm close, J..can-can I cum?" he asked, huffing out a breath.

Jasper pulled away from Quincy's neck, smirking at the dark red mark her had left on the sub's skin. Something like that would take days before it disappeared. Jasper gazed back into the younger male's eyes, slapping hips against the skin on Quincy's bare ass. "You wanna cum just for me?" Jasper bucked the sub in his grasp, pumping his hand hand up and down the slick skin of the blue-eyed boy's stiff cock. His balls were growing tight, the ache pulsating inside his cock almost unbearable. "I'm gonna cum too...fill you up..own you." The dominant growled the last two words, needing another kiss from Quincy, he branded their lips together, scissoring tongues through parted lips. "Cum for me, my Q..." He sighed, not even realizing the words he said, not finding in him to care.

Quincy would wear the mark with a great big smile on his face, and with pride. He would look at in the mirror and smile simply because it was from Jasper. His breath was in pants at this point and his heart was pounding in his chest as the dominant kept pounding forcefully into him. "Yes, J. I wanna cum for you, just for you." he rambled without even thinking about what he said. His hips pressing forward biting into his lip roughly as the dominant's hand stroked him firmly. His body was teetering on the edge and all he was waiting for was the permission he craved. His eyes clenching closed when he heard the words he needed. 'my Q', rang through his brain as he cum hard between their bodies. "Oh god, J."

Jasper felt such a strong possessive urge wash over him with the heated words that had been exchanged between the two men. Deep down, so far deep it was almost buried away from sight, Jasper he had strong feelings Quincy. It was impossible not to. The sub was beautiful, smart, funny, charming, thoughtful, tough and the best sex Jasper had ever known. He knew the younger man didn't want him in that way though. Quincy had made it clear that relationships weren't his thing. The submissive cried out loudly as his thick load shot from the tip of his cock, spattering across the wet torso's off both men. Jasper groaned as the muscles inside Quincy's began to clench. "Fuck, Q..." Biting down hard on the boy's shoulder, Jasper thrusted a few more strokes into the wet hole, ramming his shaft all the way in before his cum burst through the small hole of his shaft, claiming Quincy's body with his piping hot seed.

Quincy knew that he felt something deeper then the sexual stuff with Jasper, but he couldn't admit it, he couldn't say it out loud because he had a fear of rejection. Quincy couldn't put himself in a position to be left high and dry again, Jasper had already told the submissive he was at Bellona for work, not to find a submissive. Plus the dominant could do so much better then Quincy that it was obvious to the younger man. As his body trembled with pleasure when he felt Jasper's seed shooting into his body, his hands clawing at the dominant's back, moans slipping from his lips. "You're so...so...wonderful, J." he murmured against Jasper's neck as the submissive's body went lax in the dominant's arms. "I'm so fucking lucky to get to spend this kind of time with you." he rambled out, fingers toying with the hair on the back of Jasper's neck.

Jasper panted hard against Quincy's shoulder, loosening the grip on the sub's ass. He filled Quincy up with his warm cum, loving the fact that he would have a part of him inside the younger male way too much. Jasper's back now started to sting from Quincy's fresh claw marks, but he didn't care. His cock was still tingling with pleasure despite the pain. Jasper started kissing Quincy's neck, making his up to his jawline. "You're amazing, Q..." The dominant sighed, slipping his arms around the boy's waist, not wanting to pull out just yet. "You're the only one I want this way. Just...promise you won't leave the condo. Not yet. Stay with me longer...I need you here, Q." Jasper gazed longingly into the Quincy's blue eyes, bringing their lips together for one last soft kiss.

Quincy loved the feeling of Jasper's cum still inside of him. His head dipped down to press his lips to the older man for a moment before pulling away, murmuring against his lips, "I won't go anywhere until you order me away, J. You want me here and I'll stay. I need you, J, you. You're the only one I want this way, you're the only one I think about like this. You have to know that." His voice was soft and his eyes were locked on Jasper's. Humming softly into the kiss, arms tightening around Jasper's neck and pulling himself as close to the man as he could. Pressing his face in the crook of the dominant's neck, leaving a small kiss against his throat and closing his eyes.

[jasper-mcgregor]

Text: Q

J: I'm on my way back right now and suddenly feeling wide awake. Odd.

[dom-liam-md]

Demonstration || Quincy/Liam

While it seemed everyone else was whining over the arrival of their demonstration, Liam was proving to be the exception. Whimpers of fears and mumbles of disgruntlement mixed into the air as the Dom sauntered through the halls of Bellona, looking forward to the one fucking event this hellhole provided that he actually wanted to attend. In his head, this was the mansion's chance to convert itself into a grab bag, being sorted and rummaged through until he wound up with a submissive he could do whatever he wanted to without hearing his ginger bitch to him about it. The explanation was already beginning to form before he hit the last stretch of the corridor, running through his head with a casual practice that guaranteed its success in the future. Made the slag feel good. It was required, and a squeeze of the tits made her feel right at home. How could she fucking argue with that? The gray eyes rolled up, slipping beneath the lids, knowing she'd find a way somehow before both hands flattened on impact against the double doors of the ballroom. So confident, so determined, so single-minded and blinded by the obvious, the Brit looked around the room for his partner before staring directly at Quincy with a scathing look. "Who the fuck are you?"

[jasper-mcgregor]

Going for a ride -- Chatzy -- Jasper/Quincy (Quinsper)

Quincy almost jumped out of his bed when he was done talking with Jasper. He made his way to the dominant's condo, knowing the route without even having to think about it. Quincy was already slightly aroused just from the conversation between the pair of them and the submissive just wanted to be around the older man. It was hard to admit even to himself how much he liked to be with Jasper, just being around him made Quincy happier. Standing at the door, Quincy knocked firmly at the door unsure if he should just walk in or not. He leaned against the door frame, his hands shoved in his pocket, waiting for the man he wanted so much, to answer the door.

Jasper was sitting shirtless in his living room sofa, tapping his fingertips against his kneecaps anxiously. Quincy was on his way over and the dominant was nearly fully erect just thinking about the blonde sub. He didn't plan on meeting a submissive like Quincy. One that was constantly on his mind. He always told the younger male that he was welcome to stay in Jasper's condo as much as he liked. The truth was that Jasper wanted Quincy in his bed every night and in Jasper's arms when they woke in the morning. He heard a eager knock at his door. Jasper was on his feet the moment he heard the sound, swinging the door open to see Quincy on the other side. "You don't have to knock, Q." He looked the boy over, the bulge pressing against his sweats obvious. "Get in here." Jasper slipped an arm around the sub's waist, kissing him roughly as he slammed the door behind them.

Quincy looked over Jasper's exposed chest, licking over his bottom lip. Eyes then scanning over the rest of his body, seeing the bulge in the man's pants. "I won't knock again then." he murmured moving through the threshold into the condo. His arms immediately wrapped around Jasper's neck, pulling himself closer to the man. Pressing his hips against Jasper's and humming into the kiss, biting down gently. Fingers toying with the hair on the back of his neck. "J," he huffed out softly, "I want you now." He didn't want to pull away from the dominant, so he attached his lips to the other man's neck. Placing heated kisses along his jugular, nipping at the skin, his hands sliding down Jasper's chest. With each passing moment, his length was getting harder. "I want you inside me, please." he whispered hotly into the older man's ear.

Jasper couldn't describe how good it felt to have Quincy react to him the way he did. The sub would clutch to the dominant like he might try and run away. That was the last thought in his head. He could never resist the blonde temptation in his arms. Their tongues tangled together, Jasper's hands moving all over the younger male's body, squeezing his ass cheeks through the fabric of his pants. Hearing Quincy plea for the dom, the raw need clearly in his tone, drove Jasper crazy in the best kind of way. It made his cock swell tight and his heart race fast beneath his ribcage. He leaned his head back, his hands reaching to unbutton Quincy's pants. The bed wasn't close enough. Jasper wanted Quincy there and now. He grasped the back of the sub's hair, jerking him back to look into his eyes. "Get on your knees and get my cock wet. Then you'll ride me on the couch."

Quincy felt his heart beat quickly as the dominant pulled him away by his hair. "Mm, yes sir." he replied with a growing smirk on his face. Quincy was filled with this overwhelming need to please the man in front of him, wanting nothing more then that. His hands running down Jasper's chest, and Quincy pulled down the man's pants as he got to his knees. His cock throbbing in his jeans at the sight of the older man's thick girth in front of him. Looking up at the brunette dominant through his eyelashes, the submissive grasped the dominant's cock in one hand and stroked him firmly for a few moments. Taking his hand away, licking from the base of the man's member to the tip before taking the tip in his mouth and sucking firmly. Sinking down to take as much of the dominant's cock in his mouth.

Jasper grinned back at Quincy as the sub dropped to his knees, peeling down Jasper's sweats to free his rigid shaft. He slid a hand through the sub's hair, keeping a dense chunk wrapped around his fingers. Jasper groaned softly as Quincy wrapped his warm palm around the older male's erect girth, stroking it slowly in his hand. "Good boy." He praised the submissive, staring deeply into Quincy's blue eyes. He could stare at the handsome sub all night. Watch him please Jasper and see the look of pleasure written on the blonde's face when the dominant was buried deep inside him. His back fell against the door, both hands now gripping to the golden locks of Quincy's hair. He started thrusting his hips forward, sinking his length deeper into the boy's tight, wet mouth.

Quincy shivered as the words good boy left Jasper's lips, he had mixed feelings about the phrase. But in the moment like this, it seemed to put Quincy at ease, knowing that he was doing a good job. Relaxing his jaw so the dominant could pump in and out of his mouth with as much ease as possible. Placing his hands on Jasper's thighs in order to steady himself. His eyes were locked on the dominant's face, wanting to see his face and and hear every noise coming from him. A groan emanated from the back of his throat, his hands gripping tighter to Jasper. His tongue rolling around the tip on every bob, licking over the slit. Moving one hand to cup Jasper's full balls, rolling them in his palm.

Jasper never got tired of watching Quincy take his rigid cock, swallowing it greedily down his throat and still appeared like it wasn't enough. Their blue eyes locked on each other, creating such a intimate connection between then pair. Quincy's mouth felt snug around the dom's shaft, hugging every ridge and curve. Jasper pulled Quincy's head down, tunneling his girth into the sub's wet depths until his nose pressed against Jasper's pelvis. "Take it, Q. Show me how good you take it." The older dom groaned, biting his bottom lip hard as his cock hit the back of Quincy's throat and the submissive's palm massaged him full balls.

Quincy hand to move his hand down to press the heel of his palm into his hard cock to give it some friction, his body heating up. He couldn't pull his eyes away from Jasper's nor did he want to, Quincy could look into the dominant's eyes forever and get lost in them. Humming softly at the familiar weight of the dominant's shaft on his tongue. Keeping his gag reflex at bay as the older man pulled his head down so his nose hit Jasper's pelvis. Breathing as best as he could through his nose and trying to keep the water welling up in his eyes as the tip of Jasper's cock nudged against the back of the submissive's throat. Quincy just wanted to prove how well he could take it.

Jasper held Quincy in place for a few more seconds, savoring the feel of his tight mouth sealed around his throbbing shaft. Seeing the water rimming in the sub's eyes, Jasper tugged the submissive away from his drenched cock. "Up." He growled, easing Quincy to his feet with the firm grip on his hair. Once the blonde male was up on his feet, Jasper pulled him into a hard kiss, slashing their tongues together as he walked them towards the couch. Jasper grabbed the hem of the younger man's shirt, yanking quickly over his head, returning back to his warm lips. "Get those pants off." He whispered, nipping at Quincy's bottom lip

Quincy choked slightly against the dominant's cock, a few tears sliding down his cheeks. As soon as Jasper pulled him off the dominant's cock, the submissive coughed slightly. Getting to his feet, Quincy crashed his lips with Jasper's, humming into them, stumbling sightly as they moved towards the couch. A shiver slipped down Quincy's spine as his shirt was pulled from his body. He whimpered slightly as the dominant nipped at his lips. Pushing his pants and his boxers from his his hips and kicking them away from his body, then his arms wrapping around Jasper's neck, holding his body close to the dominant's.

Jasper hugged his arms around Quincy's wasit, his palms pressing flat to his back, keeping his tight to his chest. There bare shafts rubbed agaisnt each other as their bodies molded together. Close just wasn't close enough. Something sparked between the pair when passion took over them. Jasper had never felt such desire, such need from another sub like this. Not in many, many years. "You don't know how much I want you." The dominant sighed raggedly against Quincy's lips, moving his hands down to cup his firm backside. "I think about fucking you way too much, Q." Jasper slapped each cheek firmly, smirking. He pecked the sub's lips, falling back into the sofa. "On your knees again." He held Quincy's blue eyes, spreading his legs apart to allow the sub to fit between them.

Quincy tightened his hold on Jasper, needing the closeness between the pair more then he'd care to admit. It made the submissive feel comforted and safe, two feelings that he rarely ever felt. A moan slipped from his lips as their cocks rubbed together, his head tipping back slightly. His heart was racing in his chest and Quincy felt the desire for the dominant spread through his whole body, putting everything he had in him in the kiss, shared with the older man. "Believe me J, I know." he murmured in reply, something stirring inside him as the man spoke. His hips jutting forward when his ass was grabbed. "Nothing wrong with that, absolutely nothing. I do the same, J." A grunt slipping from him from the slaps. Nodding and doing as he was told, Quincy fell to his knees between Jasper's thighs, looking up at the older man.

Jasper slid his hands back through Quincy's hair, carefully pulling him closer. He brushed his thumb over the sub's cheek, a look of longing in his navy blue eyes. "You're too good to me, Q." He grinned softly, bringing the boy to meet his lips for a tender kiss. "Touch me.." Jasper brushed their lips together, stroking the back of his knuckles down the younger male's jawline. The kiss deepened further, tongues wrestling together in an endless battle. His shaft was stiff as granite, pointing up and ready to fill the beautiful sub up. "Get it wet one more time, Q." Jasper grabbed the base of his girth, rubbing it over Quincy's bottom lip. "Then you can ride me as hard as you want."

Quincy closed his eyes for a moment simply relishing the feeling of Jasper's hands running through his hair, and the simply touches to his own skin. His eyes fluttered back open to meet the dominant's. "I'd like to think I'm just good enough." he whispered softly just before their lips connected. Humming lightly, Quincy reached his hands out and his palms smoothed over Jasper's thighs, fingernails grazing over the skin lightly, then trailing his fingers back down again. Quincy melted against the dominant's lips, feeling blissful. "Anything you want." he murmured. Taking the tip of the man's cock into his mouth before sinking down, taking as much of the man's thick girth into his mouth, then bobbing his head.

Jasper didn't try to take control as Quincy bobbed his head. Jasper kept his fingers gripped tightly around the sub's blonde locks, laying back and letting the gorgeous sub between his legs wet his stiff shaft. "Fuck, Q.." The dominant rarely swore, but that word was the best he could think of to describe the pleasure Quincy always managed to give him. He couldn't wait to see the younger male in his lap, body bouncing hard as he rode Jasper to a shudder inducing orgasm. Jasper allowed the submissive to suck on his rigid staff a bit longer before pulling his head back. "Good boy." He whispered softly, swiping his thumb across Quincy's bottom lip. Jasper grasped the base of his cock, holding it upright. "Get on my lap, Q."

Quincy worked the man's cock as well as he could, his tongue swirling around the head every time he was up, before sinking back down. He loved this, being able to please the older man, it made him feel worth something, even if it was only for a limited about of time. His fingertips gripped into the meat of Jasper's thighs. Groaning at the praise, Quincy felt the need to be filled to the brim with Jasper's cock becoming almost too much to handle. He wanted to feel the man dominant buried deep inside of him, craved it. Licking over his lips once pulled away, his eyes meeting Jasper's. "Mm, yes Sir." he replied with a small grin spread on his face. Getting up from his knees and getting into the older man's lap.

Jasper would never get tired of hearing Quincy reply with, Yes, Sir. It felt good to dominant someone like this again. Jasper hadn't felt control like this in years and he liked it. It was all thanks to the blonde submissive settling into his lap. The dom wet two fingers with his saliva, moving them to press between Quincy's ass cheeks. He rubbed them around the tight hole, slowly sinking them inside to open the younger male up for him. Jasper scissored his digits around the narrow hole, watching Quincy's face the whole he pumped his fingers inside him. "You gonna ride me good, Q?" The dom roughly pushed his fingers deeper, spreading them side apart. "Say that one little word and this cock is yours." Jasper grinned, grinding the tips of his digits against the sub's prostate.

Quincy would do anything this man asked of him in a second, he wouldn't even think twice and that was something that freaked him out, how willing and needy he was for Jasper. But in moments like these he pushed those thoughts aside and focused on pleasing the dominant, something he knew he could do. The sub's hips pressed forward slightly as Jasper's fingertips rubbed against his hole. A low moan slipping from his lips, he bit roughly into his bottom lip, the older man's fingers opening him up. Rolling his hips slightly to feel them deeper, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment. Quincy rested his hands on Jasper's shoulders, clutching them. "Y-yes." he stammered out an answer. "Please can I have your cock, J." he asked, need lacing his voice, a deep groan falling as his prostate was hit repeatedly.

Jasper kissed along Quincy's jaw as he dropped his head to Jasper's shoulders, panting softly on his skin. His heart felt like it might explode from his chest it was beating so hard. His greedy need for the submissive worried him, but Quincy was impossible for the dominant to resist. He had never thought about sex this much with another submissive. It just felt too incredibly good not to. What he felt for Quincy though went deeper than just a physical level. He genuinely cared about the boy in his lap, but admitting that could ruin what they had going on. Hearing the word please leave Quincy's lips pushed Jasper over the egde. He withdrew his fingers from the submissive's puckered hole, guiding the head of his shaft to push into his tight ring of muscles. Grasping hard to Quincy's hips, he pulled the sub down further into his lap, groaning low in his chest as his entire shaft disappeared inside the beautiful blonde.

Quincy felt his need for Jasper spreading through him like wild fire, his body was desperate for the man's touch and right now the sub didn't care how pathetic he might be for it. It might be hard for Quincy to admit how he felt about Jasper, since it was more then just sex. The way that the sub determined how he felt all came down to how much sex he had or wanted to have with the older man, Quincy only had sexual relations with people he trusted and cared about, the more sex, the more he cared. Whimpering softly as Jasper removed his fingers, not liking the empty feeling. His eyes clenching closed as Jasper pressed into his tight hole, fingers digging into the dominant's shoulder. Adjusting for a moment to the size before he pushed himself back up, and coming back down.

Jasper licked his lips, fingertips pressing roughly into Quincy's lean hips. "Fuck, Q...so tight for me." Jasper smirked, scooting himself up to lean his entire back against the couch cushion. The dominant dragged his nails up and down Quincy's side, letting the sub adjust to the thick girth inside him. Every time he was with Quincy, the encounters only got more heated, more intense. Jasper had thoughts he shouldn't. Like, Quincy coming into his office, at the guard's small headquarters, getting on his knees and sucking Jasper off in the middle of his shift. His focus was supposed to on the job during work hours, not the feel of Quincy's warm lips wrapped around his shaft. The dominant groaned roughly as the younger male started lifting himself up and down. Jasper leaned in close, kissing over Quincy's hard torso. "Go as hard as you want, Q. Right now..I'm all yours."

Quincy couldn't help the noises that seemed to slip from his lips as Jasper's fingers dug into his skin, a feeling that only intensified everything for the sub. Clutching onto the dominant's shoulders himself, Quincy hummed softly. Goosebumps erupting on his skin in the wake of Jasper's blunt nails, a shudder sliding down his spine. The blonde found himself often thinking sinfully about the brunette, not even ashamed of the thoughts that seemed to cloud his mind. Quincy wanted to be in Jasper's bed as often as he could, wanting to spend the night, only to give the man a proper wake up call, one that would have Jasper moaning Quincy's name in a moment of bliss. His body was so reactive to every touch and kiss given to him by the older man, he wanted this moment to last forever. Huffing out a small breath as Jasper spoke, the submissive pushed himself up then grinding back down roughly. His hands tangling in the other male's hair as he fucked himself hard, down on Jasper's cock, his breath in shallow pants. Each time a moan spilling from his lips as the tip of Jasper's cock rubbed relentlessly at his prostate.

Jasper didn't want this to end. He was liking the sight of Quincy on top of him, riding wildly in his lap far too much. Both men were moaning in unison, hands clutching desperately to one another as the submissive bucked harder in Jasper's lap. "Q...fuck, you ride me so good.." The dominant panted roughly, reeling his hand back to deliver three sharp blows to Quincy's backside. His fingers dug into the sub's taut backside, grinding him more firmly down on his throbbing cock. Jasper sunk his teeth into the blonde's torso, tugging at nipping a the pale flesh, leaving fresh marks behind. He kissed over the red lines, glancing up, he quickly moved his hands to cup Quincy's cheeks. "Kiss me."

Quincy bit into his lip roughly, the praise only spreading warmth through him. His fingers flowing through Jasper's hair, keeping the man close to him. Grinding his hips down roughly, Quincy groaned sharply at the slaps, the only proved to excite him more and more. "God, J..." was all that managed to fall from his mouth, the submissive overwhelmed by the pleasure running through him. Fingers gripping tighter in Jasper's hair as the dominant bit at the skin of his torso, his hips continuing to roll down on the stiff cock. As soon as the words left Jasper's mouth, Quincy leaned down to connect their lips in a heated kiss, his hands toying with the older man's hair. Heart beating rapidly in his chest as Quincy's orgasm was getting closer and closer.

Jasper sighed into the heated kiss, the men wasting little time to tangle their tongues together. Quincy's hands felt amazing running through Jasper's hair, fingernails grazing over his scalp. The harder the sub bounced in his lap, the more he could feel his orgasm brewing inside him. Some part of him loved the way he could fill the boy up with his thick release, leaving a part of him inside the beautiful submissive. Pulling a hand away from Quincy's ass cheek, Jasper grasped his palm around the the blonde's thick length, stroking it quickly. "Don't hold it back, Q." Jasper growled against the sub's lips, digging his nails into Quincy's ass cheek, he pulled him hard into his lap, plunging his cock deep inside the younger male.

Quincy hummed against the older male's lips, moving to wrap his arms around Jasper's neck, putting as much passion as he could muster into the kiss. His blood was boiling beneath his skin, Quincy unable to control the whimpers and moans spilling from him. In this moment, the submissive wanted nothing more then to be filled with the dominant's thick seed. His forehead fell against Jasper's when he felt his cock being stroked firmly by the dominant, teetering on the edge. "Oh fuck, Jasper!" he cried out, his body shuddering as his orgasm ripped through him, crashing his lips to the older male's. Grinding his hips roughly to help Jasper reach his orgasm as well.

Jasper their heavy breaths made the air thick around them. The couch skirted across the floor with each hard roll of Quincy's hips. He nuzzled the tip of his nose against the curve of the sub's cheek. "Cum for me.." Jasper whispered low, jerking his fist up and down the blonde's rigid shaft. The brunette male felt Quincy's thighs tense up tight, signaling his release. With a sharp cry echoing into the living room, Quincy's warm seed spurted forth from his small hole, landing softly on Jasper's torso. "Good boy, Q.." Jasper pumped the submissive's shaft until every drop of cum spilled from the bulbous tip. Slipping his arms around Quincy's waist, Jasper jerked his hips upwards, growling against the sub's lips as he shot his thick load into Quincy's body.

Quincy huffed out a shallow breath, his heart still racing in his ribcage. Moaning out softly as he felt the dominant's seed shot into him, his own body going lax against Jasper, the submissive was spent. Letting his head fall to the crook of Jasper's neck. "Sir..." he mumbled against the skin quietly, unsure of what else there was to say. The words good boy made something stir inside the submissive, something he couldn't explain, but he loved hearing them come from Jasper. His hands sliding down the brunette's arms, Quincy kissed Jasper's neck softly. Trying to even his breathing, his body feeling like lead.

Jasper squeezed Quincy tighter when he heard the sub utter that one simple word. It was scary how much Quincy sounded like he was really thanking his own dominant for his orgasm and not just some random fuck. Jasper fell back into the couch, pulling the blond boy close to his chest, figuring they were both too spent to care about Quincy's seed stuck between them. They could always shower later. He ran his hands up and down Quincy's back, kissing his shoulder blades. No words needed to said. They both had expressed their passion for each other in ways one didn't need words. Instead he cradled the boy in his arms, wishing he never had to let him go.