The Unexpected Janitor

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Jackson let out a low groan as Bellamy started to stroke him, but managed to breathe, "Thank you." He knew he wasn't unattractive, but it always felt nice to hear someone desired him, especially when Bellamy's warm fingers were circling his cock next. Bellamy clearly wasn't wanting to move as slowly as they had last time.

Jackson's hands found the bottom of Bellamy's shirt and pushed up, waiting for Bellamy to lift his arms to pull it all the way off and toss it aside. He slid his palms over Bellamy's chest, then over his shoulders, lowering his head to follow the path of one of them from Bellamy's neck to the edge of his shoulder as he guided them back toward the bed.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Once he felt Jackson start to lift his shirt up, he moved his arms up to get rid of it, relieved to no longer feel the restraints of the fabric. Jackson's touch over his body caused Bellamy to close his eyes, basking in the sensation that each touch provided him. He wrapped his arms around Jackson, his hands grazing over his bare back, soaking in the warmth of his skin. He felt them move though was hardly paying any attention until the back of Bellamy's knees touched the bed.

His lips eagerly returned to Jackson's, the kiss filled with fervent desire as he pulled the male onto the bed, simultaneously moving back so that Jackson was on top of him, as Bellamy's back was now against the bed, lying on it. He kept the contact of thier lips, while one hand moved to squeeze one of Jackson's ass cheeks, Bellamy's other hand running through Jackson's hair with a firm grip, breathing heavily into the kiss. He pressed his hips up a bit, rubbing himself against Jackson though only one of them was more revealed than the other.

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"God, yes," Jackson groaned, settling between Bellamy's legs and rocking himself gently against Bellamy as Bellamy pushed his hips up. His desire was aching, though he couldn't deny that the roughness of Bellamy's clothes against such sensitive bare skin wasn't letting it be as good as it could be.

He broke their kiss, panting hard as he shifted a little lower to kiss Bellamy's jaw and Adam's apple, then lightly scrape his teeth against the bump as his hands moved to pull open Bellamy's pants. "What do you want, Bellamy?" he whispered against Bellamy's skin, then blew across the dampness his mouth had left to cool it.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Jackson's lips left a burning trail in its path; heating every inch of Bellamy's skin, especially the parts that he touched. The former cadet closed his eyes, his head sinking back against the bed as he just basked in the feeling of his actions. The incredible feeling that he had deprived himself of. Unable to think of why, and perhaps, that was a good thing. The feeling of his teeth dragging along his throat made Bellamy's heart beat heavier in his chest, from both the pleasurable effect as well as the anticipation that coursed through him when he felt Jackson start to undo his pants. He then asked him a question, a familiar one . . . that Bellamy had once asked the other male during their first time together.

Bellamy swallowed, slowly opening his eyes to look at Jackson through heavy lids, glazed over with sheer desire for the man above him. "I want . . . " What did he want? What gave him the right to want anything. Bellamy felt himself freed of the constraints of pants, his cock rock hard already as his hand on Jackson's behind, slowly trailed up his back. The cooling sensation of his breath was making it even more difficult to form coherent sentences. "You to take whatever the hell you want from me." That was all there was to it. Bellamy didn't know if he could articulat what he wanted or needed; he didn't know if his mind should even try.

So intead, it was whatever the hell Jackson wanted. And Bellamy was all too willing to give every part of his body to him right now. As if to further validate those words, Bellamy reached up to kiss him with heated passion, moving along his own jaw, along to his neck and tugging a bit of the skin between his teeth before gliding his tongue over it to sooethe the area. The slightly elevated position of his upper body further pressed them together, thickening his arousal as he thrust upwards again, this time, without the fabric of pants in their way as he rubbed them together.

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It was nice, the way Bellamy was looking at him. If Bellamy hadn't told Jackson that he was desired, Jackson could have seen it in Bellamy's gaze. When Bellamy answered his question, Jackson was struck by how they seemed to have reversed roles from the last time they did this. This time, though, Jackson wasn't going to argue the point.

But before Jackson could "take whatever the hell he wanted", Bellamy's mouth was all over him, and he was thrusting up, and Jackson just tilted his head back, moaning as he met each of Bellamy's thrusts with his own, finding a shared rhythm. Want and need were building steadily in his body, and eventually he had to pull back. He didn't want to come like this, frotting against one another like teenagers.

He kissed Bellamy hard before sitting back on his heels between Bellamy's legs. He couldn't help but smile appreciatively at the gorgeous man sprawled out in from of him, his desire clear, as he reached back and tugged Bellamy's shoes off. Then he shifted back more off the bed just long enough to drag Bellamy's pants off.

When he crawled back into bed, his eyes locked on Bellamy's, he licked a stripe up the underside of Bellamy's cock, then caught the waistband of Bellamy's underwear in his teeth and slowly started to pull those off too, crawling back away again.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Bellamy felt the immediate deprivation of Jackson's lips as the male sat up, seemingly moving off of him . . . but not without purpose. Bellamy raised his head to watch what he was doing, seeing him pull off his shoes and then his pants. Bellamy's eyes locked onto the doctor, his breathing slightly hitching from the building anticipation and the way he was undressing him. Not in the heat of the moment or a frenzy of passion . . . but slow, drawn out movements.

And it made it impossible for Bellamy to tear his gaze away as he simply watched, fixated on every movement from Jackson. When he positioned himself back on the bed, his tongue glided over him which prompted a strained groan of both pleasure and the aching need that was consuming him. He was already rock hard and he needed more . . . yet, was not holding any complaints against the way Jackson moved.

Bellamy's hand went to the back of Jackson's hand, running his fingers through his hair as he swallowed. He felt his teeth take hold of his underwear and watched him, eyes glazed over with desire. His sensual movements only made him harder, if that was even possible at this point. His chest heaving with desire, and yet, daring not to speak or even move as if it would disrupt the beautifully seductive movements of his partner.

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The way Jackson was holding Bellamy's attention, the heat in Bellamy's gaze, was almost intoxicating. It almost made Jackson want to move slower, but his own desire overrode that particular idea. Once he'd stripped Bellamy of his underwear, though, he stood at the end of the bed and slowly pushed his own pants down. He was already exposed, rock hard, so there wasn't much he could tease, but he bit his lower lip and inched his pants off his hips slowly until they fell to the floor, watching Bellamy the whole time.

When he kicked out of them, he crawled back up the bed, sliding his hands up the outside of Bellamy's thighs before offering Bellamy a little relief by taking Bellamy's cock into his mouth. He groaned at the taste and feel of Bellamy's length, shaking his head slightly as he lowered his mouth to the base so that Bellamy would slide from side to side against his tongue. He didn't intend to make Bellamy come like this. He wanted to feel Bellamy come while he was inside him. But he hadn't tasted Bellamy like this last time, so he intended to spend at least a little time doing this.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Bellamy's eyes were fixed on Jackson, soaking in his every movement. Whether he meant to be alluring or not, Bellamy was entirely fixated on him. His eyes slowly lingering over every inch of his exposed body in silent praise of it. It made his growing need intensify, fighting the urge to run his own hand along his cock to provide it with some relief. But he somehow managed to show restraint. Though he couldn't guarantee it would last long. In the meantime, he just watched Jackson, desire building up in him to a painful extent. Fortunately, the doctor didn't let it linger for too long as his hands started to glide over Bellamy's eyes. The janitor continued to keep his gaze on him, his body warming from his touch. The moment Jackson took Bellamy into his mouth, the male let out a trembling breath, strained with a groan of pleasure.

His head fell back against the bed, closing his eyes as his breathing grew heavier. Both his hands fled to the back of Jackson's head, fingers gripping his hair in full encouragement of his actions. Though he didn't need any guidance from Bellamy. "Oh my god," he breathlessly uttered, the pleasurable sensation taking over every fiber of his being. He slightly shifted his hips upwards, though didn't thrust too hard into his mouth, wanting Jackson to take it at his pace, and as much as he could accommodate. But damn, if it didn't feel good. His skilled mouth moving over him and causing Bellamy's chest to rise and fall a bit more rapidly. "Damn Jackson," he breathed once again, amidst another groan of immense enjoyment over his mouths attentions.

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Jackson hummed appreciative noises at the way Bellamy was responding, as it was currently a little difficult to smile, and he knew the vibrations would feel good against Bellamy's cock anyway. He was half-inclined to pull off and tell Bellamy it was more than okay if he wanted to thrust, but Bellamy told him to take what he wanted, and right now Jackson wanted to get Bellamy as worked up as possible before fucking him.

He guided Bellamy's legs apart and up, and when Bellamy's breathing started to get heavier, Jackson pulled off his cock and sank lower, sucking Bellamy's sac into his mouth briefly and swirling his tongue. Then he moved lower again to lick at Bellamy's entrance. When the response Jackson got was positive, he started to lap at the tight pucker, occasionally flicking his tongue, swirling it, or gently prodding.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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The humming caused a vibration to surge through his actions, adding to the intensity of the pleasure. Bellamy felt like he as dying a slow and euphoric death . . . pulling him from the reality of his life and thrusting him into one where there was no pain. Only pleasure. And damn, it would be a good way to go. A small sound of protest escaped him when Jackson pulled his mouth . . . but he didn't wait long to put it back to good use. He sucked on him elliciting another groan of pleasure, another breathy sound of need and enjoyment. The sounds growing with each touch of his lips and tongue. Especially when he moved it to Bellamy's entrance. Bellamy slightly arched his back, pushing his hips up to press further against Jackson's highly skilled mouth.

Wanting more. Needing more. And while it felt good to be filled with his tongue . . . he wanted something bigger and stronger to fill him completely. But he had no complaints right now. None whatsoever. His hands continued to grip Jackson's hair, feeling himself start to throb, his body aching with need for release. Bellamy breathlessly cursed, trying to swallow back any noises but to no avail. His chest heaved with burning desire, as he slightly pushed his hips up again. "I'm going to come soon," he told him, or perhaps warned him. That if that wasn't the plan, then Jackson should stop . . . because what all he was making him feel, Bellamy wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. Another curse escaped him, his breaths becoming shorter with quiet pants.

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God, the noises Bellamy was making, the soft cursing, the fingers gripping Jackson's hair... all of it was driving Jackson crazy. He shifted his hips against the bed, trying to get some friction for his own cock, and when Bellamy warned him he was close to coming, a small part of Jackson wanted to see if he really could make Bellamy come like this, not even touching his cock.

But Jackson was too nice for that. He pulled back and repositioned himself, spitting into his palm a couple times so that he could slick himself. He couldn't stop the needy noise that left him as he prepared himself, then leaned over Bellamy. "Coulda done that all night," he breathed, smiling faintly, then kissed Bellamy hungrily as he started to push inside, his body humming with pleasure. He started stroking Bellamy slowly, his grip firm.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Bellamy wasn't entirely certain if Jackson was going to stop or push him over the edge. He found out soon enough, immediately missing the doctor's actions that were working him to an orgasm. But fortunately, Bellamy didn't have to wait long for the next course of action. While he lay there, breathless from everything . . . Jackson proceeded to ready himself, his words making Bellamy open his eyes to look at him, still glazed over with the sheer desire for the man above him. "Can't say I would have lasted long," he told him, returning the tease though there was truth in his words. With everything that Jackson had been doing to him . . . it was practically an assault on all his senses.

Hell, if Bellamy was any less experienced when it came to sex, he wouldn't have lasted as long as he actually did. The moment Jackson's lips were against his, Bellamy responded to the kiss, closing his eyes once more as he slipped his tongue between his lips to coax his mouth open, probing him as he once did his entrance. Simultaneously, he felt Jackson start to push into him, causing Bellamy to moan with pleasure through the kiss, nipping Jackson's lip at the feeling of being filled by it.

The damn good feeling of being penetrated by him. As if that wasn't enough he started stroking his already sensitive cock, fully swelled and throbbing for release. Bellamy pushed himself up to meet Jackson's own actions, showing him he was ready for more, ready for the doctor to move deeper, faster, and harder inside of him. He slid his nails down Jackson's back where he could reach, not enough to leave a deep mark but enough to show even a fraction of how affected he was by Jackson's actions.

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Bellamy felt amazing. The tight heat around Jackson's cock as he pushed inside almost made it hard to think, especially hearing and feeling Bellamy moan into his mouth. When Bellamy dragged his nails down Jackson's back, though, he hissed. His hips jerked automatically, which Bellamy seemed to enjoy. Clearly, Bellamy was already ready for more, and Jackson wouldn't deny him that. He wouldn't deny them both of that.

"Feel amazing," he panted, beginning to thrust. His cock had been largely untouched so far, but his desire had been building since the moment Bellamy had kissed him, so Jackson wasn't even sure how long he could last. he watched the pleasure on Bellamy's face, letting it wash over him and gauging how much Bellamy wanted from it until he was slamming into the man under him.

"So fucking gorgeous," he panted, his kisses almost teasing as he wanted to watch Bellamy's face. "Want to feel you come."

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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Jackson's words added to the incredible pleasure of their actions. The words fueling the building feelings within Bellamy; with each thrust of Jackson's and each panted phrase. "Almost there," he breathed, the doctor's hand stroking him making it rather close. As Bellamy had said before, he wasn't going to last long. He met each of Jackson's thrusts, pushing against him to match the pace, uncaring of the strength in which it was done. Bellamy sought out his lips, kissing him deeply, fervently, filled with hunger and need. Easing out of the embrace he spoke against his lips.

"Harder," he urged, not needing Jackson to hold anything back, wanting him to just let go of any restraints and as if to further encourage him, Bellamy's own actions grew more vigorous as he pushed against Jackson with more intensity as the man thrust inside of him. As predicted, it only took a couple more thrusts and a few more strokes before he throbbed, jerking, and finally released. It was all consuming, causing Bellamy to groan, louder than before from the sheer impact of his orgasm, a few strained breaths as he tried to catch his.

But he couldn't leave Jackson unattended. That would hardly be fair. He fought the temptation to just lie there, basking in the euphoric aftermath . . . feeling everything spin as he was in a haze of pure ecstasy. But instead, he raised his head and pressed his lips against Jackson's ear. He paused in this position, panting heavily against it. "Your turn," he whispered in a deep voice, slightly hoarse from the peak of pleasure. He nipped on his ear lobe, toying with it between his teeth for a moment before he raised his finger to his lips, sucking it briefly before moving it to Jackson's ass, skimming the space between his cheeks and then slowly inserting it between them.

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Jackson was already thrusting fairly hard when Bellamy told him to move harder, but Jackson just made a noise that was half-groan, half-growl and did what Bellamy asked him, letting go of any shred of self-control he may have been hanging on to. His own pleasure was coming to a head, his entire body racing with need, chasing his release like nothing else matter. And then Bellamy came, clenching around him, and Jackson almost his rhythm with how good it felt. Now he was the one cursing breathlessly.

Then Bellamy was panting in his ear, nibbling it, and Jackson started to move to hook his arms under Bellamy's knees, ready to tug his legs up, forcing Bellamy's hips to angle up so he could thrust deeper. When he felt where Bellamy's hands went, though, he was glad Bellamy moved faster. It was as if sparks shot up Jackson's spine when Bellamy pressed his finger inside him, and it was over. Jackson moaned against Bellamy's mouth, spilling his release into Bellamy as waves of pleasure overtook him.

When he was spent, he collapsed down against Bellamy, breathing heavily against his neck. His fingertips lazily stroked Bellamy's hair, pressing absent minded kisses against Bellamy's skin. It felt too good to move yet, so Jackson just enjoyed the aftermath of orgasm and their chests rising and falling against each other's.