Page 15 of Shrapnel

Jackson marveled at how large his hand looked against Jamie’s chest. Fingers splayed out over his skin, he felt like he could palm his entire torso. Raking his palms up Jamie’s chest, he encountered something cold and metallic.

He hadn’t seen it in the low light of the room, but Jamie’s right nipple was pierced.

A subtle stainless-steel bar ran through the erect pebble. Experimentally, he flicked at the piercing.

Jamie shuddered, his back arching a little at the attention.

Jackson growled low in his throat. “I’m going to make you cry.”

“Promise?” Jamie bit back, eyes bright with defiance.

Jackson didn’t want to know why that manic look turned him on so much.

Lowering his face, he took the pierced nipple into his mouth. The metal was warm from his skin, and the balls on the end rolled against his tongue. He sucked once, and then again harder. Taking the metal in his teeth, he pulled.

Jamie cried out, thighs clenching against Jackson’s hips and pressing their cocks together. He didn’t stop. Even when the kid squirmed and wriggled under his mouth, he pulled and bit at that piercing. Pulling so hard the skin was at its limits, threatening to tear, before relaxing again, sucking it into the back of his mouth.

“God, fuck. God,” Jamie mumbled. His hair was already a mess and eyes fluttered closed.

Frantically, he ripped at their pants. He got Jackson’s down farther than his own, but it was enough to free their trapped erections.

His slender hands couldn’t quite wrap around them both, but he could rub and rock his length against Jackson’s. It felt delicious. The exquisite pull of the velvety skin rubbing against his. One—or possibly both—of their dicks was leaking like a faucet, coating them both in a wet sticky mess.

Jamie wrapped his legs around Jackson, crossing his ankles so he could hang off him like a horny sloth, rutting against him. Every time Jackson sucked and bit at his nipple, he jerked and shuddered, his mouth spilling obscenities that he definitely didn’t learn at the Weaver Syndicate.

Pressing a knee to the bed, he lifted them both and managed to shuck both of their pants off.

He buried a hand in Jamie’s hair, tugging it until Jamie gulped and whined. His other hand slipped down his sides and got a handful of ass. It was as slender as the assassin, a globe of flesh that fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. With one hand he spread those cheeks, searching down the cleft until he felt that puckered hole.

Surprised, he lifted his head and looked down at him. “You already loosened up?”

“Mhmm,” Jamie said, a blush creeping up his cheeks that had absolutely nothing to do with shame. “In the alley behind the hotel.”

“Fucking slut.”

He laughed, reaching down to take Jackson’s thick girth in his hand. He swiped a thumb over the head and watched Jackson grunt in satisfaction.

“You like it.”

God, he really fucking did.

Rearing up, he flipped Jamie so that his face was buried in the mattress and his ass was in the air. From this angle, he could see the way Jamie’s shoulders tapered down to a slim waist. His hands fit perfectly in the groove there, thumbs meeting in the middle to hold him.

His cock erect, he pressed it to the top of Jamie’s ass. Rubbing the length along the cleft. Jamie twitched as he felt the thick veins pressing against his ass. Jackson spread his cheeks so he could get a good look at that pink hole. He pictured this very hole being abused by Jamie, his hands down his pants as he hurriedly finger fucked himself in a dirty alley, head thrown back and eyes tightly closed.

Hooking a thumb in that tight hole, he felt the remnants of whatever lube he had used. It wouldn’t be enough.

Jamie was breathing into the mattress, thighs trembling in excitement.

“Like it when I look at your dirty hole?” Jackson rumbled as he reached for the cream Jamie used on his back. Tossing the lid aside, he grabbed a liberal amount and slicked up his loose asshole.

Jamie glanced over his shoulder at him. “Wish you’d stop looking and start fucking.”

Jackson knew a challenge when he heard it.

“You want it so bad, come get it.”

He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of Jamie’s hole and waited.