[ Every single time before he has insisted his partners wear protection, so this is the first experience Jack has of being taken raw, the heat that builds enough to have him squirming and bucking even as Hiccup orgasms, pawing at his hair and shoulders. Bonelessly sagging against the couch as all that strength and molten warmth inevitably fades, his fingers drift along the dip of ribs as if to beckon him not to leave, but he's too tired to try.
Jack closes his eyes and tips his head to the side, hiding in Hiccup's neck. The stains of what they have done are now evidence on Hiccup's sofa, let alone in Jack's twitching, leaking ass, and he never imagined he would feel this small while still riding the waves of ecstasy. He said so many stupid things ...
Uncharacteristically quiet, he stays where he is and nuzzles a pulse, terrified of saying something to jolt them back into a reality where he can't have ... all this. ]
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Jack closes his eyes and tips his head to the side, hiding in Hiccup's neck. The stains of what they have done are now evidence on Hiccup's sofa, let alone in Jack's twitching, leaking ass, and he never imagined he would feel this small while still riding the waves of ecstasy. He said so many stupid things ...
Uncharacteristically quiet, he stays where he is and nuzzles a pulse, terrified of saying something to jolt them back into a reality where he can't have ... all this. ]