icy: but placing no bets. (hedging closer.)
Jack Frost ❄ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ([personal profile] icy) wrote in [community profile] pookabox 2014-10-26 05:22 pm (UTC)

Give everyone A's? [ The noises leaving Jack grow in intensity, smearing over freckled skin that he can't taste enough of. Just as he's about to introduce his mouth to an ear Hiccup slides in so fucking sleekly and Jack buckles against him, the frottage even more delicious when he has enough room in borrowed jeans to rub all over that hand and thigh. As he hardens, the tip starts to show over the sagging waistband with every thrust forward. ] H-Hiccup ...

[ Biting his lip to stay a moan, his curled lip relaxes as the pressure suddenly eases. ]

Wait — oh.

[ So he threads his fingers through lush auburn hair instead, barely needing to guide him to the pink cockhead ever so slightly on view over dark denim. Jack waits like a rubber band tensed to spring, knees locking at the sight of Hiccup on his. ]

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