[Suck me off, sir. The words send shivers down his spine, his eyes fluttering closed as he let himself sink into the fantasy Jack has so easily built up around them. He can almost imagine the noise from the bell, the scampering of students past his office. One of his hands reaches down to palm himself through his jeans, lips puffy, wet and shining with spit and pre.
He opens his mouth to resume his sucking, tongue running along the underside where he can feel the thick vein pulse to his ministrations. He slides his tongue experimentally around the edge of Jack's foreskin, his free hand coming to cup around what he can't reach and twisting, pulling as he looks up at his lover, green eyes shining.]
Keep talking. [His voice is raspy, and he clears his throat.] And I'll have to give you detention for giving me smack.
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He opens his mouth to resume his sucking, tongue running along the underside where he can feel the thick vein pulse to his ministrations. He slides his tongue experimentally around the edge of Jack's foreskin, his free hand coming to cup around what he can't reach and twisting, pulling as he looks up at his lover, green eyes shining.]
Keep talking. [His voice is raspy, and he clears his throat.] And I'll have to give you detention for giving me smack.