veiledndarkness | Four Brothers

Title: Lazy Summer Afternoons

Author: veiledndarkness

Rating: Mild R

Pairing: Bobby/Jack

Summary: It's never too hot.

Warnings: Usual disclaimer. Still not mine.

Nothing more than pure smut here, lol. For

niprhidel, she knows why.

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The heat was heavy, filling the house with thick, unending warmth. Jack had given up all pretenses and had crawled into bed with Bobby, who had long since stripped off, his arms pulling Bobby close, kissing his sweat-damp neck.

"Give up already?" Bobby mumbled, his face pressed to his wrinkled pillow.

Jack nodded, his fingers dancing over Bobby's chest. "Too hot for that Jackie," Bobby whispered. Jack leaned back, pulling Bobby on top of him. He slid to the side, his mouth following his fingers, teasing him slowly.

Bobby moaned lowly, feeling the arousal burn through him, the heat in the room oppressive. He felt as though he was burning, his skin hot to the touch, Jack's lips wrapped around him, tugging, licking, and teasing.

Sweat gathered on his forehead, dripping slowly as he thrust into Jack's mouth, panting and gasping. Jack swirled his tongue over the underside, the metallic circle driving him over the edge. He came in a rush, his mouth open, and the air scorching hot in the room.

Jack slid his tongue over once more, smiling as sweat trickled down his own skin steadily. "Never too warm for that," he whispered, moving along Bobby's chest.

Bobby gripped him shakily, pressing a kiss to his mouth. "You make a good point," he murmured, stroking him. Jack moaned softly, his toes tingling, Bobby's lips sliding against his, tasting him, breathing him. Jack gripped the headboard, watching through half-lidded eyes as Bobby caressed him, his thumb rubbing just the right away.

Jack moaned again, thrusting eagerly, his hair sticking to his head, his lips pressing harder to Bobby's, sweat droplets falling from both of them as Bobby tugged and stroked him, one slick finger nudging inside him while his lips slid over Jack's.

"Bobby," he murmured, arching against him, panting as he felt the heat course through him, his orgasm making him burn all out, his skin on fire from the shudders that rocked him. Jack slumped against him, breathing shallowly. Bobby wrapped his arms around him and turned to his side, kissing his neck.

"Sleep," he mumbled, wiping his hand on a shirt near the bed. Jack curled up, yawning, as he drifted off to sleep, the heat surrounding them still.

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