Lost In The Rhythm
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shadowhiveLost In The Rhythm
Pairing: Jago Shakoori/James Marriott
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: This was meant to be done weeks ago around James’ birthday but alas my brain cell was hopeless. Is this gonna be the thing that’s cleared my block at last? Who knows?
“You know James, you’ve been doing so much lately you should really do something to relax.” James really had been busy, between the tour dates, working on new songs, streaming and now they had time in the studio it felt like he was making the most of it. Jago was hoping his upcoming birthday would give him an excuse to take a break but he somehow doubted it. “If there’s anything I can do to help just let me know.”
For a moment James looked thoughtful, as if considering his words. He half expected James to fob him off with some half baked excuse, telling him to just head home for the day. “Actually there is something.” He stepped closer, easily closing the distance between them until he was standing right in front of him.
For a moment Jago thought he was going to kiss him.
Instead James sank down until he was on his knees before him, giving him a look. It was needy, wanting, desperate. “Please.” The word was soft, so soft Jago wasn’t entirely sure that he’d heard anything at all.
He reached down, stroking James’ hair as he stared down at him. “Please what?”
“Please sir, let me suck you.” His voice was louder now and he sounded as needy as he looked. “I need it.”
Jago paused as if thinking, letting the words hang in the air for a few long moments. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
James’ eyes lit up and he instantly bought his hands up, his fingers quickly working to undo his flies. As soon as they the zipper was open his underwear was tugged down, freeing his dick. Jago was pretty sure he saw James salivating over the sight of it, but he didn’t really get much chance to think on it as those lips were around him.
A low groan left him, as James took him into his mouth, his soft tongue instantly starting to lap against him. In the back of his mind Jago wondered if he was a natural born cocksucker or if it was a skill he’d gained from lots of practice. As quickly as the thought crossed his mind it was gone, the suction of James’ lips making him lose all coherent thought. “Fuck…”
He glanced down at him, groaning at the sight of James’ lips around the base of his shaft, his nose buried in the dark curls that surrounded it. “Fucking hell…” Jago let out a groan, bringing a hand to stroke through his hair, making him look at up at him with his pretty eyes. “You’re made for this aren’t you? Made to suck dick.” James let out a soft moan, the vibrations sending a shiver through him. “Yeah, you know that’s what you’re good for.” He was sure James would nod if he could and Jago flashed him a grin. “Suck.”
James started to move as soon as the word left his lips, his head bobbing up and down Jago’s dick. Every time he went down he took him all the way down and his tongue fluttered against his cock, causing more groans to pass Jago’s lips along with occasional words of praise or encouragement. “Yeah… just like that… fuck…” The words seemed to spur James on, making his tongue wiggle against him or his lips squeeze in just the right way.
It didn’t take James long to find a rhythm and Jago was sure that if he was able to get a good look his eyes would be glazed over as he lost himself in it. It had happened to Jago before, his mind switching off as his focus narrowed down to pleasuring the cock in his mouth, even though he wasn’t anywhere near as good at it as James was.
James’ tongue twirled around his head, sending another wave of pleasure through him, causing his fingers to tighten in his hair. He was getting close now, he could feel it. He considered pulling James off his dick completely, holding his head away and using his free hand to jerk himself off until he painted his face with his cum. As pretty as the image was he decided against it, instead going the other way, pushing his head to take him down and stay there. “You better swallow every drop.” He muttered breathless, his thighs trembling as the other man’s lips and tongue worked on him, tipping him over the edge.
Jago cried out loudly as he came, shooting down his throat.
He panted heavily once he was done, slowly pulling James off his dick. His lips were glistening with saliva but there wasn’t a trace of white and Jago smiled, petting his head gently. “Good boy.”
There were a few moments of silence, both of them catching their breath, before James whispered in a soft voice. “Thank you.”
Jago smiled in response, offering him a hand to get to his feet. He wondered if he’d came just from sucking him off, but he wasn’t going to ask, not yet anyway. “Come back to mine, me and Kit will take care of you.”
James nodded, seemingly coming out of his daze. “Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks.” He offered Jago a wide, genuine smile before going to pick up his jacket. “Let’s go.”
Pairing: Jago Shakoori/James Marriott
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: This was meant to be done weeks ago around James’ birthday but alas my brain cell was hopeless. Is this gonna be the thing that’s cleared my block at last? Who knows?
“You know James, you’ve been doing so much lately you should really do something to relax.” James really had been busy, between the tour dates, working on new songs, streaming and now they had time in the studio it felt like he was making the most of it. Jago was hoping his upcoming birthday would give him an excuse to take a break but he somehow doubted it. “If there’s anything I can do to help just let me know.”
For a moment James looked thoughtful, as if considering his words. He half expected James to fob him off with some half baked excuse, telling him to just head home for the day. “Actually there is something.” He stepped closer, easily closing the distance between them until he was standing right in front of him.
For a moment Jago thought he was going to kiss him.
Instead James sank down until he was on his knees before him, giving him a look. It was needy, wanting, desperate. “Please.” The word was soft, so soft Jago wasn’t entirely sure that he’d heard anything at all.
He reached down, stroking James’ hair as he stared down at him. “Please what?”
“Please sir, let me suck you.” His voice was louder now and he sounded as needy as he looked. “I need it.”
Jago paused as if thinking, letting the words hang in the air for a few long moments. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
James’ eyes lit up and he instantly bought his hands up, his fingers quickly working to undo his flies. As soon as they the zipper was open his underwear was tugged down, freeing his dick. Jago was pretty sure he saw James salivating over the sight of it, but he didn’t really get much chance to think on it as those lips were around him.
A low groan left him, as James took him into his mouth, his soft tongue instantly starting to lap against him. In the back of his mind Jago wondered if he was a natural born cocksucker or if it was a skill he’d gained from lots of practice. As quickly as the thought crossed his mind it was gone, the suction of James’ lips making him lose all coherent thought. “Fuck…”
He glanced down at him, groaning at the sight of James’ lips around the base of his shaft, his nose buried in the dark curls that surrounded it. “Fucking hell…” Jago let out a groan, bringing a hand to stroke through his hair, making him look at up at him with his pretty eyes. “You’re made for this aren’t you? Made to suck dick.” James let out a soft moan, the vibrations sending a shiver through him. “Yeah, you know that’s what you’re good for.” He was sure James would nod if he could and Jago flashed him a grin. “Suck.”
James started to move as soon as the word left his lips, his head bobbing up and down Jago’s dick. Every time he went down he took him all the way down and his tongue fluttered against his cock, causing more groans to pass Jago’s lips along with occasional words of praise or encouragement. “Yeah… just like that… fuck…” The words seemed to spur James on, making his tongue wiggle against him or his lips squeeze in just the right way.
It didn’t take James long to find a rhythm and Jago was sure that if he was able to get a good look his eyes would be glazed over as he lost himself in it. It had happened to Jago before, his mind switching off as his focus narrowed down to pleasuring the cock in his mouth, even though he wasn’t anywhere near as good at it as James was.
James’ tongue twirled around his head, sending another wave of pleasure through him, causing his fingers to tighten in his hair. He was getting close now, he could feel it. He considered pulling James off his dick completely, holding his head away and using his free hand to jerk himself off until he painted his face with his cum. As pretty as the image was he decided against it, instead going the other way, pushing his head to take him down and stay there. “You better swallow every drop.” He muttered breathless, his thighs trembling as the other man’s lips and tongue worked on him, tipping him over the edge.
Jago cried out loudly as he came, shooting down his throat.
He panted heavily once he was done, slowly pulling James off his dick. His lips were glistening with saliva but there wasn’t a trace of white and Jago smiled, petting his head gently. “Good boy.”
There were a few moments of silence, both of them catching their breath, before James whispered in a soft voice. “Thank you.”
Jago smiled in response, offering him a hand to get to his feet. He wondered if he’d came just from sucking him off, but he wasn’t going to ask, not yet anyway. “Come back to mine, me and Kit will take care of you.”
James nodded, seemingly coming out of his daze. “Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks.” He offered Jago a wide, genuine smile before going to pick up his jacket. “Let’s go.”
