adulescen

[adulescen]

Jack was stunned. The other was vulgar and speaking with an unshaken certainty. "Filthy." He murmured unyieldingly and tugged at the strands of the younger deputy hair. They couldn't delay their reservation for long, but Jack couldn't keep pushing forward without taking advantage of the situation. He stayed silent and yanked the steering wheel before stopping on the gravel roadside. "I warned yer." Jack exclaimed and rammed his waist upwards. He could feel Julian struggling around his length as a pair of damp fingers moved under his partner's trousers and traced rings over his hole. The deputy pressed forward and started working a digit deeper. "Yer really couldn't wait until we got to the motel?" He added arrogantly. Jack pushed down on his hand before his fingers pulled Julian's head back. He was beautiful—his eyes were reddening and his lips were swollen. "I think I'm startin' to prefer yer like this."

Erotic was really the only word that Julian knew that was good enough to describe each time he’s slept with Jack. The man had a way of making filthy things sound sexy, and while Julian was new to this, he still had the urge, sense, or something he couldn’t put a name to just yet, to respond in kind. Running his tongue along Jack’s cock with a moan, he glanced up to grin. “ Funny, you should know my guts better than anyone considering how often you rearrange them.” Julian smirked, proud of himself for his quick wit as he went back to sucking Jack’s cock with the urgency of a man who had something to prove. No sooner than Jack dropped the hint did Julian sink further, relaxing his throat like he’d been taught so he could take Jack in with ease. He gagged, as ordered, feeling the spit drip over his lips and out the side of his mouth. What used to hurt and be uncomfortable now made Julian hard and hornier than even. “ Fuck,” he breathed, freeing himself for much needed air. His lips were red and slick with saliva as he looked up at Jack.” Pull over and fuck me. I need to be fucked…” He pleaded. He knew it would delay their trip, but Julian’s need for Jack was overriding anything else. “ Or finger my ass… anything. I need you to make me cum.”

[adulescen]

He was aware of the several attendees staring. Rory just didn't care. They weren't his concern—Dimitri was. "I don't think my preferences are a secret. " He smugly remarked. The soccer player thought his sexuality wasn't a secret. He wasn't outspoken about his leanings, but Rory didn't avoid the question if someone asked. "I want your full attention." He moved closer to the businessman and grinned. Rory was desperate for anything from the older man. He yearned for more than a sensual glance or suggestive leer. "Is there anything I can do?" The younger man remarked before taking a swig of his beverage. His longings were evident as he toyed with the brim of his glass. "I mean, I don't want the new boss thinking I'm a liability." Rory looked over his shoulder and scanned the crowd before placing his hand on the thigh of the businessman, his thumb caressing the fabric close to his crotch. "I'll be a good boy, I promise."

Rory’s approach brought about a stiffness in Dimitri’s shoulders that was no doubt noticeable. He was always cool and relaxed around everyone, and yet the moment he realized that Rory was coming his way, Dimitri found himself internally panicking like a giddy school girl before her crush. He was too aware of his body, which caused the tension as he tried to force himself to look away. “ Everyone’s staring at you — I’d have thought you’d enjoy that sort of thing. I see quite a few women wetting their knickers over that point-and-wink thing you keep doing… If only they knew where your preferences truly lay.” Dimitri teased. He took a deep drink from his glass that drained it, much to his disappointment. Turning to the bar, he motioned for another before glancing at Rory. “ If it makes you feel any better, I’m keeping an eye on all my players tonight. I can’t have a bunch of drunk, horny idiots doing anything that will be a PR nightmare that costs me even more of my precious millions… You being the most notorious, will have my eye the most. That, if anything, should make you feel special. It’s when I get bored and stop looking that you should be afraid.” Dimitri smirked. “My attention span is notoriously short.” 

[adulescen]

The other was unrelenting and persistent. Jack couldn't even muster a quip or cutting remark. He could only focus on the keen movements of the younger man. "Hardly." He added with a yearning pause while the feeling of impatient fingers toyed with the crotch of his trousers. He sounded a wavering breath before shuffling in his seat. "I don't remember yer being this gutsy." The deputy trooper continued until Julian freed his hardening length. He shuddered and gave a rasping groan. His hands jerked at the steering wheel as the older man struggled to keep still. "Is that what yer want?" Jack tried to carry on, but his actions fumbled as the other started bobbing his mouth over his arousal. "I knew yer mouth would be trouble." He murmured and knotted a hand through his partner's hair. His sight trained forward as his other hand tensed to keep control. He moved in rhythm with Julian and tenderly nudged his mouth further. "I can't hear yer gagging."

“You’re always to blame.” Julian grinned as he kissed along Jack’s neck and jaw. The man’s body was so hard and toned everything that Julian wondered just how much workouts he did in private to keep in such good shape. It was almost as if it were natural, which was annoying, but Julian would be a liar if he said he didn’t like it. As he palmed Jack’s cock, the fabric of the man’s underwear felt like a wall between him and what the wanted most in that moment. He fussed until he freed Jack’s very erect dick and his mouth began to water before he even lowered it. The only thing that gave him pause was Jack’s sudden stuttering. It was new, but amusing, and Julian grinned wider than he ever had. “ What, do you want some mood music while I suck your dick?” He chuckled, running his finger along the underside of Jack’s cock. “ Don’t worry… We have time for playlists later. Right now the only thing I want is your heavy cock filling my throat until I gag.” Julian practically groaned out before lowering his mouth over Jack’s arousal and wasting no time sucking.

[adulescen]

Rory was a problem. He was stubborn and unmanageable—a publicist's nightmare. His reputation was atrocious, and almost nothing could salvage his crumbling character. The only thing saving the young soccer player from dismissal was his exceptional track record on the field. He was the reason for their numerous game-winning streaks and head ranking on the leaderboard. His teammates were nothing without Rory, but his background on the field didn't extend to social and promotional engagements. The athlete understood the reasoning behind the auction. He wasn't against attending the event, either. The thought of being bought by the highest bidder aroused the soccer player. He arrived fashionably late. The venue was reasonably crowded as several high-paying businessmen (and women) cast their sight towards an impeccably-clothed Rory. He grinned and mingled with the masses, but his attention veered away and caught another leering. He wasn't surprised at the other. He had caught the businessman eyeing him countless times. "I really don't think you should be staring." He commented before flagging down the bartender for a beverage. "You don't want people getting the wrong idea."

His sister teased him often for being a slut, but she couldn’t take the piss out of Dimitri when it came to his skills as a businessman. While it was a brash decision that led to him buying an entire football club, Dimitri wasn’t going to sit around and let it just be one of the many in the U.K. with mild success as all they had to their name. No, it needed to be the biggest and the best, and the first step to that was good players, which he already had. The second was promotion. Everyone had to know their name and the names of each team member. They had to be all people spoke about, and that would only start if they gave them positive reasons to. So with his skill in PR and consumerism at play, Dimitri organized a huge event. It would be black tie and the drinks would be abundant, and right as everyone was good and drunk, they’d start auctioning off the players for dates in the name of charity. It was a classic that everyone had fun with, so he knew it’d do well. He arrived later than everyone on purpose, took a few photos with the team and coaches, and then headed inside the venue to see how things were going so far. He grabbed a drink and sat at the bar, watching before he began to mingle, but in spite of his best efforts, DImitri’s eyes landed on Rory. The man had left quite an impression on him, and while he lived up to his sister’s words, Dimitri could get dick anywhere… He knew it wasn’t worth it to get involved with his employee. And yet, he couldn’t look away from the athlete.

[adulescen]

Julian used to be meek and unassuming. He wasn't forward or self-assured. His demeanour was almost unrecognisable. This wasn't the same person Jack was persuading several months ago. He was different. "Only when yer ain't talking." The older man struggled and sounded out a groan. His arousal was growing with every palming action of his co-worker. "Yer tryin' to blame me?" He questioned arrogantly before opening his mouth to continue. "I'm not the one with their hand around my cock." Jack murmured with a lowering breath and strangled his grasp around the steering wheel. His sight remained steady, but the other moving closer wasn't helping his concentration. "I think yer had other plans." Jack added awkwardly. He wasn't used to someone else having the upper hand. He liked being in command and taking charge, but the moment Julian slipped a hand underneath his trousers, the elder was overwhelmed. "Uh. Yer sure you don't wanna put on your playlist?"

He felt free. He felt safe. He felt emboldened. Being away from prying, judgmental eyes was only a part of it; Jack’s comfort and confidence in him made Julian feel at ease to do things he would never have been able to without the other man’s encouragement. He was still struggling with his sexuality a bit — while deep down he knew, Julian still didn’t want to put a label on himself. But none of that seemed to matter when he was with Jack. “I thought you liked my mouth?” He playfully whispered as his lips pressed against Jack’s neck. His hand busied itself with rubbing the outline of Jack’s cock through his jeans, a moan rolling in Julian’s throat as he tried to keep himself calm. “This was supposed to be a nice drive.” He scolded,  his fingers pulling at the man’s zipper before his hand dipped inside. “I had a whole plan… We didn’t even play ‘I Spy’ yet. I had a playlist and everything…” Julian joked as he gently bit into Jack’s shoulder, his hand still palming Jack’s cock. “Why do you always have to ruin our nice plans?”

[adulescen]

Jack was adjusting. He was used to being smart-mouthed and obnoxious. He was going against his usual disposition for the other. He wanted to be a better person for Julian. "Yer sure?" He added jokingly. He was becoming more comfortable expressing his feelings, albeit nervously. Jack didn't expect the change, and his temperament (along with his manners) wouldn't change overnight. "I like to try." The older man commented with a grin. He was lying. He wasn't used to someone being sweet. He didn't know how to respond. "I warned yer about that mouth of yours." His cheeks were flushed and his breathing heaved at the other's comments. He sighed contently and grinned as his partner cuddled closer. "I thought that was obvious by now?" He was savouring the tender moment, which was something Jack didn't do often. His fingers continued combing through Julian's hair, but his actions ceased as the feeling of a cupped hand began rubbing over his crotch suggestively. "Is that what yer think?" He shuffled around before groaning lowly under his breath. "I think I might need a little proof."

"What? No!" Julian was quick to correct, a bit flustered btu the accusation. He wasn't quite sure how to tease Jack, if he had to be honest with himself; the entirety of whatever they were was spent with Julian just learning how to exist around another man that he had feelings for. The idea alone that he was confident enough in his skills to tease Jack was laughable. Annoyed but not to the point of actual anger, Julian raised their hands and gave Jack's a gentle bite as a way of scolding him. " Do you have to ruin every sweet moment?" Julian scoffed. The only saving grace was that Jack responded well to Julian's word vomit. He didn't think much about keeping his silly thoughts inside, but there was an odd feeling of joy that came with how Jack stuttered at the compliment. "No, loser, I just have eyes." Julian chuckled. " Eyes that can see you blushing right now. That's fucking cute." He snickered. Now he was teasing. A bit sad that his palm wasn't in Jack's anymore, Julian was happy to accept the alternative, cuddling up closer to Jack as he drove. It was a nice, long stretch of road ahead of them, and he felt safe knowing that no one would see them. " Nah, I don't need flattery to get into your pants." Julian smirked. His hand reached over and cupped the front of Jack's jeans firmly, thumb rubbing over the mound that was being clung to. " This is already all mine." He smirked, leaning in to kiss Jack's neck. " Anything, huh?" he prodded as his hand began to apply pressure to Jack.

[adulescen]

His teasing comments and (almost) innocent looking features were enough to render Jack wordless and sensually bothered. There wasn't another person who could make the older man fluster over his words. "Yer teasin' me?" He questioned and eyed the road ahead. He remained quiet until the feeling of the other's shaven cheek was brushing against his hand. "I don't think my hand is the only thing yer like the feelin' of." Jack commented and feigned a playful pout as Julian dropped his hand from their grasp. "Uh." He was dumbfounded. There were several words someone could use to describe the deputy, but beautiful wasn't one of them. "Yer hit your head on the way over here?" The older man shuffled in his seat. He wasn't used to being complimented. He was more embarrassed than anything. Jack coughed and stretched his arm over to the other. His fingers raked through and began playing with his co-worker's hair. "Yer hopin' to get into my pants or somethin'?" He joked and attempted to use humour to change the conversation. "Yer only need to look my way and I'll do anythin' yer want."

“So… Keep talking then?” Julian smirked. They had a whole weekend ahead of them to do whatever they wanted, and Julian wanted to fill up as much of the time making all his dreams come true. Part of him felt that it was a dream and the moment they went back to work on Monday, they’d be back at square one again. That fear made him grip Jack’s hand harder. He didn’t want to lose the progress they’d made. Lifting their hands to his lips, Julian kissed Jack’s hand before resting his cheek on it. “ I like the feeling of yours, too.” He said in a whisper so soft he wasn’t even sure if he said it, or only thought it. After a long pause, he let their hands drop so Jack could drive easier, but fixed his gaze on him. “Did I ever tell you that you’re really beautiful?” He said aloud with confidence this time, a smile on his face as he took in every detail on the man’s profile. “ You have that Hollywood face… Really handsome and rugged and sculpted… Sometimes I find myself staring at you with more envy than lust for being so attractive.” Julian chuckled.

[adulescen]

Julian. He couldn't comprehend not being captivated by the younger man. His tanned features and warm-hearted character were enough to upend his feelings and emotions. "Yer should stop talkin' or else I'll make another part of yer blush." The elder sighed and chuckled at the other's comment. Several moments passed until Jack's fingers were intertwined with his co-workers. "Yer askin' me?" He was surprised. He wasn't expecting to be overwhelmed by the question (and the action). He took a breath before squeezing Julian's hand. "I know I like feelin' yer hand." He answered and continued along to their destination. Jack was calm. The other eased his more unpleasant ways and softened his view point. "And I know I like yer." He stammered out his words. He wasn't ready to be open about his feelings. He just wanted to give something to Julian. Jack remained silent. He took another breath and continued looking ahead, waiting for a response from the other.

“Well, it’s definitely a plus.” Julian mused, enamored by Jack’s accent, kind brown eyes, and stupid crooked smile. His knees would have buckled by Jack’s wink alone had he not been trying his absolute hardest not to melt for the man until they were truly alone. “Is that… are you blushing, Jack?” Julian teased, but he was just as flustered to see the pink tint the other man’s cheeks. Trying not to push his luck, Julian obeyed, keeping silent until they were both secured behind seatbelts. “You existing turns me on.” Julian grinned, flashing what he hoped was a flirtatious smile at Jack before they began the drive. It wasn’t a few minutes before Julian couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He gave a glance around, as if someone would pull up out of nowhere on the empty road and match pace until they were right alongside the pair to catch them. For all his worries and paranoia, Julian didn’t want to let it hinder anything. He took a shallow breath before reaching for Jack’s hand, lacing his fingers through Jack’s and letting out a soft, shaking breath. “ Is this okay…?”

[adulescen]

His previous actions were (usually) enough to render another person under his thrall. "Is that what you imagine goes on down there?" Rory wasn't oblivious. He could see the businessman was tempted. He just didn't care to further the conversation anymore. The athlete murmured under his breath before shifting away from the other. His emotions remained composed until a sneer appeared on his features. "I get nothing out of this." He chuckled and redirected his sight to the tented trousers of the older man. Rory didn't beg. His unwavering arrogance usually prevented the words from leaving his mouth. He wasn't going to continue pleading. "I hope you don't think you have the upper hand here." The soccer player wasn't going to be overzealous anymore. He didn't have a problem kneeling for the other before. Things were different now, and Rory was going to make the elder beg. "I was going to do anything you said." He turned around and stepped closer to the door. "I'm going to make you ache." He added before veering back to face the older man. "I'm going to tease and arouse until you're pleading for a single touch." He ended the conversation and closed the door. He hummed under his breath, knowing the other was going to come crawling.

All movement ceased when Rory’s hand got dangerously close to Dimitri’s cock. An annoyed look on his face, the older man wanted to offer a threat or rebuff the athlete in a way that said he was professional and disciplined, but his body was calling for him to act in the most undisciplined of ways. “Oh? Is that what goes on in the locker room? I do hope we have good cleaning staff if sweat isn’t the only bodily fluid dripping down the showers…” Dimitri smirked cleverly. Taking in a breath sharply, the idea of Rory begging was very, very appealing to Dimitri. Enough to have him bite his lip. “You clearly have many talents with that mouth of yours…” Dimitri noted through gritted teeth. “I wouldn’t have taken you for the type to beg, but at the same time, you’re clearly a slut who’ll do anything to get his way… But I’m not sure it’s worth the risk — that you’re worth the risk. How do I know this isn’t some trap? Blackmail… You do this, and then next thing you have me by the balls in a not-so pleasant way. Why should I believe that you dont’ have some camera hidden somewhere or your phone set to record this? What do you get out of this? Favors? Or are you just that easy? If you bend over for a man just because, how can I know you’re to be trusted? How do you plan on proving your loyalty?”

[adulescen]

His uncertainty was easing around the other. He wasn't used to being so mesmerized by another person. Jack was adjusting, albeit slowly. "I think yer just like being alone with me." He added, giving a wink to his partner. The thought of being open with the younger man and sharing his childhood was terrifying. He had his reservations, but Jack hoped Julian wouldn't judge. "Keep walking and shut up." His features shuddered in embarrassment as the other commented on his actions. The older man couldn't believe his infatuation with his co-worker had led to something as heteronormative as hand-holding. He chuckled at the thought as he dawdled behind. His sight lingered over Julian's frame for several seconds before catching up with him. "Is that all it takes to turn yer on?" The deputy grinned and opened the door to his vehicle with an arched eyebrow. He shuffled into his seat and cranked the ignition, waiting for Julian. "I think there are other things I could be doin' with my hand." He added, suggesting something unlawful. Jack should have known better than to insinuate such a thing. The pair would usually arrest a civilian if they saw anything similar. "I'm sure my pickup has enough space for you to be puttin' yer mouth to work."

“To be alone with you outside of this podunk hell hole? Eager is an understatement.” Julian smiled. He was almost upset when Jack closed the door. Julian admittedly didn’t expect the man to be so prepared, and had hoped to have a moment inside with him before they left. Still, there would be time for that soon enough so Julian was quick to hide his pout as he slung Jack’s back over his shoulder. “ You seem just as ready as I am — I really thought I’d have to drag you out of bed. Of course, that’s just an excuse to put my arms around you, but…” Julian smirked. When Jack extended his hand, Julian froze. His mouth moved faster than his mind, and a confused but happy look spread across his face as he looked up at Jack. “ Were you…Were you trying to hold my hand?” Julian chuckled out. His cheeks warmed up at the thought, and although he wanted to throw caution to the wind and take Jack’s hand in his, Julian decided to hold off until they got in the car. “Yours. Come on… Let’s get going, I hate wasting time.” He offered with a soft smile and a nod towards Jack’s vehicle. “ You can hold my hand in the car — you only need one hand to drive, anyway. I’ve seen you do that sexy backing-out-of-the-driveway thing enough times to know.” Julian teased before heading to toss their things in the back seat. 

[adulescen]

Jack was worried. He wasn't used to feeling nervous or panicked. The older man was more straight to the point and overconfident. He almost couldn't understand feeling utterly obsessed with someone until he met the other. His waking and sleeping moments were spent thinking about his co-worker, resulting in a more highly strung and strenuous temper to overcome the officer. He wanted to be better for the other. He needed to feel like he deserved to be around Julian. He was humming under his breath as he stuffed pieces of clothing and bathroom essentials into a worn-out backpack. Jack could feel an uneasiness climbing to the forefront—a worry. There were several reasons why the officer asked to spend the weekend away with his partner. He wanted to be honest with the other about his childhood and the reasoning behind his inability to confess his feelings. His nerves continued to heighten until the sound of knocking caught him off guard. "Eager, are yer?" Jack teased. It was almost as if his anxieties vanished when Julian turned up on his doorstep. He couldn't help but feel a warmth anytime the other was around. With a grin on his features, the deputy tossed his backpack at the younger man before closing the door behind them. "The things I do for a pretty face." He added and instinctively reached a hand out towards Julian's, but his better judgement stopped him. "We takin' your car or mine?"

Toothpaste, toothbrush, body wash, body lotion, face lotion, electric shaver, deodorant, three changes of clothes, four changes of underwear… Julian went down a list as put everything away into his overnight bag that he usually used for trips out of town to his grandparents or for fishing trips, double checking that he’d have everything he’d need so he wouldn’t have to leave the house. He had been lucky to get a day off, making the weekend a long one for him, and he had full plans on using it to cash in on a promise. The bag had compartments for everything, which was why he loved it — he was able to fit all his essentials in just one bag, which he hoped made him seem actually lower maintenance than he really was. It was all for Jack. The man had already been having a hard time dealing with his intensity, and Julian really wanted to put him at ease a little. Being cool and aloof wasn’t exactly his thing, but if Jack was trying, so could he. Once he had everything. Julian checked his house to make sure everything was off before grabbing his bag and heading to Jack’s place. The drive was short, and he knew he wasn’t expecting him, but Julian wanted to make sure he couldn’t give Jack a chance to change his mind or make up an excuse. Knocking the door upon arrival, Julian smiled as he waited, his shoulders falling in relief when Jack opened the door. “ Mornin’.” He said chipper as ever. “ I believe you owe me a weekend out of town?”

[adulescen]

He wasn't used to someone being (annoyingly) resistant to his advances. It was an unfamiliar feeling as Rory could usually tempt anyone with sexual favours. The older man was showing more restraint than others, but his evident arousal was enough for the soccer player to further his actions. "I can be worse." He added as his hand stopped along the businessman's thigh. A part of Rory enjoyed the other rebutting his advances, almost as if the athlete was wearing him down. "Why do you think team morale is so high?" He was lying through his teeth. There was some truth to Rory sleeping with other people associated with the clubhouse, but several people within the league were unlikely. He figured even the idea could coax the older stranger. "I can't have my teammates going out to the field unsatisfied." He continued and tapped his fingers dangerously close to the other's crotch. "I think you know what I want out of this." His intentions were clear and his patience was running out. "I'll beg, y'know. I can get down on my knees and plead because I'm not leaving this room until your hand has been around my throat and your seed is leaking from my mouth."

It was obvious by now that Rory was driving him nuts on purpose, and yet Dimitri was finding it impossible not to fall into the younger man’s trap. One wrong move would blacklist him forever, and while it wasn’t an issue of money, Dimitri cared about his reputation just as much as his millions. Still, Dimitri’s heart was pounding in his chest and his breathing was uneven the closer Rory got. When the athlete’s hand moved to his thigh, Dimitri let out a long breath he didn’t know he was holding. “ You say you can, but you’re only being a bad boy right now. A very, very naughty boy…” Dimitri moaned out, betraying his common sense by egging Rory on and not moving his hand. Dimitri wet his lips as he avoided Rory’s eyes. “ So you’re the locker room pump, is that it? They pass you around in there and you take all those cocks just like that? Is that how you got so popular?” Dimitri chuckled. “And here I thought the only balls getting passed to you were out on the field.” Dimiti smirked, proud of himself for his quip since he couldn’t be proud of himself for anything else in the moment. ”And what is it exactly that you get out of this?’

[adulescen]

Their conversation wasn't ethical; they were crossing a boundary that would get anyone else sacked from their profession. Rory should've known better. They both should've known better. He could've stopped their exchange and redirected the meeting to his weakening reputation. He was going to. But the sight of the businessman's tightening trousers was enough for the soccer player to overlook his more reasonable judgment. "I can behave." He added, stepping forward. His movements were sensual, and his intentions were evident as he narrowed the space between them. Rory was taking a mental log of the other man's behavior and spotted his reddening hand struggling at his desk. "Is that what you want to hear?" There was no going back. The only thing on Rory's mind was whether or not he would end up on his knees by the end of the day. He sighed and moved closer to the other. He didn't attempt to be subtle as his hand moved along the inner thigh of the older man. "I don't have a problem talking about the several times I've been down on my knees in this office." He continued, choosing his words carefully. "How about the times I've had my back arched against a locker in the clubhouse and begging to be fucked?"

It was stupid to be so forward — even as a joke, this was a complaint to HR waiting to happen. The last thing Dimitri needed was to let his dick get him in trouble (again) and end up losing his millions in a harassment suit. Still, there was no denying that Rory was sexy. And with an ass Dimitri could see from the front, the man was having a hard time staying focused. Sitting on the edge of his desk, Dimitri gripped the pointed end as a way to make himself behave by focusing on the discomfort and cleared his throat. “ Well, behaving and not ending up in the headlines for anything beyond playing well is a good start.” He began, trying to keep his eyes on the younger man’s. He was doing his best, but the more Rory spoke, the more his hand gripped the desk and the tighter his pants got. Dimitri’s breath came out uneven as he clenched his jaw. He should have been leading by example with behaving, but the mental image Rory placed in his mind was so powerful that Dimitri couldn’t help himself. “ If I didn’t know any better I would think you were trying to sleep your way into my good graces. You also seem all too ready and comfortable with the idea of begging on your knees. Done that a lot, have you?” 

[adulescen]

Jack was asking a lot. His unwillingness to admit his feelings for the other was becoming a problem for their relationship (or lack thereof). His affection for the younger man was deep and unrelenting. He couldn't go an hour without his co-worker being on his mind. "I know yer want more." He added with a long sigh. "I want to be more for yer." He stepped back and directed his sight to the other. Jack wasn't a sentimental person. He was insensitive and hard-hearted, but being around Julian made the deputy an altogether different person. "I don't want yer to wait around." He didn't want to hold the other back. He could tell Julian was becoming comfortable with his sexuality. Jack didn't want to hamper his progress. "Yer shouldn't have to wait for me." He responded and cupped the other's cheek in the palm of his hand. His thumb caressed the tanned skin as he looked deeply into the eyes of the younger man. "I know how I feel about yer." Jack continued onwards and pushed his uneasiness aside to ease Julian. "I just have trouble saying what yer want to hear."

Their flirtatious banter aside, Julian was a little more than stressed by the situation. Falling in love was supposed to be beautiful and safe, but Jack being the way he was only added to the nervousness of falling for another man. He wanted so badly to be out and free, and while he understood that nobody had to think the same way, Julian couldn’t understand why Jack didn’t want the same. Before he could delve into reasons, Jack surprised him. The last thing Julian was expecting was to be kissed like that right there in the office. Anyone could walk in, and while that was the fear that plagued him, there was something underneath that. The fact that Jack would even risk it… It had to mean something, right? Julian threw caution to the wind as he returned the kiss, feeling his heart ache. When they pulled apart, Julian wanted nothing more than to hold onto the older man, but somehow restrained himself. He stayed for as long as he could with his forehead pressed against Jack’s before pulling away. “For now.” He said softly. His words were a promise as much as they were a wish. “For now, it can be enough.” 

[adulescen]

Rory was pushing his luck. His uncaring remarks and sexual suggestions were grounds for dismissal in most professions. But the overzealous soccer player was intrigued by the strange businessman. He was exactly his type. The other was an older and sophisticated gentleman with a penchant for keeping the athlete on his toes. He couldn't help but wonder about the lengths Dimitri would go to mold him into a more compliant person. "Is that what you're into?" He added smugly. There were only two ways this conversation could go. The disrespectful comments Rory made to the other man would either result in a stern warning or make Dimitri realize that the younger player was not going to back down. "How do you propose I keep myself in your favor?" He stood upright and moved closer to the businessman as his sight looked over the older stranger. His words weren't upsetting to the athlete. They were more amusing than anything. "Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg?" He questioned before continuing onward. "I can be a good boy for you and get down on my knees." Rory did not care at this point. He was only responding to the comments of the other and wasn't expecting a reaction of any substance. "I mean, you own me. I can bend over your desk instead and you can punish me for being disobedient."

The younger man’s comment didn’t fail to bring a smile to Dimitri’s lips, but he tried to hide it. The man was, of course, attractive, but that was no excuse to let his demons out. No one who knew him thought of Dimitri as a stand-up guy. His high sex drive and lack of care for people’s feelings had gotten him in more than enough trouble in his youth, and he was trying to change that now that forty hit him like a cartoon piano. Still, he couldn’t help that his initial thought was to put the man’s mouth to the test. “ Well aren’t you a naughty boy?” Dimitri tsked. It was probably a passing cheeky comment — Dimitri wasn’t even sure he stood a chance based on preference alone, and didn’t want to stoop to the man’s level either way. “But a pretty mouth will only get you so far; I’m in charge now. Whatever you got away with in the past has no bearing on you now.” Dimitri rose from his seat and slowly made his way around his desk to Rory. “ You’re what the people want now, but you’re human like the rest of us. You’ll age, you could get injured — anything could happen that can see you replaced. I don’t think you’re entirely as valuable as you think you are, young man.” He tutted. “ And there’s a few hundred talented youths out there waiting for their shot at stardom. I could keep you in check… But why should I exert myself doing so for you, when I’m the rich one signing your paycheck? It should be you trying to keep yourself in my favor, don’t you think?. And I do love an obedient boy…”

[adulescen]

Julian wasn't the only person who needed to come to terms with something. He might have been struggling with coming out and his sexuality, but Jack was having trouble expressing his feelings for the other man. He couldn't even muster a word of assurance to keep his coworker from thinking something different. "I can't resist a man who wears little to no clothing for me." He commented with grinning features and an arched eyebrow. He noticed Julian's demeanour sour, causing a disheartened look on Jack's features. His words were enough to awaken something inside the patrolman. He stayed silent for several seconds before grabbing the wrist of the other and pulling him away from the security cameras. His movements were quick as he brought Julian closer for a heated kiss. Their mouths moulded together perfectly as the embrace deepened. "I know yer want me to say somethin'." He added with an almost nervous-sounding reply. He wanted to say something more reassuring for Julian, but Jack wasn't ready. He only hoped a stolen kiss would be enough. "I need this to be enough for yer." He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to the others as a hand cradled his cheek in the palm. "Can this be enough?"

An audible sigh passed through Julian’s lips as Jack spoke. He was more than used to the other’s teasing, and even grew to enjoy it, but there were times where Jack was so oblivious that it was almost painful. Even though the touch was innocent looking enough, Julian breathed through the urge to press his lips to Jack’s hand. “Yeah, I know you do, that’s why I wear them.” He chuckled. Pulling away for both their sakes, Julian took the papers from the stack and moved towards the small table to tap them neatly together. “ You really do suck, you know that?” Julian laughed. “ Every hour of every day that I’m awake is spent thinking about kissing you or just wishing that I could hold your hand and not care who sees, and you have the nerve to ask me if I like you? When even being in this room with you and not being able to at the very least breathe in your scent is hell?” Julian sighed. He glanced around the room for a stapler, spotting it closer to the machine and making his way back, which also took him closer to Jack. “ There’s no cold or hot shower that can stop the way you make me feel. Lucky you though.”

[adulescen]

He knew things were changing between them. They weren't aggressive towards each other anymore. The pair were warm and flirtatious, almost acting as if they were in a relationship. Jack wasn't used to being with another person, and the thought of doing so was frightening. "Who said I had a problem with it?" He coyly answered as his sight peered over to the other man and lingered over his frame. 'I actually prefer yer wearing just the shorts.' He edged closer to his co-worker and placed a hand on his shoulder. The touch was a small gesture, inconspicuous to anyone who might catch them. He was more caring of Julian's journey to accepting his sexuality, even if Jack once used his confusion as a way to toy with other's feelings. He offered a thoughtful look to the man as his thumb rubbed his shoulder over the fabric of his uniform. "Yer tryin' to say you like me or somethin'?" He added with a slight chuckle. The deputy sheriff appreciated the sentiment, but Jack wasn't ready to express his feelings outwardly. He only hoped Julian understood how he felt towards him. "Keep sayin' things like that, and I might need to have a cold shower after talkin' to yer."

“Wow, rude…” Julian smiled. It was nice to be able to be like this, even though he wasn’t even sure what this was. “And to think I was just trying to be bros. It’s not my fault I squeeze in a workout wherever I can. Don’t look at my ass if you have a problem with it.” He countered with a knowing smirk. As the papers filled out of the machine with a loud whirring sound, Julian took the moment to turn and face Jack. He basically had to lead him by the hand, but he still wasn’t expecting Jack to actually make an offer. His dark eyes went wide and a dopey grin tugged at his lips as Julian looked at the other man. “ R-really?” He stammered out, surprised to the point of flushing. “I wasn’t….” He mumbled, avoiding Jack’s eyes as he blushed a deep crimson. “ I wasn’t joking.” He paused, letting the words hang in the air. “ It’d be nice to go… To be with you somewhere away from all this… To not have to run off before the morning so no one sees me leaving your place…” Julian sighed longingly. “To actually get to sleep next to you for once.”