Jack let go of Logan's hair and twisted the other way, facing his feet. Slow and steady hands gripped his ass and kneaded, spreading him slowly. There had been enough build up to it and Jack dropped, flicking his tongue along the crack, taunting until he reached the entrance. His fingers moved in and pulled him wider so that he could drive his tongue in, sliding and darting, pressing and laving against the sensitive skin.
But that was all. Nothing unusual or different and certainly nothing but the warmth of his remarkably talented tongue. There wasn't even the faint sound of the candy clacking against his teeth as his mouth moved, expert and obscene.
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Date: 2008-12-22 05:48 am (UTC)But that was all. Nothing unusual or different and certainly nothing but the warmth of his remarkably talented tongue. There wasn't even the faint sound of the candy clacking against his teeth as his mouth moved, expert and obscene.