( He is, unfortunately. Why does he love him, again?
Ja'far feels Sinbad relax more, and he calms, too, relaxing his throat and taking him in deeper. He can't take Sinbad to the hilt, but he takes him deep, swallowing around him and swirling his tongue around the tip before he pulls back, starting a shallower rhythm. He uses his hand to pump him at the base, bobbing his head up and down. )
[ That groan comes again, deepening into a soft moan this time as his eyes go half-lidded and dark, fingers curling at the arms of his chair as Ja'far takes him deep into his mouth, surrounding him in wet heat. ]
( Ja'far looks up, half giving him a look for the praise, but also feeling rather proud he's getting that sort of reaction out of Sinbad.
He just hums, swirling his tongue around him as he continues his rhythm, letting go to take a breath and to kiss at his length. His lips are already swollen, red from his efforts. ) I'm not sure I should take that as a compliment or not, coming from you.
( He's quick to take him back into his mouth, sucking harshly around him before building back up his speed. )
[ He manages a strained laugh in between soft groans, shifting slightly on his chair as Ja'far teases him, his cock twitching against his lover's tongue as he sucks him back into wet heat. ]
And why wouldn't you? I would know, wouldn't I?
[ ...Potentially not the smartest thing to say right now, but to be fair, your mouth is very distracting, Ja'far. ]
( He snorts, clearly amused by Sinbad's enthusiasm, and with how easily he seems to be pleased. He swallows once more for good measure before he returns to his earlier rhythm, this time occasionally throwing in that rough draw around him as a tease, not letting Sinbad reach any sort of peak just yet. )
But no, Ja'far's enjoying himself, too, oddly enough. Sinbad relaxed like this in his hands, sinking into the pleasure he's giving him - it's good, it makes him feel proud, pleased. He hums around him, dragging his hands gently up the inside of his thighs, pulling away briefly to stare up at him purposefully, a smile on his face as he pumps him. )
You could get this more often if you keep doing your work like you did today.
( Yeah, that's right, dumbass. Enjoy your blowjob.
He picks up his pace now, taking Sinbad into his mouth as much as he can, swallowing around him, and pumping him at the base with his hand. He does that harsh swallowing that Sinbad seems to like, now trying to bring him towards his release. )
[ Well, at least it's successfully distracted him from any more attempts at conversation for the time being. He makes low noises of encouragement and enjoyment, head tipped back against the back of his chair. His fingers thread in Ja'far's hair - not to control or guide him, but merely wanting to grip as his lover's head bobs around his length with maddening persistence. ]
( Ja'far keeps him in his mouth, pumping faster at the base, the other hand going to play with his balls, trying to stimulate him, get him closer. He pulls back a little to swirl his tongue at the tip, then swallows harshly around it, trying to draw out his orgasm.
[ He really has gotten much better at this and it's not much longer before Sinbad himself draws closer to completion.
He gives a warning tug on Ja'far's hair - just in case he wanted to pull off - but it's almost too late even then and another deep bob of Ja'far's mouth around his length as Sinbad tensing in his chair and emptying into his lover's mouth with a low, strained groan - bitten off to keep everyone in the adjoining offices from hearing. ]
( Ja'far makes a muffled noise as Sinbad comes into his mouth, but he swallows, drinking what he can down, only a small dribble escaping his mouth as he pulls away, wiping at it with the back of his hand. He pulls off with a wet pop, taking deep breaths to reorient himself, his lips swollen and red. He swipes his tongue against them, taking what's left into his mouth. )
[ Sinbad just bends down, his hands sliding to cup to either side of Ja'far's face as he tips his head back and kisses him deeply. he can taste himself on his lover's lips but it doesn't even deter him as he kisses the other man breathless. ]
( Ja'far can't deny that he's at least half hard, Sinbad's noises and moans having turned him on. And, gods, Sinbad knows he's weak to kisses like that against the sensitive skin of his neck. He shivers, gripping onto Sinbad's shoulders as he moans lightly. )
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Ja'far feels Sinbad relax more, and he calms, too, relaxing his throat and taking him in deeper. He can't take Sinbad to the hilt, but he takes him deep, swallowing around him and swirling his tongue around the tip before he pulls back, starting a shallower rhythm. He uses his hand to pump him at the base, bobbing his head up and down. )
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Mmm, you're getting very good at this.
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He just hums, swirling his tongue around him as he continues his rhythm, letting go to take a breath and to kiss at his length. His lips are already swollen, red from his efforts. ) I'm not sure I should take that as a compliment or not, coming from you.
( He's quick to take him back into his mouth, sucking harshly around him before building back up his speed. )
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And why wouldn't you? I would know, wouldn't I?
[ ...Potentially not the smartest thing to say right now, but to be fair, your mouth is very distracting, Ja'far. ]
Gods, do that again.
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He raises his eyebrows, swallowing harshly around him again.
Like this? )
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Fuck, yes. Just like that.
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And right now, he gets a break from work. With his lover's mouth around his cock. And he's not even gonna get in trouble for it.
This is pretty much heaven? ]
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But no, Ja'far's enjoying himself, too, oddly enough. Sinbad relaxed like this in his hands, sinking into the pleasure he's giving him - it's good, it makes him feel proud, pleased. He hums around him, dragging his hands gently up the inside of his thighs, pulling away briefly to stare up at him purposefully, a smile on his face as he pumps him. )
You could get this more often if you keep doing your work like you did today.
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[ He's so impressed, Ja'far. ]
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Yes, well, threatening you doesn't seem to work anymore. I'm trying to see if positive reinforcement works with your stupid mind instead.
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( And with that, he takes Sinbad back into his mouth, a little harsher than before. )
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[ ...Wrll that's one way of shutting him up. ]
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He picks up his pace now, taking Sinbad into his mouth as much as he can, swallowing around him, and pumping him at the base with his hand. He does that harsh swallowing that Sinbad seems to like, now trying to bring him towards his release. )
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Fuck, Ja'far....
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Come for him, Sinbad. He wants you. )
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He gives a warning tug on Ja'far's hair - just in case he wanted to pull off - but it's almost too late even then and another deep bob of Ja'far's mouth around his length as Sinbad tensing in his chair and emptying into his lover's mouth with a low, strained groan - bitten off to keep everyone in the adjoining offices from hearing. ]
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Good?
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You're incredible and I love you.
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He laughs as Sinbad pulls away to talk to him, a smile breaking out on his face as he cups one of Sinbad's hands in return. )
I love you, too. Now, keep doing your work like you did today, and you'll get more rewards like this, either here or at home, my king.
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[ Teasing his lover, he kisses him again before reaching down to try and tug him up into his lap. ]
But what about you? Hmm?
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( He blinks, then shakes his head. ) This was about you. I'll be ok.
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[ He tugs Ja'far up onto his lap before playfully leaning in to kiss and nibble his way down his lover's throat. ]
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( Ja'far can't deny that he's at least half hard, Sinbad's noises and moans having turned him on. And, gods, Sinbad knows he's weak to kisses like that against the sensitive skin of his neck. He shivers, gripping onto Sinbad's shoulders as he moans lightly. )
I... wouldn't be against that.
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