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His hands slid down the length of the man's chest, lips curving into a satisfied smirk as the answering groan came as his fingers danced across the length of the other man's erection. Brushing his lips softly across the side of his neck, Augustus pressed his body against the other man's back, tongue darting out to lick, tasting the slight saltiness of his skin. He licked again, at the curve between the man's shoulder and neck, and then lightly bit down.

An approving moan slipped out of his lips as Jake's hand tangled in his and his bum pressed up against Augustus' groin. They were both shirtless already, and he fumbled almost desperately at the buttons of Jake's jeans as he felt the man's back sliding smoothly against his own chest, all smooth hot tantalizing skin.

The jeans fell to the floor, and Augustus squeezed the other man's bum lightly, laughing as Jake swatted at his hand and turned to face him.

"Prat," Jake said, half between a snarl and a grin, and Augustus let him grip his fingers on his hips, almost hard enough to bruise, and pull him down onto the bed. A few moments later, and he was naked, writhing and moaning at the feeling of Jake's hand closing around his cock, sliding up and down the hot skin. The light touch of his tongue made Augustus growl, and in an almost feral movement, he flipped the other man around, suddenly trapping him underneath his arms and legs.

Another light bite, this time on the smooth skin that covered his collarbone, and he rubbed up against the other man's hip and murred at the sensation of his boxers sliding against his skin.

"Now this is hardly fair, Jake," he murmured into his ear, smile some cross between deliciously wicked and amused. "I'm naked and you're not."

"So do something about it," the other man said, voice almost challenging. Augustus raised a brow. He slid down Jake's body, licking as he went, drawing squirms and hisses of pleasure from the other man, before reaching the lining of his boxers. Licking and sucking lightly at the spot where his skin met the fabric, on the sloping point where his skin dipped from his hip bone, Augustus grabbed the waistband with his teeth and pulled up and down, sliding the boxers down to somewhere between his thighs and knees. Then, discarding the material, his tongue found something far more interesting to play with, licking playfully at the tip of Jake's cock, hand sliding up just to rake his nails lightly down the other man's torso.

He felt Jake lifting his hips underneath him, and grinned again. Fuck, he was hot. Especially like this, tangled in his sheets and naked, hair mussed and eyes full of lust. Lazily, Augustus trailed his tongue up the length of the other man's cock, enjoying the way he cursed and bit down on his lip. "You like that?" he asked in that silky-smooth voice of his, teasingly, before repeating the move, even more slowly the second time around.

Jake laughed, and it was more of a huff of breath than a real laugh, both sarcastic and arousing at the same time, and Augustus took pity on him enough to stop teasing him. The way the other man's hips twitched and hand spasmed as Augustus slid his mouth down and around his cock was reward in and of itself.

His other hand, the one not in use to prop himself up, disappeared down the length of his own body to wrap around his cock, making him moan around Jake's cock. The other man writhed, responding with an answering moan and a soft 'Fuck' that make Augustus mentally grin. Jake's fingers were caught in the bars of the headboard behind him, grasping on for dear life as Augustus' head dipped up and down. Then, suddenly, Jake was sitting up, pushing his shoulder back, grabbing his hair and kissing him, and the feeling of his wet cock sliding up against Augustus' hip was enough to make his knees weak.

And just as suddenly, Augustus was bent over the bed, relishing in the feeling of Jake pulling on his hair, nails digging into his shoulder as he slid inside of him, slowly. Holy fuck, yes, was Augustus' last coherent thought, before the feeling of Jake inside him and Jake's hand, somehow slick with lube--he'd been too distracted to notice when it had happened--wrapping around his cock and moving up and down, brought him to a place in his mind where words didn't quite make sense anymore.

Holy fuck, yes.