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Sucky ending, but it has Jack hotness!! A Retriever smutfic. Enjoy!!

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There were many things Raziel loved about Jack: his passion, his directness, the way he could make him laugh despite himself, but above all – his hands. They were big and strong. They had saved him and held him so many times. They had fought for him, defended him and cared for him ever since the day they had met. They were warm, with long fingers and calloused spots from the use of weapons. They were the hands of a capable warrior, the kind of hands that could snap his neck within a heartbeat, would the man choose to do so.

Raziel shuddered as Jack’s hand lay flat on the back of his neck. He could feel his body tense, before he willed it to relax. The Spirit Catcher had been reluctant at first, knowing full well what Jack’s hands could do to the human body. He remembered the gruff way with which the redhead had gripped his shroud and hurt him to the very core one day. He didn’t fear Jack, but Raziel was averse to pain and even though he never intended it, Jack could hurt him in a fit of enthusiasm. But, Raziel had to admit with another shudder, it was also what made Jack so very attractive to him.

A small sound of delight slipped from the master’s lips as Jack found a sensitive bunch of muscles that had been bothering him for awhile. Raziel had picked up training sessions with Fernando, the Dragon teaching him how to fend for himself using light weapons the Spirit Catcher could carry, but so far they had been quite unsuccessful. Most of the weapons they tried were too heavy for the slender Spirit Catcher after all and he ended up hurting himself more than he would hurt his opponent. Jack had grumbled a few words in his defence to Fernando, suggesting daggers or a few lessons in fencing instead of the pole staffs and other exotic weapons they had been trying.

Fernando had shot the redhead a glare and had said nothing. He didn’t like being told what to do by Jack. It was the same the other way around. Jack couldn’t stand being around Fernando either. They always bickered and fought and it was driving Raziel crazy. He had told both he loved them, but they both seemed unwilling to share their master with the other. Sometimes, Raziel wondered if he had made a mistake admitting his feelings to his Knights.

“Boss,” Jack’s voice sounded husky in his ear and Raziel’s eyes fluttered open in start. “You’re tensing up.”

Raziel breathed out slowly and tried to relax his muscles one at a time. “Sorry,” he muttered, closing his eyes again and finding a comfortable position for his head, “I let my mind wander.”

Jack snorted, both his hands coming to rest on Raziel’s shoulder blades. They covered them completely. “I told you not to think of anything, Boss.”

“Hmhmm,” Raziel agreed, trying to get back into a more relaxed mindset. Mind completely blank, he could concentrate on the feel of another man’s hands on him. He revelled in the uncharacteristically gentle way Jack’s hands were touching him. Slick with vanilla-scented oil, they traced the skin of his back, all the way down to his waist and back up to his shoulders again. Raziel was nude, even his shroud discarded next to him on the bed and the colour of his dark skin clashed with the pristine white quality of the silk sheets.

Despite all of his boisterous inelegance, Jack was very good at massaging him. He was gentle and careful and warm, his big hands tracing all parts of Raziel’s body save for the inappropriate places. There were times that Raziel was tempted to invite him to touch those places as well, but he was a little scared. Scared that if they would make love, it would shatter something between Fernando and him. A man’s heart was a fragile thing, even if said man was a strong warrior.

But Jack’s hands were having their unmistakable effect again: slipping all the way down his spine to rest at the small of his back. Raziel could feel the muscles located underneath the pressing hands tense. A sharp feeling of desire shot through his loins and the Spirit Catcher was glad he was face down in the pillows. Only the tightening of the muscles in his lower body might have alarmed Jack something was growing tense between them.

Raziel buried his face deeper into the pillow, feeling his cheeks heat. Jack turned him on. He wanted his hands to touch more of his body. He wanted Jack to hover over him and kiss every intimate part of his body and he wanted to cling to the man in every way possible. It was more than lustful desire: Raziel loved his Hell Knight and he wanted to repay his everlasting loyalty with a display of physical attention. But he didn’t want to hurt Fernando or ruin what precious small feelings were blossoming between them. Raziel would forever love the Dragon, no matter what, but would Fernando still be able to look him in the eye if his master had made love to another man?

He was pulled from his troubled thoughts by the sound of a bottle being uncorked. Raziel didn’t look up, thinking Jack wanted to slick up his hands for a second round. The man had been practising on his legs lately and Raziel breathed in deeply as he willed his body to relax. No use getting horny over a backrub. Imagining Jack’s grinning face with the cork of the oil bottle wedged between his teeth, Raziel made a startled sound when he could feel the cool oil pool at the small of his back, tracing down. Gasping in surprise, Raziel could feel the cool oil run between his butt cheeks and it summoned an involuntary throbbing between his legs, pressing against the bed sheets.

At first he thought that maybe Jack’s hand had slipped and his aim had been off. But as he turned his head to regard the redhead, he found him leaning over him, slick middle finger trailing the oil and slipping between his cheeks as well. A surprisingly skilled finger nudged at his entrance and Raziel bit back a moan, heat exploding onto his face. “Something tells me,” he breathed, “This is not part of your new massage routine, Jack.”

The finger teasingly moved around, slicking up the surface around the entry. The Winged shrugged. “You felt like you needed it,” was all Jack said, bending down to place a soft and light kiss on Raziel’s shoulder – another uncharacteristically sweet move that had Raziel fall deeper in love with Jack. He was always so careful with him, how could Raziel not love that? His breath hitched when Jack pressed his finger in. The oil made entering easier, slick and sloppy and completely unfamiliar. Raziel had never felt anything like it before. He wasn’t sure what to think of it yet, the sensation odd but the situation unmistakably erotic. If Jack wouldn’t stop if Raziel told him to, the Spirit Catcher knew for sure he wouldn’t be able to resist. He wanted to make love to Jack. He wanted the man inside him, around him – but there was something on his mind that was bothering him.

Fernando.

Raziel’s back arched up, Jack’s finger starting a slow thrusting motion that massaged his inner walls into relaxation. The Spirit Catcher bit his lip. He had to stop Jack now, or he would be lost. Throwing a glance over his shoulder, Raziel’s heart and loins throbbed at the picture of Jack’s eyes on him. They were darkened with lust, but he was clearly holding himself back. There was a kind of longing in Jack’s eyes that told Raziel the other man had been desiring him as long as he had been desiring the Winged. But he had respected his boss’ wishes enough to hold back his own feelings and not force anything. It made Raziel’s heart melt.

“Jack,” Raziel breathed with a small groan as he arched his back more so he could angle his ass upwards for better access. The Winged could slip his finger in deeper what earned him a hiss of pleasure.

“Yeah, Boss?” Even his voice was dark now, a red blush staining Jack’s cheeks. Raziel knew that the other man must have been almost unbearably hard underneath the fabric of his light trousers. He came to a decision, taking a shuddering breath and resting his forehead on the back of his hands: “You don’t have to hold back anymore, Jack.”

That was all Jack needed to hear to intensify his loving: one oil-slicked finger was replaced by two and a second hand reached around the Spirit Catcher to rub at the growing flesh between Raziel’s legs. The man crawled over him, kissing his shoulder and breathing into his neck. “I love you, Boss.”

Raziel didn’t answer, Jack knew how he felt about him. Instead, he showed his appreciation by bucking up against him, whimpering his name and forcing his body to relax. Raziel still was a virgin and even though he had dreamt making love to his Knights countless of times before, the actual act was somewhat nerve-wrecking. But Jack was gentle, probing his behind with slick fingers, brushing past parts of him Raziel didn’t know could feel so good. He let his head fall back into his neck, sweat pearling at his temple. “Ngh, Jack . . .”

The redhead was two heads bigger than him and hovered over him completely, pulling his lithe body against him as he wrapped his fingers around Raziel’s member. The Spirit Catcher moved against him and their lips found each other clumsily, a deep kiss they left them both breathless.

What followed was a mad and needy rush of sheets crumpling and Jack’s big black wings threatening to unfurl because of his excitement. His thrusts were sharp and short, pushing Raziel against the headboard of the bed with every move. It hurt, but at the same time it didn’t and the young Spirit Catcher couldn’t find the right mind to utter anything coherent. On his knees with his hands trying to find something – anything – to hold onto for support, Jack’s hands were around his waist, pulling him against his own body with every thrust. Raziel could feel the man’s quickened breath on his back, he could hear the small groans of pleasure at the back of his throat and he mirrored them.

He would have liked to see Jack’s face as they made love for the first time, but he was too scared to show his own. His cheeks were hot with desire, small tears of pain and pleasure springing up at the corners of his golden eyes and clinging to the thick brown lashes that encircled them. Raziel licked his lips and buried his face in the pillow, muffled moans being soaked up the downy quality of it. One hand snaked down his body to pleasure himself as Jack thrust into him at a rough speed. His own stroke was slow and deliberate, drawing out this feeling for as long as both Jack and he could.

Jack was the first to come, grunting Raziel’s name in a strained voice. He held his master in place as he rode the wave of pleasure that washed over him, fingers digging into Raziel’s hips and leaving red spots because of the pressure he was applying to them. The sheer power and passion made the Spirit Catcher cry, his much smaller body bucking underneath Jack. His hole spasmed around the other man, his inner walls coated with his essence. But even as he came, Jack didn’t stop moving, keeping the stimulous for his master steady. One of his big hands reached around to cover Raziel’s, upping his slow pump to a madding fast one. Raziel couldn’t think. He was a mindless mass of throbbing nerve endings, wanting Jack harder and deeper and more, much more.

His whole body seemed to release as he came onto the bed sheets, fingers fisting a handful of silk while the other was lost in Jack’s grip. A long and unrestrained sound of pure pleasure bubbled up from the back of his throat and Raziel delivered it into the pillow as his body writhed against the other. He collapsed onto the bed, completely spent with Jack still hovering over him, placing small kisses on his sweaty shoulder. The man eased himself down next to Raziel, head propped up on one hand as his other hand retraced the paths he had been drawing earlier across the Spirit Catcher’s back.

Raziel didn’t face him, feeling somewhat embarrassed he had lost control like that. He could feel his own sticky come dry against his stomach underneath him and it grossed him out. But Jack’s hand pressing at the back of his neck relaxed him, a warm and certain touch Raziel could lean into. They came together, back to chest and Raziel blinked in surprise. “You’re still hard!” he gasped.

Jack chuckled, embracing Raziel and burying his face in the crook of his master’s neck. His lips teased the skin there, teeth lightly scraping and tongue following close after to ease the hurt. Jack made a teasing thrust with his pelvis, his still erect member rubbing against the slick expanse of Raziel’s ass. The Spirit Catcher could feel his body gave an involuntary twitch, Jack’s words whispered into his ear huskily. “That’s how much I love you, Boss.”

For a second Raziel was anxious Jack would want to go again – he wasn’t sure how much more energy he would have left to give. He was rather frail and the dull ache at his back and behind indicated he would probably need another few massages to ease out the muscles again. But Jack just held him and Raziel relaxed in his embrace until he began to feel chilly. Jack rubbed his arms to warm them. “How ‘bout we take a shower together?” Jack suggested and Raziel agreed this sounded like a good plan. “I’ll change the sheets right after so Fernando won’t have to,” the Winged promised.

Raziel was surprised. He could feel his cheeks heat up again, unsure of whether he wanted Fernando to find out. Was he that transparent to Jack? His heartbeat picked up and he grew a little uncomfortable, but Jack cuddled him all the same. “Don’t worry, Boss. I know you love that stiff prick of a Dragon, too.” Jack smiled against his skin and Raziel could feel the shadow of stubble on the man’s chin scraping against him. “You don’t want to hurt him.”

“But I don’t want to hurt you either,” Raziel said, snuggling deeper into Jack’s arms. He wished the other would never let go. “I love you both so much.”

“I’m tough stuff,” Jack gloated with a grin, but then he grew more serious. “I can live knowing you’ll never be mine completely as long as we can share moments like these.” Raziel swallowed and he suddenly felt terribly guilty for not being able to chose between one or the other. He turned around in Jack’s arms and pushed up against him to kiss him, deep and slow. He pressed against the Winged more, rolling him onto his back and crawling on top of him. Jack was strong enough to support him without trouble and Raziel could feel the rise and fall of Jack’s chest, the steady heartbeat thumping against his ribs. He was so insanely happy and sad to be in love that he didn’t know what to say.

“Ngh, Boss,” Jack breathed in between kisses, his hands coming up to rest on Raziel’s hipbones. The redhead was easily aroused and Raziel was doing a good job re-igniting the flame that had burned them earlier.

“I know,” Raziel breathed onto Jack’s lips, licking his own, “Bathe.” He tried to move, but found his muscles sore. He blinked at Jack in a lazy fashion, the hint of a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Jack’s rumbling chuckle let Raziel know he had gotten the hint and gathered the Spirit Catcher up in his arms to whisk him away towards the bathroom.
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Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:42 am
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<3

Just.

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Tue Nov 23, 2010 9:07 am
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*wriggles* Thank you, dearest <3 Twas a lot of fun smutting *chuckles*
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Tue Nov 23, 2010 7:43 pm
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Also, I forgot to say it last night because I was panicking over a paper that was due and I read it quite hurriedly, but I like how it's explicit without being porn-y. If that makes sense. There's absolutely no doubt about what's going on, but it doesn't read like blatant porn, where every other word is way too much information. xD
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Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:06 am
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*dances* Yay! I'm glad to hear you say that! I had wanted it to be gritty and dirty but without resorting to writing plain pornography.

That, and despite my interests, I am a penophobe . . . there's just some words I refuse to write down ^///^

(PS: I'm glad to see you're still lurking even though you're busy)
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Wed Nov 24, 2010 11:07 am
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((Maybe we should post more smut and get the others to come back as well xD))
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((Then put up your smut as well, you scaredy cat!))
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Wed Nov 24, 2010 1:21 pm
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. . . . ((looks awayyyy))
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Thu Nov 25, 2010 2:48 pm
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Oh yes. I'm still here, lurking. I'm sorry I haven't been active. I have one more week of classes, and then finals and then I'm done for the semester and I'll have time again! What a beautiful thought. *swoons*
SOYEAH.
Epic plotting time when that occurs. >:3

Also, I second Lid'l's motion for you to post your smutty smut, Wybsu. *pokes* <3
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