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There's Just No Helping Ninjas


Open Post for All Your David Alleyne/Prodigy Needs. TFLN overflow, PSL ideas, requests for starters, your wish is his command. After all, Technical Support is there to assist.

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[helpdesk_hero]

[David whines. He takes the shushing seriously, shutting up entirely. It means that he's digging his teeth into his lip instead as his legs start to quake.]

[speed_of_snark]

[Jean-Paul places far more gentle kisses to the soft skin of David's lower belly before he finally wraps a hand around his cock and strokes it firmly.]

You're so good, David.

[He ducks his head to lick up David's shaft.]

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[His feet found purchase against the desk, pushing up into the grip of that hand, and then brushing against the tongue. Fuck that was good. Always so good.]

[speed_of_snark]

[By this point, he knows what David likes - Jean-Paul takes him fully into his mouth and sucks, letting his tongue move the way he knows will elicit soft whimpers. When he pulls his lips off he replaces them with his hand as he dips lower still, tonguing gently at David's balls.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[Self control is a must for David, that much had been and likely always would be obvious for Jean-Paul. Which made it all the more wonderful when Jean-Paul broke past that control and right into David reaching the point of surrender. Today it came with the drag of tongue over his balls, and in the form of cursing under his breath.]

Fuck. Oh god, love, do that more.

[speed_of_snark]

[Jean-Paul hums, somehow sounding amused in spite of not saying a word. He drags his tongue over sensitive skin again and again, gradually mouthing David's balls. As he does he drags his free hand up to slip under David's ass and squeeze.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[David keens at the attention, his hips jerking up when Jean-Paul squeezes his ass.]

Mon coeur, fuck me. Please, baby.

[speed_of_snark]

Oh, David. [Gently, he lets his fingers move, pressing at David's hole first.]

You're perfect. You're so wonderful. Breathe, mon amour, relax.

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[Relax? Yes, he thinks he can do that. He shivers and closes his eyes, focusing on slow, careful blinking. Just Focuses on the in and the out. It's nice, to feel the fingers pressing into him.]

Breathing, love.

[speed_of_snark]

Good. [He drops gentle kisses to his thighs again.]

On your back, or bent over your desk?

[helpdesk_hero]

Bent over. Come on, it's hotter that way.

[Surely Jean-Paul has wanted to bend him over things before.]

[speed_of_snark]

I agree, actually. [He wriggles up to kiss David's mouth before he moves to pull him down and flip him over. He kisses the back of David's neck gently as he slides his cock over the curve of his ass.]

Ouais?

[helpdesk_hero]

Ouais. Ouais, mon coeur.

[Don't leave him hanging. David presses his arm against the desk to put his head down in a big more comfort.]

[speed_of_snark]

[Jean-Paul pushes into David slowly, pausing to lean over and kiss his shoulderblades before he pulls back and then moves forward again. Long, slow thrusts.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[Slow? Slow?! Rude! David moans, a low series of curses coming from his lips as he tries to push back against Jean-Paul. Let him go faste.r]

[speed_of_snark]

[He chuckles softly, letting his hands settle on David's hips. Jean-Paul can't deny his lover for long, and so he begins to rock his hips more quickly.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[The desk rocks under them a bit as Jean-Paul starts to pick up speed. And David groans.]

Yes, baby. Break my fucking desk.

[speed_of_snark]

[Okay, that almost startles a laugh out of him. Thankfully for the mood, Jean-Paul manages to keep it in. He digs his fingers into David's hips and thrusts harder, faster, before slowing again.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[Yeah, the desk was definitely moving forward under the force.]

Jean-Paul! You glorious fucker!

[speed_of_snark]

[He does laugh this time, folding over to kiss David's spine before he straightens.]

Alright, no teasing. [He rocks hard, picking up his pace gradually. One hand leaves David's hip and instead spreads itself on his lower back.]

So good, David. You're so good.

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[His moan deepens over the hand on his back, keeping him still. The restraint felt so damn good, and he loves it.]

Only for you. Only ever for ou.

[speed_of_snark]

Ouais. Ah. David. [He may have started this with the intent of driving David crazy, but his own body's needs are currently clamouring to be satisfied. He thrusts forward and grinds, panting, before pulling back. He very nearly slips out before he rolls his hips forward again.]

Oh. You're going to make me come.

[helpdesk_hero]

[No, dont' slip out. The momentary empty sensation makes him sob in frustration. But then Jean-Paul is back and David's free hand is pounding against the table because it felt so good.]

That's the fucking point.

[speed_of_snark]

[It's almost concerning how much David seems to want this, but at the moment Jean-Paul is a little preoccupied. After, he thinks, after he'll take good care of him.

But now he just fucks harder, faster, shaking the desk with the force of it. Both his hands find David's hips and hold him tight as he surges forward, gasping, orgasm blotting out all thought.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[The chair tucked under the desk finally tips over backwards, falling to the floor. Oops. And moments later David was coming on his desk. That will have to be cleaned later.]

I might... I might need to stay here. Forever.