OOM -- for Jack Benjamin

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Dorian's room is of late, late Victorian opulence bordering on Art Nouveau, and encompass in its small space a little bit of everything that a gentleman of leisure might keep in his home.

The walls are papered in deep jewel-toned hues and covered with paintings -- portraits from all times of history, but no landscapes or still lives -- there is a small writing desk, a book-case filled with books bound in linen, silk, or leather, two chaise-longues arranged around a small table that, at this moment, only holds a potted orchid but has enough room for drinks, even a small repast, and a rococo bed in the corner, head and foot curved gently as if to encompass those that will rest, or play, upon it. There is a fire in the fireplace, a view of the greenhouse behind the rich, purple drapes on the window, and chandeliers to light the room.

Dorian holds the door open for Jack with his free hand, and bows. "Welcome to my home away from home."

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Dorian lifts his knees a little more, drawing Jack closer; at the same time, he takes his hands away and, one by one, pulls off his silver rings so they won't catch in Jack's clothes.

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Jack stops kissing him to do the same, dropping his rings to the carpet with soft thunks.

He kisses Dorian again, winding their fingers together.

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They are soft and sinuous now, without the rings to clash and scrape.

Dorian opens himself to the kiss, and rocks his hips against Jack's.

"Too many clothes," he murmurs.

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Jack sits back on his heels, watching Dorian's face as he slowly takes off his jacket and unbuttons his shirt.

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Dorian watches him, his purple shirt falling open around him; then, he takes the opportunity to lift his upper body a little to shrug out of the shirt.

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Jack helps get the shirt off, kissing Dorian's chest with an open mouth.

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Dorian reaches up, his hands sliding underneath Jack's shirt, stroking his ribs and back before moving around to the front.

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Jack pushes himself up so he can watch Dorian's hands.

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Dorian's fingers first avoid Jack's nipples, then quickly move in to tweak one.

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Jack gasps, then grins at him, letting their hips rest together. He kisses Dorian's mouth.

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Dorian slides his hands into the waistband of Jack's trousers next, stroking the muscles of his buttocks with deep appreciation while sighing into the kiss, pleasure rising.

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"Take them off me," Jack whispers, rocking slowly against him.

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Quickly, Dorian opens the fastenings and pushes the trousers down, gripping Jack's buttocks as he does so.

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Jack groans against Dorian's lips. His hands slide down Dorian's sides, slow, appreciative.

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Dorian lifts his hips to grind himself against Jack, even though he's still wearing his own trousers; but through them, his excitement can be clearly felt as he presses up against Jack.

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Jack's hands tremble as he seeks out Dorian's trousers fastenings.

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Eagerly, Dorian pulls back a bit to allow him access, so he'll be rid of everything between himself and Jack all the sooner.

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Jack kisses Dorian's stomach as he works the trousers down his hips.

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Dorian leans back again with a moan, and closes his eyes.

He is very ready for touch, his prick springing to freedom.

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Jack cradles Dorian's cock in his hand. He gives it a long, leisurely lick.

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Dorian moans, and gives himself over to pleasure -- for the next five or seven heartbeats, at least.

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Jack licks his cock for as long as Dorian lets him, making soft yummy sounds.

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Then, however, Dorian sits up and reaches out for Jack again.

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Jack smiles at him ferally and crawls up his body. "You're delicious," he whispers before kissing Dorian deeply.

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"You are delightful," Dorian replies, answering the kiss greedily.

Now they are both naked, he pulls Jack close again, into his lap.