"Davd, we can't...."

Straddling Jack's lap, naked in the hot pools of Altair with Jack's fingers inside him, David decided drastic measures were required to combat his friend's protestations.

Jack wanted this. Jack wanted him. He just needed to admit it with words as well as actions.

But two could play at that game.

David squirmed more on Jack's lap, reaching between them to curl his fingers around Jack's cock. "Oh yes," he gasped, pressing another kiss to his mouth. "We can't. Of course we can't. Please just finger me like this, Jack, god, it feels so good to have you inside me...."

Jack made a little strangled noise, hips stuttering against him, fingers pressing deeper. "David...."

David cried out breathlessly, pressing a trembling kiss to his mouth. "Please," he whimpered again, palming Jack's cock in time with the rock of his hips. "Another, please Jack, wanna be filled up so bad, I'm so horny...."

Jack sucked harder at David's bottom lip with a groan, pressing another finger up inside him, stretching him tight. "Fuck, David...."

"Couldn't stop thinking about you," David gasped. "Remembering what it felt like to kiss you, to have you fuck between my thighs...."

"We can't," Jack said again, even as his hips stuttered up underneath him, pushing his cock into the grip of David's hand. Even as he pressed his fingers up to the knuckles, leaving David stretched tight around them and whimpering with the intensity of it.

"Of course we can't," David managed to breathe again, words ending in a cry as Jack's fingers rubbed inside him just right. "Can't - can't have you knot me like I imagined every time I fingered myself, like I imagined every time I thought about coming home to you...."

"Fuck," Jack gasped, free arm pulling him tight so that all David could do was grind on his lap, grind against his cock as he got fingered.

"Please fuck between my thighs again," he whimpered, squirming more. "Please, Jack. Please, I want that again...."

"David, I don't think...." Jack started, but eased his fingers away from him, and David scrambled to kneel over the side of the pool, wiggling his ass above the water.

"Like this, Jack, please? Or fuck between my ass cheeks, anything. Please, I need to feel your cock...."

Jack, blessedly, didn't hesitate, moving to press against his ass, cock nestling between his thighs. David hadn't realized how slick with arousal he was until Jack's erection slid along his sex, and with a swirl of Jack's magic he was even more so. The girth of his cock felt incredible between his thighs, and David pressed them together more as Jack thrust against him eagerly. "Oh god...!"

It didn't feel quite as good as having Jack's fingers in him, but Jack's passion made it better, and David moaned, resting his weight on his forearms and rocking back against him. "Oh god yes, fuck me like that, god, Jack...."

His friend curled over him. His hips stuttered helplessly against David's ass, sucking hard at the crook of his neck and biting his flesh. Making David whimper with the exquisite lick of pain. "God, you smell so fucking good... fuck, David, I can't, I - god, I want you so fucking bad..."

"Then take me," David moaned, his own cock jerking at just the suggestion. "Claim me, knot me, Jack, I need that from you, I need you inside me, please...!"

Jack gave a needy, helpless moan, drawing back, and David spread his thighs eagerly, arching his back, crying out in relief as Jack rubbed the head of his cock against his sex, starting to rock into him. He was so thick, thicker than his fingers, so much more intense but so good. So much better, stretching him wide as Jack buried himself in his cunt, overwhelming him with sensation and an unexpectedly delightful feeling of being filled. 

Even better was the blissful triumph of it: Jack, inside him, finally, Jack finally taking him, burying himself to the hilt with a few stuttering thrusts and crying out against his shoulder as he did, grinding deep inside his cunt. "Oh god, David - !"

David couldn't help but cry out as he rocked with him, the push of Jack's cock inside him an intense pressure that sent the most exquisite pulse of pleasure up his spine every time they shifted just right. "Feels so good! God, Jack, harder... !"

Jack gave a helpless whimper against his skin. "Not yet," he breathed, holding him tighter as he curled around him, rocking gently. "Next time. Don't wanna hurt you. And I - I'll come too fast... god, you feel so damn good!"

The elation of next time was almost as good as the pleasure of his cock. David's own cock was achingly hard, but everything else felt too good to bother with that, the waves of pleasure building, growing ever stronger as he rocked eagerly back onto Jack's cock. David found himself faintly trembling from how good it was, too quickly pulled close to the edge but not wanting to stop, wanting everything - "More," he managed to gasp again. "Empower me, please, Jack, please knot me, please come in me!"

"David - " Jack tried to speak, but he was already rutting up into him, his desperation sending a heady rush of triumph through David. Jack wanted him, couldn't control his desire for him. No... he finally wasn't trying to control it. 

He could feel the base of Jack's cock begin to swell even thicker. His knot, which might have been daunting if every part of David didn't immediately ache to take it. He could take it. He was made for it. Jack ground his knot as deep as he could - filling him tight with such incredible intensity of pleasure -  and the rush of euphoria and pride pulled David over the edge. Crying out, he came, sensation more intense than he'd ever thought possible. Waves of pleasure rushed hot and bright through his body, even more exquisite where he shuddered around the girth of his knot. 

"David," his lover gasped again, and bit down at the crook of his neck with a helpless groan, stuttering deep. In the haze of pleasure David could feel him come, feel the pulse of his cock as he spilled inside him. But what overwhelmed him so much more than that. 

A wave of Jack's magic rushed into him, so strong it took his breath away. It crashed into him and over him, filling every part of him with that raw, crackling power, It filled him, becoming strong and sure inside him and flowing back into Jack, good and bright and true. Like he was a breaker, tempering the waves of the storm into a magnificent deep lagoon. Clarification felt like it had with Ricardo but a hundred, thousand times more intense, and each time Jack's knot ground up inside him it was with another, incredible wave of pleasure and energy.

"Oh god," Jack panted, pressing a kiss to his neck, the side of his jaw. "Oh god, David, it's so good... how is it so good with you? God, are you alright?"

David felt so good he could barely think straight. He felt like every part of him was thrumming with energy and pleasure at once, centered on the place where they connected. With Jack's cock, filling him, locked inside him. Was this because they'd had sex, that the magic felt so much stronger? Was it because he'd taken Jack's knot? 

"Feels so good to be filled with your power," he finally managed to breathe, moaning as Jack's hips stuttered against him again, the sensation nearly painfully intense but oh-so-sweet. He felt so good, so relieved, and so desired after being so long unsure that he could ever have this. All at once the emotion overwhelmed him. "Jack," he gasped, and immediately Jack held him tighter, cuddling him close with his arms strong and protective around him.

"I'm here," he whispered, kissing every bit of his face as David twisted towards him. "I'm here. I'm sorry I was angry. God, David, I need you...."

"I'm yours," David managed to breathe, only to have Jack hold him tighter, breath a choked gasp against his mouth.

"I thought I ruined it. Ruined us. I need you so badly, David. You were the only one who ever just... saw me. Me, not my crown, not my responsibility. I knew we needed to stop doing this even before I knew I'd end up empowering you, but I just needed to be close to you so much. And then after that last night we were together, when I went to Altair... when I found out you'd left... I thought I'd lost you...."

"I'm here," David breathed again, heart aching at his words. "I'm yours. I've always been yours, Jack."

"But I shouldn't want that!" Jack's voice cracked in desperation. "I'm the one who's a prisoner to this life, I shouldn't force you into it, too! David, you have your whole life ahead of you, you have the whole world. You shouldn't tie yourself to me!"

It struck David, then, the true depths of what his father had meant. About Jack needing him. About needing to decide what he wanted his future to be. And what supporting Jack really meant. David kissed him, finding one of Jack's hands where they wrapped around him and covering it with his own. "I don't want any of that. Not if I'm not with you."

"David...."

"Please let me stay with you tonight?"

Jack swallowed, then gave a small nod. "Yes, David."

"Thank you." David squeezed Jack's hand. "Let's go talk about this someplace more comfortable, alright? I think I might have some solutions."

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