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"You're good at what you do, and I've been horny for a while and thinking of you for a while. So, yeah, that close you bastard." Dick teased and licked over his lip, sliding his hand down his cock once to grip the base for a few seconds. It doesn't take that long before he's got better collection of himself. He knows how to edge himself, and he's gotten used to this particular game with Jace. Dick isn't going to come anytime soon. They have a few more pins to knock out before either of them get to find a modicum of relief.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me. You're so filthy, and I will let you know that this isn't over until one of us has a dick inside them." Listening to Jace this time, and enjoying the take charge side of his personality in this, Dick moves to the edge of the desk and lets his eyes become tiny slanted windows to what's about to happen. Hands squeeze and scratch at the hardwood surface beneath them when Jace lifts his legs.

There were only a few things that could happen now and all of them brought chipped breaths of oxygen panting from Dick's overtaxed lungs. When Jace moved in and began to tongue his entrance with all the force and mercy of a man starved, Dick tossed his head back and cried out to the gods he never believed in. "Fuck me. Oh god, Jace. You're so fucking good at that." He moaned and tried not to slide forward, moving his hands back further so that he could grip the edge of the desk, knuckles white under the growling wolf that took him over.