A soft laugh left Loki’s mouth. He arched his ass back, brushing it against Jack’s crotch. The tattoo was so blunt in what it communicated, so brilliantly visible in the headlight of Red Jack’s bike. “Yeah? That’s kinda kinky. I like it.”
Red Jack pushed him down to the hood, grinding against his ass, already so hard he was aching to unzip his jeans. “You won’t be going anywhere, since you’re my property now. You have to always tell me where you are.” He gripped Loki’s hips, enjoying the slow buildup, the heat of the blood rapidly pumping through his body.
Loki obediently flattened his torso against the hood, but he turned his head to the side so he could look back. “Yes, Jack,” he whispered in a rasp so delicious Red Jack wanted to kiss that sweetness out of him.
“Oh, yeah? Since when are you so fucking obedient, huh?” He slid his hands up the sides of Loki’s body and pulled his wild black hair aside, uncovering the delicate nape. All of that gorgeous flesh was offered to him to use however he pleased.
Loki smiled, spreading his legs farther apart. “I think I might make you love me back that way.”
Red Jack’s heart skipped a beat, but he wasn’t about to let Loki know. He backed away enough to give Loki’s ass a smack. “Dream on.” Yet deep down, he knew it wasn’t just having fun anymore.
Loki yelped and rose to his toes, tantalizingly dragging his buttocks over the front of Red Jack’s jeans.
“Pull your pants down.” Red Jack’s breath was becoming shallower as he watched Loki’s body in the light from the motorcycle. “I’ll show you how an outlaw fucks his property.” He stepped back and opened his fly to pull out his raging erection. All he could think of was burying it in the hot tight body that was marked with his name. Not on a vest that could be tossed away any time. On skin.
Loki whimpered and clumsily fumbled with his belt. Within a few seconds, he pushed down his jeans with so much haste it looked like he was burning for touch just as much as Red Jack was.
“Get your ass ready for my cock.” Red Jack pulled out a small packet of lube and put it on the hood by Loki’s face. He kept running his fingers around the tattoo on Loki’s back, and stroked himself with the other hand. His mind rang in protest that he had to touch the ink through the plastic film. He wanted to rip it off and kiss the tiny wounds left by the needle, lap at each letter, but he wouldn’t do that for Loki’s sake. The tattoo needed to heal first.
Ridges of the scarification covered the other, undesired, scars underneath, but Red Jack’s name was inked over all of that. Most important and truly diminishing all the hurt Mozer had inflicted on Loki. Red Jack would be there and shield him from any pain.
Loki grabbed the packet of lube and ripped it with his teeth. “Will you fuck me hard?” he asked, quickly pushing two fingers down his crack. They left behind a slick sheen as Loki pulled his fingertips back and forth over his hole. It was just too much temptation. Red Jack rubbed his cockhead over the side of Loki’s ass, gasping with the intense pleasure of it.
If only Red Jack had enough focus, he’d pull out his phone and film this, but it had to go to the spank bank in his mind instead. Loki, so eager for him that he lubed himself up, stirring his ass against Jack. “I’m gonna bury my dick in you until you scream.” He reached up to Loki’s hair and twisted it around his hand.
Loki moaned and pushed the digits inside, all the way to the knuckle. “Gonna scream very soon...”
“You’re such a horny fuck. I love how you’re always ready for me. Mouth always open, legs always spread.” Red Jack’s skin was hot with the arousal coursing in his veins. If he ever fell in love with a woman, she would probably be a dirty, horny slut who’d want sex as much as he did. It couldn’t work any other way.
“I’m a very, very dirty guy,” chuckled Loki, swirling the fingers in his hole, riding them with those fervent, tiny movements Red Jack loved to see him do.
“Pull them out,” Red Jack hissed and gave Loki’s ass a slap. “My dick’s dripping with cum that belongs inside you. I will make you so fucking filthy every day.”
Loki opened his eyes and grinned at Red Jack but didn’t do as he was told.
“Oh, you bastard. That’s a bad start for a property.” He groaned and pulled on Loki's hair, but had to let go of his own dick to grab Loki's arm, petting the smooth skin with his thumb. "You better listen to your boyfriend, you damn pest!"
Loki shuddered and finally gave in, vacating his gorgeous, oiled-up ass. Red Jack wouldn’t waste a second, driving his cockhead right into that inviting hole. The way the sphincter gripped him squeezed out a moan and precum all at once.