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Carte 11: The operation - Black Jack and Tomo (Gary Stu) [Accidental Video]

[As the feed flickers on, it shows anyone watching that the blackberry's currently on the side table, quite a few feet away from the scene before it. Black Jack's Gary Stu, Tomo, is busying himself, cleaning instruments in a beaker of alcohol. There are files and books strewn aross the floor, obviously from the desk. Instead of said files, Black Jack is lying across the desk, his mouth gagged and his hands and feet restrained. He's somehow strapped to the desk, making it impossible or him to do little more than. Humming to himself, Tomo holds up a scalpel, before smiling, and turning to his 'patient'. Black Jack just looks at him in disbelief and horror. Suddenly, the screen of the blackberry fades to black, indicating low battery. But, as it dies, the audio still picks up...]

Now we'll see who's the better surgeon..

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[He doesn't say anything, instead he just shifts forward a little, and nuzzles the other gently, his hand finding Hatoris]

[Hatori lifts the hand to his face and places a light kiss on the top. It seems strange to think that not so long ago Black Jack was in a life threatening situation. He's truely glad that he doesn't have to worry about him any longer, now that he's sat right here with him, he never needs to let him out of his sight.

A familiar pink hue creeping into his face.]

[He smiles at the light blush that had appeared across Hatori's face. He lifts his free hand to Hatori's chin, and pulls his face an inch or so forward, meeting him halfway and kissing him deeply]

..Am I allowed to show my thanks now..?

[Heat began radiating from his face upon their contact. What was it about this man that could so easily reduce him to a state like this? He nodded, speechlessly at the other, losing much of a desire to exchange words so much as taste his lover's lips once again.]

I won't stop you...

[It was those words that both terrified Black Jack and made his heart rate rise. However, he tries to remain collected as he leads Hatori over to the bed, allowing him to undo the buttons on his shirt as he lowers him down onto his back, kisses still being exchanged at a quick pace.

As his shirt fell open, Black Jack leant down, kissing Hatori's ear, down his neck, across his collarbone, and back up again the other side, his body responding in ways he hadn't known for several years..]

[His breathing gradually quickened in synchronisation with his own pulse. He wasn't used to this feeling, that hazy feeling that clouded his judgement, they hadn't even locked the door..but it wasn't as though anyone'd come in.

His hands reached up into the other's hair, entangling his fingers lightly in it's thick trusses. Stifling a gasp when he reached his ealobe, heat beginning to pool between his legs...exactly what was scaring him the most. The way he was reacting, his chest rising and falling in short bursts, back arching up into the other's touches. Up until now he'd never considered sleeping with someone of the same sex, Ayame and Shigure had joked but he never took it seriously.

It wasn't that the doctor was oblivious, he knew how it felt to be aroused, because he wasn't the kind to constantly ignore his body's urges, just he knew that was the sort of thing left behind closed doors...though admittedly he was reconsidering his previous definition in favour of the reactions Black Jack caused within him.]

[Clumsily, Black Jack finished opening Hatori's shirt, one hand supporting him and carressing the side of his face, the other feeling it's way across his partners skin, eventually finding the waistline of Hatori's trousers. He pulls away from a particuarly passionate kiss momentarily, his voice low and breathless, his face flushed and his hair messed up]

Are you sure you..want to?

[Although there were certain parts of his person which would be interesting to explain should Hatori choose to not go on, Black Jack was just as new to this as Hatori, and he didn't want to rush him in any way, shape or form]

[Something about Black Jack trailing his hands across his torso sent small jolts of electricity through his veins. He writhed subtly under his touch, pressing harder against the other's lips, it was new, definitely new, but far from unpleasant.
When Black Jack stopped he seemed to snap back to reality, he didn't want to push the other into anything either.]

Yes...but don't do this because you feel you have to..

[Hatori was in a similar situation, wishing the other would loosen his trousers to relieve a certain level of uncomfortable pressure.]

[He kisses him again, slipping his tongue into the others mouth. It was addictive. He was addictive, and as nervous as he was (he feared cardiac arrest from the shock and the hormones) he wanted nothing more than to make Hatori feel like he was; wanted, needed, and above all, loved. More so in the physical sense in this moment in time, especially as he shifts forward, his right leg between Hatori's. He broke the kiss again, but this time punctuated his sentence with light butterfly kisses down his neck and chest.]

No..I want to, I just..I..

[He smiles sheepishly as he stops momentarily, looking up at his lover]

For once, this hack has no idea what he's doing..

[Hatori finally lets out a moan, muffled by the other's mouth over his at the sudden added pressure to his growing need. He'd be a fool to deny the other's advances at this point, his pelvis rising to the contact, begging for the friction.

But his urges would need to wait. Catching his breath he cups the other's face and lets out a sheepish smile.]

You're lucky that I have perverted friends aren't you?

[He leans up slightly on his elbows, tracing kisses along his lover's neck, his free hand snaking it's way from being entangled in his hair, to tracing the curvature of his spine. Fingers ghosted shyly around Black Jack's torso, loosening his belt and trousers. Upon reaching his newly revealed goal, he lightly brushed his fingers over the swollen tip curiously. The trick was to think of methods he'd used himself, what got him going.

Taking a light grip he began to pump the other, letting his thumb dip into the exposed slit as he brought his hand up. At the same time urging the other's thigh to move with him as he raised his pelvis against it gently.]

[Black Jack smirks, but this is soon replaced as he feels where Hatori's hand is going. Not entirely sure what he should do or how he should react, he just continues to kiss him lovingly.

However, when he felt his belt getting loosened and his zipper getting pulled down, he feels his breath hitch in his throat, the sudden rush of pleasure sending shocks through his system. After a while, however, he begins to relax, enjoying the others touch almost as much as the sensation itself]

[Deepening the kiss with the other he can't help his back arching of it's own accord. His hand continuing to work the other eagerly, it was bizzare, but he just needed to stop thinking and do.

The noises and physical reactions were encouragement enough for him. With his free hand he took a hold of one of Black Jack's guiding it once again down his torso, his own body aching for a form of release.]

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