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

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[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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[In Person]

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[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..

[In Person]

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[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.]

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[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]

[In Person]

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[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.]