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rpg_palace[Client Piece: Jude Law/ Hugh Grant PWP. Jude gets a little toppy.
Oh, I know this is not Hugh Grant’s real birthday. Artistic License and all that . . .]
Jude rose from his bed as his alarm sounded and looked at the clock, 12:30pm. He had been awake for some time, contemplating and preparing himself for his first proper client. He had an hour and a half to get ready so took his time, making himself something to eat and reading the newspaper before starting on his morning routine. He washed slowly and thoroughly, giving his features a discriminatory glance in the mirror. Jude’s stomach twisted through nervousness; this type of sex would be so much different, he reasoned, so much more impersonal.
He finished dressing and made his way down to the chambers, he knew he was early but wanted to be for his first client. He checked his com to make sure he was in the right place with the right person. He opened the door and looked inside, the other man was already there; his gaze fixing on a dark haired man sat rigidly on a sofa.
“You must be Hugh “ Jude stated, smiling and sitting down next to the man, his appearance belying the nerves and fear still inside of him.
Hugh looked up and spied a tall blonde walking towards him. His friends had been right, he was gorgeous.
“Y . . . Yes.” The man stuttered, “And you, you must be Jude?”
Jude smiled; Hugh was obviously as nervous as he was. “That I am…” Jude answered softly, putting a hand on the other man’s thigh in reassurance. He looked at the other man, dying to ask him if this was his first time with a libertine; instead he kept his mouth shut and waited for Hugh to speak.
Hugh blanched a little at the hand on his leg, not sure how to react. He decided to tell the truth. “This . . . is my first time at this, my friends . . . they, they did this as a birthday . . . treat.”
Jude grinned inwardly resisting the urge to say Treat huh? Someone must have been a good boy… or something equally high on innuendo. He had been right after all, and being right meant he would have to tread carefully. Piece of cake, he thought, cockiness creeping in for the first time that morning.
“Mine too” Jude admitted, squeezing the other man’s thigh again. “So we’re both even. How would you like to do this?”
Hugh was startled; the man next to him certainly didn’t look as if this was his first time at this. His eyes widened at the thought of having to take charge of the situation, “Um, yeah . . . I hadn’t really thought about it” he answered, hoping that Jude wouldn’t think him pathetic.
“Well how about we start like this . . .?” Jude said, moving to curve a hand in the back of Hugh’s hair, pulling him closer until their lips were finally touching.
Hugh sighed contentedly as Jude slid his tongue into the warm cavern of Hugh’s mouth, laving his tongue over the warm wet surface as he tightened his grip on Hugh’s hair, for once being in control of the situation. Being in control was a rarity for Jude and he was going to take full advantage of this. Jude broke free from the kiss, peppering small kisses on Hugh’s mouth before nipping at Hugh’s tender bottom lip.
“Mmm . . .” Jude muttered as he moved his head back to look at Hugh properly, taking in the man’s icy blue stare for the first time. “That was nice, wasn’t it?” he asked, not expecting a reply, “Shall we see where else we can go?”
Hugh nodded mutely as Jude grabbed his hand, motioning for Hugh to rise. He did so, and let himself be led to the bed, where he sat, legs stretched out in front of him wondering what Jude would do next. Hugh watched avidly as Jude straddled his legs, tugging lightly on buttons, which undid quickly. He sat quietly drinking in the feel of Jude’s hands on his skin. Jude smiled as he watched Hugh’s reaction to him, his own arousal growing at the thought of Hugh’s dependence on him. Slowly he peeled the shirt off Hugh, purposefully looking at the bare expanse of skin in front of him.
Slowly Jude’s mouth descended onto Hugh’s neck, worrying the white flesh, leaving a red mark in its place. Jude brushed a finger over the mark, smiling as he heard Hugh gasp as he pressed down, before kissing the mark softly, biting down suddenly, eager to brighten the blemish.
Jude gently pushed Hugh into a lying position, arranging himself in order to kiss his way down Hugh’s chest, marvelling at the way Hugh was so compliant underneath him. He teased a nipple with his fingers, squeezing hard, scraping ever-so-slightly, loving the way Hugh whimpered at his touch. Jude was enjoying himself thoroughly, perhaps a little too thoroughly.
“Good?” he asked, earning a sharp nod in response. Jude dragged his nails somewhat roughly down Hugh’s chest, scratching his nails on the way down making Hugh arch up into his touch. So that’s the way it is . . . Jude thought to himself, Interesting.
Jude rubbed a hand roughly against Hugh’s clothed erection teasingly, as Hugh moaned in appreciation. He then slid catlike up Hugh’s body, nipping at his jaw and throat before raising his head to ask, “Any requests?”
Hugh tried to focus under hooded eyes, God Jude was beautiful, taking a moment before answering, “Just . . . just touch me”
“Touch you where . . .” Jude smiled wickedly, “How about here?” He ran a finger along Hugh’s jaw line. Hugh shook his head. “No? Well what about here?” Jude ran a finger along Hugh’s collarbone. “You have to tell me what you want Hugh.”
“Lower . . .”
Jude ran his hands across Hugh’s stomach, stroking lightly. “This low enough?” he said with a grin.
Hugh whimpered, “Lower please . . .”
Jude reached down to unbutton Hugh’s pants, forcing down the grin that was threatening to crack open on his face. He pulled the zipper down slowly, listening to Hugh’s ragged breathing as he fleeting rubbed a finger over the hardness encased within. Hugh lifted his hips as Jude pulled the trousers down and off. Next came the boxer shorts and then Hugh was lying naked and erect in front of Jude.
“Lower you said, didn’t you?” Hugh nodded, “Well what about here?” Jude’s hand crept down to mid – thigh. He then snaked further down his body to rest between Hugh’s thighs nipping teeth lightly at the pale flesh of his thigh.
Hugh groaned frustrated, wanting more but unwilling and a little scared to ask for it.
“What do you want Hugh?” Jude asked, noticing the other man’s frustration, “You’re going to have to tell me.”
“I . . .” Hugh started, “I want your mouth on me.”
“You want my mouth on you where? Because we can play this game all day if you’d prefer” Jude was surprised by his tone but continued nevertheless, “If you want something from me, you need to learn to ask for it properly.”
Hugh blinked in astonishment, “OhGOD!” he spluttered out, half in arousal, half in embarrassment. “I, I want . . . oh god. I want, I . . . wantyourmouthonmycock.”
“You want me to suck you?” Jude asked, and Hugh blushed furiously to Jude’s delight.
Jude lowered his head, taking the head of Hugh’s cock in his mouth, sucking lightly on the very tip. Slowly he slid the full length into his mouth, inch by inch, until it could go no further. He licked a stripe up the underside of his cock, taking his time with the proceedings.
Hugh moaned quietly, clutching at the bedcovers with his fingernails not wanting to grab Jude’s head lost in the sensation of having his dick sucked. He had never been more pleased with a present . . . ever.
Jude let go of Hugh’s cock, smiling at the groan of displeasure as he did so. He looked up at Hugh, his chin bumping his erection, as did so, “I have another decision for you to make… fuck, or be fucked? Your choice.”
Oh God Hugh thought to himself, knowing the answer straight away. “I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Jude grinned and reached over for the lube in the cabinet beside the bed. “How do you want to be fucked Hugh. Like this? Or on your knees with your ass in the air?”
“On my knees.” Hugh answered, flushing again, scrambling up to obey Jude’s command to turn over. Hugh positioned himself and waited in anticipation for the intrusion that he had been waiting for.
Jude lubed up his fingers, pressing in roughly, just giving Hugh enough preparation to get by. He’s the type of man that would enjoy the burn, Jude thought, and moved his fingers out.
“You ready?” he asked, kissing Hugh’s shoulder lightly.
“I’m ready.” Hugh answered, “Do it. Please . . .”
Jude positioned himself at Hugh’s entrance, teasing his hole, encouraged by the whimpers that the man was emitting; slowly he pushed in, feeling the resistance as he did so. God he was fucking tight!
Hugh gritted his teeth as Jude pushed in, the burn making him hiss in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He moaned as Jude pulled out and thrust back in again, each thrust becoming easier and easier as time went on. Hugh groaned in pleasure as each thrust careered through his body, hitting his sweet spot with every fourth . . . no, third thrust.
“Harder!” he choked out, surprising both himself and Jude with his outburst, “Harder please!”
Jude drove into Hugh’s body faster and faster, feeling the hint of orgasm building in his body. He reached down to grab Hugh’s cock, feeling him thrust into his fist as he stroked roughly in time with his thrusts. Hugh was whimpering now with the need for release, arms shaking with the effort to hold his body steady.
“I need . . . fuck. I need . . .”
Now was not the time for him to ask what exactly Hugh needed, Jude thought, his brain becoming increasingly hazy as his orgasm neared. “Come!” he growled, “Come for me. Now!”
Hugh exploded, mouth open in a silent scream, body shaking as he spurted into Jude’s hand, muscles tightening around Jude’s cock.
As Jude felt the pulse flow through his hand his own orgasm raged, surprising him as he spilled his come into Hugh’s body. He groaned loudly, leaving bruises on Hugh’s hips as his grip tightened and tightened as the shudders ran through his body, collapsing him on top of Hugh.
After giving himself a moment to calm down, Jude withdrew from Hugh’s body, flopping down beside him and pulling him over into his arms. Still breathing heavily the two men wrapped themselves around each other, Hugh kissing Jude lightly on the mouth.
“Happy birthday” Jude grinned as he sank back into the pillow. Sleep now, he thought as they both drifted off to sleep.
Oh, I know this is not Hugh Grant’s real birthday. Artistic License and all that . . .]
Jude rose from his bed as his alarm sounded and looked at the clock, 12:30pm. He had been awake for some time, contemplating and preparing himself for his first proper client. He had an hour and a half to get ready so took his time, making himself something to eat and reading the newspaper before starting on his morning routine. He washed slowly and thoroughly, giving his features a discriminatory glance in the mirror. Jude’s stomach twisted through nervousness; this type of sex would be so much different, he reasoned, so much more impersonal.
He finished dressing and made his way down to the chambers, he knew he was early but wanted to be for his first client. He checked his com to make sure he was in the right place with the right person. He opened the door and looked inside, the other man was already there; his gaze fixing on a dark haired man sat rigidly on a sofa.
“You must be Hugh “ Jude stated, smiling and sitting down next to the man, his appearance belying the nerves and fear still inside of him.
Hugh looked up and spied a tall blonde walking towards him. His friends had been right, he was gorgeous.
“Y . . . Yes.” The man stuttered, “And you, you must be Jude?”
Jude smiled; Hugh was obviously as nervous as he was. “That I am…” Jude answered softly, putting a hand on the other man’s thigh in reassurance. He looked at the other man, dying to ask him if this was his first time with a libertine; instead he kept his mouth shut and waited for Hugh to speak.
Hugh blanched a little at the hand on his leg, not sure how to react. He decided to tell the truth. “This . . . is my first time at this, my friends . . . they, they did this as a birthday . . . treat.”
Jude grinned inwardly resisting the urge to say Treat huh? Someone must have been a good boy… or something equally high on innuendo. He had been right after all, and being right meant he would have to tread carefully. Piece of cake, he thought, cockiness creeping in for the first time that morning.
“Mine too” Jude admitted, squeezing the other man’s thigh again. “So we’re both even. How would you like to do this?”
Hugh was startled; the man next to him certainly didn’t look as if this was his first time at this. His eyes widened at the thought of having to take charge of the situation, “Um, yeah . . . I hadn’t really thought about it” he answered, hoping that Jude wouldn’t think him pathetic.
“Well how about we start like this . . .?” Jude said, moving to curve a hand in the back of Hugh’s hair, pulling him closer until their lips were finally touching.
Hugh sighed contentedly as Jude slid his tongue into the warm cavern of Hugh’s mouth, laving his tongue over the warm wet surface as he tightened his grip on Hugh’s hair, for once being in control of the situation. Being in control was a rarity for Jude and he was going to take full advantage of this. Jude broke free from the kiss, peppering small kisses on Hugh’s mouth before nipping at Hugh’s tender bottom lip.
“Mmm . . .” Jude muttered as he moved his head back to look at Hugh properly, taking in the man’s icy blue stare for the first time. “That was nice, wasn’t it?” he asked, not expecting a reply, “Shall we see where else we can go?”
Hugh nodded mutely as Jude grabbed his hand, motioning for Hugh to rise. He did so, and let himself be led to the bed, where he sat, legs stretched out in front of him wondering what Jude would do next. Hugh watched avidly as Jude straddled his legs, tugging lightly on buttons, which undid quickly. He sat quietly drinking in the feel of Jude’s hands on his skin. Jude smiled as he watched Hugh’s reaction to him, his own arousal growing at the thought of Hugh’s dependence on him. Slowly he peeled the shirt off Hugh, purposefully looking at the bare expanse of skin in front of him.
Slowly Jude’s mouth descended onto Hugh’s neck, worrying the white flesh, leaving a red mark in its place. Jude brushed a finger over the mark, smiling as he heard Hugh gasp as he pressed down, before kissing the mark softly, biting down suddenly, eager to brighten the blemish.
Jude gently pushed Hugh into a lying position, arranging himself in order to kiss his way down Hugh’s chest, marvelling at the way Hugh was so compliant underneath him. He teased a nipple with his fingers, squeezing hard, scraping ever-so-slightly, loving the way Hugh whimpered at his touch. Jude was enjoying himself thoroughly, perhaps a little too thoroughly.
“Good?” he asked, earning a sharp nod in response. Jude dragged his nails somewhat roughly down Hugh’s chest, scratching his nails on the way down making Hugh arch up into his touch. So that’s the way it is . . . Jude thought to himself, Interesting.
Jude rubbed a hand roughly against Hugh’s clothed erection teasingly, as Hugh moaned in appreciation. He then slid catlike up Hugh’s body, nipping at his jaw and throat before raising his head to ask, “Any requests?”
Hugh tried to focus under hooded eyes, God Jude was beautiful, taking a moment before answering, “Just . . . just touch me”
“Touch you where . . .” Jude smiled wickedly, “How about here?” He ran a finger along Hugh’s jaw line. Hugh shook his head. “No? Well what about here?” Jude ran a finger along Hugh’s collarbone. “You have to tell me what you want Hugh.”
“Lower . . .”
Jude ran his hands across Hugh’s stomach, stroking lightly. “This low enough?” he said with a grin.
Hugh whimpered, “Lower please . . .”
Jude reached down to unbutton Hugh’s pants, forcing down the grin that was threatening to crack open on his face. He pulled the zipper down slowly, listening to Hugh’s ragged breathing as he fleeting rubbed a finger over the hardness encased within. Hugh lifted his hips as Jude pulled the trousers down and off. Next came the boxer shorts and then Hugh was lying naked and erect in front of Jude.
“Lower you said, didn’t you?” Hugh nodded, “Well what about here?” Jude’s hand crept down to mid – thigh. He then snaked further down his body to rest between Hugh’s thighs nipping teeth lightly at the pale flesh of his thigh.
Hugh groaned frustrated, wanting more but unwilling and a little scared to ask for it.
“What do you want Hugh?” Jude asked, noticing the other man’s frustration, “You’re going to have to tell me.”
“I . . .” Hugh started, “I want your mouth on me.”
“You want my mouth on you where? Because we can play this game all day if you’d prefer” Jude was surprised by his tone but continued nevertheless, “If you want something from me, you need to learn to ask for it properly.”
Hugh blinked in astonishment, “OhGOD!” he spluttered out, half in arousal, half in embarrassment. “I, I want . . . oh god. I want, I . . . wantyourmouthonmycock.”
“You want me to suck you?” Jude asked, and Hugh blushed furiously to Jude’s delight.
Jude lowered his head, taking the head of Hugh’s cock in his mouth, sucking lightly on the very tip. Slowly he slid the full length into his mouth, inch by inch, until it could go no further. He licked a stripe up the underside of his cock, taking his time with the proceedings.
Hugh moaned quietly, clutching at the bedcovers with his fingernails not wanting to grab Jude’s head lost in the sensation of having his dick sucked. He had never been more pleased with a present . . . ever.
Jude let go of Hugh’s cock, smiling at the groan of displeasure as he did so. He looked up at Hugh, his chin bumping his erection, as did so, “I have another decision for you to make… fuck, or be fucked? Your choice.”
Oh God Hugh thought to himself, knowing the answer straight away. “I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Jude grinned and reached over for the lube in the cabinet beside the bed. “How do you want to be fucked Hugh. Like this? Or on your knees with your ass in the air?”
“On my knees.” Hugh answered, flushing again, scrambling up to obey Jude’s command to turn over. Hugh positioned himself and waited in anticipation for the intrusion that he had been waiting for.
Jude lubed up his fingers, pressing in roughly, just giving Hugh enough preparation to get by. He’s the type of man that would enjoy the burn, Jude thought, and moved his fingers out.
“You ready?” he asked, kissing Hugh’s shoulder lightly.
“I’m ready.” Hugh answered, “Do it. Please . . .”
Jude positioned himself at Hugh’s entrance, teasing his hole, encouraged by the whimpers that the man was emitting; slowly he pushed in, feeling the resistance as he did so. God he was fucking tight!
Hugh gritted his teeth as Jude pushed in, the burn making him hiss in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He moaned as Jude pulled out and thrust back in again, each thrust becoming easier and easier as time went on. Hugh groaned in pleasure as each thrust careered through his body, hitting his sweet spot with every fourth . . . no, third thrust.
“Harder!” he choked out, surprising both himself and Jude with his outburst, “Harder please!”
Jude drove into Hugh’s body faster and faster, feeling the hint of orgasm building in his body. He reached down to grab Hugh’s cock, feeling him thrust into his fist as he stroked roughly in time with his thrusts. Hugh was whimpering now with the need for release, arms shaking with the effort to hold his body steady.
“I need . . . fuck. I need . . .”
Now was not the time for him to ask what exactly Hugh needed, Jude thought, his brain becoming increasingly hazy as his orgasm neared. “Come!” he growled, “Come for me. Now!”
Hugh exploded, mouth open in a silent scream, body shaking as he spurted into Jude’s hand, muscles tightening around Jude’s cock.
As Jude felt the pulse flow through his hand his own orgasm raged, surprising him as he spilled his come into Hugh’s body. He groaned loudly, leaving bruises on Hugh’s hips as his grip tightened and tightened as the shudders ran through his body, collapsing him on top of Hugh.
After giving himself a moment to calm down, Jude withdrew from Hugh’s body, flopping down beside him and pulling him over into his arms. Still breathing heavily the two men wrapped themselves around each other, Hugh kissing Jude lightly on the mouth.
“Happy birthday” Jude grinned as he sank back into the pillow. Sleep now, he thought as they both drifted off to sleep.
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Date: 2004-09-27 08:36 am (UTC)Good stuff -- I hope Hugh comes back to see Jude again. ;)
Angie