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Tom didn’t know how to recognize the feelings rising in him, different from the usual friction, motion, and increasing tempo to build a crescendo.With Jax not backing away from any of his pleasure centers, a long, solid wave rose from the soles of his feet through his knees and up into his belly, taking him higher and higher until he gasped for breath.
“Oh,” he managed, and “yes,” and “Jax, Jax,” over and over.
And then Jax came to a full halt, fingers still inside Tom, mouth still around his cock.
The wave receded, leaving Tom at the shoreline, floundering.“Why—”
Jax winked at him and resumed sucking.
He did it twice more, took Tom higher and higher until nearly at the precipice of something unknown and terrifying, then stopped without letting him go all the way.The last time, Tom broke.
“Please,” he begged.“Please, Jax, please let me, please, I need you, please—”
“Maybe,” Jax said, his breath a whisper against Tom’s overheated, oversensitized skin, “you’ll even let me buy you something pretty in lace.For me.”
Tom sobbed.
“Shh.”Jax kissed the head of Tom’s cock.“I’ve got you.You can let go now.”
He started again, and this time, he moved his fingers just a bit faster, sucked just a bit harder, and the wave dragged Tom under.
He heard nothing but his pulse thundering in his ears, saw nothing but the black flicker behind his closed eyelids, felt nothing but Jax, always Jax.Then, his hips jackknifed off the bed, and he came so hard he blacked out for a moment.
When he was able to form words again, Jax had tugged the blankets over them both and wrapped himself around Tom.
Tom nuzzled into Jax’s chest.“Thank you.”
“For the orgasm?”Jax snickered.
“For taking care of me.And for giving me another chance.”
With a hand in his hair, Jax pulled him up gently to look him in the eyes.“Hey, Tom?Thank you fortakinga chance on me.I hope I’ll get to take care of you for a long time.”
Tom didn’t have the words to tell Jax how that made him feel, but as he let his head rest against Jax again, he figured he would have time to find them.
Epilogue
Afteramixedstartto the season with a solidly middling record for the first ten games followed by a few truly embarrassing losses (see:Sea Lions lose 5–1 to Toronto Huskies,Sea Lions drop both LA games back-to-back), the San Francisco Sea Lions have clawed their way back to place three in the Pacific Division standings.With Tom Crowler putting up a career year alongside ex-Magpie Jax Grant and new first-string D-pair Chris Calabrese and Luca Mazetti, the Sea Lions have a solid chance at the playoffs despite inconsistent performances by the lower lines.A shout-out also to their starting goaltender, Vladimir Dmitriyev, with a save rate of 0.916, making this a career year for him, too, if he keeps it up.
Top comments:
seelionssaylions: Go Sea Lions!Always knew they could turn it around!
sealions4lyfe: That’s my team!Vanderbilt, Grant, and Crowler are the best top line in hockey
(From “Pucks to Watch Out For: Playoff Teams for 2025,” published to nhl.com on 02/12/2025)
Jax woke up with his ass on the floor.
He groaned and pulled Tom tighter on top of him so Tom’s hip wouldn’t end up on the linoleum.The movement woke Tom as well, and he made a distressed sound.
“When I said I would take care of you,” Jax said, “I hope you know this isn’t what I meant.”
Tom huffed against him.It might have been a laugh; it might also have been Tom’s perpetual inability to deal with mornings.That had been a delightful discovery.Given a morning off and someone who actually cared enough to alternate ice and heat packs on his hip, Tom was not a morning person.
“C’mon, babe.We should get up.Morning skate, remember?”
“Ugh.”
