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Title: Innocence For Days
Fandom: Bones
Pairing: Zach/Jack
Rating: Hard R - NC-17
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: God I wish! But no.
Summary: When a strange pollen is released in the lab it affects Zach in an odd way.
A.N.: Sex pollen…Inspired by one two many Sex Pollen fics and comments by my evil muse. Title from House of Wolves by MCR.
If Jack was working late so was Zach, that was how it went, because Jack was his lift. Sometimes he thought he did it on purpose, dragging out an analysis or paperwork so Zach would have to stay and wait for him.
Tonight was one of those nights, It was late, even Dr Brennan had gone home. Most of the lights were out, the lone spot over Jack’s workstation, glittered strangely off the glass and the metal of the lab, reflecting sharp shards of light onto Zach as he leant again the autopsy table.
Zach slowly pushed himself off from where he had been leaning, his footsteps were soft as he padded up behind Jack. There was the scent of something in the air, sweet, cloying, he looked closer at Jack’s workstation. Ah, he nodded to himself as he put it together and inhaled the scent, the pollen, Jack was working with reference samples, and it appeared as if heat released the scent.
He breathed in again and felt a tingle of energy shoot up his spine. He dismissed it without a thought and leant closer to Jack. He smiled as the colours of Jack’s shirt and lab coat bled together and inhaled again. Something floated through his mind but he couldn’t quite catch it, it was just out of reach.
Zach squirmed out of his lab coat and pressed his hand against his face, he was so hot all of a sudden. The heat started pooling low in his belly and his already overheated face flushed as his cock jumped. He bit down on his lip to stop a low moan from forcing itself from his mouth.
Jack was still bent over the microscope, completely oblivious to the world around him as Zach clenched his hands at his sides.
Zack’s eyes trailed along Jack’s back, and down his arms. He bit back a moan as he watched the muscles of Jack’s arms bunch as he reached for a new sample. He kept his hands fisted hard, trying to keep himself from reaching out. The thought that this wasn’t normal floated through his brain, but it had barely emerged before it disappeared again.
He stood there for a few minutes, the heat in his body growing as he watched Jack shift against the table, he knew he should walk away but he couldn’t make himself move.
Then Jack stretched up, the muscles of his back pressing against his shirt as he moved, outlining his body and Zach couldn’t stop himself. He moaned as his hands clenched still tighter.
His moan jolted Jack out of his concentration and he turned. Zach supposed he should have understood what the mask across Jack’s face meant, but it was lost in the sweet haze of that scent.
Zach could only imagine what he looked like, body tense, face flushed, eyes dilated, cock hard against his fly.
Jack’s eyes were surprised, the blue far hotter then it should have been and Zach finally lost his thread of control. He was moving before he realised it, hands tugging down the mask, his body pushing Jack into the bench as he pressed a hard kiss to his mouth. He moaned into Jack’s surprise slack mouth as his cock pressed into Jack’s hip.
It was the moan that brought Jack back to reality and he shoved Zach back.
“Woah! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Zach just panted at him, his eyes dark and lips wet and Jack kept telling himself that it wasn’t turning him on. He inhaled to speak again and froze, he fumbled for his mask and pushed it back over his mouth.
“Shit! The freaking pollen!” He turned to pick up the phone but Zach moved again. His hand gripped Jack’s shoulder and the other pulled the mask completely off his head before tossing it somewhere off into the darkness. His wiry body pinned Jack to the desk as his tongue swept into Jack’s mouth.
It took Jack a moment to shake himself off and he lifted his hands to push Zach away again. They faltered, pressed against his chest as Zach’s free hand trailed down to cup his traitorous half hard dick.
Jack paused a moment to regain his self control, it was moment to long though as Zach’s fingers slipped through his fly and comfort slit and trailed down his cock. His head fell back as the sweet floral scent filled his nostrils and he groaned, hands clutching at the fabric of Zach’s shirt.
Zach’s mouth had moved to his neck and he could feel the smile pressed against his skin. He felt the button of his pants pop open and fuck innocent gawky Zach shouldn’t be so good at this.
Jack’s hands were still clenched in Zach’s shirt and as he shifted they brushed against a nipple, drawing a breathy moan out of the taller man.
Jack’s mind was fogging as Zach’s hands pushed his pants and boxers down his legs but he still managed to slide his hands up Zach’s shirt and with a little tugging, pull it over his head. Zach seemed to think it was a great idea as he unbuttoned Jack’s shirt and pushed it and his lab coat from his shoulders, dipping his head for a moment to press the flat of his tongue to Jack’s nipple in a way that went straight to his dick.
Zach suddenly seemed to realise that he was still half dressed and he moved to unbuckle his pants. The part of Jack’s brain that was telling him that this was a terrible idea was by this point quite firmly squashed so he just toed off his shoes before stepping out of his pants.
He leant back against the cold bench as he watched Zach shed the rest of his clothes. He shivered at the cold air and then Zach’s body was against his again, hands cupping his shoulders, smooth chest against his slightly furry one and…Jack hissed, stiff cock sliding against his equally hard one.
Jack turned his face up and threading a hand into Zach’s hair, pulled his head down to nip at his lip before kissing him properly.
Zach’s hips pushed forward as they kissed and Jack pushed back in answer, hand clenching in Zach’s hair as they brushed together.
Jack’s other hand slid down to rest on Zach’s hip, thumb tracing the hip bone as he thrust again, pulling Zach against him. Zach gasped into his mouth and thrust himself. They were uncoordinated at first, mistimed and awkward, but they quickly fell into a rhythm, the sound of flesh slapping against each other and their muffled moans echoing in the empty lab.
Jack’s hand on Zach’s hip was tight enough that it must have been uncomfortable but Zach kept moving against him, occasionally breaking their kiss and exhaling hot breath on his neck.
Zach’s hands were mobile, trailing across his back and arms, gripping and stroking as his thrusts became more erratic.
Jack was so close, so fucking close, he pulled his hand from Zach’s hair and shuddered as he closed it over both their cocks, jacking them off in time with their thrusts.
Zach came first, with a breathy moan that almost by itself tipped Jack over the edge, and his come slicked Jack’s last few frantic thrusts into his fist before he collapsed back against the counter.
Zach slid to the floor and Jack gripped the bench to stop himself following. The fog began to lift from his brain and the reality of what he’d just done came crashing in.
He rested his face in his clean hand, he’d just had sex with Zach in the middle of the freaking lab, the evidence of which was now turning sticky on his hand and groin.
There was a groan from the floor and he lifted his head, Zach was in the process of turning the brightest shade of red he’d ever seen. He was scrambling with his clothes and looking anywhere near Jack and he was breathing in a way that made Jack sure the babble would start soon.
And there it was.
“I…I…I don’t know what happened…I mean I was standing there…and then…” He was shaking, and the panic on his face made Jack’s chest clench in a way he wasn’t sure he wanted to analyse too closely.
Zach had found his feet and his hands were shaking as he tried to pull on his pants. Jack sighed and stepped forward, Zach’s hands froze as Jack’s brushed against them, settling the pants on Zach’s hips and buttoning them.
Zach is staring at the floor and if Jack hadn’t been standing so close he wouldn’t have heard what he said next.
“I’m sorry.”
The soft fear in his voice makes Jack gape and he does the only thing he can think of, he slips a hand back into Zach’s hair and kisses him. It’s different this time, it’s softer and Zach opens beneath his mouth in a way that really shouldn’t go straight to his groin, but does anyway.
Zach’s eyes are wide when he pulls back and Jack can’t help but smile softy as he snags his pants and hands Zach his shirt.
He mis-buttoned his shirt and he ignored the way it was just a little bit hard to work the buttons.
He also ignores the way his voice is just a little bit rough when he slips a hand down to rest on Zach’s hip and says,
“Let’s go home.”
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