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Chloroform the one you love	By : Alienlint Category: +S through Z > Xiaolin Showdown Views: 2883 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chloroform the one you love
Author: Lint
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Good!JackxMaster Fung
Summary: Chloroform can get you what you want... with love.
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, lawl. :D
A/N: This fic is crack. It takes place when Good!Jack was with the recovering Fung and Omi was under Chase Young’s command. Jack is, I GUESS, 17. He isn't a little kid, but he isn't an adult either.
THE JACK IN THIS IS GOOD JACK. I DON’T WANT TO TYPE ‘Good!Jack’ BECAUSE IT IS ANNOYING.
(Inspired by Chloroform the one you love by Flickerstick)

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Dusk settled over the Xiaolin temple. Dinner had long since passed and the inhabitants were enjoying a somewhat quiet evening in one of the long halls of the temple. The remaining dragons-in-training talked amongst themselves, about how they would help their little friend Omi. Master Fung was still in a few casts, but he was recovering quickly.

“Isn’t it a beautiful evening?” Jack grinned and latched on to the nearest person, who happened to be Raimundo.

“Ugh. Sure. Whatever. Get off me.” Raimundo made a face and pushed the unnaturally happy boy off him.

“The stars will be out and they’ll be so bright and sparkly!” Jack squealed as he moved over to the window, careful to place his hands on the wooden grille and not the glass. “It’ll be so magical!”

Master Fung sat soundlessly in his wheelchair. Across his arm and chest lay Kimiko’s laptop. In his mouth, he chewed on the end of a chopstick. “Yes.” He tapped onto the keys of the laptop and it let out a digital, robotic voice. “Perhaps we should all go to bed.”

“Goodnight hugs all around!” Jack pulled away from the window and began to approach the group with open arms. Raimundo, Kimiko and Clay quickly scattered, narrowly escaping a death-grip hug as they fled to their room.

“Goodnight young--” Fung started to type a farewell to his fleeing students, but was cut off as pale arms wrapped tightly around him.

“Gnight, Master Fung!” Jack squealed happily as he rubbed his face against the other’s. “Sleep well.” He placed a kiss on the old man’s cheek and pulled away.

Dojo grumbled at the affection given to Fung. Affection that wasn’t from the dragon himself was unacceptable. “Well, time to roll Master Fung to bed.”

“No. Dojo. I would like to sit here for a while.” The robotic voice droned.

“But!” Dojo squeaked in protest.

“I will be fine, Dojo.”

With a snort, Dojo slinked off.

Jack followed the dragon out of the room, but turned down a different hallway. When he was far enough away, and no one was in sight, he let out a little squeal, pressing his back against a large pillar. “Master Fung is so wonderful.” He sighed longingly as he began to daydream. “So wise, so skilled, so graceful, such a sexy beard!” Giggling like a school girl, Jack put his hands over his mouth to quiet himself. “He is so fit for an old man. All those muscles.” Jack purred gently to himself, starting to think of Fung unclothed. “Oh! I am so naughty.” The giggles didn’t stop.

“But he doesn’t feel the same way.” Jack mumbled to himself as he pulled his hands away from his mouth. “But I love him so much!” He wrapped his arms around himself and squealed. “If only he loved me too.” He sighed dreamily. “Wait.” The boy perked up. “He doesn’t have to.” A small grin graced his features as he remembered something from his eviler days.

Hours later, Fung sat quietly in front of a wide window with intricate grille designs. It was the same spot the other’s had left him. He appeared to be asleep, head slightly tilted to the side. The room was completely silent except for the muffled nighttime sounds outside. At the sound of footsteps, the old man perked his head a bit.

“Master Fung?” Jack gently whispered as he moved up beside the man.

“You should be asleep, Jack.” The laptop droned gently.

“I couldn’t sleep…” He scooted over to wrap an arm around Fung in a half hug, resting his head against the bald other.

“I’m afraid I cannot help you, Jack.” He let out a sigh. “I wish to be alone…”

“Master Fung. Can I ask you something?”

“What is it, Jack?”

“Does this smell like Chloroform to you?” Jack put a rag to the man’s face.

Fung struggled for a moment, and then slipped into limp unconsciousness. Jack grinned to himself and wheeled the man away, leaving the laptop on the floor. Quietly, he crept through the temple and took Fung to his bedroom, stopping the chair at the foot of a large pile of pillows covering a simple mat.

“Oof. You’re a lot heavier than you look!” Jack gunted as he began to lift the man out of the chair and set him on the pile of pillows. “It must be all that muscle!” He squealed as he gently laid the man down, huffing from the effort. “Speaking of which, let’s get a good look at them, shall we?” Another school girl giggle.

The casts and bandages were easy enough to remove. Dojo would often take them off to clean the man. Setting them aside, Jack marveled at the naked body before him. “Oooo.” He could barely hold in his excitement as he put a hand to his mouth to silence a girly squeal. Reaching a hand out, he ran fingertips down the man’s neck, to his belly button. Though he was unconscious, the warm flesh tensed a bit from the boy’s touch.

“Oh, Master Fung, you so must be lying about your age!” Jack giggled as his eyes traveled along the lithe body. “Your muscles are so… rippling!” His hands smacked to his mouth as his voice cracked into a giggle. He pulled them away as his eyes glanced at the glory God had graced the man upon his birth. “Oh my.” Color flamed the pale boy’s cheeks.

Jack gently brushed a few fingertips against the man’s member, and he made a slight squeak when it reacted. “Eee!” After a few gentle strokes against the soft skin, he wrapped his fingers around it, letting out a slightly nervous huff at the soft, warm, hardening member in his hands. The boy had touched himself plenty of times, but touching someone else’s cock, Master Fung’s—it was extremely arousing in itself.

Eventually, the member hardened to its full length. Jack’s thumb worked over the tip, feeling the slightly damp, smooth flesh. The blush didn’t leave the boy’s face, and only intensified. It was a wet dream come true, and he was having trouble believing it. Jack pulled his hand away, rubbing at the slight wet on his thumb. Blinking, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, sucking the slight taste of Fung away.

“Tastes good, Master Fung.” Jack grinned as he looked down at the erect member, its tip glistening ever so slightly. “You won’t mind if I help myself to more, would you?” Jack grinned and patted the man’s lower belly. “No, of course you wouldn’t!” He giggled before he moved down, lips pressed to the head of the man’s member.

It was the first time Jack had ever had another man’s cock in his face. Holding the shaft in place with two fingertips, he gave the tip a testing lick. Running his velvety tongue also the soft head of the man’s member, Jack shifted to pull more into his mouth. His fingers slid down to the base as he explored with his tongue; sucking gently between licks. The tip of his tongue ran along the fold of the head and tasted the tiny leaks of precum. Testing his own limits, Jack straightened his tongue, letting the man’s cock slide along it as he took more of him into his mouth. The back of his throat tickled and he pulled away with a cough.

“I don’t think I can do that, Master Fung.” Jack wiped the wet from his lips on the back of a hand. “But I know something we can do!” He raised a finger before he moved the hand to reach into his pocket, placing a little plastic bottle on the man’s belly. “Oh, Master Fung. I want you…” He whispered as he leaned over to hug the still unconscious man. “Inside of me!” He giggled like a girl before pulling away.

“I’m a virgin, you know.” Jack bit his lip as he smiled, holding in girlish squeals as he began to untie his shoes. “Isn’t that romantic, Master Fung? Taking a young boy’s virginity?” Jack put a hand to his chest, gripping his sweater vest as he kicked off his shoes. “Just thinking about it makes me shudder with… Oh!” He shivered, hard, grinning from the bubbly feeling. “It’s so romantic!” He sighed lovingly as he began to unbutton his pants, slipping them and his underwear off. With a huff, he leaned over to pull his vest and shirt over his head, throwing it in a pile with the rest of his clothes.

“I’ve… touched myself before. Just, put fingers and, other things, inside of me.” Jack reached over for the little bottle, popping off its cap and pouring the slick, clear liquid atop Fung’s cock. Jack reached out, spreading the slick substance all along the man’s member. “But I’m sure it is nothing like…” Jack grinned with a hot blush. “A hot… hard… cock.”

Jack shifted to straddle Fung; the man’s slick member pressing against his lower back. Moving a hand forward to rest on a pillow beside the man’s shoulder, Jack stared at the man’s unconscious face. “You’ll be gentle, won’t you?” He gave a slight smirk as he reached back, pressing a finger against his own entrance. The boy let out a soft squeak as he pushed another finger inside, then another, moving them in and out. “Nnn… I know you will.” Jack leaned over to place a gentle kiss to the man’s lips.

Shifting his weight, the boy pulled his fingers out of himself and grabbed the man’s cock. Bracing himself, he placed the tip at his entrance, slowly pressing it inside. Biting his lip, Jack gave a pained squeak as he pulled his hands away to grip the pillows. Trying his best to adjust, he slowly managed to lower himself about halfway, panting from the pain. “Nn… Master Fung.”

After giving himself a moment to adjust to the hot cock inside of him, Jack began to move up and down, slow at first. Occasionally, his inner muscles would give a spasm and the boy would shiver from the pain. “Ahnn…” Jack huffed, his eyes closed tightly as he leaned forward to kiss the man deeply. Pulling away from the kiss, the boy lowered himself completely, and he let out a squeal from the feeling of Fung’s member inside of him. “Ahnnn! Hnn.” He panted, breath quick and a thin layer of sweat forming on his young body.

Suddenly, Jack bucked and let out a loud, moaning squeal. He silenced himself by burying his face in the man’s shoulder, huffing hard and noisily. Moving to sit back up, Jack continued his movements, taking in the cock completely. His pace quickened and he moved to sit up, using one hand to brace himself as the other reached down to his own member, moving his hand up and down in the same pace he was working the other’s.

The pain began to dull from its earlier intensity, and all the boy felt was a hot, radiating pleasure. His eyes opened to look down at the unconscious man beneath him. “… Master Fung…” he huffed with a soft moan, struggling to not wake the entire temple. “It… feels so… good... doesn’t it. Mmmm.” He closed his eyes for a moment at a hard jolt of pleasure and let out a gasp. “Ahn!” He was young, and getting close to his limit.

Jacks hand tightened on his member, trying to hold back his own orgasm. “I want you…” With a hard swallow, he rammed himself back onto the man’s cock, shuddering hard from the jolts of pleasure that sparked through him each time a certain spot was hit. “… to… fill me. Mmmm. Master Fung…” He panted as he leaned over to press his wet body against the other and lovingly kiss him, licking hotly at the man’s lips.

Determined, Jack tightened himself, moving faster, harder. He kept his hand on himself, straining from the need to release. “Hnn… I don’t… think I can hold out… much longer.” He panted as he loosened his grip. “Oh, Master Fung… You’ve got so… much stamina.” He chuckled softly between a moan as he doubled over. His body shuddered with hard spasms and he cried out, coming into his hand, hot dribbles slipping between his fingers and onto the man’s lower belly. Pausing to catch his breath, he continued to move up and down on the cock inside of him.

With a soft grunt, Fung’s eyes slowly opened. His body felt so hot and sticky. Everything was a groggy blur, colors still swirling in a mad rush to focus. Suddenly, the man’s eyes snapped open as everything became clear. Jack Spicer was on top of him, naked, flushed, panting. Before the horror could set in, shudders of confused pleasure shocked the man as he released with a gasp. Jack let out a loud moan and moved to kiss the man with a soft purr of pleasure.

Jack sat there, shivering gently in the afterglow, not noticing the fact Fung had drifted back to consciousness. “Mmm… I love you, Master Fung.” He smiled, purring like a lovesick teenage girl.

Fung simply closed his eyes, pretending as if he had been unconscious the whole time.
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