2025-02-12 23:23:23 ¶ ● ⬈

sparks-out:

> Tumblr deleted some of my tags on a post and now I can’t remember what they weeeeeeeeeere.

Ok here’s the gist of the deleted tags in textpost form, with some Additional Thoughts:

The first (and perhaps only) time Jon and Elias hook up throughout the entire internship happens near the end, I think. Elias is an attentive lover, takes such good care of his boy, wants to make his first time so good for him. Jon calling him dad the first time he cums, horrified and ashamed. But it’s alright, Elias knows what he needs. Jon just needs to let his father take care of him. Jon feeling so good, Elias fucking him out of his mind, Jon clenching hard on his cock whenever he calls Jon his son, his darling boy. He brings Jon off multiple times before finishing deep inside. Holds him in the aftermath, petting his hair, murmuring praise and affection. Jon feeling warm and safe, held in his father’s arms (he’d hate himself for the thought, if he had the energy to do anything other than holding Elias back so tightly, head resting on the solid plane of his chest.

He asks Elias if he thought it was weird, wrong to call him “dad” during sex. And Elias kisses him so tenderly on the forehead. “Of course not,” he says. It’s a common enough fetish, and Elias is certainly old enough to be his father (a thought that makes Jon squirm very briefly in his arms, want to grind against him, so so turned on). It’s perfectly fine, it’s just a kink, it doesn’t mean anything.

And Jon lies quietly in his arms. Thinks about how much he looks up to Elias. How much he cares for him. Wants his praise, validation, respect, love. Thinks about his longing to be raised by Elias, his stupid little fantasy of being his son that started getting strange and sexual despite his best efforts to deny it. It’s not just a kink. Somehow, in some twisted way, Elias feels more like a father to him now than he ever did before.