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Jack holds Lorne's head in both hands and hooks his legs over Lorne's hips.

Lorne squeezes the rest of the conditioner into his hand and coats his cock with it, lining up their hips and pushing carefully into Jack.

Jack groans roughly and pulls Lorne's mouth back to his.

Lorne kisses him hard and rocks into him, fingers digging into Jack's hips.

Jack rolls his hips in response, groaning as his cock rubs against Lorne's belly.

Loren kisses his throat and neck and shoulders, pushing one of Jack's legs up so he can get deeper.

Jack runs his fingers over Lorne's shoulders and into his hair.

"Christ," Lorne moans, thrusting faster and harder into him. "So good, baby...so fucking good."

Jack softly laughs and pulls Lorne's mouth back to his, rocking his hips.

Lorne kisses him, licking into his mouth. He reaches between them to stroke Jack's cock.

"Oh," he moans softly, "yes, baby . . ." He thrusts into Lorne's hand.

Lorne fucks him hard, fast and deep, keeping a tight fist around his cock and stroking Jack in time with his thrusts.

Jack rocks under him, scraping the back of Lorne's neck and shoulders with his nails. His breath hitches in his chest.

"C'mon, darlin'," Lorne breathes. "Want to feel you...please...Jack..."

Jack's body shudders and he pulls Lorne's mouth to his, kissing him hard and moaning against his lips. He thrusts roughly into Lorne's hand, his legs jerking as he begins to come.

Lorne's fingers dig hard into Jack's hips, and he sucks hard on Jack's lower lip, thrusting hard into him and coming with a groan.

jack wraps his arms around him and kisses his face.

Lorne buries his face in Jack's neck, panting and periodically flicking his tongue out to lick droplets of sweat from Jack's skin.

Jack combs his fingers through Lorne's hair. "Love you, Evan, love you."

"Love you," Lorne murmurs. "Love you, Jack." He kisses Jack's neck and carefully pulls out, rolling onto his side.

Jack strokes his back with his fingertips and softly kisses Lorne's face.

[ooc: Bedtime.]

Lorne nuzzles Jack's face and kisses him softly. "Glad we got a room?"

[ooc: Goodnight.]

"So very glad." He scrubs his hand through Lorne's hair. "I'll behave at your mother's. Cross my heart."

"Not too much, I hope," Lorne says, sliding his fingers down Jack's chest.

"Well," Jack says softly, shifting against him, "if you absolutely can't keep your hands off me I promise not to be too noisy."