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For some reason, the door to the Bar has been consistently showing up in Lorne's mother's laundry room the entire time he's been visiting her.

So it's a somewhat gentle whirring, a pleasant warmth, and the scent of fabric softener that greets them when he leads Jack through the door.

"It's not as exciting as Atlantis," he says with an apologetic smile.

[ooc: Adult content within.]

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"Jesus," Lorne mutters, kissing Jack hard and rolling him onto his back.

Jack rubs his thigh between Lorne's legs and starts undoing his jeans.

Lorne rests his forehead against Jack's, closing his eyes and moaning. He breathes deep through his nose, trying to regain control.

"Too much?" Jack stops rubbing and just concentrates on getting Lorne's pants down.

"A little, yeah," Lorne breathes. "Don't want this over too quickly."

He helps Jack get his jeans off, kissing him all the while.

"No," Jack whispers, "going to take our time and just enjoy it." He grabs hold of Lorne's ass and squeezes gently.

"Yeah," Lorne murmurs, rocking his hips slowly and getting started on Jack's trousers.

Jack pushes up his hips and strokes Lorne's hair.

Lorne licks and kisses his way down Jack's chest as he pushes Jack's trousers down his thighs.

Jack toes off his shoes and kicks off his jeans, and wraps a leg around Lorne's hip.

Lorne runs his tongue slowly around Jack's nipple, sucking it gently.

Jack exhales a shuddering breath and strokes the back of Lorne's neck.

Lorne sucks a little harder, brining a hand up to Jack's other nipple and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

"Oh, god, that's good," Jack whispers, eyes closing in bliss.

Lorne hums in agreement and scrapes his teeth lightly over Jack's nipple.

Jack gasps and pushes up his chest, his fingers deep in Lorne's hair.

Lorne slides his mouth over to Jack's other nipple, sucking gently and swirling his tongue over it.

he has Jack moaning steadily now, as Jack pushes his fingers through Lorne's hair and writhes under him.

Just the reaction Lorne was going for. He slides slowly down Jack's body, kissing and nipping at his stomach and low belly.

"Evan, Evan," Jack chants softly and opens his legs wide.

Lorne moans quietly. He loves it when Jack chants his name. He slides further back until he's kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed and pulls Jack down until his hips are at the edge of the mattress. He runs his tongue up Jack's thighs.

Jack's breath hitches in anticipation and he lets his hands fall away from Lorne's head.

Lorne pushes Jack's legs up and leans in brushing his tongue lightly over Jack's hole.

Jack groans and then grabs a pillow to hold over his face and muffle the noise.

Lorne pushes his tongue into Jack, gripping his thighs.