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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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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.

Jack rocks his body, muffled groans coming from beneath the pillow.

Lorne fucks jack with his tongue, pushing a finger in alongside it.

Jack wraps a hand around his cock, stroking himself slowly and moaning.

Lorne adds another finger and brings his free hand up to wrap around Jack's wrist. He pulls his mouth away to look up at Jack. His voice is deep and gravelly when he says, "Don't come until I'm inside you."

Jack nods, his lips parted, and slows his strokes.

Lorne nips lightly at the inside of Jack's thigh and runs his tongue over Jack's balls, carefully pushing a third finger into him.

Jack cries out and pulls the pillow over his face again.

Lorne sucks gently on Jack's balls for just a moment, then pulls his fingers out and pushes himself to his feet. "Scoot up," he murmurs, pulling Jack higher up the bed and crawling on top of him.

Jack pulls himself back onto the bed and wraps his arms and legs around Lorne, seeking his mouth.

Lorne kisses him deeply, fumbling in the nightstand for a tube of lubricant. He squeezes some into his hand and pushes it into Jack.

Jack gasps and his embrace tightens around Lorne.

Loren kisses his neck and shoulders, sliding his fingers in and out of Jack before pulling away and just looking at Jack while he coats his cock liberally with the lube.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growls.