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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 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.

Jack smiles and swallows hard, pushing up his hips, blatantly begging. "Fuck me, Evan, please. Please."

Lorne leans down and kisses him gently, lining up their hips and pushing into Jack.

Jack groans against his lips and wraps his arms around Lorne's neck.

Lorne rocks into him until he's all the way inside Jack, groaning and arching his back.

Jack holds Lorne's hips, arching up to meet him.

Lorne pulls back slowly, almost all the way out, and thrusts fast and deep back into him.

Jack is helpless beneath him, groaning, fingers scraping over his back, completely lost in the sensation of his lover inside him.

Lorne keeps up a steady rhythm--slow out, fast in--dragging his lips across Jack's shoulders and up his neck.

Jack reaches down between them to start stroking his cock again, aching to come.

"Let me," Lorne whispers, pushing Jack's hand away and wrapping his own around Jack's cock, stroking him firmly. He looks down at Jack, eyes full of lust and tenderness, and fucks him deep and fast.