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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 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.

Jack holds his face, watching his eyes and the way his cheeks flush as Lorne fucks him. His legs twitch and his hips jerk and he thrusts hard into Lorne's hand.

"Yes, yes," Lorne mumbles. "That's it...that's my baby..." He keeps stroking Jack until his back arches sharply and his whole body shudders and he comes hard, moaning Jack's name.

Jack holds him tighter-than-tight and kisses his mouth over and over.

"Love you," Lorne murmurs between kisses. "Love you, love you, love you."

"Love you too," Jack whispers and wraps Lorne's hand around his cock again. "Finish me, baby."

Lorne strokes Jack in a tight fist, still inside him. "Come for me darlin'. Want to feel you come."