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[callmemajor]

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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[callmemajor]

"Yes, you are," Lorne whispers back, looking up at Jack all pink and orange in last light of the sun.

"God, I wish I could paint you right now."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Do you have your little camera? You could take a picture."

[callmemajor]

Lorne shakes his head. "I don't. And it isn't quite the same." He crawls up Jack's body and kisses him gently. "I'll just have to remember," he murmurs.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

jack holds Lorne's face and kisses him back.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him over and over, touching his face gently.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"When do you go back to Atlantis?" Jack whispers. "I could stay a day or two, if it's okay with your mom."

[callmemajor]

Lorne beams at him. "She'd love it, I'm sure. I've got four days of leave left."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Wonderful," Jack says and kisses him. "I can't stay that long, I think--it'd be a hard thing to explain to your mom if I started disappearing."

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him back and lays his head on Jack's shoulder. "Stay as long as you can. I don't want you disappearing either."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Day after tomorrow." He kisses Lorne's hair. "That's as far as I dare push it."

[callmemajor]

"That's perfect, darlin'," Lorne whispers, kissing his throat. "And we can do whatever you want. Anything you can't do in the bar."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'll have to think about that," Jack says with a laugh. "There's not much that can't be done in the bar."

He thinks a moment, and then sits up. "Could we go to the pictures? I haven't seen a picture for the longest time."

[callmemajor]

"Of course," Lorne says, chuckling a little and stretching out. "What kind of movie do you want to see? Action? Comedy? Romance?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I don't care," Jack says, shaking his head. "Anything. Something you like."

[callmemajor]

"All right," Lorne says, smiling and reaching up and trailing his fingers over Jack's chest. "We'll see what's playing tomorrow."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack leans down to kiss him. "And maybe go out to eat somewhere afterwards?"

[callmemajor]

"Dinner and a movie," Lorne says, kissing him. "A proper date."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"A proper date would involve dancing," Jack whispers, kissing him. "Is there a dance hall in town?"

[callmemajor]

"I..." Lorne begins, then hesitates. "There's a place I could take you, but it wouldn't be dancing like you're used to."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"It'll be dancing like how you do it," Jack guesses. "Lots of swaying."

[callmemajor]

"There could be swaying," Lorne says, trying to keep a straight face.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"And what else?" He touches Lorne's cheeks with his forefingers. "I know that look."

[callmemajor]

"It would be..." he pauses, trying to work out how to describe it.

"It would be dancing like foreplay," he finally says.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack raises an eyebrow. "Oh my."

[callmemajor]

"Yeah," Lorne says. "Lots of half-naked, sweaty guys rubbing against each other. Basically."