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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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[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."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Jack says again, softly this time. "Just like Berlin before the war."

[callmemajor]

Now it's Lorne's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"There have been gay dance clubs for years, Evan."

[callmemajor]

"I know that," Lorne says, rolling his eyes a little. "I just always thought the bump and grind sort of clubs were a relatively new invention."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack shakes his head, amused. "We were gentlemen, but even gentlemen have their limits."

[callmemajor]

Lorne is torn at the moment between feeling sheepish and feeling impressed. "Well then, if you're up for it, we could definitely go dancing after dinner and a movie."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm up for it." He touches Lorne's chest, drawing his fingertips over the muscles. "I want you half-dressed and grinding against me."

[callmemajor]

"All right then," Lorne says, grinning. "It's a date."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I love you," Jack says and kisses him.

[callmemajor]

"I love you too," Lorne murmurs, kissing him and sliding his hand down Jack's back.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack kisses his neck and holds him tight. "It's getting dark," he observes but makes no move to go just yet.

[callmemajor]

"It is, yeah," Lorne agrees, wrapping his arms around Jack's waist. "Getting cold?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"A little." He snuggles close to Lorne's body.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles and holds him tighter. "You wanna go inside, or do you just want me to keep you warm?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I just want you to keep me warm, of course," Jack mumbles into his chest and then kisses his shoulder.

[callmemajor]

"And how should I do that?" Lorne murmurs, smiling into Jack's hair and running his hands over Jack's back.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"That," Jack whispers, "keep doing that."

[callmemajor]

Lorne buries his nose in Jack's hair and breathes deep, sliding his hands slowly over Jack's skin. "Like this, darlin'?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Mm, yes," Jack whispers. "That's perfect . . . that's just right."