Jack's room, post-swimming

[callmemajor]

Lorne follows Jack up to his room, a little surprised at how easy it is to fall back into this routine. He kisses Jack deeply once they're inside, his hands shaking just a little.


[ooc: Pre-emptive adult content warning.]

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[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"You'd better," Jack whispers, holding Lorne's head.

[callmemajor]

"I will," Lorne murmurs, kissing Jack over and over. "I will. I will."

He's just this side of promising.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack nods and kisses him back. "I know. I know."

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him firmly once more and lays his head back on Jack's chest.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack strokes his hair and his face gently.

[callmemajor]

"When I come back," Lorne says, trailing his fingers across Jack's chest, "you can't tell me about this, you know."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I understand," Jack says softly.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses Jack's collarbone and gives him a squeeze. "I knew you would."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I know a few things about time," Jack says and plays with his ear. "Evan? When you go . . . don't say goodbye. Just say 'say you later.' Please?"

[callmemajor]

"Okay," Lorne murmurs, sliding his fingers along Jack's ribs.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack nods and sighs and starts stroking Lorne's neck.

[callmemajor]

Lorne relaxes into him, sighing softly and kissing his neck.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"We should get some supper later," Jack murmurs, but he makes no move to get out of bed.

[callmemajor]

"Mmm...yes," Lorne says. "Does the bar do room service?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I've never asked." He smiles at the thought of a waitrat hauling a few trays up the stairs.

[callmemajor]

"You should find out," Lorne says, propping himself up on an elbow to look at Jack. "Do you even have a phone in your room?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack looks to his right.

Looks to his left.

No phone.

He smiles at Lorne. "No. Should I?"

[callmemajor]

Lorne laughs. "No. I don't suppose you'd need one here. But if you don't have one, you'd hardly have room service, now would you?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I suspect there is no room service," Jack says, "and we will just have to get dressed when we're hungry and go back downstairs."

[callmemajor]

"Mmm...too bad," Lorne says, kissing Jack's shoulder. "I'd like to keep you naked all day."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Clothing comes off again," Jack points out, smiling.

[callmemajor]

"True," Lorne agrees, shrugging and pressing another kiss to Jack's shoulder. "But there's so much effort involved."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"You can borrow a pair of my dungarees and one of my t-shirts," Jack says generously. "So you don't have to get back into that uniform."

[callmemajor]

"You don't like my uniform?"

Lorne's pout is even more amusing with the extra years on his face.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I love your uniform." Jack kisses him. "But you were complaining about all that work . . ."