Cooking dinner for Jack

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It's a lovely evening, and Lorne is tempted to stop by the lake for a quick dip on the way, but he's carrying raw meat with him, which makes it seem like a bad idea. The walk itself is nearly as nice anyway, and Lorne smiles as the cabin comes into view.

It feels like coming home on leave, which he supposes it sort of is, except that he didn't have to apply for it, and it won't come out of his bank.

"You know what we should get, babe? A grill," he says as they come up the stairs to the porch.

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[callmemajor]

Lorne smirks and kisses him softly. "You're pretty good at making things grow."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I hope that's not a sex joke," Jack says, rolling his eyes, and kisses Lorne back.

[callmemajor]

"Would I make a sex joke?" Lorne murmurs, kissing Jack again, slowly.

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"Yes," Jack murmurs, "you most certainly would."

[callmemajor]

"Well, maybe," Lorne whispers. He kisses Jack again and starts tugging him towards the stairs.

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"Gonna show me how much you miss me?"

[callmemajor]

"Thinkin' about it." Lorne kisses him once more at the base of the stairs and turns to climb up them.

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Jack follows him up, smiling in anticipation.

[callmemajor]

Lorne pulls off his shirt when he gets upstairs and toes off his shoes.

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Jack follow suit, boots and jeans put neatly away in the wardrobe, shirt dropped into the hamper.

[callmemajor]

"Lay down," Lorne whispers, voice gruff, as he unbuttons his jeans.

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Jack sits on the bed and pulls himself back to lie down.

[callmemajor]

Lorne sets his jeans aside and kneels on the bed, crawling slowly up Jack's body and straddling his hips.

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"What are you planning?" he says softly as he slides his hands up Lorne's arms.

[callmemajor]

"Haven't decided yet," Lorne murmurs. He dips his head to kiss Jack's chest.

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Jack chuckles and strokes his hair, watching him through half-closed eyes.

[callmemajor]

Lorne mouths over to Jack's nipple, flicking his tongue over it.

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Jack moans and shifts restlessly.

[callmemajor]

Lorne runs a hand up Jack's side and sucks gently on his nipple.

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Jack grabs his hand and squeezes it.

[callmemajor]

Lorne squeezes back and kisses his way down the center of Jack's stomach, stopping to dip his tongue into Jack's navel.

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"Evan," Jack breathes, his stomach shivering.

[callmemajor]

Lorne drags his tongue along Jack's hip and hooks his fingers in the waistband of Jack's shorts, dragging them down slowly.

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"Mm," Jack murmurs and leans back his head to just enjoy this.


[ooc: Pause? Sleepy.]

[callmemajor]

Lorne licks along the crease of his thigh, tugging his shorts down and off.


[ooc: Sure thing.]