Cooking dinner for Jack

[callmemajor]

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

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"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.]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack caresses Lorne's hair as his hips arch.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses the inside of his thigh, nipping gently.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack grunts in his throat and his toes curl.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles against his skin and drags his tongue over the red marks.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Mm," Jack moans softly. "Taking your time tonight."

[callmemajor]

"Been a while," Lorne murmurs. "Don't want to rush." He kisses down Jack's leg and licks behind his knee.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack raises his leg, smiling.

[callmemajor]

Lorne laughs softly and kisses down Jack's calf to the bottom of his foot.

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Jack laughs too and caresses Lorne's shoulder with his toes.

[callmemajor]

Lorne swirls his tongue over the sole and licks between Jack's toes.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack's leg jerks and he mutters, "Evan."

[callmemajor]

"Hmm?" He sucks Jack's big toe into his mouth.

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"Just, God. Feels, um. Feels good." His other foot digs into the mattress.

[callmemajor]

Lorne pulls his mouth off. "Good," he murmurs. "Want you to feel good." He sucks on Jack's toe again, rubbing his thumb along the arch of Jack's foot.

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Jack groans and splays his toes. His hand drifts across his chest.

[callmemajor]

Lorne slides his tongue between each toe before setting Jack's foot down and picking up the other.

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By the time he does Jack is writhing and groaning.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses his insole and nibbles along the arch.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Evan," and there's a pleading note to his voice, "please, I can't."

[callmemajor]

Lorne sets Jack's foot back on the mattress, looking down at Jack with dark eyes. "What do you want, babe? What should I do?"

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"Come here and fuck me," Jack growls, holding out his arms.

[callmemajor]

Lorne grins and crawls up Jack's body, kissing him deeply and reaching for the nightstand to get the lube.