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There are noises coming from Lorne’s closet that shouldn’t be coming from any closet. Clinking glasses and laughter and talking and…is that music?

And then Lorne steps out of the closet (pardon the pun) ahead of Jack.

“It’s not much,” he says, glancing around the sparsely furnished room, “but it’s home.”

[ooc: Adult content.]

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Jack smiles at the thought of next time and follows him, brisk as well.

Lorne reaches his quarters and grins at Jack as he opens the door, giving a quick glance up and down the hall to make sure it's deserted before grabbing the front of Jack's shirt and pulling him in.

Jack yelps and laughs, and takes Lorne in his arms for a hard, hungry kiss.

Lorne kisses him back, just as hard, tangling his fingers in Jack's hair and thinking the door shut and locked.

jack pushes him against the nearest wall and kisses him, working a thigh between Lorne's legs.

Lorne shoves Jack's jacket off his shoulders and slides his hands up Jack's stomach under his shirt.

Jack yanks off his shirt and gets to work on Lorne's, nibbling his neck as he tugs it up.

Lorne raises his arms so Jack can get his shirt off, pressing his thigh against Jack's groin.

Jack pulls off Lorne's shirt and kisses his mouth, grinding against Lorne's thigh.

Lorne moans into his mouth, working Jack's pants open and sliding his hands into the back, pulling Jack's hips against his.

Jack stutters a groan and grinds against him harder, frotting him shamelessly.

Lorne tugs Jack's lip between his teeth, fingers kneading Jack's ass.

Jack jerks against him, cupping his ass.

Lorne rubs his thigh hard against Jack's crotch, sucking and biting at his neck.

Jack groans into his ear, raking his fingers through Lorne's hair.

[ooc: Stop time? I'm out of steam.]

Lorne shoves his hand into the front of Jack's pants, wrapping his hand around Jack's cock.

[ooc: Kay.]

Jack shakes all over and rocks into Lorne's hand. He bites Lorne's neck.

Lorne moans quietly and pulls back to give Jack a wicked smile before dropping slowly to his knees.

Jack gasps and smiles and leans back, closing his eyes, his hand raking into Lorne's hair.

Lorne nuzzles Jack's belly as he carefully works Jack's pants down his legs, bending to untie his shoes.

Jack's belly trembles under Lorne's mouth.

Lorne taps his foot, smiling up at him. "Step," he whispers.

Jack steps obediently.

Lorne pulls off his shoes and socks, then tugs his pants the rest of the way off. He kisses his way back up Jack's legs to his hips.

Jack holds Lorne's shoulders, looking down at him with darkened eyes.