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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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[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles up at him and runs his tongue down the crease of Jack's thigh.

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Jack's breathing is growing heavier. He opens his legs wider to give Lorne plenty of room.

[callmemajor]

Lorne slowly circles Jack's balls with his tongue, wrapping his fingers loosely around Jack's cock.

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Jack gasps and curses, his fingers digging into Lorne's shoulder.

[callmemajor]

Lorne gently sucks one of Jack's balls into his mouth and strokes his cock slowly.

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Jack shudders under him. Sweat is starting to dot his body.

[callmemajor]

Lorne grips Jack's hips tightly and wraps his lips around the head of Jack's cock.

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Jack thrusts his fingers into Lorne's hair, his other hand twisting into the coverlet as he struggles to keep from pushing into Lorne's mouth.

[callmemajor]

Lorne slides his mouth slowly down Jack's cock, fingers flexing on his hips.

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Jack's hips move and his hands shake.

[callmemajor]

Lorne swallows carefully around him and runs his hands down Jack's thighs, squeezing the muscles.

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"Oh, Lorne," Jack moans, twisting his face into the pillow. "Oh, Lorne."

[callmemajor]

Lorne chuckles and pulls back and runs his tongue around the tip, breathing in deep and taking Jack as deep as he can.

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Jack whimpers helplessly, his feet rubbing restlessly against Lorne's sides. He gasps Lorne's name again.


[ooc: Gah. Just remembered I want Jack to always call him Evan. Sorry about that.]

[callmemajor]

Lorne pulls back just a little and sucks hard, hollowing his cheeks.


[ooc: Is okay. We can handwave it away.]

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Jack pushes himself upright, supporting himself on his hands, so he can watch Lorne's mouth. "You," he pants, "are so fucking beautiful."

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles around his cock and presses his tongue into the slit, wrapping his hand around the base and stroking him firmly.

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Jack breathes hard and groans, lets his head fall back and and then his body fall as he begins to come.

[callmemajor]

Lorne strokes him slowly through it, drinking his come and sucking gently until Jack's cock slips out of his mouth.

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Jack touches Lorne's hair, his chest heaving. "Thanks," he says softly, with a self-conscious smile.

[callmemajor]

Lorne laughs quietly and crawls up Jack's body to kiss him. "You're welcome," he whispers.

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Jack kisses him hard, rubbing his thigh between Lorne's legs.

[callmemajor]

Lorne groans into his mouth, grinding against his thigh.

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"What do you want, Evan?" He sweeps his hand through Lorne's hair. "What can I do for you?"

[callmemajor]

"Touch me," Lorne murmurs, taking Jack's hand and sliding it down inside the front of his pants. "Please, Jack."