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[callmemajor]

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

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

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.]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

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.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

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.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

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.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

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

[callmemajor]

Lorne groans into his mouth, grinding against his thigh.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"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."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans and hastilay undoes Lorne's trousers, pushing them low on his hips so he can wrap his hand and Loren's cock.

[callmemajor]

Lorne gasps and thrusts into Jack's hand, holding onto his biceps.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack drops his head to Lorne's chest, nipping and kissing him as he strokes him.

[callmemajor]

Lorne tangles his fingers in Jack's hair, cupping his ass with his other hand.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack moves his hand to the head of Lorne's cock, cupping and circling it in his fingers.

[callmemajor]

"Jesus, Jack," Lorne breathes, and rolls onto his back, pulling Jack on top of him. He pulls Jack's head up to his and kisses him hard.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack sucks on his tongue and then pulls away enough to whisper, "Do you want to fuck me?"

[callmemajor]

Lorne's breath catches and he moans softly. "Yes," he whispers. "God, yes."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Do you have something in here for lube?" He runs his hands over Lorne's chest.

[callmemajor]

It takes Lorne a moment to clear his head enough to answer. "I...uh...yeah. I think so."

He sits up and looks around trying to remember where it would be.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack smiles at him patiently, amusement in his eyes.

[callmemajor]

Lorne's eyes eventually fall on his desk, and he gets up and rummages around in the drawer before he finally holds up a tube in triumph.

"Found it."