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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]

"What? You didn't come here just for the sex?" Cheeky grin again.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I got distracted." Jack kisses his grin.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him back. "Mmm...well, I can be pretty distracting."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you can." His hands spread over Lorne's back and he tucks his head under Lorne's chin.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles and wraps his arms around Jack, kissing his hair. "Need to shower first?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack shakes his head. "'m fine."


[ooc: Wrap/pause? Want to write.]

[callmemajor]

"Then we should get you into uniform for your flight, airman."


[ooc: Pausing's good. Good luck with the writing.]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack beams and kisses Lorne hard. "Okay."

[callmemajor]

Lorne laughs and crawls out of bed, holding his hands out to Jack.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack lets Lorne pull him out and kisses him again when they're upright.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him back and squeezes Jack's ass playfully before turning to pull Jack's uniform out of a drawer in the wall.

"I'm pretty sure this will fit."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, look at that," Jack murmurs, taking it from him, and spends a few minutes feeling the fabric and measuring it against his body.

[ooc: Okay, the mental image of Jack in an SGA uniform is making me GUH just a bit.]

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles as he watches him for a moment, then starts pulling on his own uniform. "You two want to be alone?"


[ooc: Uh huh. More than a bit.]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I think we both know it'll never last," Jack says and starts getting dressed. "Merely a passing fancy."

[callmemajor]

"Good," Lorne says, sitting down to pull on his boots. "I was going to start getting jealous there."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack climbs onto his lap, bare-chested, and kisses him. "You're the only one for me," he says in a low, amused voice.

[callmemajor]

Lorne kisses him back and leans back on his hands to look at Jack. He's got that confused/flattered/pleased look again. "Good," he whispers. "You're...the only one for me, too."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Too serious?" Jack says quietly, hands on Lorne's chest.

[callmemajor]

"No," Lorne says, shaking his head. "Just...we've never said, and...I didn't want to assume."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Jack says softly. "There isn't anybody else, that's all. I . . . like you best." He caresses Lorne's chest a moment more and then climbs off him to finish getting dressed.

[callmemajor]

Lorne stands and catches Jack's wrist. "Hey," he says quietly, pulling Jack closer and kissing him softly. "I like you best too, babe."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack smiles and kisses him back. "Show me how to put this thing on. All these . . . loops and things."

[callmemajor]

"Here," Lorne says, pulling Jack's jacket on and fastening it up the front.

He stands back and looks at Jack appreciatively for a moment. "Damn," he whispers.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack looks down at himself. "Don't I look all right?"

[callmemajor]

"Oh, you look more than all right, darlin'," Lorne mutters, not taking his eyes off Jack. "You look damn hot."