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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]

"Jack," Lorne moans. "God...Jack, fuck me."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans and pulls away. He grasps Lorne's hips and demands, "Like this, Evan? Raw like this?"

[callmemajor]

"Yes," Lorne breathes. "Yes, please...god, I just want you inside me."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans and bends to kiss Lorne's back. He takes his cock in his hand and guides the head into Lorne, shaking with the will to keep from pushing too hard before he's ready.

[callmemajor]

Lorne bites his lip, groaning, and drops his head to the ground.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack thrusts slowly, letting Lorne's muscles relax and accept him.

[callmemajor]

Lorne pushes slowly back towards Jack, willing himself to relax.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans and drops himself over Lorne, kissing his spine and the back of his neck.

[callmemajor]

Lorne rocks back and moans softly, turning his head back for a kiss.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack kisses him. He places his hand on Lorne's belly and slides it down slowly to wrap around Lorne's cock.

[callmemajor]

Lorne moans Jack's name, thrusting into his hand.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack strokes him and rocks into him, trying to keep his rhythm fast and steady instead of pounding into him.

[callmemajor]

Lorne reaches back to grasp Jack's hip, digging his fingers in.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans and wraps his fist tighter around Lorne's cock, his hips moving harder.

[callmemajor]

"God," Lorne moans. "Jesus...baby..." His fingers curl around the blanket, and his back arches. "So fucking close."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack licks the back of Lorne's neck and moves his hand in short, hard strokes.

[callmemajor]

Lorne drops his forehead onto his arm and groans, shaking and coming hard.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groans again, louder, and thrusts hard a few more times, his hand still wrapped around Lorne's cock as he comes.

[callmemajor]

Lorne slides forward onto the blanket, pulling Jack with him, reaching back awkwardly and patting Jack's hair.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack stays draped over him until he gets his breath back, and then carefully pulls out and flops onto his belly.

[callmemajor]

Lorne turns and curls into him, laying his head on Jack's shoulder.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack holds him tight and lays a leg over him, then pulls as much of the blanket over them as he can. "A little chilly."

[callmemajor]

"Mmhm," Lorne says, cuddling a little closer. The air in the cabin gets just a little warmer.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack stays snuggled close to Lorne anyway. Cuddling's nice.

[callmemajor]

Lorne nuzzles Jack's throat. "Love you," he whispers.