pieces fall back into place.

[duke_of_illusions]

"I think it's the most thoughtful thing anyone's ever done for me."

Barma sets the cane on the desk, and takes a careful step towards him, reaching for his hands.

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The duke cries out as Jack lays him easily bare, back arching in pleasure at each bite and kiss. He moans comfortably, hands clenching tight in the sheets, eyes closing. A warm flush rises in his face, throat, and part of the way down his chest.

He loves this.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack still has yet to remove Barma's clothes, and he seems in hurry to do so. With Barma's response, he not only feels more confident, but also more aroused which is helping him relax either way. Jack continues to play, marking a trail of saliva and teeth marks from Barma's shoulder and down his collar bone. When Rufus arches, his hand slips underneath him to scratch at the small of his back before traveling lower grab at his ass, moaning a little as he does so. With his left hand Jack's fingers dive back into Barma's hair only this time to gently tug it back to encourage Barma to bend his head back and arch his neck as well.

"Mmm-hh, Rufus."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Jack."

He bares his throat to him, obligingly, hips starting to lift up to rock against Jack's body. He likes the hair pulling. His eyes are half-lidded, now, expression lazy and pleased.

"I need you."

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

"Say my name again like that," he moves to bite the other's neck only once before he whispers in his ear and proceeds to bite and suck on his earlobe, tracing curves with the tip of his tongue. His right hand moves out of his lover's pants and begins to pull free more of his clothing, baring Barma's chest. He plays absently with a nipple while he moves his mouth back down from his ear and to his neck once more.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Jack!"

Since he asked so very nicely, Barma continues to squirm and beg, wanting him rather desperately.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack is still fully clothed, but that's all right. He had an idea, a plan beforehand, until he realized how much he was over thinking things. Finally caught up int the moment, he simply did what felt natural, what he enjoyed, and what got the most response from Rufus.

Jack let go of the red hair and kissed him deeply, reaching his tongue far back and down his lover's tongue.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

It's suffocating, overwhelming, good. His legs hitch up around Jack's body, though he's still mindful of the hurt ankle but needing him desperately enough to be at least a little reckless.

He says his name again, but it comes out muffled into the kiss.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack breaks the kiss to breathe, and traces Barma's bottom lip with his tongue thoughtfully, considering a moment before he sits up and begins to free Rufus of his pants, being mindful of his ankle.

He touches his hip bone thoughtfully as well, fingers running along it, teasingly close to Barma's erection as they travel.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma has lost weight since the fire, lost muscle since his ankle was hurt. He gives a self-conscious little hum, reaching down to cup Jack's cheek.

"I'm sorry, I-"

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack leans into the touch and closes his eyes, shaking his head a little and then kissing Barma's palm, "No, Rufus, you're beautiful, so much so I can't imagine looking upon any other body and feeling the same affection," he bends down a little awkwardly to kiss the other's stomach, "I'm sorry I was not here for you, but I am now, and you have nothing to worry about now, my love." He concentrated on Rufus, pressing a kiss to his cheek before running fingers dangerously close to his length, smiling sweetly.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

The words almost do him in. Hies eyes close tight, and emotion crosses his face suddenly. He almost looks pained. Delighted, happy, needing.

"Jack, my Jack."

He's said slow- but he needs him. Now.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack sees the desire, but don't realize the extent. Instead he sets to touching Rufus lovingly, though usually ending the trails his fingers make in scratches. It his his favorite thing, to just touch Rufus in all of those places, and his touches start painfully slow, but they soon pick up in pace, travelling to his inner thigh, and finally gracing his testes.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

A low, deep groan rocks him, and he arches from head to toe, surrendering to him silently and completely.

"I missed this."

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

"So did I," Jack proceeds to use his lips and tongue now, touching Rufus first in his most sensitive spots and then going for the base of his member. Instead of trailing up, he reaches back further and takes part of Barma in his mouth, using his hand on his length instead. After a small nibble, his lips travel back up to his length and he licks from the base to tip gingerly.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Jack!"

His hips twist, and he lifts his hand to his mouth to bite down on it, breathless with pleasure.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack takes him in his mouth and begins to bob up and down, pressing his tongue against him.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Oh- oh stop, please, you must let me-"

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack pulled off and smiled down at him, a bit of pre-cum on his lower lip, "Let you what, darling?"

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Let me do something for you in return."

He needs him.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

"Jack purred, "But I'm not finished yet."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Please, Jack. We have all the time in the world, but I need to do this for you."

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack kissed his lips, and turned to his side, "Do what you must then?"

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"To touch you."

He pleads, softly.

[hero-of-sabrie.livejournal.com]

Jack slides his jacket off and lets it fall to the floor, and then removes his cravat and unbuttons his blouse.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma sits up and reaches for him, pushing his hands away and going for his buttons.