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[let his hips buck at that playful roll, partially took his breath away in only the best of ways, some startled chuckle escaping with a lower noise as claws dug harder in to flesh. Okay yes, maybe doing that move again as his back arched a bit, only clinging that much tighter on to Jack, whatever the hell he was about to say having vacated the residency of his mind.

That was perfectly fine, honestly. Real damn fine.]

[He gasped at the roll, his hips flexing to meet with that motion and god did it feel good. His back once again pressed into those claws, feeling the sharpness of pain in his flesh that only enhanced that deep low pleasure that had taken root across his body. He cursed softly at the second roll, thrusting this time to meet it. Two could play that game after all.

He settled into a slow dragging rhythm again, not pushing things too far, too fast. There was plenty of time and opportunity to put them both through their paces. Right now, it was about making everything feel great for their first time together.]

[Didn't hurt that there was a deep warmth spreading from where his fingertips were digging in to flesh, a little spark here and there. Following ever mark being left behind by that dragging of claws over Jack's back and spine.

Made pace with tat slow and dragging rhythm, breathing out low noises that mixed between groaning and moans as Gabriel let his head keep tilted back against the bed. Less concerned with whatever smartass remarks and more focused on what he was feeling. Hips rocking, twisting in a certain way so he could grind against Jack as well.]

[He pressed his back into those fingers, muscles flexing under where they were digging in. The warmth was a constant flush to his pale skin, emphasizing scars and the bruises that were already forming from their activities together.

He braced one hand down on the bed to allow him to use the other to drag fingers over Gabe's abs now that they were in good working position together. No longer needed to grab those hips for now. Instead, his hand worked its way back down to Gabe's cock to tease it with fingertips and then grasp it to stroke in the same easy rhythm of his hips. Their hips rocked together and as everything seemed to fall into place, his pace increased.]

[Fingertips traced over scars whenever they came across them as far as he could manage to reach, careful of claws then and only then. Not needing them to follow along, but letting them press and scratch long ribbons of heat to make paths between. Digging and creating impressions that would take a bit to rise back up.

A hitch got in to his hips after that teasing touch, a whine just under his breath as muscle squeezed around Jack's cock in turn as well. Some noise made under his breath before a hand moved up to curl in to Jack's hair at the back of his head, Gabriel tilting his head up just enough—]

Jack-

[—to practically moan the name just against his ear.]

[His shoulders and back pressed to each touch to his scars, practically offering them up for exploration as long as it didn’t interfere with the rhythm of his hips. Those claws enhanced the experienced, causing shivers along his skin as they passed. His hips continued on a smooth rocking, pressing himself in and then dragging out again, over and over. He kept the pace slow enough to allow Gabe to relax under him, to get used to being filled like this.

At the same time, the hand on the older man’s cock continued to stroke in time with his hips. His fingers gave a rhythmic squeeze with the sound of his name falling from Gabe’s lips, a deep moan of pleasure leaving him. He tipped his head so he could mouth on the underside of Gabe’s jaw, sucking noisily.]

Gabriel…

[He whispered that, as if speaking the full length of the older man’s name was a deeply private affair in such a moment.]

[In the moment it was, the whisper enough to pull another low groan from him and claws digging in against shoulders. Just as Jack was one of the only few allowed to just call him 'Gabe', but this somehow felt just that much more- intimate given just what was happening. What had already happened to lead them here and now.

Didn't care much more for teasing words and the like as he let himself sink in to that feeling, catching Jack by the hair and tilting his head. Catching the other man's mouth with his own, sinking them both in to a deep kiss.

Still keeping pace, even if some movements slowed, as if drawing it out little by little.]

[He shuddered at the newest drag of nails on his shoulders, flexing them in response so those claws seemed to dig deeper. He was breathing harder from a combination of stimulation, putting both of them through their paces now that they had found a rhythm together. God he hadn't felt this good in years.

He growled playfully into that new kiss, flexing his hips harder against Gabe's ass in response. He licked and bit at those lips, needy and desperate where words could never suffice to express that. His thumb stroked over the head of the older man's cock, gathering beads of moisture in the process.

He wanted to draw this moment out, but he was also aware he also wanted that finish line badly. Especially with this man whom he had been in love with for many years.]

[Almost like there was so much and too little at once; so many years together, feelings and so much of a mess through those years, always having one another through thick and thin but something stopping. Too much at stake, giving everything to the job as near the end things between them even suffered for it.

Grabbing it by the roots now, dragging things back that didn't fix it, but hell if this wasn't a giant leap with those steps they'd been taking together to both heal. Taking something more for themselves for once in their lives, and it was like an explosion in its own right.

Gabriel was clinging to Jack with every bit of clawing and grasping he could do, whines escaping in to that kiss on the edge of desperation. It even sinking in to his movements, how his hips shifted and squeezed around Jack's cock, rocked up against that hand around his own. Sweat beaded up on skin, tail curled in a press and plastered against thighs almost.]

[There was plenty beyond the physical that they needed to iron out, but right now, none of those mattered in the least. He was deeply invested in reclaiming the deep friendship they had once had and exploring this new territory of a closeness they had never allowed themselves the risk of. Everything felt new and right, washing away the usual concerns for making the wrong decision.

They both needed something to live for in this place. Now it wasn't just waiting for the opportunity to go home.

They moved together in a desperate push and pull of their bodies, finding a natural rhythm. He groaned and panted as the pleasure of stimulation muted any other thoughts, riding Gabe harder and stroking the older man's cock. A light sheen of sweat layered across his skin, and his tail also shifted to tuck against the secure outside of Gabe's thigh, almost protectively curled.]

[Had each other to live for, and sure things would need to be worked out and talked about with a few thins, but this was something good. Something that could be far better than what they ever had a chance of, and it was a risk he was willing to take. To grab hold of and not let go.

Claws still dug deeper as Gabriel shuddered, keeping with that movement of give and take, push and pull, losing track of nearly everything else. Didn't need to worry or think of anything other than that continued chase of pleasure and the need of it-]

Close-

[Wouldn't last that much longer.]

[While it was entirely unhealthy in any other situation, Jack was completely focused on Gabe, the feel of the older man under him, the motions that worked together and how the darkness enhanced the experience of feel only. He could hear, touch, taste and smell everything so much better, from the hitch of breathing to the taste of sweat.

He grunted softly in acknowledgement to the word, so close himself and trying to keep that last bit of control. He felt amazing, and a part of him didn't want to lose that feeling after so long seemingly without a physical connection with anyone. Instead, he was mouthing along Gabe's jawline, moaning as his thrusting lose some of it coordination in desperation of chasing down his climax.

His hand stroked harder and faster as well, determined to milk it out of Gabe as well. Not that he apparently had to fight for it. Still, he teetered on the edge for a few last aggressive thrusts before he was ramming their pelvises together as he came with a growling groan, shuddering full body.]

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