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[gr1m]

[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.]

[dadication]

[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.]

[gr1m]

[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-]

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[Wouldn't last that much longer.]

[dadication]

[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.]