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[rudeandginger]

For anyone who needed me-





I'LL BE AT THE BAR











[ooc: Turlough maybe be starting to become a familiar freckly face at the shadier bars in town, above ground and under. Please do come find him/judge his life choices.]

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[rudeandginger]

Won't be a mo.

[Turlough slides out of the booth and makes a beeline for the bar. The drinks take long enough that he's made up his mind by the time he gets back. This time when he sits himself down it's right next to Jack again.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Oh, hello. Jack isn't too surprised by the change in seating arrangements, but he does glance down at the distance between them as he takes his drink.]

Thanks.

[rudeandginger]

You're welcome.

[Turlough stares at him for a few moment before he finds that interesting place right behind his ear and presses a slow kiss onto it.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[It's a good thing Jack has already downed some of his drink when Turlough pulls that move, because otherwise he'd be spitting it out all over the table.]

Turlough-- [But he doesn't pull away or move any hands to stop him, so it's more an exclamation of surprise than protest.]

[rudeandginger]

If you want me to stop you can say so.

[No promises he'll do anything about it. He trails a little lower down his neck between words.]

[wouldnotkindly]

Jesus, Turlough...

[But he says nothing else, and he doesn't move again either, except to tilt his head back -- to take another drink, of course, not at all to give Turlough more to work with, even if that is exactly what the motion also accomplishes. As long as he's just kissing for now...]

[rudeandginger]

[Turlough can feel his words as well as he can hear them, a low rumble in his chest and he presses one hand there, right over his heart as he works his way down towards his collar bone.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[The hand over his heart, as it always does, causes the beat of his heart to pick up, and he almost unconsciously moves one of his own to Turlough's back, the other still holding onto his drink as he lightly wraps his arm around him. In this case, though, his quickened pulse may not solely be the result of Turlough's hand; they're still in a public place, after all, a public place that Jack still does not entirely trust, and he's still never had anyone kiss him like this before, either.

But as long as he has a hand on him, he doesn't find himself worried by any of it, for better or worse.]

[rudeandginger]

[He finds his way down to his chest, having to pull that hideous sweater aside to drag his tongue over his collar bone. He's practically in his lap now, happily oblivious to the fact that they're in a public place, or as least not really caring.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[At that, he brings up his other hand to cover his mouth, trying (at least partly in vain) to keep a low noise from escaping him. Part of him still feels like he shouldn't be encouraging this, like he should put a stop to it or at least take it somewhere more private, but the other part can't help but run his hand further down Turlough's back and try to hold him more tightly.]

[rudeandginger]

[By now Turlough is most definitely straddling his lap, using the new angle to reach around to the other side of his neck. The hand around him feels warm and strong and controlling and Turlough drunk enough by now that he doesn't question himself leaning further into it.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Oh, god. Having him in his lap like this is too much for Jack to handle right now.]

We should... [He swallows, his fingers lightly digging into Turlough despite himself.] We should take this somewhere else.

[rudeandginger]

There's a loo around the corner.

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[wouldnotkindly]

[Oh, Turlough.]

That, uh— That's not really what I had in mind.

[rudeandginger]

Then tell me what you do have in mind.

[Preferably slowly. He likes the way his voice gets when he's turned on.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[He has to swallow again before he answers. He might be pretty dense when it comes to this sort of thing, but whatever Turlough is playing at doesn't completely escape him.]

Maybe...somewhere with a bed?

[rudeandginger]

Do you want to fuck me?

[It isn't said with the earlier playfulness, simply matter of fact.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[The bluntness of it takes him aback, at least enough to keep him from even being able to think of his answer. But it doesn't take long before he's nodding, maybe a bit too eagerly.]

Yes. [He swallows again.] Please.

[rudeandginger]

Leave it to you to ask politely. Come on, then.

[Turlough reaches behind them to find the last of his drink and down in before he's crawling off Jack's lap and heading for the exit.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Jack needs a moment, both to finish off the last of his own drink and to wonder at just how the hell he's gotten himself into this. But it's only a moment, and it isn't long before he's following closely behind Turlough.]

[rudeandginger]

[He waits for him at the door before he makes his way back towards the above ground area of the City, automatically taking the route to Jack's flat. He keeps his hands to himself all the way there, shoved casually into his pockets.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Admittedly he's a little surprised by that, at least enough so that his nerves start creeping back in through the haze of his alcohol-induced buzz. He didn't say something wrong, did he? Was there another, better way he should have gone about this? What is he even going to do when they get back to his place?

But, as usual, he doesn't give voice to any of these thoughts and doubts. He follows Turlough in silence, all the way back to the apartment.]

[rudeandginger]

[Turlough only touches him again when he stops to get the door open. He presses the lean line of his body against Jack's back, going on his tiptoes to kiss the nape of his neck.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Jack stops when he feels his weight against his back, and when he feels those lips against his neck, all his doubts and nerves fall away at once.

Turlough might be able to feel the shiver that goes through him as he fumbles with the lock on the door; once he finally gets it open, he wastes no time before tugging Turlough inside and pulling him into a kiss. It's clumsy, sure, and maybe a little more forceful than he means to be, but he's still new to this, and he doesn't want to spend any more time hesitating.]

[rudeandginger]

[The kiss is a surprise, and he belatedly realises that they've never done this part before. Leave it to him to offer blowjobs before snogging. It takes him a second to respond, and then he's winding both arms around Jack's neck, using tue leverage to pull them up tothe same level and kissing him back.]