[for bagoas]

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Fingers intertwined, Jack walked with Bagoas from the Compound to bohemia. He could feel the solid lump of the ring in his pocket, but his attention was focused on the beautiful, dark-eyed boy--man, not boy--that he'd wanted for so long. For the first time in a long time, Jack had a flutter of nervousness and a flush of excitement. He hadn't gone home with anyone new in so long, he almost wondered if he'd make mistakes like an amateur.

As if that was really possible.

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[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

I led him home, turning only once to smile at him on the way. It felt like a natural progression of things, but at the same time had been such a long time--not since before I met Alexander had I taken a lover of my own choosing. All the art I had learned at Darius' court I feared suddenly that I had forgotten. I hoped it would not matter.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Before they crossed the threshold, Jack stopped and held Bagoas's hand just a little tighter, the other rising to cup his cheek.

"If you want me to stop, I will," he said quietly. It was only a simple statement, but Jack wasn't interested in pushing anyone into anything. What he wanted, well, he'd lived without for a while.

Then without any hesitation, he kissed Bagoas slowly, savoring the taste and feel of his lips. Lips he'd wanted to kiss almost from the moment he'd arrived on the beach in tears.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

I tasted the warmth of his lips, cupped his face in my hands, pulled away barely enough to speak.

"I don't want you to stop," I whispered in Persian, holding his eyes, and if the simple words proved complicated I was sure he would see what I meant in my face.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He smiled and closed his eyes, nodding slowly. "I don't want to stop," he answered, then stepped into the hut and pulled Bagoas along, keeping him close. He hadn't seen a look like that in so long, before he'd arrived on the island. It sent a shock down his spine and throughout his body.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

It was liberating, really--to want someone, and be able to act on it without worry. Jack was my friend, and he was beautiful, and most importantly I trusted him unquestioningly. I drew him toward my bed, leaning up again to kiss him tenderly.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack followed willingly. His fingertips traced the angles of muscle and bone, Bagoas's body just as supple as he remembered. Of course, being the man and touching him like this were two entirely different things.

He returned the kiss with equal tenderness. He was in no rush and time had all but stopped. His whole world was in this hut and in his arms.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

He had been me once already--strange as that was to think--and although I knew there was nothing here he had not already seen, I wanted to give him time to look, all the same. And I wanted to look myself. I undressed slowly, watching his face as I did. Maybe it was for my own benefit more than his, for I could not but admit that I craved admiration as much as touch.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He took a step back to afford Bagoas the room, but also to be able to see. Jack loved to watch him dance...hell, loved to watch him move. Trained from so young to be a creature of beauty and grace, it was almost as good to watch him as touch him.

"You are so beautiful," he exhaled, a note of wonder to his compliment.

Jack peeled his own shirt off and let it fall, but it wasn't half as interesting as what he could see. He licked his lips, fingers aching to touch Bagoas again.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

Oh, but it was. He was strong and firm, tanned from the island sun. I wanted to be in those arms, and I smiled at him as I pulled him close.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack wrapped Bagoas in his arms and tipped his head to kiss him again, fingertips dancing along the man's back. Every body was different and Bagoas was no exception to that. His body was lean and smooth and Jack closed his eyes to focus on touching him, holding him and just feeling him.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

Even now, when we'd barely begun to touch, my body was alight. It had been so long since I had been touched with more than affection, and if the result was a little painful, so was it familiar, wanted. I pressed closer against him, kissing slowly down the planes of his chest.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Just the smallest movement had Jack's fingers tangled in the shorn locks. Jack tipped his head back, breathing slow and audible, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Bagoas," he whispered, the name alone falling from his lips like a prayer. He took a breath and arched against him, the warmth and softness of those lips making it hard to think of anything but the way he felt, the simple perfection of this single moment.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

I kissed all the lines that his breath travelled, lips to throat, down his chest and over his heart, more eager with each moment. Perhaps it was because I had wanted this, and so had he, for such a long time, that it felt natural, like only the most recent and understandable progression in what had been a very long time in the making. "Kiss me," I whispered, and I though English words had left me, I could make my meaning more than clear.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groaned softly in his throat and craned his neck to kiss him, harder and more eagerly, pulling Bagoas close again. He couldn't seem to will himself to let go, not for long.

"I want you," he whispered against the kiss, hands roaming over his back and lower to cup his ass. He had nothing to say that wasn't about want and need and beauty and perfection. Everything else had simply eveaporated as Jack slid easily into the way he'd always been--able to lose himself so completely in one other person.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

"Good," I said, and kissed him, full of promise and longing, and pulled him down onto the bed. "I want you, too."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

As he fell, Jack deftly undid the fly of his jeans, leaving them that way. Easier to get them out of the way later. At the moment he was far more preoccupied with kissing Bagoas, his mouth and jaw, neck and lower. He mapped neck and shoulders with his lips and tongue until they tingled and he had to rake his teeth across them to make the sensation stop.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

I shivered, feeling his breath and the touch of his mouth resounding through my skin. Oh, touch me, I thought, but could not find the words to say it, in Persian or Greek or anything else. I felt his teeth against my skin and moaned, arching beneath his touch.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He whispered soft things, such pretty, dirty things, against Bagoas's skin. Trailing one hand down his arm, Jack caught his hand, intertwining their fingers once again. His breath feathered warm across chest and stomach, moving down, back up, across, until there wasn't an inch that had gone untouched.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

He whispered, and I could only make sense of half of it. My head fell back beneath his mouth, my hands reaching for him, clutching at him, touching everywhere I could reach with all the art at my disposal.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groaned softly before he kissed him again. Soft and slow, lingering at his lips, Jack took time to breathe him in. Time enough to think through just how this worked. He'd been with other eunichs, but he'd had a shock when he'd realized it hurt when he'd spent thse days as the Persian. He reluctantly pulled away and looked down into those dark eyes.

"In any pain?" he asked gently, hands still roaming even though his lips had stopped for the moment.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

I shook my head, pulling him against my lips again. "Only a little. It's nothing." I cupped his face, stroked my fingers through his hair, kissed a soft and eager line down the curve of his face in mute reassurance.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His answer was a soft sigh and a tip of his head to offer Bagoas his throat. Sliding a hand down his body, over the curve of his hip and down the line of his thigh, Jack quickly felt everything else falling away. All that was left were the two of them; hair and skin and contact held his focus. This was how it should be. Two people consumed by one another and the moment.

"Please," he whispered, his hand pulling Bagoas's leg tight against his body. Please what, he didn't know. Anything. More. Just...more.

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

"Please?" I said the word in English this time, smiling, propping my arm on his chest, my face lifted to gaze down into his face. "What would you have of me, Jack? Ask and I may just give it to you."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack grinned and reached up to smooth his palm against Bagoas's face until his fingers carded through his hair.

"I want what we've been dancing around all this time," he answered quietly. Months. Years. His eyes darkened beneath half-closed lids as he thought of all the things he wanted. "I want you every way I can have you. I want to hear you gasping my name. You're really going to make me ask, like you don't know? Bagoas...give me everything you're willing to give." He paused, then added. "Please."

[hiseromenos.livejournal.com]

My throat tightened at the words, and I kissed the echo of them from his mouth. "I made you say it," I told him, "because I wanted to hear it." And I had been right to do so, for his voice had gone right through me, and what desire I'd already felt--which was considerable--had become a fierce need.