[for bagoas]

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[from here]

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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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.

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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.

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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.

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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"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."

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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."

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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.

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His tongue darted along his lips, then Jack leaned close to kiss him again. He wanted more, everything, and now, and at the same time he wanted to go slowly and savor all of this. To explore, to have someone in his arms and in a bed that he'd never been with before was a thrill, heightened moreso since it had been so long.

"What would I have?" he repeated quietly, hands and kisses moving across every inch of bare skin possible. "Your arms around me. Your thighs against my waist. I'd have you moving against me, beneath, above, beside. I'd have you show me just how to make you moan." Whispered words between kisses, Jack could talk the whole time if Bagoas liked it. Himself? He was only concerned with a handful of words.

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It was enough. I kissed him silent, my own soft moan lost in the heat of his mouth. My body, long-neglected, ached for him so much I trembled with it. I had no art left in me, with his breath warm against my throat, his hard length against my hip, his skin smooth and flushed against mine.

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Jack shifted just enough to be able to draw his hand along the inside of Bagoas's thigh. He could feel the way the muscles shook and there wasn't any more hesitation. What he was good at, what he'd always been good at, was making the person he was with feel like the only one. It wasn't exactly a lie, just the fact that nothing else mattered when he was alone with someone.

Perfectly confident, his hand moved up and his kisses moved lower. Soft kisses, light teeth, and a quick tongue mapped his chest and stomach. Jack kept his fingers light, touching Bagoas almost reverently.

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I did not expect to be the only one--except for in that moment. I could share, but I would not have wanted to share his thoughts with anyone just then. My back arched beneath his touch, his mouth warm against my skin. I felt a stab of pain, but even that was welcome, and I buried the cry that tried to escape my lips in his mouth, desperate and urgent.

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He drew his tongue slowly around Bagoas's navel then kept inching lower. Nothing went unkissed or untasted. As Jack's mouth moved lower, his hands moved up to tease the delicate skin over the hipbones with light touches, then go back down, coaxing those beautiful, graceful legs apart so he could settle between them. Jack looked up the length of Bagoas's body once, just once, before he wetted his lips and closed them slowly around his cock.

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For all the years I had been who and what I was, no one had ever done that before. It is not a thing a king would do for a eunuch, although I might have done it for him. The first time I had done it with Alexander he struck me, for I had startled him; later he held me and said he was sorry and even later than that, we had tried it again.

And now Jack's mouth was on me, and I could not imagine how, even startled, my king had once had his wits about him enough to push me away. "Oh," I breathed, a sound that does not matter what language it is in.

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That was the most fantastic sound. It was all he needed to hear to keep moving, plunging forward and drawing back, laving his tongue against and around and over. He'd picked up tricks that humans wouldn't come up with for another millenia. The way he pulled with his lips, the pressure of his tongue. The mechanics were always the same but he was good and he knew it and that confidence gave him an edge.

That, and the desire to hear that fantastic sound again.

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I had thought I had been well-educated. And for the world I had come from, I had. But this was something else entirely, and I had never gone so long without someone touching me this way--it cannot have taken more than moments before I was dizzy and moaning beneath his expert mouth.

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Jack's hands never quite stopped moving. Against thighs, across hips and stomach, he'd mapped the same skin with his mouth and now he was doing it with his fingertips. Memorizing every inch. Testing with light touches, rough grasps, and raking his nails just to see what would happen.

His mouth was otherwise occupied.

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His nails against my skin pulled a long moan from my lips, made my hips buck up off the bed. I clutched at the blankets, my eyes wide, fixed unblinking on his face. "Jack--"

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He shifted a little to look up the length of Bagoas's body. Eyes dark and flashing with desire, he moaned low, the sound rumbling through his chest. Grabbing his hips, Jack held on tightly, shoving hard into the bed to keep him restrained, to prevent him from moving as he redoubled his effort with lips and tongue to drive him over the edge.