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"Wish I did," he admitted with a sort of rueful smile. "But I'm not gonna say that I don't like the alternative." Regulus knew he was giving Jack the 'fuck me' eyes, but at this point he didn't care to keep himself in check.

Those eyes, gods...the book was completely forgotten as Jack lead Regulus to the far corner of the rec room. They'd have to be fast, or very, very lucky to not get caught, but right now all Jack was concerned with was hearing his name on Regulus's lips and feeling his lips clasped behind his palm.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He found underwear to be such an inconvenience in moments like this, probably why he rarely bothered with them. And he grinned when he saw the bottle.

"Aren't you just a Boy Scout?" he said low and dangerous, fishing a condom from his own pocket and palming it against the wall as he leaned in to crush a brutal kiss against Regulus's lips, fingers moving fast and expertly against his cock, getting him as close as possible before they needed their...accesories.

[sinfuldemise.livejournal.com]

Regulus kissed Jack roughly, fingers pressing into the taut muscle of his backside to pull him ever closer. He wormed his leg free of his trousers so that he had enough free range of motion to hook it around one of Jack's.

"Need you," he growled when the kiss broke for long enough for him to talk.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Want you," he breathed in reply, kissing him again, tongue pushing in and pulling back, fucking his mouth as he pushed his own jeans off and pulled the condom on. Blind fingers felt for Regulus's hand and he snatched the bottle from him, slicking his fingers.

He stopped stroking him long enough to urge one leg up to his hip so he could slide them in, more ready than he'd thought he could be to fuck Regulus into the wall.