jrobinson | for Thomas >

Jack had never been a big believer in fate before, but meeting Thomas was something so close to that. He was his soulmate from the start. He smiled up at his husband, his expression full of pleasure again when Thomas picked up the pace and kept aiming for his spot

"I know, darling. With you, I'm truly happy." He dug his fingers lightly into Thomas' back and allowed himself to get completely lost in the pleasure his husband was giving him.

Thomas loved it when Jack left little marks like that on him, nothing ever painful or done with ill intent. All done in the moment of passion between them. Like the marks from the little bites of the handcuffs earlier. Perfect reminders for a couple of days to make him smile at the memory.

"Oh, yes me too." He managed as he panted a little with the pace he was keeping. Which he would later dwell on if it sounded oddly dismissive or something about the moment they were in and what he was doing. But it was something he'd tell Jack as many times as possible that he was so happy with him. Thomas loved Jack more than he ever thought he'd be able to.

Jack loved it, too. Leaving little marks on his husband, knowing he's not hurting him in any way. He made a note to gently kiss his husband's wrists and make sure the marks weren't painful.

"Mm." He didn't find it dismissive at all. The pleasure was making it harder for him to speak coherently, too. Seeing Thomas happy meant the world to Jack. He adored the man, and loved him with all his heart. He kissed Thomas wherever he could reach, clinging to him when he started to feel the build-up.

Thinking was getting harder to do then. He wasn't complaining for that, it felt so good and he leaned to keep sneaking kisses until he couldn't focus any more than making sure he didn't just collapse on top of Jack.

He lifted one of Jack's legs up to his shoulder which let him get a little deeper and it gave him some support as well staying up. He gave a look to Jack checking he was okay.

"Not going to last now." He knew he was close he hoped the new angle would give Jack what he needed.

He really appreciated the change in position, smirking up at his husband when he rested his leg on his shoulder. It was so sexy seeing Thomas take charge like that. He was just so sexy in general and Jack felt so lucky.

"Me neither, darling.. This position's perfect." It was all he was able to say before he came, his release decorating his abs and landing on Thomas' as well. "Oh Thomas.."

Thomas wasn't able to offer any comforting words to Jack because he wasn't far behind him, hips stuttering as he gave one final thrust and pushed himself as deep as possible before coming. Holding Jack's leg, pressing his cheek to it as he took a couple of deep breaths. Then gave the inside of Jack's knee a kiss as he lowered Jack's leg while pulling out to make things more comfortable.

"Hey." He said quietly. "You are a beautiful mess." To emphasise his point he used two fingers to scoop up some of the come off Jack's skin. Then made a delightful show of putting those fingers in his mouth and sulking on them.

"Hey." Jack turned to face the man he loved and watched that delightful show with a smile. He then leaned in to kiss him deeply to get a little taste himself. "I love it when you make a mess of me. I love all those things you did after, too... Your cheek against my leg, the way you kissed my knee. The way you tasted me."

He laid his hand on Thomas' chest, playing with the hairs there. The moment was so peaceful and perfect.

"You made a mess of me first." Thomas covered Jack's hand with his keeping it in place as he moved to lay next to Jack.

He smiled and shook his head. Thomas didn't think about doing those things but when Jack pointed them out to him it felt silly in a way. Or silly when they were said. Maybe it was that Britishness showing again.

But at least he managed, "You taste rather good which helps." It wasn't ever a chore, Thomas enjoyed doing that with Jack.

"I love that. You look so amazing." He kissed his husband's chest before resting his cheek on it. He stayed quiet for a moment, just listening to Thomas' heartbeat.

"So do you.. My taste is only for you to enjoy, darling," he murmured, sighing happily. "I love you so much."

Thomas laughed a little. Then his free hand moved to run through Jack's hair again as they lay together. Silence but happy content silence.

"I wouldn't want anyone else." Thomas couldn't imagine himself with anyone else any more. Jack was the only one for him.

"I love you too." Brushing his hair back Thomas pressed a kiss to Jack's temple as he held him. "More than everything else."

He adored the sound of Thomas' laughter. It was so wonderful and genuine. He let out a happy sound again when his hair was played with.

"Me neither. You're the love of my life, Thomas." He smiled to himself, snuggling closer. The kiss on his temple felt so nice. "This feels so perfect."

"I think it is that's why." Thomas couldn't get enough of holding Jack close like that, but then he had to carefully reach over and grabbed a pack of wipes and started cleaning up the rest of Jack's chest, abdomen and where he remembered licking the come from Jack's skin. Meaning he had to wipe his own chest too.

He looked at Jack. Utterly apologetic that he'd moved and made him move too but it was for a good reason and he threw the used wipe to the bin and put the pack back in the spot it came from. He looked at Jack again.

"Still love me?" He asked.

"Of course." He chuckled fondly. "I love how thorough you are about things. It's something I wish I could be sometimes, too."

He snuggled closer to him again and reached for his hand to hold it. "You're amazing in so many ways." Jack smiled again while kissing his husband's fingers.

He smiled. Jack's laugh was what he needed to hear. That it was okay he did things like that. Thomas was finally accepting that Jack was appreciating the care and nothing else.

Thomas without hesitation held his hand out to Jack, threading their fingers together as they settled back together again. This time Thomas relaxing again knowing that Jack wouldn't wake up in a mess, well at least from that evening.

"Thank you Jack." He pressed his lips to Jack's cheek. "So are you."

Jack loved being taken care of. He'd been so focused on his work these past years that he couldn't just focus on living. He'd lost himself for a bit.

He held his husband's hand and watched him lovingly. The kiss on his cheek made his heart flutter.

"You are so welcome."

Thomas smiled, his heart happy and feeling good as Jack always made him feel.

"You never told me about your day." The simple things that Thomas genuinely wanted to hear. "How was it?" Taking an interest in what Jack was doing made it even better when they talked all curled up together like that.

"Oh yes.. You were quite distracting." And he wasn't about to complain about that. "We closed a few more cases. Nothing too horrifying this time.. Missing persons and such. Runaways."

He played with Thomas' fingers while he spoke.

"I don't know what you mean." He smiled and didn't stop Jack playing with his fingers as they talked. "You've never come home to your husband naked and waiting for you before?"

A slight hint of a smirk crept across Thomas's face. Knowing Jack had indeed come home to find him waiting for him needing his husband.

"I'm glad." He hated the hard cases that weighed heavy on Jack. "I hate seeing you troubled with them."

"I have. And I'd love to keep doing so." He smirked back, kissing Thomas' hand a few times. "It was such an enticing sight. You're gorgeous all over."

Jack admired Thomas for a moment and leaned in to kiss him. "Coming home to you and your loving arms helps so much.. Are your wrists okay?" He planted a few gentle kisses on his husband's wrists.

"Maybe you will then." Thomas said a little coyly. "Oh you know the handsome husband who comes home is pretty damn handsome himself."

The little gesture took a moment for Thomas to respond to. It meant a lot. Thomas had gone so long hiding the scars he had there, where Jack was kissing. He'd been so reluctant to show them to Jack. His fear had been for nothing. "They're fine darling. Nothing to worry about."

"One day I'll step in wearing something I know you'll like. They've asked my help in investigating a guy somehow bringing items in and out of the local prison.. I'm going there as a guard." He smirked, thinking about the fun they could have with that uniform.

"That's a relief. I worried for a moment there." He kissed the scarred wrist again.

There was worry for Jack but also he raised an eyebrow at the idea of Jack in that uniform. Thinking. Frowning a little as they went through the scenarios. Before he settled on he was sure Jack was going to be okay.

"Well we both know you already carry a big stick." The idea of Jack appearing at the door dressed like that definitely appealing to Thomas.

"I was terrified about telling you about those scars. But you..." Thomas cupped Jack's cheek with his hand of the wrist that Jack had just kissed. Pulling him to kiss his lips. "You don't have to worry about them again."

Jack would make it his priority to stay safe. He'll have some backup in case things get risky.

"You know that better than anyone." He smirked, loving the idea even more then.

Jack leaned into his husband's touch, gaze fixed on his. "I know it wasn't easy.. The pain you went through. You're safe now." He returned the kiss with so much love. "You're so loved."

"You know I love it." He laughed, but it was true. He love all of Jack though.

Thomas took a little breath in then smiled. "I know." He didn't want to worry Jack, getting sentimental like that. He didn't talk about it much any more. He'd gone over it enough with countless medical people over the time since. Then he'd told Jack and that felt like it. Something felt different telling Jack, like it was done, a chapter in his life that wasn't going to be revisited. He let himself be vulnerable with Jack in a way he'd never done before. He still had bad days but they were never that bad any more with Jack and they were definitely less frequent.

"Other people said that to me, but it didn't feel real. It always does when you say it." His hands moved to hold Jack's face. Staring back at Jack... he loved Jack's eyes.

"I know you do. You just gave me another passionate reminder." He loved all of Thomas, too. He took his breath away from the very first gaze.

When Thomas had told him about what he'd been through, Jack had listened intently and offered support. He didn't judge for one second. He'd made it his priority to support his husband through the bad days and love him. His own bad days didn't feel so bad anymore. His horrible ex was far from his mind now.

"Because it comes from the heart. I'm always here for you." He placed a hand over one of Thomas', gently caressing. He really loved his eyes, too. The way they always gazed at Jack.

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