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It did. Thomas would agree that it felt right with Jack.

Thomas looked at Jack. He'd waited so long to have someone want to do that for him. He kissed Jack back, all the emotions that he was feeling then into that kiss. That need for him along with the love. Thomas rested his forehead against Jack's. "I wish we'd met sooner."

"Me too. All those things you had to endure alone... I wish I could've prevented them." He kissed him back, a soft sound escaping. "I would've showered you with love every single day."

He hated knowing how much Thomas was hurting.

"Not just me." He pressed his face to Jack's feeling his eyelashes on his cheek. He moved again to rest his head on Jack's shoulder. "I would have made sure you knew how much that meant to me every day.

It didn't hurt any more. There was a sadness over the things that happened but it was much easier to bare with Jack with him. He wanted to do the same for Jack, knowing he'd not had the easiest times.

"Yeah.. So much happened." Jack smiled fondly, holding his husband safe and close. "If anyone ever tried to mess with you again, I'll have to use my authority."

Thomas had helped so much. There were some painful things in Jack's past that were easier to bear now that he had Thomas. In his present, too.

"Yeah..." Thomas had made his choices. He'd lived with them. He still lived with them. He had Jack to share them with now.

He raised his eyebrow and smirked. "Well you must let me know if and when you do. I'd like to watch."

Jack had some choices of his own to live with, too. The war, the collapse of his marriage. And now he'd met someone who loved him for who he is and didn't expect him to be flawless.

"Of course. I'll be happy to demonstrate." Jack smirked back, teasing his lover with a few light kisses on his fingers.

Thomas was rather fond of Jack's flaws, it made him very much more interesting and lovable and heaven knows he had enough of his own.

He smiled and he gently caught Jack's lip between his fingers. Tugging lightly towards him as he moved in for another kiss. "Mmm excellent. I like watching you work." He pressed his lips against Jack's again.

Jack was fond of Thomas and his flaws as well. To him, Thomas was so amazing.

He loved that playful gesture, showing his appreciation with a deep kiss. "I love doing that for you, darling." There was nothing sexier than getting to share that side with his husband.

"I do rather like it when you take charge and go commanding." He cuddled up against Jack again. "I forgot to ask what did you want for supper?" Because they'd been distracted, wonderfully, but had skipped straight to bed and Thomas was getting hungry. "I can bring up a tray for us." Because he could move countries but still he didn't change.

"I've noticed how much you enjoy that." He kissed the top of Thomas' head. "Those sandwiches and soup you made yesterday were incredible. I think we still have some leftovers." Something simple yet delicious.

"I think I'll go get washed up." Jack already missed holding Thomas when he got out of bed, happy to give his man something to look at.

"There is soup left. I had the last of the sandwiches for lunch because it was easier than traipsing dirt through from the garden. But I can make some more." Thomas had sat in the garden eating them in the sunshine between assaults on the insects.

He watched Jack with appreciation as he walked across the room. Feeling the loss of being held. He sat up and moved to fetch fresh underwear from the drawer as the only thing he put on. Thankful once more this was his home with only Jack and a warmer climate than England to allow him to do that.

He added pickle to the bits that he should pick up for them.

"I'll be downstairs." He called to Jack as he went to make more sandwiches and set the soup to warm.

"That's fine. You need to keep your strength up in the garden." He could feel Thomas' eyes on him and it made him smile. Jack would definitely appreciate the sight of his husband in only his underwear. Living in Melbourne had its advantages.

After the shower, Jack grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, fixing his hair a bit before returning to the bedroom, eagerly waiting for Thomas.

Thomas made up their supper, sandwiches in the time that it took the soup to warm again. Making sure that the last of pickle was for Jack's sandwich. He set it all on a tray to carry up along with some tea.

"I will never get used to the sight of you waiting for me like that." He smiled. Setting the tray between them as he sat down. Pushing the sandwiches with the pickle to Jack.

"I'll gladly keep doing so. And I hope I'll get to see you like that often." Jack smiled as he looked at Thomas, his eyes wandering on his lovely body before he sat down. "You know my tastes so well." Thomas made the best pickle sandwiches, too.

He ate the sandwich and soup happily, enjoying every last bit.

"I certainly will oblige." He smiled.

"Ham and pickle is... I confess not what I was ever expecting to making as special treat for you." But Thomas wasn't annoyed. "I love that it's your favourite though." It made it a special thing for them. Their meal together then was made even better.

"Wonderful."

Jack chuckled as he looked at the now-empty sandwich plate. "I've liked it ever since I was a young bloke." He nudged Thomas' arm affectionately. "Your version is the best." He loved eating together with him like this, savoring the moment.

Breakfast in bed on Sunday mornings when he wasn't called away were the best meals together for Thomas. Because it was the start of a lazy day with Jack where they didn't have to see anyone (barring any unexpected visitors).

"Oh." He laughed. "That's even more endearing but you're only saying that because you got extra pickle and used it all up." Thomas didn't mind he'd got none on his. "I promise tomorrow I will return with more." He couldn't deny Jack that treat.

Jack greatly enjoyed it, too. It was their special time together and they could be free. He gave Thomas a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm sorry for not sharing," he said, biting his lip lightly. "It was so delicious and made with so much love." Thomas was so amazing and he felt so lucky.

"I made it that way for you." He told him. "None of that sorry for not sharing. It was yours." Which at least Jack could tell it was made with love from Thomas to give it all to him.

Seeing Jack biting his lip like that Thomas gave him a look that said he rather would like to eat him because that was cute.

"Lucky me." He could feel Thomas' love in everything he did for him. Jack reached for his husband's hand and gave it an affectionate squeeze, leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

He wouldn't mind Thomas doing what he was thinking. It was difficult to resist him.

It was difficult for Thomas to resist Jack, especially like that. He set his teacup to one side by the bed and pulled Jack in for another kiss which quickly and easily became more heated between them. Stopping for food had been a good idea for Thomas.

It was a good thing Jack was wearing nothing but a towel when Thomas started kissing him like that. He let out a soft noise into the kiss, gladly pressing closer while his hand slid up Thomas' thigh to tease him through the fabric of his underwear.

Thomas turned him on so easily and quickly.

Thomas had some regrets then about the underwear he had chosen to put on but he'd been in the kitchen making their supper so it was sensible. But sensible could go out the door right then when he heard the noise Jack made. Felt Jack's hand on his skin.

It was a much more pleasant surprise when Thomas snuck a hand up under Jack's towel to meet no additional fabric in his way as he started to stroke Jack's cock.

Jack slipped his hand beneath the fabric to touch Thomas' cock, feeling it grow harder in his hand. He moaned low while rocking his hips to his husband's skilled touch. The towel came off with a few tugs and it gave Thomas some more room to please him.

Thomas just needed to negotiate his underwear back off, which meant a few moves with one handed pulling them down to drop them by the bed, at least they could be worn again that way. It now meant they were free of their clothes again and Thomas gently pushed Jack back as he pressed their lips together again and straddled Jack. Looking down at his husband with a look of lust again.