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was there and that wasn't supposed to be crossed, and that he had just fucked everything up unless he could open his mouth right now and say something, anything, to take it back and smooth it over and…
    Tor was back on the bed with him, wrapping a strong arm around Jake’s chest, pulling him close. Jake smiled and shifted even closer, hooking a leg around Tor's and wrapping his own arm around Tor's back.
    "G'night, Tor."
    "Go to sleep. Idiot."
    "Mmmph."
    ~*~*~
    When Jake woke up it was the grey of early dawn and he knew Tor was wide awake by the insistent nudge of a hard cock in his hip. He opened an eye and saw Tor ginning at him.
    "Finally. Thought I was gonna have to go jerk off in the shower."
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    Bareback
    Jake groaned and closed his eye again, snuggling down, hoping to get more sleep.
    "C'mon, Taggart, show me what you got." Tor rolled them over and braced himself on his arms, leering down at Jake.
    "Sleepy."
    Tor shook his head and grinned. "Your cock's not. Tell ya what, you sleep through this and I'll let you do me anyway you want next time."
    "How 'bout I get into this and you let me do you anyway I want next time?" Jake thrust his hips up and snickered when Tor groaned, grinding back onto him.
    "Yeah, whatever, just get naked." Jake noted that Tor already was, and wondered only briefly when that had happened. Didn’t matter, he decided; he was just glad that it was true.
    "Get off me, then."
    "God, you’re pushy." Tor rolled off him and Jake skinned off his boxers, throwing them in the corner with Tor's, then pointed to the nightstand.
    By the time Tor managed to get a rubber and the lube out of the drawer Jake was flat on his back, stroking his cock with a tight fist, feet planted so his legs were spread wide. He knew he looked like an utter slut, but hell, Tor had woken him up.
    Tor just raised an eyebrow and tossed the condom in his face. "Hold that." He swatted Jake's hands away and added, "That's mine."
    Jake was going to laugh, until Tor bent down and took him in his mouth, swallowing him almost to the root. "Oh, shit…" Jake bucked up into Tor's mouth and almost crawled out of his skin when Tor started sucking on him. He was doing a swirling thing with his tongue and sucking so hard Jake wondered if he was still going to have a dick when he was done.
    "'S like…a fucking tornado!"
    Tor came off his cock with a grin. "That's my name."
    "Suits."
    "Don't you forget it."
    "Won't. Do it again."
    Bareback
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    "Nope, got other plans for you," Tor said, opening the lube. "Just keep quiet. Don't want Elias barging in, wondering why you're screaming your fool head off."
    Elias. Right. And now there were strong, slick fingers making their way between Jake's ass and balls and oh yes, it had been far too long since he'd felt that. Jake moaned softly as Tor pushed in, thankful it was only one finger when he felt the slight burn.
    "Jesus, Taggart. You sure you've done this before? I haven't felt anything this tight since…fuck, I can't remember."
    Jake relaxed and felt fire build at the base of his spine. "It's been awhile. Told you that."
    Tor moved his finger in and out and added another with a hiss. "So tight…Christ, Taggart, how long?"
    Jake sucked in air as those wonderful fingers found his prostate and shifted down, trying to get them to brush against it again.
    "How long?" Tor asked intently, moving his fingers out.
    Jake shook his head. "Can't think, just, please, Tor…"
    Then there were three and Tor was fucking touching his sweet spot. Not pushing, not moving, not brushing it. Just. Touching. Jake was all over the bed, trying not to be loud but losing it anyway, needing more. His hands were fisting the sheets and he tossed his head in frustration.
    Tor moved his fingers away and said, "Still got that rubber, Taggart? Open 'er up for me."
    Jake stared at him, trying to think. Oh, right. He found the foil packet and managed to get it open without tearing the condom, which he figured was a small miracle,