[RL Jack] backdated to the 15th

[reversedpolarity]

[continued from this conversation]

Ten minutes, he'd said, and a little less than that he was beaming down into the Hub, just as he had about a week before - only this time for a very different reason. He didn't know what to make of the revelation that Jack was immortal, was going to live forever. But that wasn't what was important right now. There'd be time later to sort through that, to try coming to terms with what that meant. It wasn't that information that had spurred the decision to come down.

It was that Jack had been through so much worse than Scotty could even possibly imagine, and he'd had no idea what to say - and felt that this particular conversation was one better had in person, face-to-face. The silences wouldn't be so awkward then, when he didn't know what to say, because he'd be there, be able to hold onto Jack, to let him know that he was there even when words failed him.

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[51stcentury]

Jack's rhythm faltered a little as Scotty started switching to Gaelic, letting out a groan before starting up harder, faster. "I don't know whether it's hotter that, ah," Jack said, having to pause for a moment before he continued, his speech marked by the movement of their bodies as he did so. "I don't know...whether it's hotter...that I can't understand a word you're saying...or that...I know that whatever it is...it's gotta be good..."

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty's reply was once again delayed, this time by a soft laugh, cut off by a sharp gasp - and when he did reply, it was in Gaelic again, because he knew it would just get Jack even more worked up. He wasn't really thinking about what he was saying, but it didn't really matter, because the words weren't the point. The point was that Jack thought it was hot. He urged Jack on, still in Gaelic, the words 'Tha gaol agam ort' buried somewhere in the middle of what he said.

[51stcentury]

Jack didn't understand a word that Scotty had said, but that didn't matter. It was hot, and Scotty was playing into that, knowing Jack liked it, and it was even more hot for Jack because of that fact. Jack sped up the pace, knowing that he wasn't going to try and hold out forever, and hoping that Scotty would follow suit. Not that they were being quick about it, but that he just really wanted to enjoy himself in the other man's company, and there was no point in drawing it out either.

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty hardly even registered that he'd said it; he was too busy focusing on matching Jack's pace to be much aware of what he was saying, and like Jack, he wasn't trying to drag this out as long as possible. Not that he wanted to rush it, either, but it wasn't like there wouldn't be ample opportunity for a second go, if they felt so inclined. It wasn't much longer before Scotty's string of Gaelic tapered off into little more than breathless moaning, with Jack's name interjected every so often; he arched into the other man, burying his hands in Jack's hair again.

[51stcentury]

Jack hooked an arm under the leg that Scotty had wrapped around him, adjusting for a better angle, rolling his hips in all the right ways to hit every pleasurable spot he could find, his hand ever present on the other man's arousal as well so that he was assaulted on multiple fronts. By the way that Scotty sounded, Jack knew he was close, and so without further ado, Jack let go of all control himself, turned on by the way Scotty's voice sounded, the sounds that he was making that were because of the things that he was doing. After a moment, Jack arched into Scotty, giving one final thrust before crying out, a wordless sound of pleasure as he found his climax and rode it out.

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty followed not long after, the feeling of Jack's release triggering his own; when he'd finished, he let out a shuddering breath and sank back against the bed, his hands still in Jack's hair, and he was fairly certain that moving was not very high up on his list of things to do any time soon. It took a few moments, too, for him to catch his breath enough to say anything. He sighed, a soft, low sound of contentment, and murmured Jack's name, and that was all Jack was going to get out of him for a few minutes at least.

[51stcentury]

Jack lay there panting for a little while, leaning down to plant a sloppy kiss on the other man's lips before he rolled off and walked over to the bathroom, returning with a wet cloth to clean the pair of them up (Ianto always insisted that they clean up, and Jack wasn't going to let the habit drop then just because this wasn't Ianto--it was a good habit to have, after all). Using the cloth on himself and Scotty (there was no way to be romantic about something like that, after all), he tossed it back in the direction of the bathroom, before sinking down next to the other man with a sigh.

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty murmured wordlessly in protest when Jack got up, but didn't complain about him cleaning up, and the minute Jack laid down again he rolled over onto his side to curl up next to the other man, slipping an arm around Jack's waist. And that was about as much as he was going to move for the next while. "Remind me," he said, in Gaelic, before stopping and switching back with a soft laugh. "Remind me no' t'get so busy I can't drop by for more o' that more often, aye?"

[51stcentury]

Jack chuckled, nodding as he lay back and looked at the ceiling for a moment before letting his eyes fall shut. "Yeah, alright. I'll make a note of that. Maybe I can pay you a visit sometime too. Surprise you." Which would be nice, assuming there's a time when Jack would feel comfortable enough to leave Torchwood to Ianto and Gwen while he disappeared off to the ship. What he wouldn't give for the ability to teleport on spot from anywhere to anyplace...

[reversedpolarity]

"If you feel so inclined," Scotty said, shifting just a bit to rest his head on Jack's shoulder, "my door's always open." Not literally always open, but he'd never quite gotten around to changing the codes on the door to his quarters that let Jack come and go as he pleased, back when he'd been recovering from the accident in the engine room. And really, there wasn't much reason to change it now.

[51stcentury]

Jack chuckled, his eyes falling shut at the lazy companionship that he had going on with the other man at that moment. "I'll try to remember that offer as well, then," he said, with a small smile. He didn't really need to sleep, not always, but today had been a day. He was starting to feel himself slowly drifting towards that option, as it was.

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty wasn't likely to be awake much longer, either. Jack was warm and he was comfortable and worn out and spending a couple hours asleep and snuggled up to Jack was definitely the best option, here. "Just s'long as you're no' interruptin' anything vital t'the ship." He laughed quietly, and added, "By all means, interrupt the paperwork."

[51stcentury]

"Mmm," Jack said, humming with a bit of a smirk, "I'm sure that if I was interrupting your work, I'd be able to make it quick." Because let's face it, this was Jack, and he was that good and he knew it too. "But I'm not about to come barging in demanding sexual favors from you when your ship's under attack, or anything, don't worry."

[reversedpolarity]

Scotty couldn't help laughing at the thought of Jack showing up on the Enterprise in the middle of some engineering crisis, looking for sex. If he did that Scotty would probably end up recruiting him to help fix whatever crisis was going on. "You can come bargin' in all you like, s'long as you leave the demandin' sexual favors 'til I've got time for it, aye?"

[51stcentury]

Jack chuckled and brought a hand up to run through the other man's hair slightly, ruffling it a little bit to show that he was joking as he replied. "I'll see if I can remember that, but I'm not making any promises," he said, with a grin. "Guess you'll just have to wait and see."

[reversedpolarity]

"Demand sexual favors while I'm in the middle o' tryin' t'reroute the power from the back-up generator t'the main control board an' you might just find yourself part o' the circuitry, y'daft bastard," Scotty answered, laughing again. He stifled a yawn then, and curled in just a little closer to the other man, hooking a leg around one of Jack's.

[51stcentury]

"Oh, 'daft bastard', huh?" Jack asked, with a smile, wrapping his arm around the other man and holding him in place as he curled up next to him. "Well. We'll see about that..." He threatened, but it was an idle threat. Jack was comfortable, and he was more likely to let himself fall asleep in that moment than get up to anything else.

[reversedpolarity]

"I mean it in the nicest way possible," he assured the other man, not bothering to try stifling his yawn this time. A bit of a lie-down seemed like a good idea. A really good idea, particularly if it involved Jack.

[51stcentury]

"Sure you did," Jack said, though his tone clearly let the other man know he meant it in a fond way. Hearing the yawn again, he smiled. "Get some sleep, you," he said.