Welcome to the village, Jack! (closed to Jack Harkness, nsfw)

[im_urvenus]

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He did look good, and Jack was appreciating the view as he took his hand and stood, already sliding his suspenders off his shoulders as he followed Adam to his room.

Once there, Adam turned to reach for the buttons of Jack's shirt. "You are wearing layers," he murmured, nose wrinkling playfully.

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[a_fixed_point]

"Sorry." he laughed, looking down to watch as Adam unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the white undershirt underneath it. "Cardiff isn't exactly a warm place..."

And he had a specific look that he kept. Like a man from the forties. The classic hero soldier. The look made the man. Or at least he tried to make it.

[im_urvenus]

Oh, don't get Adam wrong! The look made the man! It just involved ...a lot of unwrapping.

First, Jack's button-down shirt was tossed over a chair, then Adam reached for the t-shirt, slipping his fingers under as he leaned in for another kiss.

[a_fixed_point]

Jack lifted his arms so he could pull his shirt of his head. He wasn't nearly as toned as Adam, but he was muscled and easy on the eyes, no question. And Jack was very confident in that fact.

Now both shirtless, Jack stepped forward kissing Adam, mouth traveling to collar bone, then neck, as he coaxed him backward toward the bed.

[im_urvenus]

It could be argued that Jack was the answer to a wish. Adam had doubted the village! But here Jack was! And here they were!

He rolled back onto the bed, pulling Jack over him. Oh, Jack was more than easy on the eyes! He felt delicious over Adam this way, his skin warm as Adam ran his hands down Jack's back.