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touchofgrey37:

ohhicas:

well

“Hey.”
The word is gasped as he pulls away from warm lips and grasping hands and nipping teeth. How did Jack always end up being the sensible one in these situations?
“We should move. Because your office is the worst possible place to do this.”
So people would probably burst in at any moment screaming about Zoom sightings or waving leave request forms in his face, who cares. Jack pinched him.
“Ah.”
“Hey.” His voice is steadier, more insistent as he grinds down against Nick’s lap. “We should go. Just…go. Not turn in the uniforms for the day. C’mon. We can get out of here faster like that.”
With a last, lingering kiss, Nick finds Jack’s top slung over his desk lamp, forcing it over Jack’s head.
“Hurry up.”

…oh… oh bby….  <3

touchofgrey37:

ohhicas:

well

“Hey.”

The word is gasped as he pulls away from warm lips and grasping hands and nipping teeth. How did Jack always end up being the sensible one in these situations?

“We should move. Because your office is the worst possible place to do this.”

So people would probably burst in at any moment screaming about Zoom sightings or waving leave request forms in his face, who cares. Jack pinched him.

“Ah.”

Hey.” His voice is steadier, more insistent as he grinds down against Nick’s lap. “We should go. Just…go. Not turn in the uniforms for the day. C’mon. We can get out of here faster like that.”

With a last, lingering kiss, Nick finds Jack’s top slung over his desk lamp, forcing it over Jack’s head.

“Hurry up.”

…oh… oh bby….  <3