CommCen: There's a First Time for Everything

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who jack + isaac
what commcen besties become something more than besties
rating AS for Awkward Sexytimes
warnings adorableness

[When Jack was recruited, they told him he'd be a field agent who also happened to have tests performed on him frequently. The reality of it turned out to be more that he was a lab rat who they kept promising they'd send out on missions "when he's ready."

At first Jack was upset, but he's come to terms with it when one of the agents who works out of the VA office hands him a folder. They're sending him out.

He has no idea how to prepare for a mission, so he doesn't. He does what the agency tells him to (a nagging thought tells him that's what he does best, but he ignores it), and into the field he goes.

The mission turns out to be a whirlwind of destruction and mayhem. Jack is not subtle, and the agency knew that before they chose him for the mission. When he finally returns, the scientists pull him in for a long series of tests before they finally release him back home for some much-needed rest.

Jack, a man who can feel well rested on a twenty-minute nap and can go for days without a proper night's sleep, is tired. When he walks up to the door of his house (a small affair not too far from the agency), it is mid-afternoon on a beautiful day in late May. The sun feels so good on his face that he drives with the top down the whole way and sits in his car for a moment before getting out of it when he gets home. When he finally does, he notices a familiar motorcycle in the drive.

The door is unlocked.

He pushes it open.]

Isaac?

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[The message is clear to Jack, and he appreciates the pause, the silent question before anything goes further, but there's no hesitancy in his gaze, none at all. He smiles and closes the distance to kiss Isaac again, slow and warm. His hand slides down to cover Isaac's.

It's alright.]

[stomped]

[ It's a kiss that makes Isaac warm to his core, sighing softly against his mouth. The button comes free, the zipper comes down, and he is palming him almost carefully in his hand.

Warmer than he'd anticipated... but what did he actually anticipate?

He kisses him with a bit more vigor this time, squeezing him with a light touch. ]

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[That elicits a deep moan from Jack, and his returning kiss is enthusiastic as his hands start to trail down Isaac's sides and across his chest, reveling in the warmth of his skin, the feeling of it against his.]

[stomped]

[ Enthusiastic and frantic, Isaac feels it in his blood, like he might never get this chance again. Jack's hands sliding against his sides bring him to laugh softly against his mouth. The moan is a reward, so Isaac continues, pulling his mouth away to press it against the line of his jaw, his throat. ]

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[Jack sighs deeply in contentment, and his hands slide down further to start slowly working on Isaac's pants, pulling the belt loose and gently working on the button and zipper.]

Isaac, I...

[He takes a breath.]

...just so you know, I've never done this before.

[stomped]

[ Isaac hears the catch in his breath between his name and the rest of it all and pulls back, but just slightly. The soft sound of his belt being pulled free and the feeling of his pants sliding down slightly brings him to shake his head just slightly. ]

It's alright. Just... relax.

[ He slides fingers against the shape of him in his underwear. He pauses a moment after the motion, teeth grazing his lips slightly before he speaks. ]

We can stop you know, [ he says, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his pulse slowly. Though it's a bit embarrassing trying to stifle how excited he is. ]

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[Jack takes a deep breath as Isaac's lips linger on his pulse, warm and soft.]

No, I don't want to stop, I just... thought you should know.

[stomped]

[ Isaac murmurs a quiet "okay" into his skin, pressing another kiss in after that. His hand takes it's time, starting to splay back up his stomach as he takes his mouth into another kiss. There's a thrill that works itself up in his chest, makes his heart jump precariously into his throat. All his hands do is slowly slide over his skin, finding every outward jut of bone or plane of muscle, touching, passing over with a sweep of his thumb. Memorizing. ]

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[Jack loves the feeling of it, humming into the kiss with the contact, relishing how Isaac traces every part of him.

He starts to return the favor, running his hand across Isaac's skin, and he finds it exhilarating, learning Isaac's skin as Isaac learns his.]