whispersoflove

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The kiss was lovely, through and through. Anael carded his fingers through Jack's wet hair as it deepened; yes, he could stand for Jack's grin to fade for a moment like this. His other arm wrapped around Jack's waist, his feet firmly planted on the bottom of the Serpentine. The cold water had no effect on him and he was entirely focused on the man against him, Jack's strong body, the way they kissed, the swell of his heart in the moment.

The kiss was better than lovely; it was beautiful.

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im_torchwood

"Oh, thank God," Jack said, then moved so he could get between Anael's legs. He pushed his knees up and slicked his fingers, slowly preparing him. There was no need to be hasty...he wanted desire spiking through Anael, wanted him aching with need. Jack could control himself. He wanted this to last forever.

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whispersoflove

"Yes," Anael replied to his words, agreeing with them and then some. He spread his legs eagerly, and sighed out as Jack's fingers pressed up into him. "Yes," he echoed, less about agreement, more about approval now.

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im_torchwood

Jack took his time, fingers working in, twisting and stretching and fucking him nice and slow. He added more lube and more, wanting Anael slick as could be. Then he put the bottle aside so he could use that hand to stroke his cock and fondle his balls, making sure the pleasure was building to a dizzying level. He could feel the way his own heart was beating, the life energy in him building as well and starting to bleed out. Energy buzzed in the air all around them.

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whispersoflove

Energy and warmth, as Anael let his Grace seep out the more he could feel that odd energy of Jack's. It felt so natural to let some of it shine through, when heat was packing his lungs tight, when he wasn't sure where the pleasure stopped and the emotions began. He wasn't shy when it came to letting Jack know how good he felt, soft sounds fed into the silence around them, his breath short, hips working to push up into Jack's hand, back down on his fingers, losing himself to such lovely sensations and emotions - or rather finding himself in them, as he always did, a clarity of purpose and faith that only love could provide him.

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im_torchwood

Once Anael was slick and relaxed Jack withdrew his fingers. He didn't leave the other man empty for long, though. Jack moved in over him and guided his cock, keeping it rigid until had claimed him with every inch of his length. The penetration was slow and steady and though Jack groaned softly when he was deeply seated, it was mostly silent. He liked to imagine he could hear Anael's heartbeat...even though he knew the truth was that he just heard the rush of his own pulse in his ears.

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whispersoflove

Anael welcomed him in every inch of the way, legs cradling his hips, hands coaxing Jack closer, deeper. He never showed even a hint of discomfort, only pleasure and joy, happiness dancing in his eyes as he tilted his hips up to take Jack in for that last inch or so. His fingers brushed through Jack's hair, and he pushed up to catch his lips in a soft, loving kiss, patiently waiting for the man to move.

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im_torchwood

Jack found a slow, steady rhythm that would prolong the pleasure of this until he couldn't take it anymore. He kept close, kissing Anael, touching him with one hand while the other braced him up.

"God, you feel good," he said softly. "Smell good. Taste good. I want all of you..."

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whispersoflove

"You've got me," Anael assured him, breathy and tender, fingers gentle over Jack's skin. His hips tilted to meet Jack's every languorous, exquisite thrust, and he stole kisses from him now and then, seeing no reason to deny this urge. "We can do this all night." Perhaps not this, specifically, but variations on a theme, certainly.

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im_torchwood

"Mmm, I plan to," Jack replied. The very thought of coming and coming and coming again, getting absolutely lost in Anael made the life energy in him rise and spread, perfuming the air with fifty-first century pheromones and charging it with buzzing power.

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whispersoflove

That brought all the sensations up a notch, and Anael moaned softly with the next thrust of Jack inside him. His skin was buzzing with it, while the warmth of his Grace was spreading through the both of them, and around the room, to the point that Anael seemed to glow faintly. "I want to feel it all," Anael told him, eyes bright with love. "Everything you'll give me."

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im_torchwood

Jack grinned at that and began to move faster, snapping his hips more sharply. There was a slow burn in his groin as his pleasure built and he kissed Anael again, his mouth capturing the other man's so completely that he nearly had to breathe for them both.

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whispersoflove

The sharp demand of lust slammed into Anael's at the sudden swell of sensations, and he did nothing to fight it, giving in to it and kissing Jack back in kind, fingers scratching his scalp as they carded through his hair. With the right tilt of his hips, each thrust hit his prostate just right, shocking a sound out of Anael, and into the kiss he seemed unable to surrender.

He only needed to breathe if he wanted to keep making those sounds, after all.

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im_torchwood

"I'm going to come inside you," Jack murmured against his mouth. It was more a warning than anything- his orgasm was nothing but life and the power of it could be a shock. He didn't think it would upset Anael, though, so he simply moved faster, chasing his release with every thrust.

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whispersoflove

Anael was fairly certain that he would need something more to come, but he didn't mind if Jack was the only one, for now. Sneaking a hand between them would have meant relinquishing one of them on Jack's waist, urging him on, or in his hair, another point of connection, not to mention put more space between them. Anael was happy to keep him right there against him, murmuring a soft, "Please," against his lips before kissing him again, love and heat and lust swirling inside him in the headiest of mixes.

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im_torchwood

It didn't take much longer and he was spinning out of control. He was dizzy as he came, energy spilling from him with tremendous force. He filled Anael with pulse after pulse of pure life until he felt pleasantly drained. Then he melted against him and kissed him lazily.

"Just the beginning," he promised.

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whispersoflove

It was like nothing Anael had ever felt, and for a moment he felt as if he might slip out of the material world with the force of it. He clung all the tighter to Jack, forcing himself to reel his Grace back in and focus on the physical sensations to anchor himself there. Jack pounding into him, his skin under his hands, the solid strength of him above him. Whatever was pulsing through him was nothing like being in God's presence again, and yet it was the closest Anael had come to it in ages, and there were tears in his eyes when he fluttered them open after the kiss.

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im_torchwood

Jack was breathing heavy, sweat prickling cold down his spine and across his shoulders. He kissed Anael and kissed him again, practically glowing with satisfaction.

"Are you all right?" he asked softly. "Need a break?"

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whispersoflove

Anael drew those kisses out as much as he could, an arm around Jack's shoulders, the other cupping his face, lungs aching so sweetly with love. "No," he answered Jack's last question, utterly unashamed of his tears. Emotions were nothing to feel shame over. "You simply feel..." There were no words for how Jack felt, and Anael kissed him again, letting some of his Grace wash through them again, now that he was more firmly here.

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im_torchwood

The power of Anael's Grace was like nothing he'd felt before. There was a peace, a calm, a softness against his soul that was so profound it made Jack catch his breath.

"Is that you?" he asked, though he knew it was. It had to be.

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whispersoflove

In a manner of speaking, but short of answering that it really was God's manifestation through Anael, there was no way to answer the question satisfactorily. "Yes," he simply said, because it was him leaking it into this realm, and he brushed his fingers through Jack's hair. "I can pull it back in, if you like."

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im_torchwood

"No. Don't. It's glorious," Jack replied softly, bending in to pepper Anael's skin with a flurry of kisses.

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whispersoflove

Anael laughed softly, oh so thankful for Jack. And he could feel that the man was getting as much out of all this as he was, which only made everything better. "That's a good word for it. And you. And this."

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im_torchwood

"It's one of my favorites," Jack replied. "Glorious. Fantastic. Amazing," he added, his words growing softer and softer as he began to kiss his way along Anael's jaw and neck once again.

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whispersoflove

"Lovely," Anael added, both hands going to Jack's hair, absolutely not stopping or directing him, happy to stretch his neck and let him have at him. "Divine."