Jack had spent the morning alternately dozing and surfing the Atlantis servers, looking at the various movies that hadn't yet been properly labelled and categorised. He could at least feel somewhat useful, he supposed, and started watching, giving actual titles to files with names like 10938593.avi.
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He'd run across a small stash of gay porn )
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But, he was the chef, after all, so he gritted his teeth and waited to be called over if the man had orders for lunch.
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"Ian appears to be busy at the moment," she explained. "Did you wish to have one of the soups?"
"The Ancestors will bless us, I am certain," the woman breathed as a man leaned in to kiss her and then down to cover Jack's lips with his.
The Athosian man had swallowed Jack's cries as he had arched under the woman and come.
"Jon-Antonie?"
"I would have you now, Jon-Antonie ( ... )
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There were hands slowly exploring his body as he was taken. He was moving, arching up as the other man thrust in. Pain and pain and pleasure and need.
Another male voice and Jack wanted... wanted to please, wanted to know.
He whimpered and curled closer in, hands covering his head as if he could shield himself from the memories.
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