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Jay's room is it's usual mess of plans and projects with it's wide, comfortable bed. Jay pulls Sherral to him and kisses him slow and deep. It's a passionate kiss but more loving than needy. He's missed Sherral too.

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"Only one way to find out." He reaches for Sherral's skirt, hands seeking the buckle to open Sherral's belt. "That's a good start."

"I suppose 'twould be too cruel of Bar to make us wear these costumes for all that long."

He finds the opening and eases the leather away from Sherral's waist, running his hands over Sherral skin. "Well, that was easy enough. Mind giving me a hand with this?"

Sherral nods, reaching down. It's not too difficult to slip the silks down Jay's hips and to the floor.

"Easy," Sherral murmurs, tracing circles on Jay's hips with his thumbs.

"Well you already know I'm that." Jay laughs warmly, pulling Sherral close to kiss him again.

Sherral laughs, kissing him back, curling his hands into Jay's hair.

Jay purrs into the kiss and starts shaking off the upper arm bands and wrist cuff, dripping them with a heavy clunk as he gently pushed Sherral towards the bed.

Sherral takes a few steps back, moving with Jay, and as he feels the back of his legs hit the bed, slowly drops to sit on it.

Jay goes down with him, straddling Sherral to kiss him again. "Fuck, I've missed you."

"The feeling's mutual," Sherral murmurs against Jay's lips, settling his hands on the bed to keep himself steady.

Jay leans back a little to look into Sherral's eyes. There's more than just lust now, but the true affection behind it.

Sherral meets Jay's gaze, with what is - for him, at least - uncharacteristic warmth, before leaning forward a little to set his forehead against Jay's gently.

Jay leans against him, enjoying just... holding Sherral. Just being near him. He brushes his fingers over Sherral's shoulders, feeling the subtle play of muscle and skin.

Sherral shivers a little, letting his hands roam a little, across Jay's shoulders and down his arms.

Jay purrs softly, running his hands down Sherral's arms and flanks. He brushes a kiss over Sherral's collarbone.

Sherral shivers a little, tracing his fingers down Jay's back.

Jay keeps kissing him, brushing his lips up the side of Sherral's neck.

Sherral lets out a soft noise, tilting his head to one side.

Jay holds Sherral close, enjoying the slow moment of intimacy as he kisses up to the soft skin behind his ear.

Sherral chuckles a little, watching Jay out of the corner of his eye, tracing his fingers up and down the other man's back.

"You don't laugh enough." Jay whispers, nibbling on Sherral's earlobe. "Always the serious soldier."

"I think it'd just unnerve people if I was laughing all the time," Sherral says wryly. "Although you do have a particular knack for getting me to laugh."

"You deserve a good laugh." Jay smiles, nuzzling Sherral's hair. "And you're ever cuter when you laughs."

Sherral turns a little pink, ducking his head a little. "I'll, er, try to do it more often, then."

Jay leans back a little, chuckling. "That blush." He kisses Sherral slowly and deeply.