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Chris had stayed the night, and Jack felt freaking amazing, not just because of Chris’s healing gifts but because being next to him had brought Jack a great sense of comfort. He’d not shared a bed with someone for a while. The last time he’d got laid he’d left soon after getting his rocks off and it was pretty much how he’d dealt with sex in recent years. He probably would need to mention what he could sense in Chris to Ashley—his magic core wasn’t burning bright, but he thought it had the potential to be more. It might help them find out more about Chris, but he hadn’t been lying when he’d described Chris as unique.

He turned to see Chris sleeping; he looked at peace, and Jack hoped he’d not drained him of too much energy, he’d be more than happy to provide Chris with a thank-you snack. His cock hardened at the thought, and the idea that Chris might be able to touch him intensified everything three-fold.

Chris snuffled and opened his eyes and grinned as he saw the obvious bulge under the bedclothes. “Someone’s up and ready to go.”

“How are you feeling? Hungry maybe?”

“When it comes to you, I can always eat.”

Jack laughed and threw back the covers. “I propose a little experiment, if you’re up for it?”

“I thought you were a man of law not of science, but I daresay I could listen to a well-formed hypothesis.”

Chris was beautiful, and Jack was horny. “I was thinking you might be able to touch me.”

“Touch you where?”

“I’d pretty much like you to put your hands anywhere but my cock is the in most need of attention.”

Chris grinned. “Show me.”

Jack wriggled his pyjama bottoms off, his cock standing to attention. He’d been under Chris’s scrutiny before but knowing there was a possibility he could touch him made Jack feel almost unbearably hard.

Chris made a happy cooing noise and trailed a finger down Jack’s shaft. Jack could feel Chris’s touch, it wasn’t firm, more akin to a gentle tickle but, fucking hell, his head spun and his balls throbbed at the thought. “Do that again!”

Chris grinned and obliged, and Jack couldn’t believe that featherlight touch could bring so much pleasure. “Oh, you seem to like that,” Chris teased.

Jack lost all ability to speak as Chris circled his cock with his hand and began to slide it up and down his shaft. It shouldn’t feel as good as it did and he made an embarrassing keening noise and threw his head back as Chris sped up.

He’d had plenty of lovers, but he’d not let anyone get this close to him emotionally in decades. Chris had seen him at his most vulnerable, offered to help without any reason beyond wanting to, and now he was helping Jack fly in a whole other direction. He arched his back as his orgasm began to build, having Chris’s hand on him beyond amazing, his body singing from the attention.

Chris gave him a wicked grin and moved closer. Jack groaned as Chris swiped the tip of his cock with his tongue.

“Gonna come!” he warned.

Chris moved back just in time so he didn’t get a face full of jizz and Jack’s climax hit him like a freight train. Jack glanced over to see Chris wanking, he’d never seen anything so beautiful as Chris orgasming, his pearly white ectoplasm coating his hand.

They sat in silence for a few moments, Jack needing the time to come back down to earth, with Chris seeming equally starstruck.

“That was amazing,” Chris said.

“Yeah, so good.”

Chris banished his ectoplasm, and Jack did the same to his own release so they were cleaned up enough to cuddle.

“I can’t remember the last time I woke up next to someone,” Jack said as Chris curled up next to him. “I sort of assumed you’d need to go back to your jar.”

“That’s changed over the years. I remember having to always be back in my jar even after an hour. I think last night might have been the first time I’ve slept through the night somewhere else.”

“I hope it won’t be the last.”

Chris smiled and Jack realised he was in love. He hadn’t been in love for so long, but Chris had made him feel this way, happy and excited. He didn’t care what Chris was. He loved him, and no one would be able to change his mind.