REVISED.
It was nine o'clock and Jack was in his jeep. He was going in the opposite direction of his house. He unbuttoned his work shirt. His black short-sleeve shirt hugged him tightly. He took a left on a small path that went through the woods.
He stopped at a small cabin that had a black BMW near it. He got out of the car. He took off his gun belt and placed it on the passenger seat. He walked up to the door and knocked.
As the door opened, he was greeted by a flat deep voice. "Sheriff."
"Scientist," he said back with a grin on his face.
Nathan grabbed Jacks belt loop and pulled the shorter man to his lips. Jack responded by threading his fingers through Nathan's dark hair. Nathan pulled away from the kiss first.
Jack closed the door. He leaned against the door. He pulled Nathan by his shirt towards him and nuzzled into his neck. "I've missed you," he mumbled against Nathan's skin.
Nathan kissed him on the cheek. He walked back into the kitchen.
Jack followed and sat in a chair at the table. "So what's for dinner?" He asked as he leaned back in the chair.
"Chicken Alfredo." Nathan said.
Jack watched Nathan work in the kitchen. If someone would have told him he would be with Nathan Stark, he would have hauled them to an insane asylum. Now he didn't think he could be without the snarky man.
They had been together for about six months secretly. When around other people, they acted normal. They bickered and were always at each other's throats, but their arguments held no more malice. They flirted with Allison shamelessly. The only real alone time they had was in the small cabin. It belonged to Nathan and no knew it even existed.
Jack stared at Nathan enthralled by his familiar grace around the kitchen. He got up and walked into the kitchen.
Nathan was stirring a pot of sauce. Jack stood at his side.
"That looks delicious," Jack said licking his lips.
Nathan took the spoon from the pot and raised it to Jack's lips. Jack tasted the sauce.
Nathan took the spoon out of Jack's mouth and replaced it with his own mouth. He could taste the sauce in Jack's mouth.
Nathan stopped and licked his lips. He then looked thoughtful. "It needs more salt."
Jack opened his mouth to say something then shut it.
"Bastard," was all he said.
"I know," Nathan said as he grabbed the salt and added some to the pot.
Jack and Nathan sat at the table eating.
"Nathan what's with the new experiment I keep hearing about from Fargo." Jack asked.
Nathan sighed. "Fargo is giving a demonstration tomorrow. He has developed a new Cloaking System. Hopefully it goes well."
"Knowing Fargo it isn't."
Nathan nodded in agreement. "It shouldn't be dangerous though."
"Just be careful, Scientist."
Nathan smirked. "Will do, Sheriff."
Jack wanted to say something else but thought better of it. He picked up both his and Nathan's plates. He made his way to the kitchen and washed the dishes.
Nathan stood behind Jack kissing the back of his neck.
Jack closed his eyes and leaned back into Nathan.
Nathan growled into his ear. "The dishes can wait."
Jack turned off the water and turned around and captured Nathan's lips. His tongue probed Nathan's mouth.
Nathan's hand slid up Jack's shirt.
Jack cupped Nathan through his pants.
Nathan moaned against Jack's mouth.
Jack broke the kiss and pulled his shirt over his head.
Nathan grabbed Jack by the arm and pulled him towards the bedroom.
They both lay with their legs tangled together, sweating and to control their breathing. Jack lays his head on Nathan's chest.
"Love you," he said as he drifted to sleep.
"Love you too," Nathan said kissing him on the top of the head before going to sleep.