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Alone Together

David smiled broadly as Jack stepped out of the Normandy. When she had said she was going to borrow a dress, David hadn't expected anything fancy. Jack had not disappointed. She had a relatively plain black dress with a slanted ring of blue near the bottom and grey below it, grey on the left hip, a pair of black stiletto heels and an open, dark grey jacket with the sleeves rolled to her elbows and the collar popped. The dress's top had a "V" neckline that sank low enough to show off cleavage, as well as some of her tattoos.

Jack walked over to David, looking extremely uncomfortable, though she seemed to know how to walk in heels without falling, which actually surprised David. David's smile grew as she reached him, wrapping her arms around his neck and smiling back.

"You clean up well," Jack smiled.

"Me?" David snorted. "Look at you! You actually look presentable."

Jack rolled her eyes, kissing him for a few seconds before pulling away. "We can always go back to the ship and I can make myself look more presentable for you."

"Tempting," David said. "But I believe I promised you a date."

"I'm pretty sure this is supposed to be a punishment for me having been a bitch," Jack said.

David shrugged, slipping his hand into hers, Jack giving his hand a light squeeze as they left the dock. They started out with dinner at the fanciest restaurant Omega had. It wasn't much, but considering it was Omega, it was practically five stars. Plus, if it had been much fancier, Jack probably would have been uncomfortable. Conversation at dinner was light, at least for them. Jack told him about some more of her tattoos, the more tame ones, and ones she wouldn't have had to show him. Finally, their check arrived and David paid it, leaving a relatively generous tip for the waiter, a Batarian, having been extra polite to Jack, even though he obviously recognized her, given that David heard him gasp out "Oh shit! It's her!" before he reached their table.

"That was...surprisingly nice," Jack said, as they walked through Omega, hand-in-hand. "I had fun."

David smiled. "So did I. I love spending time with you."

"Yes, I know," Jack chuckled. "You're as psychotic as I am. We've established that you have a death wish."

Just then, a pair of Blue Suns mercs stepped out, each aiming a pistol at David.

"You've got balls coming back here," one of them said. "You've got a very high price on your head."

"Jack," David said.

Jack's free hand swung up and a trail of biotic explosions sent both flying over the edge of the walkway they were on, both crashing down several levels later, dying on impact.

"Where were we?" David asked. "Oh, right! Time for your punishment."

Jack groaned. "You're going to make this insufferable, aren't you?"

David smiled, leading her to Afterlife. They headed to the bar first and a Turian standing behind the bar turned to them.

"What can I get you?" the Turian asked over the music.

"Two of whatever she wants!" David said, nodding toward Jack. "Anything except mindfish!"

"Oh you just suck the fun out of everything, don't you?" Jack asked, then laughed. "Just give us four shots of whatever you have that's strong and not Rincol!"

The Turian nodded, pouring them four shots and both of them threw two back, Jack beating David by about a second.

"You were close!" Jack said. "But no one beats me!"

"We'll see!" David said. "Come on! Let's go dance!"

"Oh, now we're talking!" Jack grinned.

They headed to the Dance floor together and within seconds Jack was pressed against David, both of them moving their bodies with each other to the beat. He wasn't a fan of the music, but he was definitely enjoying having Jack as a dance partner. She knew it too, and took special care to make sure he was having issues with how tight his pants were within moments of them getting onto the dance floor. After long while, she pressed harder into him, grinning knowingly back at him as his erection pressed firmly into her rear. He sighed, reaching forward and kissing her, Jack reaching back to tangle a hand into the back of his hair, smiling into the kiss, which remained mostly tame, despite their less than innocent dancing. However, after a few seconds, a hand tapped David on the shoulder roughly. He pulled away, looking back and seeing a Batarian glaring at him.

"Aria wants to talk to you," the Batarian said.

David sighed and nodded, kissing Jack again. "I'll be right back!"

Jack nodded and David followed the Batarian. After a couple of minutes, he was in Aria's private area being scanned, for some reason.

"What's the scan for?" David asked. "The only weapon I currently have is my omni-tool, if that's what you're worried about."

"It's not for weapons," Aria said. "It's just a precaution."

Just then, David's omni-tool began to beep and he suddenly found several rifle barrels pressed to his head, David "eep"ing and turning invisible for a second before flickering.

"It's just a phone call," David said.

"Answer on speaker," Aria said, snapping her fingers, a pair of her thugs closing the doors, sealing the sound of the club off.

David answered and Shepard's face appeared on a small screen over his omni-tool. "What's up?"

"Why'd it take you so long to answer?" Shepard asked.

"I'm busy," David said. "I'm on a date. Why? What's going on?"

"We got an estimate for how long the upgrades will take," Shepard said. "It'll be complete in a little under two days. Is that enough time to do whatever personal shit it was?"

"Yeah," David said. "The personal shit was the date, so I think I can probably be finished within two days."

Shepard nodded, disconnecting, and David sighed, lowering his arm.

"So, the Batarian that came to get me said you wanted to talk?" David asked.

"That's Bray," Aria said. "He's loyal, but a bit impatient. Anyway, the last time you came to Afterlife, you were being chased by Blue Suns mercs. They shot up my club, forced me to kill them in the middle of it, killed the mood, killed one of my dancers, and generally ruined my good mood."

"Sorry," David said.

"However, amid your bumbling escape attempt, you did accidentally knock a failed assassin's shot off target," Aria said. it wouldn't have gotten through my barriers anyway, and it was an accident, but you did me a favor, and now I owe you. I hate owing people. So, right here, right now, you're going to ask me for a favor. And I suggest you keep it reasonable. Angering me would not be a good idea."

"Well," David said. "I want to surprise the girl I'm on a date with. I'd appreciate it if you could give us somewhere nice to stay for the next two days for free."

"Is that all?" Aria asked. "Done." She picked up a datapad and entered an address on it. "Take this to any cab driver and tell them I've given you permission to stay here. They'll know not to charge you."

"Thank you," David said, accepting the datapad and turning to leave.

"Oh, and one more thing," Aria said. "I don't mind her killing a couple of Blue Suns for you, but if Subject Zero goes on a rampage, I'll hold you accountable for bringing her here."

"Understood," David nodded.

Aria unsealed the room and David left quickly, making his way back to where he'd left Jack. He stopped a few feet away, however, when he found her grinding against some guy in a nice suit with his hair slicked back, a thick gold chain around his neck, and his lips practically glued to Jack's neck, his hands pulling her tight against him. David clenched his teeth, eyes flicking to the datapad in his hand. Doubt began to fill his mind, but he shoved it away, walking over to them. Jack looked over and her smile widened as she stepped away from the guy.

"Hey!" Jack smiled.

"Excuse me, but we were in the middle of a dance!" the guy said. "Get lost!"

David levelled a glare at him that instantly made him shrink back. "Leave before I burn you alive."

The guy fled instantly, and Jack nodded approvingly.

"Impressive," Jack said, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I've never seen you like this. I kind of like it."

David pulled back, glancing at the datapad again. "Come on. I got us a place to stay."

Jack's brow furrowed, but she nodded, following him out to the rapid transit station. A Batarian cab driver looked up at them and David held out the datapad. The Batarian's jaw actually dropped.

"I don't even want to know what you had to do to get permission to stay at Aria T'Loak's private pent house," the Batarian said, opening his cab and climbing in, Jack and David doing the same.

"You got us permission to stay in the Queen of Omega's private penthouse?" Jack asked.

"Apparently," David said. "I just asked for a free hotel room."

Jack shook her head. "How'd you get to a position where you can just ask for stuff anyway?"

"She owed me a favor," David said.

Jack shook her head again, sighing and laying her head on his shoulder, slipping her hand into his and giving it a squeeze, then frowning when his hand remained loose. She didn't say anything, however, and after a few minutes they reached the penthouse, walking into it from its private parking lot. It was massive. The bed could fit three Krogan comfortably in a bedroom that was double the size of most hotel rooms, there was an in-ground pool in the main room with a hot tub connected, allowing the entire pool to be heated, there was a walk-in closet in the main room the size of a normal hotel room, the kitchen area was fully stocked and separated from the main room by an island counter with a complete bar on the kitchen side of it, fully stocked, and when Jack walked to the bathroom, it was also massive.

"This place is amazing!" Jack breathed, walking back into the main area.

"Yeah," David said disinterestedly. "It's beautiful."

Jack frowned, watching as he walked into the bathroom, brushing his teeth quickly before walking back out of the room to the bedroom, dropping his suit jacket on the floor and sitting on the foot of the bed, running his hands over his face tiredly. Jack walked over, pulling the bottom of her dress up a bit before settling in his lap, pulling his hands away from his face to make him look at her, only for him to direct his gaze out the door at the pool instead.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked. "You've been so happy for the last few days. What's bothering you?"

"It's nothing," David said.

"Okay," Jack said, standing. "Then I guess if you won't talk to me honestly, there's no point in me being here." She turned, heading for the door. "I'll see you back on the Normandy, David."

"Wait!" David said, sighing heavily.

Jack walked back to him, kneeling down in front of him and lifting his head. "Talk to me, David. Tell me what's wrong."

"I..." David sighed heavily. "I saw you dancing with that guy, and I saw him...all over you, and...I got jealous. I couldn't stand seeing him touching you."

Jack scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You're such an idiot!"

"I know," David said miserably.

"No!" Jack said. "You obviously don't! David, you're the only person I've let close. You're the person I give a shit about. That asshole in the club was just to pass the time until you got back. Even if I did take somebody home, it would still be meaningless sex, and it's still you that I'd be coming back to the next day."

David scowled at the thought of her taking somebody home and Jack rolled her eyes, making him look at her again.

"Hey, I love you, not some random asshole at a club," Jack said. "You worked hard to get in past the walls I had set up, and now I love you. Some random guy at a club isn't going to change that by kissing my neck and groping me on a dance floor. In case you didn't notice, I didn't even hesitate to ditch him when you got back. If nothing else, that should show that I will always choose you."

"I guess," David said.

"Hey, come on," Jack smiled, sitting in his lap again. "I love you, David. Please don't be mad at me. I've been having such a great time on my first date ever. I don't want to end it on a bad not by making the person I love mad. Please forgive me? You know I don't apologize often, so-"

David interrupted her with a kiss, Jack smiling and kissing him back instantly, laughing into the kiss for a moment. "I'm not mad. I'm just jealous."

"Well, maybe I should do something about that then," Jack grinned, kissing him again.

This time, her tongue slipped out to ask admittance to meet his. He granted her request, Jack humming pleasantly as their tongues slid against each other's. After a couple of minutes, Jack shifted, grinning as she felt his erection press against her. However, as she did, he pulled away from the kiss. Jack rested her forehead against his, sighing.

"You really are going to make me wait, aren't you?" Jack asked.

"For now," David said.

Jack smiled. "You don't want to have had sex with me at least once before we go on our suicide mission?"

"I don't need to," David said, Jack's brow furrowing. "I'm happy being able to hear you say you love me."

Jack smiled. "You really like hearing me say that, don't you?"

David blushed and smiled sheepishly. "Kind of, yeah."

Jack smiled, kissing him again. "I love you. And since we have two days before repairs are finished, I'm going to spend those two days telling you I love you until you decide you want to get laid one last time."

David chuckled, kissing her again. "I love you Jack."

"I love you too," Jack smiled, then stood, pulling her jacket off. "I'm going to go get cleaned up." She slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet, leaving her entirely bare for his eyes to hungrily devour. "Feel free to join me."

Then, she turned, walking out of the room to the bathroom. David took several slow breaths to regain his composure, then headed to the room's bar. He grabbed a bottle of something, only checking the label long enough to make sure it wasn't Rincol, not to actually see what it was, then poured himself a glass, draining it. He poured another glass and sipped at it, putting the bottle away and heading back to the bedroom, sitting on the side of it and sighing, staring at the alcohol between sips. He wished he hadn't seen what he had in the club. His plan for the two days was to rent them someplace halfway decent for the night, then finally Give Jack what she wanted, and to do his best to make sure she could tell the difference between meaningless sex and sex with someone who loved you. When Shepard had said they had two days, he'd been ecstatic. More time to be with Jack without interruption. Then, he had been even more excited when Aria had given him the address for what he had assumed was a nice apartment for free. But then, he had seen Jack. After the Collectors had attacked the Normandy, and Jack had been scared she lost him, he had thought maybe she would be ready to understand that there was a difference, and not all sex was just sex. Now, he wasn't so sure.

He finished his drink just before Jack dropped onto the bed, bouncing him slightly. He looked back at her, sucking in a breath when he saw she was still naked, lying on her back and watching him knowingly.

"I'm sorry," Jack said. "I didn't mean to upset you."

"I know," David said, setting the glass down. "You didn't see anything wrong with it. I'm not mad. I forgive you." He leaned down, kissing her for a few seconds before pulling away.

"I was a little disappointed you didn't join me in the shower, you know," Jack said, smirking as David tried his hardest not to stare at her body. "You're allowed to look, you know."

He smiled, shaking his head, even though his eyes betrayed him and flicked down to her body for a half-second, to her bright pink nipples, which he was only partially surprised to find weren't also tattooed, then down to her completely bald lips. He tore his eyes away after less than a second, but it was already seared into his mind, and she had noticed. She smiled, rolling over onto her stomach.

"I don't suppose I can get a back massage?" Jack asked. "Since you refuse to touch me in more entertaining ways."

David sighed and nodded, moving over to straddle her thighs, starting to massage her back, trying to keep his thumbs from tracing the experimentation scars. He worked his way up on either side of her spine to her shoulders, having to lean forward slightly to do it and ending up pressing his erecting into the firm flesh of her ass. Jack moaned appreciatively, grinning back at him.

"You tease," Jack accused. "You sure you want to let that go to waste?"

"I'm sure we'll survive without it," David smiled, working his way back down her back, further out this time.

However, as he reached her waist, he paused, eyes having flicked down to admire her rear, without his consent, only to instead stare at a tattoo that he could clearly see was new. He frowned as he stared at it, his right hand sliding down to lightly brush his thumb over it. It was an omni-tool crossed over a Mattock with a blue biotic explosion in the background. He didn't need to ask why she got it. He smiled, brushing his thumb over it again as Jack twisted her upper body to look up at him, smiling.

"Do you like it?" Jack asked.

He smiled. "Well, it doesn't say commitment quite like my name as a pelvic stamp, but yeah, I like it." He leaned down, kissing her for a moment before sitting back up, continuing her massage.

As he did, however, Jack stared at the wall, eyes widening slowly. Before the date, when she'd been trying to borrow a dress from Kasumi, Kasumi had been lecturing her about relationships. She hadn't really wanted to listen, and most of the lecture had passed in one ear and out the other, but now, with his words echoing in her ears, part of the conversation returned to her.

"David's a good guy, far better than you deserve, no offense," Kasumi had said.

"None taken."

"David's not with you because he wants sex, or because he's passing the time. He's committed. He's fallen completely in love with you. I'm honestly not sure that he's right. You're probably going to hurt him, even if on accident. You're not used to relationships. You're probably going to make a mistake, so I'm just going to warn you now so that you hopefully don't crush him. If you're serious about wanting to be in a relationship with him, and you seriously do love him, you need to understand that relationships are supposed to be monogamous. You're supposed to be with him and no one else. That's what it means to be in a relationship."

"Mhm, sure. Should I go with the blue dress or the black one?"

Jack's eyes began to water. She hadn't even been listening at the time, but now that she remembered, she felt like she'd been stabbed in the heart. She looked back at him, seeing he was spaced out a little, eyes seeming to be staring at something a thousand miles away. And she could see the hurt in them, now that she looked. She could see the feelings of betrayal he was trying to bury and hide from her. The ache in her chest throbbed, and she sat up suddenly, flipping her legs and tugging him into a kiss.

David blinked in surprise, yanked out of his thoughts, which had been focusing back on what he'd seen at the club again, as Jack suddenly rolled over, kissing him fiercely. He kissed her back, feeling her hunger through the kiss. He was about to try to pull away, and remind her that he wasn't going to sleep with her, when his chest suddenly began to ache. With a start, he realized that it wasn't hunger he was feeling. It was desperation. Regret. And more than that, he was literally feeling it. it was like he was feeling his own emotions, except he knew he wasn't. He pulled away from the kiss and realized Jack was crying.

"I'm sorry!" Jack choked out. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I didn't...I wasn't even thinking about it! I didn't mean to make you feel like...I didn't mean to betray you! I swear I never wanted to hurt you! I'm so sorry!"

David pulled her head to his shoulder, wrapping his arms around her and gently trailing a hand up and down her back, rocking slightly as she cried. "I told you, I'm not mad. It hurt to see you dancing with someone else, but I'm not mad. This is part of who you are. You're not worried about getting physical with anyone. To you, it's just fun. I understand. It's okay."

"It's no okay!" Jack said, pushing off his shoulder. "I want to be better! For you! I want to be better so I can be closer to what you deserve!, even if I'll never come close!"

David sighed, kissing her. Jack kissed him back instantly, still crying, but David could feel other emotions as well. After a few seconds, he pulled back from the kiss, hugging her tightly.

"Jack, I don't care what I deserve," David said. "I will never care what I deserve. I love you. I will always love you. And as long as I have you, I will never ask you to try and change who you are."

Jack let out a gasping sob, clinging to him. "I love you! I love you so much! Please don't ever leave me!"

"I won't," David said. "You'll never lose me. You couldn't get away from me if you tried."

Jack let out something between a laugh and a sob and David smiled, pulling back and cupping her face, wiping her eyes.

"You don't need to be afraid of me betraying you or leaving you," David said. "I will never hurt you. I love you. Psychotic tendencies and all."

Jack managed a laugh and David smiled, kissing her. She kissed him back instantly, still crying, though less noticeably now. As he kissed her, her hands clutched at his neck, holding him tightly. He leaned forward, laying her on her back, and gently pulled her hands away from his neck, slipping his own into her and lacing their fingers together. Jack let out a shuddering breath, squeezing his hands gently and wrapping her legs around him to hold him against her in place of her hands. He smiled, overjoyed that she was letting her emotions show so much. As he continued to kiss her, however, he felt his biotics beginning to stir. He tried to stop them, but they ignored him Except, it was different. They weren't acting like they were going to set off an explosion, or anything. Instead, after a moment of biotic energy spreading through his body, he suddenly felt a tidal wave of emotions flood him. Love, desperation, regret, fear. He realized what was happening just as Jack whimpered, hips shifting slightly, and suddenly, he could sense a burning need from her as well.

He pulled away from the kiss, moving over and kissing her cheek. Then the corner of her jaw. Jack let out a shaky breath as he began to kiss a trail down the side of her neck, sucking at her pulse point for a second and earning a small moan. As he continued downward, leaving several dark bruises behind, his hands slipped out of Jack's, trailing down her arms slowly. He kissed along her collar bones for a moment, Jack tilting her head back out of the way and shuddering slightly, hips pressing against him tighter. He smiled, kissing his way down and to his right as his hands slid down to her sides, his right slipping under her to rest against the small of her back, and his left sliding up to cup her right breast at the same time as he took her left nipple into his mouth. Jack moaned lowly, hands tangling in his hair as he worshiped her body, kissing and licking every centimeter of flesh, memorizing the exact shape of every tattoo and scar. He sucked her nipple into his mouth again, gently biting down and flicking it with his tongue a few times before releasing it and moving over to her other breast, beginning to give that nipple as much attention as the first until both were standing proudly atop her perfect mounds like a pair of monuments to be adored.

As he began to kiss his way downward again, Jack caught him under the right arm. "Please. I need you."

David smiled, gently pulling her hand off his arm and holding it in his left hand as he kissed her pelvis. "Relax. When was the last time someone made it entirely about you?"

Jack frowned. "I...don't remember. I haven't...I don't think I've ever gone this slow before. Usually I prefer it rougher."

"Do you want me to be rougher?" David asked.

Jack hesitated, then shook her head. "This feels good."

David smiled and nodded, reaching up and kissing her for a few seconds before moving back down, taking a moment to worship her peaks again before quickly kissing his way back to her pelvis, then moving around her lower lips and kissing her inner thighs, slowly moving higher as he alternated sides. Finally, just as he could sense Jack's need about to boil over through whatever biotic link he'd accidentally made, and just as her grip on his hand began to tighten, he moved up, tongue flicking out and trailing between her lips, earning a long moan from Jack. Her free hand held his head in place as his right hand reached around her left leg, resting on top of her thigh as his tongue flicked out again and again, attending to her need. He payed attention to her reactions, quickly getting a feel for what she liked best. As he locked his lips around her clit, flicking it over and over with his tongue, he moved his right hand to her entrance, pushing two fingers into her. Jack moaned loudly, holding his head in place with her free hand as he worked her folds.

"Oh my God!" Jack moaned. "David! Jesus!"

He smiled, turning his hand over and curling his fingers forward, as he'd learned to do with Jentha to find her G-spot. Within seconds, he'd found Jack's as evidenced by her moaning loudly and arching off the bed, slipping her other hand out of his in order to grab a fist-full of his hair instead. He continued to thrust his fingers into her, taking care to hit her G-spot each time as his lips and tongue worked her clit religiously.

"Oh God!" Jack gasped after a couple more minutes, her muscles beginning to tighten and coil up in preparation for her release. "Oh fuck! David! Don't...Don't stop!"

David used his saliva to lubricate his other hand's middle finger before quickly slipping it into her asshole, Jack crying out in surprise and pleasure. Then, she bucked against him, sucking in a breath and going silent, face turning red quickly as she shook and bucked.

"Oh fuck!" Jack managed to force out. "Don't stop! Please!"

He continued to work her two holes, sucking and licking her clit hungrily, until her orgasm began to subside. He slipped his finger out of her ass and slowed his other hand to a crawl before slipping his fingers out, beginning to clean her juices up with his tongue, Jack moaning as he did. Finally, she pulled him up by the shirt and he moved up, kissing her, Jack moaning weakly as she tasted herself, slipping her hands into his and lacing their fingers.

"Holy shit," Jack panted once David pulled back from the kiss. "I'm so jealous of Jentha for having gotten to feel that before me."

David chuckled. "You have nothing to be jealous about. I'm yours now. Always."

Jack smiled, eyes watering again and kissed him, holding him tightly as she put as much passion as she could in the kiss. After several minutes, her hands finally moved to the front of his shirt, quickly and skillfully undoing the buttons, pushing the shirt off of him before she rolled them, quickly slipping him out of his pants and underwear as well, staring at him member in surprise.

"And here I was thinking you were supposed to be skinny," Jack smiled, kissing the tip of his dick. "My turn."

David watched as she trailed her tongue up the underside of his dick before slowly beginning to take him into her mouth, sinking down to the base before beginning to bob her head. David groaned, eyes fluttering in an attempt to close, but he fought to keep them open, watching Jack, who maintained eye contact as she bobbed her head, speeding up quickly. However, after a couple minutes, she released his member with a pop and grinned. She moved to straddle him, only for David to suddenly grab her and roll, pinning her to the bed and kissing her.

"I believe I said this is all about you," David said, kissing the side of her neck where he'd left bruises before, then starting to work his way around to the other side. "That means...I'm doing...all the work. Just enjoy."

Jack made a small noise of approval at the back of her throat as he left a particularly dark bruise on her pulse point. He smiled, moving up and kissing her again as he lined himself up and pushed into her. Jack moaned deeply, arms wrapping under his and clutching at the back of his shoulders as her legs slid up out of his way. He gave her a moment to adjust, and to calm down slightly, before beginning to move slowly. Jack pulled back from the kiss, tilting her head back and moaning softly.

"You're so beautiful," David smiled, kissing her shoulder lightly, careful to keep his rhythm steady.

Jack smiled, joy and adoration shining through whatever connection David had made. He smiled, slowly beginning to speed up, keeping his strokes long and smooth, even as he sped up. He leaned down, sucking at Jack's pulse point again, pulling another moan from her lips, louder this time.

"I love you Jack," David said softly as he sped up more. "You're so beautiful, and amazing, and strong. You're perfect to me."

Jack let out a stuttering breath. "You asshole! You're going to make me cry again!"

David smiled, kissing her, focusing and projecting his love for her through the connection. Jack snapped instantly, tears running down her cheeks, even as she clung to him, the kiss turning even more passionate and fierce. Jack's moans of pleasure grew louder rapidly, and David smiled, pulling back from the kiss.

"Fuck!" Jack gasped out between moans, mascara still darkening her cheeks. "I love you, David! I love you so much! Christ this is so weird!" She laughed, then moaned loudly. "Oh fuck! Keep going!"

David gave her a quick kiss before focusing on his thrusts, pushing them until he was shoving himself into her as fast and hard as he could, their hips slapping together rapidly as her drenched tunnel squelched every time he filled it, then made a wet sucking sound every time he withdrew. He began to feel his balls beginning to tighten and burn as he neared the end of his rope, at the same time as he felt Jack's muscles beginning to coil, pulling her legs higher as she lifted her legs, locking them around his waist.

"Fuck!" David groaned as he felt himself slipping. "Jack...I'm not going to last much longer."

"Oh fuck!" Jack moaned. "I'm...I'm going to cum! Fuck David! I'm going to...oh fuck! Cum in me please! I want to feel..."

Her eyes widened and her voice failed as she neared her peak. David leaned down, kissing her and ramming himself into her rapidly, and a second later, her hips bucked and her insides clenched just as his cock erupted, flooding her undulating tunnel with his semen. Jack moaned loudly, clinging to him as they drank each other in, remaining fused at the lips and bucking and rutting against each other, wave after wave of his seed being pumped into her greedy tunnel as she milked every drop from him. Finally, both of them began to come back down and David rolled, pulling her on top of him as they settled from orbiting cloud nine, both gasping and panting for breath and Jack trembling in David's arms, eyes watering yet again.

"I get it," Jack breathed.

"What?" David asked, frowning.

Jack smiled up at him, wiping her eyes. "A while ago, while you were out on a mission, I tried to convince Jentha to fool around with me because I was bored. She said she wasn't interested in meaningless sex. I tried to argue that all sex was meaningless, but she just kept saying I didn't understand because I was only having sex. She said I would never understand the difference between having sex and making love unless I found someone who loved me to show me the difference. Ironically..."

"It was the guy she was with at the time that fell in love with you," David said, smiling. "No do you understand why I made you wait and wouldn't have sex before just because you wanted to?"

"Yes!" Jack said, burying her face in his chest. "Christ I'm such a crybaby now! I love you, David. Thank you for being here for me. If...If I don't make it back from the Omega Four relay..."

"Hey," David said, lifting her head and making her look at him. "Don't even think about it. You will make it back from the mission, even if I have to carry you out on my back myself this time. We will come back from this mission. I'm not going to let you die, and you're not going to let me die. Right?"

"Of course not," Jack said.

"Then we don't need to worry about it," David smiled.

Jack nodded, reaching up and kissing him for a minute before setting her head down, smiling.

"So, we've used up about forty minutes," David said. "We've got this suite to ourselves for about two days. Want to go again?"

Jack stared up at him for a moment before laughing and nodding, sitting up and instantly taking him into her tunnel, moaning. "This time, I'm going to do the work." She lifted his hands and laced their fingers together, only to stop, staring down at him. "I think you're the first one."

"What do you mean?" David asked, brow furrowing.

"You're the first one to ever look at me like that," Jack smiled. "Like I'm the only thing in your life that matters."

"You are," David smiled, giving her hands a light squeeze and smiling. "You're everything to me."

Jack smiled. "You really are crazy, putting a mass murderer on a pedestal like that." She began to move her hips, both moaning, and within a few moments, they had returned to where they left off.


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