A/N: I'm SO sorry it took me so long to upload the next chapter but my laptop crashed and I still don't have it back. I'm on the netbook of my father right now and I had to save and „proof read" everything I already have all over again to give you the next part, so I really hope, you'll enjoy it...

I have to raise the rating with this chapter, though, since things start to get... dirty now... ;-) If you enjoy what you're reading, PLEASE comment, or we (me and my RPG Partner) don't know if you want another part of our story or not :-)

Jackson Avery POV:

April talking to him was one of the last things that Jackson had expected.

He was slowly coming to accept that he had lost her.

"I wanna do it again,not necessarily with you, you're my best friend"

That statement, as awkward and Kepnerish as it was, almost made him laugh. The truth was Jackson never had many friends. The man had a bad habit of losing them along the way. Through his own design or through a madman's misguided sense of justice.

"I love you. You're the only real friend I have here, the one that knows me better than anyone else, and I need you right now. Please don't go. Please don't leave"

How did she know that he was thinking about it?

Jackson had to conclude that Mark had something to do with it and thinking back to the scene in the cafeteria Jackson realized how idiotic his own paranoia was.

Even after the complete shit Jackson was to him this morning the man still looked out for him.

"Are you going to leave?" April asked and Jackson couldn't start fresh with her by lying.

"I don't know" it was the truth as far as Jackson knew. Her face took on a pained expression and Jackson immediately wanted to take the words back,but he couldn't...he wouldn't.

Jackson couldn't make a decision until he at least cleared the air with Mark. Until the two could come to some kind of understanding of what the previous night was.

Mark had a girlfriend and a life that Jackson really didn't want to mess up. Staying might do exactly that,but if he and Mark could move past this then maybe Jackson could stay.

He would really like to stay.

After making amends with April and finishing his shift with Alex the man invited Jackson for a drink. Jackson told him that he would meet him at Joe's and after Alex left Jackson worked up the courage to see Mark.

Jackson found him in his office finishing up the day's work and he stood in the doorway. Jackson took a minute to admire the man. He really was beautiful and in another life and in another set of circumstances Jackson could see himself wanting a man like Mark.

Shaking his head Jackson scolded himself. He couldn't afford to think like that.

"Mark" Jackson said and watched as the man turned around "can we talk?"

Mark Sloan POV:

Mark had no idea how he mananged to get through the day, because the constant thought about Jackson made it almost impossible to concentrate on work. And then there was Julia who had left him a douzen messages which he hadn't answered yet. He was avoiding her, and he knew that wasn't right. He shouldn't do that. Julia could and would give him everything he always wanted. She was awesome, and she wanted a family with him, but Mark... right now he didn't know what he wanted anymore. It was all so overwhelming. And her confession that she might be pregnant hit him hard. And out of the blue. He thought they were safe with Julia taking the pill, but obviously something went wrong, and if he had had the balls to actually talk to her about it, things could have already been cleared up.

He let out a sigh, while signing one more chart and finishing up his patient files. He needed to get out of here. Soon. And he needed to talk to Julia. He just had to. He owed her that much, and it wasn't her fault that he was going crazy because of his sexy, blue-eyed resident he couldn't stop thinking about.

He was so lost in his files, that he didn't even notice someone coming closer, let alone seeing Jackson at all, until all of a sudden he heard Jackson's voice calling his name.

He had to keep himself from twitching and turned around slowly.

"Can we talk?"

Mark swallowed hard. He hadn't expected Jackson to turn up here, let alone really willing to talk to him.

He got up from his chair and went to the door to close it. "Sure," he said when he was standing in front of Jackson - very close to him, as he noticed a moment later and took a step back for that matter. "Let's talk."

He buried his hands in his coat pockets and looked at Jackson curiously. "I'm really surprised to see you here to be honest," he admitted. "I thought I might never see you again, and it would have been my own fault, because I behaved like an idiot, and I'm really sorry..." He scratched the back of his neck. "Look, I was really drunk last night, and I appreciate, that you came for my rescue, but maybe you shouldn't have, because then I couldn't and wouldn't have literally attacked you. I really don't wanna lose you, Jackson, and I crossed a line... and if that's the reason for you to go to another hospital... take one of those offers, then maybe I should be the one to go, not you. You're an awesome surgeon, and they need you here."

That was an usual long rant for him, and he shook his head slightly. Kepner must have rubbed off on him.

Jackson Avery POV:

Jackson had no idea that Mark babbled when he was nervous. It was actually kind of endearing.

Hearing the man talk Jackson realized he had blamed himself for what went down between the two. Jackson was a grown-up. He was equally responsible for what happened.

"Look, I was really drunk last night, and I appreciate, that you came for my rescue, but maybe you shouldn't have, because then I couldn't and wouldn't have literally attacked you. I really don't wanna lose you, Jackson, and I crossed a line... and if that's the reason for you to go to another hospital... take one of those offers, then maybe I should be the one to go, not you. You're an awesome surgeon, and they need you here"

"You're being too hard on yourself" Jackson said "and it wasn't an attack...I could have stopped it if I wanted to" he could see his words process on Mark's face.

He could have pushed Mark away after the kiss. Made him sober up before the man carried him over to his sofa. Jackson could have done a million little things to stop Mark, but he didn't really want to.

Standing here now Jackson chastised himself for not telling Mark all this before.

Mark was willing to leave in order for Jackson to stay. The sentiment didn't go unnoticed and it made Jackson want to hug him.

"A big reason I want to be here Dr. Sloan is because you are" Jackson said "You're one of the only people who has ever truly believed in me and I don't take that for granted"

Jackson walked further into the room.

"I don't know what last night was, but we can erase it as a stupid mistake made by the both of us. I don't know Julia very well, but she seems like a nice girl and I don't want that to be messed up because of me"

Jackson had been the other person more then once in his life. Hell, he had even been the other person with Lexie and he was tired of playing that role.

Mark still looked nervous and unsure of what to do next. Jackson couldn't fault him, though. He never imagined for a minute that the two men would be in Mark's office discussing the nature of their relationship after a drunken make-out session.

"I'm willing to start over if you are" Jackson told Mark and he would learn to quell the feelings that had risen inside of him ever since that first kiss. His job and his friendship with Mark was far too important to risk on whatever temporary thing the two of them may have had.

It sucked big time, but Jackson really didn't have any other choice.

"If it's all the same I would like to get put back on your service tomorrow, if you want me"

Mark Sloan POV:

For a while, Mark just looked at Jackson... listened to him, to his words, and he was really, really glad and thankful, that Jackson obviously meant what he said. And that he wasn't mad at him.

"A big reason I want to be here Dr. Sloan is because you are. You're one of the only people who has ever truly believed in me and I don't take that for granted"

"I don't know what last night was,but we can erase it as a stupid mistake made by the both of us. I don't know Julia very well, but she seems like a nice girl and I don't want that to be messed up because of me"

When Jackson mentioned Julia, Mark started feeling queasy all of a sudden. He had to think about her maybe being pregnant again, and he just didn't know how to process that, let alone, be a family with a woman he really liked, but not loved. Not the way he had loved Lexie. And he didn't desire her the way he should. The way he desired Jackson right now. He just looked at him and all those thoughts, all those memories about last night kept floating his mind once again.

"I'm willing to start over if you are"

"If it's all the same I would like to get put back on your service tomorrow, if you want me"

Mark swallowed hard, before taking a step towards Jackson. "I'd love that," he whispered, coming even closer, until they were standing in front of each other. "And now I'm gonna hug you, Jackson. I'm gonna hug you really tight, because I missed you."

He opened his arms and welcomed Jackson in a tight embrace, pressing himself against Jackson's body. His heart was beating so fast, and he felt so close to him, felt a connection he hadn't felt in a very long time. Like that was exactly what he wanted, what he needed. He closed his eyes and inhaled Jackson's musky scent, and it was so captivating, almost enchanting.

When he started to let go slowly his cheek touched Jackson and all of a sudden their faces were only mere inches apart.

"Oh God, I..." Mark started, but stopped himself, still holding onto Jackson. "I should propably let you go right now."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not wanting to ever open his eyes again. He could almost feel the sizzle in the air and he knew that something was happening between them, something, that made it really hard for him to resist Jackson, because he felt so damn attracted to him. And not only physically, but Jackson was really like his better half. He looked out for him and he was there for him. They had so much fun when they were together, but they also could talk about serious things, and Mark was just glad he knew him.

"Do you want me to let go of you?" he asked, with his eyes still closed and feeling Jackson's breath on his skin because they were still so close to each other.

Jackson Avery POV:

"And now I'm gonna hug you, Jackson. I'm gonna hug you really tight, because I missed you."

Relief washed over Jackson as Mark went to hug him. He was not quite sure what he expected Mark to do. Reject his apology, or worst yet, accept it but tell Jackson it would be best to take one of the offers that the man had been debating.

Jackson returned the hug in kind. It was warm and comforting. It made the man realize that it wasn't too late for everything to be good again.

Mark smelled clean and slightly lemony. A product of the hand soap Jackson knew the man preferred.

It was okay to get lost in the moment. Just one small moment where Jackson could pretend something more could come from this.

"Oh God, I should probably let you go right now."

The sentence had jarred Jackson out of his thoughts and he became aware of Mark holding him tighter then he remembered. The feeling of Mark's cheek as it brushed against his own.

The heat was evident between the two and as Mark looked Jackson in the eyes the man could feel his stomach flutter.

"Do you want me to let go of you?"

Jackson knew the sensible answer to that question. It needed to stop before both men went too far to take anything back. If they did anything now it was going to change their relationship completely. Jackson knew the smart thing to do was to walk away.

Leave the office and put the final nail in the coffin of this thing between him and Mark.

The only problem was Jackson wanted this. He wanted this more then anything else in the world right now.

Jackson resisted once, but he wasn't a strong enough man to do it again.

"No, don't let go" Jackson whispered and this time it was Jackson who kissed Mark. It would all go to hell tomorrow, but he was going to enjoy this night.

Mark Sloan POV:

"No, don't let go" Mark heard Jackson say and then he felt Jackson's lips on his own, felt him kissing him like there was no tomorrow, and Mark couldn't do anything than respond to the kiss in every possible way.

He put his arms around Jackson even tighter and letting his hands slide up and down Jackson's back. God, that felt amazing. Absolutely great, and it felt so right. And it was exactly what Mark wanted in this moment. What he needed. Jackson. He wanted him, with all of his heart, and he wanted him now.

He let go of Jackson's lips and placed his hands on his cheeks. "Wait a moment," he whispered. "I'll be right back." He placed another kiss at Jackson's lips before he went to his office door, locking it with his key. He wanted to make sure that they were completely alone. That no one would come to disturb them, and his shift would end in a couple of minutes anyways. So if someone wanted something from him, he had to wait for it until tomorrow.

Slowly he moved towards Jackson again, who was now with his back to Mark's desk, and stretched one of his hands, to get him closer again. "Where were we?" he asked once he held Jackson in his arms again, gently stroking the back of his neck with one hand, while the other was resting on his hip.

"I think, you were about to kiss me again," Jackson replied, leaning forward and capturing one of his earlobes between his teeth, which sent shivers down Mark's spine. He was very sensitive at this spot, which Jackson couldn't know at all, but instinctively got totally right. When Jackson started licking his earcup and nibbling at his earlobe yet gain, Mark lost it. Completely. He felt so fucking hot, that he couldn't hold back any longer.

"God, Jackson, you're driving me crazy," he stated before pushing Jackson backwards until he was at his desk again and lifting him up, so he could sit on it. He waved all his stuff on the floor with one move and leaned closer to Jackson. "You have no idea how much I want you."

He kissed Jackson again with all of his passion and taking one of Jackson's hands that was around his neck to put it between his legs.

"Can you feel that?" he asked hungrily. "Can you feel how hard I am just because of you? You are all I think about," he admitted, not even thinking about the consequences. He wanted this, and he wanted to enjoy it. He wanted to enjoy Jackson as much as he could and he hoped from the bottom of his heart, that Jackson wouldn't pull back again. He needed this so badly to figure out what there was between him and Jackson.

Slowly he removed Jackson's lab coat, so it fell to the floor with a rustling sound, before one of his hands got a hold of Jackson's blue shirt and pushing it upwards, so he could feel the warm skin underneath it. His fingers trailed Jackson's abdominal muscles and he could hear Jackson breath in sharply.

"I want you so bad," he whispered into Jackson's ear before he started to kiss his neck and licking his way down to the collar of his shirt, before moving upwards again and kissing Jackson yet again. It had been forever since he was with another man, but he still knew exactly what to do to drive someone up the wall, and it was like he knew exactly what Jackson wanted. What he needed. It was incredible, intoxicating almost, and he just wanted more.

Jackson Avery POV:

Jackson liked Mark taking the lead.

It was something he would never say aloud, but it felt freeing knowing that somebody could guide him in the right direction. It had been so long since Jackson had been with another man.

That was Tyler and he was at least 5 years ago.

After Mark had locked the door and walked back over to Jackson the man captured Mark's earlobe between his lips and gave it a light suction.

As Jackson nibbled on it the moan that Mark made let Jackson know he had hit a spot that must have sent the man's body on edge.

"Jackson, you're driving me crazy"

Jackson couldn't help but smile at the compliment. That was the best thing about sex for Jackson. To watch somebody come completely apart because of him. It was intoxicating and Jackson had an addiction for it.

Being lifted onto Mark's desk Jackson wrapped both arms around Mark's neck and leaned into the man's kiss.

"Can you feel that?" Mark asked "Can you feel how hard I am just because of you? You are all I think about" he had placed Jackson's hand on his erection and Jackson could feel it in his grip.

Mark had taken Jackson's lab coat off and when Jackson felt the man's hand travel up and down his abdomen he hissed in pleasure.

This was real. This was happening and Jackson unzipped Mark's pants to reach inside and grab hold of the hot flesh causing Mark to tumble forward into Jackson.

"Take 'em off" Jackson whispered in Mark's ear and the older man didn't hesitate in shucking his pants off and kicking them to the side.

Standing there in his boxers and blue buttoned down Jackson grabbed the man's collar and pulled him in for another kiss before hopping off the desk and standing directly in front of Mark. Jackson was still nervous, but his lust was much more powerful and he really needed to feed it's craving.

Going down onto his knees Jackson pulled Mark's boxers down and finally took his first look at Mark's most prized possession.

It was rigid and if it could speak Jackson imagined it would be pleading desperately. Once Jackson took it into his mouth the words that Mark said were drowned out by his focus.

Jackson hadn't done this in some time, but it had to be something you never really forget. Mark tasted slightly salty and as Jackson ran his tongue over the flesh he tasted something subtly sweet.

Feeling Mark put a hesitant hand on the top of his head it spurred Jackson on. He wanted to make Mark feel good. It was all that mattered at the moment.

After a few minutes of the action Jackson was surprised to feel Mark lift him up again by his arms and kiss him feverishly before placing him back on the desk and laying atop of him.

Jackson felt Mark working on his pants and once the man got the button loose he pulled them off of Jackson's body. The two men now lay completely nude and feeling one another's skin made every nerve in Jackson's body stand on end.

Lifting one of Jackson's legs Mark was kissing his neck as Jackson wrapped his arms around Mark's back. That's when he heard the man speak.

"Can I?" Mark asked Jackson timidly. It was obvious the question Mark was asking and Jackson didn't falter in his answer. If Jackson was going to have Mark. He was going to have him completely.

"Yes, please"

Mark Sloan POV:

Mark felt Jackson unzipping his pants and when he reached inside and started touching him, his knees went weak and he stumbled forward, directly into Jackson who had - luckily - a good balance on his desk. He looked at him, taking in a deep breath when Jackson started talking again.

"Take 'em off"

Of course Mark didn't need to be asked twice and he shook off his pants, kicking them aside. He willingly let Jackson grab him and responded to the kiss with all passion inside of him. He watched Jackson sliding off his desk and going down onto his knees and stared at him wide eyed. Jackson wouldn't actually do what Mark thought he would, right? This was the first time they were close like that and Jackson really was about to... Before Mark could finish this thought, Jackson had already pulled off his boxers and before he could say a single word, Jackson had already taken him into his hot, wet mouth.

"Oh my god," Mark moaned, trying to grab something, anything, but all he could get was Jackson's head. So he put a hand on Jackson's head and closed his eyes. This was absolutely incredible and Mark couldn't believe this was really happening. Like they were actually doing it. But this wasn't a dream, it was way too real for that. Jackson was soo good at that. Jackson licked and sucked and kissed the sensitive flesh and Mark had to stop himelf from coming right there, right this moment, because it was so good.

Slowly, he grabbed Jackson's arms and pulled him into a standing position, so he could kiss him and lift him up again. He placed him on his desk gently, without breaking the kiss, and started to working open his pants the same time. He pulled them off completely, noticing that Jackson didn't wear shorts and it turned him on even more. Jackson was hard and he enjoyed the sight for only a moment, before turning to meet Jackson's gaze again and lovingly stroking his face. Jackson was beautiful, and Mark had always known that, but seeing him in this position now, seeing him like that, made his heart fill with warmth. Jackson was his, and he wouldn't let him go, no matter what.

He freed Jackson of the last piece of clothing - his shirt - before leaning over him again and lifting one of his legs.

"Can I?" he asked, feeling his voice shaking. He was so fucking horny, and he wanted him so bad. He could feel his cock throb with anticipation and gave it a few slow strokes, before he got a hold of Jackson's cock and started touching it.

"Yes, please," he heard Jackson respond and kissed him yet again.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good," he whispered into Jackson's ear and reached to the end of his desk, to get one of his drawers open.

"What are you doing?" Jackson asked, looking slightly confused, but then Mark took out the little bottle of lube and the condom and held it in front of Jackson's eyes.

"You have lube here?" Jackson wanted to know and he raised an eyebrow.

Mark grinned dirtily. "You never know what you will need it for... sometimes I get really lonely... and then there are this thoughts..." he started talking, leaning close to Jackson again. "Thoughts what I would do if you were just here."

"Like what?" Jackson's voice was husky and showed Mark just how much the younger resident wanted this to happen.

"I imagined you in exactly this position. Naked on my desk, with your legs spread wide open and waiting for me to fuck you. Or me sitting in my chair and you on top of me, riding this big, hard cock of mine..." In demonstration he rubbed his dick against Jackson's, causing the younger man to moan out loud. "Would you like that?"

"God, yes!" Jackson pleaded, placing a hand on Mark's cheek. "Do it!"

Mark grinned. "Do what?" he asked, while licking at Jackson's Adam's apple, feeling the vibration when Jackson let out another moan.

"All of the above and more. Fuck me!" Jackson replied.

Mark opened the lube and put something on one of his fingers, rubbing it against Jackson's hole, before entering him with one digit. He could feel a little resistance, not letting Jackson out of his sight for a single second.

"Relax, Baby... Relax and open up for me," he instructed thim, feeling Jackson respond to his words by losing up, so he could push his finger into him even further, causing Jackson to rear up. He started moving his finger in and out of Jackson, adding a second one shortly after and starting to thrust into Jackson, until Jackson let out a strangled moan and suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Mark wide-eyed.

"Oh God, Mark, do... that... again, please," he said breathlessely and of course Mark obeyed, pushing his fingers back into Jackson and silencing his cry of pleasure with another kiss. His body already started shaking and all of a sudden Jackson grabbed Mark's wrist and looked at him. "Stop! Or I'm gonna come before you even got started."

Mark nodded smiling and withdraw his fingers from Jackson's body before grabbing the condom.

"Let me do that," he heard Jackson say and looked at him, watching him rip open the wrapper and taking it out. When he felt Jackson's fingers on his cock, rolling the thin sheath onto him, he had to close his eyes, or he might have come undone right then.

He felt Jackson's hands in his neck, pulling him down and kissed him tenderly before placing himself in between Jackson's legs. He grabbed the lube once again and put something onto him, before looking at Jackson.

"Are you sure?" he asked once again, because he just wanted Jackson to know what he was doing here, and Jackson nodded.

"Yes, Mark. I'm sure... stop asking that, I'm a grown up man and I know what I want. And I want you."

Mark leaned over him, grabbing his leg again and lifting it up so he had better access. He positioned himself at Jackson's entrance and with a last look at Jackson he started entering him, slowly, carefully. He didn't know if Jackson had ever been with a man before - they hadn't talked about it - but he knew it could be painful nevertheless, and he wanted to give him the time to adjust to his size.

Jackson Avery POV:

Jackson couldn't believe that Mark could make his body feel so many sensations with just two fingers.

He knew he was begging at a certain point, but he didn't care. He needed to feel Mark completely. He wanted everything the man had to offer and more.

Jackson never remembered it feeling so good and so consuming.

The first time Mark breached him Jackson could feel a burn that reminded him of a good workout.

"Are you sure?"

Jackson couldn't hold back the slight annoyance in his voice

"Yes, Mark. I'm sure... stop asking that, I'm a grown up man and I know what I want. And I want you."

Jackson meant every word,he was old enough to know what he was doing and what the consequences would be. Having Mark like this was worth it.

Jackson did appreciate how concerned the man was, though. It was telling in the way that Mark started out with one slow thrust.

Working a little bit more of himself inside Jackson.

Jackson opened his legs wider in order for Mark to get better access and the man kissed him as a thank you. Once Mark was fully inside he looked down at smiled at the younger man.

"I can't believe this is actually happening" Mark said.

"Me either" Jackson responded "but I'm so glad it is"

Mark started to thrust slowly and Jackson could feel every one.

"Harder Mark, harder" Jackson said feeling the first beads of sweat align his forehead.

Why hadn't the two done this sooner? Like the very first moment they had met.

Mark had increased the speed and now was powering into Jackson with a force that sent Jackson bouncing on the desk. Lifting his legs Jackson wrapped them around Mark and followed that by wrapping his hands around Mark's neck.

"You're so amazing" Jackson could hear Mark whisper to him right before he grabbed Jackson's erection and began to pump it in time with his thrusts.

Jackson's head felt like it was filled with raw nerve. Everything felt amplified and with each pump of Mark's hand Jackson felt himself getting closer.

"I'm so close" Jackson said as he lifted his ass for Mark and he felt Mark go even faster.

"Almost there" Mark told him "Almost there"

A few more minutes and Jackson couldn't hold himself together any longer and shot across his stomach and Mark's chest. The action triggered Mark to give a few more thrusts and follow Jackson into his climax.

Feeling Mark collapse on his chest Jackson wrapped his arm around the man's shoulder.

"That was amazing" Mark said.

"Yes it was" Jackson responded and kissed the top of the man's head.