Jack felt arousal spiking through him, clouding his mind with the wanting, wanting this man, all of him, black and tarry, rotted with disuse, glorious and fractured and spilling out of the cracks.

“Saw you out there in the garden. Looked so damn...fine," he said, quietly. "Was…”

“If it were up to him, he'd keep Jack locked in a cage forever, where no one cou…”

“Okay." He let his eyes close and it was a relief; not just of relief of minutes…”

“You got a better word for a guy who's swept my chimney five times in one night?…”