“I take it the date didn’t go well.”

Harrison jumped in surprise at Jack’s voice and glared at the other man. “You know, a little warning goes a long way to preventing heart attacks.”

The familiar, easy grin surfaced on Jack’s face as he replied, “True. But then you’d miss out on life’s little surprises.”

“Like?” Harrison asked, continuing his walk back to his house.

Falling into step with him, Jack answered, “Like this. I was out to grab something to drink and I see you walking all alone. Figured that couldn’t be good. I take it she didn’t like the dinner?”

Harrison groaned and bitched, “I don’t get it! I mean, okay, I talked a little about the luck I had at the races and everything, but she was completely off-base.”

Jack’s grin broadened and he put his arm around Harrison’s shoulder as he said, “Women don’t usually like it when you talk about something, or someone, else on an anniversary.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Harrison agreed.

The arm over his shoulder was comfortable and he didn’t feel inclined to tell Jack to remove it. Funny how that worked. One of Tru’s friends and he was exactly what Harrison wanted in a friend of his own. Well, not like he didn’t have friends, he just didn’t have friends. Jack was great. Easy to talk to, had the same interests, didn’t judge him on anything, and best of all, he was lucky.

They got to his place a few minutes later and once there, Jack took his arm away and said, “So I’ll see you around, Harrison.”

A little awkward, Harrison suggested, “Uh, hey. You want to come in?”

The smirk that twisted Jack’s lips sent a flush of heat through Harrison, as did Jack’s knowing, “Sure. Why not?”

Almost wishing that he’d cleaned up a little, Harrison led the way inside.

Jack didn’t comment on the mess, he just said, “Nice digs.”

“Thanks, man,” Harrison replied, grateful for the blind eye. “I wasn’t expecting anyone.”

“Hey, I understand.”

And the light in the pale blue eyes told Harrison that Jack really did understand. That maybe, he understood a little too much. Before Harrison could say anything, Jack closed the distance between them, crowding him up against the wall. Jack was a pretty big guy in comparison and Harrison swallowed, a little nervous. Not like Jack was a body builder or anything, but there were definite muscles under that brown jacket and plaid shirt.

Not to mention that...aura...that the other man gave off like a beacon. It was power and Harrison had always been attracted to power. It was sexy as shit, especially on Jack with that crooked grin and knowing gaze.

The kiss was hot and heavy from the start. Jack seized his mouth and possessed it, thrusting his tongue inside and pressing all the way against Harrison. Moaning into the kiss, Harrison’s legs spread in invitation, which Jack took him up on by sliding a thigh between. Harrison wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck and kissed him back, tasting and licking inside the other man’s mouth. Strong hands gripped his ass, provoking a shudder and a gasped, “Bedroom! Now!”

Jack chuckled, nipping at his lips with sharp teeth and looking at him through hooded eyes. “Patience is a virtue, Harrison.”

“Didn’t you hear? I don’t have any of that.”

“Good. Just so we’re on the same page.”

“Fuck me.”

“We’re on the same page.”

The race to the bedroom took place amidst clothes being dropped and bites and kisses being exchanged. Harrison felt fucked even before his naked body hit the mattress. Jack was all over him, his mouth sucking and biting over his chest and nipples while his hand jacked Harrison hard and fast. Completely out of control, Harrison moaned and thrust into the tight grip on his cock. Just as he was about to come, Jack twisted painfully hard and he gasped in shock, his erection deflating more than a little. Glaring, he demanded, “What the hell did you do that for?”

That same smirk reappeared as Jack replied, “Condoms, buddy. Where are they?”

“Hey, I might not have any virtue, but I’m not stupid. Top drawer. Lube’s there too.”

“Well, we’ll see about using the lube.”

Before he could protest the comment, or the positively dark look in Jack’s eyes, the other man had returned to playing with Harrison’s body, distracting him easily. It wasn’t long before he was flipped onto his stomach and that was when Harrison realized just how strong Jack really was. Shuddering in lust as hands roughly massaged his ass, Harrison’s legs again spread as he begged, “Fuck me, Jack! God, please!”

A warm, dark chuckle filled the air just before something very wet and limber pushed into his ass and it wasn’t a cock. Harrison nearly jumped out of his skin as Jack ate him out, panting and moaning at the incredible sensation. There was no hesitation on Jack’s part and that made it even hotter, the tongue digging into him and opening him up with more ease than any finger. Teeth entered the picture and Harrison jerked in response, his breath stopping at the nearly-painful bite.

“Mmm. No virtue and a slut. I like that combination,” Jack teased, kissing and biting his way up Harrison’s back. “I’m guessing you’re pretty limber, too, right?”

Gathering his thoughts with effort, Harrison nodded as he heard the condom package ripped open.

“Good. Turn over.”

Harrison turned over.

Staring down at him, his cock hard and bobbing directly over Harrison’s, Jack didn’t do anything for a long moment. He just gazed at Harrison before murmuring, “You’re beautiful, Harrison, like quicksilver. No one can ever pin you down, can they?”

“No, not really,” Harrison confirmed, a little unsure where Jack was going with it, as well as embarrassed by the ‘beautiful’ comment.

Leaning forward, Jack pulled Harrison’s legs up and bent down to kiss him as his cock breached Harrison’s body. Moaning into the kiss, really feeling the burn, he felt split open in more ways than one. Jack was possessing him more than anyone ever had, thrusting in and out of his body without pause. The kissing was endless and when there were brief moments to gasp for air, those steady, unreadable blue eyes lingered on his.

Harrison could feel the orgasm building again, sizzling through the base of his spine as he arched against Jack, hooking his legs around the other’s waist and digging in with his heels. Jack grunted as his force increased, fucking Harrison harder and harder, but didn’t break the kiss. Shouting Jack’s name as he came harder than he had in a long time, Harrison arched up again, his body taut and his heart stuttering as his seed spilled between them, splattering them both.

Jack humped into him, barely moving, then bit Harrison’s lip, breaking through the skin as he lunged one last time into his body and came, silent.

With his heart thundering in his chest, Harrison couldn’t even string two words together, let alone a sentence to complain about the throbbing in his lip and his ass. His legs slid down off Jack’s body, falling to the side. He knew that he’d be really lucky if Jack hadn’t torn him, but couldn’t summon the energy to care.

Heavy on top of him, Jack didn’t move for a few minutes, but Harrison didn’t really mind, which was strange. He’d never been one for cuddling after sex, not with guys anyhow. When Jack finally did move, pulling slowly out of him, Harrison had the urge to protest, but kept his mouth shut.

Settling against him after disposing of the condom, Jack sighed deeply and grinned at him. “Nice.”

Harrison laughed. “Gee, thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” Jack replied, gently caressing his face before leaning in for another kiss, licking at the cut in apology. “I wish…”

Curious when Jack trailed off, Harrison prompted, “What?”

Quirking a grin at him, Jack shook his head. “Nothing. I was just going to say that sometimes I wish my life was different. Times like this.”

An unaccountable flush ran through Harrison’s face as he saw that Jack was serious. He didn’t really know what Jack meant by that, but he did know that it was something profound. He was sincere this time as he replied, “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” Jack repeated softly.

Harrison was drifting off to sleep when he felt Jack curl even closer, putting a leg over him possessively as the other man kissed his earlobe and murmured, “Just one night, Harrison, that’s all I get for myself. I’m sorry, man.”

Too exhausted to even try and figure that out, it had been a long day even before the sex, Harrison fell the rest of the way into darkness.

* * * *

The memory flashed through Harrison’s mind in a split second and the anger he felt for Jack wasn’t just because he’d found out that the man was fighting against his sister. It was tinged with betrayal, because the night that he’d thought had been the start of something, even though he’d had no idea of what, hadn’t been anything of the sort.

When all was said and done, when the threats, implied and directly stated, had been given on both sides, and Jack was walking away from him, Harrison wanted to shout at him. He wanted to shout at Jack that fate wasn’t some fixed thing, that it was like Davis said, fluid and changeable. He wanted to shout at Jack to stay with him, to change sides, or at least be neutral and stay with him.

Biting back all those words and more, Harrison watched as Jack walked away and thought, I guess it was just one night after all.

He went to find Tru, ignoring the newest hole in his heart.