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[Private to Lorne]

I love just lying in your arms, breathing you in.

[ooc: Bedtime.]

[Private to Ianto]

I love looping my arms around your waist and kissing your hair.

[ooc: Goodnight.]</small

[Private to Lorne]

I love brushing my lips across your collar bones.

[ooc: My connection has been fussy tonight so I may disappear unexpectedly.]

[Private to Ianto]

I love trailing my fingers up your spine.

[ooc: Gotcha. *crosses fingers for connection*]

[Private to Lorne]

I love relaxing into you.

[Private to Ianto]

I love feeling you so warm against me.

[Private to Lorne]

I love you, baby. I love you so much.

[Private to Ianto]

I love you too, darling. So much.

[Private to Lorne]

I love making love with you, touching you, your beautiful body . . . Christ, love. I miss you.

[Private to Ianto]

I miss you too, babe. God, I miss holding you. I miss being able to see you and touch you and smell you...fuck, I just miss you.

[Private to Lorne]

I'm mailing the application tomorrow. It was slow at work today: I had plenty ot time to work on it.

God, I hope they get back to me soon. I'm not sure how much more of this I can bear.

[Private to Ianto]

One step closer then.

I have an appointment with Weir tomorrow. I'm going to ask her about staying on if I resign.

[Private to Lorne]

Oh, God. It's so real.

What do you think she'll say?

[Private to Ianto]

I have no idea. I hope she'll say that she'll do whatever she can.

I had hoped Sheppard would help me out with this too, but...he wasn't as supportive as I thought he'd be.

[Private to Lorne]

Oh. Did he say why?

[Private to Ianto]

He didn't, but Martha suggested it might be because he was thinking that he'd have to explain to her why you could come out here to be with me, but she couldn't come out here to be with him.

Not an issue anymore, I suppose, but I think she might have been right.

[Private to Lorne]

*sighs* We're not in competition. I hate that, when she gets to comparing the four of us. No two relationships are the same, even if they appear so on the surface.

[Private to Ianto]

No, we're not. And I wish he wouldn't think that way either. It would really be nice to know he's got my back on this.

[Private to Lorne]

He's not going to give us a hard time if I actually come there, is he?

I hate thinking like this.

[Private to Ianto]

I don't think so. I mean, he didn't seem like he was actively opposed to it. He just didn't offer to help at all. He pretty much just foisted me off on Weir.

I don't know really. I've always been able to count on him. I don't know how to read his indifference.

[Private to Lorne]

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

Maybe it is upsetting, the notion of me being able to come and Martha not.

[Private to Ianto]

I think it's more likely he's upset with himself for not wanting her out here. Because if he wanted her here, he'd be able to swing it pretty easily. Hell, we've got enough doctors with enough specialties here, she could probably pretty much finish med school out here.

*sighs* It's kind of silly, but I really wanted him to offer to come with me when I talk to Weir. Just to show support.

[Private to Lorne]

It's not silly. He's your friend and you're doing something difficult. Of course you want support.

Their relationship has never been a truly smooth one.

[Private to Ianto]

I'm sure it will go just fine though. Weir's never been a big fan of the military anyway.

Yeah. Kinda makes ours look simple sometimes.

[Private to Lorne]

Oh, lord, poor John and Martha.