Fics like the sweet escape is always laced (with a familiar taste of poison)

Mac hung up and threw the phone on the nightstand before sitting on the bed next to Jack. “We have a problem, and there’s only one way to solve it.” Jack frowned, his cheeks flushed in a way that was entirely too distracting. “What is it?” Mac tore his gaze away from his partner and stared at the wall across from them. “The stuff you inhaled at the lab… it was an experimental drug made from pollen. It’s meant to increase breeding rates in endangered animals.” His hands, which rested on his thighs, clenched into fists. “It’s why your temperature and heart rate are elevated—you’ll probably start to have other symptoms soon. If you don’t get the pollen out of your system, you’ll eventually go into cardiac arrest.” He breathed in and out, and pushed all the feelings he had for Jack as far down as he could. “I’m sure if I go down to the motel office, I can pay someone to come in and…” He trailed off, unable to finish that sentence. He wanted Jack, he’d loved him for years, but he knew Jack didn’t look at him the same way—why would he? (AKA: The Sex Pollen One)

Fics like the sweet escape is always laced (with a familiar taste of poison)

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