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"You are," Mac says, leaning over and kissing him softly. "Grateful for that, you have no idea."

He smiles into the kiss, fingers brushing her loose hair back from her face.

"You could tell me," he says. "Or, better yet, you could show me."

"You're just trying to get a blow job," Mac accuses gently, giving him a sly little smile. "Aren't you?"

"Among other things," he says, loving that look on her face. "Knight in shinin' armour surely deserves some manner of reward?"

"You're terrible," Mac teases, pushing lightly at his shoulder so he's laying flat again. "But you're right, you deserve a reward and I'm inclined to give it to you."

He's perfectly happy to let her press him back on the bed; he loves his sex life the way it is, but, sometimes, he does have a flicker of wishing she was more assertive sometimes. Here, at least.

"Yes, Ma'am," he says. "Whatever you say."

Mac arches a brow. "I am not old enough for ma'am, Dr. Jackson. Think that one over again." This isn't the way they normally are but she's feeling playful tonight.

"How do you want it? I might take suggestions."

He huffs a laugh.

"Mmmmm. Yes, Miz McHale," he grins, lifting his head. "God, I just want my cock in your mouth. How many different ways can you go about it?"

"Really? Because I can tell you about six different ways I can go about blowing you," Mac says, laughing warmly. She dips her head and starts kissing her way down his chest and stomach.

"But I'm nice, so I'll show you. I'm a hell of a tease."

"Damn straight," he says, lifting his hips a little as she kisses her way down. "Wouldn't have you any other way, darlin'."

Mac licks a slow stripe up his cock and flicks her tongue a little against the head, not giving him the satisfaction of her closing her mouth around him. "See? Complete tease. Horrible."

He groans softly, lifting his head a little to watch her as she rubs her mouth over his cock.

"Just as long as you're okay with the consequences."

"I live for consequences," Mac says, drawing him into her mouth and sucking for a moment before pulling away and blowing lightly.

"Now, are you tired of me fucking around?"

"I would very much like for you to put your mouth on my cock," he says, eyebrows arched. "Please."

Mac is aware that her punishment is probably going to be severe for this so she imagines she'd better enjoy it while she can. Then again, she'll like the punishment too, so there's no real threat there. She cups his hips in her hands and slides her mouth down on him, sucking lightly. She'll swallow later but for now, she just wants to enjoy this.

"Jesus, Mac," he says, lifting his hand over his head, wrapping his fingers around the bedframe, rocking up towards her mouth.

Mac loves encouragement and she sucks a little harder, drawing him as deep as she can and letting him brush against the back of her throat.

He has always loved a woman with control of her gag reflex. He pushes his fingers into her hair and pulls her mouth down onto his cock.

Mac has never had trouble with this. Actually, she's always really liked doing this for a man she cares about and she cares more for Jackson than anyone she's really been with since, well. Since Will. So it's sort of a big deal to her.

Mac relaxes herself as much as she can, encouraging him to just fuck her mouth.

He's been with her enough times, knows her well enough, that he knows when she's ready for it, knows when he can really let go. He holds her head in place, rocking his hips up, fucking her mouth as deep as he can.

Max swallows, only pulling her mouth away slowly and after he's come. She wipes her own a little. "Good, right?"

"Goddamn," he says, arching his back and grinning at her. "Better than good, and you know it."

"Well, I am uniquely talented," Mac agrees, beaming at him. "But I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"I always Like it, darlin," he says, leaning in to brush his mouth against hers in a light kiss. "What next?"

"It wasn't for want of return," Mac says, laughing softly. "But if you want to reciprocate, I'm completely open to that."