for Jackson - after sex plot

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It's been a strange few days. Mac woke up to the island gone completely mad, with people changing ages and sexes and her own boyfriend had been a girlfriend and there was some strange fluidity in her sexual orientation that was more than a little unsettling.

Still, it's worked out so far and while she misses being with Jackson as she knows him, she isn't exactly going to break up with him (her?) over the lack of a penis. She'll just have to get used to life without it, if the island doesn't revert back to normal.

Right now, she's settled in bed with a book on current foreign policy; it's a new one by Vali Nasr that isn't even published yet when she's from and it's fascinating. She's making notes all in the margins and pities the poor soul who wants to read it afterward.

Then again, there are few on the island as passionate and nerdy about Middle Eastern diplomacy than she is.

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"It's because I...it's because of how I feel about you," Mac says, flushing a little. "That's why I trust you."

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"Mmmmm." He kisses down between her bare tits, down over her still flat belly.

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"Kiss me, please?" Mac wonders if she should even make requests, considering, but she loves kissing him when that's all she can focus on.

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Without hesitation, he leans up and kisses her on the mouth, palming her breast and squeezing, rubbing her nipple between his fingers.

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Mac sighs against his mouth and her hips move, seeking him out even if she can't see him.

"Fuck, you're good at this."

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"You're very lucky," he says, smirking down at her blindfolded face as he squeezes her breast, bending his head to suck on her nipple. "I want you absolutely soaking before I touch your cunt."

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"Don't I know it?" Mac says, whimpering a little and wishing her hands were free so she could touch him.

"Oh...oh that feels nice. Well on the way to soaking."

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He loves those breathy little noises that she makes. He kisses along the curve of her breast.

"You can feel free to keep me updated on the state of your cunt."

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"I've never done the weather report," Mac says breezily. "But you might need an umbrella. Wet down there. Very, very wet."

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"Mmmhmm," he says, trailing one hand up the inside of her thigh, almost to her cunt but stopping short to slap her lightly instead. "Get these properly spread."

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The one good thing about having her legs free is she can tease a little with this but since what he wants is exactly what she wants, Mac decides she's not going to fuck around with it. She slides her thighs apart.

"Spread enough?"

[allfleshandblood]

This time, the slap is lighter but it's right against her cunt.

"Wider."

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Mac lets out a surprised little squeak and shifts her legs apart a little more, just as he asked. She never quite expects it when he slaps her there.

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"Good girl," he says, pressing his hand against her hip to keep her against the bed as he bends down to suck on one nipple and then the other.

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"A very, very good girl," Mac promises. She really is, in the grand scheme. Sure, she likes to push at the boundaries some but at the end of the day she'd rather just be his and be whatever he wants.

"God, Jackson, need you."

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"I know it's not fair," says Jackson, brushing his fingers over her cunt, light as he can manage, "But I want to spank you. Even if you are a good girl."

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"Reminder of consequences?" Mac suggests. It's hardly like he needs to justify it to her. Their dynamic is complicated but she doesn't think that Jackson ever holds it against her when she does actually misbehave.

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"You feel like you need a reminder, Mac?" he asks her, pinching her nipple, twisting it a little. "Would it be...instructional?"

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"Ah, um, yes," Mac decides quickly. She thinks it would be, honestly, since she does try to stay out of trouble as much as possible.

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"You like it, don't you?" he asks her, tweaking her other nipple, then both of them together, tugging lightly. "Being spanked? You like how it makes you feel."

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"God, you know I do. I live for it," she murmurs, twisting a little under his hands. He's very, very good with his hands both to her benefit and detriment.

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"And you don't care which bit of you it is that gets slapped, either, do you?" he says. He left enough slack when he tied her that it's easy to flip her onto her belly on the bed. He catches her with a sharp slap across her ass.

"Legs spread, Mac. Let's go."

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Mac slides her legs further apart and wriggles a bit, more to tease him than out of any discomfort herself. She's perfectly settled, so far as that goes.

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He sits back a little, just wanting to watch her for a second.

"Get your knees under you. I want to see your tits too, Mac."

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"Are you going to slap them?" she asks, shifting so she can rise up on her knees. She doesn't mind if he does. Jackson seems to know what she can and cannot handle and doesn't seem to be in the business of hurting her.