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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"I would very much like for you to straddle my face and ride it until you come," he says, one eyebrow arched. "If that sounds appealing."

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It does, actually, and she's never done it before. Mac wonders if Jackson can tell and she decides he probably can, since she blushes and giggles nervously.

"All right. Who am I to deny a man what he's asking for?"

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The blush and the giggle are dead give aways and Jackson grins as he settles himself on his back.

"Your chariot awaits," he says.

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Mac shifts so her knees are on either side of his head and carefully lowers herself down. "Don't let me crush you, Jackson. I mean it."

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Laughing, he presses a kiss against her inner thigh before lifting his head and brushing his lips against her cunt.

"Don't worry so much, darlin."

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"It would be a terrible way to suffocate," Mac says, rocking against him a little. She's cautious, yes, but it feels good and she wants it more than she's embarrassed.

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He can think of worse but he doesn't say it, both hands on her ass to pull her more firmly down onto his mouth, cunt spread and ready for him by the angle of her thighs.

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All right, well, if he's comfortable like this, Mac is more than okay with it. "Holy fuck, your fucking mouth. Jesus. How are you so good at this?"

She supposes the question is rhetorical on account of his mouth being occupied.

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He teases her with his tongue for a moment before letting his head drop.

"I want to hear you talk dirty to me or I'm gonna stop."

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"Oh fuck, I should have just been quiet," Mac says, wondering if she can keep it up for long enough. "Fuck, eat me. Get your tongue in my cunt."

She closes her eyes and that makes it easier.

[allfleshandblood]

He's always torn between laughing and being crazily turned on when she talks like this. His fingers tighten on her ass and he does exactly as instructed.

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"Fuck, yes, need you," Mac says, feeling utterly ridiculous. "Faster. Suck me."

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He groans on answer, the sound muffles by the press of his mouth against her cunt. His fingers stray into the cleft of her ass, stroking.

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Mac whimpers and pushes herself down a little more, losing her inhibition. "Fuck me, Jackson. Make it good. Suck me and get me off."

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It doesn't come as naturally to her as it does to other women that he's known, but he doesn't care, not when she's saying it like that. He can feel the way she's moving change, and he doesn't do anything to try and guide her, other than redouble his efforts with lips and tongue.

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That's enough, the shift in angle and how he's just relentless and Mac rides his face for a few moments longer while she comes; this is possibly one of the filthier things she's done lately and dirty talking makes her feel exposed and vulnerable.

[allfleshandblood]

He doesn't stop until he's sure she's through it, and then he guides her back to sit on his torso, his fingers curled lightly around her thighs, mouth and chin soaked with her.

"Good?"

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"What do you think?" Mac asks, sliding back a little so she's not sitting directly on his face. "Excellent. Amazing. Perfect."

[allfleshandblood]

"Well, thank you," he says, and can't help looking quite so pleased with himself. He reaches up to pull her down for a kiss without pausing to wipe his mouth. "I swear you bring out the worst in me."

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"Please, you were completely depraved before I got hold of you," Mac says, kissing him again just because she can. "It's me you've corrupted."

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"Are you honestly complaining?" he asks her, running his hand over her bare ass as they kiss. "Darlin', it's clear how much you're enjoyin' the training."

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"So we're training me?" Mac asks, amused by that description. "Am I yours, then? To keep?"

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Personally, Jackson thinks they've made remarkable progress. He grins up at her.

"I don't know," he asks. "Are you?"

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"Possibly? Absolutely," Mac decides. "I am absolutely yours if you want me."

[allfleshandblood]

"I want you," he says. "Every single filthy, depraved way I can think of having you here and the rest, too. All of it. Even clothed."