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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"This," Mac says, coloring. "I like the idea of possibly being caught, of someone seeing me."

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"Is that right," he says, eyes glued between her legs. "We should fuck outside more."

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"I should not have told you that," Mac says, groaning and moving her fingers faster now.

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"Damn straight you shouldn't," he says. "I'm making a note."

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"God. You're terrible," Mac murmurs, unable to even get a little angry.

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"You love it," he points out. "Or you wouldn't be doing this?"

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"No, I wouldn't. You like me enough now that if I put up too much of a protest, you'd stop," Mac says, laughing a bit.

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"You know I would," he says, still watching her. "I keep waitin' for you to protest. Fuck yourself with your fingers, darlin'."

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"There's not a lot I won't do for love," Mac admits, fucking herself as he asked. "Not...much I wouldn't do for you."

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"I do relish the opportunity to feel out your boundaries, Mac," he says, getting up off the bed and moving behind the camera, using the zoom just like she showed him to close in a little on the movement of her fingers.

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Mac squeezes her eyes shut and just concentrates on what she's feeling. God, this is hot. So hot. "I'm so close again, Jackson. May I?"

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He nods.

"You may. But look right into the camera as you do it."

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That's all it takes, really, and Mac looks at the camera, arching up one last time and coming.

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He lets her work herself through it, eyes on her the whole time.

"What do you think's coming next, Mac?"

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"Don't know," she admits breathlessly. "Whatever it is you want to give me?"

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"I believe you wanted my cock in your ass?" he asks her, kneeling on the bed beside her again.

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"Yeaaah," Mac says, beaming at him. "Am I going to get it?"

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"You know you are," he says, palming her breast as he bends to kiss her. "Deep enough that you'll be able to taste it."

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"Care..." Mac starts, then trails off. She has to start trusting that she's safe in his hands no matter what they do and she's starting now.

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"I want you on camera tied tight," he murmurs, lips smudging against hers. "Bound and gagged, blindfolded and completely at my mercy."

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Mac whimpers softly. "Whatever you want, Captain. At your mercy."

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"You can keep callin' me Captain, all you like," he says, fondling her breast again before he guides her arms up over her head and lashes them to the bedframe.

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"Maybe not all the time," Mac says, holding still so he can truss her up. "But now, yes. Captain, sir."

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"Good girl," he says, dealing with her legs, bending her knees and lifting so that she's spread open and bound tight, right where the camera can see her. "How does that feel?"

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"It's fine. I'm not uncomfortable," she promises. "I can bear it."