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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[allfleshandblood]

"What exactly was it that you were missing then, darlin'?" he asks her, bending down to press a kiss against her bare collarbone.

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"Being deprived of your cock," Mac says sweetly. "But I like to think I was actually getting good at going down on you by the end of it, right?"

[allfleshandblood]

"You're a quick learner," he says, tugging the strap of her top down off her shoulder so he can suck at that bare skin. "And you take instruction well. But I prefer what you do with my cock."

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"I like getting fucked," Mac says, whimpering a little at the feel of his mouth. God. It's like she can't get enough of him.

"I crave it."

[allfleshandblood]

"Crave's a strong word," he says, loving the whimper, when he's still in pants and she's still fully dressed. He lets his mouth trail over her skin.

"What else you cravin', darlin'?"

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"I want to suck your cock and have you fuck me and I want your mouth all over me," Mac says boldly. It's not something she's usually so comfortable with but she missed him enough to tamp down her usual shyness.

"Please?"

[allfleshandblood]

"Yes, ma'am," he says, grinning, tugging her shirt down lower, baring her breasts to his wandering mouth. "What else? I mean it, I'm lookin' for a celebration."

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"Well, I want you to fuck me in my cunt first," Mac decides, pretending like she's laboring over the decision. "And when you've had a chance to recover, then I want it in my ass."

[allfleshandblood]

He growls against her skin, nipping lightly, his hands on her hips to press her back against the bed.

"Sounds like a good start," he says. "We can figure out the rest of it. What else I want to do to you."

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"I hope you're going to get that mouth of yours on me," Mac says hopefully. He's so talented with it and it's been a long time since she's been with someone as generous as Jackson is in bed.

"I'm going to put you through your paces. Or you'll put me through mine, whichever."

[allfleshandblood]

"Well, we both know which way you prefer it, darlin'," he says, his hand trailing down her thigh to pull it higher as she bends his head to kiss her nipples, teasing them harder with the tip of his tongue.

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"We do," Mac agrees. There's no point in lying to him, not when she's already this pliant and eager for him to do exactly what he's insinuating.

"Mmm, Jackson. So good with your mouth."

[allfleshandblood]

"You're easy," he teases, nipping at her nipple, sucking on it harder. "And you're also wearin' far too many clothes, darlin'."

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"Pregnant. Apparently the hormones make me want to rub myself against anything stationary," Mac says, shifting a little and hooking her hand in her pants to tug them down. She can't because he's on top of her.

"Little help?"

[allfleshandblood]

"Long as it's me you're rubbin' up on, darlin'," he says, straightening to pull her pants down her legs, stripping her from the waist down.

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"Yes. Just you," she promises, squirming a little. "I wouldn't want anyone else. Just you. Even when you didn't have a penis."

[allfleshandblood]

He loves when she squirms like that. He pushes her thighs wider apart, gathering her shirt up to press it up over her tits.

"Good girl," he says.

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"I aim to be," Mac says, a little softer than before. She gives him a smile, squirming a little more. "Do you want to see how good I can be?"

[allfleshandblood]

He's not stupid - he knows how powerful those words can be where Mac's concerned.

"What're you suggesting?" he asks, bending his head to kiss her tits, teasing her nipples with his tongue.

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Mac whimpers for a moment, completely distracted by his mouth. It's absolutely unfair how he can send her thoughts scattering at a moment's notice.

"I...what do you want me to do for you?"

[allfleshandblood]

He loves that just playing with her nipples can have this effect on her. He stays right where he is, sucking up a mark on the curve of one breast. Marking her as his.

"You know what I like," he points out. "You know what gets me going. What gets us both going."

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"A little direction for this evening might be nice," Mac says, reaching out and ruffling her fingers through his hair. "Do you want to tie me up? I could be tied."

[allfleshandblood]

"You want to be ordered?" he teases, rubbing his thumbs over her damp nipples. "You know I love tying you up. What else could you be?"

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"Yours," Mac says softly, meeting his eyes with hers. She doesn't always do that in bed but she feels like it's necessary right now. "I could be yours."

[allfleshandblood]

"Darlin', you're always mine," he says, grinning, leaning down to kiss her. "That ain't nothin' new."