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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 don't think so," he says, grinning. "Now I need to decide what I want to have you do on the back of that pretty promise."

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"Something insane, I'm sure." Jackson is nothing if not insanely creative.

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"Something I'll enjoy watching back," he says, pulling out of her and slapping her ass for good measure.

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"Well, you made a mess of me. Maybe I could get myself off and slide my fingers through all that come?"

Where does she come up with this shit?

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He loves it when she talks like that. He unties her hands and then moves to sit at the foot of the bed.

"Show me."

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Mac spreads herself, gently stroking her fingers so he can see. "Yes, no, try again?"

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"Get on your back and spread your legs properly," he instructs. "Describe what you're doing."

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Mac shifts and spreads her legs wide. She strokes herself with long, gentle strokes and draws her hand up to her mouth to suck her fingers clean.

"Right now, I'm tasting us."

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He knows that she's better at dirty talk with guidance. He grins.

"Tasting our what?"

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"Come," Mac says, staring straight at the camera when she does.

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"I want to watch you get yourself off for the camera," he says. "What's your favourite thing that we do together that you'd never done before? Why don't you tell me about that, Mac?"

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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.