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It's fucking hot.

Mac has never been the best when she's not in complete comfort and while she didn't bitch when she was embedded because she had a job to do, she's back on the island after having been in air conditioning for three days and she's annoyed. It's irrational, but nothing about pregnancy is rational, is it?

Jackson is next to her, which makes the bed that much warmer, and she huffs and comes out from under the sheet to lay on top of it completely naked. She fans herself ineffectually with her hand.

"Why does it have to be so goddamn hot?"

She's possibly whining more than a little.

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"I am naughty," Mac agrees. She loves kissing him and she's happy to waste a few moments on the path to just get her fill of it.

"What kind of mood are you in, Mac?" He asks her, both hands on her ass to keep her pulled in against him. "Naughty or nice?"

"Naughty," MacKenzie says, grinning wickedly. "I've been a bad, bad girl."

"That means that you need to be punished," he says, grinning. "Made to so all those things that humiliate you, right? The ones that you find hard."

Mac nods. "Oh yes. You probably need to make a real show of it, since we'll be outside." Not that anyone will hear them, of course.

"Being outside for this won't be humiliating enough?" he asks her, eyebrows raised, as his hut comes into view. "No?"

"Maybe I will need a little more?" Mac asks, cheeks going pink.

"We'll figure something out," he says, grinning at the blush. He picked his hit for how isolated it is - not a neighbour in sight. On the porch, he pauses, looking her up and down. "I think you ought to get dressed out here for a start. Don't think I want a whore like you stepping foot in my house with a stitch on."

Maybe a few months ago she wouldn't have dared but now Mac shimmies out of her clothes and leaves them in a little pile on his porch. Nobody comes out this way and it does turn her on, to some extent, to risk being caught in a compromising position.

He lets her stand there naked for a moment, just looking at her before he pushes the door open.

"There's a good girl," he says. "Now I want you to crawl for me. All the way through to the back."

"I'm not going to do this when I'm showing," she warns, sliding down to her hands and knees and starting to crawl. "Have fun while it lasts."

He snorts at that and follows her through the house, boot heels thudding on the floor.

"Just enjoying the view, darlin."

"It's still a good view," Mac agrees. "Eventually things will go south and hopefully you're in it for the long haul."

"You say that like you needs ring on your finger to prove," he says, nudging her with the toe of his boot.

"I'm not...I'm not fishing for a proposal!" Mac insists. "Do you think I'm fishing for a proposal?"

"I do not," he says, smirking. "Bu I like the way you stutter when I tease you about it when you're down on all fours like that, Darlin."

"Well, I am absolutely not asking you to marry me," Mac says emphatically. "Not that I...wouldn't, you're perfectly desirable, but I'm not asking at this moment for you, Homer Jackson, to marry me, MacKenzie McHale."

"I think I'd prefer it if you were to not talk for a while," he says as she reaches the back door. "You need a gag to make thatplausible?"

Mac frowns a bit. "Am I in trouble?"

This, at least, is sincere because she's not particularly sure if she's crossed a line or not.

"No more trouble than you were in five minutes ago, Darlin," he says, running a fond hand down her spine. "Just givin you a little more."

"All right," she murmurs, sighing in relief. "What shall I do for you?"

"I want you right out there on the porch with your ass in the air and your legs spread." He watches her. "gag? Blindfold?" He does love making her choose.

"Blindfold," Mac decides. It helps her maintain the illusion someone other than Jackson might be watching.

"Yes, ma'am," he says, ducking back into the hut to fetch a necktie exactly fit for purpose. He crouches down, stretching the silk across her eyes, securing it behind her head before he guides her up onto her feet.

His hands slide up her body, pulling her back against him so that she'll feel the hard length of his cock against her ass, so that he can fondle both breasts, rubbing her nipples as he puts his mouth close to her ear.

"We're going to pretend that you've pissed me off and I've bought you where people can watch you so I can humiliate you like you deserve. That work for you, darlin?"

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