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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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[allfleshandblood]

"I really could just dump the whole bucket on you and go sleep on the couch," he says, ducking his head to follow the cold sweep of the ice with a swipe of his tongue across her nipple. "Unless you just want me to tell you what's happening right now? Orders make it easier, Mac?"

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"Orders always make it easier," Mac murmurs, twisting a little under his mouth. "Fuck, seriously, I'm so turned on right now."

[allfleshandblood]

"Alright," he says, leaving the ice cube to sit between her breasts as he moves away from her long enough to lash her hands to the bedframe. "You keep your legs spread and you call me Sir."

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"Yes, sir," Mac says dutifully, sliding her legs apart for him. God, she loves this man even if it's stupid of her to risk her heart. "Like this?"

[allfleshandblood]

"You're getting good at this," he says, grinning, bending his head to kiss her as he goes back to that ice-cube, sliding it lower to circle her navel.

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"I try," she murmurs, squirming a little at the cold against her skin. It feels good though, especially in comparison to how damn hot it is outside.

[allfleshandblood]

"Mmmhmmm," he says, leaving that ice-cube sitting in her navel and reaching for another, going back to teasing her nipples.

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"How do I look?" MacKenzie asks, arching her back a little to thrust her breasts up.

[allfleshandblood]

"Beautiful," he murmurs, bending his head to brush his lips against the damp skin of her collarbone as he follows the curve of her breasts with the ice-cube. "Still warm, though."

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"Impossibly warm," Mac agrees. "I think we're going to have to keep applying ice until I cool down, right?"

[allfleshandblood]

"Oh, I definitely think so," he says, rubbing the cube over her left nipple over and over, teasing it harder before he replaces that cold with the heat of his mouth.

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Mac makes a soft little noise, completely turned on and at his mercy because she suspects if she's good and patient, he'll do something about that. "You're taking advantage of this situation, I think."

[allfleshandblood]

"Don't know what you mean to insinuate, darlin'," he says, circling her nipple before he starts to trail that ice slowly lower. "Here I am just helpin' you out."

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"You are," Mac agrees. "But you know, I can see where you'd want to take your own pleasure too. I did make you get out of bed and it's awfully late."

[allfleshandblood]

"You did do that," he says, tracing that ice-cube along the furrow of her cunt and back. "So maybe I will have my way with you."

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Mac whimpers. "Jesus! That's cold. And yeah...yeah I could see...I could see where you'd want to have your way with me."

[allfleshandblood]

"You're a brat," he says, rubbing that ice-cube across her clit. "And I might not have all of those toys and things still, but I am more than willing to improvise, darlin'."

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"I'm your brat," Mac points out, squeezing her eyes shut and hissing lightly. "So you'll put up with me, won't you?"

[allfleshandblood]

"You know I will," he says, pressing the ice against her to make her squirm. "But that doesn't mean I don't get to punish you when you're a pain in the ass."

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"Mmmhmm," she murmurs, completely agreeing. Sometimes she needs to be put in her place and she's glad Jackson likes doing it.

"Love you?"

[allfleshandblood]

"I know that, darlin'," he says, smiling as he bends his head to kiss her, rubbing the ice against her, his thumb teasing her clit as he does it.

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"Just felt it needed to be said," Mac says, shifting her hips a little to get more contact. "You're teasing me, honey."

[allfleshandblood]

"What did I say you were supposed to call me," he asks her, shifting so he can slap her thigh with his free hand.

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Mac whimpers a little. "Sorry, sir. I didn't mean to use the wrong name, I promise."

[allfleshandblood]

"I think maybe this is all to easy on you," he says, pressing that ice-cube back against her clit. "I'm clearly not on the right route."