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Tweak says, "My farts smell like roses"

Jaime Elizabeth Davies (i_find) wrote in ipswich_rpg,
@ 2010-01-24 15:30:00

Entry tags:

!complete, 2010 01, dug, jaime davies, james potter, malcolm reynolds, sirius black

RP: Days Off
Who: Jaime, James, Dug, Mal, Sirius
Where: Their house
When: Late afternoon, January 24, 2010
Rating/Warning: Smut once Mal shows up
Summary: Jaime and James are chillin' and watching movies
Status: Complete

Jaime was stretched out on the couch, her head resting on James' thigh. Her eyes were half-closed, but she was listening to the TV, which was the important part. Or the annoying part, since James was so fascinated with randomly changing the channel.

At one point, she'd stolen the remote and shoved it down her shirt, assuming he wouldn't go after it. She forgot he had a wand and she'd very nearly gotten a bruise on her chin when the remote came zipping out of her shirt.

She was not amused - James found it hysterical.

So she'd given up on trying to put a stop to his remote flippery and just ... chilled while they waited for Sirius to come back in from tinkering with his bike, or someone else to interrupt the otherwise peaceful afternoon.

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i_find
2010-01-31 04:45 am UTC (link)

Jaime rolled her eyes. "You wouldn't scar anyone here. I don't think anyone here hasn't seen it," she continued as she gestured for him to lay down on the couch. It was low enough that she could kneel beside it and still give him a more or less effective massage, so she did just that while he settled.

"I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't up for it," Jaime pointed out. "I mean, when have you ever known me, ever, to do anything I didn't want to do?"

Shaking her head, she grinned slightly. "Honestly, Mal," she chastised him even as she flipped the cap of her baby oil. Tipping some into her palm, she rubbed her palms together before stroking them over his back - assuming he'd laid down like a good boy.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 07:37 am UTC (link)

"What, you groping my half naked back?" he asked, though he did move to lay on the couch, shifting a bit until he was comfortable. After a second, he pulled a couple of cushions he wasn't using and offered them to her. If she was going to sit next to the couch... well. He didn't want her to be uncomfortable. "What, you took captures of that? Posted 'em around so folks would know?" there was a definite grin in his voice that indicated he was kidding.

"Honestly," he agreed quietly, his eyes half closing at the feel of her hands on his back - and not just because she was good at this. Because it felt good to have her touching him.

His head turned towards her, a bit of a lazy expression on his face as he smiled. "Don' matter either way, I suppose. Let'em watch."

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i_find
2010-01-31 07:55 am UTC (link)

Captures made her think of screen caps, and she giggled faintly. "Live web feed, actually. Linked it across all the journals but yours." She smirked declined the cushions. "I was actually trying to find a woman for you, but sadly there were no takers," she said before she sighed dramatically.

She worked her hands lightly over his shoulders and shoulder blades before working down his spine. Spreading her fingers, she worked her way lower to the small of his back. Straightening herself up a bit, she pressed the heel of her hand just above the waistband of his pants.

Working her fingers against his skin, she studied his back before she shifted her eyes up toward him, gazing toward his face. "I knew you were an exhibitionist," she teased him.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 08:27 am UTC (link)

He grinned a bit. "Can' say I'm surprised there were no takers. T'be honest, tha's more familiar than anybody bein' int'rested."

He let out a few soft moans at the feel of her hands on the sore muscles in his back, her name leaving his lips in a low whisper as his eyes closed briefly before he opened them again with a small smile when she mentioned he was an exhibitionist.

"Did I ever tell you 'bout the time I was stranded in the desert, bucknaked?" he asked. "You wanna talk exhibitionist, that'd be the time to talk about it. And lemme tell you - when they said you'll be pickin' sand out of random places for weeks, they ain't lyin'."

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i_find
2010-01-31 08:35 am UTC (link)

Jaime wanted to pretend that the way her name left his lips had no effect on her what so ever ... but oh, was that ever a lie. Her hands stilled briefly before she swallowed and continued to massage him. Now, though, her thoughts were quickly headed toward a place she really didn't need them to be going. Like what it would be like to hear that against her ear while he was naked, on top of her, inside of her.

She was aware that he was still talking, but the words weren't exactly registering in a timely, coherent fashion. Eventually though, she got the gist of what he was saying, and she nodded a few times. "I bet. I mean, I've never done it on a beach or anything, but I've heard stories from people who have. I mean, even going to the beach ... well, sand does creep."

Finishing up the massage with a few last strokes to his back, Jaime shifted so her rear was resting on her heels, but she made no other motion to move, or to leave.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 09:36 am UTC (link)

It took him a moment to realize that her hands had stopped moving, and he opened one eye to peer at her before he shifted on the couch, rolling onto his side a bit, gazing at her sort of dreamily. He didn't really think about what became obvious when he did that, though he was aware of how turned on he was. He just didn't make the connection that she'd be able to if he was on his side, and she happened to glance that way.

"Suppose I'm gonna have t'move now," he mumbled. "Can' exactly fall asleep here, righ'?"

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i_find
2010-01-31 09:42 am UTC (link)

Jaime honestly didn't even need to look to guess. It happened to guys when she gave them massages. She supposed it happened to guys when anyone gave them massages.

"You could. Pretty sure Sirius has fallen asleep on the couch," she said. "Don't think anyone's going to have a fit if you did," she added.

Besides that, if he went up to his room, she'd follow. And very likely make an ass of herself. Or make things more awkward. Or something.

Jaime was studying his face, and realized in a distant, vague sort of way that she was staring at his lips. Wanting to trace his lips with a fingertip. Wanting to kiss his lips. Why the hell was she still fighting this? Her head twitched slightly, a little jerk as she started to tilt it then changed her mind.

"Mal," she said softly, willing him to know what she needed, wanted, what would fix this. How to clean up the mess she'd made of things.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 10:35 am UTC (link)

His expression changed when she said his name. There was something in her eyes that caused his mouth to go dry, his body to react instinctively. He wasn't sure what she was asking for from him, but he wanted to be able to give it to her. He wanted to be able to please her.

"Jaime," he murmured, pushing himself up to a sitting position. He reached out for her hand to pull her towards him, into his lap if she was agreeable or just onto the couch so that she was closer to him. Then he reached over and cupped her cheek gently before leaning in and gently pressing his lips against hers.

He wasn't sure if this was what she'd been aiming for, but it was what he wanted in this moment. And if she didn't want it, she could push him away and slap him or whatever and he'd never hold it against her. But he was pretty sure that she wanted this too, and he was tired of fighting it or waiting for it to happen. He was going for it, and that was that.

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i_find
2010-01-31 11:00 am UTC (link)

She watched as he sat up, as he reached out for her. She moved almost in a daze as he drew her closer, into his lap. She was straddling his thighs, her eyes focused on him as she continued to war, to fight the same battle.

At least, she was fighting until she felt the press of his lips to her own. Her eyes closed and her shoulders slumped even as her hands slid over his bare shoulders. The fingers of one hand slipped into his hair, gripping gently at the back of his head as she returned the kiss, deepened the kiss, whimpered a little as she squirmed slightly in his lap.

This, she thought, should definitely move somewhere else. She'd give James and Sirius holy hell if she caught them doing this on the couch.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 11:17 am UTC (link)

He could have sighed with relief when he felt her kissing him back, finally feeling as though he was on the right track. Maybe they didn't need words to work this out, maybe they could avoid the talking thing - neither of them was any good at it. He'd show her he wanted her with actions and she'd return the favour and they could both keep quiet about how they didn't understand why. That was half the confuddled confusion of attraction, wasn't it? He'd never understood what Zoe saw in Wash, and she'd still married him, wacky shirts an' all.

Maybe this was a bit like that. Maybe he was finally getting the 'why' of it.

His hands creeped up her back, holding her close to him as he continued to kiss her with more passion now that she'd responding. His body was making him aware of some pressing needs of his - especially with her squirming like that - but he was determined to ignore them until such time as they were both ready.

"Your room or mine, darlin'?" he said, slightly out of breath. He realized belatedly that that was a bit suggestive, and it was assuming a lot, but he wanted to keep going and he really didn't think this was the best place for it.

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i_find
2010-01-31 11:29 am UTC (link)

"Yes," Jaime gasped softly in response to the question. Which, she knew, was not actually an answer and she had to decide something. Which room. Did it matter? They both had beds, didn't they? Walls. A convenient chair. She wasn't exactly inclined to be picky right now. Not with him ... kissing her.

"Doesn't matter," she mumbled. "Either. Whichever's closer." Hers was just at the top of the stairs, and she was fairly certain that made it closer, but she didn't ... really care. She just wanted him.

It was strange how easy everything seemed now, and how pointless and stupid it had been to fight. Of course, she thought this now because he was half naked and she could feel his desire. Later, when he was done ... when he walked away ... she'd remember why she fought things like this. Just then though ... that thought wasn't anywhere in the vicinity of her mind.

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accordingtoplan
2010-01-31 12:07 pm UTC (link)

His lips had traveled down over her jaw and onto her neck while she thought about it, and now traveled back up to her lips since she'd responded. He didn't remember which one was closer, but he supposed he'd head in that direction and find out.

Making sure her arms were wrapped securely around his neck, he pulled himself up to his feet before wrapping his own arms around her back and ass to support her while he moved in the direction of the stairs. His muscles screamed at him, but he didn't care, he was fine to carry her for a bit.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he pushed the door to her room open - at least, he was pretty sure it was her room - mumbled at Dug to get out in case he was in there, and moved Jaime over to the bed. He tried to set her down on the bed gently, but he may have been a bit over excited, shedding only his boots as further clothing - leaving his pants on - and then sliding onto the bed overtop of her, lips and teeth pressing and nibbling over her neck and shoulder.

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i_find
2010-01-31 12:24 pm UTC (link)

She clung to him as he carried her up the stairs, her face briefly burying against his throat before she felt herself being dropped onto the bed. She tipped her chin back as she felt his lips and teeth working over her, and her hands slid to the hem of her shirt. Pulling at the fabric, she tried to work it up between the two of them, slightly hampered by the press of his body against hers.

Not that she was at all interested in him removing his body from hers; she rather liked the feel of him. She just wanted ... more of it. "Mal," she mumbled as she wiggled, at least getting the shirt up enough to bare her breasts, inviting him to explore her body.

This was ... yes. This was what she wanted. Needed. This was good. Wrapping her arms around him, she rolled her hips up against him, groaning softly as she felt the press of his erection through their clothing.

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-01 09:03 am UTC (link)

He felt her wiggling underneath him, and while he wasn't exactly keen on pulling away from her he wasn't opposed to either of them losing more clothing, and he really didn't care what that made him. He slid a hand down her body, a low groan leaving his lips as he moved his hand over the skin of her side and her stomach before moving higher up her body to cup one of her breasts gently, fingers circling gently and teasing her nipple.

Lowering his head to her other breast, he wrapped his lips around her other nipple, teasing it with his tongue, listening for the noses she was making, the feel of her body pressing against him, and doing his best to hold himself together.

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i_find
2010-02-01 02:50 pm UTC (link)

Jaime let herself slide into the place where she wasn't thinking, just feeling. Thinking thoughts just messed everything up and she was determined not to ruin this. She gasped softly as she felt his calloused palm over her breast, and moaned as she felt the heat of his mouth, the flicking of his tongue against the other.

She moaned his name once as she rolled her hips up against him, her arms tightening around him briefly before she slipped one hand up his back, her fingers tangling in his hair, gripping gently. "Mal," she whimpered as she arched her back up, pressing her breasts against him, encouraging everything he was doing to her.

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-02 02:30 am UTC (link)

He felt himself shudder when she said his name like that, a low groan slipping from his lips as he moved against her, continuing to massage her breast with one hand while he tongued and sucked on her other nipple for a moment before his hand started to stray down over the skin of her stomach, rubbing gently before he reached for his pants.

He didn't have any intentions of anything, really, not that at this point he'd be opposed to it. He just needed to relieve some of the pressure, if she was going to keep writhing and pressing herself against him like that.

It... didn't really occur to him that it might be a hint.

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i_find
2010-02-02 02:58 am UTC (link)

Jaime moaned again as she felt his hand moving lower over her body. She quivered when she heard the sound of his zipper, an inadvertent 'yes' crossing her lips as she bucked her hips up against him once. Pale blue eyes fluttered closed as she dug her nails into the skin of his back, gripping and holding him close against her.

Deciding to follow along, she released him with one arm, working her hand between their bodies to unfasten her own pants. Squirming a little, she tried to work them down a little, but she figured since he'd started in that direction, he'd catch on quick enough.

After all, shedding her pants was rather hard to mistake for ... anything, wasn't it?

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-02 03:59 am UTC (link)

He did catch on, and he sort of half froze, wondering if he'd given her the wrong idea, or if he was just in denial about it. He quickly resumed his administrations, his hands working to help her get her pants down as his lips worked back up her body over her throat and jaw before reclaiming her lips.

Once their clothing had been discarded, he pulled away from her enough to look at her expression. He opened his mouth to speak before he thought better of it - words were only getting them into trouble at the moment, and actions seemed infinitely more successful.

Gently caressing her thigh, he moved up the inside of her leg before hid hand slipped between her legs. Watching her expression carefully, doing his best to control his own desire, he slipped two fingers inside of her, his thumb brushing against her clit.

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i_find
2010-02-02 04:30 am UTC (link)

Jaime gazed up at him as he gazed down at her, searching his eyes. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, or what she was looking at, and a faint half-smile tugged at her lips.

She saw him start to speak, and wondered if her expression shifted when he didn't say anything, but simply continued on with what they'd started. That was better. Talking wasn't what she wanted right now. Right now, she wanted him, inside of her, fucking her.

Her back arched, hips lifting off the bed as she felt his fingers slipping inside of her. She groaned and twitched a little when she felt the brush of his thumb against her. Closing her eyes, she nodded as she rolled her hips against his hand, shuddering slightly in pleasure, pleased with the way the afternoon had turned.

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-02 04:47 am UTC (link)

His own breath hitched at her reaction, leaning down and kissing and biting at her throat. "Nee yo shwong mei-moo," he mumbled against her skin. "Peow-liang de shaojie..."

It didn't quite register that she wouldn't understand - he was too far gone for that. Resettling his body over her he eased her fingers out before guiding himself to her entrance, gazing at her again briefly to ensure that this was what they both wanted before he started to push inside of her.

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i_find
2010-02-02 05:18 am UTC (link)

"You'd better be saying nice things," Jaime muttered to him, gasping a little breathlessly as he shifted over her and withdrew his hand.

However, once he started to push inside of her, Jaime sort of stopped caring what Mal might or might not have been saying about her. If it was even about her.

"Oh god," she gasped softly as she felt him buried inside of her. Squirming, she parted her thighs and bucked her hips up against him before she wrapped one leg around him, her heel resting on the back of his thigh to open herself more, to let him deeper inside of her.

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-02 05:44 am UTC (link)

"Always, bao bai," he whispered softly, though it was half cut off by a low groan as he felt himself slipping deeper into her. He gasped out, trying to keep himself under control. He didn't want this to end too early just because he couldn't handle himself.

Once they were both settled, he started to move, trying to start slow but he was further gone than he thought and he was quickly setting a much faster pace than he'd anticipated. His lips moved back to her body, practically assaulting her neck, shoulders, jaw, breasts as he peppered her skin with sloppy kisses.

"Jing tsai, Jaime," he gasped out breathlessly as he continued to move against her.

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i_find
2010-02-02 05:50 am UTC (link)

She trembled and quivered, her head tipped back as she moaned and whimpered. Her arms were wrapped around him once more, fingers curling against the flesh of his back, clinging to him. "Mal," she breathed. "Mal, Mal," she pleaded as she moved her body against his.

Why, oh why, hadn't they discovered this earlier? Weeks ago? How much better would thinks have been, if they hadn't tripped up over words and assumptions and whatever else had been hanging her up?

This though, this was amazing. Even if things went all to shit again after, she'd at least have this. This time, this moment. This release. Her nails bit into his skin as she pressed her head back against the pillow. She cried out as she came, her body quaking, her inner walls clenching around him as he thrust into her.

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accordingtoplan
2010-02-02 06:29 am UTC (link)

He groaned as she continued to say his name, and when he felt her climax, he gasped out at the feel of her clenching around him like that. He had a moment, a flash, of pride that it had been him who had brought her to that, but his body insisted that there were more pressing matters than his ego right now as with a few more - somewhat erratic - thrusts, he came soon after, his body thrusting into her a few more times until he was spent.

He tried to keep his full weight off of her, his elbows bent and he rested his head for a moment against her shoulder, just getting his breathing under control.

All sorts of thoughts of why this was wrong flashed into his mind, but he forced himself to focus on the pleasant aftershocks that were still coursing through his system. It felt good, and they both wanted it, and wasn't that what mattered?

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i_find
2010-02-02 06:42 am UTC (link)

Jaime exhaled a heavy sigh, her eyes closing as she felt him still above her. Stroking his back gently, she felt herself relaxing slowly against the bed as they both regained their breath. She listened to their harsh pants degrading to a still quick but more even breathing, and all the while she continued to rub his back, keeping him close against her.

Even when she felt him soften and slip free from her, she didn't want to let go of him. Didn't want the heat and weight of him to move away from her. Eyes closed, lips parted, Jaime knew she was closer to sleep than she wanted to be.

"Don't go," she mumbled to him. "Even if I fall asleep."

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