AU - Blue

[rockabillyboy]

He's not entirely sure what they're doing here - they've kind of been avoiding putting labels on it - but it's definitely fun. They're definitely having fun. Jack has been working really hard on being a gentleman, which has been...challenging. He's been doing a lot of meditating, among other things. It's been partially successful.

Early that morning, he'd texted Blue with picnic?
Twelve finds him leaning back against Ghost, looking up at her window, arms folded loosely across his chest.

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[formicine]

She shakes her head lazily, still close enough to kiss, tantalizing. "Nope." Her eyes are amused. "But I like knowing what you want."

Blue sits up, stretching, and pulls her dress off, leaving herself nude on top of him. The air's cool but not cold on her skin, her breasts peaking under the breeze, and it feels deliciously wild and public: she's not keen on the idea of actually being spied on, but there's something a little free and timeless about this, them, the trees, the water.

"Mm," she sighs, feeling showy, and palms her breast with one hand, fluttering her eyes closed and arching her back. "You feel really good." He's hard under her and she loves feeling him react, feeling her effect.

"Come here," she says, beckoning, eyes dark. "Prove to me you know what to do with your tongue first."

[rockabillyboy]

It's the first time that he's ever seen her naked and, for a moment, Jack just lies back and takes that in, how beautiful she is, the weight of her breasts as she palms them, her nipples stiffening in the breeze. He bites his lip, argues with himself for a moment.

"Come up and sit on my face and I'll definitely show you," he says, with a cheeky grin. Mostly, he wants to see what she'll do.

[formicine]

The response catches her off guard and she raises her eyebrows, almost instinctively gives him a who are you kidding look. She catches his hair in one hand and tugs, too far away to use biting as a warning, and lifts herself well off of his lap on her knees.

"Be rude, and you don't get any of this," she gestures with her free hand and smirks back. "Understood?"

[rockabillyboy]

The sharp tug on his hair makes him yelp, makes his cock twitch, and he nods up at her, eyes wide and innocent.

"Yes, ma'am," he says, still smiling, even as his eyes follow the sweep of her hand, slide down over her naked body. "I'll be good."