Room 417, Tuesday late night

[fates_jaye]

After spending most of the day in her little alcove, Jaye wanders back out towards the dorms. Because she's sneaky like that. She makes sure the poster is carefully hidden in the closet, and makes sure the mess she left packing after getting to the cabins is mostly gone. Tah dah.


[For Jack.]

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

The hand still on her back slipped under her shirt, pushing it up as he slid it up her spine, his other sliding into her hair.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye moves her hands to his waist, thumbs gliding over his sides, slowly working under his shirt.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack couldn't help a slight shiver as her hands touched his skin, and he kissed her deeply then pulled back, grinning. "There are way too many clothes here. And I don't think they were invited."

[fates_jaye]

Taking a breath, Jaye nods. "We should kick them out," she says, already tugging his shirt up.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

He nodded, pulling off his shirt in one smooth motion and dropped it on the floor. "I agree." He kicked off his shoes, toed off his socks, his pants rapidly following. "Much better," he laughed. "Seahorses don't need clothes. You might have to change your sign."

[fates_jaye]

Not at all looking him over before taking off her own shirt, really, Jaye says, "Cute Sam might have a problem with it," she says. "I'll make a new sign. And put it where he won't see it." And bye, bye jeans.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack's eyes lit up as more of her appeared. "Cute Sam will just have to deal with it. Damn, you're beautiful, Jaye." And he trailed a finger over her stomach.

[fates_jaye]

Her muscles twitch just a little at that, in a good way. "Not so bad yourself," she grins up at him.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Grinning at her reaction, he did it again, then trailed his fingers up her sides, wrapping his hands around her shoulders. "We're just too sexy."

[fates_jaye]

"...Okay, if that song gets stuck in my head, I'm calling this off," she laughs, clasping her hands at his back.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"There's a song? Never mind, I don't care," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off the floor to kiss her.

[fates_jaye]

What song? Jaye kisses him back, wrapping her legs around him to keep herself up, running her hands over his shoulders.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

And that made it much easier to cross the room without letting her go. He put one knee on the bed and lowered her down, still kissing her.

[fates_jaye]

She loosens her legs around his waist just a little, so she can move back onto the bed, trying to coax him with her.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Coaxing not needed. Jack went with her, weight on one hand, the other sliding down to her hip.

[fates_jaye]

When she's satisfied they're not going to fall off the bed, she starts concentrating more on kissing him, sliding her hands down his chest.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

The hand on her hip slipped over, moving across her stomach, as his lips trailed over her chin and down her neck.

[fates_jaye]

"I should beck and call more often," she sighs, tilting her head back to give him room.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack trailed his tongue across her collarbone, grinning against her skin as his hand slipped farther down. "I think that can be arranged."

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