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[OOC: Continued from here.]

February 6, 2012

Later, she wouldn't remember what they talked about. There wasn't much to remember, they both steered away from heavier topics, preferring to flirt and banter.

She wouldn't remember the car that cut her off as they neared the train station. She certainly wouldn't remember the rest of the drive. She wouldn't remember checking in at the bed and breakfast.

What Chris would remember was Jack's hand on her arm as she watched the car pass. She'd remember how often she seemed to laugh and smile, maybe she would have felt ridiculous for it but she was too happy to care. She'd remember the way she felt when they were finally in the room alone. The nervous excitement and this feeling of "finally".

That's what she'd remember.

[OOC: This thread contains warning for lots o' smut.]

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He follows Chris into the room, dropping his duffel bag just inside the door. As soon as the door closes behind them, he wraps his arms around Chris, his heart beating faster as he pulls her to him, memories flooding back.

"I've been waiting a long time for this," he whispers, bending to kiss her.

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There's a quick, "Me too," before she kisses him back, excitement sending a tingle down her spine.

She had missed this.

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His kiss is hungry, a little rough, as the more he kisses her, the more he realizes just how long he's been yearning for this; just how litte anyone else made him feel like this. He lifts one hand to cup her cheek, fingers brushing against her skin as he steps forward, toward the wall.

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She's momentarily taken aback by the fierceness of his kiss but responds in kind, opening her mouth, tongue meeting his with a soft moan.

Following his movement, she takes a step backwards, wrapping her arm around him as she does, her other arm pressed against his chest, hand clutching the front of his shirt.

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He's trying to take this slowly, not rush it, but it's been so long that he's had to make do with memories and dreams that his self-control is fraying; like someone stuck in the desert finding an oasis.

He forces himself to stop for a moment as he kisses his way down her jaw to her neck, though, trying to stop and just enjoy the feeling of her in his arms again. "I love you," he whispers, brushing his lips against her collarbone.

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She rests her head against his for the moment, cheek to cheek like they were dancing. It felt good to hear him say those words, to have him here, arms wrapped around her because it had been so long since she had this that she marvels at her restraint earlier.

"I love you, too," she whispers back, kissing from his cheek to his mouth.

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Another step forward as their lips meet again, open-mouthed; another as he explores her tongue with his; another step as he manages to undo the top button on her sweater with one hand. Another step, another button, until her back is against the wall, the warmth of her body pressed against his making his heart beat even faster.

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There's a surprised gasp when her back meets the wall and she shivers as she feels another button go. Her body is pressed against his, chest to chest, thigh against groin, so close she can feel his body move as he breathes.

One of her hands snakes under his shirt, touching the warm skin there; the other starts working on his buttons, moving quickly if unsteadily.

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Slowly, one button at a time, he unfastens her sweater, his kisses moving down her throat and chest, kissing lower each time an opened button creates a new cleared path. Sliding one hand under her sweater, he strokes his thumb over the fabric-covered swell of her breast, feeling the nipple harden under the satiny material. The sounds she makes, the smell and taste of her skin; everything is so familiar, everything about it feels right.

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She gives a soft moan at the touch, it's been too long since she's felt like this. Nipping at his ear, she whispers, "I've missed you so much."

His shirt undone, her hands slide down his back, pulling him against her.

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He pulls her to him in response, away from the wall, just long enough to unfasten her bra, pushing the material down far enough to kiss his way down to one rosy nipple, sucking on it gently. Somehow there doesn't seem to be enough words to tell her just how much he's missed her. Showing her seems to be the better option.

More fun, too.

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This is better than talking anyway.

For a few seconds it's difficult to think, she just reacts, arching her back and panting at the feeling of his tongue and teeth. Instictively, her leg wraps around his calf, pulling him closer. When concious thought returns, she pushes off his shirt, hands sliding down his chest.

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With his body pressed against hers, he can feel as well as hear the rate of her breathing increase, and the ache in his groin is getting more insistent, particularly when she wraps one leg around him. He slides a hand down her hip and thigh, then slowly strokes ever-widening circles on her skin, pushing her skirt higher with every stroke.

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This was torture. After all this time it was overstimulating and yet, not enough. She rocks her hips in response to the touch, grinding against him for a moment and the feeling was electric, sending a shiver through her body.

Kissing from his shoulder to his neck, her hands unbutton his jeans. "Need you."

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A low moan escapes his throat as she pushes his jeans and his boxers off his hips, wrapping her hand around his shaft.

"Here?" he asks, in a strangled gasp. Though as he tugs her panties down as he asks the question, it's not as though they could move very far. Not that he minds, of course; he wants her badly, the location doesn't matter.

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"Here, the floor, the table, the jacuzzi." Chris may be making a list for later.

She doesn't want to pull away from him, even for a second, but she does so she can slide her sweater and bra off. The skirt stays on because that would take two seconds more and it's not like it was in the way.

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Jack might want to add 'the bed' to that list. The end of that list.

He pulls his shoes off by stepping on the heel; kicking shoes, pants, and boxers to the side. He moves one hand up the inside of her thigh, but an insistent thought breaks in. "Shit. We need protection; just a second."

He bends over, grabbing his jeans and fumbling for a moment to find the pocket before he finally pulls out a foil-wrapped condom. Good thing he came prepared...except for the part where he forgot about it until his pants were off.

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There's a small, sad, sigh when he pulls back. Chris kicks off her heels and leans against the wall, watching him.

"Here, let me," she says, taking the foil square from his hand. With a mischievous smirk, she opens the condom with her teeth and blows against it, making the rubber pop out slightly. Moving closer, her free hand wraps around him and she can't resist the urge to run a thumb along the underside as she slips the condom on.

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"Tease," he breathes, as he steps closer. He lifts one of her knees, tilting her hips toward him, while with his other hand he positions himself at her entrance. Slowly, he leans into her, feeling her warmth surrounding him, inch by inch.

Tilting his head back, he lets out a long breath, caught up in the pleasure, the perfectness of the feeling. This was why he hadn't bothered with more than a couple one-night stands since they broke up, this is how it's supposed to feel, even though part of him is nervous about being with her after so long apart.

This is where he's supposed to be.

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There's a giggle that turns into a moan as he touches her. She wraps her arms around him to steady herself, burying her face into his shoulder. Her sighs are muffled as she sucks a bruise onto his neck, licking and nipping at the skin.

It's been a while and it hurts a little. With a shuddering sigh, she rocks her hips against his, back arching from the friction and any feelings of discomfort are overwhelmed by just how good this feels.

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Jack leans his head on her shoulder, closing his eyes and concentrating on trying to keep to a slow, steady rhythm. It's not easy, not when it's been many, many months since he'd been with someone else, not when it's Chris making those little noises, her breath hot on his neck.

"Oh, God...," he breathes, the ache only intensifying with every thrust.

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Trapped between the wall and him, Chris wraps her legs around his waist. When she does she feels a jolt that causes her eyes to roll back in her head and she moans loudly, her fingers curling in his hair.

She does it again, just as he thrusts, tightening her muscles around him when she does and it feels even better this time. "Fuck."

Chris feels her face flush even more but with another thrust all coherent thought seems to leave her.

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The feeling of her walls clenching around him nearly undoes all his self-control, but even he knows he's getting too far to try and distract himself now. He's nearing the point of no return, but he knows she's not quite there yet.

He pushing into her faster, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "Chris, I can't--"

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She's not but he is.

There's a brief nod before she kisses him, moaning into his mouth with another thrust and trying to drive him over the edge.

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It works. As he moves inside her, she squeezes him gently, enough to send him over the edge. He thrusts into her again, burying his face in the curve of her neck and shoulder to muffle the cry he lets out as his muscles clench inside her, climaxing so hard he forgets to breathe for a moment.