Day Eleven - Decisions
Who: Jaime, whoever comes by her room
Where: her room
When: Her ro-- oh. After lunch.
Rating: R for sex
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Jaime's interrupted while trying on her holiday party dress. Once Mal sees her in it, he tells her she isn't going to the party dressed like that, which of course leads to her undressing for him. There is sex, a brief comment about shopping, and presumably they snuggle and nap or Mal goes shopping, or something.
Jaime had shopped. She'd shopped, and she'd eaten, and she'd shopped a little more. The bag of decorations was waiting by the foot of her bed. She wasn't sure when she'd get Mal out again to decorate, but they were ready whenever she did.
Her 'Christmas gift to Mal' was hanging on a hanger in her closet - she'd tried that on, and been pleased. It was green, trimmed with white fur, a short skirt and a very snug top. It wasn't quite as subtle as the blue one had been, but it was ... more festive.
Standing in front of her mirror, ignoring - for now - the other bags that held the gifts in them, she was studying herself in the dress she planned to wear to the gift exchange. She'd found something that very nearly fit her vision, and she smiled as she looked at herself.
It was low cut in front, dipping low in the back as well. The dress was snug, and slit up to the middle of her thigh. A silver cord held the front closed, and she was pleased with this - it made removal very, very easy.
She'd piled her hair on top of her head, and a black choker adorned her throat. A tiny gun charm dangled from it - she'd thought it was cute, so she'd gone with it.
She'd found some silver strappy heels, and small silver hearts dangled from her ears. Overall, she was pleased with the effect, and she wondered if Mal would be, too.
Where: her room
When: Her ro-- oh. After lunch.
Rating: R for sex
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Jaime's interrupted while trying on her holiday party dress. Once Mal sees her in it, he tells her she isn't going to the party dressed like that, which of course leads to her undressing for him. There is sex, a brief comment about shopping, and presumably they snuggle and nap or Mal goes shopping, or something.
Jaime had shopped. She'd shopped, and she'd eaten, and she'd shopped a little more. The bag of decorations was waiting by the foot of her bed. She wasn't sure when she'd get Mal out again to decorate, but they were ready whenever she did.
Her 'Christmas gift to Mal' was hanging on a hanger in her closet - she'd tried that on, and been pleased. It was green, trimmed with white fur, a short skirt and a very snug top. It wasn't quite as subtle as the blue one had been, but it was ... more festive.
Standing in front of her mirror, ignoring - for now - the other bags that held the gifts in them, she was studying herself in the dress she planned to wear to the gift exchange. She'd found something that very nearly fit her vision, and she smiled as she looked at herself.
It was low cut in front, dipping low in the back as well. The dress was snug, and slit up to the middle of her thigh. A silver cord held the front closed, and she was pleased with this - it made removal very, very easy.
She'd piled her hair on top of her head, and a black choker adorned her throat. A tiny gun charm dangled from it - she'd thought it was cute, so she'd gone with it.
She'd found some silver strappy heels, and small silver hearts dangled from her ears. Overall, she was pleased with the effect, and she wondered if Mal would be, too.