Twelve Days - December 15 - Jack/Liz
Title: A Moment Before
Challenge: The Twelve Days of Christmas!
Prompt: 30 Rock, Jack/Liz, sex by the fireplace with Christmas stockings.
For: muic
Word Count: 588
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This is probably going to be the last calm night they'll share for the near future...
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
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Liz rests her head on Jack's chest as she watches the flames flicker in the fireplace, how they illuminate the above stockings. This is probably going to be the last calm night they'll share for the near future, since his mother flies in tomorrow, on Christmas Eve (Jack isn't looking forward to it), and her parents and Mitch will be taking a train on Christmas morning (Liz wants to believe this Christmas will be better than the last one they spent together), and she decides to make the most of it. First, by allowing herself a few more minutes to lie with him. Second, by kissing him as she starts to unbutton his pajama top.
During the beginning of their relationship, Jack would always express surprise when she initiated sex, but now she's done it enough times that he doesn't even look smug as she keeps undoing the buttons, kissing her way down his torso as she does. After she's done, she settles between his legs, pulling his pants down enough to expose his half-erect cock. She wraps her fingers around the base before she takes him into her mouth. He says her name in a way that sounds almost reverential and it still kind of jars her, the idea that someone -- Jack, especially, since he's had his share of women -- would love what she's doing to him sexually, but it also gets her more excited. Makes her moan around him as he gets harder, bigger because of her.
After a while she stops, moves back up his body to kiss his mouth. She wraps her fingers around his cock again, this time lazily stroking him as they continue to kiss. His hand slips underneath her pajama bottoms, cupping her ass. He tells her he loves her, and she replies, "Good, because I don't want my mouth on a penis that doesn't love me." She pauses. "I was trying to be funny, but it just came out weird."
He tucks an errant strand of hair behind her ear. "Indeed."
She kisses him before she says she loves him, too. Kisses him once more and decides it's time they moved on to the main event. It's awkward, trying to shimmy out of her pajama bottoms while still on the floor, but after some help from Jack, she's officially naked from the waist down. She straddles him, guides him inside her. This is how she comes the first time, rocking against him as her palms press into his chest. The second time, he's on top and she's gripping the back of his shirt. He ceases the thrusting of his hips, continues to stay motionless as her orgasm subsides. Her hands travel to his face, wiping the sweat from his temples before she slides her fingers through his hair. He pushes her thigh up higher, kisses across the part of her collarbone that isn't covered by her shirt.
"I suppose you're not going to allow this for the next few days?"
"You mean you doing me on your living room floor? No. That wouldn't be a good present--" She almost says 'for my parents,' but stops herself because she shouldn't utter such a phrase during sex. It's annoying enough that she thought it. "--for people who aren't you."
"I mean sex in general."
"No," she admits.
He starts moving inside her again, though this time he's slower. "Then we should make it last."
She arches up toward him, her nails digging into his shoulder. "Sounds good to me."
END
Challenge: The Twelve Days of Christmas!
Prompt: 30 Rock, Jack/Liz, sex by the fireplace with Christmas stockings.
For: muic
Word Count: 588
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This is probably going to be the last calm night they'll share for the near future...
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
*
Liz rests her head on Jack's chest as she watches the flames flicker in the fireplace, how they illuminate the above stockings. This is probably going to be the last calm night they'll share for the near future, since his mother flies in tomorrow, on Christmas Eve (Jack isn't looking forward to it), and her parents and Mitch will be taking a train on Christmas morning (Liz wants to believe this Christmas will be better than the last one they spent together), and she decides to make the most of it. First, by allowing herself a few more minutes to lie with him. Second, by kissing him as she starts to unbutton his pajama top.
During the beginning of their relationship, Jack would always express surprise when she initiated sex, but now she's done it enough times that he doesn't even look smug as she keeps undoing the buttons, kissing her way down his torso as she does. After she's done, she settles between his legs, pulling his pants down enough to expose his half-erect cock. She wraps her fingers around the base before she takes him into her mouth. He says her name in a way that sounds almost reverential and it still kind of jars her, the idea that someone -- Jack, especially, since he's had his share of women -- would love what she's doing to him sexually, but it also gets her more excited. Makes her moan around him as he gets harder, bigger because of her.
After a while she stops, moves back up his body to kiss his mouth. She wraps her fingers around his cock again, this time lazily stroking him as they continue to kiss. His hand slips underneath her pajama bottoms, cupping her ass. He tells her he loves her, and she replies, "Good, because I don't want my mouth on a penis that doesn't love me." She pauses. "I was trying to be funny, but it just came out weird."
He tucks an errant strand of hair behind her ear. "Indeed."
She kisses him before she says she loves him, too. Kisses him once more and decides it's time they moved on to the main event. It's awkward, trying to shimmy out of her pajama bottoms while still on the floor, but after some help from Jack, she's officially naked from the waist down. She straddles him, guides him inside her. This is how she comes the first time, rocking against him as her palms press into his chest. The second time, he's on top and she's gripping the back of his shirt. He ceases the thrusting of his hips, continues to stay motionless as her orgasm subsides. Her hands travel to his face, wiping the sweat from his temples before she slides her fingers through his hair. He pushes her thigh up higher, kisses across the part of her collarbone that isn't covered by her shirt.
"I suppose you're not going to allow this for the next few days?"
"You mean you doing me on your living room floor? No. That wouldn't be a good present--" She almost says 'for my parents,' but stops herself because she shouldn't utter such a phrase during sex. It's annoying enough that she thought it. "--for people who aren't you."
"I mean sex in general."
"No," she admits.
He starts moving inside her again, though this time he's slower. "Then we should make it last."
She arches up toward him, her nails digging into his shoulder. "Sounds good to me."
END