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Who: Jazz
Where: Their room.
What: Tired!Jeb gets molested.
When: When Az gets back from her Gabe-hugging, January 22nd.
Rated Smut.
Tired stopped describing it.
Jeb really should not have stopped by Dawson's cell on the way back to Az's room. Their pleasant little chat took a little over two hours, and all he got out of it was more energy expended. The burn Jane had promised was just beginning through Jeb's muscles as he wandered through the door to their room, stripping off the shirt he'd worn, before realizing Az was not in the room. She must have stepped out for breakfast or gone off to see someone or something... She'd come back.
Obviously Az remembered what they'd decided last night. In fact, maybe it was a bit of a good thing she wasn't here right now. Perhaps he could catch a wink of sleep before she got back.
Peeling away the covers, Jeb practically fell down on his side of the bed, letting a yawn escape. Yeah, four AM was much too early to wake up, then go train, and then go beat up a captured Longcoat man who claimed to be a spy for Ix. Too early.
Jeb just managed to close his eyes, sleep already beginning to drift around him when the door opened. He didn't open them. If it was Az, he should probably prepare to be boarded, and if it wasn't... they could leave Az's room now.
Where: Their room.
What: Tired!Jeb gets molested.
When: When Az gets back from her Gabe-hugging, January 22nd.
Rated Smut.
Tired stopped describing it.
Jeb really should not have stopped by Dawson's cell on the way back to Az's room. Their pleasant little chat took a little over two hours, and all he got out of it was more energy expended. The burn Jane had promised was just beginning through Jeb's muscles as he wandered through the door to their room, stripping off the shirt he'd worn, before realizing Az was not in the room. She must have stepped out for breakfast or gone off to see someone or something... She'd come back.
Obviously Az remembered what they'd decided last night. In fact, maybe it was a bit of a good thing she wasn't here right now. Perhaps he could catch a wink of sleep before she got back.
Peeling away the covers, Jeb practically fell down on his side of the bed, letting a yawn escape. Yeah, four AM was much too early to wake up, then go train, and then go beat up a captured Longcoat man who claimed to be a spy for Ix. Too early.
Jeb just managed to close his eyes, sleep already beginning to drift around him when the door opened. He didn't open them. If it was Az, he should probably prepare to be boarded, and if it wasn't... they could leave Az's room now.