Happy Place | PG | 30 Rock
Title: Happy Place
Prompt: yoga
Challenge: ham_napkin
Fandom: Jack/Liz, 30 Rock
Rating: PG
Word Count: 235
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: Just some silliness. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
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"Jack, you're not doing it right."
He stares at her, his face awash in shock.
"What?" Liz asks, looking back at him from between her legs. In this inverted position, his expression makes him look a little bit like either end of a disgruntled baboon.
"No woman has ever uttered those words to me before," he responds indignantly.
Liz sighs, but the blood is rushing to her head and she has the urge to giggle. "There's a first time for everything, Donaghy. I'm a pro at this position and you're not doing it right." She can't help but add a slight sing-song tone to her words.
He looks as though he's preparing an insult. Even upside down she can see the words locked behind his lips-- something about her lack of skills or prostitution or denying that she could be better than him at something. She feels a bit vulnerable in this position and hopes he'll just shut up and try again. He did promise, after all.
After a long pause, he says, "All right, Lemon. Downward facing dog. Teach me how to do it correctly."
Liz stands up too quickly and her head spins. Or maybe it's just having an obliging boyfriend that humors her ridiculous fleeting obsession with yoga. Either way, she grins and kisses him and decides that she may not need to become a human pretzel to find her happy place.
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Prompt: yoga
Challenge: ham_napkin
Fandom: Jack/Liz, 30 Rock
Rating: PG
Word Count: 235
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: Just some silliness. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
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"Jack, you're not doing it right."
He stares at her, his face awash in shock.
"What?" Liz asks, looking back at him from between her legs. In this inverted position, his expression makes him look a little bit like either end of a disgruntled baboon.
"No woman has ever uttered those words to me before," he responds indignantly.
Liz sighs, but the blood is rushing to her head and she has the urge to giggle. "There's a first time for everything, Donaghy. I'm a pro at this position and you're not doing it right." She can't help but add a slight sing-song tone to her words.
He looks as though he's preparing an insult. Even upside down she can see the words locked behind his lips-- something about her lack of skills or prostitution or denying that she could be better than him at something. She feels a bit vulnerable in this position and hopes he'll just shut up and try again. He did promise, after all.
After a long pause, he says, "All right, Lemon. Downward facing dog. Teach me how to do it correctly."
Liz stands up too quickly and her head spins. Or maybe it's just having an obliging boyfriend that humors her ridiculous fleeting obsession with yoga. Either way, she grins and kisses him and decides that she may not need to become a human pretzel to find her happy place.
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