Contains adult themes with role-play. Although everything I've depicted in this story is consensual (and I've reiterated the consensual nature of the action throughout the story), some readers may decide that this story also contains themes of violence. I don't consider it real violence though, since I have taken great lengths to describe it as role-play framed in a loving, trusting, mutually-respectful relationship.
Not suitable for children or teens below the age of 16.
If you are under this age or if this sort of material offends you, please don't read it.
I don't own the characters.
Inspired by Until It Sleeps by Meredith-Grey. Thanks for the idea Meredith-Grey!
Prologue
Blissful winds ruffled the curtains in the kitchen. Jess inhaled the fresh scent of spring as he stepped into the room, seeking a light lunch. He was just putting the finishing touches on a sandwich when Rory stepped up beside him. She placed a coiled object on the counter alongside the sandwich's accoutrements.
Jess smiled an open-mouthed, knowing grin, observing the object, and his pulse immediately kicked up a notch.
"You or me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her. She was grinning that sweet smile of hers, with a hint of devilment.
"Me."
"Like last time?"
"Yes. You remember the word?"
"Hemingway," he grumbled, with a good-natured smirk.
Rory just shrugged and smiled sweetly. "It's a turn-off. It makes perfect sense."
Jess chuckled and shook his head. "When?"
"Come find me."
"I'll always find you," he threatened casually. Not that he was complaining.
Rory let out a little giggle as she shrugged and bounced, before scampering out of the room.