Playtime 1/?

Disclaimer:- Don't own them just borrowing!

Episode:- None

Pairing:- Jean/James

Rating:- M

Achieve:- http(:/) . /group/rebeccafrontlewisffarchive/

Summary:- The question was though how long that reprieve would last and what he was going to say when he was faced with the question again.

Author's Note:- Pure fluffy PWP smut in two parts. Enjoy and remember it's rated for sexual content and language so if that's not your thing stop now otherwise enjoy and reviews would be lovely.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"But you told me you loved me unconditionally."

"And I do but this is non-negotiable." The smile she graced him with told him that it would be worth the sacrifice and if he was honest she could ask him anything and he'd do it so they both knew he was going to.

"Well if I do what will my reward be?" Her body blanketing his, limbs tangled together remind him that he got his reward many months before but he knew the game they were playing and he was a very willing participant.

"Well if you tell me then maybe I might find a way to make it happen."

"Really?" He knows she would they both would given the opportunity. When she'd told him a few nights before that before they were together she used to imagine what it would be like to have him want her much that he couldn't keep his hands off her no matter what she was doing or how inappropriate the situation might be he'd known he'd have to find a way to make that fantasy a reality. That was exactly what he'd been able to do that afternoon when their day had been disrupted by an unexpected call from the chief constable. He'd pretended to still be engrossed in the film on the television as her feet rested on his lap and she rolled her eyes between "un huh's" and "really? I have no idea sir's". He'd lulled her completely into a false sense of security before letting his fingers crawl up her legs, under the sun dress she was wearing and slip under the delicate lace of her panties. He'd captured her eyes with his the single action telling her exactly what his plan was and challenging her to tell him to stop. He'd known she wouldn't though, he'd immediately seen the fire ignited in her eyes and took advantage of it. He'd teased her with his lips and his fingers bringing her closer and closer to the edge until finally she'd had no choice but to end the call. That was the moment he'd given in to his own need and taken her with a hunger that she'd revelled in and told him so when finally they had both been left exhausted by the event. She'd told him the fantasy couldn't hold a candle to the reality and he'd congratulated himself on a job well done. What he'd failed to realise was that he'd just set in motion the events that had brought them to this point. To him trying not to give her the same details she had given him and as such the same element of power.

"James Hathaway do I have to pull rank on you?" The playful twinkle in her eye was his final undoing as he sighed deciding which of the many fantasies over the years he should share. "Tell me darling I want to hear it."

"I'm going to I'm deciding which to tell you."

"Let me help." The way she brought her lips close to his ear letting her voice drop to a seductive whisper even though there was no way they could be overheard excited him in a way he'd never experienced before. "Tell me the one that you used to picture when you were here alone at night and wanted to relieve the frustration built up by being close to me all day. Tell me the one that did it for you most in those situations."

"You know I could fill a book with the number of way I imagined making love to you don't you? How do you expect me pick a favourite?" He knew he was being a tease she knew it too and yet instead of insisting that he play fair she raised a playful eyebrow in his direction letting her hand run the length of his chest and her fingers curl around his length already hard with the mere thought of the images his darkest fantasies had thrown up.

"I never had you down for being so imaginative James." The husky edge to her voice was enough to tell him he had maybe a split second window in which he could distract her, make her forget about fantasies and focus on reality. It was a split second he had no intention of wasting however much he might want to act out those images when the time came to tell her about them he wanted to be prepared.

"You'd be amazed how imaginative I can be were you're concerned." The shocked giggle she gave as he moved, pinning he to the bed made him smile as he began slowly indulging in the addictive pleasure of kissing her, resting her leg over his hip as he nudged at her core her body yielding to him in a way he'd never tire of as she groaned quietly against his lips. "I don't needs relive fantasies why would I when the reality of having you here with me is spectacular?"

"James…" The quiet gasping of his name was electrifying as he'd realised long ago it always would be, the way she fought not to break eye contact, a battle he know from experience she was about to lose. When she whispered a chorus of gasps, cries and throaty renditions of his name, when she could fight now longer and gave up to the pleasure he was so determined to give her was pulled along in the torrent of pleasure until finally he lay in her arms gasping for breath his body still trembling as he softened inside her.

"I love you and I will never tire of how amazing it feels to make love to you." He knew the second she'd fully recovered he would definitely have to keep his side of the bargain and tell her what she wanted to know. He knew he was very far from off the hook.

"I love you too and you're right it is amazing but don't think that just because you're so good at leaving me incoherent with pleasure I will forget that you said you were going to…"

"I told you I don't care about fantasies anymore why would I when I have the real thing?" The quiet tutting that accompanied the gentle push that left him back against the cold sheet and her curled sleepily against his body told him for now she was prepared to let it drop. The question was though how long that reprieve would last and what he was going to say when he was faced with the question again.