Rating: T-ish, mild sexy stuff
Disclaimer: Property of Tina Fey etc.
Pairing: Jack/Liz only
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Prompted by Liz's comment about keeping her blazer on in bed.
A/N: The shortest fic I've ever written...?
"Okay. Tell me this isn't sexy."
Jack looked up from his book to see Liz standing in the doorway between her bathroom and bedroom wearing her blazer. Over a pair of plain cotton panties that were not gray - and nothing else. He put down his book.
"I would never do that," he replied huskily, eyes raking over her head to foot. "Come over here."
Liz stuck her hands in the pockets and raised a brow, staying where she was. "Oh, so now you want a piece of this blazer-wearing lady?"
Jack scooted to the edge of the bed, beckoning at her with one impatient hand. "I always did. Come, Lemon."
She smirked and began to move towards him. Nice and slow. "So, you're saying…you like my blazer?"
"When you wear it like that," he answered, eyes still avidly raking, "yes. I like very much. Very much indeed."
"Hm. I thought you might," she mused, reaching him and placing her hands on his shoulders.
Jack's hands landed on her hips, slipping under the hem of the dark blue blazer to find warm skin. "Then you thought right."
Liz lent down, capturing his lips in a quick, hot kiss before she climbed onto his lap, legs parting over his and arms encircling his neck. "I'm going to have sex with you now," she informed him purposefully. "And I'm going to keep this blazer on the whole time. And you-" she gave him another kiss, this one more lingering, "are going to love every second of it."
"You're right there too." His hands grasped her tight, pulling her closer and plastering his mouth over hers. After a moment though, he broke their kiss to say, "I must tell you, Lemon, I think this might be the best idea you've had in your entire life."
Liz gave an impish grin, waggling her brows at him. "Wait til you see what I can do for a smiley-face vest, cowboy hat and stripy knee-high socks."
Jack frowned hesitantly. "That sounds… dreadful."
"I'd be naked underneath them," she assured him.
"Oh, well, in that case, it sounds very hot," he said then promptly returned to the task at hand, his large palms sliding up to cup her breasts beneath the thick material of her blazer.
"If you're really lucky," Liz muttered between increasingly heated kisses, "I might even let you wear the hat while I do you."
Jack grinned against her mouth. "Yee-haw..." And fell back on the bed, taking her with him.
END.