A/N: So I've posted three different things in three days, that's pretty cool. Lol. I needed to go back to this world for some Japril happiness haha. Enjoy the smut! :)
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40 Days and 40 Nights
Jackson and April had just surpassed five months of marriage and they had fallen into a happy, comfortable routine. They loved being married. Nothing had changed and yet everything had changed. Things were going well at work and they loved their life together in their house in the middle of nowhere.
Jackson had even started to attend church with her. They had just returned from Ash Wednesday service. His high level of cooperation with regards to her faith was why she felt comfortable enough to bring up what was on her mind.
"Jackson," April began thoughtfully as she finished brushing her teeth.
"Yeah?" He responded as he joined her in the bathroom to get ready for bed as well.
"Are you giving up anything for Lent?" She asked curiously.
He pondered her question as he washed his face. He knew that this kind of thing was important to her and as her husband, he was going to do his best to understand and support her. He went to church with her when he was able to but he didn't give it much thought. He just did it because he loved her. So he hadn't given the concept of Lent much thought. He knew that it wouldn't be too hard though, he just had to pick something to give up for forty days. It should be simple enough.
"I will if you want me too," he responded after placing a kiss on the top of her head.
"I think that I'm going to give up sex," she stated matter-of-factly.
He turned to her in disbelief and forced a chuckle. "You're kidding, right?" He hadn't been considering something that drastic.
She shook her head. "No, I think that it will be really good, like rejuvenating."
He stared at her in shock as she left the bathroom and headed into the bedroom. "April," he began hesitantly as he stood on the threshold between the two rooms. "You realize that if you give up sex then I give up sex too?" She simply nodded. "For forty days? That is not a commitment that I'm ready to make. We don't even go two days without having sex!"
She sat down on their bed and stared at him with large, pleading, hazel eyes. "Jackson, I want to do this. This is important to me. Please."
He sighed as he ran a hand over his head. He could tell by her expression and the tone of her voice that it really was important to her, and maybe he needed to do this for her to prove that what was important to her was important to him too. He could do it. He had self-control. "Okay, if it'll make you happy," he finally stated.
She smiled at him affectionately. "I love you."
"I love you too," he laughed as he rolled his eyes.
She continued to smile at him as she invitingly pulled back the bed covers. "Come on, let's go to bed."
He walked towards the bed with a small smile. That statement wasn't half as exciting anymore.
They climbed into bed and he immediately wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest. He placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck like he did every night.
She smiled to herself as she placed her hand on top of his, which was resting on her stomach. "You are definitely the world's best husband."
"You are going to have to get me a t-shirt that proclaims that," he joked. She giggled until he spoke again, "So what are the rules? Like what can't we do? What does this entail?"
"Umm, nothing that has the word sex in it I guess," she murmured sleepily. "So we can make out and pet above the waist."
He gulped harshly. It was going to be a very long forty days.
Day 1…
Jackson awoke the next morning and, upon remembering the forty day vow of celibacy that he had taken last night, resented how warm and soft his wife was. His arms tightened around April and he groaned. They had always been particularly partial to morning sex so he now felt like a mouse fruitlessly chasing a piece of cheese.
He placed a series of kisses on her bare shoulder and she quickly awoke and stretched her limbs.
"Morning, honey."
"Good morning," he replied as he played with her hair. "Do you want me to make you some breakfast?"
She rolled over so that she could face him and smiled brightly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "That sounds amazing. Thank you." She kissed him before she slipped out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower."
Jackson waited until she had closed the bathroom door behind her before he got out of bed and slowly made his way to the kitchen. He started the coffee pot before he gathered all of the things he needed to make omelets.
April must have taken a very quick shower because she entered the kitchen in her robe before he had even finished cooking. She wrapped her arms around his waist while he was attending to the stove and placed a kiss on the bare skin of his back.
"That smells amazing," she purred.
"You smell amazing," he countered. He turned his head so that he could capture her lips and he deepened the kiss as something occurred to him. "Why didn't we make love last night?" He asked in confusion. "I was obviously not thinking clearly."
She giggled as she gently rubbed his back. "It won't be that hard, I promise. Forty days will go by before you know it."
Day 5…
"I'm dying already," Jackson vented to Brooks as he poured himself a cup of coffee in the attendings' lounge. "I know that it's only been five days but April and I have a very active sex life. This is torture."
"I feel for ya man," Brooks sympathized. "I remember when me and Mel weren't having sex. I get it."
Jackson took a seat at the table in the middle of the room and Brooks sat beside him. "It's like I notice everything about her now, and everything is sexy," the plastic surgeon ranted. The way that she mindlessly ran her hand through her hair when she read something…the way that she grinned at him when he yelled at his favourite sports teams on television…the way that she pulled her scrub top over her head at the end of the day…everything was arousing. It was like he was fourteen all over again.
He raised his head when he heard the door to the lounge open and forced a smile when Yang walked into the room.
"Good morning," the cardio surgeon greeted them rather pleasantly.
"Yeah, whatever Yang," Jackson grumbled in reply.
Cristina laughed as she walked up behind Jackson and leaned down to teasingly whisper in his ear. "What's the matter Avery? Not gettin' any?"
"How could you tell?" Brooks questioned sarcastically.
"Kepner's a dead giveaway too," she remarked. "Have you seen the ER the past couple days? It's eerily efficient, and Kepner does her best organizational work when Avery isn't distracting her."
Jackson grumbled as he did his best to ignore her. Luckily, he had a full schedule of surgeries to take his mind off of things. He stood up as he announced, "I got pre-ops to check on."
Day 11…
Jackson walked into the bathroom yawning and absentmindedly scratching his jaw. He sleepily brushed his teeth before he turned around and stared at his wife in the shower. He hadn't even noticed that the water was running. He was now eternally grateful that their shower stall had a clear glass door. He hadn't seen her naked in way too long and she looked phenomenal. Her curves drove him wild. He felt like his testosterone levels were at an all-time high because all that he wanted to do was ravage her.
April felt his gaze on her so she spun around and looked at him disapprovingly. "Jackson, go away."
"Can I join you?" He asked as persuasively as he could.
She laughed, "Nope, wait your turn." He walked towards the shower and pressed himself against the door. "Knock it off; I'm not letting you in. I'm almost finished." She giggled when she saw him reach for the door handle. "Don't even think about it," she warned.
He pouted at her. "I do have some self-control, ya know? I can take a shower with you."
She raised an eyebrow in disbelief and he didn't even bother to argue any further. He huffed before turning on his heel and walking out of the bathroom. "You're the worst wife ever!"
She tossed her head back and laughed. "You're such a baby!" She called out with a laugh as he left the bathroom.
April finished her shower and grabbed a towel to wrap around her body. She padded out into the living room and hugged her grumpy husband who was stood up watching sports highlights with a glass of orange juice in his hand.
"Did you have a nice shower?" He asked unenergetically as he wrapped his arms around her small shoulders.
She nodded against his chest before she tilted her head upwards to look at him. He looked like she had taken away his favourite toy, which in reality she had. "What can I do to make you less grouchy?" She asked before placing a kiss on his chin. "Since we're not working, want to do something fun tonight?"
An eyebrow shot upwards in interest. "Like what?" He knew that whatever she suggested wouldn't be as fun as sex.
She chewed on her bottom lip thoughtfully. "I can try to get tickets to the basketball game. That would be fun, wouldn't it?" She asked as she wriggled out of his hold and stepped towards the kitchen.
"That would be fun," he replied as he followed her.
"Great," she smiled brightly. She pushed herself onto the tips of her toes and kissed him soundly on the mouth. "We'll have a date night!"
April had made a call to a friend of hers that worked in promotions and managed to score two tickets to the Supersonics game. They went to dinner at a nice restaurant before the game and it was a great night. Seattle had even won!
"I had such a great time!" April stated happily as she walked through their front door. "Even though I don't really care that much about basketball," she giggled. She whirled around to face her husband and placed her hands on his chest. "Did you have a good time?"
"I did," he smiled. "I like taking you out." He grinned as he placed his hands on her hips and leaned down to give her a kiss. "I like showing you off."
"Showing me off?" She questioned as she felt her face flush. "What do you mean?"
Jackson chuckled as he pushed her into the living room. "I mean that you're hot, and I like showing other guys that you're mine." She had been especially adorable tonight and the jeans that she was wearing made her ass look incredible. There had been a guy a few seats down from them that had been blatantly checking her out throughout the game.
April smiled while biting down on her bottom lip, so that was why he had kept his arm wrapped around her all night. She knew that when women looked at them together, they were jealous, and possibly a little confused. Jackson was devastatingly gorgeous so all women looked at him. But she had never thought of men looking at them together and feeling jealous because she was on his arm. She had never really been that woman.
"I am yours," she whispered as she pulled him down on the couch with her. She shifted onto his lap and entwined her fingers around his neck. "I really love you," she stated lovingly.
Jackson smiled back at her as he slipped his hands underneath her green, long-sleeved shirt. "I really love you too."
She hungrily pressed her mouth against and he wasted no time before responding to her. He pressed his hands flat against her back and drew her closer to him. She moaned in approval and he grinned smugly as he dropped his mouth to her neck. He kissed downwards until he reached her cleavage while she ran her fingers along his scalp.
He admired her entire body but he had a newfound appreciation for her boobs since he wasn't allowed south of the border. He guided her shirt over her head and quickly removed her bra. He lapped at a nipple with his tongue while his hand massaged her other breast.
His name escaped her in a sound somewhere between a squeak and a groan and it sent a shot of electricity straight to his groin.
April ran her hands along his broad, muscular shoulders as she subtly changed her position in his lap. However, she moved enough to feel his massive erection beneath her.
She instantly felt guilty for getting so carried away so she placed both of her hands on his face and pulled his mouth away from her breast.
He looked up at her quizzically. "What?"
"You should go take a cold shower, baby," she told him regretfully.
Jackson sighed in disappointment and leaned back against the back of the sofa. "Right," he breathed.
She stroked his cheek as she kissed him softly. "I'm sorry."
"Can you do me a favour?"
"Absolutely," she nodded.
"Put your shirt back on," he requested with a pained facial expression.
April blushed as she grabbed her bra and shirt and held them against her chest. "I'm sorry," she apologized again.
Jackson couldn't help but laugh as he grabbed her waist and deposited her on the cushions of their couch. "It's fine. Only twenty-nine more days," he grimaced as he slowly got to his feet.
Day 24…
On a Saturday afternoon, after doing a load of laundry, April walked into the living room and saw that Jackson had pushed the coffee table to the side and was now sitting on the rug in just a pair of sweat pants. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
"I'm getting ready to work out. I don't feel like going all the way to the gym today so I'm just going to do it here," he explained. "It's easier."
"Can you please not?" She requested with a slight whine to her voice.
"Why?" He asked with a small smirk. He already knew the reason why, he just needed to hear her say it.
"Because you know how attractive I think that is. You're all muscley and then you get all sweaty." She licked her lips due to the thoughts racing through her mind.
She had gotten through the first two weeks of Lent with ease, but since then she had been…struggling. She knew that this had been her idea but her crumbling willpower was entirely Jackson's fault. She was convinced that he was trying to seduce her. He never wore clothes around the house anymore, every time that he kissed her it was long and slow, and completely mind-blowing, and he had just been doing everything right lately. He really was the world's best husband, with the most sinful body.
He brazenly grinned at her. "Well that's not my fault. I want to stay in shape. Why don't you get comfortable and watch me?"
She laughed with a roll of her eyes but did as he suggested. She grabbed a book that she had recently started reading and settled on the sofa. Every now and then she discreetly lowered the book and watched Jackson do a series of sit-ups.
He was so beautiful.
He did fifty sit-ups before he switched to push-ups. "Ya know," he grinned. "This is great motivation."
She rolled her eyes again and tried to return her concentration to her novel. "Just keep doing what you're doing. I don't care," she stated unconvincingly. She read four sentences before her eyes fell on him once again. The way that his shoulders bunched practically made her squirm. "Okay," she groaned before she tossed her book onto the other side of the couch. She walked over to him and placed her foot on his back in order to push him to the ground. "This has gotta stop."
He chuckled as he rolled over onto his back and quickly grabbed her foot and pulled her down on top of him. "Couldn't resist me, huh?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her body to his.
"Not when you look the way you do," she said before she kissed him.
"Now you know what I've been enduring for the past twenty-four days," he muttered between kisses. "You're a little tease."
April pulled back and looked down at him affronted. "I'm a tease?" She repeated incredulously. "Says the guy who's working out in the living room! You're the tease," she accused.
"You barely wear a bra anymore," he argued. "It's unbearable."
"You never wear a shirt anymore," she shot back.
Jackson tossed his head back and laughed loudly. "Stop arguing! This is way harder for me and you know it!"
She smacked his chest before she hopped to her feet and headed down the hallway.
"April," he called out to her. "April, come on!"
He heard a door close and he laughed to himself when he realized that they had just gotten into a fight over who was more of a tease. This agreement was really messing with their heads.
Day 32…
Jackson snuck up behind April and possessively looped his arm around her waist. He had a lull in his schedule and he only wanted to do one thing. She was standing at the nurses' station with her pen to a chart, and Karev was standing beside her, but he couldn't wait any longer. Over the past few days, they had taken a completely different approach to giving up sex for Lent. Instead of avoiding each other, or arguing, they made out like two horny high school kids whenever they got the chance. It was actually pretty fun.
"Come to an on-call room with me," he whispered.
April shivered as she felt her husband's hot breath in her ear. "I'm kinda busy right now, sweetheart," she responded as she looked at Alex out of the corner of her eye. They had been talking over a case that they were working on together.
Alex rolled his eyes when Avery turned to him with a sad, pleading look. "Just don't be late for surgery, Kepner," he huffed.
April smiled brightly and gently smacked Alex's arm in thanks. "Thank you Alex!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," the peds surgeon mumbled.
Jackson led April by the hand to the nearest on-call room and excitedly opened the door for her. He wasted no time before he playfully pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He kissed her passionately before he pulled back and frantically hauled her scrub top over her head. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gently pushed to create a little distance between them. "Slow down tiger," she said through light laughter.
He gave her a small, sheepish smile. "Sorry," he muttered. He leaned down to kiss her once again but slowed down the pace of his movements. "Ya know, I think this past month has turned me into the world's best kisser."
She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I think you were pretty amazing before honestly."
He hummed as he dropped his mouth to her neck. "Thanks babe." A devilish smirk spread across his face before he removed her tank top and began to kiss along her bra. "Do you like it better when I kiss you here?" He asked as he planted a soft kiss just above the front clasp of her bra. "Or here?" He dragged his lips up along the edge of her bra until he stopped at the top of the cup. "Or here?" He slipped his tongue inside her bra and found her nipple.
She let out a low moan and clenched her thighs together. He was doing terrible, but also wonderful, things to her. She gathered all of her willpower and firmly placed her hand underneath his chin. She raised his head and kissed him softly on the lips. "Be good."
He bit down on his bottom lip to contain his wide grin.
"I know that you have more willpower than this. You're an Avery, you're disciplined!"
He continued to smirk at her. "This is very different." He kissed her again before he returned to her cleavage. "You're the most tempting woman I've ever met," he whispered.
She ran her hands over the back of his head and down his back as he impishly nipped her skin with his teeth. She knew that she needed to stop him but she didn't want to.
He moved down to her navel and kissed all of the exposed flesh that he could reach. He was too tempted to untie the strings of her scrub pants so he rolled over and collapsed in defeat on the other side of the bed.
She quickly rolled into his side and laid her head on his chest. She looked up at him apologetically. "I'm sorry," she said guiltily.
"It's okay," he sighed as he ran a hand through her hair. "Only eight more days. Only eight more days," he chanted to himself.
April propped her chin up on his chest and smiled at him. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"No," he grinned, "but you can make it up to me in eight days."
Day 40…
"Thanks for coming guys!" April called out from the patio as she watched her friends get in their cars. They had invited a large number of their co-workers over for dinner but she was glad that they were finally leaving.
When Meredith and Derek's SUV pulled away, April rushed back into the house and ran to the kitchen. Jackson was standing at the sink, doing the dishes, and she approached him with a mischievous grin.
"Jackson," she purred as she placed her hands on his back. "Everyone is gone."
"Okay," he nodded. "You can relax while I do the dishes."
She manoeuvred to stand at his side and looked up at him in surprise. "You do know what today is, don't you?"
He nodded once again. "Yup, Lent is over, and you were right, it was refreshing. Rejuvenating. I feel great. In fact," he began slowly. "I think that we should do this whole no sex thing for a little bit longer."
April didn't believe his words for a second. She pressed the front of her body against his side and whispered, "Really? Because I want you inside of me so bad that I can barely stand it."
Jackson dropped the plate that he was holding and removed his hands from the sink. He dried them off before he slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her eagerly. He had been trying to play hard to get to prove a point but to hell with that.
Their kissing was rough, all teeth and tongue, and they fought to rid each other of their clothes. April pulled his sweater over his head and he ripped her blouse from her body. She giggled and started to work on opening his belt as the buttons clattered against the tiled floor. She was too worked up to focus on anything besides being with him, and she knew that he felt the same way. She gave him a long kiss before she spun around and pushed her jeans and underwear down to her knees.
"Ah, fuck yes," Jackson panted in excitement. She knew that he loved this position. He pushed his own jeans and boxers to the floor before he slowly entered her from behind. He hissed and tangled one of his hands in her thick hair. "Holy shit," he spoke through gritted teeth.
April moaned in agreement as she placed her hands flat against the kitchen counter for support. She bit down on her bottom lip as he started to thrust inside of her. She arched her back and he reflexively pulled her back against his chest. She wrapped an arm around his head and turned her neck so that their lips could meet. She grunted and trapped his bottom lip between her teeth when his hand skidded down over her stomach and slipped between her legs.
"Jackson," she squeaked in pleasure.
His response was to grin devilishly at her. He used the hand that was in her hair to gently tug her head backwards so that he could nip at the taut skin of her neck. She groaned and bucked back against him, and he closed his eyes to savour the moment. She really had no idea that the simplest things she did drove him nuts. "You are so sexy, April," he whispered.
She brushed her nose against his cheek before she intensely locked eyes with him. They shared a breath before a smirk formed at the corner of her beautiful mouth. "Harder," she instructed. "I'm not going to break."
A shiver ran down his spine and he was surprised that he didn't come right there on the spot.
He did as she requested and also moved his hand from her hair to her breast as he doubled his effort to get her to that pinnacle that she was aching for. He knew that she was close; he could feel her body tightening and hear her breathing become less rhythmic. He pushed his fingers underneath her bra and tweaked a nipple at the same time that he slipped two of his fingers inside of her. Her body stilled for a moment before she arched her back and cried out a string of words that Jackson had a hard time interpreting.
It only took two more shallow thrusts for him to finish as well, with a groan ripping from the back of his throat.
His upper body flopped on top of hers as they both fought to catch their breath. After a few moments, he placed a series of kisses down her back before he pulled out of her and took a step backwards. He pulled his boxers back up but kicked his jeans across the kitchen floor.
April fixed her underwear as well and did the same thing to her jeans. She slowly turned around and faced him with a big smile. "Wow."
"Yeah…wow," he agreed. There were no other words. That had been too good to accurately describe. He reached forward and cupped her jaw so that he could draw her into him. He gave her another long kiss before he spoke again. "You were incredible."
"No, you were incredible," she giggled. They kissed again as she lazily draped her arms over his shoulders. "Wanna go to the bedroom?" She asked coyly.
He grinned and surprised her by tossing her over his shoulder. "Yeah, let's go to the bedroom. We'll be lucky if we come out before another forty days pass."
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