Festivities and Fancies
A/N THANK you all who are still sticking with me, here is a little shameless FLUFF to start off your week. There may be a second part to the fluff as I work on the case. Those of you who are under 18 or whatever age it's appropriate to read smut, tune out after Jane goes to bed! Reviews make my week! :) and reader stats too! Okay ENJOY!
They all arrived back at Wardlow House about half an hour later in Phryne's care after dropping the police car off at City South. Hugh had taken a few minutes to change into his street clothes at the station, and he and Jack officially clocked out at 5PM, no earlier than was normal, but much earlier than Jack had been usually clocking out, but no one cared, they were all thinking about the festivities to come. Big or small, no one knew how to throw a party like Phryne.
When they arrived, Mr B came out with some light refreshments, and drinks to serve the hungry investigative crowd, as they waited till the rest of the guests arrived. Phryne immediately however went straight up to Jane's room to check on her, and found her fast asleep. Jet lag had finally caught up with her. She went in, and stroked Jane on the cheek softly to wake her up.
"Jane dearest, Jack and I have just returned for the day, and everyone else will be arriving soon to hear all about your adventures, can you muster enough energy to entertain us all for a bit?" Jane looked up bleary eyed and grinned
"I suppose I could muster just enough energy to keep everyone entertained, if it's absolutely necessary." She said facetiously. She got up smoothed her dress, and looked up at Phryne.
"All ready"
"Oh no Jane, did you really think I let you go all the way to Europe and come home and NOT get you a new frock? It should be waiting for you in your cupboard, I'll see you in a minute." Phryne winked at Jane as she walked out the door and headed back down to the parlour to be ready to greet guests as they arrived. Though she wasn't sure what the point of that was, Cec and Bert would use the backdoor, and Mac, the only other guest wasn't fussed about party etiquette. She had considered inviting some of Jane's old schoolmates, but Jane never seemed overly fond of any of them, so instead she kept it close with all of Jane's nearest and dearest, excluding Aunt P, simply for the chance for everyone to just let loose and enjoy themselves without worrying about offending her. She did have one surprise guest though that she was sure Jane would be over the moon to see. Jane's old best friend Ruby was living nearby with her granny and Phryne had made sure she was invited and able to come.
Jane arrived fully clothed in her lovely new frock just as Mac was walking though the door, followed shyly behind was Ruby, and the girl's faces when they saw each other was priceless. It made Phryne's heart fill with joy to see Jane so happy, but at the same time her heart sunk a little, thinking of Janey and how she would give almost anything to have one more minute with her. She pushed the thoughts away, however and took a sip of her Scotch.
The gathering was full of fun and laughter as Jane recounted her tales of Europe. From the strange man at the Louvre who tried to sell her a painting, to the pickpockets in Italy who chose the wrong girl to try to steal from, each tale was both exotic and silly. Everyone was doubled up with laughter as Jane recounted how she turned to the little gypsy boy who had attempted to pick her pocket, and punched him square in the nose.
Mac looked at Phryne and laughed "Thank goodness you didn't invite your aunt, she would have been horrified at Jane's' behavior," at which more giggling ensued, and Ruby looked quite confused. As the evening wound down Mac was the first to go, excusing herself by saying she had students to teach and bodies to autopsy tomorrow. Dot and Hugh were at the door saying their goodbyes, and Cec and Bert offered to drop Mac off on their way, and soon it was just Ruby and Jane giggling in a corner and Phryne and Jack who were growing weary of their current state of dress, and were longing for the privacy of Phryne's room.
"Let me just take care of Jane, and then I expect a reward for my excellent behaviour today."
Jack looked positively as if he were about to become unhinged. It had been far too long since he had been having regular intercourse and his body betrayed how much he enjoyed his newfound closeness with Phryne.
"Jane, I have talked to Ruby's granny and she has agreed to let her spend the night here if you girls wish." The two girls looked at each other and nodded, happy to be in each other's company after such a long time apart. "Alright then, it's settled, off to bed with you two, and mind you sleep Jane, you've had a long trip, and you are exhausted, you two can have plenty more time to catch up with each other tomorrow." Jane nodded, and the two walked up the stairs to Jane's bedroom. Phryne's heart warmed, it was nice to have Jane back and seeing her so happy was wonderful. She turned back to the other thing in her life that was making her equally happy.
"Shall we retire to a more private setting Inspector?"
"Well Miss Fisher, if you insist" And the two walked very quickly up to Phryne's room on the top floor.
As they began undressing each other, Phryne asked, "So what kind of reward am I going to get for all my good behaviour today?"
Jack began unbuttoning her blouse and replied gruffly, "I suppose you will just have to wait and find out" Ever impatient Phryne was quick to get the bottom half of his three piece suit off, and was working on the top as they made their way towards the bed. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her mouth passionately covering his. She could feel his length against her legs. She reached for her diaphragm, but he stopped her.
"You wont be needing this just yet." He had managed to get her completely undressed, save for her slip, and he hitched that up, and began to make his way down her stomach, towards her lower extremities. An action Phryne was not expecting.
"Where did you learn to do THIS Jack," she exclaimed as he began to use his fingers and mouth to excite her.
"I told you, Miss Fisher, " he replied coyly "I don't always do the right thing" in between using his toungue and fingers to reach places she had forgotten could be reached. His deft fingers had her soaking wet, and climaxing before she could even think anything else.
"OH GOD JACK" she cried and put her fingers through his neatly waxed hair. She gently pulled his head up to her mouth and kissed him passionately. She reached for her diaphragm and he quickly inserted it.
"Make love to me Jack", and he didn't waste any time. They didn't stop for 3 hours. Making up for a whole day of professional behavior, and 2 years of tension. Neither wanted to stop, but they knew that they were in the middle of a case, and would have to be up bright and early to be at the station to check the autopsy results, and give the new Chief an update on the case.
They eventually collapsed on the bed, too exhausted to move, and fell asleep in each other's arms, still not wanting any distance between them.
