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[mendacium]

It wasn't as if Nora was going to be in town for too terribly long this time, and the more she thought about it the more she realized that involving another in her and Jack's playtime was courting danger; her Andrei was a sweet boy, make no mistake, but he was a baby and he was new to this lifestyle and what's more there was always the slight possibility that something might go wrong.  While her bodyguards were disposable, her carefully-picked seconds were not, and he was in the latter category.

But she was Nora Gainesborough, and she didn't get nervous, not really, so after making the appropriate arrangements, she had Jack summoned to her place.  Until all was well and settled, it'd just be the two of them, and it was in that spirit that she moved to the door, swinging it open before Jack had even finished knocking.

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[forever_jack]

Jack had been looking forward to this quite a bit, and thus actually, for once turned up on time.

He paused with his hand still raised from knocking when Nora opened the door suddenly on him, and gave her a wry look as he stepped through into the room.

"Anyone would think you're excited to see me!" he commented, with warm amusement, reaching for her hand to kiss it extravagently.

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"Darling," she cooed, dipping into the slightest of curtsies as he pressed lips to her knuckles. It was a show of manners that was highly at odds with her current appearance, already partially undressed, in good form for entertaining but clearly it would be entertaining of a certain sort: black lace dressing gown and lace gloves, one of her rather usual corset-and-stockings getups underneath (this one black and red both), hair halfway-unpinned.

Gesturing him into the room with her free hand, she murmured, "Of course I am. I think we're both looking forward to this."

[forever_jack]

He laughed indulgently at her overdone girlishness, and rubbed a warm thumb over the back of her lace-covered hand before letting it go and taking a step back so he could look her up and down, very obviously enjoying the view.

Then glancing enquiringly around the rest of the room as he slid his coat off and hung it up. "Is it just us? I thought we were expecting a third tonight?"

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They weren't entirely playing quite yet, so Nora felt no shame in stepping back and posing the slightest bit for him, grinning and placing a hand on her hip. "Strikes your fancy, does it?" she teased, giggling.

But after a moment she just had to sigh. "We are. I sent him out for dinner, but he won't be gone too much longer."

[forever_jack]

"I love it," he confirmed warmly, laughing again at her posing, loving this part of their play just as much as the other sort.

Then he frowned slightly as she sighed, quirking an eyebrow. "Problem?"

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To that, Nora absolutely purred, turning in a circle to give him the full show before she went to perch on the edge of the bed, one leg folded over the other. "Good," she agreed. "I do rather like putting on a show for you."

But to that she was quicker to shake her head, adopt a determined sort of expression. "None if he behaves," she declared.

[forever_jack]

"I love it when you put on a show for me," he grinned, still openly admiring her as she twirled and then sat, so graceful and yet with such control.

After a moment, he moved to sit beside her, hitching one leg up so he could face her. "Anything I need to know before we start?" he asked mildly. He was sure she had it all planned out, but he also thought he could see a trace of uncertainty there and wanted to give her the chance to air any concerns she had. Or instructions. Those were good too.

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"Oh, I know," she cooed. "Our mutual exhibitionism has always worked in our favor, I think."

She tilted her head at the question. There was uncertainty, but not for lack of planning; though she'd never own to it, she hadn't exactly organized many threesomes, especially not ones where not every party was vampire. But all she said to Jack was, "We're going to do some of that exhibitionism first off, get things going."

[forever_jack]

Jack's grin widened. "Sounds good to me! So, a bit of showing him how it's done, to start with?"

Trying to make sure he was on the same page as she was, because obviously they were going to have to work together here if this was going to work.

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"Something like," she agreed, looking him over curiously. There were certain parts of the plan that she'd left vague to allow for her boys' moods, after all.

"How comfortable would you be with a bit of painplay?"

[forever_jack]

"You know I'm always up for that," he smiled, although yeah, how much pain he was comfortable with definitely varied with his mood.

"I assume you're not talking anything too heavy?" Not for a first time in company, and with what they'd talked about to follow.

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"Oh, nothing too," she agreed, leaning back just slightly on one hand. "I was thinking it might be nice to see some marks on the both of you is all."

They wouldn't last long, of course; shorter still with Andrei than with Jack, too. But it was a bit of a territory-marking impulse, even if it was just a temporary one.

[forever_jack]

His smile broadened at that, both at the prospect of being privileged to wear her marks and at the possessiveness she was giving off by wanting to mark them both.

Not that he had any kind of problem with that. He liked it when she got possessive.

"Going to make us a matching pair?" he teased, rather liking the idea of that, too.

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She let out a soft chuckle at that, watching him closely for reactions (she expected she knew what they'd be).

"Matching, complementary, something such as," she cooed, reaching forward to drag a fingernail down Jack's cheek, albeit not sharply enough to actually leave a mark yet.

[forever_jack]

Jack - as usual - was giving her plenty of reactions to enjoy, and they were all positive. He shivered slightly at the light scrape over her nail over vulnerable skin, his eyes darkening a shade. Oh, but he was looking forward to this!

"I like the sound of complementary marks," he grinned. "I've no idea what you have in mind, but it sounds interesting!"

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She gave a wide smile at that, scooting just a fraction closer. "Oh, my boy," she whispered. "You're going to be so good, aren't you?"

It came with a suggested threat, a note of and you know what will happen if you're not, and it was punctuated by her leaning in for another kiss, just as possessive as her words.

[forever_jack]

He could have responded with a smug "Always" but they both knew it would be a lie. He could be very good, but it was by no means an always thing.

Tonight, though, he was going to do his absolute utmost to set a good example for Andrei

"Best behaviour," he promised, breath quickening as she moved closer, and moaning softly as her lips met his, giving beneath her, letting her have him.

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Oh, and she focused very intently on having him, on tasting him (perhaps nipping at his lips to draw a drop or two of blood) and savoring him and listening to his reactions.

"What have you fantasized about when you think about tonight?" she whispered against his lips.

[forever_jack]

He shivered, loving her closeness, the intimacy of it, of her lips - her teeth - against his.

"Trying to be good for you, make you proud, knowing you're watching me, and he's watching me. And then knowing you're watching me with him. Being on display."

Basically, being the centre of attention, but he wasn't quite self-aware enough to put that into words.

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"You want to be a little showoff," she surmised, pulling back and flashing a wicked grin. "You want to star in your own little show, don't you? You don't even care how, you just want it."

She wasn't the slightest bit surprised by this, but it amused her.

[forever_jack]

He paused a moment, processing his own words returned to him but from a different angle, and then grinned. "I guess that's about it, yeah," he admitted, with a little shrug. "For me, it's very rarely about the what. The who and the how are much more important!"

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"And your ideal how?" she pressed gently, letting her hand trace from his neck to his shoulders to his chest. "Do you just have the vague one?"

She was looking for incentives to use later, not that he probably needed them.

[forever_jack]

He shivered at the path of her fingers, always sensitive to her touch at the most vulnerable parts of his body, and rather wishing he was already naked so that more of that touch was on bare skin.

Still, good things come to those who wait, and he could wait, for a while at least.

"Well, the how is very closely tied up with the who, isn't it?" he grinned. "To be honest, all you've really got to do is be you!"

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"You flatterer," she teased, drawing shapes against him in a way that she knew would make him itch to be undressed. "I assume you're choosing your words intentionally."

Not that it would be the only part of play tonight, of course, but she knew how her Jack was.

[forever_jack]

He was itching to be undressed, his skin tingling beneath the linen of his shirt, so much so that he was tempted to just strip it off - except that enjoying the anticipation was almost as much fun and he did so love this part of the proceedings.

His eyes twinkled at her. "Of course," he agreed easily, with absolutely no shame.