[for Nancy]

[more_flexible]

Since yesterday had been hard on her, Jack decided to go all out. The hut was back in form. With only his things, it seemed empty, but he'd gotten a bed from Ianto and moved things around a bit. Overall, it looked just about like it had when he'd loaned it to Karen.

He set up some food and candles and the record player, then walked to Nancy and Beverly's hut to pick her up, collecting a bouquet of flowers on the way. Who said he couldn't do romantic? It wasn't like he was going to treat it like nothing. But, like he'd told her, it wasn't everything.

Just a date that would end up with her naked and sweaty and sated. Eight months was far too long in his opinion.

Tux and flowers, jack looked good when he knocked on her door.

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[milfweed.livejournal.com]

By the time he came to get her, Nancy still was a little surprised at herself for making the suggestion. A date? No, not a date. A date implied the possibility of a relationship. So what was this then, a booty call?

Because when Jack showed up in a tuxedo carrying flowers, it sure did seem an awful lot like a date. She was glad that she'd dressed up a little, finding her favorite dress (http://www.bestlifeonline.com/cms/uploads/1/0707TPC_mlparker_main.jpg) that she'd taken from the clothes box months ago and hoarded. And since it was a fairly cool evening, she was wearing black stockings. And heels - not as high as the ones she'd nearly tripped over at Jane Bennet's ball, but high enough just the same.

"I didn't realize we were going to prom," she said with a hint of a smirk as she took the flowers from him.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I got my dad's car and no curfew," he teased as he offered his arm. "Come on, it'll be fun."

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

"I feel twenty years younger already," Nancy said, taking his arm, and then winced. "I really ought to stop saying things like that, I am so dating myself."

She brushed the top of his lapel with her hand. "You look very spiffing."

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Jack chuckled and lead her to the boardwalk to make the trip a bit easier.

"Spiffing. I like that. You're radiant. I like the dress."

He didn't mention the stockings. Thinking too long about them would almost guarantee they didn't make it to their destination.

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. I've had some long conversations with the clothes box in order to keep myself in the fashion to which I am accustommed. That suit seems like it was tailored to fit you. The box must really like you."

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"I might make promises to it and then follow through," he grinned. "Ask anyone...if you need something seduced from the clothes box, I'm your man. Ever since I helped this woman, Anamaria, get every frilly frock it would give up and then we took them to the beach and burned them. Danced around it, drunk off our asses on rum."

And then they'd fallen into bed, but that was probably not what Nancy needed to hear.

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

Nancy laughed. "That sounds like a lot of fun, actually. I'll tell you what. You seem like you've got really good taste. Like, the fashion sensibility of a gay man and the eye for a woman's body of a straight man. So if you ever find anything you think I'd look good in, I'll trade you some pot brownies for it."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Done and done," Jack smiled. "Although, it's not often it just starts throwing me women's clothes without a woman there. I might have to have a little help."

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"I could come stand there naked," Nancy suggested.

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"And the world would thank you for it," he replied. "And I would sweet talk the box into giving up nothing at all. How are your feet? It's not much farther."

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"Honey, these calves were made for heels," Nancy said. "I was a California housewife, before I started dealing I was doing pilates three times a week. I could hike in these things."

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He fell behind a little and looked at her legs and grinned. "Yeah, I've noticed before."

Noticed was maybe not the right word. Now, with the stockings, Jack figured the right word might be 'fantacized'.

"What's pilates?"

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

"Pilates? Oh, it's sort of like yoga but incorporates strength training on machines. But it's been a while. I'm not sure I could lift my leg over my head anymore."

She saw Jack admiring her legs, so she smirked a little and casually reached down and pulled up her dress on one side, just enough to reveal where the top of the thigh-high stockings were fastened with a garter.

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His voice was softer and dropped in register as he said, "I bet I could help you with that."

He could think of a lot of things to do with those legs. And everything else.

Jack caught up and wrapped an arm around her waist as he fell into step with her once again.

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

Nancy laughed lightly and pointed as they approached a hut. "This is yours, right? I take it that houseguest you mentioned is out for the evening?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Maybe not the evening. Hell, I don't know where he's at," Jack shrugged, leading her to the door and inside. He closed the door behind them and made sure that the lock was in place. John was smart enough to figure out Jack wouldn't lock him out with a damn good reason.

"Welcome to my place."

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"The perfect bachelor pad," Nancy appraised, walking past him and giving the space a cursory glance. "Not much to see, is there? Oh, you - " She looked surprised. "Dinner?"

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"If you're hungry. It's not much...I figured you'd be happier with some fruit and bread and dtuff rather than fake that you like what I might cook," he grinned.

"Don't you go to dinner before the prom? Or is there food there? I always got confused with the later twentieth customs."

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"Usually you go to dinner first, yes. Someplace far too fancy for seventeen year olds, all dressed up in your best prom finery." Nancy leaned over him to grab a strawberry.

"We went to a Moroccan restaurant where you eat with your hands and my date spilled stuff all over his tux. And stuck our vallet parking money down the belly dancer's skirt."

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"That's...interesting," Jack grinned, almost faking sincerity. He was more interested in running both hands down her waist until they settled on her hips.

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"Not that interesting," Nancy snorted, and then gave him an interested look as he pulled her closer. "Skipping straight to dessert?"

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"Just enjoying an appetizer," he purred as he leaned in to kiss her shoulder, then neck.

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"I hope you cleansed your palate," Nancy teased as she arched her neck to allow him better access, and sighed contently, draping an arm around his waist.

She was still holding half of a strawberry, so when he pulled away she held it up to his lips.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack took the bite, chewed and swallowed before he leaned in to kiss her softly.

"I think I'm ready for the next course."

[milfweed.livejournal.com]

Nancy kissed him back harder, hooking one leg around the back of his thigh. "Hungry?" she whispered.