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Renovations (NC-17) Chapter One
Disclaimers: I own nothing you recognize. This is a PWP so pretty much plotless
sex. If that bugs you, go away Thank you.

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� I think I�m scaring
the muses� This was written in response
to the poll on the Foreververse YahooGroup.
Prophile asked what the favorite pairing was and it ended up in a three
way tie, so you a t a three chapter PWP.
I can�t promise long chapters, but I can promise smutty chapters� The chapters all take place at different
times but have a common theme to make it seem less random. So�here ya go�And this first chapter is
really for ParkerFloyd, who needs it. J

�Jamie! Stop that!
You�re getting dust everywhere!�
Rahne flung a rag at her soon-to-be husband and sighed as he continued
shaking the drop cloth out inside the small house. �If you don�t stop, you�re vacuuming.�
�That�s not
nice,� he sulked temporarily, dropping the tarp and trying to pout but laughing
instead when she growled at him. �I was
trying to make a space for us to eat.�
�We can go
to the main house,� she sighed, dashing sweat from her forehead with the back
of her hand. �We need to finish this wall first, though.�

�Rahne, we�ve been at this for
six hours. I need a break!� Jamie flung himself back onto covecovered
sofa, a cloud of construction dust mushrooming up at this action. Coughing and gagging, he swore under his
breath.
�I don�t
know what you�re complaining about,� she grumbled. �You�ve been using your multiples. I�m just me.� She swiped
a swath of paint onto the living room wall and frowned at it. �I don�t think I like this color now.�
�I am not,�
he said sternly, �going back to the store again! You�ll just have to live with your third choice!�
Rahne
dropped her roller back into the pan and crossed her arms over her chest. �But it�s so�plain.�
�We have
pictures to hang later,� he sighed. � Sit down, Rahne! Your OCD is showing.�
�Twit.� She sighed and wandered over to the sofa,
though, glaring at the matte, pale yellow walls as if they were doing her a
great insult. �I think I liked the
green better.�
He rolled
his eyes and pulled her down onto the sofa, ignoring her squeak of
protest. �I didn�t feel bad for the
girls until now!�
�What�s
that supposed to mean?�
�If you�re
this bad about paint, how bad are you about their bridesmaid dresses?�
�They haven�t
complained,� she sulked, ignoring his attempts to kiss her by turning her face
away. �Besides, I like the green for
those, too.�
�Then why
was Kitty complaining about having to buy purple shoes?� he teased, settling for
her neck and kissing her just beneath her ear.
�Oh, Hell!� Rahne was on her feet like a shot. pan>pan>�I forgot to tell them I changed my mind on
the color!�
�Sit down,�
he groaned, pulling her back to the sofa.
�It can wait!�
�No, it can�t!�
she protested, struggling out of his grasp.
�Tomorrow is the last day to make any changes�we�re getting married in
less than a month and the lady at the shop is already going to kill me��
�Rahne,� he
said quietly, �it can wait a little while��
She glared
for a moment and deflated visibly. �Do
you think so?�
�Mmmm�� He pulled her closer, his hand on the back
of her neck, brushing some dust from her nose before kissing her gently. She did not respond for a moment, tense and
taut as a bowstring, but finally returned the embrace after a bare moment. �Was that so bad?� he queried as he pulled
away for a breath.
�I suppose
not,� she smiled faintly. an>�an>�But we have
to get back to painting��
�No, we don�t,�
he insisted, kissing her again. She
made a muted protest in the back of her throat but did not pull away this time,
kissing him back with growing intensity.
She parted her lips for him and
leaned against him, pushing him against the arm of the sofa. �I guess we can take a tiny break,� she
whispered after a few minutes of heated kissing.
�A few?� he laughed. �Is that what you think of me?�
She merely smiled and kissed him
again, letting him shift their position so she was laying back and he was
between her thighs, his hands under her shirt pushing her bra out of the way to
caress her breasts, paying attention to the touches that made her sigh and
murmur in pleasure. Rahne raised her
hips, letting him pull her jeans off, cursing slightly when he could not pull
them over her boots. �Let me,� she
giggled, wriggling until she worked off first one boot, then the other, her
jeans and underwear landing in a heap on the floor. Jamie sighed in thankful appreciation, kissing her hungrily as
his fingers sought her center, her high-pitched gasp as he brushed against the
bud of her desire more than enough encouragement to continue.
Rahne closed her eyes and let her
head drop back against the sofa as Jamie�s lips closed over her nipple, his
tongue flicking and laving as he parted her thighs just a bit more. The press of his arousal against her was not
surprising but made her jump a little anyway.
She breathed his name as he pushed into her, just a little at first then
entirely, filling her. Her legs went
around his hips, holding him closer as he moved within her. Her soft sighs gave way to fervent moans,
ringing off the empty walls of their new home, the tiny house set far back on Institute
property. Jamie�s own litany of her
name and dear words became incoherent gasps and groans of his own as her
fingers dug into his shoulders, her hips moving against his, their mutual
rhythm becoming more erratic and desperate as heat flooded veins and climax
built in tightly coiled spirals.spanspan>Rahne
gasped sharply and rose against him, crying out ecstatically as her release cascaded
from her center outward, her body shuddered and becoming languid beneath Jamie
as he drove into her again and again, his cries muffled against her neck as he
reached his own end, the spill of release filling her with heat and completion.
Rahne caught her breath slowly,
stroking Jamies back as he lay against her.
�Well,� she said finally, �that took longer than a few minutes��
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