Home {Iris}

[jasonwright]

 After the rescue boats arrived, Iris and Jason, along with every other survivor rescued from the island, were taken to SC Memorial. It was only after he saw Iris fall asleep from the medication that Jason allowed himself to be taken away by doctors. They took x-rays to make sure the cut hadn't gone too deep and damaged anything more than just his skin. Satisfied his stitches were well done and all he needed was rest, the doctors gave Jason a bed and knocked him out for the evening. Once he woke up, they re-wrapped his bandages and released Jason. 

He's been awake for about an hour now, waiting outside Iris' room as the doctors do their final checks before they're willing to release her. He's nervous, drumming his fingers against the frame of the hospital door. He just wants Iris to walk out of that room, cast on her foot, and pain free. He just wants to get her home, because she needs to be home. 

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[jasonwright]

Jason knows what she's touching. Normally he'd feel a bit self-conscience, but there's something different about the way her fingertips trail over his scars. He kisses along her jaw, lifting her blouse over her stomach where he rests a hand on her hip.

[littleredsiren]

Iris can feel her heart thrumming against her chest, even as she nudges him off long enough to pull off her shirt for him. Something about him makes her a lot less self-conscious about her body and she doesn't mind the thought of him seeing her half-naked, or more. Laying back down, she tugs him back over her, kissing him softly and running her fingers over his stomach again.

[jasonwright]

He's smiling when she pulls Jason back down, because he's still surprised by how comfortable Iris is with him since the night before. It makes him happy and he wraps his arms completely around her, holding her close to him as their kisses deepen.

[littleredsiren]

She sighs happily against his lips, nipping softly at him as she draws swirling designs over his back.

[jasonwright]

Jason breaks away from her lips, kissing down until he reaches her collarbone. He keeps his arms wrapped tightly around her waist before leaning in again to kiss across her chest.

[littleredsiren]

She moans softly, arching up into his kisses. Everywhere his lips touch feels like its burning and her stomach clenches with desire as she tangles her fingers in his hair.

[jasonwright]

He brushes soft kisses along her sensitive skin there, lightly rubbing the inside of her thigh. Her skin is warm and comforting and he feels like all he needs is to touch her and he'll be happy.

[littleredsiren]

She lifts a hand to her mouth, stifling the moans he elicits with his touches. Its all she can do not to beg him for more as she squirms beneath him.

[jasonwright]

He leans up to kiss her hard, sensing the moan she bites back. He pushes her skirt up and slips a hand into her underwear, pressing against her. He meant to compliment her how pretty she looks in this outfit, but now he's too distracted.

[littleredsiren]

Iris moans into his lips, pressing up against his hand as she kisses him back fiercely. She's suddenly very glad she decided on a skirt today, even if it had more to do with getting over her injured foot than it did this particular perk. Her fingers tangle in his hair, holding him close to her as her kisses get more heated.

[jasonwright]

Following her encouragement, he slips a finger into her, moving slowly at first. He's again taken by the need to please Iris and only Iris, her kisses becoming more and more intoxicating. In a few minutes, he lifts her up, helping her completely out of her underwear.

[littleredsiren]

She wriggles out of her skirt as well while he has her up, kicking both garments off onto the floor. Then she's back against the sheets and kissing him eagerly, a drunken headiness quickly forming taking over any thoughts that weren't about him and the feelings he was giving her right now.

[jasonwright]

He leans back down to catch her kisses, completely absorbed in Iris and this bedroom. He cups her cheek, leaning over to kiss along her jaw, just wanting kiss her all over.

[littleredsiren]

Iris sighs softly, shivering at the strangely wonderful mix of rough beard and soft lips against her skin. Her fingers trail down his chest and she works at the button on his jeans, trying to get them off of him but fumbling as her mind refuses to focus on anything but his touch.

[jasonwright]

His thoughts are broken when she reaches down to unfasten his jeans and he quickly helps her, shuffling out of them and kicking them to the floor. Once he's undressed, he's focused again on kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear, needing to touch her again.

[littleredsiren]

She moans, tilting her head back for him as she squirms beneath him. Her fingers slide down his chest one more, brushing lightly over the edge of his underwear.

[jasonwright]

Jason shivers as her hands brush along his stomach, needing to be touched by her now. He tangles his fingers in her hair, playing with the ends as he presses against her.

[littleredsiren]

She takes that as encouragement, slipping a hand past the waistband and wrapping fingers around him, stroking him gently as she presses kisses against his jaw.

[jasonwright]

With the feeling of Iris touching him, Jason moans and presses against her hand, needing her now. He tilts his head to catch her lips and kisses her hungrily.

[littleredsiren]

She shivers at the sound of his moans, grip tightening slightly in response. His kisses leave her dizzy and warm with pleasure and her free hand cups his neck to hold him there.

[jasonwright]

His thoughts are gone now, completely absorbed in how good it feels to be touched by her. He breathes heavier against her lips and grips her hips, needing to touch her.

[littleredsiren]

She breaks the kiss now, keeping a steady pace with her strokes as she kisses down his neck, nipping a sensitive spot gently.

[jasonwright]

He swears under his breath, tilting his head to allow her kisses. His brain is pretty much broken right now as he loses himself in her.

[littleredsiren]

Iris presses soft kisses over his chest, fingers trailing down his side to rest against his waist. She can feel his heart beat against her lips and it's intoxicating, knowing she's the one making it beat so quickly right now.

[jasonwright]

Her lips on his chest feel like heaven and Jason slowly lays down on his back. Sinking down into the pillows and covers of her bed is a dream, and he pulls Iris on top of him.