Just a wee ficlit to get us us through this weekend
“I miss my husband.” She whispered, crawling into Jamie’s lap.
The joy of finding each other again, reconnecting after years apart, had faded as the weight of their separate lives threatened to crush them both.
Claire had stormed out of the house after their huge blow up. She’d gone off for hours while Jamie paced and worried and tried as best he could to give her the space she’d so obviously needed.
He’d just finished washing up when she found him. Wordlessly, she shed her cloak and outer garments until she stood in front of him in nothing but her shift. Jamie was still tense, punch-drunk tired and emotionally he felt he’d been wrung limp just like the washcloth he’d hung up on the peg moments before.
She closed the distance between them, fitting herself just under his chin, her cheek warm from her exertions and the rest of her cold as ice from her walk. Gooseflesh rippled all along her body at first contact.
She whimpered feeling the heat of him as his arms came around hers. He rubbed up and down, warning her as best he could. As he snaked his fingers down her arm, to her right wrist and then her palm he found her ring….his ring….their ring and firmly circled it with his own thumb and middle finger, moving it up and down slightly. She wasn’t wearing the other one.
“I never took it off.” It was important that he know.
He tilted her head up to his and kissed her hard, his hand clenched her fingers hard enough to make her shudder. She gave a soft cry of frustration then pushed him down. He landed on the cushion below.
“I miss my husband.” She whispered, crawling up into Jamie’s lap.
“Sassenach—” he whispered tucking a errant curl that had slipped free from her chignon back behind her ear.
“Shhh. I don’t want to talk about Mary.” She said kissing him as her arms wrapped around his bare shoulders. “or Geneva…or Frank. Only you. Only me. Jamie and Claire.”
Jamie’s finger slowly stretched out toward Claire, toward his wife. He slowly, oh so slowly moved the delicate straps of her shift off one shoulder, then the other. The fabric slipped down a bit as he shifted her body closer. Her skin had warmed now but his hands were still hot as blazes where he touched her.
The delicate bones of her clavicle, the graceful lines of her neck slowly revealed themselves to him. Just as he remembered.
His lips placed a soft kiss just above her breast then made their way down the slope of her cleavage, fluttering over her heart.
Claire made a soft sound of need and he stared up into that face. She had tears in her eyes watching as his lips relearned her secrets.
“You came to me so often in my dreams.” He told her. “I have seen you just like this. Mo nighean donn, with your hair coming down and your breast like ivory.”
“Kiss me again.” She begged.
Then she sighed. “I had forgotten.” she admitted.
“What?” He whispered.
“What did you miss most?” He asked.
“Everything.” She repeated causing him to chuckle. “The feel of your arms, The beat of your heart. The strength of your body. I thought I might go mad for the wanting.” Claire’s body began to slowly move against him. He moaned. “What did you miss most?”
“This.” He choked out kissing her with new urgency. “The joy of knowing how to touch you, to be free in all that I say and do.”
He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her and gripping her backside firmly between his hands.
His breath fluttered against her neck as she ran her tongue along his shoulder. His roughed scraped against her forehead. She shivered at the sound of his voice in her ear. She kissed his neck, his cheek, whirled her tongue near his earlobe, delicately clamping her teeth down. Her hands compulsively moved all along his back, his shoulders, her fingers running the bones of his spine.
“Oh, you feel so good!”
How many times had she imagined the feel of his hands tangled in her hair, gripping her hard, making her ache just like this?
He growled and pushed her slightly back.
“Take this off, Sassenach.” He told her as he helped her pull her shift up, baring her completely.
Then silence. Claire’s eyes flew to his face but he wore an expression she’d never seen before. Deeply uncomfortable, she moved her hands to cover herself.
“Jesus.” He whispered. His fingers came forward and he stroked her cheek so tenderly it made her heart squeeze tight.
“My God, how?” He asked.
“How is it that you are even more beautiful now than the first time I ever saw you?”
Claire pressed her body to his, rising up into position. That strong, fearless face whose fine details had been forgotten in the mists of time once more brought into sharp focus.
Tears welled in her eyes, too as a feeling of love came over her strong enough to steal her breath. He felt it, too.
“I need you.” A ferocious, buring want causing Jamie’s voice to sound hoarse.
“I want you inside me, Jamie, please.”
He made a panting sound as she moved and shifted. They both watched as he disappeared inside her and moaned at the sense of fulfillment that stole over them at their joining.
The heat and clutch, he’d forgotten altogether. She ground herself against his erection, and the pulse and the power of it long absent in her life.
Ah, but the the memory of how to move together came back to them at once as she rocked herself against him and his hands gripped her firmly, moving with her and her with him.
Everything they had been through led them to this moment. Neither one of them had been prepared for the utter devastation of being torn apart. Neither one of them had been prepared for the incandescent joy of coming together again.
So you not know what camera blocking is? Jenna HAS to be there to know where to stand you can’t have a stand in like the judges do. ALL dancers have to be a camera blocking if they are dancing in a number
Do YOU not pay attention? They’ve had stand ins before. She’s troupe. As long as she knows the dance she’ll be fine. Why are you attacking me? I hope she’s there too, but this week will be a little sketchy. She has camera blocking for both shows tomorrow.
So I'm like dodging the new s4 trailer since yesterday, because I want to be taken away by the moment I start watching the new season, y'know FFRESH. Also good morning (afternoon? Night?) ₩
Wait wait wait, are you dodging the s4 trailer or the new vlog everyone keeps talking about?? Because if it’s the vlog you don’t have anything to worry about, it’s just a recap of things we’ve already seen in s1-3 :D
Full list of references in Taylor’s LWYMMD music video (in order)
Nils Sjoberg gravestone - The pseudonym she used when ghostwriting TIWYCF with Calvin Harris
Bathtub full of gems - Referencing what Taylor said about her persona in Blank Space music video (“like she jets sets around the world, collecting men and she can get any of them but she’s so clingy that they leave and then she cries in her marble bathtub surrounded by pearls’”)
Single dollar in bathtub - Sexual assault lawsuit trial against David Mueller where she countersued for $1 and won
Throne of snakes - Kimye/Famous phone call incident, aka “Taylor Swift is #Exposed as a snake”
Et tu brute? - Reference to Shakespeare when Julius Caesar was betrayed and stabbed in the back by someone he thought a friend (Katy Perry & stealing dancers incident?)
Car crash scene - (“Driving a Maserati down on a dead end street”) 2014 Grammy’s when she was made fun of for thinking she won Album of the Year (aka Red should’ve deserved a Grammy)
Car crash outfit/look - Resemblance to Katy Perry; reference to her feud with Katy (plus, a possible dig at her having 0 grammy’s while taylor has 10)
Robbing a bank called “Stream Co” - Taylor’s battle with Spotify/streaming services, for which she was called “money hungry” and “greedy”
Army of mannequins scene - Criticism of her group of famous friends aka “girl squad” being a cult of all skinny, pretty white girls/models
I <3 TS Shirts of Male Dancers - Referencing Tom Hiddleston wearing a I <3 TS shirt; referencing the media mockery of her relationship with Tom Hiddleston
[END SCENE WITH 15 TAYLORS]
Her Surprise Face (“stop making that surprised face, it’s so annoying” “you can’t possibly be that surprised all the time” ) - Reference to people making fun of her for looking so surprised/shocked at award shows
“What’s with that bitch?” “DON’T CALL ME THAT” - Reference to Kanye’s “Famous”; how she was never told that he would refer to her as “bitch” in the song
“Oh, stop acting like you’re so nice, you are so fake” - Reference to criticism of Taylor being “fake” and not the friendly/nice/sweet girl she “poses” as
“Oh there she goes, playing the victim, again” - Reference to common criticism of Taylor always “playing the victim”
“Getting receipts, gonna edit this later” - Reference to Kim K’s (clearly edited) recording of phone conversation between Taylor and Kanye
“I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative” - Reference to Taylor’s response to Kim K’s recording