The Shinigami Would Be Laughing (mark 2 one on one)

Orihime returned the smile. "You're welcome...and thank you as well; It wasn't so bad on my end either."

She was suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious in what little she wore, and made her way upstairs to change into the uniform required for her classes, the same one she had worn when she first met Jackie. It was hard for her to believe that had been less than twenty four hours ago. Coming back downstairs, a thought came to her and she tracked Jackie down.

"I just realized, there is one small chore you could do for me, if you didn't mind." She reached into her cleavage and came out with a twenty dollar bill. "Would you mind going to the hardware store for me? I need a lock to put on the outside of my study."
 
Jackie blushed at her praise, then smiled as she rushed upstairs. When she came back down, he blinked, surprised at her request. Then he nodded. "Do you need the tools too?"
 
Somehow, she hadn't thought of that; Other things on her mind perhaps. She reached in and came out with another twenty.

"I forgot. Yes, that would certainly help. Thank you."
 
Jackie raised an eyebrow, then grinned. "I have tools, you know. All you need is screwdrivers and maybe a drill or router. Unless you have the door predrilled." He didn't know why, but something about the word drilled struck him as odd, given the circumstances.
 
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She shook her head. "No, no the door isn't predrilled. I really don't know much about that kind of thing, so...if you could supply the tools, and maybe a little help, it would be...umm, helpful."

Orihime gave Jackie a last smile, and headed out. She was glad for the help he had already been able to provide, between the shopping and cooking, and didn't want to put too much on him, especially since he only just moved in. Still, it was going to be nice having someone that capable around. If he did stick around a while, of course.
 
Jackie smiled, and nodded. He watched her rush out, then headed out himself. It was several hours before he got back, and he had a fairly decent lock and a couple of new bits to drill the whole for the lock. He had decided to wait for her return before actually doing the work, and sat in the living room, relaxing on the couch.
 
Orihime was back home in the early afternoon, moving a bit slower and looking beat, but none the less smiling as usual. As she passed through the living room, she took a moment to stop and give a short bow of greeting to Jackie. This one, however, offered much less cleavage on display, due to her fully buttoned uniform.

"Hello Jackie...I saw the bags, thank you for running that errand for me. Please let me know if there's anything I can do to repay you. I was just heading into the kitchen to get something to drink...is there anything I could bring you?"
 
Jackie smiled, and nodded slowly. Then he considered her question, and shrugged. "Some chips, maybe. And a soda. So is the lock the right kind?"
 
She nodded to acknowledge what he had asked for, and wandered towards the kitchen, distracted by her task when she answered back to him.

"Oh yes, the lock looks fine to me. It should definately be enough to keep things from getting out again."

Bringing back a bowl of chips for each of them and two cans of soda, Orihime handed Jackie his, then dropped onto an armchair facing the couch, and swung her legs up onto the coffee table to rest.
 
Jack smiled, and nodded. He opened the can of soda, and started eating the chips. Between bites and sips, he looked at her. "So how was your day?"
 
"So how was your day?"

Orihime was openning her own soda, and looked up. "Oh...my day? Well, it was..." She took a sip off of her soda before going on. "It was nothing too special. Same old same old. Studying. Copying notes."

Her voice started to trail off, her eyes intent upon her soda can. "Some, um...practical application pratice, into...some, umm...low level...inter-planar summonings."
 
Jackie raised an eyebrow as he heard that. His next words probably seemed like a geek moment. "Succubus, Incubus, or other?" He said it with a straight face, though even he wasn't sure if he was serious.
 
Orihime munched a few chips, and went on in a perfectly normal, calm and casual, 'this sort of thing happens all the time' tone of voice.

"Other; It was demonic in nature, but of indetermine gender...and it wasn't sexual driven, so Incubus and Succubus wouldn't be the right terms."
 
Jackie considered that, and tilted his head. "And if it had been? Would that have been more fun?" He regarded her calmly, almost teasingly. He smiled, the sudden desire to pull her into his lap and enjoy her in her school uniform coming to mind.
 
She returned his smile, as she always did, but spoke in a serious tone.

"No, not nearly as much fun as you might imagine it to be. An Incubus or Succubus of even minor ability would be driven with such a sexual hunger that it would very literally sex a person to death, and have the energy to move on to yet another. Can you imagine, if it were you and not me, summoning a demonic woman that wanted nothing more than to keep at you, tirelessly, until you were too exhausted to even breathe; Your body so depleted, you had begun orgasming blood?"

She shook her head. "No, I assure you; A normal, human partner would be enough to satisfy me and any needs or wants I may have."
 
Jackie had to grin at that. Then he nodded. "I'll bear that in mind, Miss Orihime." He looked her up and down. "You look beautiful, by the way."
 
"Thank you Jackie. But I think you're probably being too kind, if I look as poorly as I feel; Very run down, but it feels nice to have my feet up for a while."

She just sat sipping at her soda, facing him and smiling. "And the company helps, I might add."
 
Jackie smiled, and then moved over to the same piece of furniture she occupied. He knelt down beside her, and started to rub and massage her shoulders. "Is that better?"
 
Orihime sighed and nodded, shutting her eyes. "Yes, thank you; It feels very lovely."

She sat and enjoyed the massage for a while, then bit her lower lip and leaned forward slightly. Without a word, she eased out of the top half of her uniform, sitting in her skirt and a fairly plain black bra. She looked back over one now mostly bare shoulder at Jackie.

"I thought...maybe without the blouse, it might feel better still."
 
Jackie nodded slowly, and continued the massage once Orihime had vested herself of her blouse. He worked his hands along her muscles, rubbing and massaging the soft skin and muscles.
 
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