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Jackson was, as often at this hour (unless he had plans with Corbie), at the bar, and well on his way to completely sozzled. He would have sworn up and down that he could still walk in a straight line, if asked, but the truth was that that line would have to be a little squiggly in places. But his Virginia drawl was more pronounced than usual, and he was at that energetic, talking-too-much stage where everybody nearby might be treated as a friend, no matter what his relation to them were, if they even had one.

"We don't talk about it often enough," he told the next such person his eyes landed on, without so much as a hello, "but the clitoris is, by far, the best organ in the entire human body. 'd ya know it's the only organ, the only one, that serves no purpose but pleasure? That's just..." His hands moved in the air as he looked for the right word, narrowly avoiding splashing bourbon with the one still holding a glass. "That's amazin'. Twice as many nerve endings as in a penis, too. Just picture that amount of pleasure. Men got played."

Perfectly respectable conversation to have with anyone, after ingesting as much bourbon as he had. Perfectly. Respectable.

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Bo leaned on the counter, subsequently giving Jackson a good view of her chest, though she wasn't necessarily thinking of that - Bo was mostly amused at this sudden line of reasoning.

"Can't say I argue with you. It's my favourite part of the body too. Both on me and on other people." She waggled her eyebrows at him.

Bo might not be thinking of that, but Jackson's gaze dipped appropriately when she leaned forward. He looked up just in time to catch that eyebrow waggle, and raised his glass again to point a finger at her. "I thought you might agree. You're that kind of smart. And you got one!"

"I sure do, and I'm not afraid to use it." Like it was some sort of weapon or something. "What's made you think of it all of a sudden?"

"I don't need a reason to think about it," Jackson pointed out, then belatedly clocked on to what he should've answered. He smirked at her. "But maybe you inspired me."

"Is that right?" She grinned back to him, playful. There was always something about Jackson that Bo felt drawn towards. Perhaps it was the fact that he seemed to come with some tantalizing promises just from the energy she felt off of him. It took everything in her power not to ask him to demonstrate his familiarity with the female form right then and there. "Are you asking me for some pointers, Mr. Jackson?"

"It's Captain, darlin'," Jackson answered, and took a sip of bourbon. "And yeah, sure. Askin' for pointers."

He hadn't been, but sure, now he was. Now he wanted to hear those pointers.

For anyone else the topic might have been embarrassing or put a blush on her face. For Bo, this was a topic she felt pretty familiar with - if her old teachers could see her now.

She paused for a moment to try and consider how to actually give good pointers. She had to discard her first few thoughts and then a light bulb went off in her head. Still with a faint smile of amusement, she leaned well over the bar and moved her mouth to be close to Jackson's ear. Her lips parted and her tongue explored his earlobe in a few, deft movements meant to imitate some of the more effective use of a tongue on the female form.

Jackson had only been after a bit of dirty talking and some pleasant images to fall asleep to; this was a great deal more, and better than what he had expected to get out of it. It felt like there was a line going straight from his earlobe to his cock, and each whorl and swipe of Bo's tongue was shooting pleasure straight down his body. His free hand came to curl naturally on Beau's shoulder, resting there rather than holding her, and potentially bracing himself a little, for all that he was leaning an elbow on the bar anyway.

"Watch out, darlin'," he told her when she leaned back, his voice lower than it had been, his drawl even more pronounced than the alcohol could account for. "You're gonna give a man the wrong sort of idea, doin' things like that."

Having gone through The Dawning, Bo wasn't as ravenous before, but it didn't mean her instincts as a succubus were entirely quelled. It didn't help that she had always found Jackson somehow alluring despite being a 'regular' human. Still, Bo had the wherewithal to tell herself to take it easy. She played it up with a smile, though. "You wanted to know how. I thought it'd be best to give you a demonstration."

"Best," Jackson echoed, leaning back on his stool. He took a drink from his glass, and added, "That's one word for it."

But he didn't sound disapproving; Jackson had never minded a woman who knew the power she wielded, even if she had no intention of going through with anything. There was nothing wrong with a gorgeous tease.

She smiled to him, though she felt a small pang of guilt and another that felt a little like disappointment. "You'll have to let me know if my advice worked, when you get to try it."

"Darlin', I don't know what you think I've been doin' with my tongue up til now," Jackson remarked with a half smile. "We both know it's good advice already."

She continued to smile, her eyes holding onto that light playfullness. "Any girl'll be lucky to know you keep in good practice."

"Never had a complaint," Jackson confirmed with a half smile.

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