You Have All of Me (Jamie x Claire/Reader Oneshot)

You Have All of Me

After 20 years parted, you were finally reunited with Jamie. The man you'd never intended to fall for, but had become the most intense love you'd ever felt. Being apart for so long wasn't like living a normal life, it was about surviving. Trying to make the most out of what you could, knowing your other half has been dead for over 2oo years. Without Jamie, even breathing was a chore. After returning to your time, Frank had never made things easier on you. The only thing that kept you going was your daughter, Brianna. Knowing that a part of him lived on in your child, getting to see that familiar red hair again, that stubborn attitude, and watch her smile in her sleep the same as Jamie once did, was enough to keep going. But finding out Jamie was alive and hadn't perished at the battle of Culloden, changed everything. Now here you were, back in the 18th century, reunited with your husband, and living in Fraser's Ridge. Every time you kissed Jamie you made the most of it after mourning his touch for over 20 years. Every kiss was like coming home, and every touch was like being reconnected with your other half.

You had just come back from buying some supplies and seeing a patient in town when you came back home to your cabin. It was still unbelievable that after all this time, you and your husband had a place all to yourselves where you could grow old together. Jamie was already inside, working on some papers involving the land, the tenants, and the taxes. He had on his glasses as he read through the pages. He thought they made him look like an old man but he almost seemed even more attractive with them on. Jamie was too immersed in his paperwork to notice you coming home until you snuck up behind him, hugging his shoulders from behind and kissing his neck. You could feel the tension leaving his shoulders as he relaxed, realizing it was you.

"You snuck up on me, Sassenach." Jamie took off his reading glasses, placing them on the table before moving them to your arms, holding you to him.

"Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you. Looked like you were busy," you said while nuzzling your nose on the side of his face.

"Dinna fash, Sassenach. I'm never too busy for you." his comment making your heart feel lighter.

"In that case..." you teased as you started kissing down his neck, your hands running down his chest, under his shirt. Jamie turned in his chair before standing up so you were face to face as he took your face in his hands. Your hands rested on his chest as he kissed you until you couldn't breathe. His tongue danced against yours in a familiar way as you could feel a wetness start to gather between your legs. Eagerly, you quickly started stripping Jamie of his shirt, then moved down to his belt, not stopping until he was stood in front of you, naked and all yours. Your eyes roamed your husband with lust in your eyes as an idea popped into your head. As much as you wanted him to touch you, and as much as you wanted him inside you, you had a more fun idea. Of course, you couldn't commence your plan until you were also naked, so you let Jamie help you out of your many layers of dress. Once you were also naked, you couldn't help but indulge yourself as Jamie caressed your breasts; first with his hands, then with his tongue. You moaned into the air at the feeling before remembering your mission. You brought Jamie's head up from your breasts, making eye contact with him to tell him your plan.

"I want you, Jamie," you whispered to him.

"You already have all of me." he melted your heart yet again with his words.

"I missed you, every day, for 20 years. Sometimes I still miss you, even when you're here because I know we were parted for so long," you confessed into the silent air.

"Aye, Sassenach. I missed you more than you could know." your hands were in his hair as his thumb brushed across your cheek as he held your face, obviously very precious to him.

"I want to show you what I would do when I would miss you," you whispered seductively. Jamie gave you an almost puzzled expression as you walked away, towards the bed. You heard footsteps behind you as he followed you to your shared bed. You laid down on your back, looking up at him, eyes blown with lust as you took in your gorgeous husband. Jamie sat down on the edge of the bed looking down at you, hesitantly excited for what was to come.

Normally, when you did this back in your time, you had to close your eyes. You had to in order to drown out the world you were living in, in order to take yourself back in time, to when you were with Jamie. It was always late at night, in the dark, you'd close your eyes and reminisce about your intimate relations with Jamie. Whether it was your wedding night, the time he made you call him "master", the first time you had made love together in France after what happened at Wentworth, every time was special and beautiful.

But Jamie was here, and he was sitting right in front of you. All of your memories and fantasies of him couldn't compare to the present. He wasn't even a foot away from you and yet it was still too far. But he was here, and that made this all the better.

Meeting Jamie's gaze, your hands started to travel down your body. They stopped at your breasts, giving them a light squeeze in your hands, imagining it was Jamie's hands caressing you. You saw Jamie's hand reach out, wanting to touch you, but you shook your head at him.

"No, I want you to watch," you whispered out. Jamie's pupils only seemed to darken, catching on to your fantasy.

With one last squeeze, your hands continued down your body before resting on the mound between your legs, currently aching for attention. Your dominant hand slid down in between your folds, using the slick that had gathered as lubrication. Jamie's eyes followed your hand's every movement. Without thinking, Jamie's own hand started to wonder to his length, slowly stroking himself as he watched you.

You started slow, wanting to give him a bit of a show, as you rubbed the bundle of nerves that sat between your folds, building yourself up. As you rubbed at the nub you took in every inch of your husband's fit body. His chest muscles were large and covered with an attractive bit of hair. His stomach was also fairly built, you could see the muscle definition even when he was seated. You took in his large, muscular thighs that you often ran your hands over underneath his kilt, back in the day. He had to have strong thighs after riding horses for so many years. You saved the best for last as your eyes slowly raked up his built thighs before landing on his hard member. He was stroking himself at the same pace as you were rubbing yourself. His long fingers rubbing the entire length of his shaft, base to tip.

You could feel your orgasm starting to build the more you continued to rub yourself so you quickly picked up the pace. Jamie did the same as he stroked himself, watching you squirm and writhe, moaning into the room, as you bring yourself closer to pleasure. You were absolutely soaking as you finally brought your fingers to your entrance, using your natural lubricant, to insert two fingers into yourself, providing the ultimate pleasure. After a minute, you quickly found the spot inside you that made you completely let go. Usually, Jamie was the one inside you, hitting that spot over and over until completion.

You were literally on the edge of bliss as you and Jamie stared each other down. Jamie was currently biting his bottom lip as he quickly brought himself to the edge so he could finish the same time as you. With a few more thrusts, the tight feeling that was building in your lower gut finally released as you screamed with euphoria.

"Yes! Jamie! Oh god, yes!" You had to squeeze your eyes shut as the sensations taking over you were so intense. It was then when you opened your eyes you caught Jamie's face.

"Sassenach! Och..." Jamie continued to grunt as his strokes quickened as he released himself into his palm. Jamie's curls were sticking to his face from the sweat he exerted and he shuddered as he came down from his ecstasy. You then sat up from the bed, walking over to the kitchen to grab a rag. You cleaned yourself up from the mess you made before going to kneel in front of Jamie on the bed. He looked at you like you'd blown his mind away. You took his hand into yours before cleaning up his mess and any other spots you'd missed. Once you'd finished, you threw the rag into a basket in the corner and looked back at your husband.

"Aye, Sassenach, is that really what you would do? When you would miss me so?" Jamie asked still slightly out of breath.

"Well, close to it. Of course, you weren't there, so it wasn't nearly as enjoyable. I had to remember what it was like, instead of getting to watch you. This was much more fun though, if you ask me." by now you had joined him on the bed and were leaning your head on his shoulder, sat slightly behind him.

"Aye, I agree. But next time, I want to touch you." Jamie growled as he turned to pin you into the bed. You and Jamie were pretty worn out afterward, so you cuddled up together in bed, Jamie holding you from behind as you relaxed into him. Jamie fell asleep almost instantly, his light snores ticking the back of your neck. 'It's good to be home' you thought as you closed your eyes and slowly fell asleep in the arms of the man you were meant to be with, Jamie Fraser.