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Chapter One: Jealousy

After the last mission Ayame was involved in, she came back with several injuries—almost life threatening. Wufei panicked and didn't know what to do with himself. He wanted to be with her while she remained in the hospital, but he also couldn't leave work. Feeling sorry for him, Lady Une put him on leave and when he argued she told him that he had vacation time that needed to be used up. Or he would lose it. So for three weeks he stayed at the hospital with Ayame, only leaving when they needed things, he'd go home and cook when they didn't want to eat gross hospital food and when Quatre told him to go home and sleep in a bed and not a hospital chair.

Three weeks later Ayame was released from the hospital, with orders to go to physical therapy and mandatory therapy sessions. Wufei dropped her off, went to work and picked her up from her therapy sessions. They would go home and they'd cook dinner together and he'd tried to get her to talk about the mission. But she wouldn't open up, she would retort that it was between her and her therapist. However, her nightmares are what did her in. She would wake up screaming and thrashing, Wufei would calm her down and she'd cry herself to sleep in his arms.

Eventually, after coaxing her, she told him everything. How her team was ambushed and captured. When they were locked away they were put in individual cells. She didn't know about the others, but this wasn't her first single cell she had ever hand. But she knew that one by one her teammates were taken away to never be seen again. However, the enemy didn't touch her. They left her in the dark for weeks with no food or water for days at a time. And when they finally came for her she half excepted them to kill her on the spot, but they dragged her away to another room and began to torture her.

Wufei's blood ran cold, fearing for the worse. Ayame put his mind at ease, she wasn't rapped and she got away before that could happen. How she got away was pretty clever. She pretended to be dead, when the enemy dropped her body off in an alley and when she knew she was safe, she hobbled to the nearest payphone and called in for a rescue. She was home free.

When she returned to work Wufei was happy for her, she was getting her mind off everything, but he was a bit over protective of her. He'd keep an eye on her while they were at work and he went with her everywhere. Ayame didn't mind it at all; it was comforting to have Wufei around him. It made her feel safe, but then she started to notice his glares when she was around male co-workers. She thought about talking to him about it, but after everything he had done for her she turned her cheek and let it slide. Unless things got out of hand.

Wufei couldn't jump to conclusion. He couldn't believe it. Ayame was talking with another man, normally that wouldn't bother him, but she was standing awfully close and giving him a look that would be classified as hitting on him. She was smiling meekly, blushing and gazing up at him through her lashes. The last strain was Ayame gently touching his arm.

"Ayame," Wufei suddenly shouted catching everyone off guard.

"Y-yes?" Ayame approached Wufei slowly, her confused look never wavering from Wufei's intense gaze.

"In my office, we need to talk." His voice was stern and so emotionless. Ayame followed starring at the back of Wufei's head along the way.

Ayame shut the door behind her and just stood there as Wufei went to his desk, "So…"

"So what?" Wufei seethed as he sat at his desk.

"You said you wanted to talk." Ayame replied towering over Wufei's desk.

"I didn't want to talk. I wanted you away from Agent Ziddler." Wufei replied bluntly.

Ayame was speechless at first, but then she busted out in laughter.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"You're jealous." Ayame replied stifling another giggle.

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

Wufei shot out of his chair and pinned Ayame against the wall, the tips of their noses touching—lips inches away from one another. Wufei's brilliant dark orbs glaring down at Ayame, while his rough hands pressed hers up against the wall—just above her head.

"See, you are jealous." Ayame whispered rashly, her eyes never leaving his even though she was nervous because she had never witnessed Wufei act like this. Her thoughts were interrupted when Wufei roughly brought their lips together for an angry, but passionate kiss. His hands left hers and grabbed her face bringing her face closer to his. Ayame did the same, but pushed herself off of the wall and almost tripped them both over his desk. While Wufei balanced them out Ayame ripped off his jacket and tie, dropping them both to the floor. She then did the same to her clothes except she opened her blouse to reveal her cleavage and parts of her black lacey bra. Wufei managed to sit in his chair with Ayame straddling his hips.

Reality started to sink into Wufei's mind. They were still at work, his door wasn't locked and Ayame liked to scream. "Ayame we can't…not here…" Wufei mumbled as Ayame finished unbuttoning his shirt.

"We're not stopping." Ayame ordered and then ran her hand along his hardening cock to make a point and she made it when Wufei groaned and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. She smiled at the notion of sensitivity. His fingers dug into her jeans as Ayame ducked into the nook of his neck and began to tease that sensitive spot just below his ear. His hardening cock was at full peak and he was starting to get annoyed with Ayame's teasing. Rolling them out of the chair and briskly landing on the floor Wufei attacked her lips with ferocious fierce and managed to get her out of her pants. Skillfully while one hand dove straight into her drenched pussy, the other freed his raging cock and impaled it swiftly into her heat too quickly. Before Ayame could let out a monstrous moan Wufei covered her mouth with his hand that was playing with her wetness.

When her walls adjusted to the sudden intrusion his thrusts became harder and impatient, but he couldn't get that angle he wanted with his pants somewhat still on. He pulled out suddenly, leaving Ayame feeling empty and he relished in her frustrated moan against his hand. He flipped her over and pushed her chest onto the floor, her body already knowing what he wanted. Her ass curved into his waist while Wufei leaned forward and bit her ear and whispered, "If you make one noise, Himeno Takaogi, I will punish you in ways that you couldn't even dream of."

Her pussy drenched with new juices as Wufei's threat lingered in her mind, but she knew she wouldn't be able to keep herself from screaming. She saw one of their ties and Wufei caught on. He quickly swiped it and tied to snuggly to her head. Once again, Wufei cupped her heat and hummed with satisfaction feeling the ooze of her juices coaxing anew.

"Good girl." He mused as he set himself up at her entrance. There was no teasing her and there was no posturing. With one powerful thrust Wufei sheathed his cock inside her cunt and moaned behind his teeth—Ayame hid her head trying to muffle any noise that escaped from her binding. Wufei saw how she bowed her head; he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. Ayame squealed softly as her back arched to the sudden roughness. Her walls tightened around his member in excitement causing Wufei to smirk just a little. He had known that she liked this sort of thing he would've cut loose months ago. Releasing his cock from her craving cunt for just a split second and then, with all of his strength, he buried himself deep inside her.

Letting go of her hair, he grasped at her hips, digging his nails into her skin, and hammered into her continuously. Feeling his ending nearing, the swelling in his balls about to pop, Wufei pulled at her hair once more and took in her agonizing, but excited face. Within seconds his pleasure popped, spilling and filling her womb with his seed.

After Wufei pulled out, Ayame turned over onto her back and Wufei collapsed to her side. She pulled off the tie and inhaled deeply. Turning to look at Wufei and watched as his satisfied face didn't waver. She sat up with shaky legs and straddled his hips. Leaning in she kissed him passionately.

"Do you want to know what Agent Ziddler and I were talking about?" Ayame asked seductively. Wufei rolled his eyes and groaned. "His baby girl, Ilene, was born two days ago and he was only in the office to pick up a few things. I was only congratulating him and then he asked if you and I were thinking about having children."

"And that's why you were touching and flirting with him?" Wufei asked with frustration.

Ayame playfully slapped Wufei's chest, "I was embarrassed and didn't know what to say."

Wufei sat up on his elbows and cupped her face, his thumb stroking her cheek. "What are you saying Himeno?"

"I grew up with death and carnage. I watched as my friend's lives were taken, I took lives in return and I saw how the children suffered."

Wufei sat in silence remembering his wife's death and then the death of his entire colony. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Ayame laid down on him; she skimmed the side of his face with her fingertips. "Would I make a good mom?" She suddenly asked.

"I think you would be." He answered immediately, "I mean, look at how you handle yourself when you're with Duo and he acts more like a child than an actual child."

Ayame broke out in laughter and fell to her original position holding her stomach because of the cramp she was getting. Wufei's phone rang and he sprang up to answer it, taking this moment, Ayame stood up and began to dress herself. She felt Wufei's seed run down her leg and reminded herself to go to the bathroom after she leaves his office. Wufei turned to her after he hung up the phone and that satisfied look he had earlier disappeared.

"What is it?" Ayame asked dreading his answer. Was it a terrorist attack, a new faction rising because they don't like the peace or something much, much worse.

Wufei reassured her by rubbing her shoulders, "everything's fine. Lady Une just called a meeting, probably something about the last mission or a future one."

"You may want to put on your pants first." Ayame suggested while holding up his discarded garments. "I'll clean up so you're not late."

Wufei refused, "no I should—"

"We just spent the last hour having hot sex, in your office. It probably smells like the same thing. Go to the bathroom and clean up so you don't look like you just finished working out." Ayame motioned with her hands as she started to fix his desk. Wufei sweetly smiled watching Ayame go to work organizing his work space. After fastening his belt he hugged Ayame from behind and feathered kisses along her neck and cheek. He eyed her stomach and tried to imagine her pregnant with his child and it was then when he realized what he wanted.

He broke away from her and kissed her one last time on the cheek, "I'll see you later tonight."

Ayame watched as Wufei left the room, confused by the jubilant look in his expression. When she walked to the door she received multiple eye contacts from her colleagues, looking irritated and angry at her fellow Preventers, they scrambled to get back to work. Smiling at her accomplishment she turned around and went back to cleaning up Wufei's office, remembering every dirty detail of their time together. Remembering that she needed to go to the bathroom, Ayame put the last of his belongings in its right place and scrambled out of the room.

Author's Note: I decided not to make this a one shot. Lets see if I'll actually finish this. Haha! Please remember to leave a review.