I have no idea how to start this other than… yes this is rated M, no it's not as explicit as I would like it to be, but I've unfortunately had to take into account FF's lack of MA rating. Even if many mainstream novels have full out sex scenes and violence coming out the wazoo that I was able to buy since I was 10 or younger and have been reading since because they are wonderful, realistic and hard-hitting works of literature. But, you know, rules are rules. But beyond that, I do have a dirtiness to my writing, so, I hope this doesn't break any rules because I'm proud of this and I love this show. It is truly hilarious with awesome plots, great sub plots, 3-dimensional characters and a great lack of obvious morals. When I was younger, I hated that little moral message at the end, because yeah, I'm going to listen to an animated character tell me why not to play with fire. I'd rather just watch an actual story line if you mind. And this show delivered and it's wonderful.

I've only seen a limited amount of the episodes and I'm still trying to catch up. It only plays once a week in Canada, and the internet, for some reason, is no help when it comes to finding these episodes in decent enough quality. So, basically, if there are any iaaccuracies, please don't hold them against me and do inform me. Thank you.

Skipping On Glass

Chapter 1: Scratches, Bite Marks, and Hickeys

Jenny had never been so grateful for the Habitat's thick walls.

His face was screwed up in concentration above her. Muffled groans and laboured breathing decorated the musty air around them. His name on her lips encouraged him further and his pace quickened as he slammed their cores together. Her nails dug into his back, clinging to him as he worked. He buried his face into the crease of her throat and gently bit down. She cried out, turning her head to face him and kissing him hard on the mouth.

He pushed into her again, and her body broke out with tremors. She curled up into him, a deep moan emitting from the back of her throat. She screamed his name with a hoarse breathy tone and her body shuddered roughly as a white wave of pleasure washed through her. His final thrusts were erratic and sparse. He bit down on his lip, and his hands curled into the sheets beneath him as he pushed her deeper into the mattress. He climaxed moments later, wings twitching violently, his back craned in and a stifled groan left his mouth slowly. He collapsed on her, panting heavily and feeling her chest heaving under his.

He moved off of her into the empty space in the bed. She beamed at him, laughing a little, too tired to move and cover herself, even if she was utterly uncomfortable with being exposed. He smiled back with a goofily happy grin. They both looked ridiculously dishevelled. Hair was askew and they were both covered from head to toe in scratches, bite marks, and hickeys - her especially. He loved to use his mouth whenever possible, and that big mouth of his certainly paid off when it came down to it. He reached up and brushed the damp hair off her face. She looked down at herself for a moment, obviously mortified by his stares. The cold breeze from the open window across her room had become noticeable as well. She gathered the little energy she had left to pull the comforter up from where it had been kicked nearly off the bed. He pushed himself up enough to stop her and pull her back into his torso. She squeaked a little as she was dragged across the sheets and she speedily lost her grip on the covers.

"Zap," she gasped as his arms wrapped around her waist and firmly held her against him. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but his arms were too strong and she quickly gave in.

"It's not like I haven't seen you before," he told her, nuzzling his face into her shoulder and pressing small kisses up to the nape of her neck, "or kissed you everywhere, touched you…tasted you-"

"I get it," she butt in, her face a stunning scarlet and her voice dripping with her embarrassment. She twisted in his arms to face him. Her green eyes looked up at him for a moment before she settled in on his chest. He grinned at her, resting his chin on the top of her head. His eyes closed and he could almost see sleep on the horizon. The room went silent around them; all to be heard was the other's heavy breathing and slowly dissipating pants.

"What time is it," Jenny mumbled, her breath tickling his throat.

He groaned, turning over to look at the digital clock on the nightstand beside him, "nearly ten."

"Crap," she shrieked, causing Zap to jump and lose his hold on her. Jenny practically bolted off the bed and, as soon as her feet hit the floor, was collecting his clothes and throwing them at him. He caught them with ease from where he was sitting and watched her with a strange mix of confusion and amusement.

"Dex is going to be here any minute," she continued with worry, "You know how he is before a mission. He has to make sure we're all getting a good nights rest so we're at our best and – what are you staring at?"

"You," he said bluntly, chuckling at her when her cheeks flushed red, "You're naked."

She rolled her eyes and whipped his boxers at him. He laughed again, "What's the problem?"

"What's going to happen when he starts his bed check and he finds you're not in your room," she pondered sourly, "or when he finds you in mine like…this."

"Point taken."

He clambered to pull his boxers and pants on. Jenny rushed into her bathroom, exiting hurriedly and fumbling to throw on her bathrobe. Zap frowned a little at her now clothed state as he did up his belt. She poked her head out her front door and yelped briefly. She turned to him, wide-eyed, "He just went into Tung's room. You've got to go now!"

Zap nodded and collected the rest of his clothes in his arms and jogged over to her. She opened the door for him, quickly looking into the hall to make sure Dex was still dealing with Tung. It was certainly a lucky thing that the frog-boy always put up a fight when it came to the bed checks. She wasn't such a fan of them either; it made her feel like she was a troublesome six year old under watch. And they certainly made her nights with Zap a little harder to keep under wraps. She reached behind her and caught hold of the back of Zap's bicep. He took the hint and rushed out into the hallway. He stopped and faced her in the door frame. Swiftly, he leaned in and kissed her roughly with an open mouth. Her knees went weak, and her sense of urgency disappeared for a moment. She parted her lips for him and he smiled against her as he took his time to ravage her mouth.

He pulled back, "I can always come back."

She nodded just to shut him up and pulled him down to her. She wasted no time, delicately invading his mouth for a moment before he easily overtook her. An outcry from Tung in the room down the hall brought her to her senses. Her heart jumped in her chest and she pushed him out further into the hall, closing the door as silently as she could after he was out of the way. She pressed her ear up against the door, listening intently when she heard Dex's voice. She bit down on her lip and, with great care, reopened the door just enough as so she could get a decent view.

"Zap," Dex greeted, "We've got a big mission tomorrow and you know the rules."

"I was just on my way to bed," Zap shrugged.

Dex cocked an eyebrow at him, "And you're not wearing a shirt because?"

"I was just… in the shower."

"It's not all guys around here," he said bluntly, "You can't go prancing around half naked."

"I was not prancing," he spat and Dex chuckled a little at his glare.

"Just get to bed, alright? Wait… where'd you get those bruises?"

Jenny covered her mouth to conceal her gasp as her eyes caught hold of a group of rather large hickeys up Zap's throat. He reached to cover them quickly, hoping Dex would be none the wiser if he couldn't get a good look at them. Dex looked confusingly at him, and Zap could only shrug sheepishly while he raked his mind for a decent excuse.

"They're uh… from," he stammered, "From yesterday, I guess! I got body slammed by the Kisar Jumping Fly while feeding it."

"In the neck," he asked with disbelief, "well that doesn't make much sense. The Kisar Jumping Fly is such a submissive creature; it wouldn't attack you without a reason. Maybe there's something off in the food."

"You should probably go check on that, and I should probably get to bed…"

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled in a daze. His obsession with bugs buying Zap enough time to run off before he thought of anymore questions and contradictions. Jenny sighed to herself, but her relief was short lived when she saw Dex turn to her room. She rushed around, kicking her clothes into hiding spaces around her bed. She knew she was a little more organized than the rest of her team, and anything out of place would be suspicious. Her ears picked up on the sound of the knob of her door turning and she flung herself into her bed and lugged the comforter over her.

Dex opened the door, took a few moments to make sure she was indeed in her bed, and left without a single word. Jenny sat up, stared at the door briefly, and smiled with satisfaction. They had evaded another night. She sighed audibly to herself. It wasn't as if she didn't want Dex, or Tung for that matter, to know, but she was quite aware about how dating someone you work with could be seen as hazardous to both your job and relationship. Thus, she figured her and Zap would see if they could even manage both and not have either breakdown around them. However, she never thought she'd ever find herself in the middle of something so dramatic.

When Dex had found her and she ended up with a job at the Habitat, it became her life's focus to work. Truthfully, it was what she was created to do – focus and work. It all came naturally. Then he came, and at first, he was just a pain. She couldn't pin point what it was, his sarcasm, his temper, maybe it was the way he'd stare at her and she felt like a freak under his eyes.

The switch was truly instantaneous. She merely woke up one morning, and went to work per usual. Then, by a complete fluke, neither she nor he were paying attention to what obstacles may be in their way while walking through one of the main corridors in the Habitat. Jenny had her face buried in new blue prints she had drawn up the previous night. Zap had been distracted trying to balance several heavy bags of feed for the arachnids on his shoulders. The two slammed into each, papers flew everywhere, and food hit the floor with a thud. He immediately got to his feet and offered her his hand. She looked up at him, expecting the same slight annoyed feeling to bubble up in her gut, but was thrown into turmoil when it never came. Instead, his eyes caught hers and almost bore into them. Her stomach flared up with a warm tingling and if felt like someone had punched her in the gut. She felt her body disobey her when her undergarments suddenly became very slick and while, at first, she was sure she'd just gotten her period at an extremely awkward time again, she was proven wrong after a rushed trip to the bathroom.

But, as was easily apparent, she was a more than super intelligent being, and found while thinking things through was a good thing, over thinking them often left her more confused. And confused by her new found feelings, she did everything she could to ignore and suppress them until she could make better sense of them. So Jenny did the one thing she knew she could depend on – she worked. She worked and worked and refused to let her mind wander. She was built for focus, but since that day it had become so much harder than it used to be. Every time he smiled or looked her way, which she had come to realize he did an awful lot, she would force herself to ignore him and bury herself deeper and deeper in work.

Of course, procrastination was never a smart move on anyone's part and he eventually cornered her a good two years after the whole fiasco had started. Convinced she thought nothing else of him but a good friend, he poured his heart out to her in hopes of moving on. Instead, before he could even finish his rant about her, she had broken. Jenny had jumped him, throwing herself into him and pressing her lips against his like it was the last thing she'd ever do. She didn't feel him move or kiss her back. She frowned to herself, and for a while she was sure she had missed her chance.

When she pulled back, he was staring at her in shock, "what was that for?"

She smiled sheepishly, "I wanted to. I've kind of wanted to do that for a long time."

"But, you never said anything…"

"You didn't either."

"I always thought I was obvious," he said, "and that you were just ignoring me. I mean, even Tung and Dex figured out that I liked you, and I had said all those stupid things when that plant let out that truth gas."

"You're partially right," she admitted sadly, "but I really didn't think you liked me."

"You didn't?"

"No. I didn't," she looked up at him, "So, what now?"

He grinned. Zap took her by the waist, and dipped her down as if they were in some sort of old romance film. He kissed her passionately, either one of them refusing to stop unless for air. The tingling in her gut expanded when he held her, even going so far as to tickle her cheeks. He dragged sounds out of her that she wasn't even sure she had the capacity to possess before – so primal and unstoppable. When they finally stopped, she looked up at him and the red across his cheeks, "isn't this a little cheesy?"

"Well, yeah, but I've kind of always wanted to do that…"

The sound of her door opening and closing brought Jenny back to reality. She instinctively went to fix her hair, brushing it down with her fingers. Zap stood at her door, his clothes still in his arms, smiling amused as he watched her try to tame her blue locks.

"I was just thinking about you," she told him softly, smiling as he dropped his extra clothes to the floor and started towards her.

"I hope I was naked," he mused, and she snorted with hilarity.

"Something like that, but that can certainly be arranged."