IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT I CAN HEAR YOU CALLING MY NAME.
Disclaimer: I don't any of these characters, I wish I did but I don't!
He was sitting so close to her and he smelled so good a mix of deodorant and the old leather jacket that he was wearing. He was close enough that as the train rumbled down the tracks every bump made her brush up against his taunt frame. All she had to do was reach out and touch him, just grab him and pull him to her and she would know if last year that "friendly kiss" had really been friendly or if it had really meant something more, like she had spent the summer hoping it had. Who was she kidding they had been friends and teammates for years and he had never expressed the slightest interest in her. As she leaned her head back against the cool metal of the window she thought about how his lips had felt against hers and how his rough hands had held her against him. Pressing her into the wall at the plat form at the end of last term, he had kissed her and then walked away not even a glance back as he walked to his waiting car. Her eyes closed and she decided she didn't care she was better than that and she was going to get through this train ride.
They where fighting again, they where always fighting. He was yelling at her telling her she should be training harder and that it would be her fault if they lost the match on Saturday, and she to know ones surprise was yelling back. As the rest of the team quietly changed and walked out, they started to calm down.
"If you would just listen to me, and pay attention when I am showing you plays then I wouldn't have to yell at you!"
"Maybe if your speeches weren't so long winded and boring then I would be more inclined to listen!" she shouted back at him.
"Why is it that you always have to be so difficult?" he asked her in a sigh of defeat sitting down on the bench and rubbing his face in his hands " you could be so great" he trailed off.
This caught he off guard and she reached out and curled a piece of his hair around her finger, "I don't mean to be so difficult, you just make me so…. frustrated" she finished.
His hand had crept up the side of her leg and was rubbing the side of her leg as she stood in front of him. He looked up at her and something flashed in his eyes and his hand moved up and around the small of here back and pulled her down onto him. She sat straddling him and being pulled closes and closer to his face, brushing the hair away from her eyes he smirked and kissed her. Her hands where around him before she could think what she was doing his tongue parted her lips and ran over her tongue. He moved his mouth ever so slowly down her neck biting and nipping as he went, her hands where clenched tightly in his hair as he moved back up to her mouth. She caught his shirt and started to pull it up revealing a toned stomach and chest he pulled away from her and yanked the shirt the rest of the way off with one hand, the other pulling her back to his now half naked torso. His mouth crushed hers with a need she had never experienced before as her hands roamed his exposed back, his hands found there way under her shirt she gasped as his hand found its way under her bra. She pulled away from him and ripped her shirt off exposing her bra and getting a grin of satisfaction for her Capitan, he pulled her back to him. The feeling of his hot flesh on hers was over whelming.
Oliver looked over at Katie with a scene of longing the look on her face and the small moan that that escaped from her lips told him that she must be having a very good dream, he watched her for a second and then turned away. As he sank back in his seat he glanced back at her, god he wished he could be the one making her utter those sounds.