Aiden/Flack drabble, just for fun, I don't own any of them.
They'd been doing it for a while and they'd managed to hide it from everyone else. Aiden had started it, with the full intention of a one night stand after a tough case. She'd thought she was in control but he'd remedied that quick. Aiden sighed at the memory; she could hear him in her kitchen right now, pouring a glass of scotch. She remembered how he'd taken control the first night, bringing her to the edge and beyond until she screamed his name, informing her without words that she wasn't the one in charge in their relationship, he was and although she'd never say it out loud she didn't really mind. She loved the way he used his hands and how he was quiet until he came whispering her name. Her name on his lips, that was what she like best. Aiden sighed and got out of bed, pulling her robe on before walking out to join him in the kitchen. He was sitting at the kitchen table legs screeched out in front of him. The man who made her feel utterly beautiful. There were two glasses of scotch on the table, she grinned and folded herself neatly onto his lap, picking up her glass and handing him his for a toast. He gave her a sleepy smile and a deep, lazy kiss before she snuggled against him. The first few times it had been pure sex at his place and she'd left immediately after, but then he'd brought it to her place and made it apparent that he wasn't going to leave right after so she could have peace of mind. She remembered staring at him the first time he'd showed up at her door and fucked her senseless on the plush carpet only to pick her up and move to the bed where he'd repeated the action, much to her surprise and happiness before falling asleep next to her, one arm thrown over his eyes the other flung out randomly. She'd stared at him for the better part of an hour before she'd realized he was awake.
"Are you ever going to sleep?" Flack had asked groggily and she'd blushed. He pulled her down next to him before she could respond and she'd woken up in the same place. Aiden stuck her face in the crook of his neck and inhaled, she loved the way he smelled, the only thing she liked better was his smile. She'd never forget the look on his face when, for the first time, this morning she'd invited him to come over after work, he'd looked like a puppy who'd just been rewarded for tearing up expensive shoes.