I don´t own any of them, sadly. I just love to play with them.

This story is not suitable for minors, M rating for a good reason.

I haven´t decided yet if there will be more than one chapter. So for now it´s completed.

Whatever let to us fighting again, I felt torn and guilty. Yes, he was a thick-headed idiot sometimes, but I knew that my anger wasn´t all rational itself. I knew that I should have listened to him and that I probably would have realized, that he was just worried. He wanted to keep me safe, but he should know that giving me orders wouldn´t get him anywhere.

He outranked me, okay, but he wasn´t active duty anymore! And I wasn´t the naïve recruit anymore that I was when we first met. I knew exactly what to do and my job wasn´t as dangerous as he was making it sound. I remembered him about the dangers in his job, being a SEAL or now being a cop didn´t make any difference. The chances for him to get shot, kidnapped or hurt in any way were exponentially higher, but I couldn´t say anything about it.

I sighed, sitting outside in my car and trying to get my emotions under control. I didn´t even know why I was here again, it just felt like there was unfinished business. I couldn´t get myself to leave without talking to him one last time. Leaving with so many unspoken words and emotions between us. I knew I wouldn´t be able to concentrate on my job and being unable to focus would get me and the people relying on me in trouble. Who am I kidding, I wasn´t here to get my head clear because I needed to focus on my job. I was here because I didn´t want to fight with him. I didn´t want to leave without seeing him again.

Taking all my courage I left my car and went directly to the back, knowing that he´d probably be at the beach. That´s the place he always went to when he had to think things through. It calmed him down, grounded him and put things into perspective, he once told me.

I was right, I saw him sitting there, the sand still warm even though it was already getting dark. I slipped off my shoes and left them on the stairs of his porch, slowly approaching him. He had his legs stretched out, his arms supporting his weight from behind. He was wearing nothing but his swim trunks and I couldn´t read his face. When I was close enough to touch him, he spoke to me.

"What do you want here?" Not a very promising start and I felt my heart drop. His voice held no accuse it was just a simple question.

"I guess it wouldn´t work to say that I was around." I tried to lighten the mood and all he did was look at me. He didn´t say a word, but his jaw was tense and his lips pressed together. Without waiting for his invitation I dropped myself in the sand next to him.

"I´m sorry Steve." I said, not knowing what else to say. I knew he wouldn´t back off, he wouldn´t admit that he was wrong. And neither would I.

I heard his sigh and felt him relax a bit. He turned his head looking at me and his lips relaxed, but didn´t smile.

"I didn´t want us to fight again, Steve. I don´t know what happened to us lately, whenever we see each other there seems to be nothing more important than fighting." I drew my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. His silence was unnerving and I didn´t know how to continue.

"I had to right to call you irresponsible. I was unfair and I had no right to order you to stay put." Well, I guess you could consider that an apology. I smiled at him, showing him that I accepted his apology.

"I will be careful, I always am. You know that." I reassured him and slowly his face relaxed even more. He moved one hand to my face, tugging a loose strand of my hair behind my ear and I felt myself shiver at the sudden contact. He knew very well what those little, tender gestures were doing to me, but right now he had no other intentions.

I watched the waves rolling onto the beach and the knot that was my stomach for the past hours, loosened a bit. We sat there in silence for a while, both enjoying the silence and the comfort. That´s how it always was with us. We could spend hours just being together without talking. Sometimes even a look would be enough.

We´ve know each other now for more than two years, but we´ve never spend more than a week together. Since he left the Navy just a couple of weeks ago to become the leader of the Hawaiian task force we would get to spend less and less time. Because my schedule was so different from his. That´s what made my leaves even more special, the time we had even more precious.

I didn´t know exactly what we had, maybe you could call it friendship with benefits. We´d meet whenever I was able to and he´d call me every now and then just to talk for a little while. We never talked about it, we never put a label on it. Maybe we were both afraid to put it into words and making it official, because that would mean to face our feelings. I wasn´t even sure what I felt for him. He was sexy as hell, smart, loyal, funny and caring. He definitely could be "Mr. Right", I just wasn´t sure if I wanted him to be that person for me.

I turned to look at him again and I saw that his lips were smiling, a small smile but still a smile. His eyes were staring at the ocean and he was at ease. I stretched my legs close to his, letting them gently brush his. He turned to look at me and the smile grew.

"You still owe me dinner, sailor." I teased. And Steve threw his head back and laughed, loud and full heartedly. God, how I loved his laugh, when he was comfortable and just feeling good.

"You´re always hungry. Come on, I´ll get you dinner." He chuckled and stood up, waited for me to take his hand and helping me up. We were standing close to each other, he still held my hand and I felt the warm sand under my feet. Our eyes locked and I saw the turmoil in them. I smiled at him assuringly and with a sigh he pulled me close.

His arms wrapped around me and I wrapped mine around his waist, hiding my face in his chest. His warmth around me was like a warm blanket and his strong arms held me safely. There was no place on earth I´d rather be right now. I felt completely at ease and I didn´t want this moment to end.

I woke up, completely surrounded by darkness. I felt a soft breeze teasing my naked skin and I enjoyed the warmth that was coming from the warm body behind me, gently holding me. I snuggled up to the warmth, feeling his arms holding me tighter in his sleep. I couldn´t help but wonder how I got here, with him. We were fighting a lot lately, two stubborn alphas, not willing to give in. But here we were now, naked, embracing each other and not willing to let go.

I heard his breathing pattern change and I knew he was waking up. Funny, I should have known that with his instincts and his background he would sense it right away.

"Good Morning." his dark voice, husky from sleep, purred into my ear. I shivered again, this closeness was new to me, but I enjoyed it immensely.

"Hi." I whispered back, afraid to move and destroy this beautiful moment. I felt so safe in his arms, so comfortable. And it didn´t matter that we didn´t get along well in the real world lately, here in the intimacy of his bedroom we got along quiet well.

I felt his lips on my shoulder while he slipped one of his legs between mine, his hand on my stomach pulling me even closer until my curvy ass was pressed against his growing erection. I felt his quick heartbeat against my back and I gave into the sensation. Who cares about what tomorrow will be when you´re in bed with such a hot man? I wasn´t willing to fight now, at least not with words.

"Hmm...," I moaned. "... someone´s happy to see me." He chuckled and I felt a smile grow on my face. I liked him being so relaxed and playful.

"Stop pressing your sexy little ass to me and I might just stop reacting." Then his hand slid up from my stomach to my breasts, gently caressing them and making me moan in response.

"Who said I want you to stop." I giggled when he started tickling me.

"You´re insatiable " was his response and I heard the laughter in his voice.

"Yeah... maybe I should have warned you." Laughing out loud when he turned me around in a swift move, burying me under his strong body.

"Better prepare yourself for some surprises, Miss. Never underestimate a SEAL." I wanted to reply but at the same moment his lips closed around one of my hard nipples, gently sucking it and leaving me speechless.

"Not fair..." I moaned, arching into his touch.

"Never said I´m gonna play fair. Focus and execute." I felt his words against my sensitive skin and giggled again as his stubbles scratched of it.

"You do know that 2 can play this game, don´t you?" With that I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer until he could feel my body react in an unmistakable way. He groaned deep in his chest, involuntarily pushing harder against my core to ease the sweet pain. He licked his lips in a gesture that was so him and closed his eyes for a moment. His hands were buried in my hair and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze was hot and lustful.

"Going for the weak point and focussing on that isn´t exactly fair either." He bit his lip and threw back his head when I slowly grinded myself against him. I moaned too, enjoying this way too much.

"Payback´s a bitch." I held his gaze, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. I´d never admit it to him but watching him react to me was such a turn on. He was sexy and handsome and knowing that I was able to elicit this reactions from him made me feeling very female.

His kiss was making my toes curl and I answered it with equal force. His tongue dove into the warmth of my mouth, teasing mine ever so gently. His body melted into mine and I felt goosebumps rise. When he finally broke the kiss, gasping for air, I was blinking and trying to get back to reality.

My eyes focussed on him slowly and I saw that smirk on his face telling me he knew damn well what he could do to me.

Strangely it didn´t even matter anymore. I wanted to feel him and wanted to lose myself in this. I let my hands wander over the rippled muscles of his back, gently scratching the skin with my fingernails. I heard him purr and I felt this sound vibrating inside myself. He was a tough guy, a typical alpha-male, never surrendering, never giving in and always standing his ground. But right now he was just a man who enjoyed gentleness. I never thought he´d be the cuddly, romantic kind of guy and he wasn´t really. He was still in control and he was still strong, but he let himself get close enough to me to enjoy this sweet torture not just as a foreplay.

His hands cupped my face and he leaned in for another kiss, gentle and sweet this time. He nibbled my upper lip, teasing the outlines with the tip of his tongue. I moaned, trying to kiss him for real but he wouldn´t let me. He drew back and when I looked at him, waiting for his next move but not doing anything myself, he leaned in again. All he would allow me was a tender reply to his kiss, mimicking his movements ever so softly but not demanding anything more.

I felt the wetness between my thighs that his gentleness was causing. He was pushing me without any force, he wasn´t demanding, he was very giving and that caused me to let my guard completely down and allow him to sneak in. I didn´t even realize that at this moment.

When he shifted his weight above me a tiny bit so that his hardness was pressed intimately against my core, I gasped for air, arching against him and my fingernails scratched the skin of his back a little bit harder. I wasn´t able to control my reaction and I didn´t care anymore.

He bit my lip gently in response and then he kissed me finally for real. I felt his body shudder above mine when I feverishly kissed him back, still following his unspoken rule of tenderness. This was driving me crazy, making me moan and shiver with anticipation, begging for more, begging for release.

I heard and felt him moan throatily and I knew he had felt the sudden rush of wetness where our bodies were joined. He drew his head back slowly, holding my gaze and caressing my cheeks with his thumbs. Our breathing was erratic and his slow grinding against me wasn´t giving me any time to catch my breath.

"Please..." I gasped and I expected him to show me his male smirk again. But his face just showed his lust and the erotic promise that he would give me what I needed.

"Tell me what you want." he said huskily and for a second I wondered if we were both talking about the same. I couldn´t quiet put my finger on it but something was going on here, something that scared me. It began as sex, playing, teasing and arousing each other. But this gentleness between us wasn´t expected and I know he didn´t expect it either. We got ourselves in a situation that was dangerously close to falling for each other and I wasn´t sure I was ready for that.

I saw the same look in his eyes, he realized it at the same moment. This was something completely different between us now and we both were unsure how to respond. He licked his lips again and I moved my hand to his face, tracing the outline of his lips with my finger. I was bursting with tenderness, just wanting to give to him. I didn´t really decide, I just reacted. I just allowed myself to give in for the first time in a long time.

"You."

His reaction told me that he did the same. He closed his eyes, gently taking my finger into his mouth sucking on it. He bit down softly and released my finger again, blowing his hot breath against it. His nod was nearly invisible but I saw it. I cupped his face with one hand and stroked his back with the other. I felt him shift again above me and then I felt him slowly entering me.

I pushed my hips up against him, moaning his name and hearing him groan in response. He buried his hands in my hair again, never breaking eye contact. This was so intense it made me tear up. I felt him so deep, so close to my very self. And his eyes were telling me that he felt it too.

When he was buried inside me completely, he kissed my lips gently again. Kissing the tears from my face.

"Shshsh..." he whispered against my lips but I heard the tremble in his voice that showed how overwhelming this was for him as well. It was strangely comforting knowing that I wasn´t alone in this.

"Steve..." I moaned his name and I saw him close his eyes. My voice was full of emotion I wasn´t able to hide.

In a quick move he rolled us over so that I was on top now. I blinked again surprised by this movement. This position made me be in control and I felt new tears in my eyes. His hands held my hips, slowly guiding my movements. His eyes were locked with mine, allowing me to see the man behind the mask that he wore every day.

I drew in a shuddered breath and leaned down to him.

"Hold me." I begged and his strong arms wrapped around me immediately, holding me tightly against him while I buried my face in his neck. His scent was soothing and turning me on at the same time. Our bodies moved together in a slow and erotic motion, where feeling was more important than anything else. The way his hands guided my hips, the way he pushed up into me, the way his breath was teasing my shoulder. All that captured me completely and I focussed just on him. He was my rock in the surf.

We staid like this for a long time, but eventually I felt my orgasm approaching. I couldn´t help it, I sobbed his name, the emotions overwhelming me and he turned us over again. I closed my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, holding his gaze when I lost it. I arched, writhed and whimpered when release rushed through me like fire. And he followed me just seconds later, his body shuddering violently, his grip around me hardening even further and his head thrown back in pure bliss.

I held him afterwards, feeling our heartbeats slow down and we were both just enjoying the afterglow. He still held me tight, his face in my hair, gently stroking my scalp. I knew he needed to feel me close and he needed this time without talking to find his composure.

After a while he lifted his head and looked at me as if he tried to read something in my face that I wasn´t saying. I showed him myself completely, not hiding any emotion. I would put my guard up tomorrow but tonight was just about us.

"Wow." he smiled down at me and I answered his smile.

"Yeah.. wow!" I agreed. I watched him slide beside me, pulling me with him until my head was resting on his chest and I heard the steady beating of his heart. I gently stroked the skin of his stomach, one leg above his to cuddle as close as I could.

"Stay tonight, Cat." He asked and I nodded. We both needed each other tonight to keep the overwhelming emotions at bay that we both couldn´t handle alone.