Disclaimer: Not mine, no copyright intended

A/N: I couldn't find any other fic with this pairing, maybe there's a good reason for that, but I thought I'd give it a try. I'd be interested to see if people think it works... there is more to this story and the possibility of other fics with more of a storyline if it feels right This, however, is pure smut PWP. Enjoy!

"I'm so sorry, Abby." Matt said. "This is my fault entirely."

"I told you, it's fine!" Abby said. "It was me that thought we should come here in the first place, and you weren't to know the car was going to break down."

Abby waited patiently whilst Matt tried to sort them out with hotel rooms for the night. They'd travelled almost 200 miles on what had turned out to be nothing more than an abandoned lizard from a private owner. Abby had seen reports on the "weird sightings" forum of a creature she believed could be prehistoric from the description given. The location matched some unusual anomaly activity a couple of weeks previously, and Abby had thought they should at least go and take a look at the creature. When the alarm had initially sounded, it stopped within a couple a minutes. Connor had said it was unlikely something had come through in such a short space of time, and some of Becker's men had gone down to the site and confirmed that. However, the photo that appeared on the internet raised enough suspicion for them to think it warranted further investigation. Internet sightings used to be Connor's remit, but he'd been somewhat distracted of late. Abby couldn't help thinking that Connor would have realised straight away that the photo was not genuine and they wouldn't have made the trip in the first place.

Still, here they were. It hadn't been a completely wasted trip as far as Abby was concerned. It always annoyed her to think that someone had taken on an exotic pet and hadn't a clue how to look after it properly – and then instead of being responsible and taking it to a specialist dealer or contacting the local zoo, they'd just abandoned it. At least now the creature was in good hands and would be looked after properly at the reptile house in the local zoo.

The problem started when she and Matt had tried to go home. The car wouldn't start. Matt spent a number of hours trying to work out what the problem was, and then when he finally admitted he couldn't sort it out, it was too late to get an ARC mechanic out. They couldn't risk getting an ordinary mechanic out; not with all the technology in the car, so they would have to stay the night.

"Do you want the good news or the bad news?" Matt said when he eventually came back over to Abby.

Abby sighed. Could this get any worse? "What's the bad news?"

"They only have one room left. There's a music festival in the next village and everywhere is fully booked." Matt said. "Its a twin though, so separate beds. We'll be OK."

"I've been in worse situations, I suppose." Abby smiled.

"And to make it up to you, I'll even buy you dinner."

Abby laughed. "And then you'll claim it back on expenses from Lester tomorrow?"

"It's the thought that counts isn't it?" Matt winked, then headed towards the lifts. "I'd like to take a quick shower before we go and find somewhere to eat, if that's OK?"

Abby followed Matt up to their room, and he disappeared into the bathroom. She tried calling Connor to let him know what was happening, but he didn't answer his phone. She guessed he was probably still in his lab and had lost track of the time; he was doing that a lot lately and it annoyed her. She left him a voicemail, then switched on the TV. She could hear the shower running, and her thoughts turned to Matt. She knew very little about him, and he never gave anything away about his personal life Even Becker and Jess, who had already been working with him for 8 months, knew no more than she did. He was certainly an enigma, something that Abby found herself quite liking. She also saw it as a challenge. Maybe tonight, away from work and with some alcohol inside him, he would relax and open up a little.

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They found a pub in the village that served meals and was warm and welcoming. A coal fire was burning in one corner and the low oak beams across the ceiling gave the place an old fashioned, traditional feel. Conversation over dinner was a little awkward at first. Matt wanted to know about the Cretaceous, but Abby was reluctant to talk about it. "I just want to put all of that aside now and try to forget it." She said.

"Fair enough." Matt said. "Can I get you another drink?" He stood up, and Abby handed him her empty glass.

When he returned, Abby tried to get Matt to talk about himself, but other than the standard biography she already knew, he said very little. "But what about the Matt away from the ARC?" she said. "Do you have a girlfriend? Kids?"

"No girlfriend, and definitely no kids." He swallowed nervously.

"Boyfriend then?" Abby said.

Matt almost choked on his pint. "Just because I don't have a girlfriend at the moment, it doesn't make me gay."

"I know that, I'm just trying to make conversation that's all." Abby took a large mouthful of her wine. It was going to her head way too quickly. "Just thought it would be nice to get know each other."

"Sorry. I suppose you think I'm really boring?" Matt's cheeks flushed red. "I'm just focused on my work that's all. I can't afford distractions like relationships."

"Gets lonely though." Abby said. "And I don't think you're boring … far from it."

Matt proceeded to start talking about his time in the army, just to prove he wasn't boring. After a few minutes, Abby found herself getting distracted. Matt had an interesting mouth, and a twinkle in his eyes. Without realising it, she was stroking the stem of her wine glass as she watched his face. He could have been reciting nursery rhymes for all she cared right now. As she shifted in her seat, she recognised the tingle in the pit of her stomach and realised her heart rate had increased. Matt was exactly the sort of guy she used to fall for, and she knew that was a dangerous thought.

Even a trip to the ladies room didn't ease the situation. Abby knew she shouldn't be thinking like this, but she couldn't shake the thoughts away. She tried to focus on what he was saying, and succeeded for a while, but by the time they were back in the hotel room her stomach was doing all kinds of gymnastics.

"You OK, Abby? You've been very quiet this evening?" Matt said.

"Sorry, I'm fine. Things on my mind that's all." She replied; well it was almost the truth. She could hardly tell him what those things were though.

"Let me guess. You're worried about office gossip? What everyone will think if they hear we spent the night in the same room?" He sat on his bed, looking up at her.

"Something like that." Abby sighed. "You know what everyone's like."

"You don't need to worry. I won't be telling anyone." There was an awkward silence, and Abby sensed a tension in the air. "I've been watching you, and I don't think you're being completely honest with me."

"What?" Abby said.

"Sit down." Matt indicated the space next to him. Abby sat down nervously, trying not to make eye contact. Immediately, Matt's hands cupped either side of her face and and his lips were crushing hers in a needy, breathless kiss. Abby's head began to spin; this was wrong, but as she pulled away and began to protest she felt a sense of loss and instantly regretted breaking the kiss.

"I thought you didn't want distractions?" she managed to breathe.

"I said I didn't want the distraction of a relationship. I didn't say anything about not wanting something else. You want this too; I've seen it in your eyes all night." He stared straight at Abby, and she could see the need and lust in his pale eyes. He pulled her into another kiss, and this time Abby found herself returning it. His arms wrapped around her shoulders and waist, and Abby tangled her arms around him, melting into his embrace.

Matt forced his tongue into her mouth, exploring and tasting her. His breathing was hard and he let out a sigh from somewhere deep inside as Abby's tongue began to dance with his. Abby let out a sigh too as she was taken back to a time before she'd joined the ARC team; a time when she thought nothing of jumping into bed with any guy that paid her a bit of attention.

Abby felt her waistband loosen as Matt's nimble fingers unfastened the button on her jeans and slowly tugged down the zip. She ignored the alarm bells in her head telling her to stop this before it was too late and tightened her hold on him. As his hand slid inside her underwear, she let out a whimper and then intensified her kiss; her tongue pushing hard against his. Then, his fingertips grazed against her sensitive clit and that was it; she was a goner. She wanted Matt and to hell with the consequences.

His fingers found her wet core and pushed inside her easily. Matt moved them in and out,slowly but with a purpose and Abby ground herself against his hand. This had to be the most intense kiss she'd ever experienced and she was certain he would make her come before they'd even removed an item of clothing. She was right. He thrust three fingers inside and circled her clit with his thumb, sending a shockwave straight up the length of her spine. Her internal muscles convulsed around his fingers and Abby finally broke off the kiss to gasp for air.

Matt adjusted their position so that Abby was on her back on the bed. "Abby!" he growled. He practically tore her blouse open and pulled it from her shoulders as he lowered himself onto her to kiss her neck.

"Matt, I …" Abby gasped. She stopped; his kisses had moved from her neck to her shoulder and then down to the swell of her breast encased in the white lace of her bra. He was reaching behind her and unfastening the clasp, and then that too was pulled off and tossed aside. His mouth sucked her left breast hungrily; tongue flicking the hard nipple, whilst he grasped her other breast roughly with his hand. Abby felt every muscle in her body tingling, reacting to his every touch and the sound of his mouth suckling her breast drove her wild. He was letting out the occasional moan of pleasure, another sound that Abby loved and wanted to hear more.

Matt sat up and began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Abby stopped him. "Allow me." she rasped, pushing his hands away and slowly undoing the slightly awkward buttons. He slid his arms out of the sleeves and the shirt joined Abby's on the floor. Abby smiled; she couldn't quite believe her luck. Matt had a great body, well toned, firm, and just the right amount of hair across his chest to appear manly.

Their arms wrapped around each other again, and they locked into another passionate kiss. Abby gasped as her sensitive nipples pressed into Matt's chest; skin to skin contact fanning the flames of desire in both of them. Abby struggled to unfasten Matt's jeans because her hands were shaking so much, so he helped her. He slid them down to his knees, followed by his underwear and stepped out of them, allowing his erection to rise up free and proud. Abby's eyes widened; he was long and thick and she couldn't wait to feel it inside her. Her stomach flipped at the mere thought.

Matt guided her hand to his cock, and she curled her fingers around it. "That's it, Abby!" He groaned. Abby could only nod as she felt him swell even more at her touch. The tip was glistening with pre-cum and Abby flicked her tongue over it, tasting him. "Suck me!" Matt gasped, and grabbed the back of Abby's head. She obliged, her lips sliding over the tip and then down; sucking and taking him in inch by inch. His delicious moans encouraged Abby to suck harder, bobbing her head up and down his hard shaft at an increasing pace. He let out a loud moan, his hips jerked and he released into her throat.

Abby sucked for all she was worth, swallowing down everything Matt was giving her. She did intend to suck him dry and she had clamped her hands firmly on his hips to get the best leverage, but Matt pulled away. He stood up and tugged on Abby's jeans to remove them completely, then knelt down between her parted thighs. He planted soft, butterfly like kisses on them, then moved upwards. Pulling aside the thin fabric of her underwear with his fingers, he thrust his tongue into her wetness.

"Matt, yes... Oh!" Abby felt her hips jerk as he entered her, and she gripped the duvet tightly with both hands. His skilled tongue swirled in and out of her, flicking her clit and then pushing back inside. Abby moaned softly as he fucked her with his tongue, her hips rolling with his movements. When his attentions moved to her clit again he sucked it hard and pushed a finger into her, sending Abby over the edge again. She whimpered and breathed Matt's name as her body quivered.

Before she'd had time to recover, Matt was sliding her underwear off, removing the final barrier between them. He moved to lay behind her with his arousal pushed hard into the small of her back, begging for attention. Abby reached behind and grasped it, stroking its length and feeling it growing harder by the second. Matt shifted in closer, slipping one hand underneath her and around to grasp her breast whilst the other slid down her body and parted her thighs. "Fuck me!" Abby gasped. Matt let out a laugh as he adjusted his position again and teased her slick entrance with the tip of his cock. "Please!" she begged.

He pushed into her with determination, hard and as deep as he could. Abby let out a pained gasp, parting her legs wider to accommodate him more easily. She expected hard thrusts and braced herself, but he just stayed there buried to his hilt inside. She felt herself clamping around him, and the fire in her groin was threatening to engulf her already. Turning her head to face him, Abby pulled Matt into a kiss. Their tongues danced together and hands caressed the soft curves of each other's bodies and then Matt began to move inside Abby. At first, it was slow and sensual and they both gasped and sighed their mutual pleasure. Then, Matt increased his pace; their bodies slapping hard against each others as they built to a peak of lust.

"Fuck, Abby!" Matt yelled, as he exploded, releasing himself into Abby's willing body.

"Don't stop!" Abby sobbed. Another thrust and she let out a cry; her entire body convulsing and tingling. He gave yet another thrust and she felt herself turn to jelly in his arms, sobbing his name over and over as he filled her.

They lay together for some minutes, bodies still twitching and glistening with sweat. Matt was softly kissing Abby's neck and shoulders, his semi-erect cock still inside her. Neither was willing to end this yet; they were merely taking a few minutes to recover. "The night is still young, Abby. Can you handle more?" Matt whispered in her ear.

"I can handle whatever you want to dish out." Abby said.

"I was hoping you'd say that!" he replied with a grin.