A.N.This is my first attempt at anything on my own so please be gentle. It is a one shot/PWP but I may continue if fancy takes me. Reviews both good and bad are welcome :)
It was a busy evening at Luigis and the poor man was busy trying to feed the five hundred (or so it felt) while CID were making the usual nuisance of themselves. Gene and Alex were sitting further apart from the rest of the team indulging in their usual bottle of wine and teasing.
"He's going to do it you know"
"No he bloody well isn't"
"He is"
"Isn't"
"Is"
"Isn't Bolly Knickers. I'll wager your fancy French scraps of white lace that are masquerading as knickers that he won't do it"
She smiled knowingly "You'll see"
Gene sniffed and turned his attention back to the team who were all singing drunkenly to some tune he could neither hear properly nor cared much about. He loved the easy going repartee he now shared with his DI. Gone were the days when they used to wind each other up to breaking point, at which point he really didn't know whether she was going to kiss him or punch him…usually the latter. She'd settled well into the team and was now almost completely invaluable. Well to him anyway.
He grimaced a little as he watched Chris drunkenly rise to his feet and begin to stumble his way over towards the stereo. Gene turned towards Alex who only raised an eyebrow and smirked while she nodded in Chris' direction to draw Gene's attention back to the situation unfolding in front of them.
Chris had now reached the stereo and was unsuccessfully trying to change the music to the track he wanted. This had attracted the attention of Ray who was now also trying to help and in a similar drunken state. Together they jabbed at a multitude of buttons until the track they wanted began to play. Arms raised in triumph, Chris cheered and was applauded loudly by the CID team before he promptly lost his balance, tried to reach out to find something to steady himself and finding only Rat dragged them both down to the floor with an almighty thud.
Exasperated Luigi looked over to Gene "Signior Hunt, please tell them it's time to go now"
Gene nodded his acquiescence and turned to look at Alex who was now grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"What?"
She smirked "I told you he would"
He suddenly became preoccupied with the contents of his wine glass "So? You only got it right because of your psycho-bollocks"
"You were the one who insisted that he wouldn't"
"Point being Mrs Know-it-all? You cheated."
She looked offended "I did not cheat!"
"You did. You used your special Psycho-bollocks powers to see into the future. I didn't stand a chance. Therefore I say you cheated and the bet is off" Gene looked triumphant.
Alex sighed in resignation "Fine. You win. I hope this makes your already over inflated ego fit to burst"
"Glad you see it my way for a change Bolly"
She shook her head "I'm going to bed Gene. We can play "Gene Hunt is all man. Let's see how many ways he can prove it in a day" again tomorrow. Oh and by the way, the scraps of lace? Black…not white"
She watched him swallow thickly and smirked with satisfaction. With that she rose out of her seat and began to make her way to the door. It was at that moment that a stray bread roll thrown by one very drunk Ray Carling, who had by this time managed to crawl out from behind the bar and pull himself up to the table, hit Luigi, who was carrying several plates of Spaghetti Bolognaise, square in the forehead sending everything flying in all directions. It was too late for Alex to react as she turned round to find strands of spaghetti flying towards her in slow motion. By the time the plates had smashed on the floor Alex was covered in the remnants of what would have been someone's dinner.
A silence had fallen over Luigis only to be broken by the raucous cheering that came from the assembled CID members at Luigi and Alex's misfortune. Completely embarrassed by the events Alex could only mutter something unintelligible before promptly running out of the restaurant and up to her flat. Unbeknown to her Gene had quietly gathered got up and followed her out.
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Alex slammed the door to her flat behind her and made her way through to the kitchen so that she could begin scrubbing at the sauce stains that now adorned the shirt she was wearing. They refused to budge an inch but she kept scrubbing. The water was running so loudly she barely heard the knock at the door. Sighing she turned off the tap and went to answer it.
She was more than surprised to find Gene at the door.
"What do you want now?"
"Only come to see how you are Bolly so get your knickers out of your pretty little arse before they get wound up so tight your eyeballs pop."
She gave him and indignant look "Well I guess you better come in then"
At the invitation he sidestepped her and into the flat. He could immediately see the water all over the kitchen surfaces and floor as evidence of the failed clean up attempt.
"Bolognaise sauce is a bugger to get out y'know Bolls"
Alex really wasn't in the mood "No shit Sherlock. Really, why are you here?" He opened his mouth to speak but she silenced him. "And don't give me the whole "I only wanted to see how you were" because I'm not buying it. Doesn't fit your character"
That riled him "How would you know what fits my bloody character Alex? Your Psycho-whatever cannot tell me how I think and feel! You don't know the first thing about me."
She stood there for a few moments taking in his outburst before answering "Since when does anyone know anything about you? You keep everything personal locked up inside where no one can get to it. How do you expect anyone to understand let alone judge your reaction to a situation? No one can get close because you're the Gene Genie, The Guv, He who must be feared by nonces and scum. I bet you that not once have your team seen the real you. When was the last time you were "Gene"?"
"That's none of your business Alex" His silvery blue eyes glittered dangerously and Alex knew she was pushing the limits of their hard won mutual respect. But she couldn't help but see fear in them also. A nerve had clearly been hit in asking him to be himself but a battle was warring in her as to whether she should pursue the matter. In the end the desire for that companionship she had with him won out and she moved towards her bedroom.
"You're right Gene. I'm sorry it wasn't my place to interfere." She gestured towards her room. "I'm going to go and erm…get out of these clothes"
He gave her a curt nod before rummaging through the cupboards for the whiskey he knew she kept in there on his now frequent visits to her flat. Grabbing two glasses he poured equal measures into them and downed his. Why did she always have to make things so hard? They could never manage a conversation without at least one part of it descending into a heated argument. Not that he minded the arguments, sometimes it was the only time he ever saw some spark in her in the few weeks and months since the Prices car bomb. She'd been badly affected, he'd noted, and it had pained him not to be able to do anything about it. He poured himself another and once again downed it.
He listened for the sounds of Alex bustling about in her room but hearing only silence he felt it was his duty to go and check up on her. And if he caught a glimpse of her getting changed then it was a bonus for him. He left his coat on the kitchen worktop and quietly crept towards the door leading to her bedroom. Quietly placing himself near the crack in the door he could see her changing. Gone was the sauce stained blouse that she had been wearing downstairs and replaced with a blue tee. Her trousers had been changed also from her usual black to a pair of tight fitting jeans. All her usual make up had been removed and her complexion glowed in the moonlight streaming through the window.
He let out an appreciative sigh which in hindsight he should have controlled the volume of as Alex's head shot round to look in the direction of the door finding silvery blue eyes staring back at her. Her patience had been wearing thin with that nights events and this was the last straw.
"Gene what the hell do you think you're playing at!?"
He now stepped fully into her room with his hands held up in a defensive pose. "Calm down Bolly Knickers. I didn't see anything. Only checking up on you not your tits"
"You better not have been!" She chucked the ruined clothes at him "Put those damn things in the hall on your way out"
He tossed them out into the hall but didn't leave and instead moved further into the room. Alex couldn't help but be a little surprised by his actions and moved further back into the room, her legs hitting the side of something. She turned to look at what she'd hit and seeing it was the bed she turned back to find Gene only inches from her. She let out a little gasp of surprise as his hand came up to caress her face.
"Ge…Gene? What are you doing?"
He didn't really know. Something about the way she'd looked after all the makeup had been taken off, her skin softly glowing in the moonlight. It had caused something to switch on inside him. He was sick of making smutty comments and stealing sneaky glances at her arse. It was time to do something about whatever it was between them.
Alex was still completely confused as to the suddenness of his actions "Gen.."
She was silenced by his lips on hers with an urgency that surprised her. For a few moments she remained stock still not really believing that their relationship had taken this sudden turn. She relaxed into his body allowing herself to get caught up in the kiss. Their mouths moved over each other frantically, her tongue slipping into his mouth and mingling with his.
Within moments he was removing her clothes. First to go was the blue tee that she had been wearing for only a few minutes. It slid easily over her and he dropped it to the floor. He stepped back taking an appreciative look at the woman before him. Beautiful.
He moved down her abdomen leaving soft kisses in his wake until he reached her navel. Carefully undoing her jeans he gently slid them off revealing simple black lace underwear. Gene moved back up her body and pulled her into a soft yet demanding kiss before releasing her. He gently laid her down and stood beside the bed, quickly shrugging off his jacket and shirt. His fingers stilled on the button of his trousers as he watched her unclasp her bra and slide it off. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, her erect nipples calling to him.
Gene lowered himself to the mattress beside of her, his hand gliding across her flat stomach. He gazed into her eyes, silently begging for permission to continue. Reaching between them, she quickly undid his trousers. He groaned as her hand lightly brushed across his erection. Permission granted.
He quickly dipped his head, his tongue teasing her nipple briefly before pulling it into his mouth. His fingers slid under the waistband of her underwear and dragged them down her thighs slowly. Releasing her nipple, he looked into her eyes as his hand covered her soft mound. Alex's eyes closed at his touch. He ran his finger across her folds, amazed at the amount of moisture he encountered there. He smiled as she moaned and licked her lips in mouth covered hers, gliding his tongue across hers as his finger slowly slid inside of her. He felt her body quiver beneath him as his thumb brushed across her clit. He moved his lips to her neck, gently nipping at the tender flesh as he increased the pressure of his strokes.
"Gene...now...please..." She cried out breathlessly
He smiled against her skin as he pulled his hand away from her. Quickly shedding his trousers and boxers, he positioned himself between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt him slowly enter her. His finger gently traced her lips before he leaned down and kissed her. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth, he groaned as he entered her fully. He intended to take this slow, to show her how much he wanted her. But she was not cooperating. She bucked her hips against him, urging him to thrust deeper and harder. Her head flung back against the pillows, effectively ending their kiss, as he continuously brushed across her g-spot. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he sucked at the skin covering her collarbone.
He felt her walls contract around him, her fluids gushing around him. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He silently hoped that this wouldn't be the only time he'd have this feeling. He heard her moans become louder as he thrust harder. For a brief moment, he wondered if they could be heard. He then realized he didn't really care. Gene felt her body begin a violent shudder under him and she screamed his name. He could take no more and allowed himself release. His body shook, her name escaping his lips more than once, as he emptied himself deep within her.
Alex held onto him as the waves continued to crash over them. With a soft grunt, he collapsed on top of her. She smiled as their sweaty bodies seemed to meld into one. He shifted onto his side and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her softly as she snuggled up against his chest. Brushing her damp hair from her face, he looked into her eyes and smiled. Alex said nothing, too tired to try and talk it through at that point, and simply snuggled into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair. Within minutes both were asleep. It had been one hell of a way to lose a bet.