A/N: Sexy Cabin-Time between Sharon & Castillo lives here, along with the angst that frequently follows them... There is mention of miscarriage in the past, so please be advised of possible triggers. There is WAY more love than pain here, so I hope you enjoy this much needed time between these two lovers...

"This is why you wouldn't let me in here earlier."

"Yeah."

He'd thought of everything- a turned down bed... candles... and even a scant few scattered orchid petals!

Sharon couldn't help but smile at the very romantic scene, which harkoned back to a similar night they shared at their reuniting in Miami, and when she turned to face her lover, she found him grinning back at her.

"Have I ever told you just how much I love you?"

"A few times."

They kissed, while gradually making their way to the bed, and it was Sharon, this time, who was the first to give tongue. Castillo liked that, and growled warmly in response, as he responded in kind.

"Frak me," he swore upon their eventual parting.

Sharon giggled as she undid the fly to his jeans, and dryly stated, "Gladly."

Castillo groaned when his lover then moved her hands inside to pinch his backside.

"Did you know that Virginia has a crush on your ass?"

"Uh, yeah."

Sharon loved the sweet relationship that her cousin and her lover had, and she loved teasing Castillo about it, every chance she got. "I told her recently, that if she only knew what it looked like naked, much less what was on the other side of it, she'd never see Andy in the same light."

"So that's the real reason you're with me, and not Flynn?"

"All that... and more."

They undressed each other, very slowly- as to prolong the seduction and mood. With each item of clothing came a string of nibbling kisses to the exposed area. With a shirt or sweater removed, nipples were tantalizingly suckled, and when jeans and undies came down- so too, did their lips to that area, as well.

"Sharon..."

"MmmHmm?"

"I..."

It was hard for the man to think, much less talk.

Sharon hummed again, this time as she circled the tip of his cock with her tongue. It never ceased to amaze her, that at each of their advancing ages, just how aroused they could get. Martin Castillo was every bit as virile now, as he'd been two decades before- hard and erect, without any need of a little blue pill. Meanwhile, her cleft had never felt hotter, or wetter, than it did whenever he was near.

As she continued her ministrations, Sharon couldn't help but move a hand to her own arousal. Slipping between her moist folds, she easily found her throbbing clit, and stroked it in time to her lover's pulse.

Castillo twitched, at the last pass of her tongue, and he feared that he might ejaculate right then and there. "Please, Sharon... let me take care of you."

Her lover's quiet, honest words went directly to her heart, and Sharon had no other option than to respond in kindness to his need.

They trusted each other completely, and as lover's they always responded to the other's needs- often before they knew what they wanted themselves. They were that connected, physically as well as spiritually, and it had been that way since day one.

She laid on the bed, finally, and he joined her. The mattress had been changed out, since her miscarriage years in the past, but still, being there felt heavy with emotion.

Castillo felt it as well. He'd had no idea of their child's existence until quite recently, but that didn't mean that he didn't take the loss any less hard. Pushing such thoughts away, he kissed Sharon with great tenderness. He started first with her closed eyelids, before moving on to her neck, collarbone, and breasts. When he came to her torso and then her abdomen, he whispered words of love to her, as she played with the thickness of his hair, and opened her thighs in anticipation of his arrival there.

Sharon knew his every intention was to please her- even at the expense of his own needs. A time or two, she saw and felt the heat of his sex against her body- including the building bead of pre-cum at his end, and she imagined that he was quite uncomfortable.

"Come home, Marty..."

Her words touched his soul, and in an instant he changed his position and then thrust into her.

Sharon sighed...

He felt so good...

Sharon hummed, as Castillo wiped away twin tears from her eyes. A solitary one betrayed him, as well, and she moved to kiss it away.

Their lips found each other, as their bodies moved in an age old rhythm.

She took all of him, as he gave her his soul. Whatever Sharon needed, Castillo did. He would die for her, if need be. She knew that, and the notion filled her heart with the deepest ache, because if need be, and even forsaking being with her own children, she would do the same for him.

In the low candle light, Sharon caught sight of the wicked red scar that bisected Castillo's chest, as he moved above her. His near-death never ceased to touch her. She could have lost him without even knowing it, and that notion caused her to grip his wide shoulders tightly, as if to hold onto him for all of Eternity.

Castillo spoke to her warmly, in a multitude of languages, then finally in English, said, "Don't worry. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. Okay?"

Sharon nodded, and then choked out a soft, "Okay."

She wasn't afraid to let her guard down with him. There was never any need to be Darth Raydor, when was just the two of them, like this.

Nor did he need to be the big scary ex-DEA/cop- or the Old Man, or even Abu, for that matter. He was just Martin Castillo, the man who loved Sharon Raydor.

He thrust into deeply, and each time she squeezed him a little tighter between her walls. His pubic hair felt soft against her mound, and she giggled to herself for having the foresight to have had a recent bikini wax, down there.

Her light mood made Castillo chuckle like warm gravel, and it did his soul good to know that his lady was happy.

He was happy, too...

And eventually they were both very happy, as they found release together...

"Thank you," Sharon sighed, eventually, while in Castillo's arms.

He kissed her shoulder, tenderly, and actually hummed. "So you enjoyed your kidnapping after all? Would you like to do it again sometime?"

"Oh yes," she replied, while turning to face him. Castillo's sex was already hardening against her, and she felt herself go all throby inside. "Sooner rather than later, in fact."

#FADE OUT#