Day 3-Tues-"You're Drunk"

Just Tonight, Please

"Maggie," Alex called out as she walked into the apartment, "You were supposed to meet me at the bar, what hap-,"

Before Alex could even finish her sentence, Maggie was on top of her, her lips opening Alex's mouth, her hands removing her leather jacket and tossing it to the floor, then gliding for the end of her shirt and pulling it over Alex's head and tossing it to the floor also along with the bra which she had unhooked with ease.

Maggie's breath smelled like burbon and a lot of it.

"Woah, woah, slow down," Alex said.

"Don't you want me?"

"Always but talk to me first, what's going on?"

"No talking," Maggie said as she ran her lips onto Alex's shoulders then down toward the center of her breasts.

Alex leaned her head back in excstasy, her eyes closed. She wanted to remain in control, wanting to talk things out but Maggie was making it extremely difficult especially when she undid the button and zipper of her pants, pulling back her underwear, skin touching skin, running her fingers over and then inside her.

"What," Alex said trying to focus despite the heat and wetness that had come, "what happened tonight?"

Maggie pulled out and placed Alex's nipple into her mouth, Alex getting wetter by the second.

"It doesn't matter," Maggie said when she stopped sucking.

"You're drunk," Alex said.

"So what?" She leaned up into Alex's ear and whispered, "I need this tonight, Alex, please."

Alex cold feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into a blissful state the way her back tingled as Maggie ran her fingers up it, the way her nipples reacted when Maggie touched them.

"But you're drunk," Alex repeated.

"I don't care," Maggie said, her tongue rolling down Alex's skin.

Alex was beyond reason. She locked Maggie's hips around hers, their pelvises coming together. Easily Alex lifted Maggie and took her to the bed.

Maggie stirred the next morning when the light shown through the apartment windows. Her head felt like a bulldozer had run over it several times. She sat up as Alex walked over to her and took a seat.

"Here, drink this," she said, handing Maggie a glass of what looked like mud and two Aspirin tablets.

Maggie took the pills and then a drink, "That's disgusting."

"Never underestimate the power of a good hangover cure."

Maggie took another drink and the two remained silent for a moment until Maggie sighed.

"I'm sorry about last night," Maggie finally said, "And I know you wanted to talk about it, I just.."

"Needed a different kind of release?" Alex asked.

"Yeah."

"Despite me allowing you to take advantage and you being beyond mind blowing last night, are you ready to talk about it now?"

Maggie sighed but now that she was sober and having an easier time thinking she went for it. "My aunt showed my dad our wedding invitation. He hopped on the first flight out here and met with me yesterday."

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?"

"You were busy and I didn't want to drag you into this mess."

"Hey I can always find time for you, no matter what. As far as the mess goes, we both bring our own lives to this relationship. We just have to share the load. You were there for me when my dad betrayed me and my family. You should have let me be there for you."

"I know. I'm sorry. Think you can forgive me?"

"Well you were pretty insatiable last night so I think there's room to forgive a night of drunken sex."

Maggie laughed and it made Alex happy to see her girl smile.

"I love you, Maggie Sawyer."

"I love you, Alex Danvers."

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