Rated for suggestiveness but not full on sex. ;)
"Have you ever thought about having sex in the cutting room?" Harry asked Nikki suddenly as they sat in his car on their way to a scene. Nikki, who was looking out of the passenger side window, turned her head slowly to look at him and laughed slightly.
"I'm sorry?"
"Have you ever thought about having sex in the cutting room?" Harry repeated and looked at her out of the corner of his eyes to see her reaction. Nikki shifted in her seat slightly and turned so she was looking directly at him.
"Are you up for it?" she asked outright, surprising him somewhat.
"What figuratively or…literally?" he asked and saw Nikki look quickly down at his lap then back up to his face and grinned.
"Well what are you talking about Dr Cunningham?" she shot back at him and Harry looked back at the road as the traffic lights changed to green.
"Both" he muttered and missed the smirk Nikki had on her face.
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A few hours later, towards the end of their, shift Harry was standing in the cutting room reading over a case file. There were no bodies in sight, all of them being locked away for the night or until a family member came to claim them. He looked up when he heard the door open and saw Nikki walk in, he knew from her stride that she was a woman on a mission and was about to ask what she wanted when she leant up, grabbed the front of his shirt and kissed him full on the lips. He responded automatically, he never turned down an opportunity to kiss his lover, and reached behind him blindly to place the file on the workbench then wrapped one arm around Nikki's waist and pulled her closer allowing her to move her hands from his shirt and work on the belt of his trousers. He broke the kiss and pressed small kisses down Nikki's neck and her hands faltered on his trousers as she leant her head back to allow him better access.
"Where's Leo?" he mumbled against her neck as he moved his hands down to her skirt and undid the zip.
"Home" Nikki hissed in reply as Harry ran one hand up the back of her blouse, the other pushing her skirt to the floor "He wasn't feeling well and he only had paperwork"
"What did you slip him?" Harry joked and Nikki shut him up by kissing him again and allowing the undone trousers to fall to the ground. "God I love you Nikki" he mumbled between kisses and lifted Nikki to sit on the sterilized silver table behind them, wondering what excuse he would have to give the lab techs to clean the tables again. All thoughts were thrown out of his head however when Nikki kissed him again.
Come on as if Harry and Nikki have never had Cuttingroom!sex...okay I apologise for this. lol! :D I have no idea where this idea came from though.
It would have got a bit more steamy but some of my family members are haning around and it's really hard to write smut when they are. hehe.