Title: On A Mission

Author: Bee (SneetchesToo)

Rating: PG-13 at first, M in the last two chapters

Pairing: Ethan/Leanne

Summary: Leanne was a mission. A mission for what, she's not entirely sure.

Disclaimer: They aren't mine. Sadly. But wouldn't it be amazing to have Rob Lowe at your own personal disposal?

Author's Note: Everything in Italics is Leanne thinking to herself… Also, this is the first story I've written in over a decade, so bear with me if it's horrible.

Part Two

When they finally reached the bedroom, Ethan paused and turned to look at Leanne with the most gentle eyes she had ever seen. "You sure you're okay with this?"

Of course I am you idiot! She wanted to scream out at him that she'd never been more sure about anything in her life, but again, her voice failed her. Instead, she took the opportunity to pull him close and kiss him, hard.

She was shocked to see how quickly Ethan's eyes went from gentle to lustful, but judging how she herself was feeling, she couldn't blame him. Before she could respond she heard Ethan shut the bedroom door behind them, carefully pushing her backwards against it and claiming her lips once more. She felt Ethan's hands make their way under her shirt, pulling it up over her head in one quick motion. When his lips landed on hers again she let out a moan she didn't even know she was capable of. Careful Leanne, don't want to scare him away before the fun even has a chance to begin. In one quick motion, Leanne used the door to her advantage and hoisted herself up, wrapping her legs around Ethan's waist, her arms wrapping themselves tightly around his neck. Without a second thought, she pulled away from the kiss and let her lips wander along Ethan's jaw line and up to his ear, where she bit down gently.

"Don't do that!" Ethan hissed as one hand moved from her hips to her back, undoing her bra in one swift motion. Tossing the garment aside, Ethan pulled back, his eyes not so subtly giving her a once over. "Wow." Leanne blushed at his statement and quickly pulled his face back to hers, hoping to shut him up before he said anything else that made her heart do a somersault. Ethan's only response was to pull her closer, their bare chests now against each other. "You're beautiful." He mumbled against her lips.

"And you're insane." She added with a small laugh, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Ethan smiled that smile that made her crazy, the one he seemed to reserve just for her, and shook his head "no" in response. Damn this man is going to be the death of me. Was all Leanne could think of as Ethan carefully picked her up, her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, and carried her over to the king size bed before lowering himself on-top of her.

He kissed her gently before pulling back, his eyes meeting with hers. "You're sure about this?"

"Very much so." She replied, before pulling his face back down to hers. "Now stop talking and kiss me." Running her hands down his bare back she settled them on his hips, pulling him as close as possible.

"Yes ma'am." He mock saluted her and she hated him for it, but then he was trailing kisses down her neck and her bare shoulders and she decided she could live with his foolishness if this was her reward.

"You better not regret this in the morning." She whispered against his cheek, tears forming in her eyes and running down her cheeks. Dammit Leanne, this is the most action you've seen in years and now you're gonna cry on the guy? Way to go.

"No way in hell." He whispered back, claiming her lips in his once more before pulling back to look her in the eyes again. "No regrets." Leanne smiled up at him and Ethan ran his fingers down her arm, stopping when he got to her hand. Pulling it away from his hip, he gently brought it to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. He released her hand, only to settle his on her hips, running his fingers along the edge of her jeans, groaning when she wriggled underneath. "You're not helping."

"Didn't know I was supposed to." She muttered back, her own hands taking a turn to run down his chest, and finally, over his finely chiseled abs. "Remember how earlier I said that I had no idea what I was doing when I came over here?" Ethan nodded his head, a confused smile on his face. "Well it turns out, that I was on a mission. And my mission involved us," she placed a kiss against his jaw, her hands moving around to land on his ass, which was also incredibly chiseled she noted. "And a lot less clothing." She winked, her hands making their way back to his stomach and down to his belt buckle.

Ethan's hands made quick work of her belt, pulling it loose and tossing it to join her bra on the floor. "You first." He pressed a kiss to her cheek, his hands then working to undo the button of her jeans. After successfully undoing the button and sliding down the zipper, he moved his hands back to her hips, pushing at her jeans slowly. Once he removed them he tossed them across the room as well, and moved to run his hands down her thighs. "You're killing me here Rorish." He mumbled against her lips, pulling her in for another deep kiss.

But what a way to die. She thought to herself as she tugged at his belt buckle, undoing it after a few tries, and tossing it onto the floor. "You know it's been a while since I've done this right?" She pulled back to look at him through tear filled eyes.

"It's okay." He whispered, pressing a kiss to her lips before reaching down to still her hands. Gently pushing them aside he quickly undid his jeans and pushed them down, kicking them off behind him. Ethan's hands quickly moved themselves into her hair, kissing her passionately. "Protection?" He asked quietly, his mouth leaving a trail of fire down her chest and to her stomach.

Fuck. She should've known this would come up. "Not necessary." She whispered, waiting for the inevitable game of 20 questions that she was sure would follow.

"Okay." He whispered against her stomach before moving back up to kiss her gently.

"Okay." She whispered back, letting her hands wander to the front of his boxers, running her fingers under the waistband. "You're still wearing entirely too much clothing." She winked, tugging gently in order to get her point across.

Ethan's hands quickly settled on her hips, his thumbs running under the waist band of her underwear. "So are you." He whispered, claiming her mouth in his as he gently slid her panties down.

Leanne followed suit, pushing his boxers down and quickly tossing them into the pile with the remainder of their clothing. "There, now we're even." She smiled at him seductively, running her hands up over his ass and back, and into his hair.

"Let the fun begin." He whispered, kissing her passionately.

Let the fun begin indeed.