I do not own MIOBI nor its characters

A/N I know this was supposed to be a one shot, but I couldn't resist :P enjoy!

A LATE NIGHT PRACTICE

Give me what you got, 'cause I can't wait anymore

It has only been two days since Sasha gave into her teasing. She still can't help but smile when she thinks back at that night. Sasha had tried to tease her like she did to him, and for a while he had been very successful. Taunting her with his good looks and seducing glares. He should have known better though, than to battle against her. The only reason he was 'winning' was because she let him.

And boy did she let him win. Whenever she relives that night a feeling runs through her body only Sasha can take away. It's been only two days, but it's been too long already, she needs him around her, holding her, touching her, discovering her sensitive spots, preferably with his mouth. She suppresses a heavy sighs and looks around the gym, knowing exactly where he is. She spots him at the other side of the area, his eyes carefully following Austin's new ring routine.

'Could you go talk to him?' Kelly asks, standing next to her all of a sudden, making her jump in the air. 'Geesh, Keeler, what got you so pumped up?'

'Nothing, I just didn't hear you coming.' She answers quickly, did Kelly see her staring at Sasha? 'Why do I need to talk to him?'

'He's been incredibly grouchy all morning and I can't take it anymore. He's supposed to help me on beam in a minute and I'm already dreading it.'

'It can't be that bad, I haven't noticed it.' Payson tries to defend him.

'No exactly, and that's why you need to talk to him. You won't get killed if you do, he's always more calm around you. So do your voodoo magic and make him like what I do.' Kelly states. Payson smiles, only Kelly can get away with saying that without looking like a pouting kid.

'Okay fine, I'll go talk to him, but I can't promise anything.'

Kelly just rolls her eyes. 'Yeah, yeah, thanks Keeler.'

Softly chuckling to herself Payson walks over to him and halfway through he switches his attention from Austin to her. The way he is attuned to her never seizes to amaze her, he always knows where she is and what she's doing when they're close to one another.

'Sasha, could I speak with you for a moment?' She asks in her most innocent voice as she comes to stand next to him.

'Sure.' He answers, not knowing what she wants to discuss but deciding to taunt her a bit. He knows she can't talk freely now that Austin is just a few feet away.

'In private please.' She rolls her eyes, who knew Sasha could be such a tease. She turns on her heels and walks into towards office, thankfully neither her mom or Summer are in there. She hears the door close behind her, hears his footsteps close the distance between them.

'What did you want to talk to me about?' He whispers in her ear just as he walks by her to go and sit in his chair. She suppresses the shiver that he causes and nonchalantly comes to sit on the edge of his desk. Her legs are barely an inch from his hands and she can see his urge to touch her.

'Why are you so cranky?' The look on his face makes her bark out a laugh.

'Was I cranky to you?' He asks surprised, he thought he kept his emotions perfectly hidden for her and everybody else.

'No not to me, but to everybody else, yes. Kelly asked me to go and talk to you so you wouldn't bark at her on beam like you just barked at Austin.'

'Hmm, I hadn't realized.' He muses, a frown forming on his face. 'I'll try to be on my best behaviour.'

'Thank you.' She looks behind her and sees that nobody can spot them in their current position. She takes the opportunity to close the distance between their bodies and relishes the feel of his fingers against her thigh when she pushes closer. 'I miss you.' She whisper, her voice low and husky.

'I miss you too.'

'I was wondering if I could stay late tonight to work on my vault?' This has him confused, they were talking about their desires, not gymnastics right?

'Of course.' He answers slowly, his eyes capturing her every feature, trying to figure out what game she's playing. 'Was that all?' Kim chooses that moment to walk back into the office and Sasha immediately leans back into his chair, providing as much space between them as possible. He also understands the change of subject from the girl on his desk.

'Mum, I'm going to be staying late, practicing my new vault. I just asked Sasha to bring me home, is that okay with you?'

'Sure honey, but make sure you eat in the mean time.' She directs the last bit at Sasha and he laughs.

'I'll feed her.' He answers, getting an approving nod from Kim.

'Okay, cool. Will you spot me on bars?' It's as normal as a conversation they could have at this point, with her mother present and all, and she stands up to leave the office.

'I'll be right there.' He says and she can feel his bemused look on her retreating back as she exits the little room.

'So I know this is none of my business.' Kim starts after a few peaceful quiet moments. 'But I talked to Summer the other day.' She's eyeing him stridently.

'What about her?' He sighs inwardly, Summer hasn't been on his mind ever since she made it clear she chose Steve over him. And who had he been kidding really? He only dated her because he couldn't have the one he really wanted.

'Did you know she broke off her engagement with Steve?'

'Yes, she told me when we got back from Worlds.' Kim seems to want to say more but remains silent.

'Kim, I appreciate what you're trying to do here, but Summer needs to get her life back on track. She goes from Steve to me and then back again. I have enough to focus on already and her ever changing interest isn't what I need at the moment.' He answers with forced calmness. The look on her face makes him go on to not be pitied on. 'I'm fine just being here right now.'

'Ooh I know, but lately you've been so quiet. I just want you to be happy.'

He can't help but smile at that, Kim always has his best at heart and he's grateful that she thinks so highly of him. If only she knew what he has with Payson, he's sure she wouldn't think so highly after that. 'Thank you Kim, but I am happy. And I have enough women around me to make sure it stays that way.' He says, gesturing to the gym and winking at her.

'You always were a smooth talker, weren't you.'

'That's something I can't deny.' They both smile at that, both remembering his bad ass days.

'I'll better go check on Payson before she comes back up to drag me down to the bars.' He jokes, Kim just laughs at it, knowing just how possible that is.

'Payson, are you ready?' She hears him shout at her daughter. She sees Payson turn around and say something in return that causes Kelly mouth to drop in awe. She shakes her head, the things her daughter can get away with.

It wasn't the first time she'd seen there was something different in Sasha's coaching towards her daughter, but then again, what had ever been normal about Payson in the first place. It still amazes her how well Sasha can get the best out of her, with Marty Payson had been good, but with Sasha she's become magnificent. They have a special bond she doesn't understand and she doesn't know if she even wants to. All she cares about is that her daughter is happy, and if Sasha's the cause of that so be it.

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The sound of her feet hitting the mat when she runs down the vault for one last time quickens his pulse. He he'd already run up the stairs to start on dividing the food, but she wanted to run through it once more. He takes a look out of the internal window and follows her run. He knows he shouldn't be doing this, they shouldn't be doing this, but he can't help himself. It's only been a couple of days since they first gave in to their desires, but already he want more of her. Not only her body, although he will never deny it isn't a part of it*, she intrigues him. She changed her leotard for some more comfortable work out clothes after the other gymnasts left and now he can see even more of her body, the skin he wants to touch, taste, feel under him. He shakes his head, she's just practicing her routines, he should act like her coach now. He sees her salute to herself after yet another perfect run and she gathers her thing to join him. She starts walking to his office, but instead of coming up the stairs she aims for the entrance.

'Payson, the food is up here.' He calls down to her.

'I know, I'm just not hungry for food.' She calls back eyeing him seductively. For a moment he keeps standing in the doorway. 'Are you coming?' The way she pronounces those three words almost makes him come right there.

'Well are you?' She asks again. He grins at her and takes the stairs two steps at a time.

'You bet I am.' He says before taking her in his arms, sweeping her off her feet.

He let's her down before they walk outside, they might be alone this time of night, but they can never be too careful.

'Are you sure you don't want the food as well?' Sasha asks.

'Are you trying to tell me you rather have food then me right now?' Payson gasps, feigning hurt feelings as she puts a hand to her heart.

'Never, love, I always want you most.' She smacks him lightly on his arm before walking away from him. He catches up to her soon and together they walk to the airstream. Although it has been standing there for almost two years now, she's never seen the inside of it. She watches Sasha open the door and gestures her to go inside. The narrow space between them gives her the perfect chance to stroke her hand past his lower body, causing him to take in a sharp breath.

She enters the small room and goes straight to his bed, sitting on the edge, not really caring what the little space looks like. He stops for a moment, just inside the door frame. His eyes gaze over her tousled bun, not perfect anymore after hours of training, but still beautiful. He lowers his gaze, finding her eyes, her hungry, lust filled eyes. Then, he looks lower and notices only one button is holding her shirt on her body. He hadn't noticed she changed her tank top for something else, but he's grateful she did. Her breasts are almost bare, and that button is just taunting him. She looks at him through her eyelashes, licking her lips and he watches the pink tip travelling across them. He crosses the room in a few steps and pauses just at the foot of the bed, staring at her with his arms crossed high on his chest.

She slowly leans forward, the front of the shirt gaps open and he can't help but look momentarily at her breasts, the pads of his fingertips are practically tingling, remembering how soft her skin felt the last time he touched her. Again she looks up at him, the lust in her eyes clearly visible.

'I did some research.' She muses, tracing her fingers over his thighs. 'Want to find out what I learned?'

For a moment he hesitates, he wants nothing more then to give in to her. But if he allows it now, again, there's no going back. Everything they'll do after tonight will be because of this. And it is if she can read his mind.

'Sasha, I love you.' She whispers. 'I want you. I only want you. And I want you now.'

With a loud sigh he closes his eyes and drops his hands to his sides. Payson smiles, she will always get what she wants. She changes her position, getting on her hands and knees. Leaning forward she presses her lips to the front of his pants. He hisses sharply when he feels her hot breath against him and he can feel his arousal growing rapidly. He wants to let her take the lead, but his body is betraying him as his hips press forward, towards the heat of her mouth. She continues to taunt him though, kissing his growing erection through his pants with her warm breath torturing him exceedingly. Finally he feels her hands on his thighs beginning to move towards his arousal. She traces his member with her fingers, its length up and down until it's so stiff, he wants to beg her to release it. He can't take it anymore and reaches down for both sides of her face softly, tilting her head up to look at him. As she looks up into his eyes, his thumbs make slow circles on her cheeks. Seeing the raw lust in his eyes, she feels a small shiver whisper down her body.

She rises up, still on her knees but closer to his face now. He cups the back of her head and draws her in for a searing kiss. He nearly looses his mind when he feels her hands rub the outline of his cock. He leaves her mouth to delve into her neck as he needs all the air he can get, she's driving him crazy with her touch. Her hands start to unbutton his pants. He feels relieve fall over him instantly when they fall to the ground and a moan of pleasure escapes his mouth. He feels her hands at his thighs, but her mouth distracts him momentarily when she moves her lips down his chin and kisses his neck. She doesn't linger long though and soon descends towards his chest. His shirt is irritating her and stopping her from going lower. He gently takes her face in his hand again and motions for her to pause just a second. With one swift movement he removes his shirt. She immediately dives in again and he feels her tongue starts to lick his chest as she's still touching his cock, taking him into her hand. He can't keep his breathing steady and soon he's panting heavily as her fingers start to move harder up and down. He moves down to kiss the top of her head, taking in her amazing scent.

'You have know idea what you do to me, love.'

'No Sasha, I know perfectly well what I'm doing to you.' And before he can say anything she begins to lick further down his chest and slowly goes down, leaving a hot burning trail of fire down his body. She lingers above his cock for a moment before kissing the tip of it, her hands never left his shaft and now her mouth joins them. Her warm tongue continues to taste and swirl his knob until he starts moaning, barely able to utter the plea to take him into her mouth. She does as she is told and slowly her lips encircle him tightly. He brings his hands up to her head, releasing her hair from the elastic band and taking her blond strands between his fingers. He moans deeply as he feels her tongue move around him, teasing him until he can't take it anymore. He moves his hands to her shoulders, pulling her closer to his hips. Her hands move around his legs, her nails softly tracing his body.

She takes him in her mouth as deep as she can, causing him to take in a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut as he feels her mouth sucking his hard cock, moving up and down, faster and faster. She looks up to him as she moves up and down on him, giving him even more pleasure than he thought possible. He keeps looking at her, watching her suck him to his release. Every now and then she lets her tongue roll across the underside of his dick, which makes him moan even louder. When he feels his tip hit the back of her throat, he looses all his senses. The hand in her hair tightens its grip and pulls her even closer to him. He vaguely hears her moan, feels the vibration of her moaning around him and that throws him over the edge. His fingers gripping her head close to his body, his cum spurting into her mouth. She slides her lips up his cock a little bit, but swallows every last drop. Eventually she releases her hold on him, coming back up again to his height. She watches him come down from his high, his head tilted back and eyes closed. After a moment he looks at her, awestruck.

'That was amazing love.' He strokes her cheek gently before putting her on her feet again. 'Let me return the favour.' The longing on his face makes Payson kiss him softly on the lips. His arms reach around her, pressing his naked body into her fully clothed figure. He stares down at her face, but soon his eyes wander of to her breasts. The shirt she's wearing not at all covering her curves. Soon she has had enough and pushes up her feet, kissing him hard and rough. He can sense her need for release and lowers his mouth to her ear, nibbling at he earlobe while working with his hands to remove her shirt. She lets out a low moan and pushes her body more into him.

'Easy Payson. We have all the time.'

'No, we don't. I have to go home eventually.' She whispers, disappointment clear in her voice. He kisses her slowly to take away the sad thoughts.

He shakes his head at her. 'We've got all the time, because I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here tomorrow and the day after that. So we've got all the time in the world for this.'

'You promise?' She asks him, and for the first time he sees that that has her worried, more then she ever let on.

'I promise Payson. I love you and I will do everything I can to prove that to you, every single day of the rest of our lives.' And with that he kisses her deeply, pouring every feeling he has for her into it, to prove the words he just spoke.

She puts her arms around his neck and he pulls her closer. His arms on her waist, slowly lowering to her hips. Her clothing becoming an unwanted barrier between them. For a second he lets go of her lips, undressing her upperbody with a swift gesture. Her purple bra (could it have been any other colour) taunting him, begging him to unclasp it.

Soon he lets her capture him again. Her tongue battling his in an heated kiss. His hands move down her body, leaving a burning trace of desire on her body. Removing her short pants and the remaining of her underwear proves a bigger challenge then he anticipated because of her lingering kisses all over his neck and chest. When he finally succeeds he takes her into his arms. Pulling her legs around him so she's straddling his waist. He slams her roughly against the wall, it hadn't been his intension to be so rough, but the moan that escapes her mouth ensures him she really doesn't care. He lowers his head to the valley of her breasts, nuzzling between her curves, taunting her ever so slightly more. Then he takes one of her nipples into his mouth. She gasps loudly at the feeling of his wet mouth and arches into his touch. He gently bites into the little knob and feels her hands on his back, her nails digging into his flesh. One of his hands holds her steady against the wall, the other squeezing the neglected breast. He can feel her loose control, and he only just started.

'Relax.' He whispers into her ear. Causing her to shiver all over. He carries her to the bed, making sure to be gentle this time. Her hand goes around his neck immediately, pulling him in for another searing kiss. He wraps his arms around her and entwines their legs. He could kiss her forever. Slowly however he detaches his body from her, lowering himself to her stomach. Kissing his way further down, her hissing breath causing him to chuckle against the skin of her thigh. Not just yet he thinks wickedly. And sure enough, he hears her pleading moan when he descends further down and not to the place she wants him most. He takes full care of her legs, kissing his way down to her feet and back up again, paying extra attention to the hollow of her knee. Hearing her moan he discovers it's a sensitive spot. Information he carefully puts away in his mind for other times. He is done teasing now though and moves back up, pushing her legs ever so slightly more apart. Softly he blows his breath against her sensitive skin, causing yet another shiver to go through her body. He smiles proudly at himself, he's able to make her fall apart like nobody else can. He begins running his fingers along her clit, moving lower and pushing them slowly into her. A load moan from Payson makes him push a bit further.

"Oh god that feels good." Payson gasps as she pushes herself up against him. He slides his finger in and out as he moves his mouth to her clit. Licking, tasting her.

'Sasha.' Is her only pleading whisper. As an answer he puts her legs over his shoulders, granting him better access. He teasingly flickers his tongue against her clit, but when her hand grabs hold of his hair he has no other choice than obey her every demand. Removing his fingers he replaces them with his tongue, probing it into her, tasting her deeply.

"Oh god, Sasha.' She moans after a short while, the tension in her body building rapidly. He doesn't listen to her at first, relishing the taste of her to much. But when she starts pulling his hair softly upwards he relents, moving his tongue back to her clit. Softly releasing it from his grip every once and a while and licking harder and faster, around it, driving her crazy with desire.

He feels her push herself into his actions, her hands capturing the sheets. He pushes a finger back into her while he keeps paying careful attention to the rest of her body. He licks her once more and then feels her fall apart.
'Ooh, fuck, yes… Sasha.. ooh god.' She moans, writhing on the bed. Her fingers curling into his sheets. She gasps frantically, her body rocking under him. His elite gymnast, for once not able to control her body. When she finally comes down from her high he kisses her softly on the lips.

'I love you.'

'I love you too.'

They lay on his bed for a while. Everything around them forgotten. The food, her parents, nothing. Only when her phone starts buzzing they come back to reality. She quickly finds the little phone between their discarded clothes. She gives him a loving smile before answering it.

'Hi mum, yeah sorry, we lost track of time. I'll be home in about fifteen minutes.'

Without saying a word they get dressed, the call from her mother weighing heavily on them. When she is about to exit his airstream he pulls her back though.

'One last kiss.' He pleads, not wanting to let her go just yet, but knows he has to. She slowly makes her way back to him, finding the security she needs so often in his welcoming arms. He cups her face and gently kisses her. For a moment neither of them deepen it, just enjoying each others hold for what may be the last time in a while. Then she deepens it, her tongue circling around his, her hands grabbing his shirt to pull him closer. Their inner dominance fighting against each other and for once he lets her win. When they finally pull back he presses a kiss to her forehead. 'Don't forget what you mean to me.' He whispers and she nods quietly.

He drives her home safely, staying in the car and watching her walk into her home. One day he will walk next to her, he thinks, entering their own home. And with that thought he leaves the driveway.

A/N Thanks JCI, amongtheprettythings and flowerchild3286 for reviewing. I had a crappy week, so I thought this would cheer me up a bit (and yes it worked), nothing but meaning less fluff (I'm not sure about Kim in this chapter, but she crept into it), anyway, please R&R, you know how much I appreciate it!

* I believe this sounds a lot like JCI in one of her stories, so credit :)