Hands braced on the sheets just above his shoulders, Jackie smiled as she rolled her hips and drew a strangled groan from him, his fingers curving around her hips as he urged her on. Robbie's head rolled back against the pillow and she trailed her mouth over the exposed skin, teeth scrapping lightly against his pulse point . Nuzzling the hollow of his throat for a brief second, she caressed the side of his jaw lightly with her fingers, kissing him deeply, moaning into his mouth as his fingers slid between them to tease her. Breaking the kiss, she pulled herself upright, changing the angle, feeling him slide even deeper.
She took in a deep, shaky breath, eyes locking on his as she finally let her movements pick up pace. Hand on his chest, palm slipping slightly against his damp skin as his free hand trailed up her side and his hips pushed upwards.
His fingers were tangling in her hair, drawing her down to him again. Lips meeting again they both shattered, her fingers curling into the sheets as she gasped.
As Robbie struggled to come down from the high he'd just experienced, he let his fingers drift over the soft skin of her back. Jackie pressed her cheek against his shoulder, mouth gently kissing his neck, unable to part from him just yet.
Finally she shifted, teeth biting into her bottom lip, stifling a moan as she shifted off him, her eyes widening in surprise as his arm clamped around her, keeping her curled into his chest; she'd never have pegged him for a cuddler. Still she had to admit that she was enjoying the closeness, the intimacy of it all.
He kissed the top of her head, watching as she started to drift off, brown eyes heavy, eyelids fluttering shut. Frowning at the warmth that seemed to have settled in his chest, he realised with a start that he finally felt contented. Part of him wanted to shake her awake, tell her how he felt but she looked so peaceful that he couldn't quite bring himself to do it; not yet anyway.
It was still pitch black when Jackie woke again, still in his solid embrace, shivering as the cold air of the night finally made it's presence felt. Almost reluctantly she moved out of Robbie's arms, shifting slightly as she searched for the heavier throw to huddle under, rather than making do with the thin sheets.
"What are you doing?" Robbie's sleep laden voice asked, a note of confusion in his voice.
"Looking for the throw, I'm freezing," she replied quietly.
Sitting up, he ran a hand through his hair, yawning before a grin crept across his face. "Why are you whispering?"
Jackie smiled over her shoulder at him as she pulled the throw up to her chin. "Dunno," she shrugged. "It's dark and I suppose I feel like I should be quiet."
Laughing, he wrapped his arm around her stomach and falling back onto the mattress, pulled her with him. She shifted under the covers so that her back was pressed against his chest as his fingers traced indistinct patterns across her stomach. He kissed her shoulder. "I could get use to this," he told her.
"Thought you did stuff like this all the time," she muttered in amusement.
"I meant with you."
Her fingers entwined with his as she let out a soft sigh. "Be careful about what you're about to say, Robbie. If this is all this is then I can accept it, but I don't want you to feel like you have to make any false promises."
Shifting onto his side, he leaned over her so that his eyes could meet hers. "I'm not going to say something I don't mean to you, Jacks. This shouldn't have taken us so long," he told her sincerely.
"Maybe we just weren't ready for it."
"Older and wiser now," he echoed.
"Definitely the first, not too sure about the second, especially where you're concerned," she replied, laughing as he pretended to look hurt and offended by her words.
"Ouch," he mumbled, pinching her side in retaliation.
"Well it's true," she told him, her hand sliding up to curve round his check as she pressed her back further into him.
"Ah but I have now learned my lesson," Robbie replied, hands sweeping upwards to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing lightly over her nipples.
Arching, she let out a quiet but throaty moan. "Have you really?" She finally managed to get out, hand reaching back, fingers curling into his hip as light caresses progressed into more.
"Uh huh," he assured her as his hips rocked against her, one hand sliding between her legs as he pulled her earlobe into his mouth. "Grown a lot recently," he told her smirking against her neck.
"That's such a bad pun," she choked out, shifting restlessly on the sheets as his teasing nudged her higher. She was already breathless and panting.
He didn't reply, merely shifted her leg slightly and slid into her, groaning her name as he did so, he couldn't quite believe that he'd waited so long for this, but now that he had her he was going to make up for lost time.
As the early morning light began to seep through the curtains, Robbie caressed Jackie's thigh which was thrown over his hip. They hadn't slept since the cold had woken her, finding other activities to keep them preoccupied, conversation flowing easily in between. There'd been no awkwardness between them, something that had worried both of them initially, but it had just fitted like the missing piece of a puzzle everything finally slotting together.
It was the shrill sound of Jackie's mobile that interrupted the stillness, punctuating through the privacy of the moment. Stretching, Jackie swiped the phone from the bedside table, grumbling slightly before she answered it, "DS Reid."
Robbie rolled his eyes as he heard Burke's voice ranting on the other end, Jackie met his gaze and smiled as she replied to their Boss. "No Sir, I understand, absolutely, we'll be back within the next hour and a half." She hung up, looking at him almost remorsefully as she told him, "We've to get back to the station, they picked up Hannah last night, found the knife used to kill him in the bins out the back."
"That's not very smart," he remarked.
"Few hours later and it could have been, they were due to get picked up today."
"So why exactly do we need to go back?" he asked, trying to pull her on top of him. "Sounds like the case is as good as closed."
"Could be, but he wants us to interview her."
Groaning, Robbie replied, "Bloody typical." He sat up, grinning as that move shifted her into his lap. "Time for a quick one?"
"And they say romance is dead."
He laughed lowly, his grin staying firmly in place when her lips curved into a smile and she wrapped her legs around his waist, lips finding his once as his hands steadied on her hips.
She made Robbie drive back to Glasgow, she was too exhausted to even consider it and every time she yawned he smirked over at her. "Stop it," Jackie finally laughed.
"What!" he protested.
"You look too smug, people are going to wonder why."
He shrugged. "They can wonder all they want, I'm happy." His expression changed into one of mild concern. "Aren't you?"
"Of course I am," she replied. "Didn't think this would ever happen but I don't regret it."
"Good."
"I just don't think we should parade it in front of everyone at work."
"Sounds fair enough," he agreed after a moment's pause. "So, are you busy tonight?"
"Why? What do you have in mind DI Ross?"
"Dinner maybe," he shrugged, "Whatever you want to do we'll do it."
"Sounds nice, suppose it'll depend on what time we finish here though," she smiled. "You want to eat out or in?"
"Might not get a choice depending on the time."
"True." She shifted in her seat, commenting, "This is nice."
"What exactly are you talking about? Because I'm quite liking all of this."
"Was talking about the fact that we can just talk like this, admit that we might be late, that things might not go to plan and neither one of us sulks about it."
"Didn't think about it like that, but you're right, we know what the job's like and we accept it. Could be the perfect relationship."
Jackie blinked in surprise. "Never thought I'd see the day that you spoke in terms of a relationship."
"Never really found anyone worth it, you are though."
Her head ducked, pleasure at that statement evident on her face. "So, dinner tonight then," she repeated, her face flushed slightly and feeling slightly giddy at the thought of spending more time with him.
"Can't wait," he replied, smiling as he turned into the station car park. His smile quickly fell when he saw Tanya, the social worker who was often at the station standing by the back fire door, smoking. Taking in a deep breath, he sent up a silent prayer that luck would be on his side, or else he was about to be plunged straight into hell.
Despite how this would look, he hadn't done this on purpose, with Tanya it was simply casual sex, sex that had fizzled out. The slightly tricky part was simply due to the fact that he hadn't technically finished things with her yet. He swallowed heavily, he just needed to get past her, that was all.
Stepping almost reluctantly out of the car, he headed towards the other door, Jackie beside him, pausing and wincing when he heard her familiar tone call out his name.
Jackie frowned at Robbie's obvious discomfort, but figured it was simply unsigned paperwork coming back to haunt him.
He turned on his heel, smiling politely. "Hi Tanya, how are you?"
The woman looked at him in good natured resignation. "Better if you bothered to call."
Feeling Jackie bristle slightly next to him, Robbie wanted to curse, loudly. "Just been busy," he replied evasively.
"I've noticed, beginning to feel like it's your answer machine I'm seeing and not you," she joked.
Jackie felt the blood drain from her face, cutting into the conversation she told them quietly, "I think I'll leave you to this, I have work to do anyway."
Robbie wanted to stop her, but knew from the look on her face that she'd probably break his arm for his trouble. As she walked away, he turned to Tanya, he had to try and fix this. "Look Tanya this has been fun but-"
She held up her hand. "Don't finish that sentence," she told him. Her smile turned sad. "I kind of figured this would happen, you're not the type who goes past a few dates." Leaning forward she kissed his cheek chastely. "Well it's been fun but I don't see the point in dragging this out, goodbye, Robbie."
He watched her go in relief, and turned to race after Jackie who was just slipping into the building.
Jackie bit down on her bottom lip, struggling to keep a hold on herself when she saw the young blonde lean forward and kiss his cheek before leaving. Why had she fallen for this? Surely she'd known him well enough to know when he was spinning a line, and yet she'd let him take her in, had accepted everything he'd told her as gospel. Now though she felt so humiliated and so very angry with him.
The corridor was empty and she heard his footsteps as he ran towards her and grabbed her arm. "Jackie, wait I can explain."
She yanked her arm away and whirled round to face him. "I don't want to hear it," she told him firmly.
"Look Tanya was a fling, I just ended it, it doesn't have to affect us."
"There is no us," she replied coldly.
"Don't say that. You mean everything to me, I didn't want this to happen."
"I'll bet you didn't," Jackie scoffed.
"Look I didn't plan for last night, it just happened, I was going to finish with Tanya anyway so it didn't seem a big deal."
"It is a big deal! She cared about you, it was written across her face and you were just going to chuck her?"
"I love you."
"Don't you dare try that." She glared at him, eyes sparking fire. "If you'd told me, asked me to wait I would have understood, it would have shown you were a bit more mature, but no you wanted to have your cake and eat it too." She laughed bitterly. "You even started it, and when were you even going to end it seeing as you were meant to be with me tonight?"
"I hadn't really thought it through," he admitted reluctantly.
"No, why would you."
She turned to walk away and he caught her arm again. "Look I fucked up, I know I did but I meant what I said, all of it."
Jackie stared at him for a moment and then shook her head. "That's not going to cut it, Robbie. This was a mistake and I won't be repeating it, forget what happened and forget what I said and maybe we can keep working together."
He let her go this time, staring aimlessly after her, unable to see the tears that were threatening to run down her cheeks.