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Warnings: Some citrus, some swearing

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They were lucky they didn't have work the next day as their intimacy had lasted well into the morning hours. He didn't know what time it was when his phone buzzed from the bedside table. Carefully so as not to wake her he turned her over and got up to answer the phone. She simply turned back, pulled his pillow closer and snuffled happily in her sleep. The pillow still held his warmth, more important it held his scent. He gave a small chuckle at the site as he stepped away, calling FDR back as he made it downstairs.

"Hey buddy, how was dinner? Did she talk to you?" FDR inquired lightly and quickly.

"Wow mate, uh hello to you too…"

"Sorry…Sorry…Well? You still haven't answered the question."

"I guess you could say we talked…" Tuck replied slowly, he wasn't about to tell FDR the truth. I mean how do you tell your girlfriend's brother, yeah we shagged each other silly, no words needed. Even if he was also your best friend and all you wanted to do was squeal cause wow she's a turner.

"Buddy did you two…?" FDR remarked and when Tuck stalled FDR choked, "Oh my god you did! So how was it?" the sound of a palm hitting a forehead sounded a mere second later as he realized what he'd just said.

Lucky for FDR Tuck heard his friend's realization of the words and put no anger behind his response. "Leave off mate I'm not going there and don't even think of asking her!"

"You have a point buddy, sorry… as your best friend I want to hound you for details", FDR replied sheepishly then added, "As her self- appointed brother…thank you for your discretion."

"No need mate…"

"I also feel obligated to inform you that if you ever hurt her or break her heart…I will break your face…" FDR stated seriously, "I know you won't buddy, but I'd be lax in my brotherly duties if I didn't let you know", He laughed as did Tuck when another voice joined the conversation.

"Hi FDR!" Chloe chirped as she leaned over Tuck's shoulder.

"Hey beautiful…Oh good I can tell both of you!"

"Oh my gosh you did it!" Chloe yelped excitedly and Tuck gave her a questioning look.

"Yep I asked Lauren to marry me", FDR bubbled, practically bouncing on the other end.

"Brilliant mate! Congrats!" Tuck cheered.

They both congratulated him and agreed to a dinner date that night to celebrate. Tuck pulled Chloe over the couch and into his lap. Her legs lounged over the armrest as he pulled her in for a soft kiss. "I could make breakfast, but I don't want to move", She lamented as the brit's fingers traveled her legs and stayed at her thighs. When her stomach let out a loud grumble, she relented and Tuck let her go. In the end she settled for an instant drink to abate the hunger and after downing it in one pull she informed she was going back to bed.

Tuck joined her easily, simply watching her sleep until he began to drift himself. That night they arrived sated and well rested after their long nap and ridiculously long shower. She hadn't felt the least bit sorry when she leaned in to kiss him and 'accidentally' pressed her hips into his. Before she knew it she was bent double under the warm spray of water as he took his time and gently held her when she came undone around him.

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In the days that followed he felt like she'd awakened anew the beast inside albeit in a good way. One that had him pressing his advantage every chance he got and gladly accepting her returning hints and dark suggestions. They kept it to heated kisses in empty offices at work even though Tuck had tried to push it further once. They both had been swamped, barely seeing each other for more than a shared lunch or two in the cafeteria and Tuck felt like he was going to go into meltdown if he didn't have her now.

"Tuck…Tuck please… Ohhh shiiit… Not here…" Chloe moaned helplessly as the brit hefted her onto a desk and his fingers wormed their way under her shirt.

"Naughty girl you know I love it when you swear", Tuck growled and she whimpered as he pressed himself b/w her thighs and ground his hips into hers. Her eyes flicked nervously to the windowed door and the agents walking past blissfully unaware. He could practically feel her distress and bit down hard on his raging desire for the woman splayed out before him. "I'm sorry darling, your right you deserve better than some rushed and dirty office hookup. Tonight then, your place, I'll bring take out?" He inquired hopefully.

"Sounds perfect", Chloe murmured, getting a handle on her voice and re situating her rumpled clothing.

That night as she lost it for the 2nd time he finally let himself follow as she fell to his chest, having ridden him like there was no tomorrow."Do you really have to leave?" Chloe whispered as she traced his lips and curled to his body heat. He had a mission in two days with FDR, which would take him away for two whole weeks. He nodded solemnly and she let her fingers pull against his bottom lip. "I'm really trying not to be the clingy girlfriend, but I still don't want you to go." She grumbled, inhaling sharply as he drew a finger into his mouth and sucked almost in contemplation of what the digit's taste reminded him of.

He released the finger and looked at her thoughtfully even as she traced his chest with its lingering wetness. "It's just standard recon, we have our weapons in case, but I doubt we'll need them…" Tuck offered and she smiled a little even as she shook her head.

"I trust FDR with my life and yours…I know he'll keep you safe and I know you will do the same. I…it's just…2 weeks?" Chloe returned honestly and with a grumble. He chuckled at her look of frustration and the fact she hadn't noticed his hands had moved from behind his head. "I'll miss you…ugh I'll be a hormonal teenager that can't wait the 5 seconds it will take to say hello before I get your pants off!" She added, her mouth falling open in surprise as he shifted her under him and his fingers slid back and forth in slow motion when they slipped b/w her thighs.

"You know I'd have no problem with that…I'd call it a proper hello" Tuck purred as he forced her body to arch when his fingers curved in. "Now let's see how naughty you can be before I have to leave, darling", He suggested and she let her eyes flutter closed with his name on her lips as he proceeded to lite every nerve ending aflame with need.

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When he left her apartment for FDR's waiting car, packed bag in hand, he barely made it out the door. She bounded after him, jumping into his arms and latching their lips together. FDR just grinned stupidly and tried to look interested in a radio knob. He was happy for them, but their displays of affection still weirded him out on some level. They both waved again as Tuck finally made it free and into the car before taking off for the airport. "Was leaving as easy on your end Mate?" Tuck stated with exasperation, but understanding.

"Not a chance buddy, Lauren almost locked me in the bedroom!" FDR laughed as they made their way to LAX. "Let's just pray these two weeks go fast, I miss her already…" He breathed wistfully and the brit nodded in commiseration.

Sorry it's kind of a shorter chapter... I'll do my best to have more soon. In the mean time Review review review ^_^