II. At the Opera

John leaned back bored out of his mind as he listened to the opera. His previous career had allotted him many cultural experiences which included eliminating a target in a high profile setting, such as ball rooms, art galas, and operas. So when Joss handed him a tux and told him they were going to the Metropolitan to see Habanera he was less than enthused.

The entire day he had been ready to use his spy powers to conveniently disappear before she finished getting dressed. Just as he had been contemplating sneaking out the bedroom window while she was in the shower, a very interesting thought popped into his head that provoke him to go with her to the opera.

In the dim lighting of the theater John looked over at Joss as she sat next to him in their private box. His eyes scanned her black gown. It was a lovely strapless gown that fit her perfectly and certainly made the in seam of his pants seem too small. He studied her as she watched the performance in complete focus.

A grin worked its way across his face as he leaned his head down and gently kissed her exposed shoulder.

Joss flinched turning her head away from the performance as she felt John's lips on her shoulder. She narrowed her eyes at him not liking the innocent wide eyes he was giving her. She turned back to the stage trying to ignore him.

John held back a snicker as he straightened up. The tips of his fingers drawing slow patterns on her exposed knee before placing his entire hand down, pushing it slowly up the exposed skin of her thigh that the slit in her dress left wide open for him.

Joss grab Johns hand and whispered "What the hell are you doing?"

"Nothing Joss. Why do you ask?" John grinned.

"Stop touching me and pay attention!" Joss hissed as she placed his hand back on his lap.

John grinned pulling his hand way at the last minute making her hand land on his erection.

Joss's eyes widened as she felt John was in the mood "Are you crazy?"

"No." John replied as he kissed her neck softly holding her hand in place "I'm just horny."

"No. Not here. Wait until we get home." Joss tried to tug her hand away only for him to hum in satisfaction at the friction she was causing.

John pulled her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles before moving closer "Can I at least have a kiss?"

Joss was about to protest when he silenced her with a sweet kiss. She sigh softly as he gently caressed her lips with his own. Her eye fluttering closed as he deepened their kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips and teeth in search of her tongue. She squirmed in her seat as she felt his hand grasps her breast softly massaging it through the fabric before his fingers tugged her dress down, her nipples hardening against the cool air of the opera house.

John trailed his lips down her neck before gently teasing on of her nipples with the tip of his tongue before lightly sucking on it.

He pulled away from her breast to attack her lips once again enjoying the feel of her fingers as she ran them through his hair.

He swiftly rose out of his chair and settled on his knees before her.

He stared into her eyes as he slowly bunched up her dress until he caught sight of her blue panties. He kissed her thighs as he hooked his thumbs under the thin lacey material and began to slide it down her soft brown legs.

Joss moaned softly as he took her underwear off. Before she could protest or stop him, he pulled her to the edge of her seat tossing her legs over his shoulder and buried his face between her legs. She bite her lip as she let a sigh out in pleasure as john went down on her.

John watched as she grabbed one of her breast pinching her nipple as she squirmed in the chair. He hummed slowly as his tongue re-familiarized itself with her warm slick folds and walls. He closed his eyes listening to her soft moans as the familiar music and lyrics of Carmen began. Holding back a grin as he felt her hands push his face closer as he sped up his pace.

'*Quand je vous aimerai? Ma foi, je ne sais pas, Peut-ĂȘtre jamais, peut-ĂȘtre demain. Mais pas aujourd'hui, c'est certain.'

He pulled back slightly trailing his tongue upwards as he slide a finger inside her wet entrance as he tease her clit with his teeth. He gently added another finger working her as she started to rock her hips faster.

John grunted as her vice like thighs clamped around his head as her body began to stiffen. He added another finger roughly before enclosing her clit in his mouth and sucking hard. Her soft moans turning into a sharp scream as the opera singer sang the last notes of the song.

Joss fumbled in her seat her legs shaking as she clamped her hand over her mouth before shoving Johns head from between her legs. She glared at him as he grinned and clapped with the rest of the audience applauding audience as the performance ended. She Joss quickly straighten up pulling her dress down and her top up as John started to laugh.

"What the hell's so funny?"

"Nothing Joss I just wanted to verify something out about you." John chuckled as he stood up licking his lips and sliding her panties into his pocket.

Joss looked at him confused "And what pray tell, would that be?"

John adjusted himself to hide his hard on as he buttoned his jack to conceal his bulge as he pulled her closer kissing her ear before whispering

"That you my Dear are most certainly a soprano."


AN: *Habanera (Carmen) lyrics. LOL thanks for all the suggestions I will try my best to use the ones that I was given. Thanks for reading and reviewing.