A/N Hey guys! I know I said that the last chapter got a little steamy, but this chapter is 100 per cent total smut. There's a tiny little bit that's not smut, right at the end, but I did warn ya! it picks up right where the last chapter left off. Have fun reading!
Disclaimer: At this precise moment in time, all I have in my property is a hungry boyfriend, a peanut shaped baby, two hungry cats, mouldy cheese and an apartment that seriously needs some spring cleaning. Not Cold Case. Nothin' to do with it, actually.
Lilly turned around in his arms, raising her eyes to his. Scotty stared back, his dark gaze smouldering. Taking his hand in hers, the blonde detective led him down the hallway to her room, before turning back to face him. They looked at each other for a moment, the unspoken feelings saying plenty. With one deft flick of his fingers, her bra fell to the floor.
Her breath hitched, and then it was all over.
His lips were on hers, demanding, rough, tentative, gentle, so many things that Lilly couldn't understand. Moving a hand to the back of his head, she deepened their kiss, desperate to feel him against her.
Scotty's kisses were addictive, and Lilly couldn't get enough. His hands scorched patterns over her body, sending chills down her spine. The male detective tore his lips away from hers, bringing them down to the sensitive spot underneath her ear.
Lilly sighed, her soft breath dancing across his neck. Her hands worked their way between them, deftly undoing the buttons on his shirt. She threw the material to the floor, bringing his lips back to hers. Scotty worked his tongue against her neck, resting his hand on her breast. Lilly gasped, clutching at her partner's shoulders, the sensation of his skin touching hers screwing with every single part of her brain.
His thumb flicked over her nipple.
"Please, Scotty…" she begged breathlessly. Feeling the hardness in his loins, Scotty attacked her lips with his, pushing her against the wall.
Lilly managed to gain enough control of her body to undo the belt and zipper on his pants, pushing them down his legs. She slid her hand between their slick chests to stroke his arousal, earning a strangled cry from her partner.
"Lilly…" he groaned.
He dragged her across to the bed, lips burning oil on the other's skin. Pushing her down onto the mattress, Scotty kissed his way down Lilly's neck, dancing over her shoulder, down further, to the peaks of her breasts. Taking a hard nipple in his mouth, he tugged at it with his teeth, earning a soft whimper of delight.
Her body was sending heat racing through him, and feeling the intense pressure building, he slid her jogger bottoms over her slim hips, following them with a trail of hot kisses. Sliding down, he kissed the inside of her thighs, fingering the lacy scrap of material that passed as underwear. Moaning in delight, Lilly ran her fingers through his hair.
Scotty worked his mouth back up to her lips, and slowly, teasingly, lowered her panties. Desperate to taste every part of her, his tongue scraped the roof of her mouth. She heard her breath catch as his hand parted her thighs, sliding two fingers inside her and easily finding the swollen bud at her centre. Lilly gasped his name, bucking into his hand while his thumb traced delicate circles over her most sensitive spot.
He felt like he was going to explode, and the sight of his partner screaming in pleasure almost pushed Scotty over the edge. She came hard, clenching around his fingers, her vision hazy from his ministrations at her core. Keeping one hand at her centre, he yanked his boxers down, hastily stepping out of them. Lilly was struggling to breathe, still recovering from the orgasm he had already given her.
Kissing her gently, Scotty positioned himself at her entrance, sweat beading on his brow.
"Lil, look at me," he whispered. Her cloudy eyes fluttered open. They stared at each other for a moment. Lilly moved a hand up his chest, her fingers soft against his skin.
"Now," she commanded softly.
She tried not to cry out as he entered her. The dull pain was quickly overtaken by the feeling of him completely filling her, and Lilly buried her face in his neck. Scotty kissed the spot behind her ear, waiting for her body to adjust to his size. He began to move, thrusting in and out with gentle movements that reminded her, for some reason, of the sea.
Lilly knew he was being kind, going easy. She could practically feel his restraint.
"You won't break me, Scotty," she said softly. He kissed her lips, his hands resting either side of her face.
"You're already broken, Lil," he whispered.
Rage burned deep in her chest, and Lilly kissed him forcefully, rolling over until she was straddling him. She raised herself up, before lowering herself down on his length. An angry tear wound its way down her cheek.
"I am not broken," she said through gritted teeth.
Scotty captured her lips, rolling back so that he could drive her down into the covers. He pulled out of her, until only his tip remained at her entrance.
"Prove it." With another growl of frustration, Lilly sank her teeth into his neck, tears of anger appearing at the corner of her eyes.
"Fuck you, Valens." Smirking infuriatingly, he plunged into her, eyes widening as he buried himself to his hilt.
The pace of his thrusts increased, each movement reaching new depths within her. Lilly wrapped her long legs around his hips, feeling Scotty shudder as she branded his neck with her mouth. The blonde matched each of his thrusts with hers, their slick bodies moving in perfect unison.
He felt his climax approaching, and ground his teeth together in an effort to hold on. He wanted to come with Lilly, not before. Her heels dug into his butt, her gasps and moans driving him closer and closer to the edge. Beneath him, Lilly tensed, her inner muscles contracting. She screamed his name, running her fingers through his black hair. With a few final thrusts, Scotty pumped himself into her, and groaning in pleasure, he spilled himself inside her. Lilly cried out, feeling his warm fluid flooding her body.
The blonde detective released his hips, gasping his name as her partner slid out of her. Scotty collapsed on the bed, laying half on top of her, and half beside her. He pressed a soft kiss to her damp forehead.
Lilly stifled a sigh, feeling more angry tears spill over her eyelids at the true depth of what they'd done. Scotty noticed her move away from him, and the wave of delighted energy was rapidly disappearing. I knew it. Dammit, Rush. Go an' ruin amazin' sex, why don't you?
Suddenly frustrated, he moved to leave, but felt a pair of slim legs tangle around his, holding him still. Scotty blinked in surprise, daring to hope that maybe Lilly wasn't about to kick him out. He reached for her, carefully running a hand up and down her side, feeling the erratic thump of her heart.
His partner didn't say anything, just released a shaky sigh and allowed Scotty to tentatively wrap an arm over her waist. Lilly shuddered, still trying to force the darkness out of her mind. When she finally spoke, her voice was so quiet and unsure that Scotty almost missed it.
"Stay."
Poor Lilly. She doesn't know if she's coming (no pun intended) or going. i need cheering up. Who's gonna give me a review? Oh, you at the back. Yeah, you with the fluorescent hair. No, I don't care how long it is.