M RATING

"Donnie, stop it!" Kate laughed as Don held her from behind, nuzzling and kissing her neck. "Where are your keys? Open the door, and we can take this inside," she whispered in his ear. He grinned and nipped at her neck. She laughed again when she felt a set of keys being pressed into her hand. She opened the door, with some difficulty, and Don threw it open, ushered her inside, closed the door, and pressed her against it, his mouth hot on hers.

The couple groaned as Don devoured her neck, leaving a few love bites along the way. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding his head close to her body. He continued to kiss all over her neck and shoulders, while one arm stayed behind her back and his other arm pushed her dress up to caress her leg. Soon enough, she was taking off his jacket and throwing it to the ground, and attempting to get his tie off. He lifted her up, taking her shoes off while still kissing her. With her shoes finally off, she wrapped her legs around his waist and started unbuttoning his shirt. He pressed her further against the door to hold her up so that he could unbutton his shirt himself.

She ran her hands up his chest and underneath his wife-beater, and just as she went to take it off, his phone rang. They both sighed, and he leaned his forehead against hers. "Ignore it," he said, kissing her again. She broke the kiss. "What if they need you? You'll feel bad," she said back. He kissed her again. "Nope," he answered. "They can wait." Another kiss. "Don, answer it," Kate said, pushing him away and sliding down both his body and the door. Flack sighed and went to answer his cell that was still in his pants pocket.

It was Danny. Talking about bullshit, which pissed Flack off. When he finally got his friend off the phone, Flack turned around to find Kate missing. "Kate?" he called out. "Hey, where are ya?" No sooner had he said that then he looked at his kitchen and saw her coming out with his button-up shirt on. "Whoa," he said in response. "Where's your dress? Hmm?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"It was in the way," she answered, before kissing him again. "Sit down," she instructed, and playfully pushed him backwards onto the couch. With him sitting, she straddled him, running her hands up underneath his undershirt, pulling it off. She ran her hands up his chest and to his neck, holding his head while she kissed him. His hands ran up her legs, and underneath her – well, his – shirt. In between kisses, he started unbuttoning the shirt. After finally unbuttoning it, he kept it on her, but ran his hands up her sides and to her back, bringing her closer to him.

Their kisses got hotter as Don grabbed at Kate, pulling her as close as she could get, and Kate kept pushing her hips into his. After a few more minutes of kissing, biting, pulling, and groaning, Kate reached down to undo Flack's belt and pants. Flack smiled and kissed and sucked his way up and down her neck, rubbing his hands up and down her sides and back. Kate groaned and gasped in his ear, finally getting his belt undone and his fly open. "Let's take this in the other room," Flack suggested, and Kate could only nod.

Flack stood up, holding Kate as she wrapped her legs back around his waist, and he let his pants fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, Kate laughed as Don stumbled his way to the bedroom, carrying her the whole way.

Finally, he was able to drop her on the bed, and fell on top of her. He pulled the shirt she was wearing off of her, placing kisses along her shoulders and chest. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling it slightly, and arching her back into him. He unhooked her bra, tossing it aside, along with her panties and his boxers. He threw on a condom and began to thrust into her, only going harder as she ordered him to.

When they were together, it was like they couldn't get enough of each other. It wasn't just the sex. Though, a lot of it was the sex. They had a spark that came from their playful banter and endless teasing. A simple look between them could start up an engine, and always made them hot around each other.

It was some time later when Kate felt Don laughing. She was laying on her side, her head on his chest, playing with the gold chain he always wore. His arm was wrapped around her, holding her close, stroking her back. "What's so funny?" she asked, pulling on his chain slightly.

"I was just thinkin' of when we first met," he answered, smiling at her and stroking her hair. "I was bein' all nice, and you just cut me down."

She sat up and looked right at him, his arm still around her. "Excuse me? Nice? You knew me for thirty seconds and started digging into my personal history, Detective. You weren't nice, you were condescending."

"Yeah, but you grew to deal with it," he said, bringing her back down onto his chest, and still stroking her hair and back.

"Like I had a choice. I saw you everywhere I went. It was like some kind of awful disease I couldn't get rid of," she joked.

"Hey now," he said, "That ain't nice. I was a perfect gentleman."

She scoffed at him. "Perfect gentleman my ass. You teased me, yelled at me, and just made my life hell every time you were around. I wouldn't have given you a second thought if you hadn't gotten me drunk that night and took me back to your lair."

He pushed her closer to him, kissing the top of her head. "My lair, huh? I kinda like that. Does that mean I'm your superhero?"

Another scoff. "More like my archnemesis."

"Your archnemesis that you have hot sex with," he argued.

She had to laugh at that. "OK, fine. You're my archnemesis that I have hot sex with." She kissed his chest again.

"Does that mean we can stop going out on dates and stuff?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if all I am to you is a source of hot sex, than I shouldn't have to waste any money on you. Well, besides whatever condoms cost."

She sat up and shoved him. "You're so rude," she laughed.

"Hey, that's what you said!"

"Well, no, we can't stop going out on dates," she finally said, resting on his chest yet again. "I want all of New York to know what a hot girlfriend you have."

He laughed and kissed her forehead. "All right, you got It babe."