For You.
Words: 546
Couple: Nick Collins and Andy McNally
TV Show: Rookie Blue
Disclaimer: All characters and quotes you recognize do not belong to me.
AU 4x12.
Established Nick/Andy.

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"I suppose you think I need more practice?"

This woman was going to be the cause of Nick Collin's death. Comparing sex to running 5 miles, stark naked in their bed, in their house, with that cheeky smirk that he swears she knows is enough to make him jump straight back into bed with her. There was no way that she didn't know what she was doing to him.

"Well, I'm a very good training partner," he muses.
"You're alright," she decides, tongue between her teeth.
"Yeah I'm alright."

She's letting out a breathless laugh, and he can't not kiss her again. Her body moving against his as she starts to shake her head and pull away, trying to tell him they'll be late for work.

"Andy, you've been an hour early every shift for the last two weeks."
"It's a pretty good idea considering."
Nick sits up, watching her dress, "You were protecting a fellow officer. Who is innocent."
"Yeah, and then I faked the log entry," she reminds him, turning around and looking at him, "Do you have any idea how bad that is?"

He knows exactly how bad it is, and he knew exactly what it could do to her career. But even then, he was sure that any of their fellow officers, if in the same position may not think twice about doing the same. Many of them would do much worse to protect another officer.

"Look, I don't want to be the kind of police that just makes things up as they go, you know. Choosing which rules apply and which ones don't."
"So you're going to play it by the book?" he questions.
"Yeah, I am."
"New you?"
Andy stops, and he can practically see the cogs moving as she thinks it over, "Actually, it's the old me. Just got distracted," she stands up and faces him, "I'm not going to get distracted anymore."

Nick smiles, not being subtle in the way his eyes scan over her appreciatively. New or old Andy aside, she was still doing things to him with just a simple look.

"No?"
"No."
"Are you sure?" Nick asks her, sitting up taller and leaning towards her as she sits back down facing away from him, "Because there are plenty of distractions out there."
"I'm sure."
Moving her hair away from her neck, he presses his lips to her skin, "That's amazing. Because it would be completely normal," he murmurs, trailing kisses over her shoulder, "To be distracted."

His actions continue for a moment, a sound of agreement leaving her before she tells him he could be right. Nick smiles into her skin, just as the woman in front of him quickly throws her elbow back into his stomach, moving away from him and turning to push him back into the bed. Her knees on both sides of his waist and her hands pressing his shoulders back into the bed, her face lights up with a smug smile.

"I am completely. 100 percent. Focussed."
"Oh yeah?" he gestures somewhere in the room, "Look at that."

Making to roll them over, he's pushed back into the bed and her knees pull together to hold his waist still. She gives him an affirmative answer and leans down towards him.

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And hello!

Like I said, I'll try to be back here tomorrow, but car trips make me sleep.

Thank you!

All mistakes are mine.

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