AN: Okay, here you go.
I just want to point out that there is a giant awkwardness gap between reading fics of a certain adult nature, and writing them, and omg am I in the awkward range.
Song is Kenny Chesney 'Come Over'
I own nothing but regret so much lol
Their hands hadn't left each other as they made their way up the stairs outside of his beach front home, his furry companion trotting ahead of them. He kept his arm slung over her shoulders as they walked and planted kisses to her head as he whispered in her hair causing her to giggle.
When they reached the top of the stairs Grant dropped the arm from her shoulders and grabbed her small hand in his as he gently brought her to stand in front of him. One of his hands fell to rest on her hip, pinning her to the door while his other reached into his pockets to retrieve the keys to the door.
Skye placed both of her palms on his chest and smiled when he brought the keys up to the doorknob behind her back. One of her hands rose to cup his face, tilting it to the side before pressing her lips to his.
The lock clicked behind them and they tripped through the door as it swung open behind them, laughing at their eagerness.
After steadying their footing, Grant finally released the hold her had on her when Captain squeezed between the two nudging his hand with a cold nose.
Grant chortled and scratched behind the Dobermans ears, "Yeah, I know, you're hungry." He leant back up to meet the intense gaze of the woman in front of him, "I'm going to make coffee…you want some?"
Skye nodded with a smile, coaxing out one of his own. The ex-agent filled the dog bowl in the floor with dog food and set the container of dog food back in its place. Straightening back up he rubbed his hands over his face and leaned forward to grip the granite of the kitchen counter.
She's really here. Coulson wasn't kidding.
He let his head hang low, and pushed off the counter to stretch his calf muscles before pushing himself up and back into a standing position. He looked over at the coffee pot and pressed the start button before he got out two cups to pour the steaming liquid into.
He wasn't tired…but he needed something to keep his hands from shaking in response to the ghost standing in his living room.
I turn the TV off, to turn it on again
Staring at the blades of the fan as it spins around
She was standing at the entertainment center when he walked in with both mugs, where he had found Coulson not days before with his news of her.
Grant's breath caught in his throat as he watched her dress ride up her legs as she rose on her toes to look at one of the pieces of art. He cleared his throat before he got too lost in his thoughts and raised the cup of coffee towards her with a nod, "Here's yours—it's hot."
He sat down in his usual place of the large arm chair in the corner, watching her carefully as she gracefully walked over to pick up her own and bring it to her lips to blow cool air over the surface. He swallowed the lump in his throat and leaned back in the large chair with an elbow propped up to bring his fingers up to his chin.
Counting every crack, the clock is wide awake
Talking to myself, anything to make a sound
They remained silent, both taking timid sips of the hot beverage as Skye walked around the room some more taking it all in as if she was recording each item. "Nice house," She smirked at him, "real…beachy."
Swallowing the liquid, he closed his eyes and relished in the warmth it provided him, before he responded casually, "Yeah well…it reminded me of someone I knew."
I told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't care
Noting her silence after a few seconds, he opened his eyes slowly to find her eyebrow cocked up at him with her hands holding her cup on the tip of her lips.
But baby climbing the walls gets me nowhere
He was about to ask her what was wrong when she shook her head with a laugh and started towards him. Placing her coffee cup on the table beside his chair, she leaned over him slightly to reach for his own to join hers on the table. She placed an arm on the back of the chair by his head, and lifted a leg to place herself in his lap. Grant placed a hand on her back to help her and slid it around her waist to lift her more along his torso and once both legs were on the chair beside his own rested a hand on her naked thigh that peeked out from the way her dress now laid.
His thumb began to stroke her thigh as he looked up at her, his chin level with her chest as she partially rested on the arm of the chair. Grant felt her nails scratch the base of his neck before sliding her long fingers to thread through his short hair.
I don't think that I can take this bed getting any colder
"Are you saying I'm bitchy or that I give off a beach bum vibe?"
Confusion etched onto his face before he saw the twinkle of mischief in her eye along with her devious smile giving her joke away as he realized what he had said earlier.
His eyes dashed from her eyes to her lips and back before leaning back away from her some, "Who said I was talking about you?"
Come over, come over,
come over, come over,
come over
The challenges they threw at each other was one of the things he loved about her and something he found himself missing the most. The way they constantly tried to outwit the other with their puns and quips made every day with her feel livelier.
Skye snorted as she looked away from him feigning indifference, "Well," she shrugged her shoulders for added effect, "I know we've kissed a couple times but…" He chuckled a little before looking down at the hand resting on her thigh for a few moments before her hand waiving caught his attention. "It's not really that big of a deal, but I don't think a robot can make very many friends who give off a 'beachy' vibe." Her air quotations caused him to let out a louder chuckle and he unconsciously found himself pulling her closer.
He felt her relax into him more when he pulled her closer, and it gave Grant a view down her dress where her white bra poked held her modest sized breast. He'd been too busy exploring his new found view to notice she was staring down to see what he was looking at, and pushed her chest out further.
You can say we're done the way you always do
It's easier to lie to me than to yourself
"See something down there? That would be pretty embarrassing if I dropped food from earlier down my shirt."
Grant sat up straighter in the chair and pulled the leg in his grasp more over his hip and bringing her out from where she was leaning most of her weight on the arm of the chair so he could slide his other hand down to grab her firm bottom guiding her to straddle him completely.
Ignoring the question, his knees spread apart a little more as he straightened up more to bring them face to face, one hand still on her thigh with fingers drifting under her dress, and his other on her hip drawing her closer still.
Forget about your friends, you know they're gonna say
We're bad for each other, but we ain't good for anyone else
He felt his voice lower as he watched her lick her lips, "I told you I wasn't a robot."
Skye closed slightly as he ghosted the fingers under her dress up along her thigh before coming to the juncture of her thigh and hip. He could feel her soft cotton bikini panties and spread his fingers around her hip allowing his thumb to brush across her pelvis.
The hitch in her breath caused a wave of desire to rush over him and her dress allowed him to feel her warm center through his own khaki shorts.
One of her hands was still in his hair, although now gripping the back of his head tightly, and her other was fisted in the sleeves of his black jacket.
I told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't care
Skye rested her forehead on his and bit her lip before breathily replying, "Yet to be proven."
Their breath blended between them and he brought his hand out from under her arm to run through her hair and cup the back of her head, bringing their faces away from each other. He smoothed his thumb across her cheek and he knew that the smolder and fire in her eyes were mirrored in his own.
"I can fix that."
He barely gave himself enough time to even whisper the comment before bringing her head forward, crashing his lips to hers.
But baby climbing the walls gets me nowhere
He felt her rush up before she settled back further into his lap, bringing them chest to chest, having to bite back his moan at the feeling. The hand under her dress squeezed her hip before he slipped the thumb underneath the fabric of her panties feeling the smooth skin underneath.
The whine she let loose as she opened her mouth to his intensified the need that has been waiting deep inside him since he left her a year ago.
Her hands glided down his chest and she reached down to unzip his jacket before she started to push it from his shoulders. He ripped the hand from her thigh out from under her dress to help her and kept his other arm firmly around her waist to hold her to him as he shrugged the sleeve off his shoulder, switching arms around her waist before shrugging the sleeve off the other.
It wasn't enough. They were both wearing too many layers and he needed to feel her skin soon.
I don't think that I can take this bed getting any colder
In true Skye fashion, she seemed to be well ahead of him and already had her hands on both sides of his rib cage jerking the shirt up from between them and pushing it over his arms as he raised them for her.
She ran her hands over his shoulders before bringing them both to the back of his head to jerk him forward once more, pressing her mouth to his eagerly.
Grant heard her groan in frustration and shivered as she dug her nails into the back of his neck when he pulled away from her lips for mere seconds before returning to her neck. Her grip on his neck relaxed when he began to place wet kisses along the column of her neck, finding her pulse point in the process. He rolled his tongue over the spot before nipping at it gently, triggering Skye to throw her head back and grind her hips into his, panting out his name.
If she could just stay like that, and keep saying his name like that….He'd be golden.
Come over, come over,
come over, come over,
come over
Without leaving her neck he began to push her own jean jacket off of her only to throw it down on the ground beside the armchair. The absence of the jacket revealed Skye's chest fully with only the spaghetti straps holding the fabric over her breasts. Grant's mouth moved down her neck to her collar bone before pressing his hand into her back to get her to rise up once more bringing his mouth level to her cleavage where he placed kisses where her bra peaked out.
Skye jerked his head back up and held his jaw in place as she slanted her lips over his in a kiss that was much more passionate and strangely enough, much calmer than the frantic ones they'd been experiencing.
We don't have to miss each other
Grant's hands stilled at the sudden change of tempo, moving his lips in time with hers. He felt Skye break away first and as if in a daze opened his eyes slowly to look up at her as she ran her fingers over the stubble on his chin.
Come over
A smile edged onto her lips and he couldn't help but smile back at her before leaning forward to place a kiss to the juncture at the base of her neck before resting his cheek on her shoulder content to just hold her until she made the next move. This was all on her terms right now, he was not messing this up.
"I love you."
We don't have to fix each other,
Her sudden declaration caused him to pull away and his eyes searched her face for evidence of a lie.
"You left before I could tell you last time," She let out a shaky breath, "I didn't want to miss another opportunity."
Come over
The twinge of guilt that went through him was enough to take his breath away and all he could do was shake his head. He opened and closed his mouth a couple times before swallowing, "No…" He took her hands from his face and brought them to his lips before letting them rest between their chests as he did a year ago as he continued to shake his head, "Neither of us are going to lose the chance again…Skye...I am never going to leave your side again."
We don't have to say forever
Skye let out a breathy laugh, "Good, saves me the trouble of having to find you again."
Grant laughed out of relief and pulled her forward by her hands to press his lips to hers once more.
Come over
The kiss heated up once more as the spark between them reignited and before he could register where her hands were, he felt his belt being tugged out of the belt loops of his shorts and smiled against her lips. He felt her break away slightly, still ghosting her lips over his, "Speaking of lost chances, let's not miss this one huh?"
You don't have to stay forever,
His hands ghosted back along her legs on either side of him and slid her dress up as they traveled further up. "I don't plan to." He gripped her hips tighter and with fervor he had not felt before pressed her down against him, pressing her heat down allowing him to grind back against her.
Come over
Grant slipped his thumbs underneath the fabric of her panties once more, stroking closer and closer to the heat pressed against him. She halted the kiss, nodding her head, before she dug her face into his neck to nip at his shoulder. The dress gathered at the bottom as he began to push the stretchy fabric up, running his fingers along her sides as she straightened up to help him. Once the dress was over her head she turned to toss it in the floor before turning back to Grant.
His fingers immediately latched onto her breasts and began to knead as he mouthed them through the fabric, her hand on the back of his head encouraging him further.
Skye's other hand made its way back between them and began to rub his stiffness through his shorts and he broke away from her chest with a moan before panting, "Skye."
I told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't care
Both of her hands were now working together to unbutton and lower the zipper on the shorts and she put her fingers underneath the waist band, "Lift up."
The simple command left her lips as a whisper, but Grant heard it as if she yelled it. He lifted the both of them up and helped her lower his shorts down, and with one hand under her, lifted her up to push them down to his feet.
She tried to settle herself back down but his hold on her prevented her from doing so, with both of his hands now on her hips, keeping her standing in front of him. His thumbs drifted under the fabric of her panties once more, "These have to come off eventually."
The air in the room crackled around them and he swore he must have forgotten to turn the air conditioner on in the home.
But baby climbing the walls gets me nowhere
Or maybe it was just her sinful smile.
Skye stepped back away from his knees and pushed his hands off of her before retreating behind her. The white bra fell to the floor, but he made sure to keep his eyes locked with hers. In his peripheral vision, he could see her hands lowering to the last piece of fabric, shrugging them down her hips, as she wiggled slightly.
Cocking his eyebrow at her in yet another challenge, he kept his gaze locked with hers as she sauntered towards him and when she came within reach, he reached out for her hips once more, pulling her further in front of him.
A foot settled beside his hips and he ran his hand up the leg attached to the thigh, and continuing with their silent game, kept his eyes on hers as he pressed kisses to the inside of her thigh before running the stubble of his cheek along the skin.
I don't think that I can take this bed getting any colder
A triumphant smiled broke through when he heard her breath hitch, "Having issues?"
Skye shot him a pointed look and opened her mouth to respond when his hand slid up her thigh to the apex of her thighs effectively cutting her off. Her hands shot out to his shoulders and she trembled as he ran his digits over her.
"Grant."
His fingers moved faster as he leaned forward to press his lips to her naval trailing lower with each kiss. This game of theirs couldn't keep on forever, but despite how impossibly hard he was, her pleasure came first.
Her gasping increased and with a huff she shoved him away from her, bending over and after sliding her fingers under the waistband of his boxer shorts, pulled them down past his knees.
Without straightening back up, Skye enclosed her hand around him, "No, more, teasing." A firm stroke of her hand separating each word causing his breath to catch in his throat as he held in a moan.
Come over, come over,
come over, come over,
come over
"Then come here."
She fell against him after he pulled her forwards by her hips, and her knees fell on both sides of him keeping her suspended above him.
The arm around her waist tightened and his hand ran through her hair bringing their foreheads together once more, each of them panting in anticipation, "Do you trust me?"
He had to know. For more than obvious reasons.
She pressed her mouth to his urgently nodding her head in consent, and he swallowed the sigh she released when he lowered her onto his length. Both remained still, soaking up the feeling before he couldn't take it anymore, and bucked up against her prompting her to swivel her hips.
Their pace increased as he held onto her, thrusting his hips in response to hers moving over him. Muscles began to tense around him, and he felt a tingle in his lower spine, telling him they were both close.
Fingers skated between them as he reached for where they were joined and they broke apart when she let out a whimper at the added pressure. His forehead rested on her neck as he felt his climax release with a growl, continuing to move his hips to trigger her own, causing her to fall over the edge with him.
She crumbled on top of him as he fell back into the couch, rubbing her back, trembling as the aftershocks ran through both of them at the movement.
Their heartbeats pounded against his chest as they tried to catch their breath. Propping her arms up on his chest she brushed the hair out of her sweaty face before grinning at him.
"And what are you smiling about?"
A light laugh escaped her as she looked down the hall to their right that led to his bedroom. His gaze followed her and cocked an eyebrow at her as she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Skye," he drew her name out in warning wondering what could be on the vixens mind.
"If it was that amazing in a chair…" She tapped her fingers against his chest before leaning forward to place a kiss on the hollow of his throat, "I wonder what it will be like in a bed."
He hummed in appreciation of the thought before adding, "Probably as amazing as it will feel afterwards when we try the shower."
Her smile broadened and he surged up to a sitting position as she locked her legs around his waist, her arms draped over his shoulders.
"Shall we go investigate?"
A laugh bubbled out of her, "Why yes Agent Ward, I believe that's a good place to start."
The comment was not lost on him as he gripped her bottom with one hand and had a thigh in the other, lifting them up disconnecting them in the process and walked towards the bedroom.
Start?
He dropped her unceremoniously on the bed before he rose up and backed up towards the door, keeping his eye on her as he went, pushing it shut.
She was going to be the death of him.
Come over, come over,
come over, come over,
come over
AN: Okay that happened. It's done. It's over with. Let's move on shall we?
NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE