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Warnings: Citrus, swearing, you get the picture lol
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She had barely gotten the used dishes in the sink when he came up behind her and pressed close. His hands brushed along her stomach bunching up her stylized t-shirt as his lips wandered her throat. "Bed. Now." Chloe demanded and he swept her into his arms. Her shirt hit the floor as he carried her without complaint and set her gently on the bed. Legs parting to accommodate, she pulled him closer as he knelt before her, "attached to this?" She purred, gripping his opened collar, tugging at it a little for emphasis and when he shook his head she yanked and tiny buttons went flying.
"Could have just asked luv", Tuck laughed and she smirked, pushing the shirt to his elbows as his hands gripped her waist. His lips traveled her throat, sucking on the pulse point and she bucked against him. He pushed her back as his hand dragged from her shoulder to her abdomen and his lips followed the trail. Deft fingers popped the button on her jeans and he leaned closer as his fingers gripped and pulled the material open further. Lilac lace that matched her bra greeted his eyes and from what he knew of her laid back style she'd worn a coordinating set just for him. "You're so beautiful, I just want to worship you", He breathed as he shed his shirt and she let him take off her pants as well.
She slid back on the bed and motioned for him to join. He stripped down to boxers and she dropped her bra to the floor before he crawled toward her like a predatory cat. Her hands smoothed along his shoulders and into his hair as his lips worked over her already heated skin. When he reached her chest and he let his mouth close around the hardened nipple she gasped and arched. "Tuuuck", Chloe moaned and he grinned.
"Well you're not swearing yet, let's see what we can do about that hmmm luv", Tuck mused as gun callused fingers trailed the edge of her panties before slipping inside. She almost reacted, almost gave him what he wanted, but she was determined to not make it that easy. He smirked when she bit her lip to keep silent and her fingers clenched in his hair. His hand left her as he pulled the lace from her hips and after kissing her breathless he let his lips begin to wander.
When he reached his destination her hips nearly vaulted off the bed. She couldn't fight it anymore and as his gentle grip kept her in place she swore. There was no way to see, but she would have bet her life he was smirking as his tongue set her skin on fire and sent her spiraling higher. One hand was fixed in his hair, the other fisted in the sheets, "Ohhh mmmm Tuck…Shiiit I'm…I'm…" Chloe whimpered and keened. His lips closed around her jewel and mere seconds after his fingers replaced his tongue, her body snapped taught under him. When she had enough wits she pulled him up for a kiss, tasting herself and helping him to remove his boxers. "Damn it…I want you in me," she play growled and she nearly screamed in pleasure as he tipped her hips and entered her in one strong thrust.
He gave her a returning growl and her hands gripped his shoulders as her legs wound around his waist. She didn't have to ask for more as his pace brought her over again. "Missed you so much…Oooh yeah Chloe…love you you naughty girl," Tuck groaned as she swore again. He moved so she was on top while he sat up against the headboard. His hands helped move her hips and her head rested on his shoulder as she kissed along his skin.
One hand braced on his upper arm the other wound into his hair as she felt the edge nearing. "Fuuuuck…I'm ohhh…Tuck I love you I love you so much," Chloe moaned against his lips and he swallowed her cry with a kiss as she finally took him careening over with her. He continued to kiss and nip at her skin as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. They cuddled and kissed for a while after and as she tangled her legs in his and trailed her fingers along his sides she suddenly felt the urge to laugh as she remarked, "you know if anyone else called me a naughty girl…I think I'd be mad."
"Do you want me to stop luv?" Tuck inquired
"No, when it's you I…it's weird…when it's you its sexy as hell, b/c I know…"
"You know I'm not treating you like a kid getting caught with their hand in the cookie jar?" Tuck interjected with a smile. He got what she was saying, if anyone else used his slang like she did and wasn't actually British he'd probably get upset.
"Right", Chloe acknowledged, her cheek on his chest, when she looked up to see him watching her with lazy satisfaction she felt her heart swell. "Tuck I…I can't believe I'm saying this…Can't believe I haven't said it yet, but I'm really scared you'll run screaming…" she intoned, worrying her bottom lip in a way that made the brit's eyes cloud.
He had an idea of what she was about to say and he hoped she was ready for him to jump her. Sure they had said fevered, I love you's in the throes of ecstasy, but never plainly. His hands brushed over her hair, helped her sit astride him so she could see him better and did his best not to focus on the fact only a sheet separated them. "What is it luv?" Tuck coaxed against her lips as her skin brushed along his.
"I love you Tuck…" Chloe stated softly then added, "I mean really, I LOVE you and I think…I think I want this for the rest of my life…"
"Oh darling, I'm not going to run…I told you I wanted to get this right", Tuck answered and she smiled as he pulled her forward, cupped her face in his hands and sealed his lips to hers. "Nothing has to change yet, but just knowing how you feel, you make me so, so happy luv", He breathed honestly.
She understood, "I just wanted to tell you, b/c I…I've been so scared, but I need to let go of that. You're not him, I feel like scum for even comparing you…" Chloe returned sheepishly, trying to turn away from him.
He stopped her, gently turning her back to face him. "Chloe I love you. I understand…after what you went through…The prospect of ever after would make anyone nervous luv", Tuck replied softly and her shoulders slumped a little. "I know you want to be over it darling and I can promise you I will be here every step…This is what FDR was talking about, when he asked if you had talked to me… isn't it?" He guessed, his tone wasn't accusatory, merely thoughtful and she nodded.
Her look turned devious and she playfully quirked her head at him. "Can we not talk about FDR when we're both naked in bed and I'm about to ride you so hard, I won't sit right for a week?" Chloe purred, her hips flexing as she smirked, making him groan. Her mouth swept along his chest as her fingers fisted in his hair and her free hand gripped the headboard for support.
He nearly tore the sheet as he ripped it from under her and in seconds she was positioned back over him. She came down hard and quick as he bucked up to meet her. Her world collapsed quickly, but he wasn't done yet as he held her hips in rhythm and she breathed I love you as her tongue trailed the shell of his ear. "God luv that's sooo goooood", Tuck groaned and she trembled as his hands worked over her waist and thighs.
She felt a little lighter, having voiced her concerns and though rational thought was slipping she promised herself to always talk things out with him. If it often seemed to end in mind blowing pleasure, who was she to complain. She felt herself pretty much turning to jelly as Tuck's fingers found her jewel and brushed over it at random intervals. "Ooooh ohhhh I'm sooo close, right there yes ohhh yes", Chloe cried and moaned before he angled her hips and thrust up roughly.
They fell together, lips sealed, cries muffled and eyes wide. After they rocked through the swell of pleasure, it was a long moment of content silence before Tuck spoke. "You trusted me enough luv so…"
"What is it Tuck?" Chloe asked, peering up at him from where she lay snuggled against his chest.
"Well I've just been thinking…I mean we haven't exactly been careful and luv I want you to know I love you…so much, I want to spend my life with you, but…how do you feel about kids…?" Tuck blurted and she blinked at him.
Part of her expected this, thought it would happen the first time they had sex. When it didn't some part of her knew, he would roll with whatever punch life decided to throw at them and that just made her love him more. "Tuck I've been on some form of birth control for years now." Chloe sighed and he nodded, his hand brushing over her hair. "When I started, it was on a doctor's suggestion, to help with irregularity… side effect of some of the beatings and the stress of everything I guess..."
"Luv you don't have to say more…" Tuck murmured, his fingers tracing her skin lovingly.
"To answer your question, I'd love to have a family someday, the doctor said to see him when I'm ready…"
"When you're ready then luv…I know there are things to work through and I'll be right there with you."
"I know you will…I love you Tuck Hansen"
"And I you Chloe Ferrera"
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"You look entirely too relaxed…" Christina remarked as she popped a new clip in her gun and took aim.
"Oh that's b/c someone got some hot sweaty British action last night!" Lauren grinned, nudging at Chloe as she walked up beside her.
"Oh hush agent Scott we all know that you and your fiancé were doing the same thing…" Melinda laughed wryly and agent Ferrara smiled at her in thanks as Lauren conceded sheepishly.
They laughed and joked before replacing their headphones and taking aim as well. It was a weighted thought, War Games happened in less than 2 weeks and no more than a month and a half later FDR and Lauren would be getting married. Chloe had been as involved as Lauren had asked her to be. This meant she had gotten to know Lauren's friend Trish, who was of course maid of honor, very well. The women was hilarious, wise in the way only a mother can be and happy to welcome Chloe into the friendship fold. "Lauren you are lucky I like you", agent Ferrera laughed.
"My girl giving you trouble beautiful?" FDR remarked as he encircled Lauren and helped her with her stance. After their missions away the two agents had been given downtime. Also since it was their partner running the course Collin's had allowed them to help and though everyone respected their skill; the agents made sure everyone knew Chloe was still in charge.
"Nah nothing I can't handle", agent Ferrera smiled, shooting a target b/w the eyes while looking over at them with a smirk. Then left them to grin as she walked the line of "students" to check their progress and correct any mistakes in their posture and aim. Soon it was lunch time and as her brit walked by to wrap his arm around her she grabbed his ass in a bold move and kissed him on the cheek. Lauren and her friends laughed openly as they headed for the cafeter
"What's next in class luv?" Tuck inquired as he sipped at his tea and gazed at her thoughtfully. The table was full as Agents Krieger, Sanders and McCoy joined the 4 with their trays.
"Well I think we can actually move on to a real game. You guys and of course the rest of the class has done so well it'd be a waste of time to stay in the gym." Chloe replied confidently, looking to Lauren and Christina adding, "What do you think agent Krieger? Sanders?"
"I agree with you, you've done a great job agent Ferrera, I say finish out range practice today and then on Monday go for it!" Agent Sanders remarked and Chloe felt her chest swell with pride and her cheeks burn at the same time.
"I agree with both of those statements! I'll set it up with Collins when I update her on your progress. I don't get to say this often, but I'm impressed Chloe…Agent Ferrera" Melinda concurred, making Chloe blush further as she stood to go and do what she'd said.
Tuck was rubbing her back and FDR was grinning like a fool. The burgundy haired agent felt like she was going to combust until the brit kissed her on the cheek and reminded her to finish her lunch.
"Well this is just awesome! I say we go out for a drink tonight! You deserve it Chloe", Christina chirped and agent Ferrera beamed.
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That night they almost didn't make it to the bar to celebrate.
It didn't help when her jean skirt hung from her hips and her black cami rode high under his overlarge camo green t-shirt she'd knotted and basically revamped to show the tank top and look more stylish. "Jeez luv you look sodding edible…" Tuck rumbled, kissing her neck and shoulder.
"As much as I'd love for you to test that theory…we have a commitment", Chloe laughed as she pulled on black worn leather ankle boots and slid a random bunch of bangles over her wrist.
"Mmmm you in my shirt…I want to just wreck you", Tuck admitted and she laughed as she sauntered past him to grab her earrings.
"You're insatiable", Chloe quipped and it was his turn to laugh. She glanced at the clock and then turned to him with a suggestive smile. "No visible hickys or bruises", Chloe glared and smirked as he grabbed her around the waist and maneuvered her back to the wall. Pleasantly surprised by the turn of events, he was more than happy to take advantage. Her hands fumbled with his belt buckle as he bunched her skirt around her hips. "Good thing this is jean and won't wrinkle…Ah! Jeez Fuuuuck", she gasped as his fingers pulled her panties aside and pushed into her. Her hips bucked as he pulled her leg around his waist and thrust into her at a steady pace. His thumb found that special spot and her hands clutched his shoulders as she panted and moaned.
One hand held her thigh as he removed his fingers and helped her push his pants down. Suddenly she was in his arms, gasping in ecstasy as she impaled herself. His lips were everywhere he could reach, but as promised he left no visible marks. Still he must have left bruises where his hands gripped her thighs as they climaxed together. Her hands wound around his neck, her fingers in his hair as her forehead rested against his. He kissed her long and fevered as he held her till she steadied enough to stand. "Sorry luv… can't seem to get enough of you."
Her feet hit the floor and her hands smoothed out her skirt as she laughed lightly, "When I can resist you and it still happens; you can be sorry…" Chloe replied, pulling him in for a kiss. "Until then I'm as much to blame as you are", she added when the kiss broke. "Come on; if we go now we won't even be late!"
As always Review Review Review. I'm writing the paintball date right now. Any thoughts on who should win? Dasiygirl95, the date was your prompt so... Right now Chloe has the upper hand, but that can change. They keep writing themselves into intimate situations... do I need to send Tuck off on another mission or are we ok with this? Lol (heaven knows I have no problem writing it ~_^) Ahem... um... lol... So yes hope you all enjoyed and keep those reviews and suggestions flowing!