Close your eyes kiddies, this chapter may be a bit to mature for you.

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She just stood there in pain of anticipation as to what he would do next. She felt his arms encircle her, holding onto her as though he would never let go. Next she felt his lips latch onto the nape of her neck. She bent her head back, letting out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, all the pain was gone. All she was feeling was desire. She rested her hands on his that were wrapped so tightly around her and pushed it apart so that she could turn to face him. In the dim bathroom lights, she looked into his eyes. She wanted to see if his eyes held the same desire she had. She saw it. Her hands moved up his chest and hooked his jacket so that she could take it of. Being the gentleman he was, he assisted by loosening his tie and kicking of his shoe, while she tugged his shirt out of his pants.

Slowly Donald, you don't want to rush things. Let her set the pace. Her hands moved down to his belt buckle, while he shed the shirt of his body. He brought his hands to cup her face, and she let his pants drop to the floor. He dropped his head so that his lips could meet hers, and when it did Liz's hand travelled up his chest and around his neck. His hands moved from her neck down to her back, sending shivers through her entire body. As he pulled her in closer, he heard her make a painful gasp. He immediately parted from the kiss and rested his forehead on hers, "Do you really want to do this? Now?"

"More than you could imagine," she said while holding him in a long, desperate gaze filled with desire.

Don stepped away, walked towards the shower and turned it on, "Those welts are gonna pain like hell if you don't put some warm water on it."

"It won't pain if you're around," she said teasingly.

"Please, explain to me that phenomenon," he said as he walked back to her and reeled her in closer. His hand travelled up her and found the hook-and-eyes of her bra.

"Explain? I'll show it to you," she murmured before pulling down his head so that she could meet his lips. In a matter of mere seconds they shed the rest of their clothes, and entered the shower. What happened in there? Endless foreplay, teasing. Their lips were latched on to one another's, while their hands were having an adventure; exploring, feeling – every sensitive spot – hers and his.

Don hoisted her up in the air, allowing her to tightly wrap her legs around him. Soaking wet, they came out of the shower and into the closest bedroom and laid her down, gently, taking care not to cause her more pain than she was in already. He positioned himself over her to get a good look of her face. She looked stunning. She looked at him with such desire – passion. He had to be dreaming because he never thought that she would look at him in that light. Slowly and carefully, he came down to her, keeping his weight on his arms. He kissed her, taking his time so that they'd be able to savor the moment.

Her hands went around his neck, to twine her fingers through his hair, as a means of pulling him closer. He broke the kiss, and with a pant, he murmured to her, "Let me do all the work," and with that, Don carved a path down to her hips with hot burning kisses; each one feeling like a jolt of energy. He laced his fingers through hers, to keep her hands steady. "Don…please," she pleaded. He knew what she wanted, but he told himself to take it slowly, there's all night to make slow passionate love to her.

He slowly came back up to her breasts, covering them one by one with his mouth. Liz squeezed his hand tighter letting go a deep moan. The kisses moved from the middle of her chest, up the nape of her neck and back to her lips. Their tongues danced with each other for what seemed like an eternity. "Don," she moaned against his lips, and with that he knew he couldn't wait longer either. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes as though he was looking for a go ahead. One beautiful smile was all he needed to know that she was just as sure about this as he was. With one swift movement, he was inside her. He heard her gasp before looking back down at her and allowing her to adjust to him being inside her. "Don," she called out to him and he came back to her lips locking her in a kiss as he started thrusting again and again; trying to exert every shred of control. To him, Liz was like precious cargo; made to be handled with tender love and care. From the moment he first felt what it was like to have her in his arms, he knew that he would do whatever it took to keep her safe and protected, to make sure no one would ever hurt her physically and emotionally.

Liz could feel it coming; the rush of pure ecstasy that she was about to get. She was looking forward to it with great anticipation. She was looking forward to him experiencing the same. The movements became, faster, harder. She heard him call her name once, twice and after that it was all a daze. Her head was spinning but all see could clearly see was Don. She moaned his name one last time, before they both came to a warm release. His body dropped on hers and she wrapped her hands around him, placing gentle kisses on his neck. They just lay there waiting for their breaths to even out, syncing with one another. When it did, Don slightly raised his body so that he was still in her embrace. "Are you alright?" he asked her.

She smile at him, eyes never leaving his, "Don – that – that was amazing."

He brought his head down to her so that he could kiss her. He then rolled of to the side of her, resting his head on the pillow; and gently pulled her against his side so that she could rest her head on his chest. He held on to her, and together they fell into a deep sleep.

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Her eyes slowly opened to the bright sunlight coming through the window. Where was she? Certainly not in her room? Ohhh. She remembered when she realized what her head was resting on…..who her head was resting on. Last night – felt like a dream; it still seemed so unreal. With her being wrapped in his arms and all. She shifted a bit, reigniting the pain of the bruises on her back. She made a soft little wince but that wasn't going to get her out of his embrace. Instead, she looked up at his face. Calm – not a crease on his face. His lips were faintly bent into a contented smile, after which she felt herself forming that same exact smile. She dug her face into his chest, blushing and all, and placed a kiss on it.

He did in fact felt the kiss she left on his chest. Because of it, he slowly opened his eyes, to meet the blue eyes that were examining the features of his face. He widened his smile and murmured, "Morning".

"Good morning, to you too," she replied. And stretched forward to kiss him.

"How are you?"

"I'm perfect"

"And the back?"

"Well that's gonna take some time to get better. But I'll live through it. I have you, right?"

He looked at her when she made that statement. He rolled her onto her back and perched himself over her, "I'll always be there for you." He lowered his head down to her and kissed her. He left her lips, to press playful, teasing kisses on her neck that left Liz chuckling like a schoolgirl. Her head turned to the side and she took notice of the clock on her bedside table. "Shit. Don we're late," she pushed him aside and quickly skittered of the bed. Don took notice of the clock – 10:45am. Mentally, he cursed the lord for being a spoilsport. He followed her to the bathroom and she was already brushing her teeth. He searched the pile of clothes he left on the bathroom floor for his phone, "Ten missed calls, from both Cooper and Malik."

"You need to go home and change," she said after gurgling water.

"I'm not going anywhere," he said as he leaned against the frame of the door with a big grin.

She walked towards him and pushed him back, "We need to go work, Don."

He pulled her forward, tightly wrapping his arm around her, "I am not going anywhere because I have a spare suit in the van."

"Why am I not surprised, Agent Donald Ressler?" she questioned as she looked at his intent face.

"Because we've been working together for two years. And if it's one thing you've learned about me is that I'm always prepared," he bent his head towards her and kissed her, "Gimme two minutes and I'll run down to the van and get it. In the meantime, start showering….don't finish without me." He winked at her and walked out.

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By the time they had come out of the shower, it was already 11:00 am.

"Cooper's going to be furious," Liz panicked as she was putting on her pants.

"We're already late, why are you rushing?" he said while tucking his shirt into his pants.

"Well, incase you didn't remember, we had a case report to submit 10 minutes ago," she said while she put on her shoes. She looked up at him, already dressed and looking as calm as ever.

"Liz, everything's going to be swell. I'm sure he boil down after a while," he reassured her.

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When they reached to the Post Office, Cooper was furious. Liz took the blame by lying and saying, she wasn't feeling to well last night so Ressler took her to the emergency room instead of home. Obviously, that poor excuse didn't do the job, but it was worth the shot.

They both walked to the office they shared and took their respective seats, so that they could start writing that report.

"That was a really nice excuse," exclaimed a voice coming from by the door. They both looked up to meet Reddington's intuitive gaze. "Did you two have fun? Was the emergency room warm and cozy?"

"Red…just say it," said a frustrated sounding Ressler.

"I'm just happy for you two, that's all," he said with a grin.

Liz breathed in and out with the same depth. "Two years, and I still don't know how you do it. Figure people out on the spot."

"Well for starters, you both were unreachable. Even if you were really in the hospital, Donald here would've still picked up his phone regardless of the situation," Reddington punctuated the sentence with a grin and looked at Donald, "Anyways, I have a business to run, cheerio." Reddington proceeded to walk back out before turning around and saying, "Don, for future reference leave a bottle of that musk you always wear over by Liz. It might help with the cover up."

Reddington walked out and Don turned back to face Liz. She looked at him and gave him a faint chuckle. "What? You think that was funny?" he said and returned the smile. Liz nodded and buried her head into the paperwork.

this was all senseless drabble. Letting my imagination run a little to quick and a little to wild because of how badly i want Keensler to happen. but i had to give it shot. Again thanks to all who reviewed, you guys a really sweet. Please R&R. XO