I couldn't resist writing again 3 I have so much now that Shaw and Venus got it in.

Ignore my ghetto language, this is what happens when you live where I live. In a small portion of a town which is ghetto until you get to downtown. Hahaha..

More smut! Hahaha. Nothing to graphic this time though.

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I was bored, waiting in one of the rooms in some CIA base that was under some normal-looking office building. There was some conference going on about all the current projects, and the main focus was the Intersect project. We'd kept the fact that the mission was constantly on the edge of being dropped for being a liability hidden from Chuck, but I'd had to be dragged out here for this with Shaw and Casey. Which was sort of awkward.

Casey didn't really talk. He didn't appear to, if he did. He just kind of menacingly sat there and glared at the air.

Things were of course awkward between Daniel and I ever since we'd had sex and he basically told me to get any sane thought out of my brain because it had meant nothing. It was heartbreaking, sure, but nothing I couldn't handle. I could deal with it on my own.

Casey was somewhere in the base, probably already down in hat goddamn conference room where they'd be reviewing the project. Shaw had gone off somewhere to do something dealing with the conference, but I really didn't care. I was just relaxing and pretending like this didn't matter to me.

"There's a five minute break, and after that the topic is the Intersect, so you will have to be there." I heard as Daniel entered the room, his voice unhappy. He was angry at me, because we'd all seemed to gang up against him. Chuck had heard what happened, everything, and so had Sarah, and they'd told Casey. Chuck of course was pissed, and Sarah had gotten angry at Shaw, and Casey seemed to have a caring bone in his body after all, because they all confronted him about it.

Chuck had confronted Shaw the next day, completely flipping out on him, and he'd been joined by Sarah. They'd totally verbally assaulted Daniel, and Sarah had started actually making threats. Which I didn't understand since she made out with him.

Casey had cornered him the day after that, and from what Chuck told me he was talking as if he was my father. It sort of made me look up to Casey.

"Whatever, Shaw." I said, shoving as much attitude into those two words as I possibly could. I heard him suck in a sharp intake of breath, and in the time it took me to blink, I was on the floor and he was on top of me, shaking me by my shoulders.

"You do know that I can tell them that It's a good idea to drop the intersect project, right?1 I can send you back to that god-damn chair, analyzing databases for days on end, like you were before! I can kick you out of this as quickly as you were brought into this, goddammit!"

His face was truly starting to scare me. It was just all blind rage, and it seemed like he was barely human, but I wasn't going to back down. I wasn't going to let him win.

"But why would you want to?" I said sweetly, suddenly flipping us over and sitting on his waist. "Why would you want to get rid of me, honey?" I unzipped his pants to pull out his member, and I pulled my skirt up and took my underwear off while looking into his eyes. He was starting to breathe heavily, and all of I sudden I sunk down on him, and he fought to keep back a moan. This particular room didn't have a lock, and wasn't soundproofed. It only added to the excitement of it.

"Now, why would you want to get rid of me?" I asked, more forcefully this time, running my hands up and down his chest. I leaned down so I could start sucking on his neck, and he only gasped.

"Daniel." I bit down on his neck harshly. "Now why would you want to get rid of me?"

"I wouldn't." He gasped out. I looked up at the clock and saw we only had about two and a half minutes left.

"That's what I thought, honey." I started grinding my hips on his, and he grabbed the edge of the couch behind him as he bit his lip to hold back the moans. I nibbled lightly on the sensitive spot on his neck, and he let a groan slip out. I looked at him and his eyes were closed, a thin sheen of sweat covering his body and all his muscles were tensed up, as if he was trying to hold back his orgasm.

"Let it go, baby." I whispered in his ear, trailing kisses down his jaw. He moaned loudly and pulled me to kiss. I let his tongue slide into my mouth as he bucked his hips up into mine forcefully. In a few seconds I felt him explode inside of me, and he nearly screamed. I shut him up before the sound even came out of his throat by biting down on his bottom lip, running my hands through his hair. As he was coming down from the waves of pleasure, I got off of him and grabbed my thong from the floor.

He sat up slowly, zipping up his pants and looking at me as I put my thong back on. He looked slightly shocked that was actually wearing such provocative underwear. I pulled him up, smiling at him and fixing his plain white button up shirt. He was staring at me, his head tilted as if he was slightly confused. I glanced up at the clock, and we only had about forty-five seconds left.

I kissed him sweetly, passionately, and he kissed back with the same intensity. It was hard not to let myself get carried away. Daniel put his arm around my waist as we walked out of the room, and down the hallway we found Casey, who raised his eyebrows at us but didn't question it. Daniel removed his arm from my waist as we headed into the conference room, and sat up near the front.

I hated the conference. They were asking all these questions, as if they could tell something was there between Venus and me.

"Is there anything that would influence your opinion of the Intersect project?"

"No."

"Do you have particularly close bonds to any members of the Intersect project?"

"No."

I expected Venus to give it away, for her to make a facial expression or shift in a way that would reveal that I wasn't telling the whole truth. She just stayed still, though, and I was grateful.

The conference started to slip by quickly, and I had a brilliant idea.

"Excuse me."

The generals stared at me in disbelief that I would interrupt them talking.

"I think the Intersect project is, as of right now, running smoothly. There is no reason to debate, as we are all on the same page with that. I have a suggestion, however. I have seen the Intersect working with Agent Celeste," It was hard not to say Venus, but I had to be formal. "And, thinking to when the Intersect project ends, I think it would be in the CIA's best interest for, from this point on, for me to do some extra training with Agent Celeste, so she could join me as being a Ring specialist. I believe she would be a wonderful and helpful partner to me in that specific area."

I sat down, and I could feel Venus's eyes on me but I refused to look at her. The idea had sprung on me, and I hadn't been lying about her being perfect for it- because she would be. I couldn't deny that the reason wasn't just for her to join me being a Ring specialist, however.

I stared at Shaw in disbelief as the generals reviewed the Intersect project and approved what he said. So I was going to be spending a lot more time with him… because I was going to join him… being a Ring specialist.

"You're crazy." I whispered in his ear as we left the building. "You are positively insane." We walked towards the car we had come in, and Casey was already in the driver's seat. Daniel climbed in the back seat, and after momentarily debating whether I should sit with him or shotgun, I sat in the backseat next to him.

"How so?" He asked, laughing to himself. "How exactly does what I suggested make me insane?"

"Can you really say that training me to help you be a Ring specialist is the only reason you suggested that?" I whispered, just in case Casey was eavesdropping on us. "Can you tell me that and have it be the truth?"

"No." Daniel smirked, leaning towards me slightly. "I can't say that it was the only reason. I have other motives, definitely." He reached over and put his hand on my thigh as he leaned over to whisper in my ear. "I think you know what they are."

I shivered a bit, not because it was cold, but because I was slightly excited, but I wouldn't let that show.

"I'm still angry at you." I frowned at him. "You're a complete ass, Daniel Shaw. I hope you know that. And I highly doubt that anything you do will change the fact that I completely and utterly despise you." I dropped my voice. "No matter how many times we sleep together."

His eyes slightly widened, and he tilted his head to the side. He was absolutely confused.

"But, what about in the room?" He whispered to me, his eyes searching mine for some glimmer of emotion, but I kept my face completely blank as I stared at him. I guess my eyes seemed slightly clouded over, and emotionless.

"It meant nothing."