Title: Boston
Summary: A different take on Eliot's Christmas. Sequel to Havana.
Disclaimer: I don't own Leverage or any of the characters associated with the show. I only claim ownership to the character that I created. Also, no profits are being made off of this story. It's only for your entertainment.
Author's Note: Super sorry this update took as long as it did, but I think you'll be happy as to why. I've already begun on a companion to these! Gonna finish this one off first though. Again, sorry for making you wait so long but hope it's hot enough to make up for it.
Chapter 10
Eliot stood back from the counter, allowing her to slip off the edge and back onto her feet. She wrapped her arms around his neck puling him back in for a kiss. His hands moved across her ribs down to the small of her back, pressing her body flush to his. Her lips lingered, gently cradling his mouth in her familiar touch.
"Eliot," she whispered against him.
"Hmm?" He rumbled in response.
"You're not wearing anything under those sweatpants are you…" It was a statement not a question.
"N...no," his eyes shifted downward for a split second.
"Didn't think so," she stepped back from him and turned to saunter off towards the bedroom.
"You're not wearing a bra."
"That bothers you?" She purred without looking back.
"Bothers me that that shirt's not on the floor," he called after she had disappeared from view. Just then, her black tank was tossed into the doorway of the bedroom. Eliot smirked and made his way over, bending to pick it up. She was lying on her stomach with her head facing the foot of the bed, idly scrolling through messages on her BlackBerry. "You dropped this," Eliot held the shirt up.
She angled her eyes up from the screen. "Oops," she replied, her voice a husky murmur. Natalia turned over, keeping her elbows tucked tight to her chest, careful not to reveal anything Eliot wanted to see.
"Hey," Eliot growled, tossing her shirt aside before reaching for the phone still held in her fingers, "I'm talkin to you." He pulled her arms up above her head and tossed the BlackBerry onto her duffel bag on the floor. He leaned down to press his lips against hers. She made a move to reach for his hair but he held her wrists down harder, instinctively kicking her brain straight into fight mode.
"Eliot…" she breathed a warning against his lips. He was fully aware of what he had just done. All it took was that little challenge to bring out the wild animal that lay in wait in the shadows just under the surface. He let her go and she immediately flipped over, her right hand flying to the waistband of his sweats. Half a second later they were pooled around his ankles. Eliot grabbed her arms and pulled her up onto her knees before roughly grasping the back of her head and mashing his mouth to hers. She draped her arms over his neck, moaning at his arousal pressed against her stomach. He wrapped an arm in a vice grip around her waist, lifted her off the bed, and flung her against the wall behind him. Her back collided with the drywall a millisecond before he pinned his body to hers. His hands ripped at her shorts and he let out a growl of satisfaction. She wasn't wearing underwear either.
Natalia rolled her hips against his, her breath ruffling the strands of hair that fell in front of his face. Eliot roughly pushed her legs apart with his knee before he slammed into her. She let out a cry before weaving her hands into his hair and arching her body into his. He hooked his hand behind her right knee, pulling it up to his waist as he thrust into her, thanking God for making her so flexible. He could probably get her leg over his shoulder if he wanted to. The very thought made him almost lose it as he grunted. She slipped her tongue into his mouth as he picked up his pace, causing her to dig her nails into his back, clawing red trails into hardened muscle. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his hands moved to her ass in preparation for what he knew she was about to do. In one smooth motion she hopped up and wrapped her legs around his waist.
'Tender' and 'slow' were words temporarily discarded from their vocabulary as Eliot pounded into Natalia relentlessly. She braced herself against the bookcase with her right hand, desperate for a counterforce against the hitter's assault. She used the leverage to push back against him crying out as his pubic bone ground against her clit.
"Fuck…Natalia," he growled. It was his way of letting her know he was close.
She pushed harder against him and his mouth smashed into hers in a frenzy, the adrenaline in his blood manifesting in the desperation of his body.
"Eliot…" she cried with that desperate kind of want that always preceded her screams. Natalia buried her face in Eliot's shoulder as he felt her teeth dig into his skin and her tight walls clench around him. The combined sensations sent him over the edge, his hand flying to brace himself against the wall as his orgasm ripped through his body.
The assassin's head thumped backwards into the wall as a smile lit up her face. Eliot was still panting as she let one leg down slowly, supporting all of her weight before bringing the other down beside it. She ran her hands over his shoulders before cupping his face in her hands. His blue eyes were alive with something she could stand to see more of; happiness.
Ten minutes later they had each freshened up and collapsed in bed, Natalia's head resting on Eliot's chest, his fingers toying with her hair. Her eyes were half closed in a sated haze as she listened to the steady rhythm of the hitter's heart.
"So, this other guy," Eliot rumbled, "you said he was a Major in the Air Force?" There was a tinge of loftiness to his voice as he traced his fingers over her shoulder.
Natalia smirked as she rolled over, her back now facing him. "Easy there," her voice was husky as she shuffled around to get comfortable. "Commander…" A haughty smile spread across his face as he turned onto his side, pressing his chest against her back and wrapping an arm around her waist. Eliot fell asleep content with his higher rank both in the military and in her heart.