Chapter 11 A Fine Day

Two chapters in one day! I know I'm shocked too.

Morning

Alora groaned as she felt movement beneath her. Something seemed to poke her in the sides causing her to wiggle more. A small chuckle followed the pokes making her open an eye. Spencer looked up at her with a large grin on his face. She had sprawled across him in the night and she was unsure of how he could breath with her on top of him, then again she was always told she was a light thing. She glared playfully at him as he continued to grin.

"I have to get ready for work," he said quietly.

She groaned and buried her face in his chest causing her hair to spill all over his face. He sputtered a bit as he got her hair out of his mouth.

"Well that was attractive," she muttered as she lifted her head to solve the problem, "Sorry about that."

"Trying to choke me already?" he asked as he rose a brow.

"Never," she smiled softly, "So I'm going with you today?"

He nodded, "Have to leave early and take my car since the subway won't be running at the time we need. We have to fill out some paperwork and get you a temporary ID badge so you can wander around with Penelope."

She nodded at his explanation and then slipped out of the bed. She stopped on her way to the bathroom and turned around with a smirk.

"Soooo does that mean we're conserving water today and sharing the shower?" she asked mischievously.

He coughed as his eyes widened and he brought a fist up to his mouth as he cleared his throat, "Umm, if you want to?"

She smiled wider, "Think you can lift me up against the shower wall or do I have to bend over the tub?"

He coughed again as his face turned beet red, "I guess we'll have to find out."

She practically skipped to the bathroom with him close on her heels. He got the shower ready as she grabbed some towels from nearby to set on the counter. He turned to look at her. The light in the bathroom was brighter than the hallway light they'd had last night. He sucked in a breath as he realized just how gorgeous his woman was. His woman. He liked the thought of that. He grinned causing her to look at him suspiciously. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.

"Just what are you thinking?" she asked softly in his ear.

A good chill went up his spine at her tone, "That you're mine."

She smirked, "And you're mine."

He let her slip in the shower first and followed quickly. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind as the spray rained down on them.

"I'm not sure if it's safe to try lifting you," he murmured, "Every year about 235,000 people over age 15 visit emergency rooms because of injuries suffered in the bathroom. Almost 14 percent are hospitalized. More than a third of the injuries happen while bathing or showering."

She smiled gently, "Then I guess it's option two."

His eyes widened again as he remembered. He blushed deeply, but he noticed she was doing the same.

"I'm not usually so outspoken," she muttered before rubbing her hands over her face, "I guess you make me feel brave."

"I like it when you're feeling brave," he said smiling, "It's never boring."

She giggled as she turned to him. Her eyes took in his body in all its glory. She let her fingertips brush against a scar on his neck.

"Bullet," he said softly.

She nodded as she let her fingertips tease downwards. She heard his sharp intake of breath as she wrapped her fingers around his now hardened length. It jutted out proudly and she couldn't resist the temptation to touch. It felt silkier than she imagined, tho she figured it would have to in order to work inside of her so well.

She let her fingers stroke him gently as he closed his eyes and let out an almost quiet moan. She looked up to watch his face flush. She tilted her head and lifted herself onto her toes to kiss him gently. His hand came up to bury itself in her hair to hold her there as his other arm wrapped around her waist. He pulled her tight against him, trapping her hand around his length between them. His tongue met hers as their breathing increased. He pulled away from her lips enough to kiss her jaw before nibbling on her neck. She moaned softly and reached her free hand up to bury it in his hair. He slowly pushed her back towards the shower wall.

She whispered in his ear, "I thought the statistics were against us?"

He carefully lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Someone has to make up the positive part of statistics," he said as he nibbled, kissed, and marked the tops of her breasts.

She moved her hand back between them and gripped him carefully. He moaned and leaned his forehead against her neck as she rubbed him against her wet folds. She lined him up to her entrance and he pushed himself slowly in and out until he was buried inside of her making them both groan. His hands grabbed her arse to hold her up.

He was thankful the bathtub had a textured bottom or he would've slipped in the water. She was thankful she was light enough for him to lift, tho he seemed to have a bit more muscle than his clothes led people to believe. While he wasn't built and in great shape like some, he had just enough muscle to make her drool.

She nipped at his ear when he didn't move after a few moments. He laughed deeply.

"Are you always impatient?" he asked in good humor.

She tilted her head in contemplation, "Nah. I just reeeeally like spending time with you. Tho if you don't move soon I might have to finagle my way to my feet and take charge somehow."

He chuckled again and pulled out a bit before pushing back in. She moaned quietly at the friction and he gripped her tightly as he pulled almost all the way out and then plunged back in. Her moan grew louder and he soon joined her. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck with one hand buried in his hair. His head rested in her neck as he picked up speed. Soon the sound of slapping wet skin filled the air with their moans as he slammed into her. He tried to keep his feet steady as he balanced her weight, but knew it wouldn't be too much longer before he had to set her down.

He shifted his grip on her arse which hiked her thighs up higher on his hips causing her to mewl loudly. Knowing he was hitting the right spot he kept thrusting in and out. Her other hand loosened on his neck only to grip his back tightly. Small red scratches started appearing on his back again as she tried to hold on while he made her feel like glorified mush in his arms.

"Spencer," she crooned out, "I'm almost there Baby."

She felt the liquid fire burn inside as white patches started to show in her vision. Just as a tempest seemed to build, it crashed like a wave upon a shore. She tensed as her warmth clenched onto him. Her spasms pushed him over the edge and she milked him dry as he gasped for air. He let out a loud groan that sent delightful shivers down her spine. His legs started to wobble as he released. He leaned his forehead against hers as he slowly set her own jelly like legs down. She regained her footing and clung to him as she tried to catch her breath.

"That," she huffed, "Is never getting old."

He smiled gently as he kissed her hard. She returned the kiss and gently bit his bottom lip making him moan softly.

"If you kill me this way at least I'll die happy," he puffed out.

She giggled making him smile, "Perhaps we should actually wash up before we go?"

He nodded as he grabbed the shampoo before pouring some in his palm. He turned her away from him so he could work it into her hair. They helped each other clean up so they could touch each other as often as possible. Both of them found they couldn't keep their hands off each other and wondered how that would play out later in the day. They helped dry each other before they separated enough to get dressed.

She packed a few things in her bag to keep her occupied for the day while he was working. She knew Pen would probably distract her frequently, but perhaps she'd be able to finish a couple songs she'd been working on. She made sure her laptop was in there as well so she could write up the sheet music later.

He double checked his bag and they both headed out. They kept glancing at each other while they held hands to his car. He opened the door for her and she slid in with a content smile on her face. She buckled up while he opened his own door and slid in. He buckled and started the car before pulling out of his parking space.

"I usually get coffee at this place a couple blocks down if that's okay?" he asked as they held hands in between them.

"That would be great," she said, "I could use a breakfast sandwich or something if they've got anything to eat."

"Actually they do," he smirked before saying in a teasing whisper, "They even have bacon."

"Yuuuum," she moaned out making his cock twitch.

He shifted in his seat a bit at the stop light they found themselves at. He pulled into a small parking lot and parked the car. He got out and jogged around the car to open her door. She got out and pulled him tightly against her. She gave him a hard, needy kiss.

"Thank you," she whispered huskily, "My Good Sir."

"Anytime My Lady," he whispered back. He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door of the quaint coffee shop.

They ordered their coffee and quite a few bacon, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwiches. They made their way back to his car and soon found themselves in a parking lot near the FBI building. He held her hand as they made it inside. He tugged her gently towards the sign in desk.

"Morning Ms. Josephine," he said politely to an older lady that reminded Alora of her grandmother, "I need to sign in someone for protective custody. She'll need an ID badge while she's here."

"Looks like she'll be needing a more permanent ID badge if those hands are any sign," she said smirking.

Spencer blushed a bit and nodded sheepishly, "She's also my girlfriend."

Alora beamed at his words. Ms. Josephine nodded, satisfied, before reaching for a nearby filing cabinet. She dug into a few file folders before coming across what she needed. She pulled out a small packet of paper and handed them off to Spencer. He thanked her and pulled a pen out of his pocket. He let go of Alora's hand and filled out his portion of the papers. He slid the rest in front of Alora and she looked down to read. Spencer handed her his pen and she filled out the remainder of the paperwork before handing them back. He looked them over, memorized the information, and then handed them back to Ms. Josephine. She scanned the papers into her computer and an ID badge printed out after her confirmation. She handed it to Alora.

"You two have a fiiiine day now you hear?" she said with a wink, "Tho by the look of your necks you two already did."

Alora and Spencer blushed a deep red as they looked at each other and noticed the hickies that were hard to cover. It was worse on Alora as she had worn a lower cut blouse revealing a few more marks. Ms. Josephine just chuckled lightly and mumbled something about being that age again. Spencer took her hand again and led her to an elevator where he scanned his ID badge before it opened. They both entered and waited for the doors to close. They looked at each other and smiled before looking back at the doors. As they slid open on the appropriate floor, she got her first glimpse of the area Spencer and Penelope worked in. She noticed the cubicles beyond the glass and she smiled as Spencer nudged her towards it. She let him lead her inside and to his desk.

Everything on his desk was neat and organized. He had a single picture of a woman with long, blonde hair and a small boy that she guessed to be him. He set his bag under the desk and pulled one of the other chairs over. He set the bag of breakfast sandwiches down and they both set down their coffee. They sat and ate every crumb.

"We worked up quite the appetite," she whispered as she smiled sheepishly.

"Yes we did," he said proudly, but just as quietly.

He took her hand and used his foot to scoot the wheeled chair towards his. He leaned forward and kissed her gently before leaning back with a small smile.

"Good morning my lovelies!" Pen's voice yelled boisterously from the glass doors that were whooshing closed behind her.

"Good morning," Alora sung back to her.

Pen stopped in her tracks and tilted her head as she arrived next to them. Her eyes narrowed taking in the hickies and the large content smiles.

"Ooooooooh," Pen said in her ah hah voice, "You two are together together. Like my dream of adorable, little, genius, babies has increased in probability!"

Alora rose a brow, "I'm on the pill."

"Oh," Pen said disappointed as she caved in on herself, "Patience is a virtue I don't usually have."

Pen straightened back up, "But fear not, I have hope and tons of cheerful kitty posters so I am all good. Thanks by the way for the new troll doll. It's rainbow hair fits in."

"You're welcome," Alora said smiling.

"And the tiara and princess dress it's wearing makes me smile everytime I see it," Pen clapped her hands together, "So. You will probably spend most of your time with me in my room when they're gone until we can find Creeper McCreepfest. Otherwise you probably just want a desk near Boy Wonder here where you can work?"

Alora nodded.

"Well," Pen said exaggeratingly as she gestured to the desk right next to Spencer, "This one happens to be available."

"Convenient," Alora said.

Spencer just smiled gently as he nodded.

Alora scooted her chair into the unoccupied cubicle that Spencer had 'coincidently' taken the chair from. She opened her messenger bag and pulled out her laptop and some papers.

"You don't plan on plugging in for internet do you?" Penelope asked.

"No, I don't need it here," Alora said, "I understand that if I were allowed onto your precious network I could be potentially hacked and I don't want to be responsible for bringing down the FBI."

"Been there done that," Penelope mumbled before cheering up, "Did you get that new music software I sent you?"

"Yes, I already have it installed and I get to test it today," she said motioning to her headphones.

"Sweet," Penelope said, "Do I get to hear one of the new ones?"

"I do have one that's ready for a second pair of ears, tho I was hoping to get Spencer's opinion on it too."

"Load her up," Penelope said taking the headphones and putting them on.

Alora queued up one of her recently finished songs and sat back to watch Penelope's face. The grin got wider as she listened to the lyrics. When the song was finished she handed the headphones back.

"Well you got my stamp of approval," Penelope said before turning to the glass doors and seeing Morgan and J.J. enter.

Spencer held his hand out in a gimme motion. Alora smirked and handed him the headphones. She waited until he had them on to start the song again. His eyes widened a bit at the beat, but he seemed to enjoy the rhythm. When he handed her back the phones he smiled at her.

"I have to say I'm usually a classical fan, but your style is starting to grow on me quite well," he said.

Alora smiled wider, "Well thank you Good Sir."

"Anything for My Lady," he said bowing a bit dramatically.

They both busted out a laugh causing Derek to look over at them while he set his things on his desk across from Spencer's.

"I missed something," Derek said before looking at them both very carefully, "Tho evidently not much. Those are hickies."

"Spot on chap," Alora joked, "That one wasn't too hard to notice tho was it?"

Derek grinned his wide, toothy grin, "My man, it is about time!"

Spencer blushed and cleared his throat before sending a sexually heated look to Alora. She grinned wider and crossed her arms over her chest while she leaned back in the chair.

Emily soon arrived and sat at the desk across from Alora while Aaron and David came out of Aaron's office.

"Well well weeeeelll," David said teasingly, "If it isn't the lovebirds. How are we doing this morning?"

"Quite well," Alora said with a cheshire grin.

Spencer nodded in agreement before looking at Alora affectionately.

"We got a case?" J.J. asked.

"Not at the moment," Aaron said, "Looks like a paperwork day unless we get called for an emergency"

They all nodded and drifted back to their desks. Aaron stayed next to Alora.

"I have to ask you to sign a form for while you are here," Aaron said to Alora, "A confidentiality form. Anything you overhear or see while here unless we call you in to testify is the general scope of the document."

"No problem," Alora said as her eyes flicked quickly over the paper.

She read it almost as fast as Spencer would and then signed it.

"I'll get you a copy just in case," Aaron said.

"I'll be here," she joked.

Aaron smirked slightly and returned to his office.