NOTES: Set in that mystery time between Betrayal and Aftershocks 1 and 2. Credit for the title goes to Risqué-Sno, who has been a huge help to me with this story.

WARNING: There is definitely sex talk happening in this story, seriously, if this isn't your cup of tea, this chapter is not for you.

To everyone who has been waiting for this chapter since last year, who reviewed and fav'd and beta'd (Seriously, Risque-Sno is a SAINT), thank you so so much!

More authors notes at the end!

WORD COUNT: 1,257/3,378 (so far)

10.

"Come here," he murmurs, sliding one arm around her as she reached for his shoulders. She buried her face in the space between his neck and shoulder, taking small pleasure in the warmth he gave off. Terra was glad for this opportunity to hide her face; she was sure it was flushed red with embarrassment. She clung to him while he shifted around, so that she ended up sitting in his lap with Slade leaning against the head board.

"Terra?"

"Mm-hmm?"

"Terra, look at me."

Slowly and uneasily, she pulled away from him, but kept her gaze aimed off to her left.

"Terra, I promise that I'm only trying to help you."

"I know...I just…I don't know." She sighs and lowers her head, letting her hair fall in front of her face. "I'm scared, still."

"Can I ask something else of you?" he asks, lifting her face back up with one hand and brushing her hair out of her face with another. When she nods, he continues: "Let's try one more thing, and if it doesn't work out, or if you want to stop trying altogether, we can let this go. Deal?"

Terra considers it, taking into account the hours they spent practicing and refining her abilities, all the effort he put into this, all for her. She considers the ache she feels but can't put into words, an ache she feels every night with him after she self-sabotages.

And she nods, smiling a bit before leaning in to kiss him. As they kiss, she feels his hands on her hips, pressing with a slight pressure that causes her to lift off of him. He takes one hand away from her waist, lets it ghost over her thigh and he slowly slides two curved fingers inside her. She pulls her face away from his to gasp, and he takes this as an opportunity to apply some attention to her neck. Slade begins to slip his fingers in and out, maintaining his slow pace, while Terra's hips start to rock with his hand.

Momentarily, Terra wonders what Slade's got planned exactly; while very pleasurable, this was still something rather basic they had done many times before. So when she opens her eyes and see how closely he's watching her reactions, sees the lusty expression he's wearing, her heart beats a little bit faster. Her anxiety fades away and is replaced with excitement about what he may have in mind.

Before he begins to ask his next question, Terra already knows what he wants. She can tell from the way his hips have shifted under her, the way his breathing has changed since he started fingering her and made her whimper blissfully. As a result, Slade only gets as far as "Do you-" before she cuts him off with a strong, insistent "Yes."

They both groan when he slides inside her, and she leans forward against his chest as she adjusts to the sensation. "This is new," she half laughs when she catches her breath, and experimentally shifts her hips around. Her voice quakes when she asks "Why didn't we try this position before?"

"Wasn't sure you would want to try it," he rumbles, "But I've been thinking for some time that this would help."

"How so?" she asks, voice still trembling slightly-but enough that Slade would notice.

"You want control over this, over your powers, your body-" His hands, which had come to rest on her hips, were guiding her slow, careful movements again, "-And this is perfect for that. Well?"

"Yes, yes, oh God, yes-" she panted, gripping the back of his neck while she begins to move at her own speed, getting lost in the sensations. She faintly hears him chuckle, but it gets lost in her pleas and in both of them struggling to catch their breath. He takes one hand and lets it brush up her side, before cupping her right breast gently. His thumb brushes over her nipple, sending shocks of pleasure through her, making her hips buck involuntarily. Terra shudders, and feels the familiar spark, the warmth beginning to simmer at her core.

"Ssslade…" she hisses through clenched teeth, "I think I'm-getting close-"

"Shhh, Terra…" He moves his left hand slightly away from her thigh, and Terra can feel his thumb stretching towards her as he growls, "When you worry about your powers, you focus on them and give them strength…"

"Uh-huh," she manages, more concerned with keeping her hips moving where she wants them, and even more concerned with where his thumb is heading because oh my god she would probably die if he touched her there, now.

"So focus on this,"- he jerks his hips up to accentuate his point and she gasps- "On what I'm doing to you."

His thumb brushes her clit then, and if she was gasping before she certainly can't catch her breath now. Terra's hips move, her whole body moves with more insistence, with a need to feel the warmth that's spreading through her body. Each exhale turns into a moan that is forced out of her with every thrust. Slade begins kissing her neck again, and she cries out and digs her nails into the back of his neck.

She's so close now, too close, and when she feels his thumb slow the circles around her clit, she reflexively pulls one hand from his neck to grab his hand to show him how she wants him to touch her. He twists his hand to mirror hers, matching the desperate speed she's created. Terra tries to keep her hips moving the way she wants them to. She's becoming overwhelmed with the sensation of him inside her, against her, all around her. His hands are exactly where she needs them, and she's so close, so close, and-

In a low voice, he growls her name and she's gone.

She doesn't quite scream, doesn't quite yell, but her whole body bucks and shudders with pleasure. She keeps her body rocking, riding the aftershocks as long as she can, and hardly registering his own groan before she collapses against him.

The sensation lessens, and Terra feels more relaxed in this moment than she has in years. He shifts under her momentarily, then snakes his arms up her back until he's wrapped up around her.

"Oh my god," She gasps, still trying to catch her breath, "That was amazing...wait..." Her voice drifts off, before she struggles to sit up a bit, eyes darting about. No visible earthquake damage, good sign. "Did you feel the earth move?" she asks, worried. When she hears Slade chuckle in response, she turns to glare at him and asks in a defensive voice, "What's so funny?"

"What you said," he replied, wearing a devilish smirk. Terra went back over her words again and flushed red.

"You know what I meant!" She hears him chuckle again, but she is far too exhausted to care.

"We're fine," he replies, "You were great." She smiles as she eases herself back down, curling up against him. Her whole body feels loose, although she feels hyperaware of every touch, and every place her body is touching his.

Terra's eyes fall shut as she mumbles a quiet "Thank you," and she might have felt his hand squeeze her shoulder, but by now all she wants to do is sleep. She finally got what she wanted, what she needed, all thanks to Slade.

She would think of a way to return the favor the next morning, once she was well rested.

End.

This took me much longer than necessary, I should think. I'm so glad to see this finally posted and complete, and I'm so glad for all you readers who stuck around even after I went on haitus...twice. Thank you for the lovely reviews, and for the favs (which I love as well!). I hope you all enjoyed this :)