Ah yes, hello there. Now you may remember me mentioning exams in the last chapter. Yes, that exam thing...well it turns out you have to do this thing called revising. Who knew?

So I have done one week of exams and another week to go. At least it's History next week which is goooooood. Except there's a ton of stuff to remember. Eeep! Sorry I haven't updated in a ridiculous amount of time but I've been panicking about exams and stuff. The first half of this chapter has been mulling around for weeks and I finished it off today. I hope it was worth the wait!

Thanks for reviewing, story alerting and such!

I don't own Band of Brothers. *sad times*

Warning: Mature situations ahead...*wink wink nudge nudge*

Smoothing down the wrinkles in her dress, Martha looked in the mirror for one last time. She couldn't help but smile. She looked different, more radiant and happy. On top of that she felt different. She felt happy, she felt radiant – she felt on top of the world.

Staring at her reflection, she smoothed out and fixed the small imperfections. Her hair was lightly curled. Locks of hair rested on her shoulders almost framing her face. Her moss green eyes were highlighted with brown shades of eye shadow, making her look mysterious maybe even seductive. Her cheeks were rosy and her lips were bright red. She was bold, making a statement and deliriously happy. If this is what drugs felt like, she could understand why people liked them so much.

Martha walked out of her room, switching off the light as she went down the stairs. She was alone in her household with both her parents visiting distant relatives for at least a week. Not only did that mean she had the house to herself, it meant that she could be intimate with Lew. Well, much more than they could have been with her parents around.

Martha bit her lip lightly at the thought. She wanted to happen, she really did. She wanted it to happen with Lew but that didn't stop the school girl fears. She had heard stories about girl's first times and really, none of them sounded that pleasant. Then again, who would willingly go in lots of detail about their first time?

A knock at the door pulled Martha away from her thoughts. She smiled brightly, grabbing her purse and walking quickly to the door. Slipping on her red high heel shoes, she opened the door to see the devilishly handsome Lewis Nixon looking back at her. A grin graced his features as the door open and in return she smiled back.

"Good evening," She greeted with a slight nod as she retrieved her coat.

"Very good evening," Nixon smirked ever so slightly as his eyes roamed over her. With a satisfied smile, he offered her his hand, "ready?"

Nodding she slipped her hand in to his and squeezed, grinning as she did so.

Martha walked in shutting the door after Lew followed her in. Taking off her coat she hung it on its peg as Lew's arms snaked around her waist. Leaning back in to him, her head rested on his shoulder as he placed soft kisses on her shoulder, making his way up along her neck. Martha shivered involuntarily, revelling in the new found pleasure. She could feel Lew smile against her neck, obviously enjoying the state he was putting her in.

Martha turned around, his hands now on her lower back as she leaned in to kiss him. Soft, slow and loving, her hands went to his shoulders gripping lightly. Deepening the kiss, Lew pulled her closer their bodies touching. Martha pulled away regrettably, smiling playfully at Lew. Holding his hand Martha led him upstairs and in to her room. Nerves and excitement buzzed in her stomach as she sat down on the bed and looked up at Lew.

"Are you sure?" Lew said softly, running his hand along her arm.

Martha nodded as she wrapped her arms around his necks, pulling him gently down to the bed. She leaned up and kissed him almost hungrily. Lew ran his hands down the side of her body until they rested on her hips. Martha's own gentle hands rested on the collar of his shirt, slowly inching their way downwards. Carefully, she started to unbutton his shirt as her stomach swarmed with butterflies, feeling both nervous and giddy at the same time.

Pushing the shirt off of his body, Martha let it fall to the ground as she explored new bare flesh. Once again she could feel Lew smile against her kiss. His kisses trailed down from her mouth to her jaw as his fingers slowly unzipped the back of her dress. Martha felt the nerves in her stomach buzz again, her back now exposed.

Lew lightly suckled her neck as he pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Martha squirmed in pleasure, helping him to take off the garment of clothing. Soon she was only in her underwear nervously smiling. Nixon's eyes took every detail in, a smile pulling at his lips.

"Beautiful," He muttered in a gravelly voice, "Just...perfect."

Martha relaxed blushing slightly. Deciding to take the next step, she swiftly took of his belt. She grinned almost playfully at him, beckoning him to continue the pleasure that she had felt earlier. His lips crashed against hers, as they kissed hungrily, trying to get as close as their bodies would let them.

Lew's hands roamed the bare flesh of her back, warming her with his hands. His lips attacked her neck, sucking softly at the most sensitive places. She moaned softly, her back arching. She closed her eyes, lost of ecstasy. She chewed her bottom lip as pleasure once again ran through her body. Overcome with new found lust she unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers quickly. He shrugged out of them and looked at her with a warm expression. Slowly he unclasped her bra, pulling the garment away from her body.

Shivering lightly, Martha look at him as his eyes roamed her body. Gradually he began to kiss down her body, a trail of kisses leaving from her lips. He kissed her chest, his tongue lingering over the moulds of her breasts. She shivered in pleasure again, closing her eyes as she did so. He suckled and nipped at the tender pieces of flesh like an expert as Martha revelled in the sensations.

Pushing him away from her, Martha rolled over so she was on top. Lew grinned lightly, certainly liking the new side of Martha he was seeing. Martha grinned back, kissing him hastily on the lips. She gave him a similar treatment that he gave her, leaving a trail of kisses down his body. When she got to the bottom, she smirked in a way that Lew had never seen.

Martha made a quick job of taking off the last garment of Lew's clothes, smiling as she did so. Once that task was done with she began caressing and tasting Lew's body once again, this time causing him to be in waves of pleasure. Soon, her lips made it back to Lew's mouth, her hands in his hair. Rolling over, Lew's hands ran down her body, slipping her underwear off in the process.

"Ready?" He spoke softly, one of his hands caressing her cheek. Wordlessly she nodded, her legs opening slightly granting him permission without a word.

Gripping her hips with his hands, slowly he entered her. She grimaced lightly but remained quiet and still as he continued to move in her.

"This...this is going to hurt okay? Only for a second, I promise." He spoke softly again, reassuring her. She nodded again, smiling ever so slightly.

Thrusting quickly, he aimed to get the worse over with. Martha closed her eyes tightly, biting on her lip hard. Waves of pain rushed through her body as she stayed deathly still. Frowning as she noticed her in discomfort, he kissed her cheek affectionately, thrusting slowly in to her. She opened her eyes and smiled weakly at him. She silently urged him to go on.

He continued thrusting slowly while his thumb caressed her cheek. Slowly the pain went and Martha began to feel new levels of pleasure. Soft moans left her lips as Lew's thrusting became quicker, her legs gripping around his waist. Her hands gripped his hair as her moans became louder.

Beads of sweat fell from both their bodies, their breaths becoming deep. The air with filled with a riddle of moans and grunts. The feeling of complete euphoria and pleasure hung about, both of them yearning from a release.

Martha could feel herself reaching towards her peak. She bit her lip softly as she moaned lightly. She looked right in to Lew's eyes. His thrusts quickened as he kissed her jaw roughly.

"Close, so close." Martha muttered as she let out a small whine.

Lew could feel himself reaching the edge and with one final thrust, he let out. Martha squirmed, her whole body writhing. Her toe curled as she out a one low moan, shuddering as she came.

Minutes passed as they held each other tight, regaining their breath.

"That was,"

"Nice?" Martha offered smiling brightly.

Nixon chuckled lightly kissing her cheek. "Fantastic."

How was that? Okay? I've never done a scene like that before. Never. So I don't know if I'm doing it...right? It wasn't overly graphic but graphic enough me thinks. Please review!