Prompt: Chocolate

Rating: Low T

Spoilers: none

Warnings: none

Setting: post 3x09

Relationship status: established

Sidenote: Just a little fluff piece to celebrate an easy going Friday, which is shocking to say the least.

She made the mistake of telling John she had brought chocolate for dessert because he kept eyeballing her purse where the box of chocolates rested in. She had thought keeping them out of sight, meant they'd be out of his mind, but nope. Not with the way he was leering at the purse. Who knew John's sweet tooth was the size of the planet. She had to placate him with the fact that he could have dessert after their dinner was finished, like she used to with her son.

"Dinner is over, dessert time." He motioned at her purse. "Hand the chocolate over," he commanded with his fingers wiggling.

She sighed. "I did say after dinner," she conceded dryly as she reached into her purse for the box. He grabbed the candy out of her hand when it became apparent he thought she was taking too long to unwrap it.

They sat back down together and she watched as he grabbed a chocolate immediately and put it on his tongue and she nearly moaned. Watching John devour candy was sexy.

Joss cocked a brow as the box of chocolate dwindled from 12 to 2 in mere seconds. "Careful John you're starting to look like Shaw," she teased.

He eyed her sidelong for a moment. "She devours any food, I devour chocolate. There is a difference."

She smirked. "Yeah slim to none." She assured him and she watched as he looked happy with the chocolate. She had an experiment she wanted to test. She snatched the last piece of chocolate out of the box.

"Hey, that's the last piece Joss," he complained.

"I know, and it's mine," she huffed, not about to tell him she had another box in her car. She was afraid he'd break into it just to get the candy. She held the piece in her hand and opened her mouth wide but paused. "Unless of course you want to come and get it." She purred before plopping the piece onto her tongue. John's look went from sulking to wicked. He turned and leaned over and she closed her lips to make it a little harder for him to steal the chocolate as it slowly melted on her tongue. John kissed her and she moaned as his tongue swiped sensually against the seam of her lips beckoning her to open. She was helpless even knowing he wanted the chocolate. She wanted his kiss more than the stupid chocolate anyway. Joss moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth but instead of stealing the chocolate his tongue caressed hers and his hand curled around the back of her neck and his fingers slipping into her hair.

She clutched his shirt in her hands as she tugged him onto her as she laid down on his couch, pulling him to cover her with his body. Well the experiment was a success, John would do anything for chocolate, and that was good to know. Now she had another bargaining chip when she wanted something; sex and chocolate. John's mouth sucked at hers and their tongues swirled and soon the chocolate dissolved altogether and John broke the kiss.

"I thought you were going to steal the chocolate," she admitted as they laid on the couch together, breathing heavily.

He smiled as he gently massaged her scalp. "Sharing is caring, Joss," he said before climbing off of her and reaching down to help her up. "Although I think I deserve a reward for sharing that last piece of chocolate." She snorted, how in the hell did he think he deserved a reward for eating all the chocolate but one piece that she had to steal?—but she didn't really mind, not when she was his reward.

"And I'm your prize?"

He smiled as he led her to his bed. "Well, I could go for more chocolate," he teased and she glared at him. "Just joking, Joss," he murmured as they laid down on his bed. "You are even more decadent than any sweet I've ever had," he admitted.

"Shut up and kiss me, John," she commanded.

And he obeyed.

AN: I'm sorry but I can't help but think John Reese to be a chocolate hound because of that one tiny moment with Root in 1x23 when he handed her a chocolate to calm her down because it 'tasted' good :D Ever since then in my head I can't expel the thought that John limited the amount of chocolate he ate because he'd go all Shaw like and gorge himself on it.

Thanks for reading!