A/N: As most of you know, cabin = sex. Just a forewarning ;)

"Get settled in, I'll double check the perimeter with Bobbi. Then we're going to get you supplies, and I'll have her drop me off again before she heads back to base." May informed them as Coulson pressed his palm against the reader by the front door of the cabin. Skye looked at her in surprise.

"But, you're acting Director, you can't – "

"I can explain to Bobbi our contingency plan; do you trust her to follow through with it? To not tell the others at any point you lose control and she gets scared?" May challenged, and Skye stood her ground more firmly.

"I trust Bobbi." Skye confirmed, and May looked mildly impressed, but still dubious.

"Well... I'll have her keep me informed." May conceded, and Coulson nodded as he opened the door for Skye to walk through first.

"And make Mack your Assistant Director." Coulson told her, and May frowned.

"Mack is questioning of everything, and especially suspicious about the two of you,"

"Exactly why he should be helping you." Coulson interrupted calmly. "I trust him to do a good job." In a more confidential tone, Coulson added, "Melinda, you have the experience at your side, but you know you're too close to this. You care about Skye and me – it's obvious by the fact you brought us out here without telling the others. Not that I'm saying this was a bad idea, but SHIELD needs someone around to make the hard calls."

May was quiet for a few moments, but she eventually nodded.

"You're right. That's not me, right now." She conceded, and Coulson squeezed her shoulder companionably, quickly pulling his hand away before anyone else noticed their friendly moment. May's mouth quirked up slightly, in appreciation, and then she turned and gestured to Bobbi to help her check the perimeter. She would explain the plan while they were getting supplies for the cabin.

Coulson stepped into the house, closing the door behind him and relishing for a moment the complete silence that surrounded them.

Skye was poking around, checking out the space, and met him in the living room.

"There's only one bedroom." She told him as he set down her duffel bag by his feet. He put his down next to hers, and rolled his shoulders.

"The sofa has a pull-out bed that, if I recall correctly, isn't half bad." He replied, and Skye raised her eyebrow. "Banner designed this place. It's fortified to handle the Hulk," Coulson explained instead, rapping his knuckles against the island counter that separated the kitchen from the living room. "So don't ever worry if you feel like you're about to lose control. Plus, there's at least a good hundred miles between this place and the nearest populated area, and the perimeter is guarded with a silent alarm system and a fairly powerful fence."

"To keep me in?" Skye muttered, and Coulson put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

"To keep enemies out." He corrected her. He waited a beat, until her expression softened slightly, and he added, "Plus, you know, Cap stayed here for a while after we thawed him out."

"I knew there was a reason you had that spark in your eyes when you walked in here." Skye teased, relaxing even more.

"Maybe I was excited about hearing there was only one bedroom," Coulson challenged, his eyebrow twitching a little as he stepped closer to her.

"Envisioning a threesome with Bobbi?" Skye mused, still teasing, moving closer as well so that their chests were almost touching. Coulson chuckled, rolling his eyes.

"Bobbi is a beautiful woman, but, no, I'm a one-girl kind of guy." He told her, tilting his head down, his nose brushing the tip of hers.

"Hmm. That's too bad." Skye whispered, not quite kissing him yet. He jerked his head back in surprise at her words.

"What?"

"Haha, nothing," She laughed, and he smiled at hearing the sound; she hadn't laughed since before San Juan. "Do you suppose she'll be alright with the sofa-bed?" Skye wondered, grasping the lapel of his suit to pull him in again.

He didn't answer, instead kissed her deeply and slowly, his eyes closed so he could focus on her. Her fingers slipped beneath his coat, pressing warm against his shirt, and he tugged her even closer with a hand at the small of her back. She made a pleased noise, opening her mouth and inviting him to curl his tongue against hers.

He could have sworn they only kissed for a few moments, but then Bobbi was walking in to confirm that she would be the one staying behind, and groaning loudly at their display.

"Jesus, please tell me I won't be walking in on that every time I turn around." She complained, but she looked amused.

"Payback for us constantly finding you and Hunter crawling out of the back of the SUV's." Skye retorted, making a face, and Bobbi blushed slightly.

"What – my SUV's?" Coulson wondered, incredulous.

"Well, they're May's, now." Skye reminded him.

"Look, we're headed out to get supplies for me and for the cabin. Once we leave the perimeter will be set, so nothing can get in or out until we return. We'll be back in…" Bobbi looked thoughtfully at her watch. "An hour and a half?" She raised her eyebrow at them.

Coulson nodded, Bobbi nodded, and then she left, the door lock automatically engaging as it shut behind her.

Coulson looked back toward Skye, and she grinned and tugged him toward the hall. He followed for a few steps, but hesitated.

"We haven't… not since you, uh,"

"Afraid it'll be earth-shattering?" Skye snarked, raising an eyebrow, and he choked. "I figure, it'd be good to practice while we're alone, so if something does happen…" She trailed off, still leaning her weight back in the direction of the bedroom.

"We could take it slow, be careful." Coulson reasoned, stepping after her once more. She smiled encouragingly and continued to lead him down the hall.

"Slow is good," She agreed, leisurely trailing her hand down the front of his shirt, reaching his belt and then tugging him after her by that. He grinned, moving with more purpose.

"You sure?" He checked once they reached the room and he shut the door behind him. "I mean,"

"I want to feel human, Coulson. Phil." She softened her voice. "We have this weird alien thing we share but you're the only one who still looks at me like I'm normal. You know more than anyone that I'm not – the others are only going on suspicions right now – but everyone tiptoes around me and act like they aren't but I can tell."

"They're worried," Coulson soothed, stepping toward her as she sat on the edge of the bed. "That's all,"

"What's going to happen when they all discover that it was me?" Skye asked fearfully, her eyes wide and tearing up. "The earthquakes, that I was creating them,"

"Skye," Coulson interrupted softly, kneeling in front of her and taking her face between his hands. "We're going to figure it out. Learn what it is you can do, learn how to control it. And when we return, we can show them how this doesn't make you a bad guy – hell, Skye, you could be a superhero."

Her lips slowly started to curl into a smile as he got carried away, and she let out a watery chuckle.
"Good enough to join the Avengers?" She teased, and he looked at her seriously.

"Better than the Avengers."

She laughed, and pushed at him lightly, making him smile.

"I'm telling Captain Rogers." She informed him, grasping his wrists. She rubbed her thumb against his skin for a moment, just looking at him. He looked back, patiently, waiting for her to do something.

"I love you." She told him, watching how his eyes changed with his emotional response to her words. If she had to name a certain color 'joy', it would be this, the color of his eyes right in this moment. She turned her head to press a kiss against his palm, the pulled his hand up over her shoulder, wanting him to be closer to her. He slid his hands to her waist as he shuffled closer to the edge of the bed, his shoulders pressing against her knees.

"I love you too." He whispered, and she lightly scratched her nails through his hair as he rested his cheek against the inside of her knee. "Can I," He asked, thumbing at the waistband of her pants.

"Yeah," She said, and she leaned back onto her elbows as he pulled at the button of her jeans.

It didn't take much, really, for her to feel aroused around him. With hardly any foreplay, he'd tugged off her shoes and her jeans and she found herself breathing faster in anticipation as he pressed a chaste kiss on her thigh.

"Just let me know if you ever feel I need to stop," He informed her, his eyes on hers for a few moments as he kissed up her leg, gently pulling down her underwear at the same time. She nodded, biting her lip and grasping the sheets next to her when his lips reached the inner curve of her leg. He tossed her underwear to the side as he wrapped his other hand under her thigh, shifting her leg up a little so he had more room.

"Fuck," She breathed out heavily, pressing her head back against the pillow when he moved his mouth over her center.

She would later be embarrassed to admit that he had her moaning incomprehensibly, practically writhing against the sheets, hands pressed against the back of his head as if he needed any more incentive to keep doing that with his tongue...

By the time she caught her breath and her bearings, he was still laying there with his cheek against her knee, looking very smug even with the mussed state of his hair. He also had that puppy-dog-adoration look in his eye again, and she couldn't help but pull him up closer to her and give him a good kiss. She could still taste what she assumed was herself on his tongue, faint, and a little weird, but not wholly unpleasant.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" She teased him, surprised that her voice sounded so worn out. "I should've known you'd be so good at that, what with that tongue of yours," She said as if she were complaining, and he laughed lightly.

"I did enjoy that," He smiled against her throat, kissing her gently there before looking up at her and adding coyly, "didn't you?" She laughed, shoving his shoulder, but not hard enough to move him off of her.

"Well, that was definitely excellent, but, earth-shattering? I don't know," She trailed off, teasing, and he furrowed his brow, rotating his jaw as he thought of his comeback. "Now," She continued before he could speak, "since I'm the one with earthquake powers, perhaps I should try my hand at earth-shattering," and she used her combat skills to flip them over, putting him on his back.

She grinned down at him as she straddled him, pulling off her shirt as she settled down over the bulge in his trousers, rocking her hips a little. He groaned, his hands immediately going to her hips, his own bucking upward to put even more pressure between them. She set her palms against his chest, balancing herself as they moved together for a few moments. She watched his lips part as his eyes were drawn to her breasts, and her triumphant grin eased into a more gentle smile as she stopped moving her hips in favor of sliding down a little so she could get at his belt.

He groaned in complaint, but when she pulled the belt out of the loops with a bit of a rough yank, his groan was decidedly of a different nature. She tossed the belt in the same general direction her underwear had gone, and focused on opening up his trousers and briefs. Her hand was firm but careful as she pulled his cock free, sliding up his shaft, swiping her thumb along the tip, and then sliding back down, all very slowly as she watched his face.

He opened his mouth as she did this multiple times, but didn't say anything, and she dropped her chin slightly, as if she were about to lean over. His expression almost became fearful, and she realized that he was desperately trying not to come, so she instead leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, removing her hand from his cock. He sighed against her lips, half in relief, and they kissed for a bit as he settled down.

She slid her mouth along his jaw, kissing the sensitive skin just under his ear, lowering her hips now to slide along his cock, trapping it between their bodies. He made a sound that could only be described as a growl, and she shivered, taking no more time before shifting forward enough so that he pushed inside of her.

"Oh, God," He hissed, sounding like he was still very close to the edge, and she moved her body just as slowly as she had moved her hand; far enough that only the tip of his cock was inside her, and then she squeezed her muscles around him and dropped back down. "Oh, God," He moaned loudly, his hands sliding along her waist.

He proceeded to be quite vocal as she rocked over him, eventually sliding his hands down beneath her butt to help her when she lost her rhythm, encouraging her to keep going with any breath he had when he wasn't making all those very good noises beneath her.

Suffice to say, she was very glad they didn't have any nearby neighbors to hear them, because neither of them held back this time.

And, yeah, if they ever go at it like this in a populated area, she'd better get a better control over her powers.