So, I realised that it had been so long since we'd had some smut. So, having been sat on these two short scenes for a while, I decided to put them together and make them a sort of prelude to Chapter 45 of Aftermath. Not necessary to read this beforehand, and they weren't wrote with that in mind, but that's where I decided they should go.

So SMUT WARNING. You've all been warned :P

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There was nothing urgent about it, the pace was almost agonisingly slow, and yet seemed perfect for the mood they were in. Underneath him Danni gasped breathlessly at every movement he made, her arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders as her fingers tensed and relaxed against his skin. His head rested in the crook of her neck, his fast yet steady breathing tickling the skin there as he occasionally placed soft, exploratory kisses on every bit of her he could reach.

He'd woken up that morning, which was strange in of itself before he rarely slept, to find her cuddled up against his side, her lips slightly apart as she slept on. She hadn't jumped away in the night, or left his side at all by the way she was slightly cocooned in the covers. Her hand was resting against his chest as if she had been feeling his hearts beating in her sleep and he was suddenly struck with how rare this was for them.

He'd pulled her gently against him so he didn't wake her up, wanting to do that as he slowly tasted her skin, bringing her to the land of the living with his gentle caresses, his hand moving lower and lower until she was moving against it, her eyes still closed but fully awake as she panted. He teased her for a while, just making sure she was left wanting for more yet satisfied until he'd rolled on top of her, entering her slowly, groaning in relief and mesmerised by the way her back arched and her hips moved to meet with his.

That had been hours, days ago. He wasn't sure, nor did he care too much. Everything they did was so fast, always running, always moving to make sure they got the most out of their time together before she was sucked away into the Vortex and he might not see her again. They were always doing something, always going somewhere so he took his time, painstakingly building the glorious pressure, neither of them reaching for the finish, just wanting to be together, he just wanted to show her how much he loved her.

He pushed up on his elbows, dipping his head in for another kiss. Their mouths met clumsily, wet and messy but full of the passion he wanted to portray to her. She just felt so good, so perfect around him. Her hips started to meet his as he moved, his mouth capturing the pleasure-filled moans she let out.

Then her hands clenched on his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin as her head flew back, a breathless gasp breaking the silent air. She arched into him, pulling him even deeper as she fell from grace, sobbing in his ear and he stilled, groaning in his own bliss as he bit his lip, riding through the waves that shook her body. She went slack, falling back against the pillow, chest heaving as she watched him. Her grey-blue eyes blinked, lashes fanning against her cheeks and he started moving again.

This time she met him thrust for thrust, both of them moaning loudly as he rolled over, pulling her on top of him until they were both sitting, clinging to each other as they moved as one. Her hands couldn't keep still, trailing burning trails over his skin, feeling every inch until they fell together, calling each other's names in ecstasy.

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His hands laced within her bright-red hair, clenching at her scalp as he tried to keep watching her as her head moved back and forth. She hummed around him appreciatively at his fingers scratching against the sensitive skin and he bucked into her mouth, almost overwhelmed by the way she varied the pressure, the way her tongue would soothe her red-hot skin, would run from base to tip whenever he fell out...

"Danni..." He might have whimpered. Had he been more in control of himself, he would have disagreed with the description, but Danni chuckled lowly, the noises he was making spurring her on. He'd woken her up so deliciously, held her close and made love to her so adoringly that she felt he needed rewarding.

They'd fallen back to sleep in each other's arms, and when she'd re-awakened she could have sworn she'd dreamt it all. It wasn't until he'd pulled her against her, spooning and whispering how fantastic she was that she realised that it had happened.

"Danni... Oh, I'm..." He moaned loudly, hands grasping as if he was protesting and she looked up from her place between his legs, smirking around him and she pulled back to the tip. His eyes were watching apprehensively, wondering what she was going to do next. She placed a kiss on the head, swept her hair over one shoulder and winked. His mouth was open with a sharp intake of breath even before she took him back in her mouth, sinking down quickly until he hit the back of her throat and with a strangled yelp was overwhelmed into coming. She held him in her mouth as he pulsated, swallowing slowly around him as he did, easing him through the intense orgasm.

Danni sat up, resting on her heels and she flipped her hair back into place. She studied him as he came back down from his high, his limbs feeling like noodles if her experiences were anything to go by.

When he met her eyes, she leant forward, hand on either side of him and slowly crawled up until their lips were almost touching.

"Did I do well, Spaceman?" She challenged and he nodded, looking completely out of strength, "Think I might of won?" He nodded, trying to lift his head to kiss her. She kept herself away for just a moment before taking control of the kiss, pushing down on his lips firmly, opening her mouth and flicking her tongue out teasingly.

"Almost." He whispered when the broke apart. She frowned in confusion. Almost what? She yelped in surprise as he flipped her over, pinning her underneath him. The hungry look in his eyes, the promise there took her breath away. He placed a quick, chaste kiss on her cheek, just by her lips then he dipped lower, and lower and soon she was writhing underneath him as he used his own mouth to manipulate her, bringing molten fire to her veins as she keened and moaned.

"Shit..." She groaned loudly, her back arching as, while his tongue massaged that fantastic point of wonderfulness, he pushed his finger into her.

"Oh, Danni..." He muttered against her, "So warm..." Another finger entered her, moving in and out slow and steady,

"Theta." She repeated again and again, the only word she could find as her hips moved of their own accord, gyrating hard against his face to create more friction. She once was so embarrassed by the movement, but when he'd begged her not to stop one evening, she'd turned wanton and the thought of him wanting her to kept her finding that perfect rhythm that had her screaming his name, floating down from bliss and back to him again.