An AU set in season 2. Inspired by Ariana Danvers comment about Salex sleeping together in season 2.
It was a very, very, very, very, very bad idea- really, very bad. Giving Sean Pierce a fake Bratva tattoo and teaching him Russian to infiltrate Gogol wasn't the bad idea. Nikita had come up with that one after all. It was straddling his lap to etch the temporary ink onto his chest. Because sitting by his side gave a terrible angle, both agreed it would be easier for Alex to be able to apply the ink directly to his bare, muscular, warm chest. But no, it was extremely hard… to focus- it was difficult to focus. She had to make certain her hand stayed steady, and her words stayed clear. Yet Alex's mind was cloudy and her mouth was dry. She had to pay attention to the tattoo's details; it had to be perfect. Alex couldn't think of Sean's hard, sturdy muscles underneath her. Or how great they felt under her steadying fingertips. Or how warm he was…
Oh, wait. Sean was saying something. It took Alex a moment to understand. He was speaking Russian, like she had instructed, for practice. That wasn't why she paused however. She faltered because of his thick baritone voice speaking her native tongue.
"How's it looking?" Sean wondered. The fake tattoo had to be authentic enough to pass Gogol standards. He, of course, was referring to that.
"It's good. Almost done," Alex's voice was also thick. Lightly, she dusted her fingertips over the temporary ink. She discovered a wet spot, and gently blew to dry it. That was not smart. Alex wasn't doing well with good ideas recently.
Sean jerked his hips. It could've been explained as him shifting positions; he had been sitting still for a long time. She told herself that over and over again, but the air still grew hot and dense. Alex's breath shallowed, and her head swam. She dared not move for a better position. If she did, she was sure she'd break. So, Alex silently finished the Bratva tattoo in an awkward position. The faster she finished, the faster she could get off… his lap- get off his lap. Alex and Sean were friends and partners, nothing more.
Yet, then again, there was another time where he had been under her and the tension was palpable. They were sparring, and she had pinned him to the mat. Alex had felt every bit of Sean underneath her. Their hips clashed involuntarily. They were already panting and sweating, the air was dizzying. Her lips brushed his. But a cell phone interrupted anything else that would've changed their relationship.
Oh, something had to distract Alex at that moment. The finished tattoo was as good as anything to take her mind off of Sean under her, warm, solid… stop. Alex began to move from Sean's lap, but her actions were too fast. She almost fell. He caught her with his strong hands on her hips. His dark hazel eyes met her brilliant blues for the first time since she sat on his lap. And that was the worst idea of the night.
It was a slow, yet powerful, magnet that pulled them closer. All thought processes were gone. Their parted lips were drawn to one another, and nothing could stop them from touching. Once they did, a fuse was lit. Hungry passion enveloped Sean and Alex. They kissed thoroughly, their hands roamed greedily, and their hips grinded finally. Heavy breaths, moans, and their bodies moving against one another echoed their ecstasy. Except as she ripped off her shirt and as he lifted them both out of the chair to move to the bedroom, there was a moment of hesitation.
Alex broke apart from the searing kiss, glancing at Sean in trepidation. Unsure of the situation, she dropped her feet to the ground. He continued to hold her close to him, and gently brushed her wild brown hair out of her face. The smile he gave her could've melted the coldest hearts. Instead, Alex averted her gaze. She pulled out of his arms, biting her lip, "We shouldn't have done that."
"What?" Sean attempted to take steps towards her. But when she crossed her arms over her chest in an effort to hide herself, he retreated
"I can't," Alex's voice hushed into a whisper, "I just can't."
"What do you mean you can't?" That time he did move to her. He needed to comfort her, ease the doubt that had crept into her mind. He didn't see the reason for it. Sean was in it for the long haul; she had to have known that. Alex said nothing. She stared at a spot on the floor in front of her. Sean shook his head, "Hey. Don't do that. Don't shut down. We're not gonna sit here in silence, ignoring the problem. Just talk to me, Alex. What are you so worried about?"
"Me," Alex eventually snapped, fury replacing her fear.
"What?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to ruin this. I don't have the greatest track record when it comes to relationships, Sean. I'm going to ruin this. I'm going to ruin us. It's happened twice before, and I don't… I don't want to lose you too. But that's the only thing I know how to do," Her eyes shone with unshed tears and intensity. She believed in every thought she expressed. There was no solution to her problems; there was no need to fight.
"Oh," Understanding, Sean couldn't help but reach for her. She didn't jerk away as he held her hand, and squeezed reassuringly, "First of all, I've seen you in action. You can do anything. And second of all, you're not going to ruin things. I lo… like you too much to let that happen. Nothing you do will ruin anything you have with me. I'm too stubborn to ever let you go without a fight."
Although she brought her eyes to his, Alex wasn't sure if she could accept that just yet. Sean cleared the remaining doubt with a kiss. The affection was more tender and loving than the first. The first was a kiss of finality. It expressed burning desire and the need to feel. That one, that one expressed love. The kiss between Sean and Alex solidified the natural progression of their relationship. Sure, they needed to talk more. And they needed to put words to all of their thoughts and emotions. However, for that moment, it was enough.
Sean lifted Alex again as their kiss grew more passionate; the two successfully made it to the bedroom that time around. Slowly, he lowered her onto the bed and worshiped her body in gentle kisses. She sighed in contentment, and relaxed. Allowing her heart to be open to him was a very, very, very, very, very good idea- really, very good. Sean had long ago earned Alex's trust. But it wasn't until that night, that he earned her whole heart as well.