Set sometime in season 3. Just some Salex silliness.

Were they really that surprised that they tumbled into bed together. It wasn't as though the afternoon wouldn't lead there anyway. But they at least thought they could've had dinner, maybe even a date, first. Who were they kidding. The two had the rest of the day off from any Division duties. Shadownet was doing the heavy lifting for their latest case, so they didn't have to feel guilty for accepting Ryan's offer. They could enjoy some downtime together, possibly pretend they were a normal couple for once. Since when were they normal, though. There was always something brewing between them.

Sean started it. He teased Alex for the amount of times her right arm had been broken. In his defense, he was right; her right arm and wrist had been snapped and twisted more times than anyone could count. Yet she wasn't going to take the joke lying down. She dared him to teach her how to protect that side of her body- if he even could. So after moving aside the furniture and changing into sweats, the couple were sparring in the middle of the livingroom. He wasn't that terrible of a teacher (Michael and Nikita were certainly better). However, she was a terrible student. Every instruction he gave her, was met with sarcasm.

Doing his best to ignore her, Sean got Alex to not lead her attacks so heavily with her right side. She was just having too much fun messing with him to really listen. Besides, Nikita had already been working with her since she had recovered from her gunshot wound. The muscles were still sore, leading the rogue to help the young woman adjust to utilizing her left side more. She had been improving greatly. Her Navy Seal boyfriend didn't need to teach her anything. Yet the day spent with him was so joyful, why would she make it stop. Especially when his eye roll made her giggle brightly.

A few more jabs of words and fists landed before Sean caught onto Alex's actions. She wasn't as slick as she had thought. Alright, he had to admit that she was. But her proud smirks and uncontained laughter gave her away. Instead of calling her out on it, he joined in on the fun. Their actions weren't a sparring lesson anymore. Their holds and strikes weren't necessarily skilled or practiced. The two were simply teasing and joking like they were kids. He playfully smacked her on the ass. She gave him a wet-willy. He lightly pulled her hair. And she pinched his nose. Giggles and shrieks filled the air between them. The couple was swept up by the silliness they had created together.

Eventually, kisses were added to the poking and teases. They were quick pecks to the lips, cheeks, and foreheads, before pulling away out of reach. The two began to play some sort of game of tag. They'd chase, and grab, and escape, trading kisses and laughs. Alex was a bit nimbler on her feet than Sean. There were moments where he'd stumble, and couldn't land the kisses that he wanted. She didn't take any pity on him. She jumped away from his latest attempt to pull her into his arms, landing a bit awkwardly on the coffee table. Whereas he grew concerned that the furniture was going to break and she was going to fall, she prepared herself for her next attack. She leapt on him, and they both tumbled to the ground.

He was stunned to say the least. But she was giggling triumphantly. Sean had landed on his back, with Alex more or less on top of him. She situated herself so that her hips straddled his, and she sat herself upright. Her hair had slipped out of its hair-tie, the light brown waves floating around her. He reached up to run his fingers through the long locks, but she pushed down on his broad shoulders. Blue eyes sparkled daringly at him. He hadn't turned away from one of her challenges yet. He definitely wasn't going to start then.

In a quick, fluid movement, Sean flipped Alex onto her back. She didn't mind the new position at all. She relished in it, pulling him down for a long, slow kiss. He returned the affection, hands beginning to roam along her sides. She entangled their legs together, and brought her hips sharply upwards to meet his. When a small gasp escaped him, she giggled once more. The two didn't have a lot of moments like that together. Their work with Division led to more complicated emotions and situations than they cared to have. They had their team to help them shoulder the burden, but that still didn't leave much time to laugh. The fact that they had that bright moment in each other's arms was special. They weren't going to take it for granted.

His lips traveled to her jaw and her neck, and she yanked at his t-shirt. While he nipped and kissed, her fingers traced along his muscled abdomen and ribs. Alex got him to moan slightly as her hands played with the waistband of his sweats. Sean pressed his hips into hers, and she wiggled against him. She had been the initiator all afternoon, but it was time for him to take up the mantle. He hoped to his feet, and pulled her up with him. Kissing her passionately and thoroughly, he walked her towards the bedroom. She helped guide him, excitedly on the same page.

They weren't that graceful as they pushed each other into bed. But what did they expect as they tore at pants and t-shirts. His sweatpants were easiest to pull off, the fabric hanging loose around his hips. He kicked them free of his legs as he tugged at her curve-hugging leggings. Alex laughed at his very determined efforts. She helped him out, then brought him into her for another tender kiss. The need for more clothing to come off melted with the affection. Sean held her close to him, caressing her warm, smooth skin. She hummed contentment into their kiss, and his lips lifted.

Slowly- well, as slowly as they were willing to take it- their shirts and underwear were removed. They dared not to separate from the powerful press of their lips for long. Caresses grew more bold, massaging and touching tantalizingly. Moans escaped on hot breaths between kisses. The couple were a tangle of limbs that were desperate to bring them ever so closer. Yet Sean and Alex held off for just a moment longer. They wanted their bliss to last, to thoroughly enjoy the happiness they had shown to one another. What better way to emphasize that than by kissing and touching languidly.

When it all became too hot, hard, and wet to handle, a condom was grabbed from the nightstand. The protection was slipped into place, and the couple's hips finally joined. Alex set the gentle and steady rhythm, holding tightly to his defined biceps and gyrating slowly. Sean supported her movements, while his arms reached around her waist and pulled her closer. Bodies rolled, breaths moaned, and kisses expressed desire and love. Their teasing sparring hadn't stopped completely, if light pinches, playful smacks, and silly giggles were anything to judge by. They were simply compelled by joy to drive each other mad with powerful thrusts and passionate kisses. Their competition to one up each other never really stopped.

There would be no loser, however. As the couple's rhythm and hips grew frantic and needy, they tumbled over the edge. Breathy confessions passed through pressed lips and encouraging caresses. Alex and Sean rode their highs together, until their hips couldn't take much more of it. They had to catch their breaths, foreheads pressed together. Hazel and blue eyes connected, and brilliant smiles bloomed. Their laughter bounced even fuller around the room. The two were just so indescribably happy to be able to lay in each other's arms, smiling and joking. It was a feeling they never wanted to go away.