Set anytime each couple is together. A Valentines Day special featuring Bonya, Salex, and Mikita.
Birkhoff had no idea what Sonya was ranting about, but he listened attentively anyway. Well, as attentive as he could be while she was in lacy pink underwear that emphasized her light brown skin. They had been kissing and undressing slowly, as they talked about inconsequential things. One topic led to another, and she excitedly began to talk about a videogame series he had never played. When he asked her a question about the story plot, she immediately got to her feet to passionately tell him about the intricacies of the whole gaming experience. He wasn't upset that they weren't kissing anymore. He'd gladly sit at the edge of the bed in his boxers and listen to her discuss something that made her so happy. It caused him to smile dreamily.
Sonya soon caught Birkhoff staring at her with that distracting grin on his lips. Her rant stuttered to a halt, and a blush crept along her cheeks. It was kind of jarring to be reminded how deeply he felt for her. She knew he loved her, of course. But seeing the expression plastered on his face stopped her heart. All those words and actions shared between them had built up to that moment- that expression. The love was so profound, all she could do was stare back at him. He chuckled quietly, and reached out a hand. She grabbed hold of it, letting him draw her in. His arms wrapped around her waist, while she entwined her fingers in the locks of his long hair. The dreamy smile was still plastered to his lips. In fact, it seemed to grow as she stepped closer.
She decided to wipe the expression of his face with a deep kiss. Videogame plotlines weren't the only things Sonya could be passionate about. She kissed Birkhoff good and slow, catching him momentarily off guard. Quickly recovering, he kissed her back and pulled her in even closer. The two ended up falling onto the mattresses, yet that didn't stop them. They simply readjusted and continued to smile into each kiss. Hands roamed smooth, warm skin. And limbs were entwined so much that it was nearly impossible for the couple to separate. They caressed and kissed tenderly, quiet declarations of love breathed between them.
Eventually, their underwear was removed and touches and kisses grew more bold. Necks, breasts, and thighs were paid special attention, turning breaths into moans. Despite the desperate call of their needy bodies, Sonya and Birkhoff intended to take their time. There was no need to rush love. It came steadily and powerfully, overwhelming them both. They might have been surprised by their feelings at first. But by the time they were worshiping each other's bodies, they found comfort in it. No matter what, they would hold onto one another with so much devotion and love there would be no heartbreak. It was only them and the joy they could reach together.
Sean and Alex crashed into the apartment, lips fiercely glued together. They had been arguing, or fighting, or bickering, something of that nature again. Honestly, when weren't they so overwhelmed with fierceness towards each other. At least they weren't attempting to kill one another anymore. They had shot past that urge, settling on one upping the other in passionate kisses and holds instead. Maybe the two hadn't really ever wanted to kill each other when they first met. They were just so confused by whatever they felt they figured it was violence. How else were they to describe that intense feeling. Tearing at clothing and kissing feverishly was a far better fiery passion to focus on, anyway. The pleasure they experienced was unlike any other.
Alex didn't know if she landed on the bed or the couch, and honestly she didn't care which. She yanked Sean down after her, their lips refusing to separate. Searing kisses lent to grabbing hands that ripped off clothing. It was an annoying barrier between their heated skin that had to be removed. They didn't mind if buttons tore or zippers ripped. They could mend their clothes later, or simply buy more (she certainly had the money to). All of their focus was on touching and kissing like there was no tomorrow. Because of their line of work, that asinine threat always hung over their heads.
That could've been what they had fought about. Whether it was Sean or Alex, one of them was a little too flippant about their lives out in the field. They didn't mean to be. The two were just certain that they would do anything to save the ones they cared about and loved. There had been so much loss in their lives, neither could take any more. However, they had to realize that others felt the same about them. No one could lose each other. The team was a family; a dysfunctional one made up of crazy friends and dramatic couples, but a family nonetheless. No one was alone, not with all the love they had built around them.
With their clothes finally removed, all of the couple's problems melted away. Whatever they had been arguing about was forgiven in an instant. Sean's and Alex's insistent kisses and caresses took hold of their attentions and hearts. They were consumed by one another. Enveloped in strong feelings and desires, there was no room for their past fierceness. Tenderness controlled their motions, as well as their need to express absolute and overwhelming love. Bickering was just a way the couple expressed their passion and devotion to one another. They had to break down the walls their stubbornness had built; their feelings had to be known. Fortunately, the intense satisfaction they reached together from kissing and touching the way they were was the perfect way to express that.
Nikita's bright laughter captured Michael's heart. He placed one last kiss to her thigh, and glanced up to see what had filled her with such joy. Although one hand remained tangled in his hair, the other was pushing at a pillow. Apparently, it had fallen on her face without either of them noticing until after she had come down from her high. He chuckled along with her, helping her move the pillow and her dark hair out of her face. The instant he did, her brown eyes met his green adoringly. She pulled him in for a passionate kiss, and urged him to roll on his back so she could give him the same attention he paid her.
Michael and Nikita were full of laughter, brightness, and moans as they kissed and caressed in bed. They had intended to go to sleep, actually able to turn in early for the night. Yet when had anything ever gone according to plan. The couple were just too wrapped in each other to completely rest. Jokes floated between them first, then sarcasm, then dares, and finally tender kisses and touches. Giggles punctuated each light verbal spar, overwhelming the two. The outside world and its troubles didn't exist in their bedroom. It was only them and the joy they could bring to one another.
The couple never knew how much they needed moments like that until they were in each other's arms, kissing thoroughly. It was so easy for one or both of them to be dragged under by their work. What Nikita and Michael were doing was important; it was always important. However, time to breathe and relax was the only way to survive. That, and having each other in their lives. The adoration and love they expressed could draw them out of the darkest places. They continuously expressed that the other was the strongest person they had ever met. But that was only because they had one another supporting them and protecting their heart.
Kissing and caressing was the simplest way for the couple to express everything they felt. Words had a history of being difficult for them, especially with their past. Michael and Nikita had spent so much time fighting against one another and their hearts. It was possibly stubbornness or hurt that held them back, yet that didn't matter anymore. They could laugh together then. They could kiss with abandon, and bring each other to new heights. Past pain was forgotten in the warmth of their loving embrace. Besides, there was a bright and happy future awaiting the couple. They could hold and kiss and laugh together forever. That was the kind of passion filled bliss they chased with intimate touches and holds. Love filled every once of their beings, from powerful kisses and thrusts that brought them to their peak to words of absolute divine devotion.