A/N: Hello all! It's been a while! I had to take a breather after the finale and with work I really haven't had time to write much. A couple weeks back, my twitter group and I were bouncing prompts around and this one struck a nerve with me, so I wrote it all in one sitting! It's definitely the most explicit thing I've written, so be warned! Anyway, it's another AU, but at least this is a one shot. Enjoy, and please let me know if you enjoyed it!
There were many perks that Dr. Juliet Higgins enjoyed being a tenured professor of epidemiology at the University of Hawaii; a generous salary, incomparably stacked benefits, and an aura of respect that followed her title and her expertise in her field. Unfortunately, her status with the university somehow did not allow her to choose who took up residence in the offices next to her own, but that hadn't really been an issue until he had been gifted with the equally spacious office adjacent to hers.
At first, Thomas Magnum had seemed like an all around hero. He had been recognized at the convocation for university staff at the beginning of the semester where the president of UH had enthusiastically announced that Magnum would be joining them as a guest lecturer for the year to lend his expertise to the criminal justice department. It had been explained that he had spent time in the military, and that he had been decorated for his service overseas. He had smiled proudly at the president's words, and Juliet had remembered thinking that he was incredibly handsome, and even though he had been wearing a suit she could tell how well built he was.
The moment they actually met, her impression of him drastically changed. He had come by her office after moving into his own to introduce himself, but she had been moving files around and had been startled by his presence, promptly dropping mounds of paper onto the floor. She berated him for not knocking before he teased her about how 'British and uptight' she was, and they had mostly been at war since. He always played loud music in his office whenever he was 'working', purely because he knew how much she hated it, he had paid off a couple of students to play pranks on her during a lecture, and he would come by in the afternoons when he knew she was grading just to annoy her. She in turn had reported him to the board of trustees and spoken with the criminal justice department head. She had been quite firm with Dr. Green on her hatred of Magnum, but he just reminded her that Magnum's position was only for the year. Upon further badgering he had agreed to speak with Magnum about letting up on being bothersome.
That discussion, if it had even taken place, had proven to be somewhat ineffective. He had let up on the pranks and the loud music, but he still came by her office in the afternoons to be a nuisance, and this afternoon was no different.
"Hey, Higgy! Finished grading your midterms yet? With how harsh you are I bet no one in your class made above a C."
She looked up at him in the doorway with a huff, "Get out, Magnum. I have work to do. Something you know nothing about."
He chuckled a little, crossing his muscled arms as he leaned against the door casually, "Oh come on now, Higgy, that's not fair. I do my share of work, I just don't grade as much work as you because I don't feel the need to give my kids a paper every week. You should try easing up some time."
"Stop calling me that abhorrent nickname. I have asked you to stop more times than I can account. Now, If you would kindly leave so I can finish my-"
"Take a break from that so we can go get a smoothie. The new place in the food court actually has great ones. It's more fun to go with a friend anyways."
She scoffed at that comment, "I can't stand you, Magnum. I'm not sure how you believe that we're friends."
"Well, I guess that is partially true. You definitely couldn't stand after I was finished with you on Friday."
Juliet's cheeks flushed beet red. She hadn't been prepared for that comment, or for the rush of emotions and the memories that came with it. The month before, they had run into each other at a faculty social and had both had a bit too much to drink. Thomas had outright told her that her tightly-coiled demeanor was a turn on, and that he had found her to be insanely hot. In response, the liquid courage she had been drinking all night had prompted her to disclose that she had always wondered what it would be like to run her hands and mouth all over his finely-chiseled body. He had replied that she was more than welcome to find out, and the next thing she knew she had woken up in his bed naked the following morning.
She had been frantic with embarrassment, yelling and screaming at him about how it was all a grave mistake and they could never speak of what had happened ever again. However, two weeks later the 'grave mistake' had happened again, and now it had become sort of an unspoken arrangement that their Friday evenings were spent in his bed. It was a truce of some sort; the one part of their week where they just gave in to their undeniable physical chemistry and took care of each other's needs. There was always very little discussion during their trysts, and Juliet had made it clear that if he ever spoke of what they did to anyone else she would personally castrate him.
"You are quite aware that you are not to discuss our- meetings- at all! Especially at our place of employment! Someone could hear you, and I am not going to be publicly embarrassed by being tied to you in that way."
Magnum gave her a cocky smirk, "Hey, that's just a low blow. You love our- what did you call them? 'Meetings'? I know that you have a block of time listed as 'unavailable' on your digital calendar on Friday afternoons just so you can preen yourself before coming over to my place. And besides that, you wouldn't keep coming over if you didn't want it. It's the highlight of your week."
Juliet was speechless. What an arrogant heathen! She would show him...
"Well, I regret to inform you of this Magnum, but I've decided that our recent escapades will be coming to an end. I do not need you, and there are far better men that I could choose to spend my time with. I hope you enjoyed Friday evening, because it's the last time we will be seeing each other outside of this building."
To her surprise Magnum only shrugged, "If that's what you'd like, Juliet, I'll respect it. I would never force you into anything you didn't want. Thank you for the few times we had. It was easily the best sex I've had."
And with that, he was out of her office.
Higgins was about to crawl up a wall. Ever since her conversation with Magnum on Tuesday afternoon, she had been more frustrated than ever. It was now 7 o'clock on Friday evening. Now was typically the time that she'd be finishing up getting ready to head over to Magnum's, but since she was staying true to her words, she had poured herself a glass of wine and was scrolling through Netflix trying to find an acceptable movie to watch. A part of her wished that she hadn't told Thomas that she no longer wanted to continue on with their Friday night sessions. It was true that she looked forward to them all week, especially when he had been teasing her more than usual. She used their time together to release the tension they built up over the week, and now that she wouldn't be getting that opportunity, she'd have to figure something else out. He had still bugged her the rest of the week like he usually did, even deciding to sit in on her Friday morning lecture in the back of the room and make dramatic facial expressions as she taught. The man was simply infuriating; and way too handsome for his own good.
She thought back to his comment about how their sessions had been the best sex he'd had. Surely that had to be a lie. He must have just said it to rile her up even more, maybe get her to change her mind. It was always good though… amazing even, and he always made sure that she came at least three times before he finished, and usually it was more than that. He had offered for her to stay over a couple of the nights as well, given that they usually finished up in the wee hours of the morning, but Juliet had always insisted that she was fine to go home. Staying over would have just complicated matters further.
Oh, but she did want him… he had a body to die for and he definitely knew what he was doing in bed. Going over to his place now would completely undermine her self-respect though, and it would basically be telling him that he had won whatever game they had been playing; and she knew darn well that she was not going to lose to Thomas Magnum.
A knock on her door around ten startled Juliet awake. She had fallen asleep to the film she had been watching and sleepily rubbed her eyes as she racked her brain for who could possibly be at her door at this hour. Feeling slightly nervous, she tip-toed to the front door and looked through the peep-hole to see who it was.
She was shocked to find Magnum standing on her porch in a black t-shirt and some sweatpants.
Opening the door, she gave him a puzzled expression, "What are you doing here? I told you there would be no more of our little romps. You woke me up!"
"I need you, and I'm going to burst if I don't have you in the next five minutes. Please, Juliet! You can't tell me that you didn't miss coming over tonight. We both need this, you know we do."
Juliet sighed deeply and studied him. He was wearing the cologne that made her weak, and he was freshly shaved and showered. She could see the outline of his pecs in the t-shirt, and the moonlight did wonders to his biceps. When she looked up and met his eyes, she saw something in them that she had never seen before- desperation. His eyes were pleading with her to let him in both literally and figuratively.
He spoke again, "If you really want me to leave, I will, but I couldn't just sit at home tonight and not try. I needed to come and see you."
Juliet let out a deep breath, surrendering to what she had wanted all night with one word.
"Ok."
Thomas looked a little surprised, "Are you sure?"
She gave him a curt nod, and that was all he needed, stepping through the doorway and wrapping her up in his arms for a demanding kiss. Their tongues dueled as they kissed deeply, finally releasing some of the pent up energy from the past week. Thomas managed to shut the front door before promptly pinning Juliet against it. He grabbed both of her wrists in one of his hands and held them above her head, "Keep them there," he whispered.
Juliet was about to offer a rebuttal when his lips attached themselves to the pulse point of her neck and that little sweet spot below her ear. Her words were lost in a loud moan as he sucked and left little bites. They had previously agreed to no marks anywhere that was visible, and he was blatantly breaking that rule, but in that moment, Juliet couldn't have cared less.
He quickly broke away from her in order to get rid of his sweatpants, boxers, and her sleep shorts before picking her up so that her back was against the door and her legs were wrapped around his waist, his prominent erection probing at her center.
"I told you I was ready, Higgy," he murmured, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her wet folds, "I've never wanted anyone this badly."
"Oh God," she breathed, panting heavily when he tapped his cock on her clit, "Thomas… please."
She was wriggling in his arms, trying to push herself onto him. They had never gone for the main event this quickly before (and up against her front door no less), but the desire to have him inside of her was mind numbing.
She was so slick with arousal that he slid inside so easily, pushing himself as far as he could go. They both groaned in pleasure at the sensation, and Juliet wrapped her arms around him tightly as they took a few seconds to bask in the feeling of finally being joined.
"I've been thinking about you all day," he whispered, beginning to slowly move inside of her, "Nothing is better than the feeling of being inside of you… nothing."
"I almost went over to your apartment earlier," she said quietly, "I decided against it because I'm not one to lose. Especially not to you."
Thomas laughed and gifted her with a hard thrust that caused her to see stars, "I'm pretty sure we're both winning here, Higgy."
"Enough," she growled, "Fuck me."
Wordlessly, he took both of her hands again and stretched them over her head, this time lacing his fingers through her own as he used his body weight and the strength of her legs around his waist to keep holding her up as he began to pound into her relentlessly.
Something about this time was more intimate than the rest. Juliet took a note of that when his eyes locked with hers as he rolled his hips and hit the sweet spot inside of her. She didn't know if it was the fact that they were holding hands or if it was the prolonged eye contact, but this felt deeper than one of their scheduled hookups. She had felt a shift in the air around them. It was almost as if there were feelings involved this time… real emotions.
Thomas dropped his forehead against hers, nuzzling his nose against her, "I can't last much longer, Jules. I'm sorry but- it just feels too good."
"I'm right there," she mumbled against his lips, "And I'm all yours."
Her words sent him over the edge. He snapped his hips into hers twice more before spilling himself inside of her as he felt her walls clamping around him as she reached her own release. After the waves had subsided, Thomas lowered their arms so that he could hold onto her tightly and walked with her towards the couch before plopping down onto it.
Juliet hugged him fiercely and made no moves to remove herself from his lap, but she suddenly registered that they were both still wearing tops, and it was especially important that Thomas be rid of his. His chest and abs were some of her favorite things about his body.
Sitting up straight, she began to ruck up his t-shirt, divesting him of the only thing between her and his gloriously smooth torso. Throwing his shirt and her own onto the floor somewhere, she met his eyes again briefly before leaning down to kiss and lick at his chest, swirling her tongue around his nipple before kissing it gently.
"Do you feel it?" He whispered, "Our connection... you have to."
"Tonight I do," she replied quietly, "Most definitely."
He pulled her up to meet him for a kiss, "I really like you, Juliet. I always have. I guess we just got off on the wrong foot and… I was so nervous around you that I just decided that acting like a jackass was the easiest way to talk to you."
"It certainly got my attention," she added sarcastically, "But not in the best way at all."
"I know, I know," he said, "I promise you that I'm not a horrible guy. I'd really like to get to know you more… I mean, I already know your body fairly well by now but…"
She swatted his chest playfully before lowering her tone, "Well, If you're a good boy tonight, that may very well be in the cards."
He kissed her once more, he had a plan that would have her delirious with pleasure by the night's end, "I'd love to take you over there on your counter, but we'll save that for another time. Why don't you bring me to your bed?"
She smiled slyly and got up from his lap, her legs still a little shaky, and took his hand to pull him into her bedroom. She quickly used the bathroom before coming back to join him on her plush king mattress. Thomas was already starting to get hard again, and the warmth in her core couldn't wait to have him back inside of her. She moved to position herself astride him before he stopped her.
"Ah, ah, ah, Higgy. There's no way we can go the rest of the night without me tasting you. I'm in the mood for a treat."
He quickly scooted down on the bed until his head was directly underneath her dripping center, and he wrapped his arms around her thighs to steady her, "Come on, babe, let me have it."
Juliet's eyes rolled back into her head when he pulled her onto his face, his tongue immediately going to work. He circled her clit and licked a wide path up from her entrance before plunging his tongue inside of her.
"Don't-don't stop…God, Thomas, please don't stop," she breathed. She couldn't think at all, everything was just too intense, and just when she thought it couldn't get any better he brought two of his fingers around to push inside of her as his mouth focused solely on sucking her clit into his mouth.
"Come all over me," he mumbled against her, "I'm going to drink in every drop."
And she did. It was probably one of the hardest orgasms she'd ever had in her life. Spots danced across her vision as Thomas continued to work her through her climax, kissing her sensitive apex as she came down from her high.
Once that orgasm had subsided, Juliet could feel that her arousal was still as present as ever. She wanted to ride his cock. Badly.
It was almost as if Thomas could read her mind because he moved his body back up the bed so that his erection was directly below her entrance.
Juliet wasted no time sinking down onto him, crying out as she did so. He fit her so perfectly. She quickly rode him, bouncing on top of him with her eyes screwed shut, one hand on his chest to brace herself, and the other buried in her blonde curls to try to stay grounded. Thomas cupped her breasts as she moved, running his thumbs across her hardened nipples before tugging on them, and before she knew it she was coming again. It had taken her completely by surprise, but the tug on her nipples had seemed to do the trick.
She switched to doing circles on his cock as she rode out her orgasm, and it was everything Thomas could do to not burst at the feel of her walls massaging his throbbing member.
"Good girl," he praised, "I want you to come as much as you'd like. Do you want us to come at the same time again like we did earlier?"
She nodded sloppily since words were unmanageable as his hands came to hold her hips still, "Ready?"
He began thrusting up into her at a rapid pace, hitting her g-spot with every stroke. The sound of their skin slapping against one another filled the room, and Thomas sneaked one of his hands between them to play with her clit, determined to bring her over the edge once again.
"Yes, Magnum!" She sobbed, bracing herself on his ribs as the wave began to crest once more, and this time when she tumbled over the edge, Thomas willingly went with her, reveling in the sensations of Juliet coming undone on top of him.
Higgins fell on his chest when they had finished, completely spent. Thomas held her to him, rubbing her back gently as they regulated their breathing.
"So, was I behaved?" He joked.
"You were very well behaved," she chuckled, "Tonight has been absolutely wonderful."
"I couldn't agree more," he replied, "So, does this mean you're open to exploring a relationship with me? No more petty games? Just you and I enjoying each other."
"That sounds nice…" she began, "I just have one stipulation though."
"What's that?"
She smirked devilishly, "You clean me up in the shower."
Thomas pulled her in for a lingering kiss before picking her up again and heading towards the bathroom, "I think I can manage that."