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kinktober #10 hickeys

Maddie tugged at the collar of her work shirt one last time, and groaned. It just didn't go high enough on her neck.

"Howie," she called, and he poked his head out of the bathroom, still in the middle of combing his hair. "I'm out of concealer, and look what you did," she said, pointing at the large, purple mark on her neck. He came over, chuckling as he leaned in to press a kiss to the exact spot.

"I seem to remember you encouraging me to make that one," he whispered, nuzzling at her neck, and making her weak in the knees all over again.

"I don't think I encouraged you that much," she said, and found herself getting momentarily lost in the moment. She could smell his aftershave, and it was heady and tantalizing. She wanted to fall back into bed with him, spend the whole day there.

She jerked back. "Oh my god, you're doing it again," she protested, but there was a wide smile on her lips, as well as on his. He grinned at her, waggling his eyebrows.

"Come on, what kind of couple would we be if you didn't have a hickey after a long weekend?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her. They kissed, another kiss that went on longer than they intended it to; another kiss that made her sigh, and melt into him.

"I wish we could just spend another day in bed," she whispered, and he nipped at her lip, his eyes getting lust filled.

"Me too, Maddie," he whispered, his hand slipping down to cup her ass, something else that made her gasp, and move closer to him. "Me too."

He leaned to kiss her hickey again, and she sighed at the touch. "But speaking of, I really have to get going if I'm going to beat the traffic," he whispered. "See you later?"

"I have an early shift so I'll probably sleep at my place," she hedged. "You're welcome to come there but it doesn't really make sense for you to do that."

"It doesn't have to make sense," he whispered, leaning in to grab another passionate kiss, his hand on the back of her head, under her hair. "But I hear you. We should both get some sleep."

She nodded, momentarily silenced by how much she wanted to get back into bed. She was aching between her thighs, and as his fingers slid up to lightly caress her breasts and pinch her nipples, she knew that getting through work today would be absolute torture.

"You're just teasing me now," she managed, coming out of her haze to see him walking over to grab his duffel.

"I need to give you something to think about while you're at work today," he said, still grinning. "Okay, I really do have to go now."

She stepped forward, reaching her arms out. "One more kiss goodbye," she requested, and he quickly moved to meet her. His lips touched hers, and he gently booped her nose as he pulled away.

"I'll see you later," he said, and slipped out.

Maddie went back to the mirror, her lust filled haze finally lifting as she saw how messed up her hair had become. She still had plenty of time before she had to leave, so it was fine, but still...she really lost herself around Howie. And it was a good feeling. She gently touched her hickey, wondering if foundation would work to cover it up.

Spoiler alert: it didn't.

She walked into work with a scarf on, something that had Josh's eyebrows halfway up his forehead the instant he spotted her. "Oh come on, Maddie," he said, slipping away from his desk to grab a refill of coffee and walk with her to the breakroom as she put up her things. "You think we were born yesterday?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said, but the flush on her cheeks said differently.

"Oh, ho, ho," he chortled. "We see right through that scarf. It's cute, but it's obvious. You, ma'am, have a hickey."

"Would you hush?" She asked, blushing harder. "Yes, okay, we might have gotten a little carried away, but is it really a big deal?"

"I don't know, is it?" Josh asked, and she rolled her eyes, tugging her scarf to the side to show him. He whistled, his eyes widening. "That's a big deal, Maddie. Why didn't you just use concealer?"

"I'm out, and foundation just made it worse," she said, tugging the scarf back into place. "Even if the reasons for wearing the scarf are obvious, at least it's not visible. No one but you would say anything anyway."

"Hey, maybe I'm just jealous," Josh shrugged, taking a sip of coffee. "God knows I want someone to spend my weekends with."

"I'm sure you'll have someone in no time," Maddie said, patting his shoulder. "Come on, you're a great guy, with great cheekbones. It'll happen."

"Sadly LA guys aren't looking for cheekbones," Josh lamented. "They're so common around here."

"When was the last time you went out?" She asked. Josh shrugged.

"I mean, I've been on dates," he said. "Dates are a dime a dozen. Things that lead anywhere, those are a lot harder to find."

"You want me to try and set you up?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm having dinner with Chim and my brother in a few weeks, I'm sure that between us we can find you someone."

"No, god no," Josh shuddered. "The only worse than first dates are first dates that are a setup. Believe me, you don't want to ruin our friendship just from trying to find me someone. But, if the dinner invitation is open, I'm down to join you guys. Finally meet the famous Chimney Han."

"You've met him," she scolded. "Just not at length."

"I'd be happy to come," he finished. "Just let me know that date."

"I will," she replied, and he grinned.

She spent most of her shift tugging at the scarf. Linda whispered a "You go girl" when she passed her desk on the way to clock in, and while Sue raised an eyebrow, she didn't say anything.

Maddie finished her shift in decent spirits, stretching at her desk before standing up. It was dark outside, and she took her time getting her belongings together.

She wished that she'd walk outside and find Howie standing there, but she knew he was still at work. He had hours to go before it was over.

She did not miss twenty-four hour shifts in the least. As much as she'd loved being a nurse, those days had been exhausting, and depleting. She was very happy with her eight hours now, even if it felt like less days off. She was just glad she got to sleep normal hours again.

She reached her car before her phone buzzed, and she slid her finger to unlock it. There was a text from Howie, and she smiled before she'd even opened it. I hope you're having a good day it simply read, and a few seconds later a picture came in. He was holding his collar open, pulling his t shirt down, showing her the light bruise on his chest. She gasped, racking her brain, and flushed hard. Yes, she did actually remember leaving that.

She texted back, fingers flying. Josh had a few laughs at my scarf

(Chimney) You ended up going with the scarf? That one is always a tough sell

(Maddie) You're one to talk, at least I put mine in a discreet place

(Chimney) I didn't hear any complaints at the time

(Maddie) At the time, there weren't any

A pause. She figured it had just gotten busy again, not taking it personally. She was halfway home before another text came in, and her car's bluetooth read it for her as she drove.

(Chimney) Wish I could give you another…

She let the words wash over her, feeling her cheeks warm.

She'd never enjoyed having hickeys when it was Doug. They were too close to the bruises he'd left all over her body, and they were always a result of him trying to punish her. If she'd ever been "Too nice" to a male patient and he somehow heard about it (and somehow he always did) he'd always come home with vengeance on his mind, making sure she knew "who she belonged to".

Sitting at a red light, Maddie didn't like where her mind had gone, and she tried to get Doug out of it, remembering exercises from therapy. Think of a good memory to replace the bad one. Breathe in, breathe out. Take your time, don't feel bad if it takes you a few minutes to get to a better place.

She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, letting herself come back to normal.

She was at the point where it was left to go home or right to go to the 118.

She bit her lip, considering. And then she turned right.

The team was in when she got there, and Buck crowed in surprise to see her. "I'd say you were here to see your little brother, but I'm not a fool," he said, giving her a side hug. "He's upstairs cleaning the kitchen, don't take too long saying hello."

"Oh, hush," she said, her cheeks already scarlet. She could see his eyes on the scarf, and she knew that he wasn't fooled.

Howie hadn't heard Buck's loud greeting, because he was still at the sink when Maddie walked in. "Hey, lover boy," she said, voice soft, and he swung around in surprise.

"Maddie?" He asked, his eyes crinkling in a simle. "What are you doing here?"

"I decided to take a chance that you'd be here," she said, smiling in return. "I hit a blue spot on the way home and I didn't want to be alone tonight."

"Well, we just finished eating," he said. "You hungry? I can grab you a bowl."

"No, I'm good," she said. "I ate."

He smiled at her, and she could tell from how tensely his arms were folded that he was holding himself back from embracing her.

"The things I want to do to you right now," she whispered, and his face went red hot.

"I know it's slow, but that can change in a second," he warned her, stepping forward.

"Why don't we go outside, just for a few minutes?" She asked. "Do you have time?"

"In theory," he replied, and they walked down the stairs, ignoring Buck's holler.

"Be right back, Bobby," Howie called, and Bobby waved from his office. She could see his smile and knew that he didn't mind her coming over sometimes, as long as they didn't overdo it. It's not like Athena didn't make a healthy amount of visits to the fire station.

She slid her hand into Howie's, and they walked down to the parking lot, and he leaned her against her car, his hands on her waist.

"You want to talk about your blue moment?" He asked, his lips nuzzling her cheeks, traveling down to her neck.

"Just unwelcome memories," she said, trying to catch his lips, but he moved too fast, settling his mouth on another tender spot of her neck, sucking lightly. "I used my therapy techniques, I'm really just interested in...this." She gasped, letting the feelings wash over her as he continued to kiss her neck.

"Happy to oblige," he whispered, and finally came up to her lips. She kissed him hard, her hands on his neck, keeping him close.

He slowly pulled away, kissing her hands. "I have to get back," he said regretfully, smoothing a lock of hair behind her ear. "Wish I could stay out here all night."

"I know," she said, licking her lips. "I just wanted to give you something to think about during the rest of your shift."

He grinned, knowing she'd got him, and smacked her ass as she started to open her car door. "You're good, Maddie Buckley," he said. "But I'm better." He winked, nodding at her neck, and she gasped, tugging the scarf off to look in the car mirror. He'd gotten her again, and while pretended indignation, whacking his arm with her scarf as he laughed, she was glad he'd given her another mark of his affection.

It was time to go home, but at least she had these moments to keep her warm that night.