After heading to their shelter to pick up their small supply of toiletries, Sayid and Rebekah walked to the hatch. Once inside they heading towards the shower, passing Jack who was bandaging a still-unconscious Sawyer.

Once inside the large shower, they began removing their clothes which they tossed out the door onto a pile. Rebekah grimaced and lightly touched the forming bruises on the front of her hips. Sayid took her hands in his and guided her under the faucet. He turned on the water and they both made contented noises as the cool water rushed over them.

The water warmed up and Sayid put some shampoo on his hands and gently worked them through Rebekah's hair. She wrapped her arms around him and moved her lips to his for a soft and slow kiss.

Sighing, Rebekah leaned back from him and grabbing the washcloth, lathered it up and began rubbing it on Sayid's neck and torso as he wasked his own hair. Sayid groaned and leaned against the wall as Rebekah cleaned lower. When she was done, he took the cloth from her and returned the favor, running it over her, finishing with her center, which he rubbed a bit too long. Rebekah gasped as Sayid tossed the cloth aside and began gently stroking her with his hand instead. She leaned forward to nibble his neck as he rubbed her clit with his thumb and slowly worked a finger into her. She could feel Sayid already hard against her... Rebekah moved up to nibble his ear.

"I want you so much…" she whispered into his ear, "I left them at…"

"Shh… you will have me…"

Rebekah gripped his shoulders and gently rocked against his hand. She wanted so badly to grab his cock and move it so that he could thrust into her like he so badly wanted. Instead she snaked one hand down to wrap her hand around him, and gave him firm strokes. Soon they were both moaning and thrusting with increased vigor.

"I am going to…"

"Me too," gasped Rebekah.

With a groan Sayid came, and Rebekah followed, clenching around his fingers and pressing against them in an attempt to get them deeper, she gasped out his name and fell against him. They stayed there for a while, Rebekah leaning against Sayid who leaned against the wall, waiting for their breathing to return to normal, and waiting for their legs to work properly again.

Finally, after another long kiss, Sayid turned off the water and they towled off. They pulled on their clothes and began walking to the exit, once again passing Jack, but also a now-conscious Sawyer, who grinned at them from his position on a couch and asked "Have fun?" They ignored him.

When they got back to their shelter, Rebekah rushed inside with Sayid in tow. She had one thing on her mind as she flopped onto the bed, pulling Sayid with her. They took each other's mouths in a passionate kiss and Rebekah worked her hands under his shirt, pulling it up. He leaned back and pulled it off, then removed hers as well. He leaned back down to nibble her neck and lick his way to one of her nipples. Rebekah twisted her fingers into his hair and moaned as Sayid scraped his teeth against the hard peak before he licked and sucked it. She could feel herself already getting sopping wet. But then, just looking into Sayid's eyes was enough to make her want to...

"Sayid!"

Sayid jumped about a foot straight into the airand grabbed for the nearest piece of cloth which he placed over Rebekah's chest before jumping up and spinning around to face an intruder…

"Ethira! WHAT are you doing here?" he yelled.

Ethira (very understandably) looked ready to bolt and never return. Instead she stuttered out "M-Michael told me t-to get you… f-f-food and w-wood r-run…"

Sayid sighed. Right… he'd said he'd go on another run for supplies… but food runs tended to involve a jungle sleepover, since a very long walk was required to get to a tree that still had fruit or to find a boar… Sayid sighed. "You will have to knock"

He turned to face Rebekah, whose chest rose and fell rapidly and whose face looked absolutely devastated. "I am so sorry… but I have to go. I promised I'd help gather more food and wood…" He leaned down to kiss her softly.

"It's ok…" Rebekah whispered, "She kind of ruined the mood."

"I love you," he whispered back.

"I know…" She lightly brushed her lips against his. "I love you too. Now go get us some fruit you fucking tease. Oh, you should probably remove Ethira too, by the way, before I kill her."

"Will do… bye."

"Bye."

Sayid pulled a shirt on and left, and Ethira thankfully ran off to who-knows-where.

Rebekah groaned and hopped off the bed. She removed the rest of her clothes. She picked up her brush meaning to soothe down her now-puffy hair. She stared at the handle… God she wanted to ram it into herself. She growled and threw it aside. She flopped back onto the bed and pulled the covers over her, gripping them tightly. So… much… frustration…