Disclaimer : I own nothing, guys at WB and NBC do. I just borrow to have fun…
I also changed the rating as it was not really the appropriate one.
"We still haven't discussed that payback you owe me…" Abby reminded him a little out of breath. His lips on her neck had reminded her of the love bite he had previously left there. She felt him chuckle and the seemingly cooler air on her wet skin sent shivers down her spine.
"Payback?" Luka looked her straight in the eyes. "Yeah, I remember you mentioning that."
"Do you feel up to it?" As she talked, she ran a finger down his throat. When she reached his tie, she yanked at the knot and pulled it over his head.
"Depends…" He smiled as he watched his tie hit the ground.
"So you're not so sure anymore." She shook her head at him. "I knew you would chicken out." She teased him while helping him out of his vest.
"Well, we can negotiate. I'm open to discussion." He answered. He looked at her as she worked on the tiny buttons of his shirt.
"So you're game…" She wondered. He slowly nodded and licked his lips.
"I only have two conditions…" He warned her.
"Ah, here it comes…" She raised one eyebrow. "Spit it out, I'll see if we can reach an agreement…"
"First it has to take place tonight…"
"Well that's not an issue. There is nothing like the present, I collect my debts quickly." She dismissed the objection with a little smile and went on unbuttoning his shirt. She pulled hard to free it from his pants. He chuckled at her intense concentration.
"And second, no visible marks…" His remark made her stop at the last button. She frowned at him.
"So it's okay for you to brand me, but I'm not allowed to do the same. That's what I call unfair, Kovac. I'm very disappointed." She slowly shook her head in disapproval. "Actually I'm thinking that this deserves an additional punition."
"Like what?" He huskily wondered, his imagination already in overdrive.
"Like you get to be naked first, Mister." With a mischievous smile, she divested him from his shirt.
"That's not a problem, I'm not shy." He looked down at his bare chest and at her hand on the buckle of his belt. "And I guess that's a good thing."
"Oh yeah! A very good thing." She gave a good yank and theatrically removed the belt, letting it fall on the floor.
"You have it far easier than me." He noted.
"Oh, poor baby! Really?" Undeterred she opened the button of his pants. He grabbed her hands before she could go any further.
"Yeah, really! I'm standing here while you're comfortably seated on this counter."
"Who put me on the counter?" She reminded him. He shrugged.
"And this kind of top is a bad idea." He pointed at her black sweater. "I can't kiss you and get rid of it at the same time." She sighed.
"At your age, one would expect that you had developed a good technique for that…" She leaned back and looked at him through half-closed eyes. "I guess I have to teach you… But first, get rid of your shoes."
"You like to boss me around…" He said as he followed her orders.
"Yeah, call that payback for all the times, I can't do it at work. And you don't really seem to complain." She watched him intently as he removed his pants. "You can even read my mind. That's a good thing for the rest of the night."
"But now you're terribly overdressed…"
"Well I get the lead tonight. So I decide what happens next. Agreed?" She moved closer to the counter's edge.
"Agreed." He nodded.
"Good." She smiled at him. "Now I'd say, it's time for your lesson."
"My lesson? That sounds very promising." He flashed her his sexiest smile. She looked at him and licked her lips. "Lady, I can see the naughty thoughts going through your mind." He pointed his finger at her.
"And do you like what you see?" She teasingly wondered.
"I certainly do. So what am I supposed to do now?"
"Hmm..." She dreamingly observed him.
"So?" He waited for her answer, but she seemed lost in her contemplation. "What?"
"I could get used to that." He raised an eyebrow. "You being my slave…" She explained. "It's very thrilling."
"Yeah, I bet it is." He laughed. "But as much as I like you watching me, I'm getting a little cold, so if we could move to the next step… I promise I'll behave." He put his hand on his heart and moved closer.
"Well, there is this perplexing matter about me being overdressed. It sure isn't fair to you."
"That's true."
"But then, will you manage to free me from my evil top?" She thoughtfully tapped a finger against her lips and her gaze once more ran over him.
"With proper tutoring, I'm sure I'll succeed." He teasingly answered. "I think you enjoy me being half naked in your bathroom a little too much."
"Well who wouldn't?" She chuckled. "I know at least two or three nurses at County who would kill their whole family to be in my shoes." He raised his eyebrows and in no time removed her black pumps. "Oh, good move!" Grasping her hips, he brought her in contact with his lower body.
"Hmm, I can see your point now. I'm definitely overdressed. I think we should start with my pants." He slowly shook his head.
"No?" She wondered. He silently shook his head again, as his lips once more found their way to her neck.
"Don't bite this time…" She warned him. He teasingly grazed her jaw with his teeth. Her hands moved to his shoulders, holding him closer. Kissing her chin, he pulled a little back. She was breathing a little harder than before. He leaned closer and licked her lower lip. As she opened her mouth, he pulled back again. She chuckled at his little game.
"You're such a tease, Luka." With his forefinger he lifted her chin and after lazily biting her lip, kissed her passionately. Abby let out a moan as the distance between them seemed to shrink even more. The heat was almost unbearable. Without thinking she got rid of her vest while trying not to break the kiss. Their tongues were dueling and her hands ran from his shoulder to his face. Their breathing became harsher. She felt his right hand on her back slowly pushing the sweater up, while he massaged her breasts with the left. She lost patience and pushing him back, pulled the offensive garment over her head. She caught his smile and chuckled.
"Very good technique, Kovak. That's very efficient." She swallowed hard and she tried to catch her breath. "Getting the girl to shed her stuff while in action… Very impressive…"
"Yeah, I never had complaints." He moved closer again and took her mouth again. Soon Abby was lost in their passionate dueling. She felt cooler air and suddenly realized that she wasn't sitting on the counter anymore. While kissing her, Luka had rid her of her pants. She clutched at his neck, as their kissing grew even more passionate. Holding her against him, he moved them from the sink and headed towards the bedroom. Instinctively she crossed her legs behind his back.
"Which way?" He asked her out of breath.
"What?" She looked at him completely lost as they were standing in her hallway.
"Your bedroom?" He chuckled against her temple and the sensation made tighten her grip on him, making them both catch their breath once more.
"When did you remove my bra?" She wondered as she felt her breast tighten at the friction against his chest. His smile widened.
"Just after you removed your top. I had already unhooked it at that time."
"Wow, you're efficient." She frowned a little at him. "But I thought I was leading the dance."
"But you are. I have no clue where your bedroom is." She pointed at the door and chuckled. He kissed her again as he carried her in that direction. As they reached the bed, Abby broke the kiss.
"I get on top." She untangled her legs from his back and he let her slowly touch the ground, reveling in the feeling as their bodies glided against each other.
"Sure. Whatever you want…" He agreed his eyes fixed on her. She giggled and as she pushed him on the bed, he grabbed her waist and she fell on top of him. Their passionate kissing went on, their tongues playing with each other. She cupped his face, lost in the sensation of his hands running from her back to her hair. As she felt her lungs ready to burst, she raised her head and gasped, smiling down at him.
"Do you really think we should be doing this?" All she could see was his sparkling eyes. In a second and without warning he flipped her over and very decidedly nested himself between her thighs. He smiled down at her, while catching his breath.
"I do…" He answered never having been so sure in his whole life. As he heard her chuckle, his mouth stole hers again for another round. After a while, he felt her push against his shoulders. In the half-darkness he tried to figure out her expression.
"Didn't we agree that I'd be on top as payback for your bad actions?" She breathlessly reminded him. His smile grew wider.
"I lied…" She giggled at his answer and brought his mouth down to hers.
The loud buzz made Abby start. Quickly she stretched her arm and reached for the alarm clock to make the annoying sound stop.
"It can't already be morning…" She fought to open her eyes. The dim light coming from the window gave her little indication about the actual time. "No way, I hardly slept." She rubbed her eyes as she checked her alarm. The green figures were taunting her. It was unmistakably time to get up. She looked a last time at this morning's worse news and threw the clock to the floor. "No way…" She mumbled, cuddling closer to Luka. She felt him stir and lift his head.
"Shouldn't you get ready?" He wondered with a still sleepy voice.
"Hmm… probably…" She muttered not at all motivated to leave the warm embrace.
"Probably? What kind of answer is that?" He chuckled. "What happened to you? You used to jump out of bed and race for the shower."
"What can I say, I'm getting old… It seems I can't handle only three hours of sleep anymore." She sighed.
"We had more than three hours of sleep…"
"Okay, three and a half." As she stretched, she felt the soreness in her body. The pain brought at the same time a frown and a smile on her face. "Maybe I'm too old for that too."
"For what?"
"For you! You should come with a warning. There is no way I'll survive a 14-hour shift today. I'm sure I can barely walk, let alone rush from one patient to another." He chuckled again and kissed her forehead. She questioningly looked at him. "At what time do you have to be in?"
"At 8.00. Come on, Abby, you have to get ready. I'll drive you to work. It's on my way, I need a change of clothes anyway." She took her pillow and put it on her head. "Abby? Come on. Don't be a child." He took the pillow and as he looked at her, she stuck her tongue at him.
"I know that I need to get up." She pouted. "Don't become all new ER chief on me!"
"We can take a shower together… and I'll massage you to make you feel better." She giggled at the thought.
"And you honestly think I'll be on time if we do that? Dr Kovac, I think you're a little overconfident."
"Let's see. It's 6.10, we take a shower for 20 minutes, eat a little something for about 10 minutes, dress and get ready, that's 10 minutes and then drive to County add 10 more minutes. It fits… We can make it." As he was enumerating the course of actions for the morning, she rose on her elbows and frowned at him. "What?"
"I see two flaws in your timeline. First I don't believe for a second that we will be out of this shower after 20 minutes and second you definitely can't drive me to work."
"Why not?" He sat up in bed and looked down at her.
"What if someone sees us?" Her answer made him roll his eyes. "At that hour, we're bound to meet people we know, or at least people who know one of us. Can you imagine how quickly this news is going to travel through County?"
"And?" He pushed quietly.
"And?" She sat up, wondering if he had become mad.
"And who cares?" He calmly wondered.
"Well I care. I want to keep that for us." The talking after what she called the 'Clemente incident' had been enough for the time being.
"Okay, I'll drive you near the hospital…" He proposed.
"Not too close!" She forcefully reminded him.
"…and you walk the last part all by yourself, like a big girl." Abby laughed and tenderly kissed him on the cheek.
"Okay, let's do that." She picked her alarm clock from the floor and put it back on her nightstand. "But now it's 6.20, so your careful schedule doesn't work anymore. I guess that leaves us less time in the shower." Luka got up and shook his head. He moved to her side of the bed and taking her hand, led her toward the bathroom.
"We'll skip breakfast." He playfully stated. Abby laughed and prying her hand free ran to the bathroom.