As soon as they both entered Matt's apartment that he shared with Kelly, Matt grabbed Sylvie by the waist and kissed her. Kissed her like she was water and he was thirsty, truth be told, he was thirsty, but not for water.

The kiss was fiery, passionate and intense. A kiss in which Sylvie has not had in years. The way his lips fitted against hers, the way his tongue explored her mouth, the way his teeth would graze against her bottom lip. She couldn't focus, not on anything, especially not with his large, rough hands skimming the sides of her body. God, all she wanted to those hand on her bare skin, roaming everywhere. Everywhere.

The mere thought of his hands on her, exploring her every inch turned Sylvie on even more. The wetness between her thighs was beginning to already be too much. Sylvie's breath began to come out rough and jagged, from the kiss, his hands, her thoughts. She needed him. Now.

Matt couldn't believe how perfectly Sylvie fitted into his hands, like she was meant to be there, in his hands, in his arms, in his life. The way she was kissing him wasn't rough, it was hot. Burning red, intense flames, hot. She was burning him to his core.

For the past 2 years, Matt had always imagined how kissing Sylvie would be. Would she be gentle and sweet, like how she is as a person? Or would she be intense and fiery, a side of her he's sure she has. Now he's kissing her in reality, she's both.

Breaking apart from the kiss, Sylvie noticed that Matt was walking her backwards, towards a door, knowing it's Matt's as she's been to the apartment multiple times. Sylvie giggled when Matt was fumbling with the handle of his bedroom door and as soon as he had it opened, Matt picked Sylvie up and threw her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing.

A loud surprised laughter rang through the air from Sylvie, causing Matt to smile. Her sweet, airy, contagious laugh which Matt wanted to hear again and again. As Matt settled Sylvie on the ground, she didn't waste no time in leaning up on her tip toes, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him like the world was about to end, but in reality, their world had only just begun.

Sylvie grabbed the collar of Matt's jacket and pushed it off of him, landing on the floor. Then came his shirt and jeans after Sylvie was fumbling with his belt. Matt was only in his boxers now as Sylvie glided her small, soft hands down his chest and his back; feeling the indentations of his sculpted muscly body, something in which she had been yearning to do for weeks.

As Sylvie was roaming his body, she felt Matt's hand go to her ass and squeeze, earning a squeak from Sylvie. When he did it again, she knew what he meant, 'it's your turn to take your clothes off' and it was her pleasure to do so. Thinking of an idea, a smirk formed on Sylvie's pink, swollen lips and she pushed Matt roughly, causing him to land back and bounce on his bed.

A confused look was on Matt's face as he was about to get up, however, Sylvie put one finger up to him, telling him to wait.

Slowly and teasingly, Sylvie brought her hands down to the hem of her top and in one swoop, discarded it from her body, throwing it on the floor. As she did so, her short, wavy hair became unruly, making her look sexier. Sylvie was wearing a deep red, maroon lace push up bra. Her breasts looked incredible and all Matt wanted to do was touch it, squeezy it, massage it, hearing her moaning. Just the thought from that made his cock twitch.

Sylvie then went down to her jeans. The jeans she wore fitted her like a glove. The way it showed off the length of her long legs, the way it showed her toned, firm ass. God, those jeans killed him whenever he saw her in them, and now he knows, it's going to kill him even more seeing her out of them.

Sylvie teasingly popped open a button and slowly undid the zip. As she brought the jeans down her long, silky legs, and threw them with her top, she stalked her way over to him, pushed him down so he was lying flat on his back as she climbed over on top of him. Sitting directly on his hardened cock.

Matt groaned loudly as Sylvie started grinding on him. She had the perfect rhythm and the way her hips rolled were mind blowing. Just as Matt was about to reach his peak, Sylvie stood up. The absence of her on top of him caused Matt to look up at her, just as she was shimmying out of her bra and panties, leaving her in complete bare nakedness. Matt ogled at her body. Her curves, her toned stomach, her firm breasts. She was perfection.

Shimmying out of his own boxers, Matt stood up, stalked towards Sylvie and kissed her against his wall. One of his hands were cupping her face and the other went to massage her breast. The sound of moaning filled his room as the sexual need and want of the both of them became too high. Matt put his knee between Sylvie as she began rubbing her heat onto his leg. The need to have his cock pounding inside of her was too much.

"Matt, please. I need you. I need you in me." Just those words alone flipped him. He grabbed the back of Sylvie's thighs as she jumped up, winding her long legs around his waist.

As they both got to the bed, Matt positioned himself at her entrance, and with one slow thrust, he was inside of her. A low groan came out of Matt's mouth as Sylvie moaned out Matt's name. once they were both comfortable, Matt thrust inside her again and again until a rhythm formed. Matt attached his mouth to Sylvie's neck as he kissed, sucked and licked an area just below her jaw.

With Matt focusing on giving her a hickey and also thrusting inside of her, she wondered how he could do the both so skilfully at the same time. A knot was slowly forming in the pit of Sylvie stomach and it was as if Matt knew as his pace quickened slightly.

The feeling of need and anticipation consumed Sylvie entirely as she moved her hands to Matt's back and scratched his back. She was careful not to hurt him but was firm enough so send a wave of pleasure through Matt as a loud gasp was sounded in her ear. Matt finished with the hickey and if it was anything from how it felt, Sylvie was pretty sure he had created a masterpiece. Matt swiftly went from her neck back to her lips and their kisses became sloppy and messy. Neither of them were complaining though.

The knot in the pit of their stomach was evident now as Matt's thrusting became faster and harder. All Sylvie could think about right now is the feeling of Matt's cock. The way it twitched inside of her sometimes, giving her this indescribable feeling of pleasure. The way as it was just the perfect size; it was definitely not classed as small in the slightest, but it wasn't a monster. It was just perfect. Having it inside of her was mind blowing. She reached down between them and wrapped her hand around him as he thrusted out a bit, squeezing him slightly, giving him a hand job whilst he was fucking her. Now that was something new for her.

"Oh, shit. Fuck, Sylvie." Matt groaned as he felt Sylvie's hand on him.

They both were at their climax as Matt stilled for a moment and Sylvie screamed his name, they both came.

Matt collapsed to the side of Sylvie, both panting heavily.

"Wow." Sylvie breathed out.

"Yeah." Was all Matt could say as he brought Sylvie closer to him, falling asleep to the sound of their breathing.

Sylvie awoke to the feeling of the bed dipping slightly. Opening her eyes into slits, she looked around. It took her a moment to recall the night before and what had happened, before looking at the clock.

5:30am.

5:30am! Their shift started at 8am. And she needed to go back to her apartment, shower and change. Sitting upright immediately, she started to look around, just as a pair of lips met with hers. Being fully awake now, she looked into the blue eyes she had begun to fall in love with and smiled softly.

"Good morning, sunshine." He said in a husky morning voice.

"Matt, Good morning." Sylvie replied with a small yawn, earning an airy laugh from Matt.

He stood up and headed into the en-suite. Sylvie's eyes widened when she saw it.

"Oh my God! Matt! I am so sorry!" Sylvie was crawling out of bed and padded her way over to Matt as he turned to look at her.

"What? Regretting last night already?" Matt asked her as a joke but with a hint of seriousness.

"What? No! Absolutely not. Last night was so, so amazing and yes we will definitely be doing that again and so much more." Sylvie rushed out in reassurance.

"'So much more' you say? Looking forward to that." Matt said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, looking down at the sight of the woman he has completely fallen for. "But what are you sorry about then?"

"Your back! I guess I went a bit too wild last night. I thought I was being gentle but apparently not. Matt, it looks like you got clawed by a cat or a dinosaur." Sylvie exclaimed as Matt began to laugh.

"Well, you were quite the wild cat last night, I must say. I never realised how flexible you were." Matt said in a low husky voice, causing Sylvie to blush.

"Stop," Sylvie laughed out in awkwardness before she remembered the time. "Oh shoot. I need to go. We have shift in nearly 2 hours, and I need to shower and change." Sylvie exclaimed as she was gathering her clothes from the floor and shoving them back on in a rush.

"I don't think Severide or Kidd are up yet, so you have a clear escape." Matt informed her as he walked over and gave her a slow, tantalising kiss. One to make her want to shed her clothes again and jump him. But, unfortunately, she couldn't.

"See you in a bit." Matt said as he headed towards the shower and Sylvie towards the door.

Slowly closing the bedroom door behind her, she began to make a beeline to the apartment door.

"Don't you want some coffee before you go?" A voice sounded from behind her. She slowly turned around, knowing all too well whose voice that belonged to.

Standing in the kitchen was a shirtless Kelly Severide with a cup of coffee in his arm outstretched towards Sylvie. He had the world's biggest grin on his face, one he always wore when he loved to tease her about things. The both of them don't have the closest friendship in the world, but they had each other's backs. He was like a big brother who loved to pick on her but was also protective of her. They cared about each other, but right now all Sylvie wanted to do was throw a pillow at his smug face and run.

"No, thanks," Sylvie replies in a small voice, "I'll just get some at the firehouse."

"Okay, make sure you brew the whole pot when you get there, from the sounds of things from last night, you will need the whole pot." Severide teased as he laughed out, earning an embarrassed groan from Sylvie as she opened the door and left the apartment.

Just as Sylvie leaves, Stella walks out, fresh from the shower.

"Why was Brett here at this time… wearing her clothes from last night?" Stella asks, as Severide gives the coffee that was originally for Sylvie, to his girlfriend.

Just as she asks that, Matt walks out, dressed for the day, however a tint dark mark was poking just above the collar of his white Captain shirt.

"I need to get some paperwork done, so I'll be leaving now." Matt says as he takes out the biggest flask they own and pour most of the coffee from the pot, turning to leave.

Severide doesn't say anything other than reply with a giggle.

"Wait…" Kidd asks, quickly putting two and two together, looking at Severide who confirms her suspicion with a slight nod.

"Finally!" Kidd shouts out as Severide doesn't stop smiling.