I re-watched the pilot the other day and I got curious as to what would happen if Magnum and Higgins had a different dynamic than on the show. Anyway, this came to mind.
It is Explicit, so don't read if you don't like smut or you're under age.
English is not my first language so I'm sorry if you see some mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
Magnum is laughing at what his friends just said as he presses his bag of frozen peas to his right eye. He's enjoying a low-key evening with his buddies, drinking beers and eating sandwiches, when majordomo Juliet Higgins storms in, accompanied by her two Hellhounds.
She berates him about the new dog collars he has found for the Dobermans in order to help with their aggression issues, especially towards him. Their eyes meet and narrow, neither willing to be the one to look down.
Rick tries to catch Juliet's attention, offering her a sandwich, and it inexplicably annoys the PI to no end which, judging by the smirk on her face, catches the young woman's attention.
« She'll take it to go. », he tells his friend, willing to prevent any affinity to develop between her and Rick.
She tilts her head as she stares down at him, perfectly aware of what he was attempting to do.
"There's someone called Emily for you at the front gate.", she informs him to change the subject.
"You let her in?", he asks her.
"It is not my job to receive the endless stream of young women who, for reasons passing comprehension, choose to spend their time with you."
"She's a client.", he explains.
"You can forgive me for assuming otherwise.", she tells him and he notices the pissed off gleam in her eyes. "Lovely seeing you gents.", she says to his friends in a light, nice tone.
And she's off, followed by her two canine terrors.
The guys also take their leave when he goes to meet his client. He feels for the young woman, it's not her fault she's married to an unfaithful jackass. She kisses him on the cheek to thank him before retreating to her car.
He stops by the main house on his way back, thinking about broken hearts, and goes straight to Higgins' room where he sees her exit her bathroom in just a black silk nightgown.
He raises an eyebrow. "Were you expecting someone?"
The young woman rubs her hands together before bending over, finishing to lather body lotion on her legs.
"Seeing how pissed you were when Rick slightly flirted with me, I knew you would pay me a visit. Guess I was right.", she advances smugly when she straightens.
He growls as he reminisces the suave tone his friend has used on her and sees that he has no right to be jealous.
That's not how their deal work.
However, he knows what he can do as he wraps one arm around her waist and pulls her pliant body against his.
"How was your 'client'?", she asks.
He's surprised by that question.
"Uh, good. Why?"
"No reason.", she states lightly as she wipes his cheek with the pad of her thumb before showing him the lipstick she just smeared on her finger.
He smiles innocently, not that he has anything to be guilty about, and she chuckles.
"You're too easy."
She guides him towards the foot of the bed and pushes slightly. He drops down on the mattress and she straddles him. He lifts up the nightgown to pull it over her head and groans when he notices she isn't wearing anything underneath.
"Being predictable has its perks.", he chuckles before taking possession of her lips.
He slips one hand behind her head, the other around her waist in order to pull her whole body to his. His tongue makes its way inside her mouth and engages in a duel with its counterpart. She tastes of mint toothpaste and her – slightly sweet - though he wonders how it can be, seeing as she just brushed her teeth. She sighs when he gently bites her lower lip on his retreat.
"Yes, but now you're clearly overdressed.", she says once they broke apart.
She pushes his denim shirt from his shoulders and his grey t-shirt follows shortly after. He helps her come down his lap and stands up to shuck his black shorts off.
"Still going commando, Thomas?", she quips.
He sits back down on the mattress and kicks off the fabric at his feet and his flip flops. She climbs back on his thighs, wrapping her arms around his shoulders for purchase, and attaches her lips to the side of his neck.
"It's more practical that way.", he answers.
He closes his eyes, enjoying the way she licks her way up to his ear and bites his earlobe. His hands are not idle as they course the length of her back, her ass then her thighs. He loves the feel of her skin, so soft, so warm, while each stroke of his fingers releases whiffs of her delicious flowery scent that Thomas can't get enough of.
He's distracted from his exploration when she grinds her hips into his lap and rubs against his erection. He moans, tempted to just throw her on the bed and have his way with her but she seems intend on setting a rhythm, enjoying the friction between his hard shaft and her wet clit. He lies back in the middle of the mattress, bringing her down with him so she can lengthen her moves and gain more pleasure. She sloppily fuses their lips together, and pants against him, making them share the same air. He grips her ass to guide her movements, increasing the pressure as well as the pace and soon she's moaning into his mouth when her climax takes over her body.
He doesn't give her time to recover and thrusts up to slide swiftly inside of her. He knows she usually comes faster the second time when he stimulates her still sensitive walls from her first orgasm.
« Oh God, Thomas! », she shouts hoarsely.
He finds it funny that they're only 'Thomas' and 'Juliet' during sex while they're always 'Magnum' and 'Higgins' outside the bedroom.
She slides her legs alongside his, lining up their bodies so when she glides up and down his member their whole bodies rub together in a very intimate embrace. Magnum is surprised she chose this position because she usually avoids the ones with too much eye contact.
He can't complain though because having a sweaty Higgins rubbing every inch of her against him is not a lousy way to spend one's evening. He pushes on his heels to counterbalance her thrusts and she buries her head into his neck, biting the sensitive skin, hard. He groans in pain and pulls on her hair to dislodge her face from him.
She throws him a dark glare, not pleased at being manhandled, so he rolls them over and pushes her arms above her head, maintaining them with his hands.
« That's what you get for being naughty, Juliet. », he growls against her lips.
He resumes his thrusts, faster, deeper and more punishing than before but she seems to enjoy the change judging from the desperate mewls coming out of her mouth.
« Oh, yes! Harder! », she instructs breathlessly.
Thomas feels beads of sweat rolling down his skin, his own release nearing but he wants her to come another time before he does so he lets go of one of her arm to press his thumb to her clit while he pushes into her more forcefully.
Her inner walls flutter around him so he knows he can let go of his last shreds of control. They come at the same time, shouting each other's name before he collapses on top of her.
After a few minutes, when they're able to breathe normally, he props himself on his forearms to see her face.
« Do you really not see why women choose to spend their time with me?", he asks, pleased with himself.
She pushes him off of her to straighten up and look for her nightgown.
« Cockiness doesn't suit you, Magnum. », she gently scolds him while she puts on the garment without looking at him.
With the use of his surname, Magnum knows he's being dismissed for the night.
He dresses while she goes to use the bathroom and is gone before she emerges again. He knows she won't mind since she's the one with all the rules.
A few months back, while Magnum was minding his own business, she unexpectedly tackled him to the ground saying she had an itch to scratch and, since he was here, he would just do.
'Juliet Higgins, the Queen of compliments!', he had sarcastically said before she forced him to shut up with her lips on his. They had sex on the floor that day and since then, they have occasionally been taking care of each other's urges.
He jokes that they are friends with benefits but she reminds him constantly they are not friends.
The only rules are that no one gets attached, they are not exclusive therefore they are allowed to see other people and they never sleep together afterwards. Of course, Higgins, being Higgins, said that she reserved the right to add to the list if she saw fit.
Amazingly, this little arrangement has been working quite well for them. It helps relieve the frustrating annoyance they sometimes feel towards the other and well, the sex is really good. She's surprisingly adventurous and her athletic body is perfectly suited for all the crazy positions they're willing to try.
Thomas knows that she thinks he is having one-night stands with other women but he actually isn't. He sometimes brings women to the guesthouse for drinks but he never sleeps with them. It suits him that she thinks he's sleeping around. At least, there is no misplaced expectation from either of them when they're claiming to be in for the sex while they're actually both being exclusive with each other.
Besides, he's just not the kind of guy who likes to juggle several sex partners. And since he knows she doesn't sleep with anyone either, that kind of evens the playing field.
He takes a shower before going to bed and falls asleep with the taste of her lingering on his tongue.
TBC