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Stripping / Scent Kink

This last week they had been rushing around, jetting off to places and fighting bad guys - e.g. no time to themselves. Now they had a weekend together, no interruptions and Luke was going to make the most of it.

It had been a long week. They'd been all over the states - Kansas, Nevada, Montana, Georgia and even up to Canada for a case. They were both exhausted. Thankfully the dog sitter had understood when they'd asked him to take Roxy for an entire week - they couldn't risk them not being home for her.

Today was the first time either of them had gotten a chance to go home and just relax. On the way home from work, they'd gotten a takeaway, gotten Roxy and made plans for the evening - those plans being to get into their pyjamas and chill in front of the television, watching whatever trash TV was on until they fell asleep.

Luke was perfectly alright with that plan - for tonight. Tomorrow he was going to pull out all the stops and romance Penelope. The team were aware of their relationship. Mateo Cruz was not, however, and as he was on most of the cases with them (for assessment purposes - apparently), they couldn't be too obvious about it. Separate hotel rooms, no nicknames and certainly no physical contact. It wasn't like they were overly touchy-feely when they were at work, but there was the occasional hand-holding, her resting her hands on his shoulder and him wrapping his arms around her waist. It had been a week of stolen kisses, 'accidental touches' and the occasional sneaking into each other's hotel rooms. A week of torture in other words. But no more. Tomorrow was Operation Seduction Saturday.

Luke woke up later than he normally would but earlier than Penelope. He crept out of bed slowly and made Roxy her breakfast before getting started on theirs. Pancakes with scrambled eggs and toast - her favourite.

Once it was made he carefully balanced it all on a tray and headed into the bedroom. He placed it on the bed and woke her by covering her face in kisses - she was just so damn kissable!

After breakfast and a very sensual shower filled with kisses, touches, whispered words but no release they went for a relaxing walk in the park with Roxy before they decided to go window shopping for a few hours.

When they got home, Luke sat Penelope down and went to work transforming the bedroom. He pulled the curtains too and lit some candles around the room. He dimmed the lights and dropped some rose petals onto the bed.

"Come here," he told her, emerging from the bedroom and holding his hand out. "I have a surprise."

When she saw what lay in store for her, she turned to him. "Luke…"

"Shh," he whispered, gently pushing her to sit on the bed. "We've been rushing around all week and now we finally have some time ourselves." He sat next to her. "I want to strip you."

He went to kiss but stopped short when her hand landed across his lips

"Only if I get to strip you." His grin was the only answer she needed.

Their lips came together in a slow dance. One where each person knew what was coming but neither had any desire to rush. Fast fucking wasn't for them. It never had been.

Luke trailed his fingers down her neck, stopping to rub her collarbone before he continued on his journey of exploration. His hands slid under the collar of her dress and he lightly rubbed the soft skin of her shoulders, teasing the knots of muscle that lay beneath the surface. His lips followed the same path, sucking her collarbone and tasting her the skin on her shoulder.

His hands went to the back of her dress and he easily found the little zipper, pulling it down with ease and releasing the taught fabric from across her breasts.

Luke pulled the material from the front of her body, exposing her pale pink lacy bra. He wasted no time in sliding the straps down her arms and unclasping it at the back, freeing her magnificent breasts from their confines and allowing his eyes to greedily take in the flesh.

He pulled his lips from hers and glanced up. Her eyes were closed and a soft smile pulled at the corners of her mouth.

He pressed a kiss to the hollow of her neck and dragged his lips down her warm skin. When he got to her breasts, he swirled his tongue around the already rigid peaks which earned him a soft moan. Luke moved himself closer and bent his head as he kissed as far down her body as her dress would allow.

He pulled back when he could go no further and gently pushed on Penelope's shoulders.

"Lie down," he commanded, his voice soft with arousal. She did as he asked and he took a moment to truly admire her beauty. Her blonde hair fanned out around her like a halo and her breasts heaved with pleasure, her fingers, on one hand, danced across her stomach as the other grasped the duvet by her head in anticipation.

Luke stood and gently pulled the dress down her body, finally exposing her white underwear to him. He loved her in light colours.

He knelt down at the edge of the bed and hooked his fingers behind her knees, lightly tickling the skin that lay there.

She giggled and playfully swatted at him. He knew she was ticklish there.

He pulled her across the bed towards him and pressed his face in her calf, inhaling the scent that was just so Penelope. Clean laundry with a hint of vanilla body wash and arousal - he was sure he could pick this scent out from fifty paces away. He was so accustomed to it now.

Luke kissed his way up her leg, tongue laving the skin as she sighed above him, one hand coming to grip the hand that was holding her leg open, her own fingers dancing across his skin.

When he got to her pussy, he lightly fingered her bulging bud through the underwear before moving swiftly on and kiss the skin of her inner thigh and trailing down to her calf - much like he had done to the other leg, just in reverse order.

The next time he glanced at her underwear there was a visible wet spot. He grinned.

Luke leaned forward and touched his tongue to the material. It was warm. He pressed his nose and used the material to stimulate her. He pressed against her clit, tongue probing her slit through her underwear.

"Luke," she whimpered, hips arching towards the one thing she wanted badly.

His fingers wandered up her thighs to the edge of her panties and he expertly pulled them over her hips and down her legs, moving himself so he wasn't in the way. He rubbed the material in his hands for a few seconds before tossing them over his shoulder. Hopefully, she wouldn't need underwear for the rest of the weekend.

He moved forward, his tongue tingling with anticipation. He could practically taste her.

But Penelope didn't want that. Not yet. She wanted to climb more - and she wanted him to fall with her.

She pushed him away from her and manoeuvred him onto the be, straddling him with her large thighs as she kissed him deeply.

"Your turn," she whispered against his ear, her hands snaking underneath his t-shirt to push it over his head.