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Role Play / Make-Up Sex

They've been arguing for weeks, neither one ready to admit how wrong they are. The team has had enough.

Three weeks that had been arguing. Three weeks of constant bickering and fighting. Three weeks of not being able to have a civilised conversation because every time they were around each other, all hell would break loose.

Did anyone know what they were fighting about? No.

Did they know what they were fighting about? No.

So why were they still fighting? Simple - because they could.

The thing was, the team had had enough. But telling them to stop fighting wouldn't work. They were both passionate people so they would temper themselves down, for a while, and then the tensions would boil over again.

So the team had come up with a plan.

"Penelope - can you come and have a look at the big monitor in meeting room 5, please?" Emily called, watching as the young blonde women nodded her head and walked towards the office. Thankfully it was a quiet day and only a few people were in.

"What's wrong with it?" Penelope asked, standing next to Emily as they stared at the blank screen.

"I can't get the remote to work." Emily pressed several buttons on the remote, demonstrating her point. The screen remained blank.

"Huh," Garcia took the remote from her and pressed several buttons.

"It's not the batteries," Emily told her, looking behind her and seeing JJ talking to Luke. "I changed them yesterday."

"Maybe it's a loose connection?" Penelope said, mostly to herself as she placed the remote on the table and went around the back of the large screen to take a look at the wires.

When her back was turned, Emily gestured wildly to JJ. JJ nodded back, understanding what she meant.

Emily pulled her phone out of her pocket. "I'm just getting a call that I have to take - I'll pop back in a minute." Penelope waved in acknowledgement over the monitor her mind focused on the task at hand.

Emily quickly left the meeting room, pulling the door too. She and JJ shared a quick glance behind Luke's back.

JJ smiled and nodded at Luke.

"Don't worry, we'll find it," Luke reassured her, gently patting her elbow. "Where was the last place you can remember having it?"

"Uhm - my desk." JJ had told a small white lie to Luke. She'd said she had lost her phone and was devastated as it photos of the boys on. In true Luke fashion, he had offered to help her look for it.

They headed over and both rifled around the papers, Luke smiling at the picture of her and Will that she loved looking at.

"You know what?" JJ said, turning to him. "Maybe I left it in the meeting room this morning - Emily and I were going over a case."

"I'll check for you," Luke offered, turning and taking long strides towards meeting room 5.

JJ followed him, Emily hot on her heels.

The second Luke entered the room, they grabbed the door handle and pulled the door closed quietly. Emily took a key out of her pocket and locked the door, giving JJ a high five.

From inside the room, they heard Penelope's voice. "Got it! It was just a loose cable - what are you doing here?" (The loose connection might have been Emily's fault).

"Looking for JJ's phone - oh." Luke sounded very unimpressed.

Someone tried the door handle from the inside before there was a knock. "What have you two done?"

"We're not letting you two out until you work out your problems," JJ told them.

"No one else is going to let you out either as only I've got the key," Emily said proudly.

"So work it out! We'll be back in an hour," JJ finished, her and Emily turning to leave. They were going to get some lunch whilst Luke and Penelope either worked out what was going on or killed each other.

Inside the room, Penelope glared at Luke.

"What? I didn't trap us in here."

"You should have seen it coming."

"Why should I have seen it coming? You're the computer genius."

"You used to be an army ranger!"

"What's that got to do with the situation?"

"You should be able to anticipate situations."

Luke stared at her. "You are actually ridiculous!"

Penelope gave a humourless laugh.

They stared at each other and then looked away.

"So what do we do now?" Luke asked as Penelope leaned against the table with her arms crossed over her chest.

"We wait for them to let us back out."

"That's going to be an hour."

"I do remember the conversation, Newbie." Penelope rolled her eyes.

"They'll know we haven't made up anyway - those two can read you like a book."

Penelope couldn't say anything to that - Emily and JJ did know her really well.

Luke ventured closer to her and placed a hand on her face, his thumb rubbing her skin.

"Come on, P - let's be friends?"

She glanced up at him and Luke really thought that this was the end.

But Penelope could still surprise him.

She gave him a smile and pushed his hand off her face.

"We can be friends when you apologise."

Luke was gobsmacked. "Apologise… apologise for what?"

"It's your fault we're fighting."

"My fault? What did I do? From what I remember it's your fault!"

"How dare you!" Penelope stood, fury in her eyes. "You're the reason we are having the argument!"

"What did I do? Tell me what I did!" Luke demanded.

"No - if it's my fault, you tell me what I did!"

They were both breathing heavily and Luke realised how phenomenal her breasts looked in her navy blue and white dress. His eyes drifted down to the large mounds and then back up to her face - she caught the movement.

"Luke…" Penelope said slowly. "Fuck me."

He took a second the register what she said. "Gladly."

They collided with fury. Their bodies quite literally slamming into each other as their mouths ravished each other and relearned the taste of each other.

Luke placed his hands on her hips and pushed her back into the table, lifting her slightly so she was sat on the wood. Her hands tangled in his hair before they ran down the length of his body before stopping and grasping his ass in her hands.

She used her hands to pull him close and locked her legs around his waist, keeping him close.

Together and rather uncoordinated they managed to lower Garcia's panties until she was only wearing them on one leg along with her tights and push Luke's boxers and jeans down till they hit his knees.

When he entered her it was fast and furious. They both moaned with relief and luxuriated in the feeling of having one each other again. It had been three weeks after all - three weeks since they had felt each other, three weeks since he had stretched her in the most intimate way and three weeks since he had felt her walls squeezing him.

Luke's hips pounded into hers and Penelope took it all. She left crescent-shaped marks on his shoulders, left a bite mark on his shoulder when he hit a particularly sensitive spot and her heels left red dots on his thighs from where her heels gripped him.

"I'm coming!" she called, just before her orgasm peaked, her body vibrating.

"Good," Luke grunted, slamming his hips into hers twice more before his cock wept inside her. His balls emptied and Penelope was filled with a warm feeling.

Luke collapsed against her and sighed. Penelope ran her hands up and down his back.

He slowly raised his eyes to her face and she stared back in his.

"I'm sorry," they both muttered at the same time, both of them giving a little laugh afterwards.

They shared a kiss.

"Well - at least we made up," Luke said.

"That is what they asked us to do," Penelope replied.

"They probably didn't mean on the desk though."

"They should have specified that then."

Luke and Penelope shared a smile. All was well.