Title: Working It Out
Author: untapdtreasure
Rating: T
Summary: She watched as he placed his hands on his hips and glared right back. They were good at this. And good at making up.
A/N: Written for a 'Shag Me' prompt on tumblr.
The day had been long. And strenuous. Not to mention that Danziger fought her at every turn today. Maybe she had been off her game and four times out of six he had been right, but it still got under her skin the way he challenged her. She'd been out the cryochamber for a month, and inside it for six.
New Pacifica had burst forth on this planet without her, and maybe she resented them for that, but she was glad the colony had a sturdy foundation. Hopeful that it wouldn't crumble around them when the colony ship came.
And they were finally alone. She glared at him and didn't say a word. She watched as he placed his hands on his hips and glared right back. They were good at this. And good at making up.
Or working it out.
"What?" he barked as he dropped the tool belt into the dirt at his feet. He took three steps and was on her, pinning her to the wall behind where she stood. The shell of the building was all that existed thus far, and he trusted that it was placed just right.
His knee was between her legs as he took another step, forcing her to step back as well and become flush with the unfinished wall. He bent easily, lifting her about the buttocks and pulled her up to his mouth. His kisses were rough and demanding.
And she loved every minute of it. Their clothing was a flurry as it was discarded here and there. She didn't know which end was up until he lifted her once again and sank into her with a loud grunt. His lips pressed hotly against her skin, avoiding her mouth.
They made love all kinds of ways. And Devon found it hard to pick a favorite, but in this moment, this was her favorite. Her arms went around his back, nails digging into his tender flesh. Her tongue moved along his neck, feeling the beads of his dog tag's chain against it making her all the more wet.
She gasped out, crying his name into the darkness. "John. Oh God. Don't…"
He slid his hand over her mouth, grunting into her ear. "You've barked enough orders for today, Adair. Can it." He thrust into her harder, making her quake to her very core. He could feel her trembling around him. "Yeah? Like that?" He still had his hand over her mouth. "Shank…"
His release was perfectly timed to hers. He knew better than to put her back on her feet right now. His hand slowly slid away from her mouth, kissing her jaw along the way. Right before he sought her mouth with his, he whispered, "I love you."