Fitz wasn't sure how on earth he'd been talked into playing Seven Minutes in Heaven with Daisy, but here he was.
He had just been innocently walking into the common area kitchen to grab a late evening snack and tea when Daisy and her pack of new recruits had descended upon him from where they had been hanging out in the attached common area living room getting to know each other better, telling him that he was playing Seven Minutes in Heaven with Daisy right that instant, and he didn't have any choice in the matter. Had it been anyone else he would have refused point-blank, and even with Daisy he normally wouldn't have said yes, but the inhuman's eyes were sparkling with mischief as she told him what her recruits had 'forced' her into doing — she sure looked like she had been 'forced' into anything — so he had finally grudgingly relented. And the next moment he found himself being shuffled along with Daisy to the nearest storage closet to be locked inside in the dark for seven minutes.
As soon as the door was closed behind them Daisy immediately stripped her tank top off, before reaching forward in the dark to start unbuttoning Fitz's dress shirt that he always wore, no matter where he was or what time of day it was. As soon as Fitz felt this, and realized that she was serious about playing the game, he followed her arms up with his hands until he reached her face, and pulled her to him in a searing kiss. One hand remaining behind her neck to keep them in place, the other ran down her shoulder to her chest, groping her breast through her sports bra that she had been wearing underneath her tank top. Daisy's fingers meanwhile were deftly undoing all of the buttons of his shirt until she had it completely undone and pulled out of his trousers, at which point she pushed his hands off of her in order to slide his shirt off of his shoulders and onto the floor, leaving them both 'shirtless'.
"We should sit down," Fitz said huskily as he forced himself off of her lips long enough to speak.
"Yeah," Daisy agreed breathily, before using Fitz's body as a stationary object in order to drop to her knees without falling over in the dark.
Then she helped him down onto his knees and then bum, where she proceeded to crawl into his lap, her hands on his shoulders and his hands back on her sides at her boobs. Settling herself down firmly in his lap she initiated the kiss again, forcing her tongue between his lips and into his mouth to try to dominate his tongue in a wrestling match. In response Fitz's hands began groping the front of her sports bra in earnest, before after a minute or two slipping up under the bottom band in order to knead her bare breasts and pinch her nipples inside her sports bra. Daisy moaned loudly into his mouth, Fitz swallowing up all of her sounds so that no one could hear them.
Despite knowing that the game only lasted for seven minutes and that they should really be presentable when the door opened again, FitzDaisy got lost in their snogging and making out, and not only lost track of time, but didn't even hear the doorknob being turned, in order to break apart before the door was actually opened. So it was to Fitz and Daisy's lips smushed together, Daisy's arms wrapped around Fitz's neck, and one of Fitz's hands around the back of Daisy's neck as the other palmed her sports bra (having thankfully at some point pulled his hands back out from inside her sports bra, perhaps subconsciously realizing that their private time was drawing to a close), that the new recruits opened the door and looked inside to see what their boss and the Head of the Science Lab's husband were doing with their seven minutes locked in a dark closet together.
The recruits stared at the pair in shock, who slowly broke apart upon suddenly being bathed in light, knowing that they had full and well been caught, so breaking apart rapidly would make no difference at that point. Turning to look up at her new agents, Daisy adjusted her neon yellow sports bra to make sure that nothing inappropriate was showing from where Fitz had been molesting her tits both over and under the sportswear — as for them seeing her in a sports bra in the first place, it was a regular occurrence while combat training and exercising in the gym, so she wasn't bothered about that.
A curly-haired blonde was the first recruit to find her voice. "Captain Johnson! That's Dr Simmons' husband!"
Daisy threw her arm around Fitz's shoulder as she slid off of his lap to sit on the floor next to him facing the recruits, looking up at them all and their shocked, stunned faces. They had thought it a hilarious idea to stick her in a closet with the other, opposite-sex senior agent for seven minutes, but they hadn't expected the two of them to actually do anything, let alone be fully making out, as everyone knew that Dr Fitz was married to Dr Simmons, and Captain Johnson seemed like far to wholesome of a woman to make someone cheat with her — wasn't she FitzSimmons together's best friend, after all?
"True, but lesser known, he's also my husband. And I'm Jemma's wife as well. You thought you were sticking two close friends in a closet where they wouldn't do anything because they're both good people, when in reality you were sticking a husband and wife into a dark closet and didn't know it. I just went along with it because I knew your reactions to catching us would be priceless. Sorry for playing you all, but not really — you deserve it for sticking us in a closet to begin with."