Tuesday, July 17 5:50am
The sun was rising and Aiden found his leg being held down by a heavy weight, twisted and entwined with another body, which had somehow found a way to attach itself to him in such a way, that there was no escaping without waking her up. His head turned just slightly to the clock, and he felt her head bury deeper into his chest, letting out a gentle moan that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, sending a shiver through his body. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm too much for you." She whispered against his chest, feeling the gentle rumble of his chuckle as she let out a playful giggle against his skin.
"I have no idea how you are able to attach yourself to me so tightly." He mumbled against her, feeling the sharpness of her teeth running over his skin, he jumped and let out a slight yelp, listening to her laughter as she held onto him and pulled her face to meet with his. He pressed his hand against her cheek, gently pushing the hair from her eyes as he watched the mischievous sparkle. "You call me the devil, but you're the dangerous one." He said, watching her lower lip slip between her teeth, she dropped her eyes to his lips and then back up to his eyes.
"Again?" he whispered. "It's nearly six in the morning. You shouldn't start something you don't intend to finish." She wiggled against him and watched the wicked smile on her lips. "We have to get up."
"I was helping you get up." She said, listening to the giggle bubble up from her chest, she watched his eyes widen as he pushed her lightly, listening to her squeak playfully as he rolled her around and hovered over her, dropping a kiss on her neck that made her squeak again and a cascade of giggles that warmed his heart. "Stop!" She laughed. "You're so mean to me!" She laughed.
"I'm mean to you?" He teased back. "I'll show you mean." He said as he kissed her neck to make her laugh loudly again, growling into his ear suddenly as her laughter turned to a groan. He pulled away to see her demure smile looking back to him. "You can't make those noises and not expect there to be repercussions." He muttered as she giggled, rolling on top of him as he watched her look down at him with a contemplative glance. "What?" He asked, tipping his head in question as she let out a puff of air and leaned down to kiss him. "No, no..." He said, tugging at her slightly, he rolled to the side and she kept her grip on him.
"You're rejecting me?" She teased, her lower lip sticking out in a pout as he narrowed his eyes at her.
"You cut that out." He said, touching her chin right as she started to turn away from him. "What's going on in that giant lock box of a head you have there?"
"I have a giant head?" She asked, her eyes widening as she pulled her knees up to straddle him, holding his hands against the pillow, he laughed as she pushed her face into his.
"It was just a saying, a saying! I was just saying!" He exclaimed as she pulled herself up, still straddling him, she ran her thumbs over his shoulder blades, her fingertip over his collar bone. "Are you trying to figure out which bone you're going to break?" He asked.
"Yes." She said with a taunting tone. "However, you've already broken your clavicle. I want a challenge." She teased, running her finger across his sternum, she smiled wickedly at him. Her smile then slowly dropped off as she again seemed to drift off into thoughtfulness. "Am I a whore?" She asked suddenly, and as soon as the words fell from her lips, he had swept her down onto the mattress, his body against hers, their eyes locked.
"Absolutely not, and I would appreciate it if you never said that word again." He said, watching her eyes move over his face for a moment as her mind skittered off.
"Was I a whore?" She asked, ignoring his earlier statement, she watched a flicker of irritation in his eyes before it was extinguished. "Before I met you." She sighed.
"Did you have sex for money?"
"Uh, no." She said, her eyes narrowing.
"Did you have sex in order to gain any sort of professional favor?"
"I only sleep with men who are below me." She said, that mischievous spark back in her eyes as she tried to hide her smile.
"I do notice how you prefer to be on top." He winked at her, watching her eyes smile as she let out a laugh. "You are not, nor have you ever been a whore, Antonia. You are sexually adventurous, deliciously flirtatious, and more guarded than a maximum security government installation." He said, watching her eyes narrow at him.
"Were you sexually adventurous before you met me?" She asked, tipping her head curiously, she could see a cloud of something in his eyes, she watched him for a moment. "How many serious relationships have you been in?" She asked, watching as he seemed to calm at the question. She relaxed against his chest and watched his eyes closely.
"Well, I dated one woman for about two years during my early college years." He said, shrugging.
"What happened to her?"
"We went our separate ways, she went to California for a job." He said, watching her reading each and every one of his movements. "I had a girlfriend for about a year before I came out here for FBI training. She wasn't willing to come out here, and she didn't approve of me leaving medical school for the FBI, so it kind of ended there." He shrugged.
"I've never been in a real relationship before you. You know that already." She whispered, tucking her head onto his chest, she listened to his heartbeat and sighed. "Most of my relationships were very brief, and never emotionally satisfying." she sighed. "I know that I teased you, and pretty much threw myself at you." She said, looking up into his eyes, she watched his clear green eyes looking back at her affectionately. "You knew that I wasn't ready."
"I didn't want you to regret anything. I didn't want you to think it was too soon, or think that I wanted to be with you because I was trying to get somewhere professionally by using you. I wanted you to understand that I find you mentally stimulating, and wholly provacative before we decided to take anything to the next level. I respect you. I respect your work, and I love you very much." He whispered into her eyes, watching them smile back at him affectionately. "Are there any other sociopaths in your past that I should know about?" He said, watching a slow smile lift on her lips.
"You've got no idea what you've gotten yourself into, Fitzgerald." She grinned, as she lay her head on his chest and giggled loudly as he tickled her against him. She captured her lips with his and they pulled themselves into one another, just as Aiden's phone began ringing loudly from across the room. "No!" Antonia whined as he started to pull away from her to retrieve it, she kept her hands on his shorts as he tried to roll away.
"I have to get it." He said, watching the lust in her eyes as she kept her grip on him. He wanted nothing more than to burrow back under the blankets with her. His phone stopped before she let go, and she grinned at him as he continued to pull away a bit.
"They hung up. It was a wrong number…" Antonia whined. "Aiden." She complained.
He looked between his phone, and Antonia, and moved toward her, closing the gap with his lips on hers, his hands roaming her body, as suddenly the phone began to ring again. "This time I have to get to it." He said, grabbing hold of her, she let out a surprised squeal as he carried her toward the dresser, laughing the whole way. She grabbed the phone off the dresser, pushed the button and pressed it to his ear, watching his eyes.
"Fitzgerald." He said into the line, sticking his tongue out at Antonia, he waited a moment. She watched his eyes dart to the door, and then to her, and nod as he sighed. "Yes, sir. Yes. Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. I'll be right there, sir." He said, nodding as Antonia pulled the phone from his ear and turned it off, dropping it on the dresser.
"Still going with the sir stuff, huh?" She asked, smiling as he carried her toward the bed.
"It really pisses him off." Aiden smiled as Antonia let out a joyful laugh as he deposited her on the bed, climbing over her as he looked into her eyes. "It's what he gets for not leaving you alone last night."
"I have to say, you standing up to my dad last night… very hot." She wiggled her eyebrows at him as he leaned down for a kiss.
"Oh yeah?" He growled into her neck as he listened to her giggle.
"What did he want?" She asked as he stopped for a moment and looked into her eyes.
"Oh, he wants me to get down to the Hoover as soon as possible. They're going to start serving arrest warrants, and search warrants and he needs me to help. He wants you to stay here with Melody, no lab." He shrugged, watching her smile as he leaned down and kissed her lips.
"And why aren't you leaving?" She asked, watching that devilish glint in his eyes.
"Oh, well… I'm not done pawing at his daughter, as he says." He said with a laugh as he buried his face in her neck again, listening to her squeal.
"He didn't say that!" She screeched as he laughed against her skin.
"I really wasn't listening." He said, rolling them both so that she was lying on top of him. "I'm not ready to leave just yet."
"Good." She said with a growl, as she started something that she had every intention on finishing.