Jemma + Grant
Chapter 4/?
Grant acted on instinct when he jumped after Jemma. It wasn't until they were safely back on the bus, he realized how closely he came to losing her. With all of that playing on his mind he couldn't sleep, so he drank. He didn't know how much time had lapsed, when Jemma appeared in the peripheral vision.
"You drink anymore of that you're going to regret it in the morning" Jemma said taking the last mouthful of his double shot of whiskey.
"Oh well, it going to help me sleep" Grant replied taking back his glass from Jemma.
"Grant" Jemma said stopping him from tipping the bottle to fill his glass.
She'd moved closer to him to stop him, she was beside him now and considering he was sitting down he was closer to her height. He put the bottle and turned to look at her, as he did that he felt Jemma's lips on his. It was like it had been before in the training room, there was a spark or an electric charge of some sort that just drew him to her and into the kiss. He wasn't sure when they moved from the bar but he now had her pinned against his door and has starting trailing kisses down her and across her collarbone.
"Tell me to stop" Grant murmured against her throat.
"Why would I tell you that, I don't want you too" Jemma replied using his hair to bring his mouth back to hers. They practically fell through Grant's door and eventually did end up on the floor as they each tore and the others clothes.
When Jemma woke she was surprised that she was in bed, she couldn't remember actually getting to bed. What she did notice was that Grant was sleeping beside her, he looked very peaceful and composed in sleep, and even more deviously handsome. Getting to see him like this made her wonder what was so special about her, how could she of all people be in bed with a man like him.
"You're staring and I can hear you thinking, go back to sleep Jemma" Grant mumbled. She was pretty sure his eyes didn't even open so how did he know she had been watching him. She wriggled closer to him and felt the firm muscle of his chest.
"What if I don't want to" Jemma replied
"Well I might have to make you" Grant replied rolling so he was pinning her to the bed and covering her mouth with his.
Their morning fun was interrupted by an alert. They didn't ever think they just reacted, they got up, dressed and went to find out what was going on. In the confusion no one seemed to notice.