Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all
I don't own Skye or Ward, or Agents of Shield for that matter. They're all the property of Marvel.
The second time they see each other, it's in the middle of Trafalgar Square. Skye sees him in the crowd, looking around for something or someone. She looks away when she feels his gaze on her, and she knows that he's aware of her.
She keeps a calm pace as she quietly passes through the crowd that's gathered there, but sees him follow, albeit discreetly. She slips into an alley and passes a group of tourists, who look like they want to ask her the direction to Buckingham Palace, but a furious glance from her sends them scurrying away.
His hand wraps around her wrists and stops her in her tracks. "How did you find me?" She looks up at him, and sees him smile weakly back at her. "Hydra's been looking for you since the incident in San Juan. I've been around here and there in order to keep them off your trail." She can't help but smile, albeit weakly, when she hears it.
Ward smiles back at her when he sees her smile at him. He moves his hand from her wrist to her own hand, and stops for a moment when she entwines their fingers together. He follows her as she leads the way throughout the city. "You weren't able to find me this time?" He looks down as she asks him. "I knew you were here in England, but I wasn't sure where."
"You have to stop following me, Ward." His heart clenches when he hears the words. " I mean it." Their eyes meet, and she sighs. " I… We shouldn't be seen together. Coulson and the team is still out there, looking for us both. I think… I think they believe I killed Trip." He sees how her eyes water, and wraps an arm around her shoulder, but stops when the ground begins to shake underneath them.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Skye forces herself to calm down, and the ground miraculously stops shaking. Her eyes drift to Ward. "We should get out of here." She leads him through the alleys to the part of town where she's currently staying. "I… I've been having small episodes like this. People in the area thinks there some kind of unauthorized blasting work going on somewhere."
She swallows as she fishes out the key to her apartment, and unlocks the door, letting Ward enter before herself. It's a small place, a bed in the corner closest to the door and a small kitchen at the opposite end, with a small bathroom in the next room. She tells Ward to sit down as she fixes tea, but makes sure that the safety switch on her gun is off. No matter if Ward has good intentions, Skye just can't bring herself to trust him completely. Not yet.
The tea water is done boiling in a few minutes, and Skye mixes them both a cup of Earl Grey, handing one of the cups to Ward before she settles on the chair at the opposite end of the table, lightly sipping on her own tea. "We shouldn't really be doing this," Skye looks up at him, and she sees the confusion in his eyes for a brief moment.
Ward nods, knowing what the words mean for them both. Even though his feelings for her hasn't gone away just yet, he just can't bring himself to think about an existence without Skye. The thought of it is simply too painful, but he assumes he will simply have to get used to the thought.
"I mean it, Ward." The tone in her voice makes him look at her. "We can't keep meeting like this. It's too dangerous for us both, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't want to see you back in that vault at the Playground again."
They finish their tea in silence, and Grant knows it's because she wants to give him some time to think. Skye takes the cups and he remains by the kitchen table as she washes them. "Just tonight." He says, swallowing as he looks at her when she is again face-to-face with him. "Just tonight." She nods, and he can't help but almost hope.
Skye wraps her arms around his neck, and pulls him down for a kiss. It's a soft kiss and something she knows they both need. Ward soon pulls away from lack of air, and she knows what he's going to say when he opens his mouth.
"Don't." She lays her finger on his lips. "I can't hear you say it. I can't hear it from you, now or maybe ever. Because… this is hurting too much already." She can't help but look down. "You're leaving tomorrow, and we won't see each other again."
Her eyes widen a little when Ward motions for her to be quiet. "Then I'm going to show it to you," He says, and she can't help but nod. "I think that's a much better idea." A squeak escapes her mouth when he lifts her up, and she wraps her legs around his waist. "Bed?" She nods. "Bed."
Grant proceeds to cover her neck with kisses as he carried her over to the bed, and the mattress creaks as he lays her down on it. There is a sudden whiff of cold air on his skin as Skye pulls at his shirt, and he raises his arms in order to help her get it off.
Once the shirt is gone, Grant kisses Skye again, and he proceeds to bite her lower lip. He can hear her moan when he gently tugs at it with teeth. The sound goes straight through his body like electricity, and he shivers.
His hands are on her waist as he tugs at the hem of her shirt, and he pulls it off her in a swift motion and tosses it away to let it join his own shirt on the floor. There is a shiver running through him as he feels Skye hand brush against his crotch, and he throws his head back as he moans her name.
A smile covers Skye's face when she hears Grant moan her name, and the sound goes straight to her clit. She kisses Grant back when his lips crash against hers, and she deepens the kiss, enjoying the small amount of control she has over the situation.
A soft moan leaves her lips when she feels Grant's lips move away from her own and move down her neck. Her back arches of its own accord when she feels Grant's hands swiftly unclasp her bra. She watches as he throws it onto the floor, and her head is thrown back onto the pillow as she feels his lips make their marks on her body.
Her hips are moving of their own accord as Grant's lips set her body on fire. The evidence of his arousal is pretty evident where it presses against her thigh, and her fingers tangle in his hair as he begins kissing her abdomen and her belly. They lock eyes again, and she nods silently, giving him permission to continue this delightful exploration.
When he sees Skye nodding, Grant immediately unbuckles her belt. His fingers are fast as he unbuttons her jeans and pulls them off her, tossing those away as well. He lets his fingers brush against her inner thighs, and he grins as he looks up at her.
His thumbs are hooked under the hemline of her panties, and he pulls them off, leaving her exposed to him. He watches her as he places himself where he wants to be, and kisses her clit. If he is to judge by the loud moan of his name, she definitely wants him to continue.
His hand is holding her hip as he licks her clit, and he swears that she almost arches into the bed when he lets his fingers tease her folds. He lets one finger enter her, and the moan that follows is almost too much for him to handle.
Skye bites her lip when she feels his finger inside her and moves her hips, relishing in how good it actually feels. Her hand goes down to tangle in Grant's hair, and she tugs at it very gently, grinning when she hears him moan against her clit. "More," She whispers, and closes her eyes as he adds another finger, letting the delicious pressure fill her.
When his fingers move against her g-spot, Skye can't stop her moans from slipping past her lips. "Grant…." She looks down at him. She can feel that familiar heat build in the pit of her belly, and keeps on moving her hips against his fingers, now almost desperate to come.
"What-" She almost whimpers when he pulls away, he must have noticed that she was close to coming. "Gra-" She is cut off when he kisses her, and she can taste herself on his lips. "Not yet," He says when they pull away. "I want this to last." Skye nods and raises her head, and kisses him, slowly deepening the kiss.
Grant moans into Skye's mouth as she deepens the kiss, and he doesn't even hesitate when she pulls at his boxers. He pulls them off and tosses them away, and then Skye's hands are on his body and he is enjoying every second of her touch. His own hands are on her body, touching and mapping the naked skin, as if he'd never touched her before.
"Grant…" She sounds almost pleading as she looks up at him, and he takes her hands and entwines their fingers together. He squeezes them as he moves between her legs, and then enters her slowly in an almost fluid motion. Their lips find each other again once he is fully inside her, and he moans as he takes in the feeling of the wet heat surrounding his cock.
"Move." He obliges when she whispers it against his lips, and he begins to move in and out of her while keeping a slow, steady pace. He can't keep a smile of his face as he angles his hips a little differently, and keeps brushing against her g-spot. He lets go of her hands, and wraps his arms around her instead, and he can see how she eases into the touch.
Skye moans as his cock brushes against her g-spot, and his name falls from her lips like a prayer. She cups his face and kisses him again, slowly moving her lips from his mouth to his jaw and down his neck. It's fascinating to her that while he can be hardened on the outside, this is the side she gets to see of him when it's just the two of them alone.
The three familiar words pop into her head, but she refuses to say them out loud, because she knows Grant would never be able to leave her if she did. She knows with herself that she didn't lie to him when she said that she didn't want to see him back in the old vault.
"Grant!" The feeling of him rubbing her clit takes her by surprise, and her hands move to his back, her nails digging into his skin as she feels like she is losing more and more control over herself as he touches her.
Grant knows that after this, he will most likely never see her again. The thought pains him, but he refuses to let it show. He wants to tell Skye what he wanted to say earlier, when she stopped him, but the memory of how she reacted, keeps him from doing so. If this is what he can have in the moment, he will take it.
He moves his thumb faster over her clit, and can feel her tremble around him. He knows that it won't take either of them long to come. He peppers her face with kisses, and begins to move faster, hearing the sound of their bodies slapping together echo through the room.
His back stings as Skye's nails digs further in, but it's a pain he is more than happy to take for having her here in his arms in this very moment. "Skye…" Her name falls from his lips as he can feel the heat build in the base of his spine, and it won't take much to bring him over the edge now.
Skye comes with a shout of his name, crying it out as she feels shivers of pleasure run through her. She digs her nails further into his back as she rides out her orgasm, and hears him moan as she clenches around him. She holds onto him as he buries her face in her neck when he comes, his whisper of her name is like a caress, and she kisses him as he lets the pleasure ebb off after a few moments.
"That was amazing," She whispered, running her hand through his now sweat-slicked hair. She happily kisses him again when he grins at her. "You were amazing," She nods with a smile. "I guess I kind of was. But you brought this on," She laughs, "So you have my ever grateful thanks."
She is still breathing a little harshly when he pulls out of her and pulls her to his chest. She traces small maps on his pecs, and she grins when she hears him laugh. Their eyes meet again, and she lets him take her hand and kiss it. "I almost don't want you to go." She looks down. "It's the best for us both." Grant says, and Skye agrees. Keeping him on a distance would perhaps be the best thing. At least for now. She can feel her eyes closing, and hears his voice telling her to sleep.
When she wakes a couple of hours later, the apartment is dark, and Grant is nowhere to be found. She notices that his clothes are gone, and then sees the folded note on the pillow next to hers. She unfolds it, and smiles weakly when she sees the three words written on the paper:
" I love you."