"But we are so good at arguing…" she teased, changing the subject.

Lucy leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Tim's neck and went in for a passionate kiss.

"I know…" he replied as soon as he had the chance. He kissed her back while standing up and placing one hand on her back. Just a quick peck on the lips before teasing her back.

"But I'm hoping we are good at… certain other things as well."

He looked her in the eyes and then he moved his gaze to her lips. He couldn't stop smiling. He couldn't wait to have her, naked, in his arms.

"Mmm? Do you want to find out right now?" she asked, hoping he would agree.

"Yeah" he exhaled almost inaudibly.

Tim went in for another kiss, gently caressing her hair while Lucy proceeded to unbutton his shirt, quickly and with no hesitation. While he was removing it and tossing it on the floor, she took a quick look at his chest in admiration. All of it was hers.

Tim's body was toned and tanned, she could trace every single muscle in his body, and yet what made him even sexier were his scars. The bullet scar he took on their first day of patrol, the back surgery scar, and all the others, carrying memories of a tough job.

He grabbed her back with one arm, kissing her passionately, sucking her lower lip and interlacing his tongue with hers. He pushed her towards her bedroom door, making sure to protect her head from bumping into the frame. She was caressing his back and his side, down to his hips. She grabbed his belt and pulled him even closer.

With a quick movement, Tim pushed her even further, entering the bedroom and closing the door behind them. In the heat of the moment, they almost tripped on the rug causing Tim to stumble and Lucy to giggle. They were both glad the other wasn't taking this too seriously. Sex should always be passionate but there should be also space for giggly moments.

Tim smiled. It was one of his cheeky smiles. He grabbed Lucy tightly once again. With his hands on her back, he kissed her wildly, alternating light bites to her lips to licks and wet smooches. He untied her pink blouse's bow. He gently let the blouse slide down her shoulders and tossed it on the floor next to them.

Lucy interrupted the kiss to focus on the rest of his clothing and to catch a break. Her lips were already reddened from the passionate interaction and she was already slightly out of breath.

He unbuckled his belt but she stopped him. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her sides, just an inch lower than her breasts. He let her unzip his jeans and let gravity take them down to the floor. He was now in his black tight boxers, his member was bulging. Lucy gave it a glance and bit her lower lip, seductively looking back into Tim's eyes.

He grabbed her black vest and with a swift move he pulled it up over her shoulder and her head until she was freed. Her perfect, generous breast was now staring at him, still trapped in a lace bra that left very little to the imagination. He was mesmerized by her nipples, barely visible but peeking through the floral pattern. His mouth was slightly open, foretasting the moment he would suck on them.

Lucy was turned on by his fascination and unbuttoned her trousers. She let them fall on the floor without any fuss. Now they were both in their underwear, horny and ready to mess up the bed.

Tim kissed her on the neck and started massaging the back of her head, occasionally pulling gently on her hair. His other hand was caressing her spine and reaching her bra. The next step was unhooking her bra swiftly and without getting stuck.

Lucy was enjoying his breath on her neck, his kisses, and she was aroused by the hair pulling. One hand was gripping his back. She was trying to control herself but he couldn't hold back from leaving some light scratch marks. Her other hand started a quick journey from the back of his head down to his thigh. After a few caresses, she moved it right in between his legs, carefully cupping his underwear and massaging his member. She could feel it getting harder and bigger through the elastic fabric.

Having successfully unhooked her bra, he gently started removing it while bringing his kisses and nibbling further down her body. He grabbed one of her breasts and started sucking on her nipple. Her tits were really warm and incredibly soft. His tongue was drawing circles around her nipple making it harden. He then grabbed her other tit and sucked on the other nipple. He went on, giving and taking away attention from each one. She was moaning and running her nails across his back. Good, she was liking it.

Her massage was becoming fruitful. His cock was pulsating through the boxers and it was starting to perk up. She moved both her hands to his neck and demanded his attention. There was no need for words. After a quick look and both of them agreed it was time to move to the next phase.

He grabbed her back once more, this time with both arms, and lifted her body effortlessly, chucking it into the center of the bed. She giggled and braced her breasts to avoid them giggling like pudding in an earthquake. That image both surprised and aroused Tim who quickly but carefully started to remove her panties.

She was now laying in the middle of the bed, completely naked. Tim took a second to look at her and bless his luck. He removed his boxers without taking his eyes off of her and he started climbing the bed, like a panther salivating at the sight of his prey.

He kissed her thigh, gently and slowly making his way up. A little peck on her labia and a nibble just under her belly button. He was caressing her sides while swiftly moving towards her head.

He stopped at her breasts, giving the nipples another lick, and then he looked under her right tit and paused for a moment. His thumb ran over the area, feeling her ribs moving rhythmically under her heavy breathing. His fingers glanced over that area one more time.

"You kept it" he murmured, keeping his eyes on the DOD tattoo.

"Yeah" she replied, with a hint of a smile.

"I wondered if you did but I didn't want to ask."

"Yeah, I kept it because of you."

"Me?" surprised by her answer, he looked at her.

"Yes, you. You told me it was a symbol of survival and it's true. I'm a better cop because of that. I'm a better person because of what happened."

"You know, I think I would have died if I'd lost you."

"But I'm here. And we are here. That day changed us and brought us closer."

"Yeah… so, wait, are you saying that day is the reason why we are together?" he tried to lighten the mood.

"I mean, you were my knight in shining armor and I was the damsel in distress… You know, em'happy ever after'/em and all of that..." she replied, settling once and for all that she was over that traumatic experience.

"Oh, happy ever after, uh?"

"Well, we deserve a happy ending, I think."

"You think?"

"I mean, at least tonight…?" she was ready to get back to business.

"As you wish, milady."

While Lucy was still giggling at that last remark, Tim kissed her tattoo and slid over to her side, finally reaching her, face to face, and focusing on her lips again.

While their mouth were busy interlacing tongues and exchanging saliva, their hands were free to play around. Lucy started tickling one of her nipples with one hand and, with the other, she regained control of his member, this time without the boxers to protect it.

She started moving her hand from base to tip, gingerly but rhythmically, slowly at first then alternating quick movements to gentle caresses. Her thumb playing with the tip in a circular motion. His cock was getting harder. Its girth was growing and her fingers could feel the veins pulsating under her touch.

Tim grabbed one of her legs, bending her knee and pulling it toward him. He slid his hand from her chest down to her belly, finally reaching her labia once again. He started massaging them gently in a circular motion for a few seconds, then he started applying more and more pressure on them, slowly moving his middle finger back and forth until her crotch naturally opened up allowing him to play with her clitoris.

He was turning her on by tapping it and massaging it, occasionally edging her touching the entrance to her vagina and swiftly moving back to her magic pleasure pearl. Her back was arching while his touch was quick and steady, she would then relax and breathe heavily when he slowed down or stopped. It was a perfect game to make her want him even more.

After another quick look at each other, they knew it was time to take this all the way to the finish line. Tim jumped on his knees and placed himself between Lucy's legs. He handed her a pillow to get more comfortable. She adjusted her head and back and pulled her ankles toward her hips, spreading her legs wide open.

Tim got closer. Her juicy opening was just an inch away from the tip of his cock. A quick glance at her once again, just to confirm she was ready. She was.

He pushed the tip in carefully while she let out a quiet moan. He started rocking back on forth, just entering her an inch, an inch and a half, allowing her skin to stretch to a point where she was comfortable taking it all in.

She placed her hands on his thighs, adjusting the thrusts to her liking. Then she stopped and, to his shocking surprise, she pushed her pelvis all the way down towards him. She let out a loud moan of satisfaction and they started rocking together for mutual pleasure.

Continuing in with his thrusts, Tim leaned forward, putting his weight on his arms, on either side of her body. He bent his elbows to kiss her and then straighten his back and arms to focus on his movement, closing his eyes while enjoying the pleasure he was experiencing.

Lucy was touching and pulling her own hair with one hand and, with the other, she was playing with her clitoris. She was moving her ass in a circular motion while contracting her pelvic floor muscles. It was hurting her a little to have such a large cock in her vagina, but the pleasure that this created was so worth the very little pain she was experiencing.

Her moans grew louder and his breathing was starting to become heavy and uneven. They looked at each other and silently agreed they were ready to culminate.

Lucy came first. Her body bent over the mattress and she let out a loud, sexual cry. A second later, Tim echoed her moan and collapsed over her body. His member was still inside her. She hugged his body with her legs and stroked his head, resting on her chest.

"Oh, my God…" she let out in one exhale.

"So, yeah… we are good at this."

"We are fucking brilliant at this!"

"You're welcome" he smiled, teasing her one last time.

"Oh, you… shut up and kiss me!"

Tim pulled his member out of Lucy, hugged her tight and kissed her once more. Not only they were made for each other, but their bodies were also made for each other.

She was still stroking his head. He went back to caressing her chest, carefully grabbing her breasts and teasing her nipples again.

"We need a shower."

"Indeed we do."

"But then I wouldn't mind doing this again… I mean, if YOU don't mind."

"Well, if YOU don't mind, I have an idea for the shower…"

Lucy giggled at the cheekiness of his lover and got out of bed, ready to see what was next for them. She was heading to the en-suite bathroom but stopped and looked back at Tim, lustfully.

"Give me a minute!" shouted Tim.

"Okay, I'm going ahead and starting all by myself then."

Tim jumped out of bed, his member still semi-erected, his chest a bit sweaty. His face seemed to show a bit of tiredness but mainly happiness and eagerness to have Lucy in his arms once again.

"I'm ready!" he proclaimed, running after her and entering the bathroom.

They were both laughing loudly and touching each other, ready for another round.