Warning: NSFW!
The door to Sergeant Calhoun's quarters swished open, and she strolled through along with her new fiancée. Their romantic dinner didn't go as planned, but the interrupted evening wouldn't stop them from celebrating their engagement.
They both thought it best to get out of Fix-It Felix Jr. (minus Felix's pager at his lady's orders) before anything else happened. Hero's Duty wasn't the most ideal place to celebrate, but the walls of the quarters were less likely to bleed noise than the Niceland apartments. And Tamora could threaten anyone with a gun if someone so much as walked by her door loudly.
Tamora paused at the door, kicking off her red heels, as Felix set the pie container down on the little half table against wall. Tamora plopped onto her bed, her skirt tugging up nearly revealing her underthings. Felix smiled her way, and he hopped onto the bed beside her.
"You did good, short-stack," Tamora complimented, holding up her hand and admiring the golden ring inlaid with tiny diamonds.
"I'm over the moon that you like it." It'd taken some searching, but Felix was happy with his choise of engagement rings. The embedded diamonds on the band were perfect for Tamora to wear underneath her glove during gameplay.
Tamora side-eyed her fiancée, and a smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Why don't you get comfort, and then help me out this getup?"
Not needing anymore persuasion, Felix quickly removed his boots and gloves; unbuttoning his dress shirt and tossing it on a chair nearly. He eagerly got to work unzipping Tamora's dress, savoring in the smoothness of her skin as he slipped the little black number off her shoulders. He pressed a kiss to the back of her shoulder, humming in her ear, "I love you, Tammy Jean."
Tamora twisted around to capture his mouth with a soft kiss. She moved to lean on her knees as they indulged, shedding the dress and letting it fall to the floor. Tamora's fingers found the button on Felix's jeans, and slowly unzipped the remaining obstacle.
All the while, Felix's hands roamed her bare back and sides, outlining every curve. He felt Tamora smile against his lips, a welcoming sign that she was enjoying herself. The pressure underneath his jeans was now relieved, thanks to Tammy's nimble fingers. He broke their connection to free himself of the denim and boxers as Tamora helped to yank off his undershirt.
Felix glanced at his lady, pausing to take in the sight of her. They'd been here before; revealing every part of themselves to each other. Thinking back to their first time always made Felix blush. He'd shyly hid his eyes, believing it improper to gaze upon a lady's secret places. Tamora had grasped his hand, bringing it to touch her bare shoulder, slowly slipping it down to other faint-worthy extremities.
Felix leaned in to unclasp the front of her bra, his hands lingering on the curve of her breasts as he slipped the straps off. "Like what you see?" Tamora chuckled, at the mesmerized gleam in her fiancée's eyes.
Felix flicked his gaze up to meet Tamora's. "Yes, ma'am," he admitted, enthusiastically.
Tamora reached out her fingers to draw lines along his chest. "I like what I see." The handyman may have been programmed with boyish features, but he was surprisingly strong and hid some nice muscles underneath his work clothes. His small stature was the complete opposite of Brad Scott, but there was something far more appealing Tamora saw in Fix-It than she could ever find in the buff and brawny Dr. Scott.
Maybe because it was him – her little handyman - the man that she loved without any flippin' programming telling her to.
She felt Felix shiver under her feathery touch, and his fingers gripped her waist, seeming to hold on for dear life. She could pull him over the edge quickly if she wanted to.
Tamora crossed her legs and drew Felix into her lap. Even elevated on her legs, she still had to lean down to capture his lips. They played around for several minutes, kissing each other in various places; smiling and giggling and enjoying. These moments were worth all the drudgery that consisted of their daily work lives.
Felix open-mouth kissed her neck and suckled just the right spot. Tamora tensed underneath his ministrations as his tongued tickled and teased and thoroughly worked her nearly over the edge. She exhaled a ragged breath, searching the space between them with her hand.
She gently grasped Felix's member and it bounced excitedly at her touch. A smirk grazed her lips as Felix groaned against her throat. Tamora hugged him closer to her as she slip his length inside her, wriggling as it slid in to the hilt.
"Tammy…"Felix breathed his voice deep and needy, sending warmth into her belly.
Tamora opened her legs farther as Felix began to move inside her. Her head lulled to the side as her hands raked up and down his back, encouraging him on. No matter if they were drinking a round at Tapper's or entangled in love making, Tamora knew without a doubt that this was the man she could be with for the rest of their programmed lives. No matter how opposite ends they seemed, they fit together and that's what counted.
The intensity was building quickly and Tamora couldn't stay still any longer. She pulled back and met Felix's thrust with one of her own, jarring her most sensitive spot just right. She let out a cry, nails digging into Felix's back as her rode out her pleasure.
Felix groaned, thrusting hard a few more times before he hissed and pressed his forehead against her shoulder as he rode out his own pleasure. Tamora wrapped her arms around him, planting a soft kiss to his shoulder that spoke more than words could at that moment.
Her eyes caught sight of the engagement ring sparkling on her finger, and she smiled against his skin, reaffirming that there was no other place she'd rather be than at her handyman's side.