(A/N: Hey here the second one I wrote. Hope you like and hopefully I'll have another chapter of By the Dark of the Moon up and the Teenage Angst will take some time. Those chapters just like to be long for some reason. Alright so here it is. Please review and I hope you enjoy.)
Make Up
The trail of clothes started from the living room and kept going.
Ties, shirts, pants, could be found as it continued to the bedroom.
George stretched against Elliot and he felt the arm around him tighten.
"I'm not going to leave," he said, softly.
"You better not," was the reply mumbled against his neck.
"I just might." The arm tightened.
"Is your hand okay?"
"Yes. A lot of the swelling went down."
Elliot pulled back a little from him and gently pulled George onto his back. He grabbed the doctor's left wrist and kissed the bruised knuckles softly.
George caught his wince as he did.
"Sorry about you lip." he said, smirking. Elliot glared at him.
George brushed his thumb over the scab on the detective's lip.
"I didn't know you could punch so hard." He gave a small smile at the statement.
"There's one thing good that came out of this."
George cocked an eyebrow. "Really, what?"
"We now know we have great make-up sex." Elliot said with a crooked grin.
George rolled his eyes and smiled.