AUTHORS NOTE: As you'll have already noticed, this story has changed its original title and that is because I am now making it a series of dirty little one shots. I'm hoping that they'll get a little bit more risqué but to do that, I need some scenarios so hit me with them my dear readers! This one was given by the beautiful Emma (Jewdrop91) and for that, I thank you :)

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[Elevator Errors]


Stepping into the elevator, Jackie sighed with happiness as she thought of how she was going to be able have five minutes to herself as she made the dash to grab lunch seeing as Robbie was being particularly annoying today. She didn't even know what it was that he was particularly doing but today she just wanted to staple his mouth shut and give him a good kick in the... "Whoa Jacks, did you not hear me shouting at you to hold the door?" He asked putting his hand between the doors as they went to shut and stepped inside, that annoying grin lighting up his face as he stepped in. The doors closed before she could leave.

"Where are you going?" She demanded to know, her hands running through her short brown hair as she turned to look at him.

"I thought you might want some help going to get lunch," he said with a cheesy grin and turned back to look at the doors. She glared at him, her arms crossing her chest as she glared at him. He was constantly assuming things lately and it was starting to annoy her.

"I don't need your help at all, thank you." She clipped harshly and turned back to look at the doors too, her fingernails digging into the flesh of her elbow as she tried to stop herself from screaming at him. Why couldn't he just give her two minutes peace for god sake? She never asked for much and yet when she did, he refused to give it to her but before she could pull him up on it, the elevator stopped and the lights went out. "Oh great," she muttered. She was now stuck with him in a broken elevator.

"What the hell?" His voice said in the darkness as he pressed all the buttons on the pad. "This bloody thing was only serviced last week." He groaned still pressing the buttons causing Jackie to slowly start get more pissed off but not as much as his following comment. "When was the last time you were serviced?" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She couldn't swing at him because she couldn't see him but if there had been light, he was pretty damn lucky she hadn't picked up her gun.

"What gives you the..." She grunted as she was forced up against the wall, his hands holding onto her wrists so that she couldn't punch him because he knew that that would be the thought running through her mind. "What are you..." but before she could continue her sentence, again, he pressed his lips harshly against hers and she gasped against him at the feel of his teeth attacking her lip. She felt her hands curling into fists, the desire to wrap them around the brown locks that was his hair overwhelming. The bruising kiss came to an end leaving them both breathless as they tried their best to look at each other in the dark. "Robbie, what are you..."

"Do you know how crazy you drive me?" He demanded to know as he nipped her jaw with his teeth between every word. He slipped both her wrists into one hand and with his free one started to undo the buttons to the silk shirt that had done nothing but emphasise how generous her chest area was. Once the buttons to just below her breasts were undone, his slipped his hand inside of the material and cupped the breast before, again, attempting to look at her. "Are you going to try and admit that I don't drive you crazy too?"

She wanted to deny it, she needed to deny it. They worked together. This was wrong. They both knew it but as she felt his hand on her breast, a lump formed in her throat and instead of pushing him away she found herself breathing huskily for him to just get a move on. He chuckled against her. "You're such a romantic, sweetheart." He said in the tone of voice he normally reserved for the female witness' and then squeezed her breast, a little harder than she was used to. She should have known that Robbie wasn't the sweet and romantic type but then again, she liked that. She wasn't the flowers and wine kind of girl and she'd never met someone that wanted to just give it to her. Maybe she'd met her match in Robbie?

However before she could think about it too long, Robbie's lips had attached to her pert nipple through the material of the bra and she gasped as the feeling of the material and his teeth caused immense pleasure. She felt her knees buckling, her hands attempted to break free from his grasp but he wasn't giving up. She sighed. "Please," she tried to plead as she thought of the hard smooth skin that he was hiding beneath his shirt and how warm it would be underneath her hand.

"We haven't got time for foreplay, Jacks." He warned her knowing that they would have noticed that the lift had stopped working and a team would be on its way in seconds. She seemed to agree and rubbed her hips against his, all thoughts of calling this off long gone. "Jacks, are you sure? If you've not..." it was now his turn to have his sentence cut off by her kissing at him aggressively, the distraction enough for her to pull her hands free and for them to immediately latch on to the fastenings of his trousers.

Within a few seconds, his trousers were undone and only pushed down far enough so that she could get her hands into his boxers. She took a firm hold of him in her hands and he gasped against her mouth at the pressure that she was applying. "Jacks," he mouthed against her mouth, immediately moving back into kiss her as he bucked his hips into her hands.

Without letting go of him, Jackie slipped her hand down to her pants and undid her own fly and wiggled so that the material shimmied down to ankles before moving back completely against the wall, finally letting him go. He groaned at the loss of the warmth and pressure but it wasn't long before he had her legs wrapped around his hips and was aligned at her core when he looked up at her. "Are you sure..." he groaned as she responded by thrusting forward and taking him in with one push. She gasped loudly against him, her back arching against the wall as her muscles relaxed around him. He could feel the tension so decided not to move but when her nails clawed into his shoulder and she pressed a hungry kiss against his lips he knew that it was safe for him to continue.

The rhythm started out slow so that she could use to him but as she started panting his name, her hands running through his hair as she pressed wet kisses along his jaw bone caused him to start losing his inhibitions and he forgot about being a little bit of a gentleman. The rhythm increased, the screams of his name escaping her lips started to get louder and he couldn't help but release one of her nipples from its confinement and attach his lips to it causing her to moan even more. He could feel that she was near from how the muscles in her stomach were quivering and from the fact that he was also close. Deciding to cheat, he slipped his hand in between them and started to rub the pad of his thumb against her core and smiled as he pressed a loving kiss to her lips, swallowing every gasp she released.

From the friction caused by his pad and the rhythm of him pushing into her it wasn't long before she was screaming his name loudly, her muscles clamping around him which resulted in him releasing inside of her. He slowly lowered them both to the floor, his hand moving up to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear before taking hold of her lips. The kiss was a lot slower this time but still filled with someone that suddenly frightened her but before anything could be said, the lights came on and the elevator started to move. She quickly started to move again, her shirt being restored to order and her trousers being fastened.

"So it was a subway you wanted, yeah?" She asked before leaving as the doors opened. Robbie watched after her, a smile on his face as he let the doors shut behind him. Now he was going to have to run to the security and paying them for stopping the elevator for him. He pressed the button to go back up to their office.

ANOTHER ONE SHOT COMING SOON...