Hey Everyone! Remember me?

time for an update ya'll! This little ficlet doesn't have a specific time frame or episode tag. It was simply something in my head that I had to get out.

Though you might like to know that this post has inspired my new AU which will be hopefully coming soon. Its been a while since I've written a chaptered fic cos I'm pretty terrible at posting (as if you haven't noticed lol! Life just gets in the way like all the time!) anyhoo if anyone wants to know more you can PM me or whatevs!

Hope you enjoy this little teaser and if you do or if ya don't, please hit that review button at the bottom and make my day!

"You realise you look more like mafia than LAPD?"

Andy looked at Sharon in the mirror's reflection, an amused expression on his face at her random observation.

"Excuse me?" His reply carried on a small laugh as he straightened his tie.

Sharon smiled as she sat on the edge of his bed pulling on her pantyhose. Her eyes moved over him appreciatively as he stood in front of her. "Everytime you wear those ridiculously sexy three piece suits; you look like mafia."

"I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing." Andy chuckled, walking back towards the bed.

Sharon resisted the urge to moan as she took in his appearence, he was wearing the dark suit today, with the blue shirt and she wouldn't deny for one second that he looked good in it. Right now his jacket was absent, her eyes briefly caught sight of it discarded on the chair by the door to the room, she didn't remember tossing it there.

He should have known really. Should have anticipated her reaction when he rolled up at a Major crimes/FID shared crime scene this morning.

He should have known that showing up looking all suave and sexy would drive her insane. Maybe he did know and was simply torturing her. Either way they both should have known they would end up at his place for lunch today.

Quickies had never been Sharon Raydor's style but she found she was willing to make an exception in the case of Andy Flynn.

Sharon sighed softly when she felt his breath on her cheek, his hands in fists on the bed, positioned either side of her body, trapping her without even touching her.

"It's, a very good thing." Her voice was soft and breathy and caused Andy to smile, his lips resting just below her ear, placing feather light kisses to her skin.

"Yeah?" Andy ghosted his lips along her cheek, travelling slowly towards her lips, capturing them breifly before he pulled back to look at her,

"So...hot." Sharon whispered the words, her hands moving to his cheeks as she pulled him in for a deep, powerful kiss.

Andy moved closer, unconsciously forcing her to lay back on the bed, his body moving up to cover her's.

Sharon moaned into the kiss, her fingers slipping down his neck, resting delicately around the top of his tie. Her breath hitched just a little when she felt the delicious pressure of Andy's body against her's, though he was always careful not to crush her beneath him, sometimes she thought she wouldn't mind if he did, what a wonderful pain that would be!

His hands travelled a slow path up her sides, gripping sporadically before they came to rest just below her breasts.

Sharon's deep moan when she felt his body shift against her's brought her out of her haze. Her eyes flew open and her hands pushed him up just a little. "Stop." She said softly, her breathing still shallow, she could tell by the look on his face that her eyes betrayed the passion she felt.

"Why?" Andy asked the question, knowing she'd hate him for it.

"We have to get back to work."

"Not yet." He whispered, his lips dropping to the hollow of her neck.

Sharon exhaled slowly, failing to stop her body from reacting to his touch, her head dropped back against the bed and for a brief moment she worried how her hair was going to look when she finally got out of this room.

The way he held her beneath him, trapping her so softly and yet firmly, it all made her heart tighten in her chest.

Sometimes she wished he wasn't so sweet and gentle with her. The way he always made sure she felt safe and protected. It was exactly that, that made her question at times just how much she was invested in this thing between them.

Sharon had never been in a no strings attached purely sexual relationship before and she had to admit it was kinda thrilling. No pressure and no expectations was nice and she was thoroughly enjoying the newly discovered reckless side of her personality. Yet at the same time she knew herself well enough to know that she couldn't be with someone as openly as she was with Andy, where she could just let go and reveal absolutely every part of herself to him, without caring for him on some level that surpassed 'just sex'.

"Andy..."

"I know." Andy whispered against her lips, Sharon could feel his smile. "They'll be sending out a search party before long."

Sharon smiled and pushed him up from the bed, moving towards the mirror to make some attempt to flatten her hair. "This is all your fault Andy Flynn." She sighed quickly, running her hands through the long brunette locks.

"Your hair?" Andy laughed, lifting his suit jacket from the chair and pulling it on.

"No. Well yes, actually, since this problem occured thanks to a series of events you started Lieutenant."

"Elaborate?"

"If you hadn't have worn that suit today, shown up at my crime scene.."

"My crime scene!" Andy interrupted, watching as she smiled and shook her head, the familiar FID/Major Crimes jurisdiction argument surfacing again.

"Our crime scene!" Sharon looked at him as if to put an end to the debate and went back to her hair. "If you hadn't shown up at our crime scene wearing that suit and that look in your eye this wouldn't have happened!"

"You're looking pretty hot yourself today Captain."

Sharon looked over her shoulder at him, smiling when she noted his eyes were fixed on her legs.

"And besides," Andy continued, "I do recall it was you, Captain, that texted me in regards to this little, workout! I was quite happily driving back to the office it was you that couldn't resist me, you just couldn't wait til tonight and I get it, I understand, I'm just too much for some women to resist!" Andy rambled on with a wide grin, watching as Sharon folded her arms and looked at him with the famous Raydor stare.

"Oh please, I whistle once and you're at my feet within seconds and you know it."

"I do know it." Andy moved towards her, folding his arms around her body as he pulled her into him.

Sharon didn't give in right away, her arms remained folded across her chest as he kissed her.

Eventually her arms gave up and her hands turned to lay flat on his chest as she kissed him back with equal ferocity.

"So about tonight?" Sharon spoke against his lips, her fingers gripping the lapels of his jacket.

"Yeah?" He asked, smiling into her kiss.

"I'm thinking my place, bubble bath, candles….chocolate."

"Will you wear the lingerie?"

Sharon rolled her eyes, her smile widening as she pulled him impossibly closer, his own hands clasping her butt to hold her tight against him.

"The red one?"

"Ohhh the red one." Andy repeated her words on a dreamy sigh. He would forever adore the day he stumbled across Sharon Raydor's extensive lingerie collection.

"and the red Jimmy Choos."

"This is not helping me let you go anytime sooner Captain."

Sharon laughed and kissed him firmly, drawing his bottom lip into her mouth and sucking briefly before releasing him. "The quicker we solve this case the quicker you get to unwrap me Lieutenant."

Andy exhaled quickly and released her abruptly, hastily picking up his cell and his gun. "Yeah you're right, gotta go, things to do people to see, criminals to arrest! Busy day I'll call you later bye!"

He was out of the door faster than expected and she laughed at his sudden speed. "I guess I'll give you the head start then?"

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