Disclaimer: I know it's been a while since I updated this fic, but I had been busy, plus I had a bad case of writer's block so I took a break. As always nothing is mine but the plot. I also wanted to let you all know that the fic is now in the mature rating, due to some more depth in adult content. Enjoy and comment, I enjoy hearing your thoughts!

The setting was familiar, except we were nineteen years older, and much more experienced. Plus, this time, we weren't on a moving craft, and we definitely weren't hiding from my father. Indy and I were finally going to get our break...with no distractions, of course.

Indy set me down on the bed; I sat up, moved to the edge of the bed, and began unbuttoning my blouse. He removed his coat, and his work shirt, exposing his muscular, toned body. I smiled. Moving closer to me, I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he kissed me down my neck. I could hear my voice becoming hoarse, as the only word that would be spoken was, "Indy..." He smiled, as his hand gently moved up my shirt, and across my back. Finally, he reached over to completely unbutton my blouse, exposing only my brassiere. Indy smiled, and we pushed ourselves close to each other. My finger traced his pecs, and I nuzzled against his shoulder. Indy kissed my forehead, which was a bit damp, and I smiled. I reached in my hair, and took out my hair clip; my hair was now flowing freely across the bed, and cascading past my shoulder.

"You look beautiful, Marion." Indy said, his arms wrapped gently around my waist. I grinned, whispering hoarsely, "Thank you." I kissed his lips gently, and drew back, waiting to see if he liked my kiss. Indy then took my face in his hands and returned the kiss, which turned into us making out, with Indy's hands running through the waves in my long, dark brown hair. We were starving for intimate contact. My sweat soaked body was pressed against his. Indy smiled as I carefully inched up towards his face. He was wearing that damn fedora. It's like his security blanket. He rarely takes it off. Finally, I reached over, and snatched the fedora off his head. Pressing my body against his, I leaned my head forward, and puckered my lips to give him a kiss. Kissing him, I could feel the magic rise up again for both of us. Pulling back I looked into his crystal blue eyes, and his eyes seemed to say, "Go for it." Leaning back in closer, I kissed him, and we sat up in the bed, making out. When we finally took a break to catch our breaths, he said, "I'm guessing you enjoyed it, sweetheart?" Gasping, I said, "Yes, yes..." He smiled. "I hope you're not tired."

I smirked. "Hey, just because we're older now doesn't mean we're supposed to act our ages!" Indy took me in his arms, and laughed."Of course not, sweetheart." He kissed me, and we lay in bed, my head resting on Indy's chest. Then, when we least expected it, Mutt burst in the room. He was obviously very excited. But, as he barged in, he paused and glanced at us. We weren't exactly presentable, if you know what I mean. I reached for the covers to cover my top half, and Indy, well, he just sat there, his mouth gaped open.

"Mutt! What the hell—why didn't you knock?" Indy said, irked. He turned to me, and said, "Will we ever get any privacy here?" I put a hand to my forehead in embarrassment. Since we got home from South America, we have not been able to get any alone time. Our sex was almost always interrupted, and any couples time that we got alone, we savored every moment. Secretly, I think Indy was counting down the days until Mutt moved out. I decided to get my word in.

"Henry Jones the Third!" Oh yes, drag out the full name. Mutt usually knows he's in huge trouble when I use that as arsenal.

"This is the last straw, young man. What the hell is wrong with you? Ever since we got home, and Indy and I married, you've been not very respectful of our privacy. Whenever we want time alone, we don't get it." I felt good. I asserted myself and made it clear we weren't going to take it anymore. Indy tapped me gently on the shoulder, signaling that he wanted to say something.

"Mutt," Indy said sternly," Do we interrupt you when you're necking your girlfriends?"

Mutt, who was now embarrassed, said, "Yes, you have...well Mom more so than you." I begged to differ. That was bullshit. I never interrupted...I was not home all the time when he had girls over. The only time I ever intervened was when I found a girl in his bed.

I yelled at him some more." Mutt, that is total bullshit right there. I've never interrupted you except for that time I found a girl in your bed!"

Indy was clueless. "A girl in his bed?"

I turned to him, "Nothing happened, dear. At least I'd like to think so. That was over a year ago."

I sighed. "Now, Mutt dear...please tell us why you barged in her right when we were about to..." Indy cut me off there, he whispered, "God Marion, we don't want him to not look at us the same again...we're his parents for crying out loud." I whispered in his ear," Indy, he's already screwed. He's definitely not going to be seeing us in the same way for a while."

Mutt continued."Well the college called, I passed my GED, and my entrance exams to the college they said were passed with flying colors. I tested out on a lot of various subjects with the score on the entrance exam."

I smiled."Congratulations, dear! That's wonderful." Indy grinned, "That's my boy!" Mutt smiled, and said, "Well I better get out of the room, and leave you two..." He made a disgusted face."Ew. I walked in on my parents in an awkward position. Ew, ew...ew." Mutt shut the door behind him.

Indy smiled."Now where were we?" He kissed me. "You're cute when you're angry, you know that don't you?" I pushed the covers away gently with my foot, and ran my foot up his leg. I laid there on him, staring deep into his blue eyes. His arms were around my waist, his hands running up my back. When his hands caught on to my brassiere, he carefully unhooked it and slipped it off, throwing it wherever it would land. It was a game we had, sort of. Usually I'd pick his fedora off his head and put it on my head.

Indy smiled."Marion, you look adorable in my hat." I put a finger to his lips, shushing him with a seductive smile.

I had my ways of seducing Indy. I knew how to make him fall for me even more.

Sigh...it's just like old times.