This idea came to me whilst listening to the thunder and lightening last night, and I thought this would be adorable :D apologise for any mistakes as I'm uploading this from my iPod. Please review, would be lovely :-) x
"Max, once you've finished sitting on your arse doing nothing a patient needs transferring ASAP" Connie shouted rather rudely across the staff room.
"I'm on my break" he replied calmly.
"And I'm the boss, so I suggest you do some actual work before I fire you" Connie hissed back, unaware of Zoe's presence behind her.
"Don't talk to him like that" Zoe said sternly, "he's entitled to a break like the rest of us are, leave him alone"
"Excuse me?" Connie said, taken back by Zoe's defensive attitude; she couldn't gather why Zoe was sticking up for Max.
"Max might only be a porter but he's still entitled to a break" Zoe repeated, giving Max a sly wink as she flicked the kettle on to boil.
"Max, don't forget to transfer that patient" Connie barked before leaving the staff room and throwing Zoe a filthy look, slamming the door in temper as she left.
"Thank you" Max said, jumping up from his position on the sofa as he made his way over to Zoe.
"You can thank me properly later" she replied, a smirk plastering her face. Taking advantage of an empty staff room, Max snaked his arms around Zoe's waist, pressing light kisses into her neck as she angled her head; allowing him more access. As she turned in his arms to face him, he backed her towards the counter, lifting her up onto the worktop; his lips never leaving hers for a moment.
"Max" Zoe protested, "not here, surely you can wait until later"
"Not when your skirt is that tight" he grinned as she laughed infectiously, jumping down from the surface as they were quickly broken apart by two oblivious nurses entering the room. "What time does your shift finish?" he asked, keeping his voice low.
Looking down at her wrist watch, Zoe answered "in an hour or so"
"I'll meet you outside then" he beamed. Giving her bum a light pinch as headed back to work, leaving Zoe smiling into her mug of steaming back coffee; butterflies filling her stomach.
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"Wow, that was some thank you" Zoe panted as Max rolled off her, pulling her close to his side as they lay a messy tangle of limbs wrapped around each other in his bed. They lay in a comfortable silence for a few minutes; merely enjoying one others company, their breathing the only sounds in the room. Zoe thought back to the first time they had sex - she didn't stay for long after, for her it was just sex. No cuddling like this. It had taken Max near enough six months to get her into bed, and when he finally did, he was reluctant to let her go. She remembered how as she re-dressed he grabbed her hand pulling her back, his hand cupping her face as he kissed her thoroughly. She wished she hadn't of broken that kiss and left like she did, she wished she had stayed and mirrored her current actions.
"What are you thinking about?" Max asked, his deep voice sending chills down Zoe's spine as he spoke.
"Nothing much - just how lovely this is" Zoe said truthfully, instantly regretting her words as she didn't want to sound too soppy. Her hand rested on his chest as her fingers gently ran along the shape of his pectoral muscles, every so often scraping her finger nail across his nipple as she contently watched his chest rise and fall as his breathing returned to its normal pace.
His fingers ran through her silk like dark hair and her head like always found home on his chest, instinctively wrapping an arm around her as his fingers ran smoothly down her sides. Suddenly, the room was lit for a split second by a lightening flash, the crashing sounds of thunder immediately following.
"Are you scared?" Max asked as he felt Zoe's grip on him increase.
"I'm a senior consultant in emergency medicine - I've seen more dead bodies than you've seen sunrises, of course I'm not scared of a bit of thunder" she protested, jumping slightly as another batch of earth trembling thunder rumbled.
Max held her tighter, a smile cornering his mouth - she'd finally shown a weakness, he thought. After all of the months he's known her, this was the first time she'd allowed her guard to slightly drop. As the thunder and lightening continued, Zoe clung onto Max, their skin glued together.
"Night Max" Zoe said, closing her heavy eyes.
"Night spider-man" he chuckled, placing a kiss onto the top of her head. Her now shallow breathing told him she'd fallen asleep, satisfied she was comfortable and safe, protected from the outside noise, he allowed sleep to descend over him.