Fashion Stunt

Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or any characters featured in either of the seasons.

A.N: After a long wait, and lack of inspiration I finally got another chapter done. Hope you all enjoy! Tell me what you think, and sorry for the wait!

Max didn't know what to think, well she couldn't really think at all. Alec was kissing her, what was she suppose to think? How soft his lips where and how they were driving her crazy? NO!

Alec was in heaven or in a euphoric limbo. He was kissing Max and what gave him the balls to do so, he had no idea. Leaning up, away from Max's very delicious lips, he opened his eyes and saw her eyes were closed and she had followed his motion of leaning up. When she opened her eyes she had a very glazed look of her face. His un-doing though was when she licked her lips while staring at him.

Swooping down, Alec kissed Max again. This time the kiss was more confident and became more personal when Max began to respond to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Wrapping his own arms around her petit waist and shoulders, Alec sat up, pulling Max with him to straddle his lap. Running his hands up her shirt clad back, Alec reached her neck and cupped her face while tangling some of his fingers in her hair.

Max felt his hands move up her back and couldn't help but shutter. When he cupped her face she felt her own hands slide down from around his neck to feel his chest. Running her hands over his bare chest, Max felt another shutter run through her, or so she thought.

Few moments her brain registered the shutter wasn't natural…it was electronic and followed by a muffled shrill sound. Pulling away from her delightful distraction Max realized her cell-phone was going off and it broke through her lust filled mind. "Uh…" she groaned before answering the phone, "hello?" She groaned as Alec didn't stop his ministrations, instead moved down her neck and collarbone.

"Max? Are you alright?" Max gritted her teeth as she tried to concentrate on the annoying voice on the phone, she meant Logan's voice on the phone.

"Uh…yeah…" she sighed out as Alec found a particularly pleasurable spot behind her ear. That was just sinful. "What's…up?" Max didn't really pay attention to what he had to say; Alec's lips and hands were to distracting. And she really preferred latter than the first, and that exactly why she wasn't pushing Alec away as he assaulted her tingling skin. "Uh...Logan?" She almost got out without a little moan.

"Max are you sure you are alright?"

"Oh I'm perfect," Alec growled in agreement, causing a vibration run up her throat.

"What was that?"

"My cat," she answered leaning down and starting to nibble on Alec's throat.

"Your cat? You don't have a cat, Max. Are you under the influence?" Logan asked erritatingly. Alec was tired of not being able to taste Max's lips.

"Look Loggy Bear, Max is busy and I'd rather her do more interesting things with her mouth than talk to you. So good bye!" Alec said quickly after grabbing the offensive phone and then chucked it across the room as he began an immediate assault on her lips again.

It was a few minutes or hours later when Max's mind began to clear again and think straight. More like straight to the point of wondering what the hell she was doing and why wasn't she jumping away from Alec. "Alec..." she gasped and he found her special spot of her neck. "No," she whispered trying to control herself. Alec didn't make any indecation that she heard her, instead he worked his way down her neck to her collar bone and then to the other side of her neck and worked up. Whne he reached her lips he placed butterfly kisses on her lips and on her face. "Alec...stop."

"No." He said simply placing a hard kiss on her lips as he ran a hand down her side to the curve of her hip.

"Yes, no. Stop," she got out firmly. How she would never know, because his kisses were so distracting and he was so damn good at it!

"Why?" He asked looking her with those eyes of liquid pools.

"We need to stop." He just kissed her again, soundlessly. "No." Sighing he pulled away and stared at her. Flushed and pouty lips with those unbelievable chocolate eyes and in his lap. She expected him to be able to stop?

"No?" He asked simply.

"No." She replied as he lightly ran a finger to the side of her face, moving a strand of her hair away from her face.

"Now."

"Yes."

"No, now." He was starting to confuse her.

"Yes," apparently they were having two conversations because he began to kiss her again. "Stop."

"No." He groaned as she pulled away and applied pressure to his chest giving off a hint. "You really mean 'now' kiss you now." He reasoned as she arched an eyebrow.

"And you came to this conclusion how?"

"'No' is 2/3 of 'now' so, now!" And with that reasoning explained he kissed her again, ignoring his phone that was ringing in the distance. This time Max didn't protest, guess he was right.