AU: Here it is my pretties! A lemony fic so sour it'll make you pucker in delight. This is actually the most detailed sex scene I've ever written, so please let me know what you think. Hopefully it the right blend of hot and sweet, but still authentically them.

Also, I really want to write more for them but I'm out of ideas. Send me or comment with prompts please!

Thanks! xx

Chapter 4

By the time they had reached the bedroom, Hope's laughter had turned into a series of unintelligible noises. It had taken the couple minutes longer than it should have, needing to stop twice on the landing and in the hall to devour one another in a passionate kiss. As he kicked his way into the room, Scott sucked her neck viciously, his teeth and tongue both hurting and soothing the spot that no doubt would bear a brilliant hickey in the morning. A breathy groan was all Hope could manage in response.

Placing her down on the end of the bed, he rushed back to the door, making sure to close and lock it. Turning around to the beauty that was Hope, he noticed that she had already begun to remove her clothing. Reaching for the hem of his own shirt, he shucked it off quickly, it joining her top on the floor.

"Eager are we?" he teased, dragging her farther back onto the mattress.

"Shut up and come here." She grabbed his neck, dragging his lips to hers, moaning into their passionate embrace. Her hands roamed the expanse of his back before coming around to his front, her fingers tickling the definition of his abs as they headed south. Grabbing his belt she slid the leather through the cold metal buckle then snapped open the buttons on his jeans. Before she could get them off though, he broke the kiss, needing air.

He heard her gasp as his mouth found purchase once more on her neck, this time right behind her ear. Her hands wound their way through his hair as his lips descended, kissing along her collarbone. He watched her face as his lips continued their trail, his fingers pulling on the straps of her bra, urging the lace material to relent. She arched her back in consent, allowing him the room to flick open the clasp, freeing her small, perky breasts. He grasped the delicate flesh in his hands massing and teasing, feeling the weight of them once more. He dived, taking a pink nipple into his mouth, while his fingers played with the other. She groaned in pleasure, her fingers still gripping his hair tightly. He nipped and soothed, tugged and nuzzled the flesh, feeling her writhe against him in ecstasy. When his teeth scrapped her nipple she called out. "God, Scott, so good."

He grinned, pleased she was enjoying his performance. Holding her steady with his hands, he began to move his actions farther south. His lips danced along the flesh of her belly, the barest of touches, a whisper along her skin. She squirmed, knowing what was to come. Her eyes now open, she watched as her un-snapped her jeans and tugged them, along with her underwear, off her hips. Tossing the offending garment behind his shoulder her grinned up at her, his hair mussed from her fingers and looking positively delicious.

Her head hit the mattress as he dipped low, turning his head at the last minute and finding the soft bit of skin on her inner thigh. He kissed his way to his target, taking pleasure in the smell of her arousal and the evidence of it glistening on her lips. He ran his tongue down the length of her sending a shiver down her spine. His tongue flicked, in and out and over, devouring her like an ice cream cone. She wriggled beneath him, desperate for more but the pleasure of it being almost too much. Taking his time, he pressed more kisses into her thighs and against her mound before inserting a finger between the glistening folds. She tensed, not expecting the intrusion, but settled back down as his finger slid thickly out of her only to plunge in once more. His lips re-attached themselves to her nub, sucking fiercely as his finger dipped in and out.

"More" she rasped. He obliged, adding a second digit. She was positively shaking with need now, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her thighs clenched around his toned waist and her fingers tugged roughly still at his short brown locks. Pressing him impossibly closer she bucked into his face, the feeling of his ministrations overwhelming her. "Just a little...uhh yes, right there." she hissed as his finger crooked slightly. With a few more lavish licks, her eyes slammed shut and the feeling of her orgasm over took her. Her stomach contracted and her folds sucked his fingers close, her whole body feeling as if it was on fire. He waited and watched as her body heaved and tensed, until finally settling into the sheets. He pulled out with a squelching pop, licking the evidence of her arousal from his fingers with a smug look on his face.

Her breasts rose and fell rapidly as she re-gained her breath, her eyes appreciating him with heavy lids. "My God, Scott, that was..."

"Satisfying? Excellent? Earth shattering level greatness?" Hope laughed, rolling her eyes at his confidence. God this man was something else.

"Fucking amazing." she replied, encouraging his good work. "Now come here, I'm not done with you yet." she purred, pulling him by his belt loops.

"Yes ma'am, happy to...oh." She had yanked his pants and underwear down, pulling his already erect cock free. Her lips sucked the top of his dick like a popsicle, causing further mutters of ohs and ahs to fall from his lips. She flicked her tongue out, licking the seam before heading to the base of the shaft. Her nose nuzzled his pubic bone as her tongue swirled around him like a candy stripe. She traced the veins back up to the head, the fingers on her left hand tugging slightly on the base.

She waited, gently stroking, letting him calm down a little before inching closer and closer, her hot breath a stark contrast to the cold in the air. She stopped, her mouth mere inches from his tip, waiting for him to open his eyes and look at her once more. When he did so, she shot him a wicked grin before plunging back down, taking as much of him as she could in her mouth. Using her hand the work the rest, she sucked and tugged his shaft, encouraging it to its full length. His fingers brushed through her hair, holding it out of the way so he could watch her work.

After a few minutes of this, she surfaced, placing a kiss on the tip before licking the underside of him once more. Using her free hand she juggled his balls a little, shooting wonderful feelings up into his spine. "Ahhh, oh, Jesus Hope. So good." She gave him a playful squeeze as the other hand continued to work, up and down.

Not wanting to break the contact, but knowing this would be over far too soon if he didn't, he pulled away gently, kicking off the pants that now flooded his ankles. She looked almost disappointed for a second, before her eyes took in his now naked form. Never a big man, his body was more lean that overly muscular, but there was no denying its strength. A soft trail of hair covered his chest and abdomen, his hip bones acting as the perfect frame for his now very erect cock. It twitched slightly under her gaze, eager to join her. Coming up from where she had been kneeling, she scooted back on the bed once more, beckoning him with her finger.

Not wasting a second, he jumped onto the bed, sending her bouncing towards the side. He caught her in his arms before she could fall, a giggle leaving her lips at his child-like excitement. "Are you laughing at me?" he teased, kissing her.

"Yes" she replied with a grin on her face, the pearly white of her teeth glinting in the lamp beside his bed. "What are you going to do about it Lang?"

He answered her with a thrust of his hips, his tip brushing against her folds, causing her to moan softly. He pressed a little harder, just entering her, waiting as she stretched to accommodate him. She grasped him by the shoulders, urging him on wards. He was about to do just that when he stopped, using all the strength he could muster to pull away and out of her. "Wait, wait, do I.." he panted. "Need to get a condom or something?"

She sighed heavily, placing her palm over her eyes. She had been too wrapped up in him to stop and think about protection. Normally she was on the pill, but with having to live under the radar, such things had failed to be seen as important. "Yes, you better. I'm not on anything."

Nodding, he ran around the bed, rummaging through his bedside drawer. Pushing aside tools, electronics, and old papers his hand finally clasped on the smooth finished surface of the condom box. "Haha!" he cried in triumph. She giggled again. "Sorry." he said. "It's been a while since these were in use."

Growing serious, she stopped him as he attempted to rip the packet open with his teeth. "They aren't expired are they?" Glancing down, he flipped the box over, spilling most of its contents on the floor. She rolled her eyes, before directing him to the date on the condom itself. "Still good." he sighed. "Thank God."

Abandoning the box on the nightstand, he slipped the condom on and joined Hope back on the bed. Before he could settle in once more, she used her martial arts skills to flip him onto his back, her hips coming to settle just above his pelvis. Raising herself up, she grasped him in her hand before sitting down on him, taking him in while her other hand braced herself against his chest. They both moaned at the feeling of him fully inside her now. She paused, just enjoying the feeling of him, before her desire urged her on further. Placing both hands now on his chest, she rose up slightly before coming back down. Scott hissed at the feeling, grasping her hips to help her move. Together they rose and fell, meeting in a delicious rhythm.

Needing more, Hope stretched herself back, letting go of his chest and instead opting for her own breast. She circled and pinched as she rode him, faster now, his hips still guiding her as she ground down upon him. One hand reached in front to her bundle of nerves, flicking it in time to their thrusts, causing her to bite her lip and moan softly. Moving even faster now, flesh slapping flesh, he thrust roughly up into her as she rocked forward, rubbing herself against him. All too soon she was crying out, hanging on as he worked her, her second orgasm of the night rocking through her body.

He slowed down, not wanting to finish just yet. He grit his teeth as she convulsed around him, drawing him further inside her. She collapsed against his chest, tired from their hard work, Scott still erect inside her. He nudged her a little with his cock, alerting his desire to continue, laughing a little when she grumbled about being tired.

"You're the one who's always kicking my butt in training sessions. How can you be tired?"

She smiled contentedly, turning them so she now lay against the mattress, the soft cotton of his sheets surrounding her. "Our training sessions don't usually involve multiple orgasms."

"Funny, I seem to recall quite a few training sessions ending exactly like that." he quipped. She glared at him, hitting him playfully in the chest. He grinned at her once more, looking like the proud little peacock he was. "Let's see if we can't get one more out of you tonight though eh?" he purred, pushing into her once more.

"Scott" she exclaimed, her flesh still sensitive from their coupling. "Oh God Scott, another?"

Not giving her time to think, he set a punishing pace, racing himself to the finish line. His hips worked liked pistons, in and out, pushing her into the bed. Looking for better leverage, her grasped her under the thighs, pushing them skyward, allowing him a deeper, more satisying angle. Having cum twice already that night, Scott didn't have to work very hard to send her over the edge once more. His finger flicked her clit once, twice, three times as he pushed and stilled, spilling himself into the condom. Her back arched and her thighs closed around him as she screamed out in pleasure. She milked him for all his worth, as he softened above her. Unable to hold his own weight any longer, he collapsed beside her on the bed, breathing heavily.

The couple spent a moment in silence, waiting for their breathing to normalize and their hearts to stop racing. Their bodies glowed softly in the light of the room, their hair mussed, their clothes forming a sort of ring around the bed.

Eventually, slowly, he got up to dispose of the condom while Hope reaching for his shirt and padded towards to bathroom. As he cleaned himself up, she re-emerged, looking sexy as ever with her swollen lips and sex mussed hair. Pulling on his boxer shorts he laid back down in bed, opening his arm as a way of beckoning her to him. She obliged, turning off the light and cuddling into his chest as he pulled the sheets around them. She sighed into his embrace, content and warm. He stroked her hair softly, thinking about what had just happened.

"I really missed that." he said finally. She chuckled.

"Can't say I blame you. Great sex can be hard to come by these days." she teased, looking up at him through her lashes. He grunted out a laugh, before correcting her.

"Not just the sex. I mean I missed everything, I missed us."

"Me too" she sighed. "I'm just happy to have my partner back."

Smiling, he kissed her forehead before resting his cheek against it. She settled into him once more, her eyes growing heavy, her breathing even. She was just on the cusp of sleep when he wondered out loud, "Which iconic duo do you think we are most like? Timmon and Pumba? No they were animals, not insects. Luke and Leia? No that's gross, they were brother and sister. Hmm, maybe Jack and Rose..." he was cut off by a pillow to the face. "Hey!" he exclaimed, shooting her a stern look. Hope grinned evilly, before leaning in to kiss him softly.

She pulled back, nuzzling her nose with his. "Go to sleep Scott. " she whispered.

"But this is important!"

She groaned, turning away from him and hugging the pillow instead. "We can figure it out in the morning. Go to sleep."

"But, I.."

"Sleep Scott."

He sighed heavily, but conceded. Already missing her warmth, her turned towards her, spooning her from behind. She wriggled back into him, linking their legs. Sighing contentedly, he nuzzled into her hair, breathing in the sweet mixture of her shampoo and sweat. As the moon outside grew brighter and the streets quieter, slowly but surely, the pair fell asleep.