Weeks passed as the Legends embarked on their missions until one day, after an encounter with young Martin and his future wife, Lacy walked to his quarters and knocked on the door.
"Come in," she heard his voice answer through the wall as the doors slid open and she walked into the room, his face turning in surprise at the sight of her.
"Is it ok if we talk?" she asked noting the surprise.
Martin nodded as he gestured for her to take a seat next to his desk, "What's on your mind?" he asked, smiling awkwardly knowing he had been avoiding the topic she'd come to discuss.
Lacy smiled as she sat and looked at him with a mischievous smile dancing in her eyes, "Before we took off you said we would discuss us and so far, we haven't done that. It's ok if you don't want to but I need to know so that I can move on," she explained.
Martin looked surprised by how directly she brought up their past but he swallowed before he responded, "I can't deny the attraction we have but I also have a wife waiting for me at home. My heart is conflicted when it comes to us," he explained as he braved the topic.
"Well, no time really passes when we're gone," Lacy began, "Well, that's not always true but I have to admit that everyday I spend on this ship with you, it gets harder and harder to suppress the urges coursing through my blood," she stated.
Martin swallowed again as he listened to her speak, taking in everything she was saying, "Lacy, what do you propose we do with our situation?"
Lacy stood and walked closer to him, running her hand over his hair and down his face under his chin, pulling his face up to look at her, "I propose we have a relationship when we're on the Waverider and when we're home, we don't."
Martin looked up at her, his own body feeling those urges she'd described as he felt her hands on him. His marriage hadn't been solid for a few years which only made this harder. "What if we wait until neither of us can handle it any longer? At least then we'll have made a valiant effort," he suggested, thinking about their next mission and not how it felt to have her hands touch him.
Lacy smiled as she squatted down in front of him, placing her hands on his thighs, catching the subtle gasp he wasn't able to repress, "The thing is, I have been wanting you since we saw each other in Central City when you were laying in that bed, your body broken out in a feverish sweat, I know you were sick but all I was able to think about was doing that to you myself," she whispered, leaning forward to see if she'd had any effect on her target before she rubbed her hands up further on his thighs, "I've been waiting for so long already," she added, practically begging him to give in to her.
Martin looked down at her, his reserve breaking down, "You want to be with me only when we're on missions and not at all when we're home?" he asked, clarifying her ideas of how to handle them.
Lacy nodded as she moved her hands further up to his belt buckle, looking into his eyes as she paused there, waiting on permission. Martin swallowed hard as he looked down at her before he finally nodded and leaned back into the chair.
Lacy undid his pants and shimmied them down his waist before she caressed him through his briefs. She smiled as she watched him move at her touch, trying to repress his groans of pleasure at her touch.
"What do you want me to do to you?" she whispered as she let go of him and moved toward his face, toward his ear, placing herself onto his lap.
Martin inhaled sharply at her words, his body jerking under her assault, "Whatever you want," he ceded finally letting go of the side of the chair and running his hands up the sides of her body, moving his body closer to hers.
Lacy leaned down and whispered, "I didn't wear any underwear for this visit," she revealed as she ran her hands down his chest to his briefs to tug them down she she could slide him inside of her gasping as she did so.
"I forgot how good you feel," she exhaled causing him to grow bigger inside of her as she moved up and down on him, her breathing getting faster and faster while he closed his eyes attempting to last longer.
"Slow down," he commanded growing more confident as they progressed, digging his thumbs into her hips.
Lacy liked the way he'd taken control as she slowed down and grasped the back of his hair to hold onto as she made each movement, each one more deliberate then the last. As she rubbed herself against him before moving back up on his length, she came grasping for air as she held her breath in to make the moment last. While she was enjoying herself, Martin found it even harder to resist his own urge for release as he pulled her body close and tight to his before giving her everything he had. They panted for many moments before either could speak again.
"Thank you," Lacy said, her voice breathy, "My body has wanted that for a very long time," she admitted before she ran her hand through her curls that were laying messy on top of her head.
Martin nodded still catching his own breath, "I wish that wasn't the case but it was the same for me. When do you wanna do this again?" he asked, his eyes dancing with the question.
Lacy raised a brow as she pulled her dress back on, still panty free and making sure he knew that, "I suppose when we both have free time. See you soon," she teased as she lowered her hand and grazed it along him, feeling how hard he still was.