****Ratings change for this chapter, it goes from T to M for explicit sexual content**** I wasn't going to write this part but then I thought it would be nice to resolve all this sexual tension! If you're uncomfortable with this, you can just skip to the next chapter. There won't be much happening, just mostly smut and some fluff. I'll write a quick sum-up at the beginning of next chapter.
"Can I call you doctor now?"
"Fiiiitz" She says, laughing as she captures his lips again.
"I'm serious! I've never tried the whole roleplaying stuff ..." He says with a teasing tone and she rolls her eyes.
"Well actually, right now I'm quite happy being myself ... and I don't want to be with anyone else ... and it wouldn't even be role play anyway because I am a doctor!" She says with a tender smile and he lets go of the teasing to cup her cheek softly and lay the softest of kisses on her lips. It's not the hottest ones they shared that night but it's filled with so much love that it sends shivers down her spine so when he breaks the kiss to tell her that he wouldn't want to be with anyone else either, she barely lets him talk. She brings his head down for a much hungrier kiss as her hands start going down his back and up again under his shirt. The sensation makes him gasp slightly and his own hands start moving from her shoulders to the legs encircling his waist. He goes slowly up from her ankles to her thighs tracing delicate patterns with the tips of his fingers. He hesitates to go higher by fear of going too fast but then she lets out a loud moan that he takes as a sign of encouragement. So he continues on his trail up until his hands are palming her through her panties and her moans become louder.
When she needs to stop for air, she breaks their kiss and lays her head back, overwhelmed by the sensation of Fitz's hands on her body and his lips now on her neck and collarbone. She can't help thinking back to that amazing massage he gave her and how she wondered how it would be like if she let him put his hands on every other part of her body. At some point, she realizes that he has stopped kissing her and when she opens her eyes again, she sees that he's looking at her with the softest expression in his eyes.
"What is it?" She asks with a lazy smile.
"Nothing ... it's just that I've thought about kissing you ... a lot ... since we almost kissed the other day and I never thought it would live up to my imagination but it does! I think I'd be happy doing exactly that for the rest of my life." He says, smiling down at her and she is, again, overwhelmed by how sweet he is. She never thought she'd meet someone who could somehow look so innocent while touching her in the most erotic way she's ever felt.
"Adorable!" She says with a soft smile.
"Hey ... stop saying I'm adorable, it's not very ... manly" He says, looking slightly offended as he slides off of her to lay on his side.
"I'm sorry Fitz, there's nothing you can do about it, you just are. I think that's actually the first thing I told myself when I saw you the night we met. And you just kept confirming that you really are." She says in a teasing tone as she turns around slightly to face him and capture his pouting lips for one more tender kiss. "But I promise you, I never doubted your virility ... and even less now." She says as she snakes her arm behind his back and rests her hand on his ass to bring him closer. He gasps at the sensation but that doesn't stop him from doing the same and she smiles widely.
"You know, I totally understand what you said about the kiss." She says, her voice getting huskier. "Except that ... since the massage ... I had a lot more than kissing on my mind." She finishes with a hungry smile.
"Oh ... I told you I was quite good, didn't I?" He says with a cocky grin while still slightly blushing.
"Oh no Fitz, you are really really good." She says biting her lower lip and when he sees how her pupils have dilated at the memory, he starts to understand what she's saying.
"Wh... Do you mean ..." he says as his eyes widen.
"Almost ... and well ... let's just say that if you hadn't stopped, this could have become pretty embarrassing for me." She says, a little out of breath.
For a moment, he does nothing and she blushes under his scrutiny . As she's about to ask him if there's something wrong, his lips start to quirk up again in a mischievous smile and he pushes himself back in a sitting position. He takes Jemma's hand to pull her up too so she sits with her back to him.
"Mmhh Fitz, what are you ..." She starts but then he starts massaging her shoulders and upper back and she is momentarily distracted by how nice it feels. She definitely didn't amplify that memory in her mind. "Mmmhh ... this is obviously really nice but ... oh my ... okay ..." She says, slightly moaning. She really want to finish her sentence but as he's dangerously descending towards her lower back, it's getting even harder to concentrate. " ... but I didn't tell you this so you would give me another one ... I was quite happy with where things were going really." She says, turning her head to try and catch his eyes.
"Oh me too, believe me ... and I'd really like to get there soon ..." He whispers in her ear before languidly kissing her neck and grinning when he sees the pebbled skin all over her back. "... but you said almost ... and you know I never back away from a challenge!" He adds, his brogue thicker than ever.
At this moment, she doesn't know what is sexier: the way his chest and a certain part of his anatomy are pressed against her back as his hands wander all over her back or the note of cocky confidence in his voice. That's a totally new side of him and she is delighted to discover it, especially in those circumstances.
"Oh so you really think you can pull this off ..." She says, her tone playful.
"Mmmhhh ... I don't know, given enough time and with all that amazingly soft skin that wasn't available to me the last time ..." He starts as his hands are now over her shoulders and start to slowly descend past her collarbone. "... I'm willing to give it a try. Are you?" He continues and his hands are now under her dress and on her breasts. When she lets out a very loud moan and lays her head back against his, he takes it as a yes and starts alternating between massaging her skin and gently pinching her erect nipples.
Jemma congratulates herself on choosing a dress that needed to be worn without a bra because it would really be a shame not to have his hands directly on her skin right now. As he lets his hand descend on the very sensitive skin under her belly button, she stops trying to control her reactions and she feels herself become like putty under his hands. Fitz being so confident is definitely sexy but discovering that he has good cause for being confident is even sexier. Since he obviously knows what he's doing, she lets him take the lead for now. When he reaches her thighs, he takes his hands off of her for a second to grab the hem of her dress and gently pulls on it. She lifts her bottom just long enough for him to pull it up and then she lifts her arms so he can take it off completely before throwing it aside on the ground. As he's about to resume his caresses, she turns around with a a toothy grin.
"Wait!" She says, before kissing him languidly on the lips. In the mean time she fists the fabric of his shirt in her hands and breaks the kiss long enough to pull it from him and throw it on the ground with her dress. If he insists on having his chest pressed against her back, she wants to feel more of his skin against her own. As she's taking him in, she realizes she was not prepared for his surprisingly thin but really nice muscled chest and shoulders. When she looks up, her eyes lock with his impossibly blue ones rendered a lot darker by desire and it's like they physically can't stay away from each other for another second.
When Fitz comes face to face to a beautifully and almost fully naked Jemma looking at him with such hungry eyes, he feels such a rush of heat coursing through his body that he has to be close to her again, to feel the heat of her body against his own. They meet in the middle and their lips crash on each other's with renewed passion. When Fitz licks her lower lip, she lets out another loud moan and doesn't hesitate to deepen the kiss, entwining her tongue with his. Without breaking the kiss, she puts her hands on his shoulders and for a second she's distracted by how nice and firm they feel, but she quickly recovers and uses them as leverage to hoist herself up and straddle his thighs. When her hips come in contact with the hardness in his pants, they both gasp in each other's mouth. She follows him down and the feeling of her breasts against his chest coupled with the slight rolling of her hips makes him completely forget what he had in mind for a time.
"Jemma ... you're ... amazing" He says, breathless as she's now leaving a trail of hot open mouth kisses all over his chest.
"You're pretty ... amazing ... yourself" She says between kisses as she feels his hands descending towards her lower back and under her panties to knead the flesh of her arse. "Oh my ... Fitz" She cries out when his hands come to tease the delicate skin of her inner thighs and as much as she tries to stay focused on kissing him, she ends up admitting defeat when his hands come all the way back up to cup her breasts, making her arch her back a little. He does something quite amazing with the tips of his fingers and at this moment she starts believing that he could do it. He could actually give her an orgasm with a simple massage, a very sensual massage that is.
When he sees the look of pure ecstasy on her face, she's so beautiful that his heart fills with love once more and somehow, his brain starts working again and he decides to forget his own aching arousal for a time and go through with his plan. He's so happy and proud to be able to make the most wonderful woman in the world feel this way that he wants to make it last as long as he can. He gently pulls her to him and flips them over to lay her on her back again. Then he proceeds to kiss and caress and massage and tease every part of her body except the obvious one that would make things way too easy for him. Following her responses to his ministrations, he gives extra attention to her breasts, her thighs and that one special spot behind her ear that makes her whimper especially loud every time he kisses it.
As his hands and lips roam expertly all over her body, Jemma is overwhelmed with pleasure, it's like a sensory overload and at some point she starts to believe that magic does exist after all. There can be no other explanation to how he's making her feel right now without even getting close to her center. She's had nice sexual experiences in the past but nothing that can quite compare to that. This shouldn't really surprise her because Fitz has proven time and again over the weeks how thoughtful he could be but she never imagined how far it could go under those circumstances. When she senses that her orgasm is actually starting to build she feels like she cannot wait any longer and she almost begs him to stop the teasing.
"Fitz please ... I want you now ... all of you!" She says breathless as she brings him closer for a searing kiss that only serves to bring her even closer to the edge.
"Be patient Jemma ... you won't regret it" He says with a cocky grin when they break the kiss, making her feel frustrated but also even more aroused at the same time. And before she has the time to say anything else, he resumes his kissing of her neck and when his mouth latches on her nipple while his hand is massaging its pair, she feels the tingling in her toes that announces the wave of pleasure to come. He must sense that she is really close too because he does something new with his tongue and that's what finally does it for her. It starts in her legs and makes its way up until it explodes from her center, which is a very strange but delicious feeling since he didn't even touch her there. She lets her head fall back and forgets all notion of modesty or inhibition she had left.
"Oh my ... oh my god ... Fitz!" She cries out as her orgasm washes over her like a seismic wave and he can feel all her body tensing so he keeps plastering it with the sweetest of kisses while he gently takes one of her hands that was tightly gripping the sheet and entwines his fingers with hers, letting her hold on to him instead of it. It's only when her hand finally relaxes in his own and he can hear her let out a pleasure induced breathless laugh that he stops. He gives her one last delicate kiss on the lips before coming to rest next to her on the bed. He immediately opens his arm for her to come rest her head on his chest and gently strokes her hair while she tries to catch her breath. After a few minutes, she lifts her head to look at him with a somehow bashful smile.
"That was ... I can't believe this actually just happened ..." She says and he smiles widely at her. "You know what? I take back everything I said before, magic may be real after all because you have to be some kind of unicorn, a very manly unicorn of course ...you're ... incredible" She says, her smile quite ecstatic now.
"And you are really quite inspiring ..." He says gently drawing patterns on her back. "... and believe me, it was my genuine pleasure." He says before kissing her hair.
"Mmmhhmm ... this is nice." She says, snuggling even closer, her arm plastered on his chest.
"Yes, it is." He says, a soft smile on his face. They stay like that for a moment, not talking or moving, just enjoying each other's presence and warmth. Fitz gets lost in in his mind for a while, thinking what their situation was only a few hours ago. Bad timing and a lack of communication could have ruined everything between them. If he had managed to get to the airport on time and catch the plane he wanted to take this morning, he might have never seen her again. He might never have given her the chance to explain what was really no one's fault If he hadn't had this whole day to cool down. Which is an ironic way of describing what he had done all day, since he went for a walk, that turned into a hike in the desert when he got lost at some point and was too proud to call someone for help. Hopefully, he went there prepared and finally managed to get back safely with only a sunburn on the neck to remind him of his little adventure. When he made it back to the hotel, he listened to all of Jemma's messages and decided that she deserved better than the note he actually was planning on leaving for her and that they could at least have a real conversation. And oh was he happy that they did!
He is interrupted in his train of thoughts by the feeling of Jemma's fingers tracing patterns on his chest just like he's doing on her arm. When he starts to shiver at the sensation, she looks at him with a wide grin.
"Proud of yourself, aren't you?" He says, grinning back.
"Mmmhhmm" She says as her fingers are replaced by her lips and she starts leaving a trail of small kisses all over his chest then slowly makes her way up to his neck, his ears, his cheek and finally captures his lips in a tender kiss that soon becomes a lot hotter when he places his hand on her neck. Her skin is still extra sensitive after their previous activity and she can't help the slight moan that escapes her lips at the sensation of his fingers on the delicate skin. As she deepens the kiss, she slowly slides over him to end up straddling his thighs. When they break the kiss, he's looking at her with a look full of tenderness and admiration.
"Jemma, you look exhausted, beautiful but exhausted, we don't have to do anything now, we can wait till morning, we have all the time in the world now." He says, holding her face in his hands.
"Oh Fitz ... I'm sorry to say this again but you're adorable" She says with a fond smile and he playfully rolls his eyes. "What we ... well what you just did really, was probably the most amazingly sensual experience I've had in my entire life but ... I want to be with you now, completely, and I want to show you how much I desire you ... and I know you want that too." She says with a mischievous grin, gently rolling her hips to prove her point, making him gasp in the process.
"That was a really good speech ... and I really have nothing to say against that." He says grinning before pulling her for another scorching kiss. When they break apart, she starts kissing his chest again and down until she reaches his waist. She doesn't hesitate to go for his belt and soon, she has ridden him of his pants and boxer briefs. When she comes back up and straddles him again, he lets out a very loud groan she finds quite enjoyable. So she resumes the movement of her hips until he says her name, his voice breathless and his tone pleading. Of course he's been aroused for so long already so maybe she should stop the teasing now or things might end way too soon for her taste.
"Condom?" She asks with a gentle smile and he nods.
"Wallet ... on the bedside table ..." He says, breathless. She gets off of him to reach for it and rids herself of her panty in the process. She comes back on the bed and gives him a passionate kiss before sitting on his thighs and rolling the condom on him. As she locks eyes with him and after weeks of anticipation, she finally slides onto him with a very loud moan. His hands immediately go to her hips to help her keep her balance as she starts moving on him. They find their rhythm pretty fast and soon, as he starts matching his upward thrusts with her own, they both feel their climax coming.
Watching Jemma from this whole new angle, Fitz knows he won't be able to control himself much longer. She looks like one of those heathen goddesses, bathed in the moonlight that shines through the window and the really sensual and graceful movements of her hips are working wonders for him. So he decides to help things move along faster for her. He slides his hands from her hips to her breasts and starts massaging them the same way that elicited such an enthusiastic response from her earlier. And of course it doesn't disappoint. She starts moaning louder and moving faster until she cries out his name and he feels her body tense as she finally reaches her climax.
At this moment, she feels that, as close as they are right now, it's still not enough. She wants every inch of her skin to be in contact with him, she wants to hold him in her arms and never let him go. So she pulls him to her, locks her hands behind his neck and swallows his groans of pleasure with a languid kiss as she keeps rocking on him until she can finally feel him reach his completion and the wave of her own climax starting to recede. After, they remain in each other's arms for what feels like an eternity but is still not enough for either of them. Sometimes one of them lays a gentle kiss on the the other's lips or neck or cheek but most of the time, they just remain as close as they can, their forehead against each other, just smiling contentedly.
When the lack of the sleep and the exhaustion of their day ... and evening finally catches up to them, they finally lie down under the sheets and Fitz pulls the covers on both of them. The shivers that are coursing through their bodies are not all due to the cold but they still welcome the nice warm sensation. Jemma snuggles back under his arm and against his chest and it feels like it's just exactly where she's meant to be.
"Do you want to go back to the party now?" He asks in a playful but sleepy voice.
"i really don't ... and I don't think I physically can, I'm wayyyyy too relaxed now" She says with a lazy smile and he grins at her. "And since you made me postpone my whole day in bed plan and it's past midnight, I declare that today is that day and that I will not leave this bed until tomorrow!" She adds with a very enthusiastic tone.
"A Jemma in my bed for a whole day ... yeah I think I can live with that" He says as he tilts her chin up to give her a gentle kiss.
"Best day ever!" They both say at the same time and burst out laughing at their synchronicity. But soon, their eyes start closing and when they fall asleep, the contented smiles never leave their faces because, that night, their dreams are almost as good as the evening they just spent.