This chapter happens eight months after Parker's and Eliot's first kiss.
Parker and Eliot take the next step on their relationship, sorry it's so long.
As Sophie pays Amy and thanks her for taking care of Eleanor while they were gone Nathan screams after Parker, Eliot and Hardison just follow the crew in silence.
Parker has her arms crossed and lips on a pout, she knows she did wrong, but she hates to have Nathan shouting at her like that.
"How many times do I have to tell you - His face is read with anger. - not to freelance?"
"I am sorry" is all that she mumbles between sobs.
"Come on, Nate don't be like that - Sophie intervenes - The con went great after all."
"She could have gotten herself killed! - The mastermind points out. - Do you realise that? Do you?" He's screaming at Parker again, not caring that she's crying, the rest of the team just uncomfortably seats there waiting for the storm to pass.
"Daddy, what's going on?" A sleepy voice asks; Eleanor is standing on the doorway in a light blue pyjama. Sophie eyes Nate on way that says, "I told you not to be so loud!" and he tumbles on his own words.
"Nothing honey, aunt Parker and I were just talking about..." He turns around to see that once again aunt Parker is gone.
"Damn it, Nate!" Eliot growls as he leaves the apartment.
This time though, he knows where to find her. She's in his apartment, curled up crying on his bed, she goes there because it feels safer than on her own empty apartment where the monsters living inside her head can take over at any moment.
Eliot lies behind her and rests one of his hands on her hip.
"Don't cry, honey, Nate was just over reacting"
"No he was not - she cries between sobs. - He was right" Parker curls up more pulling her knees against her chest, she's not mad at Nate because he knows he was in dad-mode, screaming at her for pulling herself in danger; because he can't afford to lose her; it's herself she's mad at.
"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" She shakes her head before adding "Just don't leave!", "I won't."
He stays by her side just letting Parker cry her anger out for a few moments, when she finally calms downs he pulls himself closer and kisses her on the neck. He retreats the moment he realizes what he has done, with her being who she is that impulse of his might have been a mistake.
"Sorry hon', I didn't mean to..." He starts to apologize, but she cuts him off.
"That actually felt good" She's calm, in fact her muscles didn't even tense up when he kissed her.
"It did, hu?" He asks before kissing her again, she giggles and he continues kissing her on the neck drawing wet paths on her light skin.
Parker's hand his above his, squeezing it, pulling it closer, from her hip to her abdomen under the hem of her shirt and he starts to smile as he kisses her. He likes the way she's so comfortable with him now.
He uses his other hand to brush her hair way and kiss her on the back of nape, grasping his teeth slightly in there, her hand tightness the grip on his and pulls him closer as she whimpers softly.
When leans to kiss her there for the second time she turns around and kisses him on the mouth, her tongue slides across his lips asking for entrance which he gives her opening his mouth to hers. Her hand is on his back, pulling him against her as the other caresses his jaw line and chin; the hand he had resting on her hips starts exploring under the hem of her shirt, slowly stroking the small of her back, sending shivers down her spine and making her moan into his mouth. When he pulls of her blue eyes are darker and there's a glee in them he doesn't remember to have seen before. She runs her hand across his chest teasingly, a playful smile dancing across her face, he drags her hand to his heart so she can feel it beating; just for her.
"Parker - his voice is lower than what he wished it to be. - You don't have to prove anything to me" She gives a small laugh and kisses him again rolling him over so she is on top of him.
"I am not trying to prove anything..." And she climbs on top of him, sitting on his lower abdomen, leaning again to kiss him.
He gets up from his place sitting on the bad, always with Parker on his lap kissing him lightly on his mouth, neck and jaw line, he takes his hands to her waist, but she lowers them down, taking them to the hem of her shirt, he realises what she wants and almost asks her if she is sure about that, shutting up just in time; that would make her think that he didn't want that or that he didn't trust her enough to tell him if something was wrong. Instead, he takes her shirt off throwing it to the ground; on her sternum the scar of the wound he had treated remained. He traces it softly with his fingers as Parker's are tangled on his hair; he uses his other arm to keep her from falling even though her legs are crossed around his waist.
He attacks her neck with kisses again and keeps lowering himself, kissing her on the curve where neck meets shoulder, on her collarbone while her fingers tangl harder on his hair and she whispers his name. Finally, he kisses the little scar on her sternum and Parker leans back, exposing her torso and breasts to him.
He stares into her eyes for permission and she answers him with a passionate kiss, her hand dragging his to her breast. Eliot takes the hint once again and starts teasing one of her nipples with his thumb as he inclines to kiss her other breast, finally taking her hard, pink nipple in his mouth.
Parker's legs tighten around his waist as she moans softly once again, her hands scratching lightly on his back.
"Eliot, stop it" The words come out a little bit inarticulate, but he does, immediately lifting his head to study her face and try to understand if she is getting just uncomfortable or plain scared. He sees none of those feelings; only a very pleased smile as she untangles his legs from around him, takes his shirt over his head and pushes him down on the bed.
She seats on his lower abdomen again staring at his torso without facing him, her hands that were flat on his shoulders start brushing his many scars, her fingers tracing every bullet or knife scar he has, her eyes glowing in adoration.
He groans when she lovingly kisses the same scars she had traced a few seconds ago as if saying "I don't care what you've done with your past; you're not scaring me away"
When Parker finishes kissing all the scars he has on his torso she stares at him with a curious look on her face, her hands tugging slightly at his belt buckle, he smirks, knowing what she wants.
"You can have everything ya want hon' you also can stop whenever you want" She licks her lips, her face flushed pink, chest breathing heavily.
"I don't wonna stop" and she starts to unbuckle his belt.
She already has her hands on his boxer when he stops her.
"That ain't fair is it?" She giggles and gives him a quick peck on the lips as he undoes her pants.
He proceeds to kiss her ankles, her calves and the inner part of her knees as well as her thighs, he keeps kissing his way up without touching her panties even though he knows how aroused she is already, they have time for that, he wants to take it slow, to freeze the moment so its stays engraved in his heart forever...
He kisses her hips and her lower abdomen, her belly button, traces her ribcage with his lips, her arms and breasts, her collarbone, neck, jawline, he nips at her ear lobe and kisses every inch of her face, from her eyelids to her nose and mouth.
One of her hands goes to play with the waist band of his boxer as the other rounds his torso resting on his shoulder blade, she traps his bottom lip between her teeth pulling softy, he makes a sound that comes like something between a moan and a groan and takes his hands to her cotton panties, not taking his eyes of hers.
They are both naked now and she keeps kissing him wherever she can as he lets his hand travel around every part of her body that is at his reach, that's when she whispers his name on a worried tone that makes him stop.
He tugs a few strands of hair away from her face, his own frowned in worry.
"Darlin' do you wonna stop? 'Cause I don't mind if you do..." She bitd her bottom lip, eyes so happy he could spend the rest of his life looking at them.
"I'm not on the pill" She says reluctantly, almost ashamed. Of course she wasn't; why would she? He laughs and kisses her.
"Don't worry, I have some condoms on the top drawer" Her arm reaches the drawer as they kiss and she takes a bunch of condoms from inside it. He laughs softly into her neck, giving her goose bumps.
"Don't mean to disappoint you hun' but I don't think we'll be using that many..." Her eyebrow rises on a flirty way.
"Is that a challenge?" She says before kissing him passionately and handing him one of the condoms.
Eliot rolls of her to put the condom and but hesitates for a moment or two, pulling her so they rest on their side, not knowing if she'd be comfortable with him on top. She is the one that pulls him so he's be above her, surrounding his waist with her legs again and guiding him to her entrance.
Their fears soon disappear as he starts thrusting into her now completely sure that that was what she wants, her hands dancing crossing his body, her hips moving in rhythm with his, her lips nipping at his neck and teeth scrapping at his shoulders.
He buries his face on her neck, using one of his arms to support his weight without crashing her and the other to feel her soft skin moving underneath his digits.
"Eliot" she calls as her hands grab at the sheets her breathing getting more erratic by the second, he moves to face her without stopping.
"Is there something wrong?" He asks on a husky yet concerned tone, she shakes her head and smiles reassuring him.
"Just... Slow down" He does and her hands come to frame his face as her eyes lock into his, so blue she can swear they are a piece of heaven, the same heaven that has always given her so much peace.
She comes first and he holds her down as all of her muscles contract and she get tighter around him, her face of pure bliss is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, hell, she is the most wonderful thing he has ever met.
He comes undone just seconds later moaning her name into her neck and she holds him there, not letting him go after.
"Parker, I am too heavy for you" She tightens the grip of her legs around him proving her point.
"Stay just for a little bit" and so they do, they stand there hugging as she smiles because she finally understands what Nate told her; because she is so happy this happened with him.
He kisses her on the temple and she lets go, he gets up from the bed and pulls his boxers from the floor. He needs to discard the used condom so he enters the bathroom.
Eliot stares at the image on the mirror for a few seconds; his boxer already on "That was amazing!" is what he thinks.
And he is convinced it was amazing for her too, that's why he never expected to find her like he does when he gets back from the bathroom.
I am sorry if this chapter sounded a bit trashy, it was never my intention, I just wanted to show how much Parker had grown so if it does and you don't like it please tell me why and help me improve it.
I am also sorry to live you with this cliff-hanger, that was never my intention but the chapter got too big so I am posting the next one as soon as possible.
Pease review.