Original Tumblr Prompt: shafferty making out in the ambo/the room where all the helmets etc are/any room at all and someone walks in
It's not the best place for a quickie, it's actually probably one of the worst; but the adrenaline rush from your last call has you on such a high that you kind of can't be pissed to care.
You grab Rafferty by the arm and tug her into the back of the Ambo while the boys and Dawson pile off their trucks mere feet away, and slam the doors shut behind you. You don't care that there are windows. No one should be back there anyway.
What you do care about is getting your hands on Rafferty's skin as quickly and efficiently as possible, so you sit back and pull her into your lap, hands immediately untucking and slipping under her shirt. Your mouth finds hers too, the kiss you share hard and needy.
Her hands are fisted in your hair and her hips are rocking against you so hard you're pretty sure the ambo is rocking with you and it only makes you want her more. You drop a hand to the top of her pants, hesitating just long enough for her to nod her approval before unbuttoning them and slipping your hand in.
You tease her briefly, delighting in the needy gasps falling from her mouth and are just about to follow through when the back door swings open.
Dawson's hand slaps over her eyes instantly but the "oh my god" you hear mumbled under her breath as she shuts the door again tells you she knows exactly what you were doing.
You sit silently as Rafferty climbs off your lap and you watch her closely as she straightens herself back out and even though you didn't get to finish the job you're still pretty satisfied with how disheveled you got her in just a matter of minutes. She looks down at you then and there's a hunger in her eyes that gets your blood going all over again. And when she leans down to give you one more kiss you can taste the promise of tonight on her tongue.
The rest of shift is going to be hell.