Alrighty then, The delay was slightly longer than first anticipated, but then I suppose thats only fitting with what's going on with Ashes and the BBC. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. And of course to the ladies around here who both inspire and humble me. As my first try at writing this whole smut thing, I'm mostly happy with it.
Gene didn't know what woke him up, but he knew it was something nice so there was no need to open his eyes. Lying in his bed, he could feel light surrounding him, so it must be late morning, but he figured that was OK since it was a Sunday. Gene felt a stirring beside him and a delicate, fresh-smelling perfume washed over him as he felt a gentle hand move up his arm where it lay above the duvet. Now he knew what the 'something nice' was, it was his Bolly. "Gene" he smiled, he liked it when she said his name softly like that, course he didn't usually get it, more often than not she would shout his name at him. "Gene", slightly more insistent this time, why did she feel the need to talk all the time, couldn't she just enjoy lying in bed comfortably with him. Dozing off as he said it, Gene tried to encourage another snooze, Alex's sharp response of "What was that?" brought him back a bit. "I said, go back to sleep Alex". Feeling her draw away, Gene moved to grab her hand, keeping her close, wishing she would wrap herself aound him, but was too sleepy to ask. He thought he was going to get his wish when she moved closer to him and ran her hand across his chin to cradle his cheek. But no, it was just another attempt to ruin his morning. "Gene, sweetheart we need to get up". Didn't she realise is was the bloody weekend and the only plan he had did not involve having to leave this bed. In fact if she was going to insist on being awake maybe she could wake him up in a friendly manner, "No we don't, its a Sunday, we can stay here all day if we want to , now go back to sleep woman... or at least do something useful." When she huffed at him, Gene knew he had to do something to placate her or he'd never get back to sleep, let alone anything else. Turning his head, eyes still shut he placed a loving kiss on her lips "You're a clever girl Bols, I'm sure you can think of something" and prompty drifted off to sleep again.
Gene woke quickly, he'd had another dream, but this one was more real than any of the others, for one thing, he could still smell her perfume, and if he didn't know better, feel her pressed against him. His eyes snapped open at the feel of her soft lips against his, hardly daring to move incase he woke again, it was only the look she gave him when she opened her eyes that made Gene certain that this time it really was Alex kissing him and not a dream.
The seconds dragged out as they looked at each other. Gene, not wanting to ruin anything, for once kept his mouth shut. Alex, stunned that she had been caught out was rapidly running out of ideas, none of the excuses she could think of sounded plausible anyway. Seeing in Gene's eyes that he was quite calm with the situation, if a little curious, Alex decided to acknowledge what she had been doing and flirt her way out of it. "Pleasant dreams DCI Hunt?" she asked in a voice that sounded surprisingly calm. Raising an eyebrow at her he responded in kind, "Oh you know, the usual; sunshine, kittens, City winnin' the Cup, nothin' to write home about" Alex floundered a bit, glancing down, and noticed that he still held her hand even now he was awake. "Oh hell – Gene I'm sorry... I shouldn't ha-" "Shhh Bols, its fine, perfectly natural if you ask me, course you couldn't keep your hands off me... But doesn't it make you curious?" Gene hoped she would rise to the bait. He wasn't disappointed, when Alex raised her head. Looking in his eyes she wasn't sure if he was just teasing her, "Curious about what?" "'Bout what it would have been like if I was awake?" There had been a light tone to his voice, but Gene had gone very still when he had finished his sentence. He was hopping she'd take him up on the gentle dare, more than anything he wanted to be conscious when she kissed him, if he thought about it, he was upset that only chance had allowed him to even know about the kiss, if he had remained asleep he'd never have known.
Alex hesitated, it was a stupid idea to even consider it, but she was curious she had to admit that much. The earlier sleepy kiss had been nice, nice enough for her to indulge some of her curiosities. Now he was awake and inviting her to continue without the usual bluntness that he flirted with. Maybe she was the one asleep and dreaming all of this. Seizing on that thought Alex simply stopped thinking and leant forward towards Gene.
When Alex moved, Gene nearly stopped breathing, she wasn't breaking contact, she was actually moving closer. Alex stopped inches from his lips, questions in her eyes. Gene answered those questions the only way he knew how, closing the distance between them his lips found hers. For the first time in months Alex felt really connected to something, to someone, only their lips and hands were touching, but she didn't feel alone anymore, and she wanted more, reaching out to Gene's shoulder with her free hand, Alex could feel the heat radiating through the cotton shirt. As she ran her hand along the back of his neck Gene growled and tugged on her hand until she was sitting in his lap, bringing them even closer.
With his scent flooding her senses, Alex was lost, any ideas of pulling back were forgotten, she was going to let her guard down for once, deciding this she settled herself comfortably and moved to deepen the kiss. Alex gasped and arched against him as he gripped her waist and moved his hand lower until his hand covered her thigh. Alex could feel their still joined hands pressed below her breast. Letting go of Gene's hand, Alex grabbed a handful of his shirt, twisting it in her grip. Gene brushed the backs of his knuckles across the bottom of her breast , Alex's shiver encouraged him to do it again, this time her gasp made her sit back and break contact with his lips. Breathing heavily they looked at each other, the seconds ticking by. Gene took in her swollen lips and the dazed look in her eyes, for once it looked like she wasn't thinking anything, and it was his handiwork, of course he suspected that he sported the same look on his face.
Alex had made her choice, if there were consequences to pay for this moment, well she'd just worry about that tomorrow. Slowly and deliberately Alex released the front of Gene's shirt and smoothed it flat against his chest, her fingertips brushing against the button of his shirt, Alex looked up into Gene's eyes as she flicked first one, then another button open. He was holding his breath and Alex could feel his heart pounding beneath her hand. Finishing with the buttons, each in a steady deliberate move and pushing the open halves off his chest, Alex was surprised to encounter bare flesh, she remembered in the Edgehampton vault, he had been wearing a vest, but obviously it wasn't a permanent fixture. With or without Alex didn't mind and ran both hands over Gene's chest her nails grazing his nipples, which caused him to gasp. Taking advantage of his open mouth, Alex kissed him again, holding nothing back, nipping at Gene's lower lip.
She had turned his world upside down, Gene was sure of that, anything else was beyond him. His thumb was tracing circles on the inside of her thigh., his hand anchoring her to him, if he could just stop her moving he could keep control, but if she wriggled once more in his lap, Gene wasn't sure how long he'd last. He was already hard, Gene wasn't sure he'd ever been this turned on, and the feel of her rounded bottom resting against his length only made him harder. His other hand was busy stroking Alex's breast through the silk of her shirt, suddenly it wasn't good enough for him. Gene wanted to feel her warmth with nothing between them. Thankfully she'd worn a blouse and not one of those ridiculous off-the-shoulder tops she favoured. Quickly fingering open the buttons Gene pushed his hand underneath the silk to her waist, and up her back, he pulled her closer until her lacy bra came into contact with his bare chest. It only served to urge them on.
The kiss became carnal, each of them completely lost, unable to determine where one ended and the other began. Gene's hand moved from Alex's thigh up to the waistband of her jeans, all the time still touching her, pausing at the button only momentarily before opening both the button and the zip. As Gene edged his hand into her jeans Alex whimpered and wriggled to try and help his passage. Gene's fingers found her moist entrance. He stroked her with one long finger a few times before slowly entering her, Alex whimpered again before pressing herself closer and tangling her fingers in his hair. Continuing his invasion Gene added another finger. "Oh god... Gene, I need..." Alex could barely form words. "I know Alex" Gene's voice was low and husky as he removed his hand and wrapped his arms around her waist to stand them both up.
Gene moved away from Alex slightly, kicking his boots off. Alex followed his lead and quickly peeled her jeans off while shrugging her shirt off as well. Gene paused, barefoot as Alex straightened up, clad only in matching sapphire blue lace underwear. Closing the distance between them, Alex rested her hand over Gene's at his waistband and whispered, "Let me" Unbuckling Gene's belt, Alex made quick work of the rest of the fastenings, easing his trousers down and freeing his erection. Gene stepped out of his trousers and gripped Alex's shoulders to drag her back up, but she refused to hurry, instead starting at his knees, she kissed her way back up his body, making his cock twitch when her curls brushed against him. Finally reaching his lips again, Alex kissed him firmly. Gene pulled back and settled down onto his chair. His gaze sweeping her body, Gene raised one eyebrow and nodded at her underwear "As lovely as they are Bols, they have to come off." Hooking her fingers into the elastic, Alex pushed the lace over her hips and down her legs in one smooth movement, not for a second taking her eyes off the man seated in front of her. As she straightened, Alex's hands smoothed over her own skin and she reached around to undo the clasp which would leave her completely bare to the gaze of her DCI. Her arms lowered and the lace dropped to the floor, his eyes briefly following. "Gene, are you sure you want to do this?" Alex swayed towards him, a small smile playing around her lips. "Well I've lead you on this far, I'd get a reputation as a tease if I stopped now, wouldn't I?" He smiled back , wanting to demand that she stop taking her sweet time, but enjoying both the view and the anticipation. Alex came to a stop by his knee. Gene reached out and grabbed her hips, pulling Alex down til she sat astride him. As Gene leant up, Alex bent her body and met him halfway. Their tongues battled and Alex rocked forwards moving closer to him. She brought her hands in front of her and took hold of his cock, he filled her hand, the velvety softness almost burning her with his heat. Gene groaned against her mouth and Alex knew she couldn't wait anymore. Rising a little she positioned herself and slowly sank down enveloping Gene in her moist heat. Both of them were now panting from the effort, tossing her head back, Alex rose a fraction and ground back down, rocking her hips. The pleasure was almost too much and Alex had to move again.
Gene watched Alex with his eyes half-closed. Her curls were flowing down her back and with her head flung back her boobs were jutting out calling his attention. Sitting up Gene dipped his head and took the tip of her breast into his mouth suckling as one of his hands moved to cover the other breast. Arching her back further to push herself closer to his mouth, Gene felt her curls brush his hand where it rested on her back. Feeling Alex move above him was better than any of his dreams had promised, Alex with him willingly, sober and at her instigation, but Gene didn't know what this was for her, was it a one night stand thing, an itch she needed scratching, or was it possible that she felt a connection to him, that maybe she wanted more. This was clearly not the time to ask, but what Gene could do was try and imprint himself on her, so that no matter what happened she would remember him. Gene wrapped both around her and stood up, seating Alex on the desk. Surprised by their sudden movement Alex looked at Gene, only to shiver from the look in his eyes. He was focused - on her – the intensity of his gaze made her feel that she was his whole world at that moment, nothing else existed for him.
Not breaking eye contact Gene withdrew almost completely before thrusting back into her possessively. Resting her feet on the chair they had just vacated, Alex leant back across the desk to allow him better access. Momentarily Gene paused, he remembered all too clearly that damn doodle he had drawn months ago, and here it was literally laid out in front of him. By this time Alex was only aware of two things, the man looming over the top of her and the feelings he was creating within her, Alex felt like a rubber band stretched to breaking point, every little movement and sensation heightened because she was so close to her breaking point. Alex could feel Gene's rhythm building up, getting both harder and faster, as he raced closer to climax, each thrust from him stretched her a little tighter. Leaning over her to grip the other side of the desk, Gene brushed his hand up her belly and across her breast. That simple touch pushed Alex over the edge. Whimpering she clutched at Gene, trying to anchor herself to him as the pleasure washed over her. Lost in the moment, Alex wasn't aware of the ramblings exiting her mouth, Gene was however, and at her utterance of "Oh Gene – my Gene!" softly, yet possessively he could hold back no more and came, flooding her quivering body. Still leaning over her, Gene took possession of her lips, trying desperately to calm down. Once his heart had stopped racing, Gene bundled Alex up and resat in his chair, cradling her across his lap. After settling them he looked up to find Alex looking at him, eyes shining. She snuggled into him and kissed him, soft and lingering. Breaking the kiss, Gene hugged her closer and tucked her head under his chin. Gene felt her giggle and heard, "Well Mr Hunt its certainly more interesting when you're awake" he squeezed her "You cheeky tart, harassing a superior office when they are unaware" "I indulged a few little curiosities, where's the harm?" Gene snorted, "Well luv, you know what they say about curiosity – it killed the cat... it damn near killed the manc lion" Alex pulled back to look at him. "That would be a real pity Gene" She slowly smiled and his heart began to race again "There are just so many things I'm curious about" Raising his eyebrows at her, Gene groaned in mock pain. He gently lifted her off his lap "Not here you're not Bolls, I have no more questions involving my desk right now, I'm more interested in any ideas you may have regarding a bed, I'm freezing my knackers off in this chair." Alex laughed and started to dress, "Well we can't have that, my curiosity involving that particular part of your anatomy hasn't quite been satisfied yet, in fact that could take rather a long time to satisfy completely."
Inwardly beaming at her words, Gene grabbed Alex and kissed her again thoroughly, "hurry up and get dressed then Bolls, I want to peel every item of clothing off you again," grinning at his own ridiculous statement Gene walked out of his office, with Alex quickly pulling on her boots and racing after him laughing.
The end.