Brenda and Andy finally stirred from the couch they rested on to order in some pizza. Hunger had finally caught up to Brenda and she'd needed something, so they'd decided on pizza. Afterwards, she started clearing up, wanting to get the dishes done from the day. He followed her to the kitchen, intending to help. He watched as she washed the dishes and smirked at her. So domestic, he thought to himself.
"What are you smiling at?" Brenda had caught his smirk and wondered about it.
"Just funny, seeing you doing something like housework. It's not something I'd ever thought I'd see you do."
"Me doing the dishes is funny?" Brenda didn't know whether to be miffed or smile back at him.
"Actually, I think it's sexy. Very sexy." Andy stood behind her.
Brenda pretended to concentrate on doing the dishes, totally aware of him being so close behind her. Her body felt like it was on red alert. Yes, they'd cuddled on the couch for the better part of the day, but this, this was different.
Andy bent forward, not touching her, hands on either side of her, letting his lips hover by her ear. He whispered to her "It's a good look for you." His warm breath gusted over her skin, causing a chill to course through her body. He bent his head slightly, kissing her bare neck lightly. Brenda dropped the plate she'd been washing back into the sink. She trembled at his touch and licked her lips. She finally turned to face him, after peeling her gloves off.
"Is it now? I wouldn't get to thrilled with it. I don't do it that often." Brenda replied.
Andy shifted them down the counter, to where there was nothing on it. With little effort, he lifted her up, so that she came to sit on the hard surface. Except for picking her up, and that brief kiss to her neck, he didn't touch her. He hovered over her, keeping just far enough away to frustrate her. She finally couldn't take it anymore, pulling him closer.
Andy ran his tongue over her bottom lip and she made a happy, breathy noise and opened her mouth to him and he didn't have to be invited twice. Wrapping his other arm around her he pulled her body flush with his, his fingers whispering delicately over the skin of her neck while his tongue invades her mouth, testing and savoring at the same time. He felt her arms go around him and he sighed with satisfaction and deepened the kiss, losing himself completely in the taste and feel of her. Tugging her close, he touched his lips softly to her forehead, holding onto her, just holding. Then he tipped her head back and began gently kissing her face; one kiss to each of her cheeks, then each of her eyelids and finally to her lips. His hands are stroking through her hair as he presses kiss after kiss to her mouth. It's only a minute before her lips are clinging to his, her mouth opening under his and they've moved from tender and comforting to passionately intense.
Brenda clung to him, pulling him ever closer to him. His hands had a life of their own, snaking under her shirt so he's touching her warm back. He felt her arch into him and was pleased that he could have this affect on her. In return, Brenda could feel the affect she was having on him, as he pressed against her with an increasingly noticeable reaction. She brought her legs up around his waist, drawing him in, giving a sharp intake of breath as he pressed against her. It also brings her back to reality, there is no way she's going to do this on her kitchen counter, she thinks to herself.
She finally found her voice, saying "If you want this to continue, I think we better be takin' this elsewhere."
Andy's breath was ragged, at this point, he realizes he'd doing anything for her. If she wants to be elsewhere, he'll comply. He picked her up, her legs still holding him close to her, her body pressed tightly to his, and made his way towards her bedroom. She continued kissing him, and he remarkably made his way to her room without too much incident.
Once in there, Andy set her down, retaining some control over himself. He watched as she turned around and slowly walked to the bed. He followed her, not wanting to be away from her. He captured her body with his hands before she had lowered herself on the bed. Tenderly, he brushed her hair away from her neck so that the skin lay exposed in front of him. Softly he placed his lips right behind her ear and enjoyed the way she automatically moved against him to increase their body contact. His hands travelled over her flat stomach and slender waist, then they moved down to tug at her pyjama bottoms. Brenda gripped his arm with her hand, softly stroking up and down his skin while she was leaning back into him, completely giving herself over to the emotion that he evoked inside her with his soft kisses and caresses against her neck.
Brenda shivered slightly as his hands touched her arms and began to stroke up and down her sensitive skin, while his lips nibbled at her ear again. She turned to face him, looking into his brown eyes, surprised by the fire she seen in them. Her hands flittered under his t-shirt and she lifted it up and over his head. In the dim light, she seen the thin scars that marked his abdomen, a reminder of when the team had almost lost him last year. Her fingers traced the marks, and she bent to kiss them. She felt him shiver under her gentle touch. She proceeded to feather kisses up his chest, finally reaching his lips.
Andy's hands cupped her face and then dropped to the hem of her shirt again. He tugged it gently upwards, slipping it over her head, leaving the both of them bare from the waist up. She shivered as the cold air met her body, and he pulled her close. He felt her hands working at the buttons of his jeans, and she accomplished her goal of opening them. Pretty soon, they stood naked, holding one another. They lowered to the bed, holding each other tightly. She held his eyes for a moment, returning his soft look, while her hand moved up his neck, coming to rest on his cheek. Then her eyes fell close again, as their passion took over.
Brenda awoke hours later, smiling at the memory of the evening. She felt his arm wrapped tightly around her, and quite enjoyed the feeling. She listened to the gentle rhythm of his breathing, his warm breath tickling her skin. She turned around in bed to face him. He stayed asleep as she examined his face. Although she still felt conflicted about whatever she wanted to call this, she couldn't deny that there had always been something between them. He had had the ability to get under her skin like no other member of her team. She tried to think when hate had turned to something else, because although she could very well deny that she had hated him, she would be lying. He had made her first months here hell. She would never have thought she'd end up in this position. At the same time, she never thought that the one person she'd relied on in those early days would one day try to change her so much and then be gone from her life. She sighed, thinking of how things had changed.
Andy heard the sigh in his sleep, and he slowly awoke. He smiled when he seen her looking at him, it was a very pretty sight to wake up to.
"What time is it?" he asked her.
"It's late. Something like 1:30. Do you have to go?" She liked having him in her bed.
"You want me to stay?" he teased her.
"Yes. Unbelievable as that may seem." she smiled at him.
"I'll get up early and go home to shower and change."
"It wouldn't do to show up at work in your casual clothes, would it? Provenza would know something is up for sure."
"About that, he's already thinking that something is going on between us." He seen the panic in Brenda's eyes when he said that.
"When did he say something about it?" she asked, a little panicky. She wasn't ready for anyone to know about her and Flynn, let alone another member of their team.
"At the ballgame the other day. Apparently by my buying you that Dodgers cap and the seat to the ballgame was not something I normally do. I spent money on a lady." he chuckled.
"How are we ever going to make it through work? He's going to know something is up!" Brenda started breathing rapidly, panic overtaking her.
Flynn looked at her, amused that she could get so upset, so fast. "Calm down, calm down. I'll handle it. You just concentrate on work, we'll get through this. I will hold him off."
"Really? Cause that man can wheedle stuff out of you better than I can."
"Are you saying I'm not up to the challenge?" Curiosity filled him, wondering what she really did think of him.
"I'm not saying that. What I'm saying is Provenza can be sneaky at getting what he wants. We'll have to be extra careful around him." Brenda sighed.
"If Daniels and Gabriel could keep it quiet for a year, I'm sure we can too." He kissed her then. "This will be our secret for as long as you want. Just tell me you want to keep seeing me. I can't walk out of here not knowing that I mean something to you."
Brenda looked at him, scared of her emotions suddenly. "You mean a great deal to me. This is just so new and strange. I never expected to have feelings for someone else, ever. I thought Fritz was it. It's just overwhelming, knowing that I could feel anything for anyone else. So, please bear with me, while I try to work my way through this."
In response, he reached down and kissed her, before she settled into his arms and they drifted back to sleep.