AN: Happy Valentine's Day, my lovelies! Oh, and SMUT ALERT XD

John sat on the couch quietly with Joss snuggled beside him. The party was an overwhelming success. They had sung happy birthday to John, much to Shaw's delight, and he pretended to need help blowing out the 'inferno' on the cake, so Leila and Maddie were only too happy to help as they sat on his knees.

She did wish Taylor got to be here to celebrate John's birthday as both men very much wanted to meet in person. Skype and Facetime just wasn't the same. But Taylor wouldn't be flying in until the end of the month so she resorted to taking lots and lots of pictures. Plus it was an excuse to get as many photos of John in his birthday crown as possible.

"Did you have a nice birthday?" Joss asked softly. Shaw left first, followed shortly after by Harold, Grace, and Leila with Maddie under the guise of a slumber party. Joss thanked them profusely for taking Maddie for the night because she really wanted to have the night to just her and John so there wouldn't be any little interruptions.

John smiled as he shifted his gaze onto her. "Yes, Joss, I had a very nice birthday thanks to you and Maddie," he assured her and kissed her tenderly.

She leaned back. "Now explain the 'I'll be a hundred and sixteen' comment Shaw made before birthday cake. Was she just whining or is there something to it because I thought you and Finch were laughing at her?" she demanded.

He groaned. "Maddie thought I was a hundred and I asked her how old she thought Shaw was and hundred and sixteen popped out, making me feel so much better."

Joss giggled. "Don't feel bad; Maddie has trouble with figuring out ages for any adult. I'm 89 and Taylor is 50! And my poor momma is as old as dinosaurs," she reassured him.

John cocked his head to the side so he could look at her. "When you're 89 you're still going to be the most beautiful woman in the world." he murmured. She leaned over and kissed him. He sighed, he deepened it as he moved his hand to cup her chin. He pulled back briefly. "I love you, Joss."

She moaned as he pressed kisses to her chin and then her neck as she laid her hands on his shoulders. "I love you too, John, take me upstairs so I can show you how much."

He didn't need to be told twice as he stood and tugged her to her feet. They walked hand in hand up the stairs. "So tell me, birthday boy, did you enjoy your day today?" she asked quietly as she led him to their room.

He smiled. "Being with you and Maddie is all I need but what you put together today was great," he reassured her as he bent his head to kiss her tenderly before turning to close their door softly behind him. John turned to look back at her and took off his birthday crown. "I nearly forgot about this and now that Maddie is at Uncle Harold and Aunt Grace's I'm taking this bright pink crown off my head!"

She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You were so cute in your birthday crown!" she teased as he wrapped his arms around her back to embrace her. "And you were so sweet for not wanting to disappoint Maddie, because she was so proud of her choice."

"How did you manage to convince Maddie to go over their house tonight? She seemed very enthused about my birthday."

Joss snuggled further in his embrace. "I just explained to her that your birthday was over after we sang happy birthday to you and had your cake, so she immediately latched onto heading over to their place to have fun with Leila, especially when Grace announced she wanted to paint with them," she murmured, stroking the skin at the back of his neck, before giving him a smoky look. "So now I can give you your M rated gift….me," she purred.

He bent his head and kissed her again but this time with more intensity and passion. She moaned as she readily responded to his kiss and found herself lifted and being carried to their bed. She let him think she was docile and going to let him be in charge until he set her on her feet. Joss spun him and pushed him onto his back and he landed on his back on their bed with a small bounce.

She climbed onto him before he could recover. "Sorry but I'm in charge." she stated before she kissed him hard, pushing down on him until he laid beneath her and his hands buried in her hair as he kissed her back fervently.

Joss tunneled her hands under his shirt to touch him everywhere she could as she ground down a little harder onto his growing erection. She pulled away from his lips to kiss his chin, then neck, before sitting back to urge his shirt up and off.

John sighed as she shimmied down a bit to nibble at his shoulder. She climbed off him and undid the zipper of his jeans tugging them and his underwear down together.

"I'm naked, now it's your turn," he murmured as he reached for her but she scooted out of reach.

"Not yet," she countered. "Lie back onto the pillows," she instructed instead. He looked like he was going to tell her no but instead he slowly did as she asked.

John stretched out on his back onto the pillows with eyes on her and his body was tense and his cock stood mostly erect between them.

She smiled as she stood at the foot of the bed, loving the sight of him lying there before she tugged her shirt over her head. "Since you listened; my shirt comes off. You do as I say again and my pants will be next."

His eyes glittered. "Did I ever tell you that I excel at following orders?" he said huskily as his eyes caressed her breasts that he wished her bra wasn't covering.

"No, but then this should be easy for you to get me naked," she drawled with a wicked smile.

John stared at her. "I am the birthday boy so shouldn't you be granting me my birthday wish of getting naked," he pointed out.

Joss climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees and he shuddered at the picture she made. "You are but you didn't waste your wish on that and you still haven't proven you can follow orders to get my jeans off," she purred in challenge as she crawled up and over him, sitting on his stomach.

He reached up to rub her nipples through her bra. "I'm hungry," he whispered as his gaze slid between her legs where the damn jeans were blocking his view.

Joss reached behind her and wrapped a hand around his cock and he sighed in response. "So am I," she responded roughly and his eyes lifted.

"Joss," he began but she leaned over and kissed him silent. He moaned as he reached down to cup her butt. She sucked his lower lip before releasing it and nipped at his chin before licking her tongue down his neck.

She licked and kissed her way to his nipples, teasing them with her tongue before moving on, lavishing attention to a few scars as she made her way down his body.

John moaned as it felt good having her mouth on him. "You still haven't given me a command to try to get those damn jeans off you," he complained gruffly as her tongue dipped into his naval.

She smiled against his skin. "Patience is a virtue," she teased as she softly bit his hip loving the little jump his body gave.

"That virtue I wasn't born with." he hissed between his teeth as she bypassed his throbbing cock and tongued his thigh.

Joss sucked on his thigh wanting to leave a mark there before sitting back and looking up at him with passion filled eyes. She loved being in control of him as she ran her hands up and down on his strong hard thighs.

"I'll be giving you your command but I'm not so sure you'll want to obey it," she purred huskily.

John felt himself harden further, if possible, at that barely contained challenge rolled up in a husky promise. "To get you naked; I'll do anything," he promised.

She smiled wickedly. "I'm so glad you said it like that," she teased as she pounced on him and kissed him hotly. He sighed as he grabbed her butt and she shivered as his hard cock was pressing against her bare stomach.

He pulled her up and she broke the kiss. "I think I deserve a reward for behaving so far," he insisted as he tugged her up his body banding a tight arm around her back and sat up somewhat. Joss straddled his hips as she grabbed the headboard behind him just as he tugged her bra down to let her breasts spill out and his mouth found her nipple with zealous need. She hissed in pleasure as he sucked gently.

She grabbed a handful of hair holding him there as his mouth was busy and she leaned her head back enjoying it for a minute or two. He gave one last suck before he kissed and licked his way to her other breast before teasing that one with a small bite.

She pushed on his shoulders until he laid back down rather reluctantly. "It's my show," she reminded him, but removed the bra since she was sure the bra cups would torture her hard and aching nipples, before turning to face away from him. She smiled as she eyed his cock. "John, you'll come when I say to and then I'll remove my pants."

"Joss," he growled but his threat ended when she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, leaned down and took him deeply into her mouth without a moment's hesitation. She wanted this so much and she wasn't wasting another moment waiting.

He shuddered as he wasn't prepared and jerked his hips up; seeking more of her warm and wet mouth. Joss laughed which sent vibrations coursing up and down his dick that made him groan. John lifted his head and he got a view of her perfect ass and he moaned as he grabbed it.

"Joss, this would be even better if you didn't have these jeans on," he commented raggedly as he squeezed her ass which made her moan and he hissed at the sensations it created on his cock.

She ignored him because she knew he'd tease her with his hands if she didn't have her jeans on and then all desire to suck him off would focus on what his hand was doing to her.

Joss eased her mouth off the throbbing cock, not about to let him come just yet, instead pressing little kisses to it to ease him back from the edge. She massaged his inner thigh with her free hand before teasing his balls which had him moaning again.

"Joss, please take the jeans off." he pleaded. If she hadn't stopped what she was doing he had been dangerously close to coming. The buzzing in his ears was dying down a little and the swirling tension in his loins and dick were easing off thankfully; so thinking was once more a possibility.

Joss sat up and swiveled around to eye him hungrily and to let his orgasm fully creep back so she could tease him to the brink again. "Only if you promise to not touch." she murmured and she loved how he shuddered.

"I can't promise that."

"Then my jeans don't come off until you go off." she said with a husky laugh. She scooted up so that she could kneel over him, her knees rested on each side of his neck; her feet resting over his shoulders, and tantalized him with her crotch near his face. "Your choice, John, and the offer is only good for another thirty seconds," she purred as he reached up to grab her hips to pull her down further and nuzzle his face against her and it was her turn to shudder as his chin bumped her clit through her jeans and then he bit her thigh and even with denim in the way; she still felt it and it still was hot.

John never had a woman tease him like this. Never had a woman own him so completely and damn it if he didn't enjoy it. He dipped his fingertips under the waistband of her jeans knowing she was wet if the sweet intoxicating scent he was inhaling was any indication. But could he keep his hands to himself knowing the sweet wonders that would be bare to him or was it better for his sanity if she kept those fucking jeans on!

"Time's a ticking John," she murmured softly as she was changing the game as John changed the rules.

He snapped the button undone of her jeans and looked up into her dark desirous eyes. "Can I have a peek first?" he whispered throatily.

"Uh-huh," she managed as he pulled the metal tab down. She squirmed as his breath washed over the patch of skin revealed as her jeans slackened.

John hissed in pleasure as her private hair and sweet hidden caramel skin was visible, she wasn't wearing panties. He leaned up to press a kiss to her belly button and licked his tongue down 'til he reached the patch of coarse hair. She pushed on his shoulders.

"I didn't say you could touch," she reminded breathlessly. "My jeans on or off John: but remember no touching my ass or pussy until I tell you you can if you decide that they come off."

"Off," he whispered hoarsely. It was going to be hell on him but then he could at least let his eyes feast on her if he wasn't allowed to kiss her or stroke her.

She grinned before she climbed off him to remove her jeans. He sighed in happiness as she stood gloriously naked before him. His tongue danced behind his lips as he wanted to lick every inch of her body.

Joss wondered if John had any idea how hot he was as he looked so ready to go. She climbed back onto the bed and onto him, with her ass towards his face again to taunt him, but more than that she wanted to focus on this perfect guy in front of her. John's cock was hard and long and all hers.

She took him into her mouth curving her cheeks in as she used a strong suction which earned her a sharp moan from him. He had thought she'd start off slow, huh! Joss grinned as she took him deep into her mouth and wrapped her hand around his base so she could stroke what she couldn't take in. As she ascended she flicked his tip with her tongue before engulfing him in her mouth in one long swoop and swallowed.

John gripped the comforter under him and nearly lost it there as he had edged away from the brink only to find himself being dangled there in a few short seconds. He shuddered as he leaned his head back trying to think of anything that would keep him from coming so he could enjoy being in her mouth for a few more minutes. Baseball stats were useless to him as all function seemed lost since all blood fled south. He tried hard to not thrust into her mouth but it was increasingly becoming harder to resist.

He looked at her perfect ass and he knew he could drive her mad by grabbing it or teasing her pussy with his fingers. She was wet and excited by what she was doing to him if the wetness he felt on his stomach was anything to go by. But instead John grabbed her foot, lifted it and sucked her toe into his mouth and sighed as he was distracted from the pressure in his loins as he focused on her.

Joss pulled her mouth off his cock that she had been sucking on hungrily to moan as her pussy throbbed in need as he sucked her toes. "What are you doing?" she hissed.

John released one of her little toes. "You said I couldn't touch your pussy or ass; you didn't say anything about the rest of you," he breathed before he sucked the next toe.

She gasped as his tongue washed over her toe but his suction reminded her how good it felt with his mouth on her clitoris.

He released her middle toe. "Unless of course; you changed your mind," he purred, trying to tease her into letting him suck her.

Joss scooted back so that her pussy was near his mouth and he took that as permission granted. He let go of her foot immediately as he held her hips to pull her close and licked her clitoris like an ice cream cone. A soft and gentle swipe here, then a harder lick there and he heard her moans as he teased the swollen nub of her desire. He slid one hand down so that his fingers rimmed her soaking wet entrance and he felt her squirm as her moans grew louder. But the devil she was, she bent back down and refocused her attention on his cock and she inserted him back into her mouth and sucked. He hissed in pleasure and in response he inserted his index finger into her before adding a second finger to increase her pleasure. He searched for her g-spot and found it judging by the moan she made around his cock.

She released him from her mouth to groan his name as his tongue washed over her clitoris. "Make love to me," she begged needing him inside her, forgoing her desire to control this. She had a feeling John much preferred being inside her than in her mouth.

John didn't need to be asked twice as he eased her off of him but pushed her on her hands and knees when she moved to roll over. "Just like this," he whispered as positioned himself at her slick entrance and eased into her. She was so slick he slid to the hilt inside her with very little effort and he grabbed her hips to steady her as she shivered.

He moaned at being deep inside her before drawing back to thrust forward again; loving that he got to watch her ass as he made love to her. But he didn't know how long he could hold out; not with all the foreplay and teasing they had done to each other.

She whimpered and moaned as she shoved back onto him and he hissed in pleasure. "Do it again," he commanded raggedly as he forced his hips to cease all movement which was torturous to even consider.

Joss gasped in ecstasy as she moved back and forth on his long, thick cock and John was letting her ride him and control the depth and speed of his entry.

She settled on a slow pace because the hot glide of his dick piercing her was too good of a feel to pass up even if she wanted her orgasm. She shuddered as sweat beaded on her upper lip as she struggled to keep the same rhythm when all she really wanted him to take over and fuck her mercilessly.

"John," she moaned.

John struggled to let her keep up her slow pace and keep from ramming into her tight channel over and over again; to pound away inside her until they were both a gasping, sweaty, well fucked mess. So he reflectively gripped her hips tighter as she rode his dick and he watched as she painstakingly withdrew him to the point of him sliding free of her wet grip to draw him back inside.

"John…please…I need…" she whimpered, feeling unintelligible because forming a coherent thought was too much; she hoped he understood what she was begging for.

He pushed her down so he could fit his hands on either side of her neck and took over. She cried his name as she grabbed handfuls of the comforter as he thrust into her at a dizzying pace; the sound of his flesh smacking hers carrying throughout the bedroom mixing in with their desperate moans.

Joss buried her face into the comforter sobbing his name as the climax that she was flittering near for the better part of an hour from teasing him stormed her center; rocking her. She shuddered as the pleasure was fierce and shattering.

John trembled as her orgasm washed over him and tried to ignore the ripples of her climax rushing across his rock hard cock; before flipping her onto her back, scooped her legs up so that her legs fit over his forearms, leaning forward, so that she was pressed together tightly like a ball, with her knees rubbing against her aching breasts and he eased himself back into her. She hissed in pleasure as he moved effortlessly and she was helpless to resist as he fucked her hard. She flung her head back as she held his damp neck as she clenched her walls around the throbbing cock inside her.

"John," she gasped as he kept hitting the sweet spot that had her gasping and well onto her way to another orgasm. He smiled down at her as he rested his sweaty forehead against her and relentlessly drove into her again and again.

"Gonna come again?" he asked raggedly as he thrust into her. In this position he controlled everything; she couldn't move as he held her hips up just off the bed, and tight so that his thrusts were deep but short. He didn't know exactly how much longer he could resist the orgasm clawing and scratching its way to the surface. But he would ignore his own wants long enough to help her get there.

Joss wanted to tell him no but it would be a lie. She moaned instead as the passion between them was the most intense thing she ever known.

John let go of her hip to grab her hand off his neck and push it between her legs and began rubbing her shuddering little clit with her fingers before grabbing her hip again as the orgasm he desperately been denying himself was taking precedence and dictating his movements as he began moving quicker inside her, bucking against her.

"God, Joss…" he moaned hoarsely as he thrust into her harder and harder, deeper and deeper; praying she got there as he was past the point of no return.

Joss leaned her head back crying out in ecstasy coming only seconds before he did, feeling like lightning struck her pussy as each inward thrust it felt like he touched her heart. And then he was there coming right with her, moaning as she clenched down on him, her sex contracting around his, holding her tight to him until finally the last tremor and spasm was wrought out of them both, before he collapsed on top of her.

They shuddered and trembled as they clung together. "Happy birthday, John," she spoke unevenly, feeling his sweat on his hot flesh wipe onto hers, his muscles twitching and jumping underneath her touch, and she crossed her legs around his waist.

She felt his lips curve into a smile against her hot skin. "This was the best birthday ever," he whispered raggedly.

Joss simply held him tighter in response as they both worked to relax and come down from their highs.

AN: This is it for now for this little mini series. But they'll be more of little Maddie, mommy and daddy eventually. I'll post 'Force of Nature' in a little bit. I need to give lots of love to Careese for the holiday because they are just precious.

Thanks for reading!