Hello, my lovely readers! I have received some great reviews and some that I feel I need to address. To the individual who remarked that they hated the Jason/Liz pairing, I'm sorry that you feel that way. Like I've said before, this is my story and I'm going to write it my way. I understand that not every reader is a fan of Liason. Also, this story is not only based on my ideas for the story but also on the show itself. If something happens on the show that would dramatically effect pairings, I will address it here. Thank you everyone for your reviews! I appreciate them all, whether you like what I'm doing or you're offering CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM.
A few days later, Jason awoke with a start beside Elizabeth early in the morning. With a quick examination of all the points of entry into the house and a quick look outside, he realized the only thing that had woke him up was a particularly loud burst of thunder.
"Jase? What are you doing up?" Elizabeth asked, pulling a robe over her naked bodice as she padded her way down the stairs.
"I just got woken up by the storm. Thought I'd do a quick check of the house."
"Well Mr. Morgan, has everything passed your inspection?" Elizabeth asked, pulling him up the stairs.
"All except one thing," Jason answered, catching on to her mood rather quickly. "I do believe you're a bit overdressed Miss Webber."
"Hmm…" Elizabeth mused, closing the bedroom door behind her with a soft click. "Well, I do believe that can be fixed. I notice that you're a bit overdressed yourself."
Jason looked down at his black pajama bottoms with a sly smile. "That can be changed." He murmured as he stepped towards Elizabeth and gently eased Elizabeth's robe from her shoulders.
Jason was increasingly aware of the tent forming in his thin pants. Elizabeth giggled when Jason pulled her body towards his.
Eying him seductively, Elizabeth trailed her hands down Jason's bare chest and to the hem of his bottoms. Elizabeth slowly eased the fabric over his hips. As soon as it was possible, Jason shimmied the fabric down to his ankles and captured Elizabeth's lips with his own, his arms circling her waist, her arms binding around his neck.
Jason gently pressed Elizabeth onto the mattress, her head rested against the pillows. Jason looked reverently into her eyes as he leveled himself over her entrance.
Without hesitation, Elizabeth pulled his lips back to hers and he plunged into her, eliciting a gasp from Elizabeth and a groan from himself.
Elizabeth gripped his broad shoulders as he thrust into her. "Oh my god, Jason, yes."
Jason smiled into her kiss, pulled all the way out, and then plunged in quickly. Elizabeth gasped as she felt him fill her to the hilt.
Jason knew he couldn't last much longer, but he also knew from the way that Elizabeth's walls were clenching around him that she wouldn't be too far either.
With one final thrust, Elizabeth gasped as she reached her climax. Jason followed shortly after.
Jason pulled out and collapsed next to her on the bed. "I love you, Elizabeth." He whispered, filled with post-coital bliss.
"Oh Jason, I love you, too." Elizabeth murmured back, snuggling into his chest. Jason wrapped his arms firmly around her naked bodice and kissed her hair.
Jason smiled and stretched his muscles. "Do you realize that its 3 in the morning?"
Elizabeth lifted her head to examine the alarm clock at her bedside and giggled. "Well then, I do believe that's the earliest we've ever done that before."
"Would you like to join me for a shower, Liz?" Jason asked, getting out of the bed.
Elizabeth took a moment to admire his naked beauty. "I'm sorry what?" Elizabeth asked, when Jason pointedly looked at her.
Jason smiled, laughed and held out his hand. "I asked if you would like to join me for a shower."
"That fast Mr. Morgan?" Elizabeth asked, her eyebrow raised.
Jason winked at her and pulled her along into the bathroom. Jason and Elizabeth stepped into the large shower, and she gasped when Jason turned on the water.
Elizabeth gasped when the cold water hit her back before it began to warm up. Jason's arms flexed around her, his chin resting on top of her head.
The warm water trickled over their heads and down their heated bodies as the two looked sultrily at each other, their eyes darkening with lust.
Elizabeth felt Jason's erection gently brush against her thigh and smiled at him.
Unexpectedly, Jason reached between them, and brushed his fingers over her entrance, smiling when he felt the hot pool of wetness there.
"It would appear I'm not the only one who's eager. You're practically dripping."
"That could be the shower." Elizabeth countered with a sly smile, her back pressed against the shower wall as Jason leaned in.
"It could," Jason allowed. "But I doubt it," he said right before he slammed into her again.
Elizabeth gasped at the unexpected pleasure. "Good god, Jason. Yes,"
Jason braced one hand against the damp shower wall, the other holding her to him at her waist. Jason's body bucked against hers, creating a wet slap as their bodies connected again and again.
Elizabeth's hands tangled in Jason's hair as Jason drove her closer and closer to her climax. Their lips joined in a passionate tangle of lips and tongue.
Elizabeth felt Jason's climax as he flooded her, her own climax following closely after. "You know we should probably get to the actual showering part," Jason murmured into her wet, heated skin.
Elizabeth nodded and grabbed the shampoo.
"Please, let me." Jason requested, holding his hand out for the bottle. Elizabeth cocked an eyebrow and handed him the shampoo bottle.
Jason squeezed out a generous amount and gently rubbed it into Elizabeth's hair, creating a soapy lather. Jason's eyes followed the soap trail it created down her body as he spread it throughout every strand of hair. Elizabeth leaned back to allow the lather to rinse out of her hair. Jason reached for the conditioner bottle behind her when Elizabeth held his arm, halting his movements.
"I do believe your hair needs washing too."
Jason nodded and groaned as he felt Elizabeth massage his scalp with her nails as she washed his hair thoroughly. Jason repeated Elizabeth's actions by leaning his head back into the spraying shower head.
As Jason and Elizabeth finished their showering process, they slowly and slowly started to get more and more tired.
By the time they reached the bed, they didn't even bother to put on clothes. They just collapsed on top of the sheets.
Four hours later, the pair awoke pleasantly as the songs of morning larks trickled through their partially opened window.
"Oh my god, what time is it?" Elizabeth asked frantically looking around. With a start, she realized she was still naked from her and Jason's love making only hours earlier.
"Relax, Liz. It's only 7:30. Plus, it's your day off." Jason reassured her, rubbing her hand down the side of Elizabeth's arm.
"Oh thank god," Elizabeth said, throwing her arm over her face, slumping back down onto the mattress.
"Mom!" Elizabeth heard Cameron call and her eyes went wide as saucers.
"Jason, I'm naked."
"I noticed." Jason said with a smirk.
Elizabeth shot him an unamused look. "Don't just lay there and flirt with me. Get under the comforter."
Jason rolled his eyes but did as she asked and not a moment too soon. Elizabeth pulled her robe on just as Cameron burst through the door.
"Cameron, honey, what's wrong?" Elizabeth asked, a bit flushed.
"I just wanted to say have a nice day off. You work so hard." Cameron said with a smile. "I'm off to school."
Elizabeth smiled and pulled her son in for a tight hug. "You know how much I love you right?"
Cameron nodded. "I love you, too, Mom." Cameron murmured and rushed out the door to reach his ride to school.
As soon as Elizabeth saw that Cameron was safely on his way to school, she turned her attention to Jason who had been pretending to be asleep, obscured from view.
She suddenly got a mischievous idea when she realized that Jason was unaware. She scampered back to the bed with a light step. Without warning, she pounced on to the unsuspecting Jason.
"Ouch," Jason groaned, his blue eyes facing hers.
Elizabeth immediately put her hands to her mouth and attempted to scramble off of him. "Oh my god, Jason. I'm so…"
Elizabeth's apology was cut off by Jason's quick kiss. Jason quickly took control, flipping Elizabeth onto her back, supporting his weight on his forearms.
"Trust me, Liz, you didn't hurt me." Jason whispered, his still damp hair flopping onto his forehead.
Elizabeth smacked his bare chest playfully. "Jason! You had me thinking that I had actually hurt you."
"And don't you dare think about moving." Jason said, his gaze fierce.
Elizabeth smiled mischievously and reached up to hold his face. Jason leaned down to press his lips against hers. Elizabeth ground her hips against his and relished in the groan she was able to elicit.
They started where they left off hours before.