I have decided to use tonight's episode as a prompt for this and changed it to a more... inappropriate ending ;) I hope you enjoy!

I don't own Casualty, the characters featured or any of the dialogue I have used in this chapter.

"Are we off Hospital property yet?"

The sound of her Jimmy Choo's were unmistakeable against the concrete; It was hard for him not to watch her approach, hips swinging with a dangerous rythmn, as the umbrella sheltered her from the barely there rain. He was still mad at her, of course, but he could not help but note the sexy edge she offered him as she came to stand before him.

Glancing down at her shoes, he smirked. "Glad to see you rescued your shoes."

"Yeah well some sacrifices are just too big." She retorted.

"Is that right."

Watching him pace backwards and forwards, eyes scanning the floor, she frowned and tipped her head a little to the left. "So… what are we looking for?"

"Huh?" He shot back, snapping up his head before rolling his eyes at her questions. "No… I'm just trying to work out where you hospital ends, and the rest of the world begins."

God, sometimes she hated the undeniable sarcastic tone he used in his words. It was clear she had pissed him off a little, or maybe quite considerably, during their earlier conversation; she didn't like to tell him off like a naughty school child but sometimes he deserved it. He was the kind of man that did not think about his actions and that ground against her, too used to the sensible decision making of the older men she had dated in the past. It didn't mean, of course, he didn't deserve an apology for her overly ratty behaviour. She had taken her frustration out on him after all.

"Listen, I'm sorry."

"No seriously, is it here? Or…" He continued, edging from one space to another barely a centimetre apart. "Is it here? Because it feels like it could be here, but I should probably check with you. Are we off hospital property yet?"

He was squaring up to her, their bodies almost against one and other. It was hard to concentrate with the warmth of his hot breath against the skin on her cheeks. She knew he was wearing her down inch my inch, second by second. So she nodded. "Yes. Yes we are."

"Good." He replied, lunging forward to close the small gap.

Yet, she pulled away from him with a warning tone. "Woah."

"Ok, so not in your hospital… but still in appropriate?" He asked her, hurt by her reaction to his need to kiss her. He often struggled to understand the actions of his boss… or his lover, however you chose to look at him. He stepped aside to let her pass him, clearly heading for home or somewhere other than this moment. And yet she still managed to surprise him.

"Max." She breathed, resting her arching her aching back as she allowed her umbrella to fold naturally. With clear intention, she reached out her left index finger and dragged it against the material of his jacket covering his back. The electricity between them was undeniable.

With another smirk, he turned and crossed the divide, pressing himself into the cool stone of the building that shielded them from the view of others. Instantly, her lips were against his, their tongues grinding against the other with a mixture of desire and passion; he could not comprehend the sexiness that oozed from every inch of the woman that was kissing him. All Max knew was that he needed to have her, and here seemed as good a place as any, despite the cold air and rainy atmosphere.

"I'm sorry about today." She breathed between brief pauses in their frenzied kissing. His hands had found the clothing underneath the mac she was wearing now, pulling at them, eager to find that skin that they covered from view. "It doesn't matter now." He told her with rasping breath, reaching the 'V' at the breast section of her dress and slipping two fingers underneath the material with intention. He knew he should probably take her home before he did this, clearly documented as her breath hitched and her neck muscles stiffened, and yet she did nothing to say or do anything to stop his ministrations as he guided them to the supple material of her bra. The mixture of sensations between the cold evening air and his hands, felt incredible.

"Jesus you're sexy." He groaned as she continued to kiss him, pushing the entire weight of her body into his, moulding them into the hard back board of the wall. All she could muster was a devilish grin in response, too taken by his fingers as they now worked themselves beneath the covering of her bra to her left nipple. It felt like the spreading of a wild fire as he latched to it, pulling and pinching with an expert ease.

Of course, Zoe knew they should stop; she had already chided him for trying to kiss in public and yet here he was, pinching her nipple as she kissed him hard in the darkness of the car park. She was struggling to comprehend how much she wanted this, especially as her own hands now seemed to have found themselves on the button supporting his jeans around his waist. All Max could do was smirk, knowing with each second that she touched him here, he was finding it increasingly hard to remain under control.

"I don't know what you've done to me." She murmured, her lips reaching around to the skin against his right ear. The sensation of her breath against him was wonderful, driving him inch by inch toward a heightened sense of pleasure. Begrudgingly pausing his work on her chest, he dropped his own hands to hers and helped her to slide his jeans down a little, barely exposing his waist as she allowed an involuntary groan to escape her perfect lips.

Satisfied he was exposed to an acceptable level, she broke from their skin to lip contact and threw her hands to the hem of her dress. It was an act of pure lust, too aroused to wait for them to reach her own address or his. It was not exactly a perfect decision to do this here but it was need, driving them both too wild to control themselves any longer. This clearly showed as he too gave her assistance, pushing the dress she wore upwards against her thighs before returning to the waist band of the underwear that clad her middle. It took him less than two seconds to have them drawn downwards, exposing her to him in her entirety.

"Are you sure you want to do this here?" He asked her, uncertain if this was how he was supposed to treat Zoe Hanna. It was hard to believe she had earlier resisted his need to kiss him the view of others, and now she stood with her underwear pooled at her ankles.

Breathing heavily, she swallowed hard and nodded. "I need to do this." She replied, quickly flicking her tongue against the cool skin in the crook between his shoulder and neck. "Right now."

He nodded and bit his lip, animalistic thoughts filling him in moments; reaching out to her, her grabbed her waist and flipped them around, now allowing her back to press into the cool brick. With ease, he grasped her a little tighter and lifted her from the ground, letting her shoes dangle dangerously from her feet as she pushed against her with his weight. "You're not going to be able to walk in those when I've done with you." He grumbled, referring to the heels she head earlier tried to dispose of, afraid of the attention they would attract if Robin had noticed she was wearing them.

"Jesus Max." She groaned, her tone deep and hoarse with the anticipation of what was to come as he held in this position, teasing her as his arousal pressed into her bare thigh.

"Tell me what you want." He murmured, now reaching his lips up to her own ear.

"I want you to…" She trailed off, unable to hold the words in her throat. It was an unfamiliar sensation to her, not used to this particular desire from the other men she had slept with.

"Tell me." He pushed, pressing himself a little harder into her. It was almost too much for the both of them to handle.

"I want you to-"

Yet his undeniable need for her became too much, entering her without a second thought as he braced her body against the wall to support his rythmn; at first he rocked slowly, back and forth to ensure they were both of the same page, before he began to pick up the pace and grind his entire body against hers. Right in that moment, it didn't matter that they were barely hidden from view from the car park, or that indeed they were having sex in the car park of the hospital. Their sole aim was the pleasure of the other person.

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Yanking her underwear back up her hips, she smoothed down her dress and grinned wildly in Max's direction. "Thanks for that."

Quickly, he lunged forward and pressed a lingering kiss to her lips as he buttoned his jeans up. "Not a problem."

"So I'll see you tomorrow at work?" She added, buttoning up her jacket and biting her lip with a little uncertainty. This was not a situation she often found herself in when it came to men.

"How about I see you tomorrow in my bed?" He offered, smiling warmly with a slight teasing note to his tone, holding out his hand to her as he did.