Warning: This chapter contains M-rated materials (adult situations). PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Only one person would knock on his door at this hour of the night, and it did not surprise him when he saw her.

"Patrick." Lisbon saw Jane's red eyes and put two and two together immediately. Poor baby, he must have been so hurt. "We need to talk."

Jane let her in. "Teresa, I'm sorry for what I did but I'd-"

"Hush," said Lisbon softly, closing her distance with Jane and put her index finger on his soft, tender lips, "I know. You'd do it again just to protect me."

Lisbon could feel heat radiated Jane's lips, expressing the desire of an intimate kiss to destroy all his miserable feelings. So she pressed her lips on his, to give him her love and comfort. As she kissed him, she felt his sorrowful body relaxed and his arms were wrapping around her, tighter than ever. She took the initiative and pushed her tongue in, hoping to invade his last bit of pain and remove it from his system. He welcomed her, and prolonged the kiss by sharing his temperature. He was almost unwilling to break the kiss; after all those depressing memories flooded him, it felt so right just to feel her there.

"Feeling better?" Lisbon whispered, looking into Jane's eyes and was glad to see the pain started to slip away.

Jane nodded faintly, "You aren't here just to give me a kiss, are you?"

Lisbon smiled, for the first time at that night, ever since the fight. "No, I'm here to talk, remember?"

Jane held her hand and walked to the tiny bed. "Then let's talk here."

Jane pinned Lisbon down onto the bed and started kissing her neck, while his hands were busy undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"It is really hard to talk things out when the hottest person in the world is doing me." Lisbon chuckled, her hands wandering around his vest and shirt, "But I'm willing to try. Jeez, you got too much clothes on you…"

Jane smoothly removed Lisbon's blouse and unclasped her bra, cupping her round and firm breasts. "I know you like the job, and it has been your life. It is who you are. I should not have taken it away. It's just..."

Jane could not continue; he did not want those feelings to haunt him again. Not at this moment.

"You are scared to lose me." Lisbon finished his sentence, as she ripped his shirt off. "You cannot risk to have anything hurting me because you love me too much. You would rather lock me up in the tower than putting me in any situation that is possibly dangerous."

Jane froze, he never expected her to read his mind, not as comprehensive as this. It was like she ripped his heart open and examined all his thoughts thoroughly. He looked into her eyes and saw the deep emotions running. Realising she had been thinking more or less the same thing as he did, he caressed her cheek gently with his thumb.

"I tried to put myself in your shoe," Lisbon explained, "And I had those memories of you… almost…"

Lisbon felt the tears rushed to her eyes once again, and Jane claimed her mouth that instant without hesitation. Her hands held him tightly, fearing that he would vanish if she let go. He brushed away any teardrops that rolled down along her cheek.

"It's okay, I'm here for you." Jane comforted her, covering her with all his body warmth.

"Patrick, please don't stop me from doing my job," Lisbon begged, her voice was pretty hoarse, as she still had not fully recovered from crying, "I promise that I will stay safe…"

Jane planted a soft kiss on her forehead, smiled bitterly. How would he be able to protect his brave and adventurous lady, his dearest Lisbon, if he did not put her away? Her job as an FBI agent was of high risk, and his plans were obviously not 100% reliable; he said so himself, a good plan requires planning, but also a bit of luck.

"You know I can't bear to lose you." Jane held her tighter, crushing her breasts to his bare chest.

"I know. And I can't bear to lose you either, that's why I have to do my job: to protect people, especially you," Lisbon kissed his shoulder, which was the only place her lips could touch with Jane holding her down, "I have all the skills i need, but most importantly I got you. You make the best plans. You will keep me safe."

"Teresa, my plans… were often the reasons that you got into more danger. They were imperfect," Jane shook his head sadly, "Not every plan would work out as planned."

"But you were there to save me, even though things got out of hand. And you brought me back every time, safe and sound." Lisbon persuaded him sincerely, "I trust you, and I know you won't let me down."

Jane was touched when he heard Lisbon said she trusted him. Him, the bastard who have been sneaking behind her back, betraying her trust since pretty much they have been working together; the jackass who endangered her just to reach his goal. He still remembered how she said she did not trust him at all when they first worked together…

He kissed her, once more, with gratitude towards her faith in him. Only this time his kiss did not stay on her lips, but tracing down her neck, her shoulders, and finally to her breasts, while his hands slid down to her waist, getting rid of her pants and underwear. The sweet scent of arousal filled the whole place at no time, making his already erected penis throbbing. He could not wait to unbuckle his belt and take his pants off, but she was as delicious as an ice-cream. He tasted one of her nipples, then the other, with his tongue all of a sudden, making her gasped; her gasp then transformed to continuous moaning when the stimulation lingered in her chestal area.

Jane took his time with Lisbon. He heard her, she trusted him. Just for this reason, he could not do anything to let her down, not anymore. He had always protected her from physical harm, but sucked at satisfying her emotional needs. He noticed how hurt she was, every time he had hid secrets from her, sadness flew from her eyes and nearly drowned him. He thought he would never be able to truly gain her trust, even she loved him deeply.

His mind was interrupted when his pants were surprisingly gone and his erection freed from his boxers. Obviously she must have been trying hard, using her strong determination and willpower to resist the effect of the treat he was giving her, and did him a favor by pushing down his pants. She placed her hands on his back, and enjoyed herself by feasting on his body. He grinned, it was time for him to fulfil her desires, both physically and spiritually.

Gently, his hands caressed her juicy thighs inch by inch, getting closer and closer to her cilt, the source of the lustful heat, the origin of the wild wetness. The moment his finger made contact with her buzzing area, she squirmed and her nails sunk a little into his back. He hummed, experiencing the scratches that would probably leave some red trails. He needed this, needed something to feel her holding onto him.

He circled around her opening with his long, delicate finger, making Lisbon trembled under his touch. Her hips jerked a little, indicating her readiness. She was wet to her thighs; the warm liquid was begging him to take her. Yet his mischievous personality kept her frustrated, he teased her, dipping lightly, barely making any entrance.

"Patrick!" Lisbon whimpered in frustration, "Just do it…"

Jane chuckled, waited for a few seconds just to make Lisbon more sensitive before giving her what she liked. He slowly slid his finger in, and inserted another when he heard her relieved sigh. He had always wondered how she could accommodate him; two fingers seemed to have stretched her to her limit already. He pushed them in, as deep as possible, paused, then withdraw them. She was clearly demanding more, so he repeated for several times at a steady rhythm. Her walls contracted as his fingers were brushing them mercilessly. She screamed when the strokes brought her to her first orgasm, but the sounds was muffled and swallowed by him, whom did not stop his movement even when she reached her climax. He was ready to made her overwhelmed by the sensations he exceptionally prepared for her.

His plan backfired at him horribly; his constant intimacy with her crushing walls increased the pain of his erection radically, so intense that could no longer be ignored. He pulled his finger out, and poked her entrance with his hardness.

Lisbon was no longer patient with his game; her hands grabbed his ass and tried bringing it into her, only Jane would not give in to her control. He pushed back as he laid his hands on her beautifully shaped breasts and kneaded them, slowly leading her into another sensational frenzy. His hands were so magical and powerful, that she could not stop herself purring with his massage.

Without any warning, Jane violently thrusted into Lisbon. His erection was so big that he almost did not get in; she had to stretch to an angle that was nearly impossible in order to make him fit into her, but her walls squeezed him as he tried to made his way in. She shrieked when he filled her, happily accepted the pleasurable pain together with his rare whine.

"Woman," Jane groaned, "You are still too tight after I have fucked you so many times…"

"This is how tight I will always hold you," replied Lisbon sweetly, trying her best to form a complete sentence when Jane planned to make her reach another climax, "No matter what happened."

A wide smile spread on Jane's face. He claimed Lisbon's smart mouth before he replied with another pun. "You make it so hard to talk in bed."

Lisbon giggled and was about to say "I told you so", but she never got the chance when Jane picked up his speed and slammed into her. She could only managed to gasp and scream with the killing-pain inside her, barely had the energy to keep her hands on him. She shut her eyes tight when she felt her ciltoris was exploding; his movement was so fast that she reached multiple orgasms seconds after his reply. She thought she saw stars when the excitement washed over her body like a tidal wave, and he had to take a break just to bring her back.

Jane had not yet released himself, despite he nearly went out of tricks to hold it. He knew he would not be able to control for long, but he did not wish to end yet. He petted Lisbon when she was recovering, and she knew what he wanted without him saying out loud. She was pretty exhausted, but she did not want to miss the best part. So she got up and turned face down, allowing him to go into deeper depths.

Once Lisbon was in position, Jane cupped her boobs and rammed into her without stalling. He was thrusting so hard that she almost felt she had bruises inside her. He had a mind of the beast at that moment; the desire, the lust flooded him and he could only act on his most natural instincts. His hips slapped against her butt, hard and quick and intense; her cries and screams only accelerated his movement, and her heated, pink-hued ass just made his desire of conquering her stronger.

Jane gave Lisbon a final slam that was enough to drove her insane and undid him; he shot everything into her. His vision blurred and he almost blacked out, and so did her. They collapsed into each others arms, closed their eyes and laid on the bed without saying a word but pant.

It was almost 15 minutes later when Jane finally managed to break the silence.

"That was…" Jane was still too tired to process anything complicated with his brain; the sex drained every last bit of his energy, "...great."

Lisbon's brain only started to function when she heard Jane's voice. Her rationality slowly recovered, and it demanded her to get an answer from him. She turned to her side and looked directly into his eyes.

"Please do the same for me. Trust me."

It came out more like a request from a little girl rather than a bossy command, hit right into Jane's soft spot. He was unable to reject Lisbon at all; he loved her too much.

Jane pulled Lisbon into his arms, still anxious but made his promise to her, "I trust you."

Smile curled up their lips when their eyes met again. Lisbon's eyes were wet again when she ensured Jane softly, "I won't let myself get hurt. I will come back safe, I promise."

"I know you will." Jane replied after kissing Lisbon and caressing her dark hair, "God, I love you so much…"

"Love me so much that you are already hard for me again?" Lisbon could not help but teased Jane, when she felt something poked her groin, which was covered with their mix juices; he spilled too much into her that plenty of it could not stay inside her.

Jane grinned, "You're up for another round? How about you stay on top?"

Lisbon shook her head in disbelief, as she straddled Jane and sat on his legs, "Jeez, my legs are still wobbling… I don't even know how a guy at your age can recover so quickly."

"Well, that's my next evil plan to keep you from your job… if I got you pregnant you would have to stay behind the desk and only do paperwork all day long, so you would be safe." Jane smiled slyly.

But Jane's satisfaction did not last long. He knew he was in trouble when Lisbon pouted, because the next second she brushed his nipples with thumb gently, almost ticklish, making him squirm and surrender to her.

"Mercy, Teresa! Mercy… It was only a joke..." Jane begged, and Lisbon stopped, switching to caressing his face.

Lisbon could not suppress her amusement: it was too much fun to mess around with Jane. She barely noticed the sudden change in Jane's expression.

"Teresa," Jane swallowed, "Will you hate me... if I ever crossed the line again?"

Jane was secretly hoping Lisbon would say no. He knew he promised her, and he surely did not want to hurt her again, but there would definitely be a possibility that his promise will be overrode by his protective instinct. He just needed to know she would not leave him; if she did it would tear his heart open and he would never be able to recover from that.

Lisbon's expression was extremely serious, Jane had a bad feeling about this. She paused for a few seconds before she finally answered.

"I would be extremely mad at you…"

Jane's expression fell instantly; he should have seen that coming.

"...But I would love you even more." Lisbon watched Jane's shock expression and pretty pleased with herself in surprising him; it's not easy to pull it off in front of a maestro of mind-reading. "I won't leave you. I love you too much."

Jane did not reply, but Lisbon knew he was too moved to say anything. She gave him a few seconds before she made her move on him.

"Still, I would punish you like this…" Lisbon brushed her thumb against the tip of his erection, the most sensitive part of his body at that moment, "If you did that again…"

"Jeez!" Jane yelled, his body jerked uncontrollably suffering from the stimulation, "I will behave!"

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They went to work together in the next morning, after finishing the breakfast made by Jane and did a few quickies. Lisbon parked the car and unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Remember to wear the vest when you confront the suspect, at least it gives you protection in the heart. Never go alone, get someone to go with you... I may need a vest too since I we'd go together…" Jane had been reminding Lisbon the whole morning about safety issues, like a parent telling his kid to behave at school.

"Patrick! I got it!" Lisbon muted Jane with her lips.

"Teresa," Jane said softly, before they got off the car, "Stay safe."

Lisbon smiled, "Anything for you."

It is now 4 a.m. in where I live, but I don't give a damn about it. I had to finish this tonight lol

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I have to apologize as I promised I would have finished this yesterday, but it apparently took longer than I thought... I had trouble writing intimate scenes. I hope this chapter did not disappoint you too much; it's kinda unreal to me and I really don't know how things work out in bed, sorry for my lack of experience... It would be very kind of you if you give me some suggestions. Naturally, I also welcome your thoughts on every aspect of the story.

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