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"Are you okay?" he asked as he pulled himself out of her, rolling to his side, facing her.

Mary turned her head to face him, still panting from the exertions, "Yeah…do you hate me from bringing the dream…"

Marshall cut her off, throwing his arm over her and brought her closer, "No, I don't hate you…I really really don't. That's kind of the problem, in some ways."

"Doesn't seem like much of a problem. You warned me of the consequences and I still took the risk, that would make it my fault by default," she turned and pressed her body completely against him.

"This is…what we just did, could never be called a blame. I need you to know and understand that. I don't know if you're ready to hear this but I'm ready to be clear about my feelings," he tried to roll away, but Mary rolled with him, laying over him. No more running away.

"So tell me," she kissed his jaw.

"I'm in love with you. Why do you think I sent you instead of Delia on that witness run? I needed to get some space and so did you. We both needed to think and analyze what is going on here. Yeah, we didn't think we would be away from each other during sleep mode, but I guess we both came with the conclusion that we wanted more from each other and…"

Mary leaned down and kissed him, shutting his running mouth from spewing more information then needed. He had just confessed that he was in love with her. Marshall had just told her – to her face – that he was in love with her.

She tore her lips from his and pecked him a few times before sighing, using her signature smirk, "Aww, you're so sweet."

Marshall closed his eyes and sighed sadly, "See, I knew you wouldn't take me seriously. I mean, I have deep – in love – feelings for you that I've had for so damn long and you…"

This time Mary covered his mouth with the palm of her hand, "Idiot. You know what I did all week on that damn witness run? I missed you. I wanted to reply to all your damn texts – that by the way, you need to learn how to use acronyms and not spell the whole word – I was absolutely pathetic. Carl kept eyeing me and I had to snap at him every time I woke without having a dream with you. I have never missed anyone as much as I've missed you whenever you're not around." She leaned her forehead against his and whispered, "I'm not very good at eyes wide open, in this case more like 'heart wide open', but if you can man up – no pun – I can give you as much as you're willing to give me."

His eyes went from sad and overcast to a smiling sparkle, he nodded.

"Marshal Marshall Mann, I'm in love with you, too," she smiled down at him and he rolled them over.

"Thank you. I know you don't like to show your emotions, you know? It's hard to know what you're thinking," he moved in for a kiss, licked her lower lip before taking it between his teeth and nipping it.

She moaned, "You could just ask."

"Yeah, because Ms. Shannon is very forthcoming when asked serious questions," he teased as he nibbled on her lips.

"Do you think we're going to be okay?" she asked uneasily, pushing him slightly away from her to stare up into his bright eyes.

"Don't worry about it, we're going to be great," he murmured down to her neck suckling as he went, he felt her spread her legs as he settled between them. They had just come apart, but their bodies requested more of each other.

Somehow the kissing got dragged out by both of them, longer than they intended. She felt him harden against her moist center and she arched under him, rubbing his lengthening hardness against her tender bud.

Maybe it was because she had just been sated, but they didn't have any of the same urgency of the first time. Or the second, if you counted the dream as the first. His erection prodded her center and she again tilted her hips, the gentle rocking of their hips and their rhythm sync guided him into her with ease. Slowly, so slowly he penetrated her, not once having to put any real force into his movements.

Marshall nuzzled her neck as he filled her up down below and left the occasional soft kiss when the whim took him. He gently caressed her breasts with his right paw, while the other stayed on her lower back, just above her ass.

They could've enjoyed their slow lovemaking, but Marshall soon lost the battle and his strokes got longer and harder and faster. Mary had slowly been building up to another orgasm for long enough that the increased stimulation hit her harder than it should have.

When she came, it almost wasn't what she typically thought of as an orgasm, but more a sudden increase in the pleasure she already felt. It was like floating in the ocean and being lifted by a huge wave. The transition was smooth but wasn't diminished in power, if anything is was more powerful. Her last thought was that she finally knew what lovemaking was about, giving your all to the person that joined his body to yours.

Marshall felt her arms clutch him tightly against her as he kept pumping in and out of her, his arms went around her back and his hands clamped hard over her shoulder, holding her as he kept fucking her in a steady rhythm the whole time, making it hard for the orgasm to back down, keeping her high in her pleasure.

She moaned in ecstasy, then begged for mercy, "Pl-please, oh Marshall….ooohhhh!"

He grunted, either in acknowledgement or refusal, she wasn't sure which and it scared her. Her heart was ready to burst from the love she felt for this man. Whichever it was, he picked up his pace and she arched harder under him.

Marshall couldn't hold back as much as he'd like, he pounded her into the mattress and groaned in agony, sweet sweet agony as his hands moved down to her hips, he held her as he jerked a few times. He was gradually losing control of his actions and thrusting frantically and erratically, releasing his seed deep within her body. He collapsed on top of her and panted a few gasps to try to catch his breath.

She ran her fingers through his hair and down his back, placing soft kisses on his temple, ears, neck and muscled shoulders while she waited for him to climb down from his pleasurable high.

They didn't have to say anything after that, they just lay in blissful exhaustion within each other's arms. He slowly moved over to the side of her and pulled her back flush against his front, kissing her neck and shoulders before their breathing regulated enough to fall asleep.

TBC...there will probably be a short epilogue, still no promises...but definitely one more chapter :) Please review!