Late (fic)
I seriously need to get out of this house. Damn thing took me all night to write.
Jimmy had just gotten his belt buckled and was holding up two shirts for consideration when Alex walked out of the bathroom. Unable to remember which was closer to laundry day, he waved them at her. Distracted by her appearance, he was unable to articulate his question.
She'd mostly dried her fine, fair hair, but her body was still damp from the shower. Water droplets moved down her hips and over her belly and he followed one as it disappeared into the curls between her legs. Draping the towel over her shoulders she pointed at the white shirt. "The blue is a lost cause, babe. I'll drop off cleaning tomorrow." He tossed the blue one aside and advanced on her. She put her hands up, laughing. "Late, remember?"
They were already late for work, which complicated the logistics of not appearing as if they were coming in together. It would be years, until he got bounced up to the Brass, until they could both be late for the same reason. They'd been pathologically careful in the two months since Jimmy's marital separation became official, if not public, and their relationship changed. He'd found an apartment for himself but couldn't move in until the end of the month and was staying with her until then.
He nodded reluctantly and slipped his shirt on before putting his hands on her hips. "I could just be very, very late. Wander into my meeting looking smug and sated." He kissed her, telegraphing his growing intent despite keeping the touch light.
Alex put her hands on his chest, instinctively rubbing her slim fingers over him, and tried to ward him off. Laughing brightly, she teased him. "And what am I supposed to do? You gonna give me a note?"
He chuckled and pushed her backward until she bumped into the bed. "Wander in a little late looking apologetic." He kissed her firmly, half lifting her to put more feeling into the kiss. Her hands moving over his chest were the last straw. He wanted to feel her underneath him. "You don't mind, do you?"
She answered him by reaching between them to get at his belt buckle. It was open and her hand inside his pants in an instant. She smirked up at him as her hand found his swelling cock. "Are you sure, baby? We still don't have much time."
"I won't take long, believe me." He groaned at her laughter. "I realize that might not be the most enticing argument, but we are running late."
This time Alex responded by taking his hand off her hip and moving it between her legs. The position was awkward given their heights and she almost commented that they were too old to be groping like teenagers. His rough moan when he found her heat put a stop to that.
He guided her back onto the bed, working his finger into her as he pushed his pants down his hips. He had the passing thought he might have to change his pants after this given how wet she was, but that thought too vanished when she pulled him down into a rough kiss. Jimmy rubbed his thumb over her clit while she stroked his cock; their kiss helping them set the pace. When she whimpered he pushed her hand away and moved to enter her.
They stayed in the kiss, nipping and sucking at each other while he thrust into her. His promise that it wouldn't take long was realized when she wrapped a leg around him and let out a strangled cry of pleasure that somehow included his name. He followed her a moment later, grinding into her as he emptied.
There was no time to lay collapsed on each other they way they wanted, no time to properly recover. Instead he pulled himself off her only a few moments after their last tremors. It took her a few more minutes before she could get herself up. He leaned down and kissed the top of a breast, licking lightly at the sheen of sweat that had replaced the clean water from the shower.
He ended up getting to 1PP before her but only because just as she got out of the shower for the second time her partner called to say a lead had paid off and that he'd pick her up in twenty minutes. Jimmy left two minutes after that, wanting his car to be well away from her place before Bobby got anywhere near.
That night as they lay in bed he assured her that he had arrived at his meeting wearing a smug expression. Not because of his late morning conquest but because he was proud of the work she and Bobby were doing. With that lead they'd closed the case before his meeting was out. Curling tight against him, she suggested with a wry smirk that they be late to work more often.
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Jimmy had just gotten his belt buckled and was holding up two shirts for consideration when Alex walked out of the bathroom. Unable to remember which was closer to laundry day, he waved them at her. Distracted by her appearance, he was unable to articulate his question.
She'd mostly dried her fine, fair hair, but her body was still damp from the shower. Water droplets moved down her hips and over her belly and he followed one as it disappeared into the curls between her legs. Draping the towel over her shoulders she pointed at the white shirt. "The blue is a lost cause, babe. I'll drop off cleaning tomorrow." He tossed the blue one aside and advanced on her. She put her hands up, laughing. "Late, remember?"
They were already late for work, which complicated the logistics of not appearing as if they were coming in together. It would be years, until he got bounced up to the Brass, until they could both be late for the same reason. They'd been pathologically careful in the two months since Jimmy's marital separation became official, if not public, and their relationship changed. He'd found an apartment for himself but couldn't move in until the end of the month and was staying with her until then.
He nodded reluctantly and slipped his shirt on before putting his hands on her hips. "I could just be very, very late. Wander into my meeting looking smug and sated." He kissed her, telegraphing his growing intent despite keeping the touch light.
Alex put her hands on his chest, instinctively rubbing her slim fingers over him, and tried to ward him off. Laughing brightly, she teased him. "And what am I supposed to do? You gonna give me a note?"
He chuckled and pushed her backward until she bumped into the bed. "Wander in a little late looking apologetic." He kissed her firmly, half lifting her to put more feeling into the kiss. Her hands moving over his chest were the last straw. He wanted to feel her underneath him. "You don't mind, do you?"
She answered him by reaching between them to get at his belt buckle. It was open and her hand inside his pants in an instant. She smirked up at him as her hand found his swelling cock. "Are you sure, baby? We still don't have much time."
"I won't take long, believe me." He groaned at her laughter. "I realize that might not be the most enticing argument, but we are running late."
This time Alex responded by taking his hand off her hip and moving it between her legs. The position was awkward given their heights and she almost commented that they were too old to be groping like teenagers. His rough moan when he found her heat put a stop to that.
He guided her back onto the bed, working his finger into her as he pushed his pants down his hips. He had the passing thought he might have to change his pants after this given how wet she was, but that thought too vanished when she pulled him down into a rough kiss. Jimmy rubbed his thumb over her clit while she stroked his cock; their kiss helping them set the pace. When she whimpered he pushed her hand away and moved to enter her.
They stayed in the kiss, nipping and sucking at each other while he thrust into her. His promise that it wouldn't take long was realized when she wrapped a leg around him and let out a strangled cry of pleasure that somehow included his name. He followed her a moment later, grinding into her as he emptied.
There was no time to lay collapsed on each other they way they wanted, no time to properly recover. Instead he pulled himself off her only a few moments after their last tremors. It took her a few more minutes before she could get herself up. He leaned down and kissed the top of a breast, licking lightly at the sheen of sweat that had replaced the clean water from the shower.
He ended up getting to 1PP before her but only because just as she got out of the shower for the second time her partner called to say a lead had paid off and that he'd pick her up in twenty minutes. Jimmy left two minutes after that, wanting his car to be well away from her place before Bobby got anywhere near.
That night as they lay in bed he assured her that he had arrived at his meeting wearing a smug expression. Not because of his late morning conquest but because he was proud of the work she and Bobby were doing. With that lead they'd closed the case before his meeting was out. Curling tight against him, she suggested with a wry smirk that they be late to work more often.
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