Code Red
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It’s their lost night of love before he has to leave.
When he stepped into the room he closed the door on the long day behind him. He spotted her in the kitchen, her back to him and smiled as he called out to her.
“Honey…I’m home”
He grinned as he saw watched her jump in surprise, her eyes going wide as she looked over her shoulder. She tried and failed to stifle a giggle as he reached her moments later, sliding his arms around her waist as she leaned back against him.
“Link? What are you doing here?!”
“Surprising you Tracy baby”
“But...I thought you weren’t due back til next week”
“I pulled some strings”
“Well this is just..”
“Afrotastic?”
She laughed.
“Yes”
Her eyes followed the line of the pale pink confection that trailed from his fingertips.
“What’s this?”
“A little something for my lady…I saw this and thought of you”
“Because I’m…pale and pink?”
He hummed softly singing into her ear.
“It’s chantilly lace..and a pretty face..and a ponytail hanging down..a wiggle in her walk..a giggle in her talk..makes my world go rounnnnnnnd..”
She laughed softly.
“Link Larkin…singing in my kitchen“, she turned in his arms to face him sliding her hands up his chest, “Why it’s only the dream of my life”
“I’ll be your dream lover Trace”
“Link Larkin does Bobby Darin?”
“More Link Larkin does Tracy Larkin…unfortunately for one night only”
He smoothed his hands over her hips and pressed his forehead to hers as she sighed.
“I wish we had more time”
“Me too…but I got a job to do”
“What time do you have to leave?”
“Oh-six-hundred hours”
“Then I suppose we gotta make it count…”, she ran her hands up his ribcage skimming up across his back and shoulders through his uniform, “Officer”
“At your service ma’am”
She giggled.
“I feel really old when someone calls me ma’am”
He swayed them both from side to side as if dancing.
“Well...you are an old married woman now...Tracy Turnblad’s all grown up”
Her eyes lingered on his as he slowed to a stop his fingers trailing down her waist, slipping below the fabric of her capri pants where he found her wet and hot. Her voice caught on a breath.
“Is she?”
His eyes held hers still as she shifted allowing him to slip a finger inside her, relishing her acquiescence.
“Yes…she is”, he kept his movements slow torturing them both with smooth control, “She’s still my little darlin‘…bright…and…beautiful…and…fun...but she’s also a woman now..…my woman”
Her voice was dry as she rested her head on his shoulder.
“Why doesn‘t she..”, she reached for the pink chiffon and lace still clasped in his free hand, “Slip into something more comfortable while you…”, she angled him back towards the faded recliner in the corner of the room as he released her, “Wait right here?”
She watched him sitting on the edge of the seat when she returned. Coat gone, head down as he began to remove his boots. Her eyes travelled over the white vest that clung like a second skin and the sheen of silver in the form of dog tags that dangled from his neck. She walked toward him slowly and deliberately kneeling at his feet catching his hands in hers.
“No…let me”
His mouth quirked as she eased the laces open sliding the boots off his feet.
“Looking after me Trace?”
“I think Link Larkin…”, she moved to sit on the arm of the chair easing him back towards her as she soothed the muscles of his shoulders beneath her hands, “That you need to be looked after”, she swept her fingers up over his neck, “You’re so...tense”
“Maybe a little”
“They must be working you really hard”
“Well it’s nearly over.…I’ll be home soon baby”
“You think so?”
He slid his hand up her thigh closest to him until he reached the lace that skimmed her thighs.
“I know so”
He tipped his head back to catch her mouth in a kiss as she slid onto the seat behind him. He stood up brushing his lips over hers as he caught her legs beneath her knees and swept them onto the chair easing one of his thighs between hers. She murmured against his mouth.
“Maybe we should go to bed”
He hovered over her, eyes twinkling, “Maybe we don’t need to…”, he leaned in close, “Maybe if we just do…this”, he reached down, “And…this”, he tugged the lever home until the chair reclined fully and winked, “Magic..what do you think?”
She slid her arms up around his neck with a smile.
“Melts me to the floor”
He brushed his nose against hers.
“Maybe we’ll get there later”
“Link Larkin! You animal!”
He growled against her neck teasingly.
“Link! Stop!”
“Make me”
She caught her lower lip in her teeth her eyes never leaving his as she eased off the vest and trailed her hands across his skin, tantalising the parts that her mouth couldn't reach. Relentless she skimmed her hands below the waistband of his pants, feeling warm skin as she pressed him to her tight and close until he had to close his eyes to try and regain his control. When they opened again they were dark and full of purpose. She winked at him saucily unable to resist teasing him further as she stretched lazily angling her hips into his.
"Mmmm….Mr Larkin you are happy to be home aren‘t you?"
He shifted quickly trapping her wrists above her head with his forearm.
“You…Tracy….Edna…Larkin….are…a…bad…bad…girl….who needs to be punished”
Dropping to his knees swiftly he grabbed her foot, tickling her without mercy turning her giggles to gasps as he dropped kisses against her skin from ankle to knee. He slowed his pace slightly, letting his eyes drift up to meet hers as he teasingly licked his way slowly up and down her inner thigh while his fingers traced circles at her waist.
“Oh god…Link…I…”
He positioned himself over her again with a grin, arms braced either side of her on the arms of the chair.
“You what?”
She brushed her hands up his bare back sliding her hands into his mussed hair.
“I love you”
He pressed his forehead to hers.
“You win”
He crushed his mouth against hers as her hands streaked down his back and chest fumbling with his pants as she tried to ease them off while murmuring against his mouth.
"Can’t…belt….stuck..”
He tore his mouth from hers bracing a foot against the ground as he snapped the buckle of the offending belt and threw it to the floor before taking her mouth again. She dragged his pants down his hips as he tugged her pink panties aside sinking into her.
“God...it’s so good to be home”
She breathed against his neck.
“It’s so good to have you home”
He increased the pace burning friction between them, hitching up her hips so he could go deeper still.
“Never…want to...leave...home...again”
Hair clung to his forehead as sweat beaded on his brow, her cheeks flushed as they clung on bodies trembling.
“Yes…please…yes!”
“God baby…you’re amazing”
“You’re my Link…only you…only you”
“And you’ll always be my Tracy baby…”, his mind emptied as his body did, pulling her with him, “Always”
***
She stroked his hair as he lay against her chest, the calm after the storm.
“Should I ask if you and your dyed hair are awol Efron?”
“Affirmative. I have to get back to base camp as wonder boy insists on calling it without detection”
“Wow a fugitive type...lucky me”
“Less laughing please. I’m risking life and limb here. He will actually kill me if he realises I left the zone as he calls it”
“Method huh?”
“To his madness at least. He’s a psychotic bastard…but he’s amazing with it”
“Well he did make you spend six weeks in ‘Nam shooting on ‘lockdown’ so I expect nothing less than amazing”
“We’re definitely wrapping at the end of the week…some pick ups down at the studio for a week or so when I get back and then I’m done...all yours”
“Oh I don’t know…that Zac Efron...he’s so in demand these days…little small town girls like me don’t stand a chance..and I‘m such a big fan too”
“Zac always has time for his fans”, he leaned in the nibble her neck lightly, “Especially the pretty ones”
“Wow really? I don’t know what I’d do if I ran into him…I’d be so excited”
“I‘m sure he would be too”
“Maybe I’ll take a trip to Disneyland…I mean he does stuff there sometimes right?”
“I heard that somewhere”
“I would just totally scream if I got to touch him..”
“Oh I’m sure you would”
“I’m going to Disneyland!”
“You do that”
They both gave into the laughter, a mingled tangle in the air as they grabbed the various articles of clothing and made their way to the bathroom and bedrooms respectively. A little while later, between the scents of soap and toothpaste they sat cross legged on the bed. Nikki in a t-shirt, Zac in pajama bottoms, chest bare but for the glint of silver that lingered there. He took the tags from around his neck and placed them round her hers, lifting her hair, letting it linger a moment in his hands. She looked down with a smile and examined the words etched on them.
Property of Link Larkin.
“Marking your territory Zaccy?”
He brushed a thumb over her cheek.
“Making you mine Nik”
She kissed him softly on the mouth and laid her head against his shoulder contently as he laid back on top of the covers, a concession to the warm night air, his arms holding her close, both in a place where they failed to feel the cold.
***
He brushed a soft kiss across her forehead as the first hints of early dawn filtered through the window. She murmured sleepily as he picked up his bags to leave.
“Wait”
“I’m here”
She pushed the sheet he had pulled over her in the night aside and knelt up near the edge of the bed where she could tug him to her for a kiss. They both clung for a moment before drawing back out of breath. Zac shook his head to clear it.
“Whoa…okay…not making it any easier for me to leave”
She clicked her tongue.
“Am I making it harder?”
His mouth quirked.
“Considerably”
She smoothed his lapel and gave him a light shove settling back on her heels.
“Job done. Go get em’ soldier boy”
“You should come entertain the troops”
“I could come…and entertain...“
“Did I say troops? I meant me”
“A personal performance? Maybe”
“So I’m considering if the world really needs another war movie…”
She laughed huskily.
“Go....before I ask you to stay”
“Okay…I’m outta here”
She watched as the early morning light caught his face.
“And…Link”
He turned at the door.
“Yes Tracy?”
She smiled and winked making his lips curve to match hers.
“I’ll keep the home fires burning”
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