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A NIGHT OFF → THEACUS

TAGGING: Anthea Blake and Marcus Hammond

TIMEFRAME: July 30th, 2016

NOTES: Marcus decides Thea needs a night off from leading a highly illegal rebellion and comes to her room in their base with a bag full of alcohol, wanting his friend to relax a little.

ADDITIONAL NOTES: Underage drinking, NSFW

THEA BLAKE

Why they were doing this, Thea had no idea. They were fighting a war and she was leading a rebellion. So why was she agreeing to let loose a little and get drunk with Marcus? It seemed hilarious to her. And what was funnier? She wasn't even at the legal drinking age in America. And yet here she was. Deep down, she knew Marcus was just trying to help her. He wanted her to be able to relax and he wanted her to be able to have just one day off where she could relax.

Which was why she was waiting in her room for her friend, her second in command. The fact she was just in her underwear didn't matter; she'd known Marcus for years and they'd been through far too much together to care. Although there were still scars and marks that marred her skin from the torture she'd endured. Thinking quickly, Thea slipped a shirt over her body, deciding this was covered enough.

The knock at her door had her rising and Thea got up to answer, raising an eyebrow at Marcus and unable to stop herself from smirking. "I hope you're ready to get absolutely wasted. You insisted on this, after all."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus counted it as a small victory that Thea agreed to get drunk with him. It was due for a while now in his opinion. She was working herself too much and that wouldn't benefit anyone. He had experience with that. For a while, a long while, he had tried to be good and be a role model for everyone in their movement because he was the second in command and had to lead people too. Be someone else. But that had burned him faster than anything else too. They needed to relax sometimes and let the world be just for a little while.

That wasn't the only reason, though. It wasn't just the need to know that Thea let loose a little, it was that Thea would do it with him. A distance had grown between them since Will had died and for some unknown reason, it made Marcus feel lost. They had been in this together and now it seemed like they were both divided into two different sides even though they were fighting for the same thing. Freedom. A plastic bag was slung over his shoulder as he kept musing over their relationship, or the lack thereof, the bottles and cans of alcohol clinking together as he moved. It was all carelessly thrown together in there.

His sneakers were quiet on the floor, so that was the only noise he was making before a knock was following that, his knuckles on the door to Thea's room. Once it opened, revealing his friend, he mirrored her smirk and saluted her with his free hand. "Yes, ma'am. Absolutely ready for you and this booze," he replied and sidestepped around her into the room and made a beeline for her bed.

THEA BLAKE

When she was saluted, Thea couldn't help but roll her eyes. That was one thing she'd always hated. Some of the newer members of the Resistance used to do it, when they first met her. Thea had to put her foot down with that one. While she was the leader, she wasn't a dictator and she definitely didn't want people to look up to her in the way they had been. It wasn't healthy.

She shook herself from her thoughts, watching as Marcus stepped around her and entered the room. She grinned, letting the door close behind him and followed him to her bed, seating herself beside him. Thea didn't bother asking if she could look through the alcohol he had - she helped herself, peeking in the bag immediately and pulling a bottle from there, squinting a little to read the label.

"This is some pretty decent stuff. Is this what you sent the newbies out to get when they were supposed to be getting food for us? You do realise we're down to our last loaf of bread, right? And it's not like you and I can just waltz into a supermarket." Despite her words, Thea was smirking and she reached for the two glasses on her bedside table, pouring out two drinks - one for herself and one for her friend - before taking a sip and sighing.

"What's the plan, Batman? Are you just going to get me drunk to see if you can handle me?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus knew Thea hated the gesture but exactly for that reason he couldn't help doing it. Just to rile her up just a little bit, like he always did. He didn't see why he should act differently because this was the whole point of finding back to their old dynamic. At least for him. She might have different reasons like just humoring him. He guessed he could live with that for now.

Marcus plopped on the bed, more careful of the bottles this time, and made himself as comfortable as if this was his own bed. There was a time when it kind of had been what with all the time he had spent here. Now he had gotten himself different responsibilities and different people to distract himself. Still, her grin was contagious and so he had one on his face as well, watching her as she joined him on the bed. Despite the grin on her face, she looked tired, worried. Older than she really was. He didn't look much better at times, blue eyes hollow more often than not.

"So little faith in me, Blake. Of course, that's not all I sent them out for," he said, drawing the words out a little. Actually, he had accompanied the newbies and observed them from a safe distance to make sure they actually came back with the things they needed without any hassle. But he wouldn't tell her that. "But I told them it was very important," he added with one of his cheeky grins as he accepted the glass. "I'm drinking out of a glass, how fancy," he teased and did just that, taking a large sip.

"I'm handling you already," he stated, his lips resting on the edge of the glass as he looked at her. "I mean, you're pretty damn pleased, don't lie."

THEA BLAKE

Watching Marcus settle in her room was strange to Thea. Not that they weren't close - they'd always been good friends, after all. But it felt like so much had changed recently. She was the leader now and it was up to her to keep everyone in the Resistance safe. There was a lot of weight on her shoulders and honestly, Thea wasn't entirely sure what to do with herself. But she pushed that thought aside, for now at least. This was about her relaxing and that was what mattered.

"I wouldn't really class this as handling me," Thea said, raising an eyebrow at Marcus. "I would call this being sociable."

She was still pretty closed off, she knew that. But what could she do? Thea was scared to let Marcus get close to her. She didn't want it compromising anything. He was, after all, the second in command. She couldn't afford for either of them to be distracted. With a heavy sigh, Thea lay back on the bed, letting her legs rest on Marcus's lap. She was eighteen years old, she didn't know what she was doing most of the time. The majority of people her age would be out having fun, not running a rebellion.

"I guess I just don't really know what to do anymore, Marcus. How am I supposed to help everyone and protect us all at the same time?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Being sociable with you is handling you. Because you're such a piece of work," Marcus grinned, ignoring the raised eyebrow. He was right in his opinion. Since Thea had been appointed the leader of their 'little' underground revolution, she had changed. Had become easily irritable and way too serious. They were fighting more and there had been times where Marcus just wanted to drop everything and leave. But, like he had said, he had given Will a promise and he wasn't one to leave friends if they needed him the most.

No matter how they distanced themselves from him. It wasn't like it was the first time. And this thing was all that was left for him until they managed to reach their goal. His hand dropped to her leg as she made herself comfortable, just resting there. A gesture of reassurance. Maybe seeking human contact to a person he trusted. The other lifted the glass to his lips again, downing it effectively. "Ah ah. None of that. Tonight we pretend to be normal teenagers who broke into their parents liquor cabinet."

THEA BLAKE

She wasn't bothered when Marcus called her a piece of work. She'd heard much worse in her life. Then again, with a past like hers, it was to be expected. But she didn't say anything, merely sipping at her drink, a small frown set between her eyebrows. The fact he didn't want her to talk about what was going on was both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, it would be nice to have a break, she knew that. But on the other, she couldn't help but worry about their situation. How was she supposed to keep everyone safe?

"So we're pretending to be normal, huh?" Thea said, grinning at her friend and sipping at her drink again. "I don't think I've ever had what could be considered normal in my life. Look at me, my mother was a prostitute, I was a prostitute and now I'm running a huge underground rebellion. I don't think I could be normal if I tried, Marcus."

MARCUS HAMMOND

The frown was harder to ignore for him. He didn't want to cut her off, maybe there was something she needed to get off her chest, but at the same time he just wanted his mind to be full of unimportant things than what they were supposed to do to keep them and their fellow fighters safe or to hit the government where it hurt them the most. He missed the easy days. Or well, relatively easy.

"I know," he replied since he could relate to her in a way. He had never sold his body, sure, but he had given away a whole piece of himself when his parents had dragged him and his life into the political spotlight and taking a step without a paparazzi had been almost impossible. A reason why he was wearing his hair longer now and more often than not a six o' clock shadow. It made him unrecognizable unless you knew him. He massaged her calf unconsciously. "But you know how to get drunk and have fun, don't you?" he teased and filled his glass up again, keeping hers full too.

THEA BLAKE

"Of course I know how to get drunk and have fun," Thea said, raising an eyebrow. "It's just been a long time since I've been able to do so." She watched as he kept her glass full of alcohol and took another sip, sitting back a little. The feel of Marcus massaging her leg a little had the younger girl swallowing hard but regardless, she kept her leg there. It felt nice, however strange it sounded. Marcus had always been someone she could go to, someone she could trust. Nothing had changed, of course. Except Thea's feelings. But she kept those hidden.

"You wanted me here to get drunk. What do you suggest we do now?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Now whose fault is that," Marcus teased and let himself sink back against her pillows too, careful to not spill anything while he was still in control of his body and could be held responsible. Granted, there were a lot of reasons why being carefree and careless just wasn't possible as often anymore. Hence why he was so glad she had agreed to this, because he was actually feeling a bit of normalcy and intimacy return. He reminded himself not to get used to it.

"You aren't even drunk yet," Marcus said accusingly but playfully, clinking his glass against hers. "How about you tell me something you want. Unrelated to the current situation out there."

THEA BLAKE

The question had Thea frowning once more. What did she want? For the longest time, all she had been focused on was the fight but now she had no clue - what was she going to do in the end? Provided she lived that long, of course. The one con about running an underground rebellion? Not knowing if today was your last day. Thea pushed that dark thought aside, looking up at her friend and sighing.

"I want to be happy," she said honestly. It was cheesy, sure, but it was true. "I just want to be happy. I've never had a time in my life where I was at peace, you know? I've always had to look out for myself, I've always had to make sure no one was going to attack or kill me. Just once, I'd like someone to take care of me. Even if it was for an hour or so. Run me a bath, light some candles and shit and just let me relax. I've never had that."

Thea knew she'd said too much and ducked her head with a shy smile - something vaguely unfamiliar to her. She never normally let her sensitive side show. She had one, of course she did, but she had to be strong all the time, which was why she kept her eyes low, avoiding Marcus's gaze.

MARCUS HAMMOND

That frown. Was there actually a time lately where it hadn't made an appearance on Thea's face? Marcus couldn't remember so it must have been indeed quite a while. It almost made him frown as well before he could stop himself in the last moment. If he started to mirror her this would take a down spiral fast.

He cocked his head to the side at her answer, the hint of a smile on his lips. For other people it was simple. Being happy. For them, it wasn't. Had never been. There was no doubt in Marcus mind that Thea deserved all that. "Gonna be hard. It took me a shitload of time to even lay here and get drunk with me and I am awesome," he said softly, with a good dash of playfulness, making sure it didn't sound in any way accusing.

"I can totally run you a bath too, though. Drinking while lying in the bathtub is classy according to the lifestyle magazines," he continued jokingly and shifted closer to her, to drop a quick kiss into her head.

THEA BLAKE

"Yeah, yeah, you're awesome. You mention that constantly." Thea's words were teasing, of course, and she couldn't help but give a smile. Even if the smile was a little fake. She bit her lip as Marcus offered to run her a bath before shrugging her shoulders. There would be something strange about letting Marcus run her a bath. She'd be naked and while she didn't have any kind of issue with her body, she felt somewhat nervous about the slight chance of her friend seeing it.

The kiss to her forehead had Thea blinking in surprise a little. Marcus had always been affectionate, sure, but something was a little strange here. Regardless though, she nodded and Thea smiled up at him, sipping at her drink. "I don't think the lifestyle magazines take that into account when you're a rebellion leader, you know? But sure, run me a bath, light me some candles. Treat me like a lady."

There, that sounded more like her. Thea winked at her friend and got to her feet, pulling the oversized t-shirt over her head and letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her underwear in front of her friend. Thea had never been ashamed of her body. She had, after all, sold it for sex. So this? This wasn't too difficult for her. She reached for a hair-tie and pulled her long hair back before turning to look at Marcus again, smirking at his stare.

"Once you've stopped staring at my half-naked body, the bathroom is that way. In case you've forgotten."

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Can't let people forget that," he said and flipped his hair a little as if to underlying his words. Most of it was trapped in a small ponytail, just a shorter strand helping him with his fake dramatic antics. It was his way of stopping himself from feeling awkward. Cover it with jokes and in this case affection. Not that he usually wasn't affectionate. He was a rather tactile person around the right people.

And Thea had been one of those people once upon a time. Now he was a lot more careful about touching her. He still ruffled her hair sometimes. Or wrapped his arm around her shoulders but it was shallow now and less light hearted. He sighed inwardly. He missed it. Too bad he didn't miss the surprised look on Thea's face because he could have done without that. It just reminded him of the aforementioned things. "I'll get you a copy of Rebellion Leader daily then," he snarked and stuck his tongue at her a tiny bit.

He didn't shift away again, though, just rolled with her reaction. Not so much with his own. Thea getting rid of the little clothing she was wearing had his brain short circuiting for just a moment. He unconsciously licked his lips, then send her a smirk at her words, completely unashamed of his staring. "Let me appreciate the finer things in life, would you?" he asked rhetorically before he dutifully slipped off of the bed, sipping on his drink as he made his way to the bathroom. His carefree reaction betrayed the tightness in his chest at the sight of her. This is ridiculous, he thought as he actually found some candles and lit them, placing them around the old bathtub and opened the tap to fill it with water.

THEA BLAKE

Thea wasn't an idiot. She could see Marcus staring at her. She was used to men staring at her body, appreciating it. It was just a little strange when it was someone like Marcus. The guy she used to be so easy-going and so carefree around. They used to be able to have laughs and they used to have fun. Now everything was serious. A part of Thea missed the way they were but she knew she had to take on a more serious role in their right. Otherwise, what chance did they have?

Marcus's words made Thea laugh quietly, shaking her head and following him through to the bathroom. She watched as he lit some candles, already feeling slightly more relaxed, and put her hand under the water to make sure it was hot. With their base, there was never a sure way of knowing. Thea grinned at Marcus without saying anything, reaching into her cupboard and pulling out the bottle of bubble bath she'd stolen a long time ago, filling it and grinning at the sight of bubbles.

"You'll be appreciating the finer things in life pretty soon. I'm going to have to get naked to get in the bath, you know. Unless, of course, you don't think you'll be able to handle seeing me naked. If that's the case, you'll have to look away while I get in and then I'll hide myself with the bubbles." Thea smirked again, perching herself on the edge of the bath and watching Marcus, biting her lip. "Thanks though," she added on a serious note. "For doing this, I mean. Helping me relax."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Thea's little laugh felt already like a little triumph and he felt momentarily relieved. It was important to him that he could still make her laugh no matter how small it ended up to be. She was still his soft spot around here, there was no denying that. If this was the way he could take a load of her shoulders for tonight, he would do it. He would do a lot if he thought about it.

He glanced at her as she entered the bathroom, his lips curling into a quick but toothy smile in response to her grin. By default, he felt himself relax too and he took that as a good sign. "Is the water temperature satisfactory?" he asked in the poshest tone of voice he could muster and to a step backward as if he needed to keep an appropriate distance. He inhaled slightly through his nose as he scent of the bubble bath filled the room. It was sweeter than what he used, stolen like most of their stuff, but he kinda liked it. It was a nice change to the people who just used dispenser soap as shower gel around here.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before," he stated, although he had to admit that the thought of seeing Thea naked let something twist hotly inside him. He lowered himself on the lid of the toilet with one foot, giving her a challenging look. "And I told you I can handle anything you throw at me. I'm your right hand, remember?" His face expression softened when she thanked him. "Get in the bath. I'm getting the bottle. Unless you need a hand with that too?" he asked innocently but managed to send her a leer at the same time too.

THEA BLAKE

Marcus's sarcasm was amusing to say the least. It was nice, really, because the two of them had the same sense of humour. Thea pushed that thought to the side though and tilted her head to the side at his words. True, he had probably seen plenty of naked girls before. But he hadn't seen her naked and that was the point here.

"You're right, you are my right hand. You're my second in command and all that shit. But you've still not seen me naked and who knows, maybe you won't be able to resist me when you see me. You may pass out." Thea's words were teasing and she winked at him before turning her attention back to the bath. Without a thought she stripped completely, leaving her underwear and her bra on the floor before climbing into the tub and leaning back.

She knew her body was on show, even if it was partially covered by the amount of bubbles in the tub. But she didn't care. Thea was comfortable in her own skin and that was what mattered. She turned to Marcus and bit her lip, watching him.

"Does me being naked bother you at all?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus gave her a deadpan look. "Sure. I'm going to get a nosebleed and pass out from the blood loss," he teased back, not at all surprised that they were joking about this. Because they both joked to cover shit up or lately, in Thea's case, she told people to grow the fuck up. He was glad that layer had been peeled away for the time being. He might not be able to deal with that and her in the nude if he was being completely honest here.

And it was hard to look away and give her some privacy as well. Objectively, he had always known that Thea was attractive as fuck but now that he was able to see what she had been hiding under her clothes? Let's just say he wasn't completely thinking with the right organ anymore. Which was why he was glad to escape for a few moments to get the booze.

Not that it changed much when he returned. He was handling it well, though. In his opinion at least, as he settled on the edge of the bathtub next to her shoulders, holding her glass out to her, refilled. He looked, of course, but he wasn't creepy staring. Just appreciating the view so to speak. He raised his own glass to his lips but before drinking, he counter questioned, "should it bother me?"

THEA BLAKE

Thea watched Marcus leave the room and sighed, sinking a little further into the tub. It was peaceful, she had to admit, and she could almost forget the fact they were fighting a war. And losing. Her friend re-entering the room distracted Thea from her thoughts and she smirked at him, taking the glass and thanking him quietly before taking a sip. This was strange, she had to admit. Marcus had seen her naked now. She'd bared all and normally it didn't bother her. But she cared about him.

Shit.

She couldn't care about him. They were partners in a rebellion. She frowned and shook herself mentally so she could respond to his question without sounding like a complete fucking moron. "I don't know," she said quietly. "Depends on whether or not you like what you see. Plenty of people have before."

MARCUS HAMMOND

What had started as just a meaning to get Thea to take her mind off of things regarding the rebellion seemed to turn into something else as well. Marcus could probably call it a loosening of boundaries within their friendship. He couldn't say exactly how he felt about it yet. There was a flutter of excitement, maybe anticipation, but also nervousness and a bit of smugness because all the times he had playfully flirted with her and never got anywhere, at te time that didn't matter, it seemed to bear fruit now.

He hummed at her explanation and finally took a sip from his glass before he responded. Was that a trick question? He wasn't sure. "I can keep it in my pants if you mean that," he said with a little grin, it being still hidden behind the glass. "You don't get any less bangin' just because a lot of people had the honor to see it," he added and shwed the grin now. The latter did bther him a little but for different reasons that Thea probably thought about.

THEA BLAKE

"Oh Marcus, you have such a way with words. I'm falling for you." Thea's words were laced with sarcasm and she couldn't help but grin over at him, sinking a little lower into the tub and taking a sip of her drink. It was definitely getting to her a little, and maybe it was because she hadn't had alcohol in a little while. But whatever the reason, Thea kept drinking until the glass was empty, setting it down and sighing in content.

"While you claim to be able to keep it in your pants, you're always welcome to join me in here. I mean, despite this place being kinda old, the tub is pretty big. Or hey, get naked and we'll make this a naked party." She winked at him before settling back and allowing her eyes to close, completely relaxing for the first time in what felt like forever.

For a while, it stayed like that. Thea in the tub, completely content and Marcus by her side, clearly watching over her. But then she opened her eyes; the water felt a little colder this time and she sat up, frowning. Without a word, Thea got to her feet, letting the water drain from the tub and grabbing a towel, wrapping it around herself and grinning at her friend. "So, what do you suppose we do now?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Knew you would sooner or later," he smirked, ruffling the hair on top of her head that wasn't wet yet. He let his touch linger a few moments more than was necessary, then let his hand drop on his jeans-clad thigh. The sarcasm was not something he minded. It was a part of her since they had met and how hey communicated more often than not. It probably seemed strange to other people.

He snorted into his glass at her next offer, smiling as he licked the alcohol of his lips. She got him there, as it was clearly a thought that had passed his mind. But he wouldn't do that. This was not about him. This was about having her relax and feel safe while doing so. And he felt like she would feel safer if he stayed out of the bathtub. "Raincheck, yeah?"

They fell into comfortable silence for a short while, that resulted in him drawing patterns into the foam until she abruptly stood up in her wet, naked glory and him having to scramble up to avoid getting wet, cursing under his breath. "We're gonna see if the generators give us enough juice to watch something on your shitty TV. There are also still a few bottles left. Unless you already have enough?" he teased, throwing the words over his shoulder as he walked out of the bathroom.

THEA BLAKE

Thea smirked when she saw that she'd got his clothes wet, pulling her wet hair out of the hair-tie and shaking it a little, allowing it to get him wet. The thought was nice, she had to admit. Watching tv and drinking together. Normal, even. Thea nodded at him, following him through to her bedroom once again and worked on setting up her television. It took a little while but eventually it managed to turn on and she grinned, flopping down onto her bed and patting the space just behind her.

"Come sit, dude. I want to lean on you and watch something because you're comfy. Although if you asked me to admit that, I wouldn't. Not even under torture from the government." Sure, maybe it was an inappropriate joke but this was Marcus. Her best friend. If anyone would understand, it was him. Thea automatically curled into him, head resting on his chest as she waited for the television to turn on properly. She had filled her drink and took a sip, sighing in content.

"Of course I've not had enough. What do you take me for?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Not only looking like a wet dog, acting like one too now," he accused and ducked away from the sweet smelling bathwater that was raining down on him. Once he was out of the bathroom, he shed the slightly wet hoodie and dropped it on a pile of Thea's clothes that was hanging over the backrest of a chair.

"I was about to. Stop being so bossy," he teased before raising an eyebrow. He felt a pang inside his chest when she mentioned the torture but breathed through it, crawling onto the bed and angled his body in a way that made it easy for her to find a spot against his body, fitting like a human puzzle piece. "What if I tortured you a little?" he asked, his finger brushing over one of her ticklish spots just so. That she was basically naked next to him played into his favor.

Even though it was also distracting as hell. "As someone with a big mouth and nothing to back it up," he said with fake seriousness until a grin cracked through that facade.

THEA BLAKE

The thought of Marcus torturing her made her heart ache a little. She knew he didn't mean it in that sense but still. But then his finger brushed over her side, just above her hip and she was squirming away, towel slipping a little.

Not that she cared. Marcus had seen her naked now. There were no longer any kind of barriers between them. His words had Thea smirking to herself, turning to look at him a little, eyebrow raised.

"If only you knew what my mouth could do. I'm sure you'd forget your superiority then because you'd be pretty distracted." Thea let her words trail into nothing, her hand coming up to rest on his thigh. She laughed at her own actions and turned away again although this time, she made sure she was a little closer to him, bodies pressing together.

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus cackled a little when she squirmed away, momentarily letting his fingertips follow but then pulled back to turn back towards the TV. It was rare that that thing worked considering their makeshift electricity and them mooching off of their neighborhood when it came to certain things and he wasn't going to lie, he wanted to watch what was going on.

Not that that stopped him from stealing some glances at her, actually turning his face towards her when she started talking again. Because he was pretty sure he must have fallen asleep or something and that warm hand on his thigh was not real. For a moment he thought of the politician daughters he had accompanied to events in the past that were pretending to be oh so proper but groped him every chance they got. "Is that so." He tipped his chin up a bit, seemingly unimpressed, and nudged her with is shoulder. "Well, your pout is surely distracting."

THEA BLAKE

"I am definitely not pouting." Thea shifted back a little, reaching for Marcus's hand so she could play with his fingers delicately, worrying her lower lip through her teeth. She liked this, she had to admit. There was obvious flirting between them, but Thea didn't want to push anything. Did she even want anything to happen? He was her second in command, things could get very awkward very quickly.

It was with a sigh, Thea moved a little, so she was turning to face him. God, he really was good looking. She'd known for years, of course she'd known. It would be stupid not to recognise his beauty. But it was like, for the first time, Thea was truly seeing Marcus. There was nothing between them, not really. So she moved her hand, smirking when she felt the telltale signs of arousal in his pants. Without saying anything, Thea pressed down against him, swallowing hard before moving up, kissing his jaw gently.

"Tell me what you want," he said in a quiet voice. "Or if you want me to stop, just say the word... And we'll pretend this never happened. But I can feel you, Marcus."

MARCUS HAMMOND

"Who says I am talking about right now, little one?" he more stated than asked, eyes dropping down to their entwined fingers for a split second. The gesture made something warm spread in his chest. It was a something he hadn't felt in a long time and he sighed contently, if only inwardly. Thea just had this way f making him very fond of her sometimes.

He looked up at her with a raised eyebrow when she faced him but at the same time he was smiling, just a little that it was noticeable. The close proximity was defintely something he really enjoyed right now. And not just because she was naked, although he assumed it was the main reason. It had to be. They looked at each other for a while, Marcus trying to figure out what she was thinking. He didn't get a lot of time, her hand giving him the answer.

He licked his lips, forcing himself to stay still despite the delicious pressure on his crotch. The mood had shifted so quickly from playfully sexy to lustful, the quick rush of blood south, that it made him feel a bit dizzy even though his head felt clear. He choked out a laugh at her words, nuzzling the side of her head. "Not difficult considering you have your hand right on my dick," he whispered, not knowing why. Maybe to stall things a little because her question was a heavy one. He reached for the towel, tugging on it until it came loose and splayed out on the bed at her sides. "I wanna make you feel good."

THEA BLAKE

As soon as she felt the hand on the towel, Thea swallowed hard. Once again she was completely naked and she moved up a little. Honestly, she had no idea what she was doing, not really. All she knew was that she was now completely naked once more and Marcus was looking at her, watching her like he never had done before. It was terrifying really, especially when he said he wanted to make her feel good.

To Thea, that was all wrong. She was good at making others feel good - it had been her job after all. But other people making her feel good? Well, that hadn't happened since Anthony. Since him, Thea had been reluctant to let anyone get near her emotionally. Or physically, now she thought about it. And yet, here they were.

"Stop talking stupid," she said in a quiet voice, swallowing hard once more and leaning a little closer to him, lips barely brushing against his. Thea wanted this, of course she did. But she was completely terrified to even think about making the first move, fearful that Marcus would merely reject her.

MARCUS HAMMOND

Her confusion confused him. Not by much, because other matters at hand were more distracting but it still lingered. Mostly because it made her eyes shine brighter with a little distrustful edge to it. He hated that, it made anger rise inside him. Hated knowing why but not knowing the entirety, even though it was probably for the best as it would make him even more angry. While he was on parties, sipping champagne out of crystal glass and hooking up with people for fun, she had to let disgusting people use her for their pleasure to a point where this look he just received happened.

Marcus gave her an unimpressed look at her demand before sending her a cheeky grin, "only one way to make me stop" one of his hands reaching up to cup her cheek gently in his palm as their lips brushed with a zing of electricity that almost had him inhale sharply, the air even more charged now if that was even possible. It wasn't like this was the first time they were this close to each other physically but there was no denying that this was a lot different. It would probably change some things between them.

His hand on her cheek brought her closer so he could press his lips firmer against hers, his inhibitions a lot lower than hers but he was still mindful despite his tendency to jump into things headfirst and worried about things later. A flaw but also a trait, depending on the situation. With his other hand, he guided her onto her back, somehow managing not to break the tentative kiss as he hovered above her.

THEA BLAKE

Something in Marcus's expression confused Thea once again. She didn't understand why he wanted to make her feel good and just the thought of it scared her. Swallowing hard, she moved a little closer to him, letting out a soft groan when he kissed her properly, although it was still incredibly gentle. The hand on her back was gentle, caring even, and again just the thought of it scared her. But Thea leaned a little closer to him, breaking their tender kiss and swallowing hard.

"I... I wanna make you feel good," she said quietly, her hand carefully moving to his shirt and beginning to unbutton it, biting her lip. "I can make you feel real good, I promise." Somewhere in Thea's mind, she'd slipped back to the way she used to be - focusing on the other person's pleasure as though her life depended on it. Then again, after doing this for years, it was to be expected.

MARCUS HAMMOND

Something told Marcus that things were not going as they should. Despite the things that were obvious. He just couldn't quite put his finger on it as he hadn't known her back then when she was still selling her body to survive. The only thing he could do was going with things as they came. No pun intended. He smiled against his lips in a way that was hopefully reassuring, nipping playfully at her bottom lip. "You already do."

It wasn't even just a line. After the distance that had been going on the closeness was making him happy. Sure, it was from almost zero to one hundred but he had no reason to complain. She was his leader but more than that someone he deeply cared for and what was a better way to show it than this? He shrugged off the unbuttoned shirt. "I know," he simply said and moved in to kiss her again, in no hurry to take things further. He just wanted to explore this for longer and not treat this as simply satisfying a need.

THEA BLAKE

Everything the other man was doing was so gentle, so intimate, it made Thea want to run. The last person she'd trusted had hurt her, badly too, and she was scared of it happening again. Deep down, she knew it was stupid. This was Marcus, her best friend and her second in command. He'd saved her life numerous times, and she'd saved his. They'd survived horrors inflicted by the government together and Thea knew, deep down, that he would never do what Anthony did.

But it didn't stop the fear.

Thea moaned into their kiss softly, hands coming to run down his bare chest. There were scars there, battle scars, just like there were on her body. But she didn't dwell on them for too long, running over his toned torso before looking up at him and grinning. There was something about Marcus that just helped Thea to relax. And relax she did - she let her body fall down against the mattress properly, arms wrapping around Marcus gently and pulling him closer, so he was resting between her legs. For the first time, Thea was relaxing properly, and it was all thanks to him.

Her hand moved down his torso slowly, letting her nails bite into the skin before she reached the top of his pants, glancing up at him and grinning. "Are you really going to make me strip you? I mean, I'm already naked and it seems a little unfair that you aren't either, especially if you're planning on making me feel good too."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus couldn't stop the grin even if he had wanted to. It was a soft grin, though. It wasn't like he hadn't heard her moan before, different context but still, but he had caused it and it wasn't stemming from pain. This was her starting to enjoy this, enjoy herself, a little and having her touching him like this was probably his new favourite thing. The grin stayed when the kiss ended and she gave him one too, it just got a little cheekier as she pulled him on top of her properly.

And that was new too but now she seemed relaxed, the confusion about his intentions was gone and it moved to the back of his mind as well. He settled between her legs like it wasn't the first time, eyes fluttering closed at the feeling of her nails, his tongue wetting his lips. "So little faith in me," he muttered fondly before opening his eyes again and biting playfully into her bottom lip and then moving south of her body, leaving a path little bites and kisses.

THEA BLAKE

Every single one of Marcus's touches had her shifting a little. It was like fire and she was immediately pressing herself closer to him. She wanted this. She wanted to feel him and for the first time in years, Thea allowed herself to be vulnerable. With Marcus, she didn't need to put on a front, she didn't need to pretend she was okay because he was her best friend. She trusted him with her life.

When Marcus began to kiss down her body, Thea looked down at him, biting her lip. Every nip of skin and every kiss had her letting out gentle moans, moving her legs a little so she was on full display. Thea wasn't stupid, she knew she was hot and right now? She wanted to tease the other man. So her hand followed his lips until she was touching her clit lightly, giving Marcus a cheeky grin.

"Maybe I'll just make myself feel good instead, if you're insisting on dragging it out so much."

MARCUS HAMMOND

This was something Marcus hadn't even known he wanted. They had teased each other and of course he had made passes at her but to have her underneath his body now and her skin beneath his lips, just fuck the way she was pressing herself closer to his touch, had his whole body coursing with want. This was someone he trusted and cared for and he really didn't want to make this sappy but for once it really made things better. For now at least.

He chuckled lowly at her actions as he sat back a little and his eyes were following her fingers, watching her as she touched herself, pupils blown dark and leaving next to no of his natural blue colour. She was so fucking pretty like this. At her words he looked up, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Do it," he challenged, licking over his lips, his teeth, his hands rubbing over her thighs, up until he brushed his fingers over her hands where she was touching herself. "Show me."

THEA BLAKE

Thea let out a low groan at Marcus's words. He wanted her to do this. Well, that certainly wasn't a problem; she was no stranger to pleasure. She faked it for the guys she slept with, of course, but Anthony had given her actual pleasure. And even then, it wasn't like she didn't know what masturbation was. But to do it in front of someone? That certainly was new.

Knowing Marcus was watching her, Thea began to rub small circles around her clit, letting out a soft moan. Her head fell back against the pillows, eyes slipping closed as her legs opened a little further. Fuck it, if Marcus wasn't going to make her feel good, why shouldn't she do it herself? Thea's teeth sunk into her lower lip as she touched herself, arching her back a little.

"You're missing out," she said, opening her eyes slowly. "I'm awesome in bed, you know. I'd rock your world."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus grinned slowly at the noises that left the girl. Of course he itched to touch her, to have her touch him back and in his mind all the ways they could make each other feel amazing swirled together but there was something mesmerising about her splayed out like this, naked and unashamed considering her confusion earlier. She looked so good and she knew it too. That alone made Marcus mouth feel dry and he swallowed as he watched her, the back of her hand bumping against his as it moved.

He shifted slightly closer, his eyes flickering between Thea's face and between her legs. His eyebrow quirked up at her words and he bit onto his bottom lip in fake coyness at her words. "You wouldn't say that if you could see yourself," he replied honestly, eyes on her movement of her hand again before he gently bumped hers away and replaced it with his own.

THEA BLAKE

Again, Thea was groaning. She shifted on the bed a little, opening her legs wider for him and grinned up at him. She was about to reply to what he'd said, but then he'd batted her hand away and was touching her. Immediately Thea was letting out a loud moan, back arching off the bed ever so slightly. It felt better when he did it, not that she'd ever admit that to him.

Thea leaned up, meeting his lips and kissing him hard, her own hand moving down his body, stopping at the waistband of his bands before slipping inside. She wrapped her fingers around him and began to stroke him slowly, groaning as she did so.

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus would have grinned more but his focus was not on his own smugness anymore but fully on her pleasure. The way she was grinning, groaning and moaning at his touch, the way she felt under his fingers. His mouth was slightly open as he watched her, taking her in fully. It made him hot seeing her, growing even harder in his pants if that was even possible. It wasn't like he had never seen her appeal, the cheeky looks, the toughness, her lean body. But now he was actually letting himself want instead of just appreciate.

It was his turn to groan, into the kiss, when she wrapped her hand around him, shifting closer for her to be able to reach better. He kissed her just as hard, at times a bit sloppy when her hand moved just right, nipping at her lips. His own fingers rubbed a little harder between her legs, his long fingers drifting down to tease her opening, gauging her reaction. He wanted to know what she liked the best, what got her off the most.

THEA BLAKE

Every single touch had Thea moaning. She squirmed beneath him a little, letting her legs open even wider for him. But then Thea was rolling them over, so Marcus was still sat up, and straddled him, her hand going back to stroking him, tightening her grip. Thea guided his hand back to her core, rolling her hips down against his fingers and letting out a loud moan.

"Please," she said in a soft voice, resting her forehead against his and letting out a short breath. She wanted him and it was obvious from the way she was rolling her hips down. Thea tugged at the waistband of his pants, still stroking him and moving to kiss along his jaw, nipping at the skin a little. "Want you to fuck me, Marcus."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus gave her a quick questioning look when she moved, wanting to know what she was up to. Because he sure was enjoying himself. He hadn't given himself so much time to look at someone before, to watch the slow flow of Thea's movements against his fingers, her whole body seeming to go with it. He knew he had skills, had honest them with getting around the block a couple times, but he hadn't expected to get to use them on Thea.

He licked his lips when their foreheads touched, his eyes still open and watching her as blurry as her face was. He could smell the booze on her breath and had a split second of uncertainly but that was over as quickly as it had began. He widened the stance of his thighs a little, the gap between the flaps of his pants opening wider as she still occasionally pulled moans out of him. He was never very vocal but her please had him curse under his breath. "Turn around," he told her, not waiting for her to comply but helping her to turn her back on him.

THEA BLAKE

The words had Thea tilting her head to the side a little. Turning around would mean she could no longer touch him and she wasn't sure how she felt about that because honestly, Thea wanted to make Marcus feel good too. But regardless, she did as he asked, turning her body so her back was to him. She was aware that she was still completely naked but found she didn't care. She had no shame in her body and was not afraid to bare all, especially to Marcus. But regardless, she shivered ever so slightly in the cold of the room.

The alcohol lay forgotten. Honestly, there was barely any in Thea's system. She had a slight buzz and that was about it. But this? This was much more intoxicating than alcohol. All she could do now was wait and see what Marcus was going to do, biting her lip ever so slightly as she waited.

MARCUS HAMMOND

That Marcus let her turn around was something like a precaution and a way that it would make it easier to give her what she wanted. He didn't want it to get weird between them. He took her in again, the elegant curve of her back, her ass, running his hands down her sides before he leaned forward and, fit his chest against her back, kissing the back of her neck, the sides of her throat. "You're beautiful," he muttered, barely audible, his hands sliding around to tip her forward a little, a strong arm around her torso.

His other hand gripped himself, the tip of his cock teasingly brushing against where she wanted him the most. "You want it? Get it, sweetheart," he told her, a smirk in his voice, wanting her to work for it a little. He knew she wouldn't appreciate him to go all soft on her.

THEA BLAKE

Thea shivered as Marcus ran his hands down her body, swallowing hard. She trusted him completely, of course she did, but every touch was like electricity on her bare skin and her teeth sank into her lower lip. Waiting. That's what she was doing now. All she could do was wait for Marcus to make the first move, shifting a little in her position. Everything came down to this moment. The flirting they had done before Will had died, the comments and now this?

The compliment had her swallowing hard. It wasn't something she was used to and she blinked a little, taking a deep, shaky breath. Thea didn't respond to the comment, though. She let out a low groan as he teased her, arching her back a little and moving her hips back so he was pressing against her. "You know I want you," she said lowly, furrowing her bow. "Stop freaking teasing me, Marcus."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus didn't expect her to react to his mindless mumbling, even kind of appreciated that she didn't. The shaky breath didn't slip his attention, though. He tried as he might not to make this weird but some thing just slipped. Honest things. Like the little groans, his affectionate words. Marcus just cared a great deal about her and somehow this seemed like another good step for them to take for them, let the bond grow deeper. Marcus fought with her, Marcus could fuck (with) her.

He chuckled again, the sound muffled as he was biting his own lips. He was teasing himself a little too by prolonging this but part of him acknowledge just how intimate this was and he didn't want to rush it. He didn't want her to think she was just a body to him but know that she was doing this with all of her. Because she deserved it. "So impatient," he murmured against her ear with a faint as he pushed inside her, breath hitching and his arm tightening around her.

THEA BLAKE

The comment had her rolling her eyes but she didn't reply. As soon as he pushed inside, Thea let out a low groan, her head falling a little to rest on her arms. He was big, she knew that, and it felt good. She hadn't even thought about sex for the longest time. Probably since she'd run away to America, now she'd thought about it. There had been no time - all she'd been doing was fighting and when Will had died, everything landed on her shoulders. But this was an opportunity to let loose, to relax a little.

Right now, all she could think about was how full she felt, having Marcus inside her. His arm was tight around her and it was hot, she had to admit. She trusted him and she knew he wouldn't ever just use her for her body, like so many people had before him. Thea rocked her hips back a little, trying to encourage him to move.

"Show me what you can do, babe," she said, slightly breathlessly. "I want to feel good. Please."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus could literally feel her relax all over as she took him inside her, inch by inch. A lot of girls tensed at first, not knowing how to take him because he definitely was beyond average, but Thea just knew. He didn't want to think about the why, it would just piss him off again and he wanted to enjoy this, just pretend her past was okay and this was just two friends making each other feel fucking good. And that was something he definitely felt with her hot and snug around his cock and filling her up his skin against hers, at least where he had lost his clothes. There was something dirty about him being still halfway dressed and he grinned against her skin as he nipped his way down her spine.

He snorted amused at the babe but didn't retort anything, not trusting his voice. He started to move, hips smoothly rolling against her in slow but long thrusts at first, getting a feel of her with his eyes closed. Not because he wanted to pretend it was someone else. Because it was Thea. Her scent, her body becoming familiar to him in new ways. He couldn't get closer than this and even if he wouldn't admit it loud, he already loved it. The arm around her slid up to cup her breast with his hand, this time no joke behind as it usually was to get a rise out of her, it just pleasure as he thumbed her nipple.

THEA BLAKE

As soon as Marcus began to move, Thea was letting out another low groan. She brought her head up again, hair falling down the side of her face as she did so. He felt good, she wasn't going to deny it and every thrust pulled another moan from her throat. The material of Marcus's clothes brushed against her sensitive skin with every thrust and there was something thrilling about it.

The touch to her breast had Thea arching her back, letting out another low moan. It was like she let go, still moving her hips backwards in time with his. Thea brought herself up a little, arms coming off the bed so her back was pressed against Marcus's chest and she was merely kneeling on the bed in front of him. It changed the angle a little but it still felt amazing and she turned her head to the side so she could kiss him, the action completely filthy.

"Feels good," she said in a low voice. "F-Fuck, Marcus. Fuck me harder."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus could get used to hearing her making those sounds. They only added to the pleasure, to the feeling. He wasn't fooling himself that this would end up any different than fucking another girl despite it being Thea but fuck, knowing her beforehand did change things around a little and he liked that. It added a layer to their friendship he hadn't thought was possible. He was calling her little one after all for fuck's sake, she had been kinda sisterly to him. Here he was, though, cock buried deep inside her and they were both loving it.

He grunted a little as she arched her back, her body going tighter around him, and he bit her at that. He already wanted to fuck her faster, harder, anything to leave his mark on her but her trying to get more was an experience on its own and no one could blame him if he wanted to have it a moment longer. Tough, little Thea begging him (non) verbally for his cock was something unforgettable.

Foregoing words, he just kissed her, wet and open mouthed, his other arm going around her on instinct when she got up on her knees, keeping her pressed against him as he complied and fucked her harder, pretty much pulling her down onto his cock when he thrust in. This angle allowed him to go even deeper and he marveled at it. Though he had mercy on her, getting his other hand between her legs again to circle her clit with the pads of his fingers. "That good huh," he teased her a little, his fingers already wet from the small touch.

THEA BLAKE

This angle was perfect - Marcus could fuck into her relentlessly like this and she was practically bouncing along with him as he moved her hips. Thea let her head fall, resting on his shoulder and moving one of her hands down to link their fingers together. Her moans were loud, obvious, and she knew others in their base would be able to hear them, but she didn't care. This felt far too good.

The touches to her clit had Thea inhaling sharply, pressing herself even closer to him. Her legs shook ever so slightly but she kept her position, enjoying this far too much to move. Being against him like this made him realise just how much taller and broader he was, the tight muscles pressing against her lithe body tightly.

"Yeah, you fucker, that good," she said in between her moans, unable to hide her grin. "God, you feel fucking amazing. Don't you dare stop."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus did open his eyes when she inhaled sharply. It sounded more shocked than pleasured at first and he wanted to make sure he could see if this was not her way of getting off so he could adjust positions. His concern seemed to be unnecessary, though, as she brought their bodies impossibly closer, warning him not to stop, sweat making their skin stick together just slightly. God. He really loved this, loved her. She was shamelessly going after what she wanted and he should have fucking known it would be just as intense as their fights could get.

Now that he had his eyes open, he watched. The profile of her face as he rested her head on his shoulder, her breast bouncing perkily along with them moving and he wanted to get his teeth on those too, his fingers rubbing her. They must have been quite a sight and he actually mourned a little that Thea didn't have a full body mirror near the bed. "Fucker indeed," he couldn't help but counter, giving her a few particularly hard thrusts. "Not planning on it," he panted, kissing the side of her neck.

THEA BLAKE

Thea's moans were loud and unashamed and she loved the way he felt, fucking into her. The kisses to the side of her neck were driving her crazy and she closed her eyes, letting out a shaky breath. And then she made the decision. She wanted to see him, wanted to see the pleasure he was getting from this do. So she pulled away from him, mourning the loss of contact immediately and pushed him down into a sitting position, his back against the headboard of the bed.

With a smirk, she straddled his hips, gripping his cock and sinking down on it slowly, letting out a moan as he filled her once more. Thea leaned forwards, kissing him soundly before beginning to move her hips along his length, fucking herself on him with the same hard, fast pace as they had before. One of her hands reached out, bringing it closer to her so he could grip her hips, grinning against his lips.

MARCUS HAMMOND

They should have done this sooner. He still ignored that she was a pro at his and most likely pulling a few tricks on him. He felt too good to care, she felt too good to him to care. First and foremost she was his best friend and he wanted her to feel as good as he was feeling and hope it wouldn't change anything between them but maybe mend some things. But that was probably his sex addled brain talking as sex generally wasn't a problem solver.

He grabbed fruitlessly at her as she pulled away, frowning and mouth slightly open as he panted a quiet "the fuck?" into the space between them, interrupted by her pushing him down almost onto his hunches and sinking down onto his cock once more. He got on with the program quickly, though, gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises shaped like his fingerprints and fucking up into her wet tightness, grinning back. One hand leaves its position on her her hips to roam over her body, eventually stopping at her ass to squeeze it, to guide her into an even faster rhythm.He feels close to coming but at the same time not.

THEA BLAKE

Everything felt amazing like this. Everything was much more tight, much tenser, and she loved every second of it. Thea was practically bouncing on top of Marcus now from the way he was thrusting into her relentlessly. The hand on her ass had her grinning and she looked down at him, grinning before reaching for his hands, guiding one to her clit and one to her breast.

The heat was building inside her and it was amazing. She felt close, her body tight, but she held back. Thea's head fell backwards and she moved her hands to rest on Marcus's thighs, using her grip as leverage to move her body in time with his thrusts. She knew her body was on full display like this and she loved it, her head falling back a little as she gave yet another loud, filthy moan.

"I'm g-gonna come," she managed to say. "F-Fuck, Marcus, keep this up and I'm going to come."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Thea guiding his hands where she wanted them was undeniably hot. It showed that she was entirely with him and wasn't taken back into an encounter in her past. She accepted him giving her pleasure for the time being and wasn't as focused on only making sure he was feeling amazing anymore. And despite their pace, and the wet slap of skin from the way they moved against one another, her face looked relaxed like he hadn't seen it for a long time. A wave of deep affection crashed through him with that.

The sight of her body like this made him want to mark her all over again and he planned to, maybe make her come again after this. This might be just a one off and he would take what he could get now. He watched his cock re - and disappearing into her body, for a split second wondering if he was hurting her with his size - she was a rather small to him after all - but then she squeezed down around him as his fingers skillfully played with her clit and her breasts and his mind was empty again save for what was happening.

Her moans were loud and almost obscene and fuck. How was he supposed to last? He had expected that they would rather wild together but not quite like this. Judging by her words, she was not far behind thankfully and Marcus redoubled his efforts.

THEA BLAKE

Thea knew she couldn't hold on, not with how good he felt against her. She'd given in completely and trusted Marcus. This was about both of them, both of their pleasure and both of them feeling good. Her legs were shaking beneath her and she knew it was from how close she was to her release. It seemed to fuel them both though, knowing how close Thea was, and both of them seemed to fuck harder, faster, wanting to make the other feel amazing.

Thea's orgasm came without warning. She let out a loud cry as it hit, coming forwards and wrapping her arms around Marcus as she came, burying her face into the crook of his neck. Her body clenched around his length and she gave tiny whimpers of his name as her release washed over her. But Thea still moved her hips, even with how sensitive she was, wanting to get him off too.

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus could not see it but felt the muscles in her thighs quiver against his hips, could feel how she squeezed his cock inside her as she got closer and closer to release. He wanted to see, though, so he opened his eyes that he hadn't even quite realized he had closed and watched her again, letting his gaze run hungrily all over her from her thrown back head and down to where she was pretty much writhing on his lap.

And then she clamped down hard on him, making him gasp quietly, and he zoned in on her. Fuck, he was probably biased but she was fucking beautiful when she fully let go. He didn't stop moving, chasing his own release, driving himself into her, his fingers still rubbing between their bodies albeit lighter. He turned his head to kiss her sweaty hair, her shoulder until the know finally burst for him too and everything just got a lot wetter as he moved, riding his own orgasm with a low moan.

THEA BLAKE

Marcus was still thrusting up into her, the pace rough and uneven now and Thea knew he was near his own release. And then suddenly he was was coming inside of her, the feel of it making Thea groan quietly and nuzzle in closer to him. She slowed the pace of her hips until she was merely grinding against him, moaning quietly as she did so. After a moment, Thea stilled her hips completely, looking up at Marcus through her tangled hair and giving him a grin.

She didn't say anything, not yet anyway. Instead, Thea simply moved a little closer, kissing him gently and resting their foreheads together, releasing the breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. "I'll hand it to you," she said, letting her eyes closed. "You definitely got me to relax."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus smiled a little dazed as she nuzzled herself against him, his own hips not quite ready to stop moving, especially not when she was still grinding against him, occasionally tightening around him as well. It just felt still felt so good. The same grin stayed on his face when she looked at him and a hand of his came up to brush the hair out of her face, cupping it for a moment or two before he let his hand drop down to let it rest on her thigh.

The moment felt suddenly fragile, with them still joined and looking at each other and he wasn't surprised when she kissed him again, although it probably should have. His other hand was still resting between her legs, ticking her inner thigh a little at her words. "My methods are tested and patented," he joked and tilted his chin up for another kiss. "I can keep going, if you need more."

THEA BLAKE

The hands in her hair felt nice and Thea's eyes slipped closed. She wasn't used to such affection from men but she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity when it was from someone she trusted as much as Marcus. His words had her rolling her eyes, but the gentle touch to her chin to bring it up for a kiss took her by surprise and she as smiling against his lips.

"You could keep going? Seriously? Marcus, you just came, you aren't telling me you're going to be able to get hard and come again?" Thea smirked, beginning to slowly grind her hips against him, moving forwards to kiss him tenderly for a moment. "If you're serious, you should probably take the rest of your clothes off. As hot as it is that I'm completely naked and your'e not, I want to be able to see all of you."

MARCUS HAMMOND

There it was again, that wave of affection. If he didn't keep that in check he was seriously fucked. It wasn't like he was some sort of virgin who got attached to the person they had sex with for the first time for fucks sake. But seeing her willingly close her eyes and allow a touch like this was something. Something that had changed between them, he just couldn't quite look as far into the future to know how much and if it would actually end up as something that would benefit them or not.

"Not right away obviously." He rolled his eyes and pinched her lightly, his teeth worrying his bottom lips as she started moving again. It was good but it was also starting to feel a bit too much. But he didn't have to back off yet. "The wonders of the youth, though. Short refractory time. So yeah, totally serious, " he stated against her lips and grinned up against her. "That's the beauty of the situation but fine. I'll get naked for your viewing pleasure."

THEA BLAKE

Thea rolled her eyes playfully at Marcus. His words were ridiculous but she didn't care, slowly moving her hips up so he slipped out of her. She winced at the feeling and pushed herself to her feet without a word, moving into the bathroom to clean herself up quickly before coming back out, grinning at the sight of him still on the bed, half-naked and half-hard.

"If I tell you this, your head and your ego are going to expand even more, but you're actually really good looking, once you get past the rugged hair you're sporting," she said as she practically jumped back onto the bed, bouncing on the mattress beside him and grinning at him. It didn't bother her that she was naked. Thea moved closer to him, so she was laying beside him, body pressed against his and let her hand wander along his hips, almost teasingly.

"You think anyone heard us?"

MARCUS HAMMOND

Marcus watched her closely as Thea lifted herself off of him, almost mourning the loss. If it came down to it and wouldn't have minded if she had stayed right where she was, no matter his oversensitivity, until he could go again. But then again, his zipper had probably biting her in the ass, literally. Still, he saw it dripping and while his body was refusing him, his mind was already thinking of the things he could do to her.

It was nice to know that she wasn't that much different than a lot of other girls, though, as she fled into the bathroom so to speak to undoubtedly clean up. God beware to let things get a little messy. He probably should really get his pants off of him but he was too busy with enjoying his afterglow to really move right now. He just grabbed a shirt to wipe himself off half- heartedly before impersonating a starfish.

"You must know all about that, what with your eyebrows and all," he grinned and ran his fingers through his hair. "But yeah, I'm ridiculously good looking." He loved his hair. It prevented people from recognizing him and it was a newfound freedom. His old life would have never allowed him to walk around like this. And it had other perks too. She would come to appreciate it. Marcus was sure of it.

"Us? No. You? Yeah. Never pegged you for a screamer. But they probably thought we were sparring again," he mused casually and finally kicked his pants off, careful not to dislodge her hand. This was surprisingly not awkward and he was glad.

THEA BLAKE

"Hey, my eyebrows are my defining feature. I like to think I started a trend, because judging from the internet, everyone wants thicker eyebrows now. I'm going to pretend that's because of me." Thea grinned at Marcus, rolling her eyes playfully at him. "I don't usually scream during sex. I didn't when I was working back in England, anyway. Those were fake moans to make the clients pay more and hey, it worked."

The younger girl watched him kick his pants off and grinned at the sight of him now completely naked, letting her hand wander closer to his body and smirking to herself as his hips twitched, probably involuntary. She knew there was no way he could get hard again straight away, but that didn't mean she couldn't tease him until he could.

"They can deal with hearing us, because I'm more than happy for that to happen again. This is the most relaxed I've felt in years."

MARCUS HAMMOND

"A trend started by a girl being to lazy to pluck her eyebrows," he teased and shook his head incredulously like he couldn't believe that. "I'm just that good then," Marcus smirked, resting a hand on his stomach. Honestly though. She was relaxed, joked around more again and if he had known getting laid would help with that he would have fucked her sooner. It had been pretty fantastic for him too after all. They worked as well in bed as in other aspects too and sure it had the potential of biting them in the ass but who in their right mind would not go with it?

He stretched beneath her touch, showing off just a bit. She had wanted to see him and now she could admire all his glory. He sure let his eyes and hands wander shamelessly too now that that boundary was crossed, his fingers tracing a faint scar in the crease of her hip and thigh.

"You think they can handle mommy and daddy going at it?" He asked in mock concern, chuckling after. He doubted anyone had been close by. Thea being moody was not something people wanted to deal with voluntarily.

THEA BLAKE

There was a gentle touch to one of the many scars on her body and Thea swallowed hard, closing her eyes for a brief moment. She remembered how she got every scar on her body and most of them? They were from the government. Her mind briefly flashed back to the torture she’d endured from the government but as quickly as it’d come, it was gone.

“They’re going to have to handle mommy and daddy going at it,” Thea replied sarcastically. “Because that was fun.” She grinned, slowly wrapping her fingers around his length, stroking him teasingly. She knew it must have been sensitive for him, but she didn’t care.

“I’m still waiting for you to at least try and show me you can still make me feel good. There are numerous ways of doing it.”

MARCUS HAMMOND

It didn't slip Marcus' attention that Thea seemed far away for a few moments. He knew that feeling all too well. The sudden flashes at random moments that threw him off. Sometimes in situations he could do without it, where it was actually really important his head was in the game. So to speak.

He twitched under her hand, indeed still on the side of too sensitive and therefore too soon but it had a nice edge to it, a laugh escaping him at her baiting. "You don't say. This is not my first time at the rodeo, sweetheart." He reached up to cup the back of her neck, drawing her into a dirty kiss as he slowly drew himself into a sitting position.

THEA BLAKE

Thea let out a low moan at the kiss from Marcus, leaning closer to him and kissing him back hard. He was sitting up and suddenly, Thea moved forwards, wrapping her arms around his body. She pulled him impossibly closer to her, pulling back for a moment and grinning up at him. She didn't care if other people in their organisation were going to talk. They made each other feel good, that was obvious now. And the others would have to put up with it.

Thea had been far too worked up recently. Things were getting worse and they were losing their fight. But here Marcus was, able to make her feel better about it. "No, but its your first time at the rodeo with me, cutie," she said in a teasing voice, kissing him gently. "And I'm damn good at it."

MARCUS HAMMOND

Weren't her moans just the sweetest thing? He had heard her before but then they were mostly caused by pain after coming back from a strike against the government and they had been found out. There could always been someone who would rat them out after all. May it be out of fear or simply because they gained something from it. Now he was the one causing them, though, by making her feel good. And now that they had crossed that line, that he had felt her come on his cock, it seemed like there was no turning back.

"Who's gonna ride who," he snarked but kissed her back just as gentle. "Don't doubt it." Marcus really didn't. She definitely had some tricks up her sleeve but this wasn't just about who was better. Sex had rarely been a competition for Marcus. And not only because he was damn good at it too. He pulled her into his lap and deepened the kiss, teasing, slow, showing her that taking their time could be a really fucking sexy thing too next to the 'main course'.

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