Isabelle Barely Has Time To React, Sucking In A Sharp Breath Muffled By His Hand As She Stills Against

"that right?" he scoffs, shaking her head as sharp blue eyes raise to meet her own. "can't be the husband that you care about hurting, right? you wouldn't be fucking me if that was it. so what are you worried about, sweetheart?"

inspo from number two.

" you don't understand what's on the line here. " the brunette warned as she looked at the other. " i could lose it all — is that what you want? "

it helps pull her out of her rage at the man before them when his fingers touch her cheek. she steps forward until she can pull the brass knuckles off and place them on the counter, softer hands finding his chest and splaying there as her gaze rises to meet his own. "i don't know how they could have possibly thought that threatening our kids is what would make us soft." she scoffs, though as he continues to speak her mouth tugs upwards into a smile, fingers curling in his shirt as she hums. "i missed this too. wasn't sure when we were gonna get back to it with the babies, but i love doing this with you." one hand moves up, stroking gently across his jaw. "i love knowing that whenever there's a threat, we can always rely on each other to take care of it."

Although it was under frightening circumstances there was some excitement in working this kind of job with his wife. While he did more dirty jobs than her it was kind of a turn on to see her in her element. When they learned about the threat to their children it was something they certainly didn't react to calmly. "It's okay," he smiled reached to cup her cheek brushing away some splattered blood with his thumb. "I'm just glad Ray found this guy for us. If anything it's going to send a message that having kids hasn't made us soft rather it's made us even more dangerous. You know, I missed this. Us working together. Not how I wanted us to get back into things but in this career if you wanna call it that, there aren't many things we get to control. I'm just glad I'm doing it with you."

"and how do you expect me to keep it a secret without a reason, huh?" he knows that he's being an asshole, his frustration pushing him further and further into that territory without him being able to stop it. "it's not like my reputation would be ruined by showing up somewhere with you on my arm. or is that what you're so afraid of, that people will talk?"

" it's about more than my marriage. " she replied coldly. if the truth came out it would damage her reputation too. her work would find out ... it wouldn't be good. she was seen as a pillar of the community. " we have to keep it a secret — that's all. "

he can hardly believe his eyes at the fact that he has her on top of him like this, so young and beautiful that it feels illicit to be doing this. thoughts of his friends and their anger goes out the window as the sight of her consumes him. he flicks his tongue over her nipple, swirling it around before sucking on her and then switching over to her other breast. his hands slide into her underwear then, gripping her ass and squeezing as he thrusts upwards into her clit. "same can be said for you. this body of yours is so gorgeous." he lifts his head then, groaning as he lifts his head to kiss her mouth, sucking on her lip. "you gonna just talk about it or are you gonna show me, sweetheart?"

As she sits herself onto him Bea can already feel his cock pressing against her cunt, eager to feel him inside of her. She laughed at his words before raising her arms allowing him to toss her shirt aside. The way Tomas's eyes move over her body she feels herself sigh as she continues to grind herself against him. While she was mainly doing this as a means to entertain herself he was proving to be an exciting lover. Bea can't help but groan with delight as he bucks into her before sucking on her nipple. "Fuck you really are so hot," she breathes wrapping around her arms to keep his head there as she continues grinding herself against him. "I am going to ride the fuck out of you. All you have to do is sit back and relax."

"why do you think?" she shrugs simply, brow creasing with emotion.

inspo from this.

" why did you kiss me like that? " confusion spread across his face.

open to: f !

“you know, you look real pretty when you’re mad. you’d look even prettier naked and mad, so how about you take off that dress?”

she hasn't felt this safe in a long time. they had power to light their bunker, a security system that would keep the walls around them safe from the creatures that walked the streets outside. that feeling of freedom feels almost electric between, changing the very current of the air tonight. they're even standing far closer than they usually would, almost sharing breath and most certainly sharing the smoke that plumes between their lips. "i did. i only had one packet on me when the world went to shit. pretty sure i went through withdrawal when i finished it." the smile on her face is soft for him, leaning back against the wall as her chin tilts up slightly to take in the smile on his face. fingers brush against his own when she takes the cigarette back, inhaling deeply and damn near losing her breath entirely when his eyes drop to her mouth. she exhales smoke between them, her own gaze catching on his lips before flicking back up to his eyes, overly aware of how close they were. "stop looking at me like that."

it had taken several weeks to clear out the bunker, with several more to fix up the place. at that time, fox had nearly quit, thinking all this effort was of waste. but once the generators were hooked up, and fox watches as isabelle punches in the code for the door, he realizes that all that hard work had been for something. for once, he's able to let down his guard. "might not be, but this is as close to normal as we can get." a small smile appears beneath his greying beard at her excitement, watching as she wastes no time lighting it up and handing it over. fox hesitates for a second before he accepts the cigarette by taking it in between his fingers. he takes a long drag, savoring it, before exhaling out the smoke between them. "never thought i'd miss these so much." he states in a low voice before holding the cigarette up for her to take back. but his eyes are not on her own, but on her lips instead, watching as they part and the cigarette to be placed in between them.

she punches in the code to the to the doors, watching them open for the pair of them and sliding her fingers around his bicep as they slip behind them, code entered once more to lock them behind safe walls. it was a mere excuse to touch him again, she knows as much, but she holds no remorse for it as she lets her hand drop. "is there even such a thing as normal anymore?" she questions, peeling her jacket off her shoulders once they're safely inside. curiosity tugs at her expression as he speaks, hand held out and an inaudible gasp leaving her lips when she sees what he's found. "you're joking." she smiles openly, hands rummaging in her pocket for the lighter she'd found a few weeks ago. she's quick to get it lit and she releases a long sigh of relief at the first breath of smoke that fills her lungs, eyes closing in bliss. "i used to think these were better than wine some days." she quips, cigarette placed between her fingers as she holds it up to his lips, gaze on his.

her words are a comfort, more than perhaps she'll ever really know. trust was not something that came easily in this new world, fox had known first had how quickly people switched sides in order to ensure their own survival. he's grateful for isabelle, grateful that she had steadied her knife that day when first they met. he's grateful to no longer be alone in this world. "spend the night in bed..." he repeats in a soft voice, followed by an even softer laugh. "i think that's the most normal sounding thing we've ever done." the implication of that they both would be sharing said bed is lost on him, fox too distracted by flipping his pack around to rummage through one of the pockets. "oh. here, i managed to find some of these for you before we left." holding his hand out, he places a crumpled package of cigarettes into her palm. "it's not wine, but... it's the next best thing."

he squeezes her thigh, sliding his hand upwards to grip her jaw delicately as he turns his head to meet her gaze. "you're mine now. just mine. but that makes me yours too." he's not ready to admit the depth of his feelings for her, knows that the end of her marriage and leaving her children was still too fresh for her for them to delve into that. for now though, he's happy just enjoying the fun they were having. "yeah, darlin'. wanna feel that gorgeous mouth of yours." a grin spreads across his face, relief sliding down his spine at the feel of her unbuckling his jeans, her soft hand on his cock. his hand cards though into her hair, gripping just tight enough that it doesn't hurt as he encourages her forward. "hope you're ready to get that pussy pounded every day, ma. i'm gonna be having you every damn night."

Even the simple gesture of his hand on her thigh helped her relax even more with this life changing decision. All of this was going to be different but she had faith that Dante would keep his word. "Good because now I'm your complete responsibility. Of course I'll take care of you." She grinned reaching over to squeeze his thigh in return. "Oh yeah? Want a little road head?" She grinned turning herself towards him more not hesitate to undo his jeans reaching for his cock. Already she was wondering how she was going to fill her days. Not that she would mind going along with him for his business. At the same time she knew her main purpose of being with him was based on sex. Which wasn't all bad considering he was the best fuck she's had in a long time. "Looking forward to coming home and finding me ready for you? No more sneaking around either. Lots of possibilities."

to dance on the line of danger had always been part of the appeal of being with him. she knew full well that if either of them were to ever be to careless and fuck up, it would be both their asses in a federal prison. but they were too good at this now, familiar with the steps to this dance that keep them moving. "perhaps if she'd been more subtle i would have. it's not as though you're not wearing a wedding ring." she rolls her eyes, still irritated by it even as she relaxes under his kiss. her teacup lifts to her mouth again, swallowing again before it's placed down as she stands, arms wrapping around his neck before he can get too far. "i'm never going to let that happen, you know that. bed's cold enough when you work night shifts as it is." she leans in, lips pressing against his to greet him properly before pulling back the most miniscule amount. "i did love who you chose to take the fall this time, though."

being with isabelle made his life impossible. or at least his work. one wrong move and someone ended up dead. it was bad enough that he couldn't bring the actual criminal in handcuffs either, because he slept in the same bed as her ever single night. so his day was longer. with one less intern and one new case opened up. finally, he was home after trying to pin it on a registered offender. someone, that as far as he knew, also had beef with his wife. all in a day's work. by the time he got home, he was tired. maverick glanced over at her, dropped his keys on the table, and sighed. "you can never leave well enough alone, can you?" still, he walked over to her and placed a kiss to the top of her head. "one of these days, they're going to try and pin all these murders on me."