“Not Really Strangers”

Author: Waterdancer

Rated: NC-17 for sex and more sex

Classifications: Drama, angst, general, AU

Disclaimer: Anything Alias related is the property of JJ Abrams and the big mouse in Burbank. I make no money from this.

Archive: Omega-17, aliasfanfiction list, Cover me. Any one else please ask.

Summary: Two agents reunite for possibly the last time. Pre-S1 Masquerade and Snowman and Sydney.

A/N: In response to Trix!Challenge. Thanks to Amy, Karen, and Robin for the beta. Trix, I hope you like it.

Feedback: Sure. Constructive please.

 

*****

 

He watched her walk in front of him, her navy skirt moving with the curve of her hips.  It had taken all he had in him not to make a move on her while they were in the elevator. He hadn’t realized until he saw her tonight how much he had missed her.

 

"After you," she said quietly, opening the door to the hotel room. He heard her gasp as he walked by her into the hotel room.  I'm glad I wore the cologne she got for my birthday. He hadn't expected to see her; in fact, he had planned to skip the meeting until he heard that she was getting a promotion.  His employers always liked to introduce the newly promoted to the senior agents, and she was one of the best.

 

"Did I ever congratulate you?" He heard her close the door.  Turning to face her, he was amazed once again that someone like her could care about someone like him.  He watched her take her hair down, and lean against the door.

 

"Tell me now," she said, her voice sultry.  He could barely contain himself as he watched her unbutton her top.  He crossed the large expanse of the hotel room and took her into his arms.  Pressing her against the rose colored wall, he slammed his lips onto hers, eliciting a groan from the both of them.

 

"I've missed you," he mumbled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.  "I really have."

 

"I've missed you, too," she said, returning the hug. As she smiled up at him, he felt himself go weak inside.  She traced the scar on his chin and nodded.

 

"What?" he murmured as he leaned down to nibble on her earlobe.

 

“I like it. It makes you look dangerous.” 

 

Looking her over with mock seriousness, he frowned. “Well, you know they say that I am a dangerous man.”

 

She shook her head no, and looked up at him with her dark eyes showing him how much she cared.  “I think they’re mistaken. I think you’re a big teddy bear.”

 

“Really?” he queried, amused by her assessment of him.

 

She graced him with another smile and stood up on her toes to kiss him. “Really.”

 

Brushing a few strands of hair out of her face, he traced her lips with his fingers.  “You’re beautiful.”

 

“So are you,” she replied before their lips met again.

 

***

 

A low moan escaped her lips as he continued his exploration of her collarbone.  She felt herself go weak from the slow torture.  She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and ran her fingers across his chest.  She took pleasure from feeling him shiver underneath her touch.  Leaning forward, she traced his jaw line with her tongue and pressed her pelvis into him.  His hand went to her bra and caressed her left breast through the thin material, and rubbing her rock hard nipple between his index finger and thumb.  She jerked against his touch.

 

“Mmmm,” she mumbled as he bit her neck gently. She smiled lazily as his hands danced up her thighs and hiked up her skirt. 

 

“Black lace?” he asked, tracing the outline of her bikini line.  She felt herself grow wet at his light touch. Her body yearned to feel him inside of her.

 

Biting her lip, she looked up at him. “I remembered that you liked me in these.”  Her body twitched as he moved the thin material out of the way and slid two fingers into her.

 

“I like you out of them, too,” he said as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her.  She sighed as his fingers played with her already swollen clit.  A warm flush came over her body as his movements became more frantic and frenzied. Her hands went to his already loosened pants; she pushed material out of the way and wrapped her hands around his hard cock.

 

“I want you so bad,” He moaned into her neck as she rubbed her thumb over the tip. 

 

She licked her lips in anticipation of feeling him inside of her. “Then take me,” she commanded.  She giggled as he lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. 

 

***

 

He watched as she moved above him. With his fingers tangled in her dark hair and her lips swollen from the passionate kisses that they had shared—she was a beautiful sight.  As she rolled her hips, he couldn’t help but moan her name.

 

He sat up to meet her. “Francie,” he breathed heavily against her shoulder. “You really need to stop keeping yourself away from me for so long.”

 

“I don’t like it either, but what would our friends think?”  Her voice was raspy, and he let loose an odd sound that was part moan and part chuckle.

 

“That I was very lucky to have you,” he mumbled as he took each of her fingers and sucked on them softly.

 

She stopped moving.  “Noah,” she said with her voice taking on a serious tone.  He recognized it as her lecturing voice. Using his hands, he flipped her over.

 

“You don’t have to finish,” he said as he placed a finger to her lips. “I know that we can’t be together like we want to right now, but I like to think that one day we will be.”

 

A feeling of relief washed over him as he watched her face soften.  “I like to think that, too,” she whispered as she wiped at her eyes.

 

“Good,” he murmured as he continued to look at her body, trying to memorize the swell of her breasts, and the curve of her hips as he knew this would be the last time he’d see her for awhile.  The way she looked at him let him know that she realized it, too.

 

“Don’t worry, Noah,” she said as she wrapped her leg around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. He shivered from the heat coming from her body.  “I won’t change too much.”

 

“You better not,” he replied as he pushed himself inside of her. His thoughts became jumbled as her warmth enveloped him.  “Francie,” he growled into her neck as her arms tightened around his back.

 

***

 

Francie’s head rolled back as Noah continued to push into her.  She could barely form coherent thoughts as he hitched her other leg around his waist.  Her stomach and inner muscles contracted as his thrusts threatened to make her pass out from the exertion.   Feeling her body getting close to climaxing, she lifted her hips to will him to join her in her pleasure.

 

“Not yet,” he mumbled next to her ear. “At the same time.”

 

She smiled and remembered that he always wanted them to come together.  Her body was slick with sweat; Noah’s strokes became deeper and more intense.  She locked her legs around his waist and spread herself wider.  If this was going to be their last time together for awhile, she wanted to make it last.

 

She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt his body tense. He pressed his hand flat against the headboard, and she lifted her hips to join him in his climax.  As they came together, she leaned up to take his earlobe into her mouth, and felt him tremble.

 

“Francie,” he started, his brown eyes searching hers. Her heart ached as she realized what he was going to say.

 

“I know, Noah, I feel the same way.”

 

****

 

Francie opened her eyes as the mid-morning sun peeked through the wine-colored drapes of the hotel room.  She stretched as memories of Noah filled her mind.  After making love several times the night before, they had taken a bath together and fallen asleep in each other’s arms.  She reached behind her, and tried to ignore the feeling of disappointment when she realized he was already gone.

 

“Fuck,” she mumbled as she sat up.  She frowned when she noticed an envelope with her name propped up on top of the television.  Climbing over the sheets and blankets, she got out of the bed and snatched it off.   She sat down in the plush chair and started to read.

 

Francie,

 

I’m sorry that I had to depart without saying goodbye to you, but if I had to look at you again, knowing what we could be, I don’t think I would’ve been able to leave.  Over time, you may hear things that will cause you to doubt my loyalty to our employer or to our cause, but never doubt how I feel about you.  Francie, you are the one person that keeps me going in this business and having your love will be the one thing that will save me from this life.  Your love is my salvation, and for that I will be forever grateful. Words will never be able to express how much you bring to my life, but I hope that this will be a start.  I love you.  Never doubt how much I love you.

 

Noah

 

 

Tears pricked her eyes as she reread the note. “I love you, too, Noah,” she said quietly as she folded the note and stood up.  She glanced down at her watch and realized that she was late for her phone call.

 

She sniffed loudly and reached into her bag to get her cell phone.  Finding the name she was looking for, she pressed the talk key and waited.

 

Taking a deep breath, she plastered on a smile that would mask the heartache she was feeling.

 

“Sydney? Hey, it’s me, Francie.”