Title:                Catch my fall

Author:             Lusmeitli

Rating:             NC-17

Show:               DA

Disclaimer:       He’s not mine, despite all my wishful thinking *sighs*

Genre:              Romance/Sex

Pairing:             M/A – of course!!!!

Summary:         No plot really, just some pure smut, sex, yay!

A/N:                Alright, this is my very first smutty smut fanfic. English is not my mother tongue,

so sorry for all the spelling and grammar mistakes and wrong words. Reviews will be greatly appreciated.

 

 

Max listened to the raindrops softly drumming onto the window. It was way past midnight and she was lying on her bed, still fully dressed. She had hoped that she could sleep tonight, as she was exhausted and felt tired. But she just lay there, wide awake and couldn’t stop her train of thought.

 

Max sighed and turned to her side to face the window. It was half open and the cold, fresh air streamed in soft waves into her room. She didn’t mind the cold. She didn’t mind much anymore anyway. She used to daydream about Logan. She would lie in her bed and imagine he were there beside her, holding her in his arms. Her stomach would feel funny when he was near. But ever since a couple of months that had changed.

 

*

 

It had started slowly, this gnawing feeling that something was just wrong. At first, she had thought it was just her. Then she had found out about Logan and Asha. What had really shocked her was not the news, but rather her reaction to it.

 

She had caught them red-handed and she didn’t mind. In fact, she felt relieved. She quietly listened to Logan’s explications and she even understood his reasoning. *And I would have thought, if I ever were to find Logan in bed with an other, I would beat the living daylights out of him.* She frowned. No, if she still were in love with him and would have found out, she probably just would have run away and built up some more walls around her heart. *More than are already standing.*

 

She had caught the man she thought she was in love with in bed with another woman and she DIDN’T MIND, for crying out loud! *That’s just another proof of how cold and numb I’ve become.* She had expected it to hurt. A lot. She had expected to burst out in tears and be terribly disappointed. But she wasn’t. She had sat there in her room, waiting for the pain to come and claim her, for the tears to flow. She had checked the watch regularly. One hour passed. Two hours passed. Five hours passed. Nothing ever happened. It was as if somehow she subconsciously had expected this to happen and she felt ashamed and guilty that she was even GLAD that it was over.

 

So, obviously, it was not only possible to slowly fall in love with someone, but to fall out of love gradually too. It shocked her beyond belief that she really didn’t care about finally giving up on Logan. She didn’t shed one single tear on him. It scared her out of her wits. Something had to be very wrong with her.

 

But there was something else that scared her. She had spent a lot of time with Alec. Now that would be nothing extraordinary, as they were working together in TC. But she had caught herself dreaming of him in a definitely way beyond brotherly way. Several times. Actually, every night. But then, he wasn’t her brother anyway.

 

She had talked to Cindy about it and she had just said: “This your brain tryin’ to tell ya somethin’, Boo,” and had winked at her, leaving Max clueless. Max could handle the dreams. Actually, she had just about gotten used to them, when it got worse.

 

It all started with a weird feeling in her stomach. At first, she had thought she might go into heat. But she had just been through one. So this couldn’t be the reason. As she kept on experiencing this ‘weird stomach’ only when Alec was around, and as the feeling turned into a knot, even a constant humming and jolting, she should have known better. But she was a master of denial. That couldn’t be. Mustn’t be. It was just plain impossible. Simple as that.

 

Then she started to notice little things. The shivers that were sent up and down her spine by a simple, accidental touch of his hand, for instance. When they were looking over a couple of maps the other night, she had almost toppled over the table when she felt him standing next to her, leaning slightly over her, to show her something, his breath tickled on the sensitive skin of her neck. Just this very morning exactly the same thing had happened AGAIN. She had mumbled something and left the room in haste.

 

She suddenly couldn’t look into his eyes anymore without blushing or escaping his.... what colour were his eyes anyway? Green? Hazel? It seemed to change with mood. She feared that if she were to look him into his eyes for longer than absolutely necessary, he might discover the secret she had been hiding quite well, even from herself. His eyes just seemed to see right through her, pulling down her walls, leaving her like an open book for him to read. His eyes were – mocking her.

 

Max definitely dropped her shield of denial when he was shot and wounded on a mission. It was nothing serious, the bulled had passed right through his left upper arm, not even scratching the bone. But she saw the blood dripping onto the floor, when they were back at Terminal City. The sight of his precious, pure, red blood, his invaluable life essence trickling to the filthy floor - it was then that realisation hit her like a hammer. She was afraid that she would lose him. Even though he was standing in front of her, smirking as always, simply shrugging at her pointing out his injury. *You can only lose someone you have.* And she could never have Alec. She had made quite sure that he disliked her. *I’ve done a pretty good job in pushing him away, bitching and bossing him around.*

 

“I’ve seen worse,” he had smirked upon her demand to let Cece check on the wound and turned around, leaving her standing there. She had barricaded herself in her room, not leaving it for a whole day, as she was thunderstruck by the revelation of her heart. So she felt more than brotherly affection for him. A lot more. *Just what am I supposed to do now?*

 

Max had left her room, deep in thought, and found herself at TC’s infirmary. She asked Cece how things were going, whether there was any supply that needed to be stocked up, beating about the bush, so to speak. *Coward!* she scolded herself. Then, finally, she asked whether Alec had been there to get patched up and how he was doing. Cece had given her a strange look and told her with a nosy smile that he had indeed been patched up and would be alright again in a day or two. She had stepped out of the ward and let the wave of relief wash through her. It almost made her cry.

 

*

 

*Why Alec, of all men!* she sighed and sat up on her bed. Alec who could drive her up the walls as easy as no one else. Alec who could get to her like no one else. Alec who could drive her mad by just putting that cocky grin on his face. She shook her head. Alec who was the only one – apart maybe from Zack before he gave his heart to her – who really understood her. She never needed to explain anything to him, one look was enough and he just knew. But he was so confusing and irritating.

 

Max sighed again, got up and grabbed her keys. She headed out the door of her small flat at TC, down the stairs, got on her Ninja, kick-started it, revved the engine and made her way out through one of the secret ways, the sector police hadn’t discovered yet. She sped through the night and tried to clear her head.

 

*

 

Alec was worried about Max. He was still working on some papers when he heard the engine of a motorbike being revved. He got up and looked out the window only to see Max’ dark figure disappear in the black night. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. He really was worried about her. She had been acting very weird the last couple of months.

 

He had found out that Logan and she were history only this morning. Maybe she was still trying to deal with the break up? He had been looking for Max the whole day, but he couldn’t get hold of her. It seemed as if she was trying to avoid him. When he saw her across the hall and waved to her, she gave him a strange look, turned around and disappeared quickly.

 

Maybe she was mad at him? Alec quickly checked his peccadillo-list whether there was anything he had screwed up lately that would give Max any reason to be angry with him. *Nope. Come to think of it, she avoids me ever since I’ve been shot,* he mused.

 

They had been on a mission, he had not been careful for a second when a bullet had hit him. It was a clean pass through, nothing serious. But he just couldn’t forget the way Max looked at him when they were back at TC and reporting on the mission. He had almost forgotten about the injury, but he saw Max stare at it and at the few blood drops that had fallen to the ground. What he saw in her eyes irritated him to no end: her face was ashen, her eyes displayed concern, worry, shock even and - sheer fear. And then, there was something else too he couldn’t quite put the finger on. It sent shivers down his spine.

 

He was on his way to let Cece check up on the wound again, when he heard Max inquiring Cece about his injury. He stopped dead in his tracks and listened. *Why would Max want to know how I’m doing? It’s just a shot through. Besides, she hates me. Right?* When he heard Max say good-bye, he hid behind a half open door and watched Max leave. He heard how she let her breath out. *Max, relieved?* He stared in disbelief at her back until she had disappeared.

 

*Could she actually like me? Despite all?* This thought had kept him up all night. He couldn’t believe it. He pushed the thought aside, but a couple of days later, he realised a change in her attitude. She seemed to be cold all the time, because she was shuddering constantly when he – with full intent, but making it look accidental – touched her or got close to her.

 

At times she wouldn’t look him in the eye and if she did, she blushed fervidly. Alec thought that – despite her flossy immune system – she was just about to come down with a fever with her constant change of temperature. She even seemed to have difficulties with coordination as she seemed to trip and stumble quite often lately.

 

Then, this morning Luke had commented on something. Exactly the same thing had already happened once before and Alec had thought it just to be a hallucination of his own mind up to then. Max had been studying a map and he wanted to point out something to her. So he could show her better, he stepped beside her and leaned slightly over her shoulder. Max immediately stiffened, nearly toppled over the table and fled from the room with a muttered excuse.

 

Luke had chuckled and burst out laughing after Max had left. Alec had turned around and given him an annoyed look.

 

“What?”

 

“The two of you are SO obvious, man.” Luke kept laughing.

 

“Obvious?” Alec asked.

 

Luke giggled. “Yeah, man. You make puppy eyes at her and she blushes at the sheer presence of you and she just nearly stumbled over the table when you leaned over her. Boy, there’s some UST here!” He laughed, hit Alec on the shoulder and left.

 

Alec’s mind was spinning. *Obvious? UST?* Max blushed when he was there? He made puppy eyes at her? It was a well known – and even better denied and hidden – fact to Alec that he was madly in love with Max. But she was in love with Logan. The love was mutual. End of story.

 

He thought about what he had overheard at the infirmary. He thought about her behaviour towards him the last couple of weeks and suddenly, he let himself allow hoping. Could there be even the slightest possibility? Could there be a whatsoever tiny spark of hope that she could actually return his feelings?

 

He needed to know. And then he found out about Logan later this morning. Now he just HAD to know. But she kept hiding from him all day. He smiled as he heard the engine rev again in the distance. He knew where she was headed at and he would find out what was wrong with her. He turned and left the office. Moments later, he sped off after Max on his machine.

 

*

 

After two hours of driving around, Max finally pulled in to the Space Needle. When she entered the roof, she took a deep breath. It had stopped raining, but she hadn’t noticed until now. Slowly she walked towards the edge and sat down. She closed her eyes and sighed. Speeding through the streets had done no good. She still was confused and irritated.

 

“What took you so long?”

 

She whirled around to see Alec approaching her. Instantly, her heart jumped up and thumped in her throat. She turned around again and stared into the darkness.

 

“Why are you here?” she asked.

 

Alec sat down next to her and sighed. “Because of you.”

 

She turned her head and searched his face. “Why?”

 

He sighed again. “Why? Because I’m worried about you. You’ve been acting all weird the last couple of months.”

 

No reply from her. She turned her head away again. He watched her profile as he asked: “Is it because of Logan?”

 

No reaction, no emotion, her face a mask. She just kept staring into the night. *So he knows. What are you going to do?* After a long moment, she turned to look at him again. A smile playing around her lips, never reaching her eyes. “No, it’s not because of Logan. He’s happy with Asha.”

 

“What happened?” Alec asked softly. She looked at him, the smile still on her lips. If anyone in the world could understand her, it was Alec.

 

“I don’t know. Maybe we just fell out of love gradually. I was even relieved we broke up. It’s not Logan....... it’s...... it’s me.” There, it was out in the open.

 

Alec raised an eyebrow. “You?”

 

Max nodded.

 

“How so? What’s bothering you, Max?” She remained silent and he went on in a lighter tone. “I mean, it must be serious. You seem to be quite not yourself lately. You haven’t even kicked my ass in a solid month!”

 

She laughed softly at this. This sound made his heart contract painfully. It was so rare to be heard and he savoured it.

 

“Well, if I’d known you miss it so much, I would have kicked your ass ten times a day,” she teased.

 

*She’s teasing me?* Alec was getting more and more irritated by the minute.

 

“Seriously, Max,” he put his hand on her shoulder to emphasise his words.

 

She shuddered lightly at his touch and bowed her head.

 

“I know.”

 

She was struggling, he could tell from the look on her face.

 

“It’s just..... when Logan and I broke up, I had expected it to be the end of the world for me. But it wasn’t. I didn’t shed even one single tear. Actually, I was GLAD. I feel like I.... have turned to stone a long time before that and am not able to feel anything anymore.”

 

She sighed and closed her eyes for an instant. “I fear I have grown very cold and numb and nothing really matters to me. I mean, I don’t mind anymore. All I do is feeling tired. It is as if I’m dead, emotionally.”

 

She wrapped her arms around her knees. “And that’s what gives me the creeps.” The last was spoken very quietly, almost a whisper. “The only time I REALLY feel is when......” She bit on her lip.

 

Alec lifted her chin and made her look at him.

 

“The only time when you feel is....,” he started for her again.

 

She looked into his eyes and she could have drowned in them right then and there. Max suddenly found her fingers much more appealing to look at. Should she tell him? She had only just figured out herself and she needed some time to get used to the thought that she was in love with Alec. Had been for quite a while. And why should she tell him, when she didn’t know about his feelings? He surely hated her for how she treated him all the time, for her bossing and bitching around. She would. She quickly got up.

 

“Uh, never mind. We should get back.” She headed to the rooftop door when he caught up with her. He grabbed her shoulder and made her turn around.

 

“Max,” his eyes locked with hers. “I know that feeling. I.... know it quite well.” He was at a loss for words. Finally he said: “Just in case: I’m here for you and... I really care.”

 

The smile that started to spread on her lips, reaching her eyes made the butterflies in his stomach fly.

 

“Thank you,” she whispered.

 

*

 

A couple of days later, Max sat in her office in front of a pile of papers, when there was a knock at the door.

 

“Come in,” she said, not looking up and continuing her work.

 

She heard someone walk in, close the door and walk in. Suddenly, she felt hands on her shoulders, softly massaging her aching muscles. She knew who it was instantly, as electricity shot down her spine by his touch. She straightened up immediately. But Alec’s hands continued massaging her neck.

 

“Relax,” Alec whispered into her ear.

 

Slowly, Max put down the pen and leaned back again, closing her eyes to his strong, comforting and soothing movements. *Mmh, this is wonderful....* His hands knew just where it ached. But o, how she wished, she could feel those hands on her entire body… Suddenly, her eyes sprung open again.

 

“What do you want, Alec?” It came out harsher than it was intended to.

 

“I want to take you away for tonight, Max. You’ve been working too hard, you need a break. And I think I know just the place to take that break.”

 

Max whirled around at his words, but he just smiled at her. She looked at him suspiciously. “And what is this place?”

 

Alec laughed. “Be surprised.” He became serious at her look. “Max, trust me. For once.” He held out his hand.

 

She considered turning him down for a moment, but then she thought about his words. *Trust me. For once.* O, but didn’t he know that she trusted no one but him? She looked into his eyes and reached for his hand.

 

*

 

They were at Crash, playing pool. Alec watched Max happily sip her drink and smiled.

 

“So, will you forgive me for having dragged you along?” he asked.

 

She turned to him and her eyes sparkled. „Yeah, I do. That’s exactly what I needed. I haven’t been here in ages.“

 

It was Alec’s turn and she watched him play. *Actually, he always seems to know what I need.* It was good to be back at Crash, having her mind taken off of work and all the troubles at TC, having her forgetting about the world for a while and just have fun. How could he know that she had needed this so desperately?

 

“Max?” Alec’s voice brought her out of her reveries. “Your turn.”

 

He sat down on a nearby bar stool and watched her play. It had been a good idea to bring her here then. She looked relaxed and happy. She even smiled and seemed to be enjoying herself. *Mission accomplished.*

 

She finished the game with one last shot. A slower song came up and Max looked at Alec.

 

“Do you wanna dance?” she asked and he looked at her in surprise. She was amazed at her question herself.

 

He quickly recovered and took her hand with a smile: “Why sure.”

 

They went to the dance floor and started to move to the music. Max pulled him closer, earning a quizzical look and a raised eyebrow from him. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent. He smelt so good, she couldn’t even describe it any other way than ‘like Alec’. It made her feel high. *Just till the end of the song. Let me pretend just till the end of that song that I have him.*

 

Alec felt her snuggle into him. He softly kissed her hair and pulled her closer to him. He knew this would stop sooner than he would wish for, so he wanted to savour this precious moment. He breathed in her scent and felt his heart skip a beat.

 

“I love you, Alec.” She had thought that, but she didn’t realise that she had actually muttered it into his shirt. Suddenly, he pulled away from her and looked at her with a baffled expression.

 

“What did you just say?” he asked breathless, his eyes sparkling in anticipation.

 

Max blinked, irritated. “Huh?”

 

“Did you just say that you love me?” he inquired and searched her eyes.

 

“Did I.... but I just thought..... uh...” His sight silenced her. His face fell for an instant and disappointment and hurt flashed through his eyes. It made her heart skip a beat.

 

He sighed, an expression of resignation starting to show on his handsome features. “Just what are you afraid of, Max?”

 

She stared at the rim of his shirt. Could she tell him? Could she trust him? His fingers softly lifted her chin and made her look into his eyes. And the longer she looked into those hazel depths, the more she calmed down and her walls slowly crumbled down.

 

“I love you, Alec.” It was barely above a whisper, but this time he heard it loud and clear, saw her lips move as she said it. His heart that had just a moment ago stopped beating, was thumping fast and hard against his chest.

 

“Max...” He smiled tenderly and, in search for words, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked into his eyes, fearing he would reject her, laugh at her. But instead, she saw what she was hoping for: pure and honest love.

 

Alec pulled her close and slowly bent his head.

 

When their lips touched, she was falling, falling fast. The room seemed to be spinning around them, she heard her heart thump loud and fast. The whole world seemed to be reduced to this touch. Nothing else mattered than his lips on hers and his hands on her body. There was no music, no dance floor, no people around them, no Crash, just the two of them.

 

One of his hands wandered to her lower back, pulling her nearer, the other was placed at the back of her head, bringing her mouth closer to his, deepening the kiss. She groaned softly when she felt his tongue on her lips, asking for entrance and she gladly let him in. When their tongues touched, she shivered as a spark of electricity went through her. Her arms went around his waist, pulling him closer to her, their tongues probing the other, the taste of him making her feel dizzy. She was addicted to this taste already.

 

Then he slightly pulled away, looked into her eyes and she saw the same desire she felt staring right back at her.

 

“Max...”

 

It was barely audible, but her heart skipped a beat at his tender voice. Then her stomach fluttered, as he claimed her mouth once again. Her hands wandered to his butt and pressed her to him, feeling the reaction of his body pressed hard against her hips, causing them both to gasp. Alec swiftly glanced around the room. People were still dancing around them. He looked back to her.

 

“Let’s get out of here,” he said and she nodded. They rushed up the steps, his hand never letting hers go.

 

*

 

Alec pushed the door open and they stepped out into the cold, rainy night. The door slammed shut behind them and all that could be heard was the muffled sound of the music. *She loves me! She loves me!* He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, it took all of his self-control to not take her there and then. But he wanted to go somewhere private. He wanted to show her what he was incapable of putting in words right now.

 

She was staring back at him, breathless, her eyes sparkling. He realized he still held her hand and softly pulled her to him. His lips brushed hers quickly and he smiled when he looked down on her face and saw that she still had her eyes shut.

 

“Max?” he asked huskily. Her eyes sprung open. She could see the unspoken question in his eyes.

 

She smiled. “Yes, I am sure,” she whispered and pushed her hips to his. He groaned. He just hoped they would make it back to the apartment in time.

 

They got onto her Ninja, she started the engine and sped off towards TC and Alec’s flat. His arms were around her waist, his hands wandered under her shirt and he felt her soft skin. *Pure silk.*

 

She shuddered at his touch and forced the bike to go faster. Alec smiled into her neck and his tongue darted out, licking her sensitive skin slowly. He felt goose bumps rise, inviting him to go on. His hands drew circles onto the skin of her belly, slowly wandering up, touching, feeling, worshipping each inch. He smiled again when she changed into the wrong gear and cussed when the bike swayed shortly.

 

Max felt light-headed, she feared they would fall off the bike any second, because she slowly lost control. It was impossible to concentrate on the street when his hands drove her wild, his tongue at her neck teasing her, his body pressed up to hers.

 

They reached TC and quickly got off the bike. And then they were in each others arms again, kissing, touching, pulling closer. Neither of them remembered, how they made it up the stairs to Alec’s apartment or whether anyone saw them and neither of them cared. All they saw, tasted and felt were each other. Alec unlocked the door, pulled Max in, shot the door and locked it quickly.

 

Then he turned to her. Her eyes mirrored his desire. He saw her lick her lips and with that he pulled her into his arms. She met him half way. His mouth crushed on hers hard, but she didn’t mind, she just wanted to feel him. His tongue drove her insane. She felt his hands pulling off her jacket, pulling up her shirt, over her head and it landed somewhere on the floor.

 

The moment her skin was freed from the clothing, his hands were on her skin, touching, caressing, causing more goose bumps to rise. Max tore on his jacket and his shirt. His hands left her body just long enough to get rid of the clothing. They wanted to feel skin on skin. Her hands shot out to his chest, drawing his every muscle and making him shudder in return. His mouth crushed on hers again. It was as if he was devouring her. Max felt her knees go wobbly as the sensation of tasting him shot through her.

 

He urged her to the bedroom. They both kicked off their shoes and she felt the bed at the back of her knees, his arms encircled her safely, then she was lowered onto the mattress, Alec following on top of her, his lips never leaving hers. His hands slipped behind her back to unhook her bra and threw it to the side.

 

Alec pulled away to look at her. She was just perfect, her breasts heaving as her breathing was shallow. He looked up into her dark eyes and what he saw there, made his stomach flip. They both quickly got rid of their remaining clothes and faced each other, kneeling on the bed, completely naked.

 

His hands tenderly grasped her left hand and he brought it to his face. He kissed it on the back, then turned it to kiss its palm. She palpitated. His tongue darted out, slowly licking along her index finger, then he quickly glanced at her as he took her finger fully into his mouth, his tongue caressing her finger. She shuddered slightly, flushing. He repeated his actions on her other fingers, before his lips found hers again. His arms went around her back, pushing, lowering her back onto the bed.

 

His lips trailed kisses on her cheek. Max’ hands softly kept his head still, then she licked his earlobe and auricle very slowly and softly, trying out all its curves. She could feel him shudder, when her hands wandered up and down his back, very lightly, teasing him, arousing him more.

 

He groaned into her neck and she softly breathed out into his ear. She smiled at his reaction as he shuddered violently, biting into the skin of her neck, making them both moan. He wanted to turn his head back to meet her lips. But her hands kept him in place and she licked his sensitive ear once again and she blew into his ear again. Before she knew what happened, he had freed himself from her hands and his mouth crushed down on hers hard, his hips grinding into hers, showing her how much her actions had aroused him, making both groan into their passionate kiss.

 

Then his mouth left hers, a moan of protest turned into whimpers, as his teeth grazed down her throat, licking her skin, leaving kisses on his way down to her breasts. His hands cupped her breasts and she gasped. He looked at the beauty before him and slowly took in one of her nipples. The feeling of his wet mouth around her nipple, sucking on it, biting it lightly just to soothe it with his tongue drove her mad. She arched her back, her hands in his hair, trying to keep him in place, trying to tell him not to stop.

 

Alec’s mouth travelled to the other nipple and he smiled to himself, when her hands fisted in his hair, indicating how much she liked it. His lips wandered on, over her belly, his tongue dipped into her belly button. Her sharp intake of breath made him smile again. He wandered lower. He could smell her arousal and it was intoxicating. His head was swimming as he pressed kisses onto her inner thighs.

 

Alec’s hands went to her hips, holding her still. She knew what was to come and stared down at him. He watched her watch him as his tongue darted out to her clitoris. Her body trembled with want and her head fell back. He almost lost it then.

 

He licked, sucked, soothed her clitoris continuously. She whimpered and bucked her hips, but his strong hands held her still. Then he slowly pushed one finger into her depths and they both moaned. She was wet and hot, ready for him. He added another finger, starting to pull out and push into her again and again, still licking her aching bundle of nerves. She arched her back.

 

“Alec..” Max panted, her hands in his hair trying to pull him up. “Alec... not... without... you...,” she begged, but he shook his head no. Max’ head fell back again, she closed her eyes to the sweet torture he was giving her. He was building her up and she was climbing higher and higher.

 

“That’s it, Max, don’t hold back,” he said huskily and with those words, she fell over the edge. She didn’t hear herself crying out his name, as the waves of her orgasm closed in over her and washed her away.

 

Alec continued, slowing down, bringing her back to reality again and when she opened her eyes, his heart skipped a beat at what he saw. Her cheeks were blushed, her lips were slightly parted, her hair dishevelled. And as for her eyes… Her eyes were a lake of fire. His body moved up and his lips found hers.

 

She moaned as she tasted herself on his tongue and felt his erection push to her groin. Her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to pull him to her. His lips left hers and his hand came up to her face, making her look at him.

 

“I want to see you,” he whispered.

 

Their eyes locked. Then, with one fluid motion, he pushed himself all the way into her. They both gasped. He could see a flash in her eyes when he entered her. They both stilled to revel in the feeling of being joined, both in body and soul. His hand came up to her face, caressing her cheek, his lips coming down to hers for a soft kiss.

 

“I love you,” he whispered and her heart was overflowing with love and joy at that moment. They shared another tender kiss.

 

Then, Alec pulled slowly half way out to push back hard and fast into Max, making her gasp. He repeated his actions again and again. He was teasing her and she couldn’t take it any longer.

 

“Alec... please!!”

 

He heard her begging and leaned in to kiss her, his tongue mimicking the movement of his hips as he now started at a faster pace. He could feel her inner walls starting to shiver around him. Alec was on the verge of losing it, but she wasn’t quite there yet. His one hand moved between their bodies, where they were joined. When his thumb found her aching centre, his name sprung from her lips. His other hand grabbed hold of her shoulder.

 

“Max, look at me,” he commanded, his voice trembling. She opened her eyes, passion and love burning bright in them, lightning up each time he thrust into her again.

 

“It’s alright, Max, I’ll catch you.” His words made her fall over the edge.

 

“ALEC!” She was flying high and falling fast, both at the same time, being hit wave after wave by her orgasm.

 

Her legs wrapped around him tighter, as he felt her muscles grip him, contracting around him. He drove into her faster, harder, his hips a blur, when he was suddenly struck by his climax, spiralling into sweet blissful oblivion and, with her name on his lips, exploding into her body, clinging onto her for dear life.

 

*

 

Max smiled down at him. He was fast asleep, his head resting on her bosom, his one arm around her waist, the fingers of his other hand intimately interweaved with hers. Max softly stroked his hair and looked down at his sleeping figure. She had never seen him so relaxed, his lips were slightly parted, making him look innocent and vulnerable. The sight of him made her eyes sting. Never had anything felt so right. She belonged to him and he belonged to her. She trusted him like no one else, because she knew he would be there and catch her fall.

 

“And I’ll catch you,” she whispered, softly kissing his hair, before she drifted off into sleep as well.