Zebra night bar

Only a little part of his mind was able to notice that she had really sreamed his name, and that little part of his mind stored this relished piece of information for Chris to think of in lonely, cold nights that he often experienced, for he loved if the woman that he'd been making love to screamed his name while getting off, because it gave him a momentary feeling af actually being wanted, even though he wouldn't ever admit that to himself, god forbid anybody else. As a minute or so passed, neither Alex nor Chris seemed to have any ideas near to coming off their high, both smiling with an expression of somebody that's just been in heaven, which, for himself, he knew he was and was being still. He closed his eyes and tried to wrap his head around what had just happened, but tried in vain and decided to ponder wether it was even real some other time. They were still holding on to eachother for dear life and only slowly recovering from what they'd experienced, leaning on eachother and panting heavily, breathing like they've just run an marathon, only without all the stupid running thing. He bursted into laughter at her words and caressed the back of her neck lightly, but still with a wicked smile on his face, knowing she was extra sensitive right now and a few bare touches could get her off imidiately again. But he didn't want that, at least not just yet. "I hope not, for I really look forward to being with you."he whispered into her ear and planted a light peck onto her hot cheek. He sighed slightly as she parted from him and lay down on bed beside him. "Yeah, maybe."he laughed back at her, thinking to himself, Although the volcano isnt fully spent yet, my darling, and mused gently. Her next words made him look up sharp and he watched the expression in her eyes for a moment before responding "Alex, I wish I could say the same,"he started, placing his palms on her soft cheeks, "but I just absolutely adore you."he finished his sentence and grinned mischeviously. After they slowly broke the kiss, he mused again and said "And obviously my body is complimenting you too." The smile on his face widened, for again he had a raging hard on.

She smiled and her lips were gently bent, while she was looking at him and hearing his quietly whispered words. Cold sheets had calming influence on her and she was just breathing for some time, watching the ceiling above her. Suddenly she felt his gaze again and she looked at him, while she was resting on her elbows. She wasn’t able to stop a soft sigh when she heard his first words. She knew it – it was too good to be true. But then Chris finished his sentence and she gazed suspiciously at him at first and when she realized he wasn’t kidding a wide smile appeared on her face. She couldn’t help herself and then she came to the conclusion that he didn’t completely understand her. That bought a smile on her again and she gently shook her head. “You don’t understand, do you?” She slowly slid down his face with her hand again and softly stroked the scratches, which has been previously caused by her. She didn’t know if he realized that she was actually offering him her heart. Yeah, it sounded weird and so did she feel, but somehow she found out the fact that they were just two lonely souls, but suddenly she felt that it didn’t have to be that way. And that’s why she said those words at first place. She was no ordinary woman and he was no ordinary man. But she liked him and she was afraid to even think about how much did she actually like Chris. It was awfully unusual for her to have thoughts like that, but she saw a spark of understanding in his eyes – or maybe that was only the light, trapped there. But whatever it was, she was still waiting for his answer and trying to convince herself that it didn’t really matter. But it did. She sighing looked down.
“Oh, really?” She smiled once again and her hands slid lower through his skin, which was still moist from their earlier movement. She leaned over and kissed him again. “Maybe we should do something about that,” she proposed with her voice in quiet whisper while the smile appeared on her face again. She stole another kiss from him and then slowly turned her body that she was resting on her hands again with her bottom somewhere in the air. “You know, something new,” she mused and provocative looked at him, but she still couldn’t stop the gently laughter, while she was wondering if he was going to perceive her sudden wish.

He watched every muscle of her face, knowing that people like she was knew how to hide their reactions and feelings as well as a lump of cold rock. That is, unless they were making love - that make them equal to any other mortal. The silent sigh that escaped her at his first words meant much more to him that just a sigh; for it was a sigh of slight disappointment mingled with a hint of sadness. Chis always knew how to read people - he actually gazed at most of them as open books, but Alex was different. He had to try very hard to give a slim guess at her intentions or feelings, let alone being as certain as he was with other people. And this at the same time annoyed him and attracted him even more, he wanted to fully understand her, to know every secret and wish of hers, to be able to ease her pain when nobody else could, to be able to please when no one else knew how to. He was surprised at his own thoughts that flashed determinately before his eyes and calmly sat down in his head and even more suprisingly - no other part of his mind put up any resistance. Obviously it was time for a big change - like the one he had undergone when he changed from a day to day criminal to a devoted cop. Only this was much stronger and Chris felt it will affect him far more then anything else had, excluding his birth. He watched her as she brought herself up close and tried hard to read through her blinding smile. He tried in vain, but the words thundered him hard. And he tried again, really tried this time, looking past her smiling but sad eyes and was shocked at the glimpse of what he saw. He gazed at her startled and at the same time felling very emotional. He knew that if any of them would move, he would lose the line he was following and he gently pressed a finger on her lips, asking her silently not to speak a word. And even with the almost complete silence and absence of movement that sorrunded them, Chris didn't fully grasp the meaning of her words, but he knew more then a few moments ago. He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them again he was smiling a warm, calm smile. When she looked down he held her chin and lifted her face so they were I to eye. "You and I are both complicated. Understanding you at first would be a miracle and not trying would be a crime. But I want to understad you, Alex."he whispered as he looked into her chocolate eyes. And than he told her also of everything else, the things that he thought of before, all the things he wanted to do.
He catched her lips and licked the spot he had bitten before, still sensing a slight metallic taste to his tongue. He smiled softly aat her seducing words and watched her elegant movements. But what she did next was way out of whatever he had anticipated. His eyes widened as he looked from her mischevously smiling face to her ass that she was offering. "You'd really do this?"he asked her and slowly raised himself from the reclining laying position. He ran his fingers down her curved back, now kneeling behind her. He pressed his lips on the long line of her spine whispering at the same time "I'd love that." his fingers traced their way up her back just as he was kissing his way down it. He reached her firm breasts and gently wrapped his hands around them.

She took a deep breath and first in a very long time she couldn’t hide her real feelings – or maybe she simply didn’t want to. His fingers were on her chin and she couldn’t do anything more or less than look into his eyes. She couldn’t deny the fact that his words came as a huge surprise to her. Honestly – she didn’t except to hear any of it from him. If he’d say no, she would just tell to herself that she was a bit overemotional again and she would get over it after some time, but his words changed everything. “I am scared,” she suddenly admitted and bit her lip once again, while she caught his hand and intertwined their fingers – that was a good excuse for her to look somewhere else than into his warm eyes, which were gazing into her with such care and attention. “I-,” she started and then took a deep breath. Maybe she could blame alcohol, but it wasn’t that. It was his proximity that was making her all dizzy at the moment and her words were said very quietly, but she knew he heard them. “I could love you,” she muttered and then looked right into his eyes. For a moment she felt really lost, but then she felt fine. After all, she was always very self confident and the moment which showed her completely vulnerable, passed. She needed something that would give her an assurance he is not going to break her heart and she tried to find that in his warm eyes. Surprisingly, she found something there that calmed her down as the smile again appeared on her face. “Good luck with that,” she whispered. “Even I can’t totally understand myself sometimes,” she added the explanation and smiled again. Maybe he was able to do that. To do something no one has ever done before him – to understand her.
“Why not?” she asked him and turned her head a bit, so she could gaze into his eyes. He was surprised and she simply has to smile and that smile slowly turned into something that a man could describe as naughty and evil at once. She sighed when she felt his hands on her breasts and then she barely perceptible moved. “Then do it,” she muttered something that sounded like an order to him. “I want you to. And I need you to,” she said, while she smiled again.

He felt relieved and utterly happy to see a smile playing with her beautiful face again. She was agonizingly beautiful when she was sad and radiantly pretty when smiling. The definition of her being in seducing circumstances just somehow didn't made it to his mid as it got drooled over and disintegrated on the way there. Her silent words pierced all the way throught his skull and brain and removed any still present rational thought right away. He felt as that he was going to melt right there in her arms, but somehow he managed to compose himself and flashed an uncertain smile to her. He didn't know how to respod to her words and he hoped that the kiss he shared with her a moment later would speak better that any words that he could have phrased at the time. After a few long moments, he parted their deep kiss and looked back into her warm brown eyes, trying to reassure her. He smiled back at her and felt that her tension was released by whatever she found behind his steady gaze.

He muttered something under his breath, still halfly not believing what she proposed to him. But well, he didn't really have any negative notions against her provocative request. His hands picked up pace fondling her breasts while he reached the small of her back with his lips. He stopped for a brief moment to lock his gaze with hers, then he just bit his lip and slid even lower. His hands slowly left her warm breasts and he started to caress her inner thighs gently. What she wanted from him was much different and by the way she looked and talked to him he could easily guess it was her first time so he really needed to be gentle. And he really didn't want her to hurt, even though he knew that a bit of pain was simply unavoidable and that he could only make it as gentle as it would go. His fingers played slowly up her legs and he planted the first soft kiss on the tight, muscular rim.

She could tell that her words surprised him. There was no doubt at all, but she couldn’t help herself. She simply has to tell him that and she was always a bit too honest with people, but that was completely not true when things came to her feelings and thoughts. That was something she never shared with anybody at all and well, she has to admit to herself that she was worried, because she let him through the carefully built fence around her heart. It was almost funny but very sad at the same time, but somehow she knew it’s going to be all right. “I trust you,” she said, smiling at him with that honest smile of hers she, which she almost forgot that she was capable of, because she was never that honest with people around her. She was pretty sure that they are just not worth it, but that story was completely different with him. She sent everything to hell in her thoughts and sighed again, while his hands slowly began to move again.
Well, she was pretty sure that she wanted it – and she was ready to try. She always was an open minded person and he seemed just the one for her request. Maybe that’s why people were calling her ‘unusual’ behind her back. But she didn’t really care about that. However, she was ready for him – for whatever he was going to offer her. Her breaths were shortly and she was able to feel her nipples, which were completely tense because of expectations again and then she closed her eyes.

He would have smiled if his lips weren't busy kissing her soft skin. There was a taste about it that he just couldn't place though - a taste that tingled and made him dizzy every time anew. His hands found their way to her and he slowly slid one finger inside her. He mused at the slight tremble that shook her body and kissed her rosebud again. He was going to do his best to relax her before loving her, because he knew far to well how much pain it could cause otherwise. He pulled the finger out and licked it clean fully in her sight, grinning wildly as he did so and winked at her. He entered her with his finger again, although soon it was joined by another one and he played with them around a bit to raise the level of her arousal. He really wanted for her to be ready and he started working on her with his tongue, still smiling to himself. He traced soft circles around her rosebud, happy and more than a bit excited when he noticed that the tight muscle had relaxed a bit by now. That meant he was doing a good job so far and after some more tongue work, he pulled his still wet fingers out of her and gently placed the tip of his index finger to her rosebud. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear "Relax."his voice was warm and calming and for encouragement he kissed her slowly on the back of her neck. He pressed forward then, gently at first and slowly applying more pressure until his finger was fully inside her. He felt her gasp and smiled again, whispering as he started to move back down her spine "Keep that up."and placed a hundred of hot kisses down her back before he devoted himself to relax her even more.

Excitement slowly took over her body, when she felt his touches again. He was making her dizzy and relaxed at the same time and she could say that she wanted to stay this way forever, although she realized that this wasn’t possible. She just couldn’t help herself. His fingers were in her again and she muttered something unrecognisable and grabbed the sheets for support. Her breathing changed again, while her hand slipped down her own skin, which was moist and soft, until she reached her sweet point and she calmed herself with touching herself. This prompted some long sighs from her chest and his quiet words were all she needed. Her hands grabbed the cold sheets and gasped, when his finger slipped into her again. “Oh my god,” she muttered and smiled to herself. She couldn’t deny the fact that his actions were a bit hurtful, but after all she liked it. Alex knew that with pain comes the pleasure and she was more than ready for both. Maybe she really had some sadistic tendencies, but she simply didn’t like all the tenderness. She needed some pain and at the same moment she realized that he was going to offer her exactly that.
“Chris,” she mumbled his name with a lot of passion in her voice again. He was driving her crazy with all the kisses he left at her skin and with touching her at the same time. He made her slip into the phrase of relaxation and her breathing was suddenly calm and slowly, while she closed her eyes again.

A soft smile danced across his face each time he felt her slim body shudder under his administrations and there was some kind of calm happiness to him when she sighed. It pleased to please her and he could imagine doing this for a very long time, maybe even forever, although it couldn't really happen. A few moments passed and he waited for her body to get accomodated to the new feeling that he provoked inside her. And suddenly, when he heard her mouth his name he knew she's as ready as she was ever going to be.

He pulled out again and kissed the rosebud for the last time, that he placed his hands onto her hips and took a deep breath of anticipation. He didn't do this for a long time, but he still remembered how to make it less painful. He placed his head at her rosebud, smiled and pushed gently. He was constantly but slowly applying pressure, but he felt some anxiousness to her that made him speed up his actions, although he knew it meant more pain. And then he was inside, at least how much it could go in the first push. He kissed her back slowly and thrusted deeper into her.

A voice, which was somewhere between a sigh and cry suddenly softly filled the room and she needed some time to realize that it was hers. She felt the pain he was causing to her, but it was mixed with pure pleasure and she sighed again, while he was even deeper in her. She grabbed the sheets again and moved her body just a bit and with that she enabled him better access. He kissed her back again and she mumbled some words because of pleasure. His slowly movement caused her goose bumps all over her moist skin although her eyes were full of tears for which she was unaware of the cause. She blinked and got rid of them, but then closed her eyes again because of the first wave of pleasure which slowly occurred in her body. “You are good,” she muttered when she opened her eyes again. She was smiling and somehow she knew that the worst part was over and it even wasn’t so bad at all. She turned her head, looked into his warm eyes again and let her hair slid on her left shoulder. She was really getting used to this – used to him. Even though she met him just few days ago, his touches now felt simply familiar, but he was still strongly exciting her. She sighed again and bit her lip so hard that she felt the metallic taste of her own blood again and she groaned with a smile on her face.

He just kneeled there, perfectly still and waiting for her to get accustomed at the new feeling. It was far different than before, there was no wetness here, she was just so breath-takeningly tight that he had to close his eyes to keep himself straight. He couldn't let himself slip away just yet, not just yet. When her cry of pain turned into one of pleasure Chris sighed along with her and led another kiss down the curve of her spine. He whispered slowly in her ear, leaning forward "So are you."and than he traced the black letters between her shoulderblades with his tongue, buying time to compose himself. Than he gently pulled out of her, almost whole and than thrusted again deep in her, now almost fully inside her. A shudder travelled through her slim body, but he hugged her and held her close to him with his arms tight around her waist and breasts. And than, in a moment of sudden inspiration, he pulled her up to his chest so that she was able to lean on him. He kissed her on her moist neck and went in her right to the hilt, sighing softly into her skin. He relished the feeling and friction of her body and wrapped his arms around her to calm her pain a bit. He waited for a few more moments to pass and than he started to pace in and out of her. His hands slipped down her sweat-layered body and he pushed her thighs apart, gaining better access. Each time he went out of her he simply lifted her almost wightless body and kissed her even more passionately.

When the world finally stopped spinning around her head, she smiled again. Mostly because of his whispered words, but she simply wasn’t able to pull herself together enough to actually answer him. But some part of her knew that he’d understand. He started to follow tattooed lines on her skin with his tongue and she moaned helplessly because that was the only thing she was capable of in the moment. And then he hugged her and she realized that her knuckles were completely white because of grabbing the sheets so hard. She released the sheets and wrapped her hands around his and she leaned on him and then moved her thighs under his hands. He was strong and lifting her body seemed the easiest task on the world. She smiled again and moved her head to gain access to his neck and she gently kissed him – just as it was possible in a given situation. Her fingernails were buried in his skin while she moaned again – this time much loudly than before. She was totally accustomed to the feeling and after a few moments in which she let him had all the control, she moved in his rhythm and felt him deep inside and that caused another cry of passion and she murmured his name entirely subconsciously.

He felt her nails dig into his skin but he really couldn't care less in that moment. His head was swirling in puffy clouds high above the Earth and it smiled to itself, thinking what a lucky guy he was. He moaned slightly at the touch of her lips to his neck and picked up his pace, feeling that she didn't hurt anymore. He knew her exact state by her moans that kept getting louder and deeper, and he smiled to her and himself, pressing his lips to her neck again. He was now fucking her with all his might and each time he thrust deep inside he provoked a long moan from the lips of them both. She started to move along with him and that made him gasp for his breath for a few moments, for it was an entirely new senstation. He breathed her name and catched her lips into a long, passionate kiss that stealt all the breath he had left. They parted the kiss and Chris was breathing heavily, now very much affected by her proximity already. He continued to kiss the back of her neck, while he slipped one hand between her long legs and started to caress her outer lips, smiling softly at the strog shudder that shook her beautiful body.

She was now breathing heavily while the world started spinning around her again. It was entirely new experience for her and she pretty much loved every moment of it. He seemed surprised when she started to move with him, but that didn’t stop her – just the opposite, all the passion she felt was invested in her movement and she was soon rewarded with the sound of his voice, saying her name. She smiled and returned him the kiss, filled with everything she felt at that moment. There was no better way for her to show him her enthusiasm, gratitude and her kiss was also hiding something awfully loving, but then they parted or else they would probably kill each other. She gasped for air and then moaned when he touched her again and realized that he was driving her fast right to another orgasm. And that’s why she stared to move more quickly and with one simple desire – to get him here at the same time.

There was something deeper in their kiss than just the actual passionate tonguing - he felt it, but he couldn't place it and maybe he could have, if he had not his contentration extended to the limits already. He was trying hard to please her and at the same time still stay relatively gentle, but also keeping himself at bay - and it was tough job altoghether. He started fingering her slowly, in a strong wanton for them to reach the peak simultanously, feeling her breath quicken on his neck. He moaned deeply and clenched his teeth as she began riding him faster and deeper. He kissed her neck again to muffle another groan that escaped his chest and added another finger to his efforts. His breathing again became heavy and he bit down on her soft skin, this time too engaged in pleasure to do it gently and he tasted her blood once more. Closing his eyes he started to caress her nipple with his other hand, not bothering to be gentle anymore. She sighed and in an instant, Chris drove her hard down on him, banging right into her g-spot. This time her moan wasn't even soft nor muffled, but it echoed in his ears and he catched her lips into one final kiss, entangling their tongues. He would have groaned long and loud if it wasn't for their kiss and thir closely entwined bodies. He felt her contract around him like there was no tomorrow and he held her body tight in his arms as wave after wave of pleasure shook them both.

Alex couldn’t think straight because of everything that was happening. His proximity was driving her crazy and his breath on her skin didn’t make the situation any clearer to her. It was something different and something new. She sighed again as his touches became more intensive and persistent but another smile lightened up her face when he bit her and the pain was mixed with pleasure again. They were moving fast now and when he kissed her again she was able to feel a taste of her own blood in his mouth. And their bodies shook in orgasm which sent her over the edge and blinded her for few seconds. She felt his hands around her and that was enough, even though her breathing was quite wild and not really right due to the lack of oxygen she had gotten herself into. She gasped for air and opened her eyes again and she slowly re-recognized shapes in the room. She never had a good choice of words – at least not the words related with her feelings. She barely perceptible sighed again and turned her head back to him, watching him right into his eyes in try to make him understand all the things she couldn’t tell him, simply through her eyes. But was that even possible? She didn’t know, but although she could try. She smiled to him and wrapped her hands around his back. She was exhausted and she gently rested her head on him, determined that this time she won’t break the silence first.

[Heey lovebirds! Mal vas prekinjam, počasi zaklučujte kr hočem ta primer ta teden razrešit.]

Motor je škripal in gume so cvilile. Mike je v eni roki težkal telefon, z drugo pa je usmerjal svojega Jeepa. S trdim pritiskom na ročno zavoro je v prvem poskusu brezhibno bočno parkiral med črtami. Vstopil je v klub. Prva pesem, ki je udarjala iz Surround zvočnikov je bila ravno po njegovem okusu, zato se je malce pozabaval. Nekje ob zidu je srečal znanca iz Los Angelesa, s katerim je na kratko pokramljal. Debata ni trajala dolgo, saj se je očitno zapičil v neko dekle pri DJjevi mizi. Sprehodil se je naprej in pristal pri kletki, v kateri je plesalka - tako kot prej Ava - izvajala svoj erotični ples. Iz žepa je potegnil desetaka in ji ga potisnil v hlačke, ona pa je dobre tri minute zabavala Mika in se prepletavala okli njegovega obraza. Ko se je njegov čas iztekel se ji je le nasmehnil. Ona ni vedela, da je za desetaka zataknil tudi svojo telefonsko številko. Pa ne, da bi pričakoval klic, a poskusiti ni greh! Končno se je sprehodil še do šanka, kjer je točaju naročil blagi Gin-tonic. Ko je mešanico zlil vase je opazil tima ob privlačnem dekletu, oblečeno v rdeč modrček, črne hlačke, lase pa je imela spuščene. Mike je za trenutek padel v svet svojih fantazij, a se je hitro skuliral in pristopil k lepotici. "Sem Snake... Njegov... Šef?" je rekel vprašujoče. Ni vedel, kako se je Tim predstavil. "Odpeljati vaju moram." ji je še povedal in ko je vstala jo je objel okoli ramena. Tim je le kolcal, a izgledal je odobravujoče. Stopili so v Jeepa in tim se je zleknil na zadnjih sedežih, Mike in Ava pa sta sedela na sprednjih. Ava je še vedno bila v svoji 'uniformi' in Mike se ni mogel upreti, da si ne bi domišljal česa v svoji glavi. Tako je včasih malo nenavadno peljal. Tu in tam je po določenih mestih gladil Avo. Temu je Mike pravil tolaženje, saj ji je čez čas moral povedati vse po resnici. "Vse bo v redu, nič ne sumimo..." je rekel in jo poglasil po golem ramenu. Približali so se stavbi NCIS.

[pa ja no, mikey, sej ti k obvladas anglo vids da smo na konci, an? ]

His lips were slightly parted and his teeth ground hard together, for he didn't allow himself to scream. Instead he was just mouthing "Alex, oh my fucking god, Alex."and heavily accentuated breathing was all that he could put together for a few long minutes. And even that breathing wasn't even - it was ragged and stopping in odd moments. When they both recomposed themselves as much as it was possible, she locked her eyes with his and he could see a sparkle of something deep inside. His lips curved into a soft smile when he comprehended what she was whispering to him with her eyes. He closed his own for a moment, still smiling, and than he pressed a light kiss on the top of her nose. He sighed and almost collapsed back on the calming sheets. They were still wrapped around eachother, her back resting against his chest. The fatigue slowly creeped upon him and he was suddenly feeling very comfortable and also terribly, terribly sleepy. But before he went into the dreamland, there were a few things to be done first. Quite a few minutes passed while they were still basking in the afterglow, until finally Chris gently moved her slim body and they were laying side to side. He propped up on one elbow and gazed into her chocolate eyes, than he leaned in to whisper "That was amazing, Alex."he smiled her a tired, but very happy smile and kissed her again, this time on her forehead. "And my dearest wish is to do it again someday. Besides spending a whole lot of my other time with you."he winked at her and mused mischeviously. He pulled her back into his embrace and rested his chin on her shoulder. He murmured something undecipherable and rose to reach for something and when he held her again, they were covered with a soft, calming blanket. He dug his face into her neck, cuddled a little closer up to her and closed his eyes.

She just couldn’t stop smiling. She was feeling great, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that she was tired as hell. “I know, Chris,” she murmured and closed her eyes for a short time. His next words sounded great to her. “And we most certainly have to do it again.” She smiled to him, happy because of the way things were between them now. “Soon,” she added and sighed, when she finally put her head on the bed and gently slipped on his skin with her palm. She was getting sleepy, but she was amazingly happy and she couldn’t recall the last time she felt so good in her memory. But it didn’t matter at that moment – not really. She closed her eyes and then she suddenly realized where they were. Her eyes were suddenly opened again. Somewhere at the nightclub and going somewhere else seemed like a great idea. But she couldn’t resist the fatigue anymore. “Just five minutes,” she muttered for herself and closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again she needed some time to figure out where she was. But then she remembered. Chris was still sleeping behind her, holding her in his arms. She slowly moved and smiled when she saw the look on his face. She gently kissed him on his forehead. “Hey,” she said, smiling again. “Wake up, Chris.” She yawned and somehow figured out that they weren’t sleeping so long – one hour, perhaps. “We should go,” she continued and stroked his face and then frowned because of the scratches. She sat on the bed and pushed her hair back, while waiting for his response.

He woke up to feel a gentle peck on his forehead. He opened one eye and the first thing he saw was a shiny smile. He smiled back at her, slowly waking up fully. He propped up on his elbows and winked to reassemble his view of the room. He pulled himself up and crossed his legs catching her hands into his. "Good whatever time it is."he responded and smiled a little smile. He leaned in for a short kiss, than he moved back and inclined his head a little to the left "This probably isn't the best place to sleep..."he yawned slightly, pondering wether it even mattered, because he was still very tired. "Did you consider moving anywhere else?"he asked, shuddering to push away the fatigue. He looked around the room for their scattered clothes and laughed at the thought that occured to him "You don't have a dress. You might as well use my shirt."he pointed at their clothig that was laying on the floor in various other places. He stretched and slowly stood up yawning at the same time "Oh holy crap, who will drive?"he shook his head and laughed, starting to pick up pieces of cloth.
Soon he lay almost fully dressed on the bed, with the jacket resting beside him as he watched Alex intently while she was dressing. When she looked around the room for his shirt, he waved it at her and smiled "Here." As she reached for it, he moved it out of her reach, musing mischeviously "Darling, you'll have to earn it."

“Well, I have a small apartment. I am quite sure that it is more comfortable than this room and I think you will love it,” she smiled again. Her apartment wasn’t anything special and that was a very good reason for her to love it. She always enjoyed spending time there and it seemed like a great place for they to go. Alex easily slid out of the bed and picked up her underwear. She frowned when she heard his words and then examined the room with her eyes. He was right – her dress was missing and she turned around and looked at him. “Chris, I don’t really wear dresses often. And yeah, it’s probably long gone by now,” she sighed and then nodded. “Your shirt sounds… Good,” she decided and mused, while she started to pull her underpants on her body. When he spoke again, she smiled. “I can drive.” She was thinking about that for a second. “I think,” she added with a wide smile on her face. She liked to think that she was a good driver, but that car of hers was driving her crazy because it had some serious problems with air conditioning. She smiled to herself, thinking that the absence of her clothes may not even be such a problem after all.
She had her underwear on and all she needed was the shirt he offered to her so generously. She took a few steps toward him and reached for the shirt and then frowned. “Oh, c’mon, you cannot be serious.” She approached with a charming grin on her face and then sat down in his lap again. “You know what I think?” She smiled at him again and then leaned to his ear. “I think that I already earned it,” she whispered and kissed him passionately. She distracted him and before he even knew, his shirt was in her arms. She stood up again and quickly put his shirt on. “What do you think?” She turned around and smiled at him, excited about wearing his shirt.

He laughed at her frown as his shirt slipped between her fingers, but his laughter was cut short as she sat down in his lap with her legs spread wide. Again. He knew what she was up to very well, but he didn't plan to resist in any way as she whispered provocatively "Think of that, you earned much more than just my shirt." he managed to say before she kissed him full on the mouth and stealt all his breath. Again. He sighed softly and nodded approvingly when she smiled impishly while turning and swirling around in his shirt. "A pretty little princess,"he teased her and stood up from the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and buttoned the shirt up as he was kissing her on the neck. "That's mine."he hugged her tightly and lifted her in the air for a moment, until his body reminded him of being tired and all, so he placed her on the ground again and grabbed his jacket. "Well,"he started and wandered over to the door, "ladies first."he bowed sligtly and barely stifled a smile, than followed her on the corridor. The night club was still filled with pounding music, altough more of its occupants was now sitting in the booths with some pretty girls in thir laps. They made their way through the club quickly and stepped out in the cool night air. Chris was immidiately more awake but sadly none less tired. "Which one is yours?"he asked, looking about and smiled at her.

[yeah, you're thinking right kdaj nameravamo presaltat na ang? ]

"Skorajda si zadela."namenil ji je sladek in prav bolece ocitno neresnicen nasmeh. "Truditi se moram samo zato, da me pogledas ti."pomeziknil ji je na tisti nacin, ki je bil namenjen nekoliko zaostalim osebam, vedoc, da jo bo to se bolj razjezilo. Seveda je vedel, da to pravzaprav ni najbolj pametna rec, ki bi jo lahko pocel, izzivati Natasho namrec. A nekako se mu je zdelo tudi najbolj zabavna rec, ki bi jo lahko pocel. Strasansko se mu je zdelo smesno, ko se je tako grozno trudila, da bi sama sebi in njemu zanikala dejstva resnicnosti, ko je poskusala dajati vtis hladne, nedostopne zenske, a vendarle sta oba vedela, da bo cez kako ur vse prej kot hladna. Njemu samemu se je bolj pateticen zdel njen trud da bi si dokazala, da se mu lahko upre. Skomignil je z rameni in se odlocil, da se s tem ne bo vec ukvarjal, pa ceprav je vedel, da bo kdaj drugic, s kozarcem vina v roki in pred kaminom, ki bo edini vir svetlobe v sobi, premleval njun hkrati smesni in po drug strani prav zalosten odnos.

"Joj, to pa si res prav neverjetno ugotovila, Natasha."je odvrnil in jo potrepljal po ramenu. "Hoces medaljo za posebne dosezke ali morda kar Nobelovo? Ki bi jo, mimogrede, morala dobiti ze ob Ewanovi smrti,"vedel je, da je na tankem ledu, a vedno se je rad igral z ognjem - ali, v tem primeru, z ledom, "za tako neverjetno in absolutno spremembo znacaja." No, pa je slo. Hkrati se je ze pripravljal, da bo na licu zaznal pekoco bolecino, po drugi strani pa se je hahljal sam pri sebi, v pricakovanju njene svete jeze. Seved aje poznal njene sibke tocke in prav to je bil razlog, da ga je tako iskreno sovrazila - ta nova Natasha pac ni trpela ljudi, ki bi ji bili kaj blizje od enonocnih avantur ali hladnih sodelavcev. In kakor je kruto in nikdar pravicno zivljenje naneslo je bil Christian pac zadnji spominek njene prejsnje idile, ki je bila unicena v enem usodnem popoldnevu. In po takih usodnih dogodkih vedno ostane ena bodica, ki se lahko vedno znova zapici v staro rano in jo zopet odpre in razmesari, da krvavi in boli. In kot po nakljucju je bil Chris ta bodica. Kako grozljivo, kaj?

Obstal je na vratih za njenim hrbtom in se lenobno ozrl po okolici. Zebra, je zadovoljno pomislil, nato pa Natasho potisnil nekoliko naprej, saj ni dajala nobenih znakov, da se namerava odmakniti od vhoda. "Daj, kaj nisi rekla, da si se prisla zabavat?"jo je zbodel in stopil mimo nje do tocilnega pulta. "Ali pa je tvoja definicija zabave besno gledanje vsakega bitja, ki se ti pribliza bolj od dveh metrov?"jo je pobaral in se za trenutek ozrl preko ramena. Pocil se je na barski stolcek in narocil whiskey shot. Bil je precej preprican, da je njegov tolerancni prag za alkohol visji od Nathasinega, a vendarle ni bil pripravljen tvegati, da bo pijan prej kot ona - navsezadnje se je zelo spremenila, in pricakovati je bilo karkoli.