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Mac was tired, not that he would ever say that to anyone, it wasn't his place to complain or give up. This was just a bit of fatigue and he needed to fight it off to spend some time with Peyton. Now if there was one thing getting him through the week it was his date with her. He supposed he could call it that, they were intimate together, seeing

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[pdriscoll_me]

Aware of the lingering mood under his solid, serious expression concerned her. Perhaps it was something that happened that day, maybe it was just the week that had drudged one day into the next. It could have been so many different things, but her main goal was to get him loosened up and remind him that they had at least a few hours together if anything. Enough time to forget about the world outside and focus on them. Alone.

She appreciatively took his hand, slid out of the car and weaved her fingers into his until they reached the door. And when they were finally inside his apartment, she slipped off her coat and spent a minute to just soak him in.

"You're tired. Do you want to just order in?"

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If he thought he could hide anything from Peyton he was sadly mistaken. After hours of working together, after hours spent alone, in each others arms it was foolish to think that a simple nod and an: 'I'm fine' would throw her off his scent. It was a quality in her that made her an excellent M.E. but, truth be told, sometimes a pain in the ass girlfriend. That thought actually made him smile as he went through the mail at the counter.

Turning he shook his head and walked over to her, cupping her cheek he lent down and kissed her gently. Now that was a wonderful thing to do, to kiss her, to not look around before kissing her.

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She watched his movement, her eyes softening as he neared. The second his hand cradled her cheek, her own came up to rest over his and her lips met with his. Her entire body just relaxed and anything that may have been on her mind before simply vanished and she hoped the same for him.

Pulling back, her eyes searched his and then scrunched into a smile. "I missed you too." she answered his unsaid words.

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He smiled against her lips and opened his eyes. His fingers touched her cheek and then slid down, tracing her jaw and to her chin finally. Leaning down he kissed her forehead and took a deep inhaling breath, smelling her unique calming scent.

Finally he pulled back and started to move deep into the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of wine from on top of the fridge he set about opening it. "How was your day?"

[pdriscoll_me]

Her eyes closed, anticipating the feel of him pulse against the back of her leg as his lips moved down her back. She breathed heavily, waiting eagerly to feel that sharp stab of his cock entering her and pushing in deeply. All she wanted was to get off on the pleasurable pain that came with each hit he made to the top of her insides.

Moaning loudly, she mumbled his name. "Harder.." she gasped. "Mac..harder."

[doesntrush_sci]

That's all the encouragement he needed. Putting a bit more pressure on her back so she was lower to the bed he started to rut into her. His lips by her ear he kissed any piece of skin he could find as he let the animal in him come out. His hand slid down her body and down between her legs to find her clit, he wanted to drive her crazy, to see how many times he could get her off before she begged him to stop.

"Is this what you want?" He rasped in her ear.

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Grunting with each take, Peyton sighed into another loud wail in reaction to his follow through. No one would have guessed that the proper Brit down in the morgue had a penchance for rough play, but she did. And only with him.

"No." she stalled, inhaling sharply as her eyes squeezed shut and she bit down on her bottom lip. "Now I want it faster." she breathed.

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The smile that touched his lips was almost evil as she told him what she wanted. With a low growl he pushed her shoulder down on to the mattress and raised himself up so he could get more leverage and speed as he pounded into her. He forced himself deep, enjoying the sight of her slender body shaking under his thrusts. A tilt of his hips and the head of his cock was rubbing insistently at her g-spot.