Smug (Fringe, R)
Title: Smug
Rating: R/M ( smut)
Spoilers: None that I can really think of.
Characters/Pairings: AltLiv, Redverse Lincoln Lee, Altliv/Lincoln
Summary: They were all alone in the office.
Warnings: Smut.
Disclaimers: I do not own. Obviously.
The main office of Fringe Division was silent. It was nightfall, and they had no cases. Lincoln decided to send his people home. No use in staying where they didn’t need to be. There were only two people left in the office. The boss, and his second in command were at their separate desks, but neither were really concentrating on the computers in front of them.
Because one thing just became very apparent to them.
The fact that they were completely alone. Completely, utterly, alone.
“Agent Dunham, you’re here late. Any reason why?” Lincoln asked as he approached her desk. Olivia looked up at him and smirked. Putting her pen down and stretching out her limbs , ‘accidentally’ showing a bit of skin on her stomach when her shirt rose, she yawned.
“Oh , it’s my boss. He’s a real hard ass. He gave me a ton of paperwork to do on a case we just finished up.” Lincoln had reached her by then, and placed a hand on either side of her , trapping her in between him and her desk.
“A hard ass huh?” Lincoln leaned closer to her, but stopped just two inches short. “ And does he know this?” Olivia’s breath hitched, feeling Lincoln’s own warm breath on her neck.
“He knows he has a nice ass, yes. Whether or not he knows he works his employees too much…oh…” Olivia sucked in a breath as Lincoln’s lips made contact with the shell of her left ear, gently sucking at it before he made his way down her neck. Olivia’s hands came up to grab his arms, still trapping her . “This could…ah…this could be misconstrued as ah.. oh god please don’t stop doing that.” Olivia gasped as she felt one of his hands begin to roam under her shirt. “This could be misconstrued as sexual harassment you know.”
“Well then, you can come to my office you know and…fill out a form to get me in trouble with HR.” he whispered into her ear. She smirked.
“Oh yes sir. I believe I should . You are being very understanding about this.” Olivia purred as she got up from her seat. Lincoln’s arms instantly wrapped around her waist as she walked towards the door that led to his office. He placed kisses on her neck as they entered his office, and Olivia turned around in his arms, smirking.
“Now Agent Dunham, if you’ll just sit over here, I’ll get that form for you.” Lincoln said with a stern voice, although the glint in his eyes said otherwise. Olivia hopped onto the desk, removed her jacket, and looked at him. Lincoln turned to get something, but Olivia hooked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Frisky little thing. This goes two ways you know.”
“Oh believe me,” Olivia grabbed the collar of his coat and yanked him closer. “I know.” she kissed him hard, savoring the moan that escaped him (and herself) as their tongues battled for dominance. Olivia bit down on his lip , and loved the growl that came from him as he kissed her so hard her teeth hurt. In seconds, her shirt was gone and so was his, and Lincoln worked to get her belt unbuckled as he sucked at her collarbone. Olivia’s hands scratched his back, as she moved to get leverage against him. Slowly she moved her hips against his.
“You play dirty Agent Dunham.” Lincoln said into her chest as he moved lower and lower.
“I learned from the…ah! I learned from the best.” Olivia let out a loud moan, her right hand grabbing his hair and pulling him in for another kiss. Lincoln pushed down her pants, and his finger rimmed the cusp of her underwear. Olivia’s free hand made for Lincoln’s belt buckle making quick work of it. She’d had practice. They both had. This was not the first time they’d done this in his office.
“I need to get an…”
“I’m on the pill and I got a shot.” Olivia gasped as she felt a pressure on her thigh.
“Oh, well then…” Lincoln had a teasing smile on his face.
“Oh fuck you Lincoln Lee.” Olivia hissed.
“Well that’s exactly what you are about to do, isn’t it?” Olivia glared at him. “Alright, alright.”
A fire was burning inside the both of them as they came together, all sweat and skin and moans. Out of all the lovers Olivia had had, none of them came close to comparing to him. None of them made her feel the way she felt at that moment. Nothing could equal the ecstasy, the love that was coursing through her body. As his hands cupped her ass to pull her closer as the rhythm became faster and faster, Olivia’s head rolled back, and she let out another loud moan. Their breathing became more and more rapid as they neared their climax.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God, Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln!” Olivia nearly blacked out as her orgasm hit. Her breathing was heavy and ragged. She looked at Lincoln, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the smug expression he had on his face. “You are a smug bastard, you know that?” she asked, her breathing ragged.
“I learned from the best.”
The End.
Rating: R/M ( smut)
Spoilers: None that I can really think of.
Characters/Pairings: AltLiv, Redverse Lincoln Lee, Altliv/Lincoln
Summary: They were all alone in the office.
Warnings: Smut.
Disclaimers: I do not own. Obviously.
The main office of Fringe Division was silent. It was nightfall, and they had no cases. Lincoln decided to send his people home. No use in staying where they didn’t need to be. There were only two people left in the office. The boss, and his second in command were at their separate desks, but neither were really concentrating on the computers in front of them.
Because one thing just became very apparent to them.
The fact that they were completely alone. Completely, utterly, alone.
“Agent Dunham, you’re here late. Any reason why?” Lincoln asked as he approached her desk. Olivia looked up at him and smirked. Putting her pen down and stretching out her limbs , ‘accidentally’ showing a bit of skin on her stomach when her shirt rose, she yawned.
“Oh , it’s my boss. He’s a real hard ass. He gave me a ton of paperwork to do on a case we just finished up.” Lincoln had reached her by then, and placed a hand on either side of her , trapping her in between him and her desk.
“A hard ass huh?” Lincoln leaned closer to her, but stopped just two inches short. “ And does he know this?” Olivia’s breath hitched, feeling Lincoln’s own warm breath on her neck.
“He knows he has a nice ass, yes. Whether or not he knows he works his employees too much…oh…” Olivia sucked in a breath as Lincoln’s lips made contact with the shell of her left ear, gently sucking at it before he made his way down her neck. Olivia’s hands came up to grab his arms, still trapping her . “This could…ah…this could be misconstrued as ah.. oh god please don’t stop doing that.” Olivia gasped as she felt one of his hands begin to roam under her shirt. “This could be misconstrued as sexual harassment you know.”
“Well then, you can come to my office you know and…fill out a form to get me in trouble with HR.” he whispered into her ear. She smirked.
“Oh yes sir. I believe I should . You are being very understanding about this.” Olivia purred as she got up from her seat. Lincoln’s arms instantly wrapped around her waist as she walked towards the door that led to his office. He placed kisses on her neck as they entered his office, and Olivia turned around in his arms, smirking.
“Now Agent Dunham, if you’ll just sit over here, I’ll get that form for you.” Lincoln said with a stern voice, although the glint in his eyes said otherwise. Olivia hopped onto the desk, removed her jacket, and looked at him. Lincoln turned to get something, but Olivia hooked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Frisky little thing. This goes two ways you know.”
“Oh believe me,” Olivia grabbed the collar of his coat and yanked him closer. “I know.” she kissed him hard, savoring the moan that escaped him (and herself) as their tongues battled for dominance. Olivia bit down on his lip , and loved the growl that came from him as he kissed her so hard her teeth hurt. In seconds, her shirt was gone and so was his, and Lincoln worked to get her belt unbuckled as he sucked at her collarbone. Olivia’s hands scratched his back, as she moved to get leverage against him. Slowly she moved her hips against his.
“You play dirty Agent Dunham.” Lincoln said into her chest as he moved lower and lower.
“I learned from the…ah! I learned from the best.” Olivia let out a loud moan, her right hand grabbing his hair and pulling him in for another kiss. Lincoln pushed down her pants, and his finger rimmed the cusp of her underwear. Olivia’s free hand made for Lincoln’s belt buckle making quick work of it. She’d had practice. They both had. This was not the first time they’d done this in his office.
“I need to get an…”
“I’m on the pill and I got a shot.” Olivia gasped as she felt a pressure on her thigh.
“Oh, well then…” Lincoln had a teasing smile on his face.
“Oh fuck you Lincoln Lee.” Olivia hissed.
“Well that’s exactly what you are about to do, isn’t it?” Olivia glared at him. “Alright, alright.”
A fire was burning inside the both of them as they came together, all sweat and skin and moans. Out of all the lovers Olivia had had, none of them came close to comparing to him. None of them made her feel the way she felt at that moment. Nothing could equal the ecstasy, the love that was coursing through her body. As his hands cupped her ass to pull her closer as the rhythm became faster and faster, Olivia’s head rolled back, and she let out another loud moan. Their breathing became more and more rapid as they neared their climax.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God, Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln!” Olivia nearly blacked out as her orgasm hit. Her breathing was heavy and ragged. She looked at Lincoln, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the smug expression he had on his face. “You are a smug bastard, you know that?” she asked, her breathing ragged.
“I learned from the best.”
The End.