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| Category |
Conventional Couples |
| Rating |
NC - 17 |
| Summary |
Alternate scene between Michael and Maria in 'Independence
Day'. |
| Spoilers |
Season 1 |
| Author's Note |
Jimmy wanted some smut... so this is for her. |
The rain taps against the window. The lights are dim as Maria gets
ready for bed.
She runs a comb through her hair one last time and sighs. She places
the comb down and walks to the window to draw the shades.
She briefly looks out into the rain and is shocked to see Michael
standing there.
She shakes her head slightly and looks away. He's not really there.
She grabs the little vial of 'grief relief' and drips a few drops
onto her tongue. She closes her eyes as the bitter liquid shocks and
tingles her mouth.
She takes a deep breath and looks briefly out the window. She sees
Michael still standing there. She gasps as he starts to walk towards
her window.
"What are you doing out there?" Maria cries out. "No,
you can't come in."
Michael continues to walk closer, the rain falling harder.
"No. I know why you're here." she moans as he stands right
outside the window. "All right, I know what your plan is, I know
what you want, but it's not gonna work this time, mister, okay, no
matter what you say. My answer is no."
He places his hand on the window and looks intently at her, then drops
his gaze.
"No, no, no, no, no," she repeats, trying
to make herself believe her words.
Michael continues to stare at her through the glass. He doesn't know
why he found himself here. He looks away, knowing that he had no right
to come here.
He thinks he doesn't deserve a place to call home, a chance to feel
love. His protective wall has broken and fallen with every drop of
rain.
He turns back to the window and holds his breath as she opens it for
him. Michael climbs in. He shivers slightly as the water drips off
him.
Maria grabs a towel and helps him dry off as he stands frozen, unable
to move. "God, you could get pneumonia!" she exclaims. "Here,
take your shirt off," she whispers as she helps him out of his
wet shirt.
He looks at her through his tears and crosses his arms as the cool
air sends shivers up his spine.
"Hold on. You're shivering," Maria whispers as she rubs
the towel against his arms.
She look up at him and notices the tears in his eyes. She moans slightly
as she wipes away his tears.
"Come here," she mumbles
as she leads him to her bed. He lies down and she wraps hers arms
around him. "Shh, it's okay. You don't have to tell me, it's
okay."
Michael feels the warmth of her skin and her quiet understanding.
She rubs his arms and kisses his neck softly. He feels safe as his
tears burn and he starts to cry. Maria wraps her arms around him and
hugs him closely.
Time passes and his tears run dry. Her breath lingers on his neck
and he sighs. He turns towards her, her arm still resting on his chest.
He freezes, not knowing what to do. He looks at her sleeping form.
The alien inside him wants to run and never look back, but his human
side wants more, wants her.
He leans in and kisses her lips softly, tenderly. She stirs and looks
at him.
"Michael," she whispers as she pulls herself closer to him.
He kisses her again with more life and passion. Images of stars and
of their past flash before them.
Their embrace tightens. She moans deep in her throat as his hand slides
down her back. His hands linger on her waist, then move up and cup
her breasts.
His lips brush across her cheek and down her neck. He nibbles on her
neck and he feels her pulse quicken under his kiss.
She gasps as she runs her hands through his spiky hair. She cups her
hand around his jaw and pulls him closer to her.
Their lips meet as a wave of passion ignites. She opens her mouth
slightly to allow him access. Their tongues slide against each other,
feeling each other out.
His fingers wrap around the hem of her shirt and slowly lifts it up.
He draws away from her slightly and quickly pulls it off over her
head. She sighs beneath him as his hands feel out her soft skin.
She bites his lower lip playfully as her hands snake up his shirt.
She smiles as she takes it off. She rubs her hands down his chest
and tugs at his pants.
He moans in response, feeling his erection harden. He gazes into her
eyes as their breathing quickens.
"Maria?" He questions as she kisses him harder and they
roll over so that she is on top of him.
She sits up, straddling him. She places her hands on her abdomen and
her fingers dance slowly, moving up her body and then cupping her
breasts.
Michael stares at her, drinking in her body as she touches herself
softly. He starts to ache and a deep moan escapes his lips.
She moans as his hands wrap around her waist and move up, stroking
and massaging her skin. His hands engulf her smaller ones as he sits
up to kiss her.
She tugs at his pants as his lips leave hers before wandering to her
breasts, his tongue leaving a hot trail as he slowly makes his way
down her body. Her back arches, giving him better access as he pulls
her panties down.
She closes her eyes, the ecstasy building, as his tongue touches her
throbbing clit.
Their lips touch softly again. The kiss deepens, sending shivers down
their spines. She gasps, opening her mouth, inviting him in. His tongue
grazes hers, sparking something electric throughout her being.
She wants, no, needs him to be closer and make her feel complete.
He needs to be within her to make him feel complete, whole.
She can feel his erection pressing against her body. Her hand grazes
up against him and she pulls at him, guiding him into her wet passage.
"Michael," she cries out as he enters slowly, her wetness
coating him. "Mmm," she moans and flinches slightly in pain
as he pushes further into her, breaking her barrier.
He pauses, holding his breath. She nods and pulls him closer to her
and wraps her legs around him.
He moves in and out slowly. They moan with every agonizing plunge.
With each plunge he goes deeper and fills her more.
Michael moans deep within his throat as he feels her walls clamp and
quiver around him.
"Michael," she pants as her
nails dig into his back. He quickens his movements and her hips move
in rhythm with his.
They cry out each other's name as they climax.
Maria pulls him close and snuggles into his arms as their breathing
relaxes.
She looks deep within his eyes and they pledge to each other without
words, all the meaning in their hearts.
An unspoken promise of love.
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The End |
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