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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Person_of_Interest_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Zoe_Morgan/John_Reese
  Character:
      Zoe_Morgan, John_Reese
  Additional Tags:
      4x14, guilty
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-06 Words: 1492
****** Not built that way ******
by enjoyseries
Summary
     Set after 4x14.
     Romantic/fluff
He was sitting on the couch with her body straddled on him; her mouth playing
lazily with his. Her hands were on each side of his face as his hands were
stroking her muscular thighs. They were tasting, nibbling and biting each
other's lips; simply savoring the feeling of being in each other's arms. They
kissed once more before pulling away in need of air.
 
She sighed contentedly and snuggled against his chest. She nestled her head in
the crook of his neck and slipped her hands at his waist.
 
"I've missed you." She whispered against his neck, dropping a wet kiss on his
skin. He tightened his grip on her and pressed his lips against her temple.
 
"Yeah… I've missed you too." He whispered back.
 
They stayed in this position for minutes that seemed hours. It has been a while
since the last time they met. He knew he didn't have to apologize to her for
the lack of presence; it was their arrangement, how they had always worked but
still he couldn't help but feeling sorry for her. She deserved so much better
than this, than him.
 
He cared for her, deeply. At first, their meetings were only for fun but the
time passed and the nights became longer, the conversations more intimate, the
gestures more tender and the glances more knowing. He might look the other way,
lie to himself but he knew what that meant.
 
They stayed silent afterwards, but it wasn't as usual. It was one of those
heavy silences. Zoe knew something was wrong, she felt that way during the last
few days. She could feel something was bugging him. She hesitated a moment;
usually she wouldn't have ask, but right now – without knowing why – it was
different.
 
She raised her head and looked into his eyes. She saw all the trouble in the
world and in a way or another, her heart broke a little more each time she
plunged her eyes into his when he was looking at her that way. She stroked the
top of his cheeks with her thumbs, as if she was trying to erase the dark
circles and tired lines beneath his eyes.
 
"You wanna talk about it?" She asked softly. He lowered his eyes, hated himself
for being so readable in front of her. He took a breath and tightened his jaw.
 
"I just… I don't want to lose you too." He whispered in a cracked voice. She
didn't ask why he was having such thoughts. She didn't know about Shaw or about
anything else.
 
"Not gonna happen." She smirked at him. He made a soft chuckle and his lips
curved into a slight smile, remembering that time when she had told him the
same words.
 
"For a long time I've been afraid of letting anyone in.. to avoid getting
close, to avoid loss." He confessed to her as he pulled away a lock of hair
behind her ear. While she was listening to his words – her eyes plunged deeply
into his – she was randomly stroking his short pepper-and-salt hair at the back
of his neck with her perfect manicured nails.
 
"And you were right… we really suck at letting people in. But I think it's time
for some new happens." He paused and added in a whisper. "We're both broken,
but we can be broken together." She didn't know what to say. She never thought
one day they would have the discussion so she did the only thing that could
explain all she was feeling right now. She kissed him, with all the passion,
all the love and tenderness she had for him. He passed a hand behind her neck,
pulled her face closer to his and deepened the kiss.
 
She was the only one capable of making him feel that way. Since Jessica, she
was the one he tried to let in completely. He trusted her, with his whole soul.
He couldn't put words on how he felt about her but he knew it was strong. She
understood him without questions, she could ease his worries without words even
if she had no idea of what was happening and he couldn't be more grateful to
have her by his side.
 
It's been so long since he had felt relaxed and loved under a woman's touch.
Again, the last woman that made him feel that way was Jessica.
 
She stopped the kiss and for a brief moment he believed he did something wrong
but the smile she gave her then pushed away all of his thoughts. She removed
herself from his legs and got up on her feet, grabbing his hand and pulling him
with her. He followed her as she led them towards her bedroom. Once they
entered the room, he closed the door behind them and she turned to face him.
She gave him one of her grin that made him fond each time. He slipped his hands
on her back, opened the zipper of her dress and let it fell down her feet. Her
body always let him breathless. He took the time to admire her as she was
working on his belt and opened his pants.
 
A few minutes later they were both lying on the bed only wearing their
underwear. He kissed her lips in a soft brush, went down to her neck, her
throat, her chest and dropped many kisses on her flat stomach. Her hand was
collapsing in his hair as the other was grabbing the sheet in anticipation,
feeling the heat building in the room. Her breath was erratic. He went back to
her mouth, kissed her hungrily as his hands were removing her bra.
 
They soon found themselves completely naked, skin against skin; John gently
pulling and thrusting in a slow movement. They were taking their time, her hips
responding to each of his thrust. She tightened her legs around him, pulling
him deeper inside of her body; his head was plunged in the crook of her neck,
smelling her perfume, kissing her collarbone and her skin.
 
This time wasn't like the others. They knew then it wouldn't be the same
anymore. It wasn't rushed, it wasn't just fun or teasing. This time it was
loving, tender and kind. Zoe could feel it by the way of his slow and gentle
movements and John could feel it by the way of her tender and soft touches. He
could feel she was close to the edge as he felt her nails digging into his
back, her moans escaping her throat.  He started moving faster and deeper,
feeling the heat raise higher with each thrust.
 
"Open your eyes." He whispered. She did what he asked and their eyes met, full
of pleasure and passion. He thought about how beautiful she was right now in
his arms, her mouth slightly opened, breathing heavily. He couldn't resist and
crashed his lips on hers, kissing her as if she could fly away at any time.
 
In one last thrust, he brought her to the edge. She stopped the kiss, moaning
loudly with his movements. Forehead against forehead, they came together as
some gasps and moans were filling the room.
 
They didn't move immediately, stayed in this position for a few minutes, their
head still touching. They were breathing heavily, both breathless after their
lovemaking. He kissed her lips before collapsing on her side and nuzzled his
nose on her skin shoulder, dropping soft kisses here and there.
 
He put the sheets over their bodies and brought her closer to him. Even after
what they've just done he still needed to feel her against him.
 
She pressed her back against his torso as his strong arm automatically came
encircling her stomach in a protective way. Both their legs and hands entwined.
 
"John.." She softly whispered. His name came suddenly out of her mouth, as if
her heart had spoken for her. A part of her hoped he didn't hear it.
 
"Yea?" He murmured. Her heart started beating faster and she took a moment to
gather her courage.
 
"I'm scared." She murmured almost inaudibly. He did hear her and knew about
what she was talking. He was scared as hell too. He didn't know what the future
has reserved for them and he didn't want to know either. They were both
paralyzed at the thought of letting each other in. It was the first time she
was being fully honest with him, sharing her fears so openly. He hugged her
tightly and kissed the spot behind her ear.
 
"We're gonna go through this." He said. "We're gonna make it work… together."
She stroked the back of his hand resting her stomach with her thumb.
 
"Even if we're not built that way?"
 
"Even if we're not built that way." He ended.
 
Yes, they were terrified. But they were ready to trust life, to give them a
chance and right here, right now.. It was all that mattered.
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