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his smile was when she would find herself holding onto everything, the way his lips curved towards her as they lied in bed at 3 in the morning, stomach aching because of the laughing fits they would have followed by two or three orgasms each in one night, irina have been hooked ever since meeting fitz, his soul was like a candle light she desperately needed when in darkness & he was her life support, for it was not the way he touched her that he made her feel so alive, it was the way he radiated life into her. hands worked fast as they suunk lower only to tease & eyes were still fixed on his face. ‘ touch me. ’ she murmured. ‘ own me, it’s everything i could ever give you - i’ve got nothing else for you. ’ in a way, it was true, irina couldn’t give back because she didn’t know how. hand slipping inside the fabric covering him & a small hand wrapped around him as her lips traced his jaw. ‘ i love you. ’ she whispered as her other arm wrapped around his neck for support as she kissed back to his lips. ‘ i love you fitz. ’ she repeated before pulling away to kiss the corner of his mouth as her other hand started moving steady but firmly.

Under the glare of the faint morning sun that poured into the bedroom from the half-closed curtain emitted a glow that Fitz couldn’t ignore. The way that it brilliantly drew over Irina’s naked body was enough to put the man into a temporary trance. There was enough light in the dark room where he could spot the freckle just below her left breast, the very mark on her body that anyone else would have considered as a flaw but he saw nothing but beauty. If anything, it was enough to make Fitz’s point true that anything pure could come from such a flawed past, and Irina was it for him. After all, he knew that the woman deeply loved him but it would never amount to the same intensity that Fitz would feel. It had been etched into his flawed personality to love deeply and passionately but not vastly. Only a few people ever dared to climb the wall that the brunette male had put up and he had never met someone conquer it so gracefully. In the time that the two had been together, Fitz had been allowed the time to learn the parts of her body that she loved to be touched the most. “you’re so beautiful-” his voice was faint, only ever meant for her to hear and as his body towered over hers, limbs carelessly tangled on top of the white sheets as their figures moved together, his hands moved along the frame of her hips before they dipped along her breasts, his thumbs dimly passing by her nipples. The friction between them was enough to make any man crazy, especially Fitz. And sure, he had careless hookups under the roof of that mansion the two left but nothing ever felt as electrifying as having the love of his life under him.

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‘ all the time. ’ she corrected herself, eyes fixed still on his as small hands made their way underneath the clothes hanging from his back, eager to feel skin beneath her fingertips. one of them abandoning the warmth f his back so she could reach for his perfectly sculpted face, eyes following the pattern of slim digits that traced every outline of his features, infatuation running through her body whenever they were together. her thumb traced the shape his lips as it brushed over the pink plumpness afterwards, she knew those lips more than any other part of his body, even better than the region below his narrow hips. she couuld tell when it wasn’t Fitz’s mouth, nights when she have been too intoxicated & wth others wishing it was her best friend the one who was ravishing in a public bathroom, nobody tasted like him; it was like a permanent flavouur have stained her lips after being with him. her other hand running down his back only to rest on the small of it as he pressed his moth against her neck, a moan leaving her mouth as she smiled fondly, body adjusting to his very own as easy as a puzzle piece. this was like she was in a haze, it felt so unreal but the ability to physically reach for him was enough to remind her it was real. bringing his face closer to hers, Irina smiled & closed her eyes,brushing her lips against his with a small smile, she murmured, ‘ hate me for the rest of your life. ’ & she finally kissed him, hands oing again underneath his shirt so her fingers could keep exploring the warm surface.

his smile only widened at her attempt to win the fight, and by keeping silent was his way of letting her get what she wanted. he knew that would be enough to make her happy; giving her the benefit of the doubt that a simple comeback could not equate to her happiness. after all, it hadn’t taken long for fitz to admire just how incredibly stubborn irina was - even when the two had just been friends did he notice this trait of hers, and even then, he loved it. but with his hands splayed on the mattress and looking down at the female, it wasn’t the way she was watching him that was causing his chest to tighten in anticipation. it wasn’t her hands heated against his flesh as they firmly held him in place that was causing him to practically ache with desire. it was absolutely everything. fitz relished the way her words could be tasted on her own tongue when they kissed again, his hot breath blowing across her lips so that his head spun. irina seemingly lapped up the way his tongue tangled and his words caught as her hands cruelly worked the cotton fabric that clothed his waist. “sounds like a death sentence-” his breath was ragged, his lips sore from her taste. hook, line, sinker- irina had him against her, and as his eyes flashed downward to where her hands had dipped dangerously lower, her thumb grazing the fabric directly over his groin, and he bit down on his tongue to keep himself from smiling. the two moved as one, their breathing growing erratic as they both fought for dominance and fitz hadn’t let go so easily.

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she could only grunt in annoyance, partly to repel the invasive thoughts that made her mind fuzzy & loud. it was only with Fitz that she opened up this way but soon was distracted by the change of position & certainly change of mood, she was still looking at him; a string of feelings she’d never get to coherently explain went rampant & her eyes narrowed at the pet name. ‘ sometimes i think you’re full of shit. ’ she said, but made no effort to move away, this was them; this very moment was truly them; her smart mouth either getting her in trouble or making him want to put her back in her place. a huff left his lips as she sighed, tension leaving her body completely before looking back at him hovering above her. ‘i hate you. ’ she didn’t, he was too much, much more than she deserved & probably the only person she’s ever truly cared for so deeply it made her unravel all the suppressed feelings she couldn’t show with anybody before him.

the mattress under them invited his weight, the faint creak of the old metal filling the silence for a moment before his head leaned down even further to place several wet kisses along the skin of her neck. “just sometimes?” his voice was soft against her nerves, fitz’s breathing hallow as he couldn’t help but keep the smile on his face despite all her attempts to push him away. her naked skin was warm against his clothed body, the crevices fitting against his as he only continued to bask in her presence as her hands reached to fit against his form. this was his favorite position; fitted against her but not exactly demanding much more than her true self. this sparked the warm feeling in his chest to burst- fitz so enamored by his best friend and he knew this was a drug that he’d never want to let go. just as easy irina could make him so happy, she had the same power to destroy his life. but fitz trusted her with every part of him, the good and the bad. he raised his head then, when her words were whispered for only him to hear, and his eyes couldn’t help but find hers in the darkened room as the blinds hid them from the world outside their room. “yeah,” he couldn’t but exhume the chuckle that threatened to spill past his lips. “i hate you too.”

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to her it was not just a coincidence, she felt like his body was a magnet meant for her own, their shared thoughts as well & it made sense; everything made sense in those moments that were too intimate for anyone but them. Fitz was to her, everything she never had & desperately wanted, the love of a partner was just more than carnal & it took her time to realise that she could say thank you to him in many different ways than just sex; it was always her go-to first option but sometimes it was nice when they were lying in comfortable silence, hands caressing each other’s bodies with no intent at all but to give comfort. but also, she found herself being terribly jealous of every single person he’s had & has had him; it was probably misplaced & uncalled for but she saw nothing else when it came to him being with someone else. so when his last words came out of his mouth, green hues fixed on his perfectly chiselled face. ‘ well, you can give them food, & you didn’t wear me out. ’ sometimes she was childish, but she cared not.

his eyes fixed on her, a grin replacing the smile that was always on his face when she was around as irina began to cower back and display the irritation that fitz knew she liked to hide. it was a reminder to him that she felt the same- and to this day, he’d never understand how he managed to make her fall for him too. it seemed almost like some kind of cliche dream, but she depicted almost every quality that he loved in a person and it only helped even more that the two had become friends first. there were no malicious intentions, despite a few emotionless sex in the beginning but it was all part of their job. fitz had become more comfortable being naked and using his tongue then drinking away his problems. there had been an undeniable chemistry from day one but it took them both so long to accept it or even act on it. because in conjunction with everything else, their lives were complicated and fitz wasn’t sure if he could continue living the life he led and being in love with someone that often was on the other side of the camera too. it also made his gut heat in jealously- one that he had acted on many times even before his confession with late nights in her bed and pleasing her in ways that knew no one could. “I don’t care about them-” he shook his head, now grabbing the container and placing it back on the nightstand. “no one is you.” now he had pushed her back onto the bed, fitz above her and the smug smile still on his face as he admired her entire body beneath him. “don’t get mad at me, baby. i was just joking.”

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in what moment she have realised she felt a different way for him ? she was probably clueless & didn’t know the answer if someone asked, it was what it was & she wouldn’t even bother trying to answer to herself. she wanted to enjoy this, whatever it was; it made her happy & most importantly; it made Fitz happy. everything about him was enticing to her & she always looked forward to it, their sleepless nights that didn’t consist in sex; but his presence tangled with hers, it was how she wanted to spend the rest of her life. ‘ you’re so fuckin’ rude. ’ she said, looking at the container on her lap. ‘ did you bring any for yourself ? ’ she joked, she’d never leave Fitz without food, she knew better; but messing with him was her favorite thing to do.

somewhere between the time his head spent between her legs under false motives or the nights he’d drunkenly find himself in her room, fitz had begun to admit that perhaps what he felt for his best friend was more than some platonic fling. there had been many misunderstandings - but after some time to reflect, he had begun to realize that she had perhaps also acted out in response to her own sentiment toward him. cause even in the midst of their notorious fighting, one hour without her felt like an eternity. “i’m rude?” his brows now rose, an expectant expression on his face as his glance fell downwards toward the foam container and her naked lap. “I was the one who got you breakfast, I mean- I could have woken you up at seven in the morning and made it really romantic. But I figured you should sleep in a bit seeing I wore you out last night.” Now a smirk replaced his features, one that almost always resided there since he managed to tie her down. “I ate by myself, really had some other ladies there wondering if I was single, you know.” He was only pushing her buttons, wanting to see her crack under a spell of jealously cause there was nothing like seeing her being the more dominant sometimes.

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judging by the night they both have, Irina should be expected to sleep in; but knowing her she most likely finally managed to fully fall into a deep slumber by 7am; not like she would have wanted but falling asleep with Fitz by her side, no matter at what time it came to her, was the most relaxing experience the brunette could think of. his presence, calming yet completely the contrary at some point was enough. she could feel the warmth of the sunlight on her back & his tender fingerpad against her face when he brushes her hair out of her face & she sitrs a little; only to wave her hand in his direction but not in a hurtful manner. ‘ then maybe you should have found another motel. ’ eyes slowly opening as a lazy smile drew on her face only to shrug the sheets off her body so they’d be pooling on her lap as she stretches, rubbing her eyes to awaken herself fully.

fitz was a fan of renting cheap motel rooms for the night; it provided a sort of vacational sense and there was nothing else that he liked to do but spoil irina. he liked seeing her smile, especially when he was the sole reason behind it. instead, he watches her move and even as the bed sheets fall back to the bed as she sits up. fitz was convinced that he had never seen something so beautiful before, not even when flynn was in her place. because in the midst of it all, irina had captured his heart in her hands when he least expected it and though he had spent a really long time denying that he felt this- he never felt so strongly about a woman before. she was the curve of his smile on a good day and the frustration and anger on a bad day; the sex that he craved and the late night talks that fulfilled him. “another motel? no, i like this one- comes with free breakfast and WiFi.” now an amused grin settled on his lips as he turned to the side and settled the foam container on her lap. “maybe i should be looking for another girlfriend instead.”

#c: irina

fitz balanced the foam to-go container in one hand, the keys to the motel room in the other hand as he did his best to open the door not too loudly. he wasn’t sure if irina was still sleeping; hidden in the covers, the sun’s light drawing a glow on her skin as her naked back peered through the sole blanket that covered her as she slept on her stomach. the pair had stayed up till late the previous night, immersed in each other’s company and fitz couldn’t remember a time that he had ever been this happy. the grin on his face was genuine, the dimples that caved his face showing as he quietly and carefully rested the now-cold food on the night table on her side of the bed. shrugging his jacket off and tossing it to the floor, fitz sat beside her and let his thumb brush her hair over so that her beautiful face wouldn’t be covered. “you can’t sleep all day, you know-” his voice was soft and welcoming, brown hues on the woman as she moved from a result of a rude awakening. “i didn’t pay -.. fifty bucks per night for us to waste it in some shitty motel room.”

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‘ you’re a fucking conceited asshole. ’ she joked, rolling her ass back a little against his cock at the same time he cupped it. ‘ wouldn’t you like that ? ’ she teased before lifting herself up at little so she could remove her panties. ‘ you better make up for it honestly. ’ she warned him playfully as she hovered above his mouth, hands going to the headboard for leverage.

“that’s something i haven’t heard before,” he mumbled under his breath as his grip on her fixed itself so that she was firmly against him as every little movement had him buzzing. his hands to help her to discard her panties to the side, tongue already wetting his lips at the thought of having her so close to his face. once she had moved, one hand rested on the inside of her thigh, eyes already closed in at her beauty. “i will-” he said quickly, his thumb making a sinful figure eight around her delicate clit, making the girl gasp once more and thrust her hips forward. just the sight was getting him hard. his lips almost instantly began to suction a part of her skin that was only inches away from her core. he began to suck harder and harder on that skin, the taste of her flesh mixed with sweet sweat and her taste, giving her no time to brace herself. there was a hand grabbing at his hair that wanted to stop the blissful pain, but the yank caused him to detach his lips from his last deep bruise that he was going to create on her body that night. “let me make you feel good," fitz interjected with a small smile before he went back to work on the girl, who was trembling and shaking under the works of his tongue.

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“hmm though it sounds tempting i need my beauty sleep too. but you might be able to convince me to stay up with the proper incentives,” she replied, her smirk only growing and all the possibilities racing through her mind. “oh? and what you do you have in mind that’s better than getting up and running?”

“beauty sleep my ass. if you got even a minute more of sleep, it would be hard for me to even concentrate on anything else.” fitz effortlessly flirted back, fully turning onto his side so he could close the space between them two. “i dunno- was hoping you’d help me remember.” his hand now moved to hide under the sheets of the bed, pulling on the string of her shorts and watching for her reaction to continue on.

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