freshoffthefarm | [AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme

After two years at the Agency, Annie's job hadn't gotten any better (or worse). Sure, it had it's downsides - namely, being shot at (or being shot), but the biggest one had to be the Agency parking lot.

She could never, ever find a parking spot.

Of course, the morning that she'd gotten up early and proceeded to spill coffee on her first outfit, had to jump start her car and then fill a tire with air? She managed to get behind the chatty son-of-a-bitch in the compensation car at the guard shack. She sat there, plotting the ways to key his car without actually getting caught and then he'd moved on.

Smiling at the guys in the shack, she showed her ID, waited until they'd looked under her cars with mirrors, and then picked up the pace on the way to the agent parking lot.

It just wasn't her morning.

The short cut she took through the visitor lot took her right past the spots in front for all the diplomats and the Agency hotshots. She didn't see Mr. Compensation trying to adjust his parking until she'd plowed into his rear bumper.

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The moment she felt his hands in her hair, she sighed happily and melted against him.

"I love that," came her soft confession, not really caring that she'd just used overly strong language to describe her feelings toward being touched.

"I'll make sure I remember that," but for the moment he was going to go back to kissing her.

Everything he'd done and was doing caused her to give another quiet moan into his mouth. After another minute, she finally pulled back and pushed a hand through her hair.

"We should probably," she took a deep breath. "Stop."

"You're right, we probably should." Clay managed to turn their make-out session into a hug as he didn't want to completely stop.

"You're good at that."

She didn't want to stop at all, but she'd settle for a hug since it meant that she didn't have to remove herself from her lap right away. Instead, she let the hug go on longer than it probably should have.

"So are you."

"So we have similar taste in movies, and we're both good at that. I think that means we have a good chance of going further, don't you?"

He wasn't in any hurry to leave, it was just a comment.

"A very good chance." All of a sudden, she meant right then and it was obvious by the way she looked at him and let the tip of her tongue touch her bottom lip.

Did he just hear her correctly? He couldn't have heard her correctly, could he? From the look on her face, he realized she did.

"We should lock up first..."

Not the way he was expecting the evening to go at all.

"I can do that if you put the movie away," she said, sliding off his lap in one move and adjusting her clothing so that she didn't look like a harlot that had just offered to take a man she'd been on a date or two (or three) with to bed.

Walking to her front door, she flipped the deadbolt and put on the chain before turning toward him.

Clay put the movie away, managing to get it in the case and back on the shelf before smilong back at Annie. "All done."

He wasn't going to make a single comment about actually sticking to that third date rumor.

"Okay."

She gave him a quick smile, ignored the fact that she was blushing and then took his hand and nodded toward her bedroom.

Once inside the room, Annie reached down and pulled her blouse off in an attempt to break the ice before turning to him and kissing him again.

Clay decided to even the playing field and take off his shirt. He really couldn't believe this was happening.

Trailing her fingertips over his shoulder, she pressed a kiss to his bare chest and then another to his jaw, her hands dropping to the buttons at the front of his slacks.

"You're okay with this?"

"Mmhmm, just fine."

If he said he wasn't, he'd be an idiot.

With that kind of affirmative response, she left him to remove his pants while she undid her own jeans and set about removing her own. Only then did she reach for the hooks on her bra, while at the same time kissing him again.

Clay planned on letting Annie take the lead for now, since she seemed to have everything under control, but it didn't stop him from touching her wherever he could.

With the two of them left in their underwear, she put a knee on her bed and then drew him down onto it with her.

"It's been a while," she confessed quietly as she maneuvered herself into a laying position before ducking her head and smiling shyly. "Sorry."

"Same here."

Though he figured that Annie's 'a while' was a lot shorter than his a while.

As soon as she was laying down on her bed, topless or not, she moved closer to him, placing her hand on his bare waist. Nudging her nose against his neck, she placed a kiss there, and then against his collar bone, all thought of talking pretty much gone.

Clay made sure to let her know how much he liked what she was doing. She was good at this too.

Several minutes later, she let her impatience get the better of her and slid her hand over the front of her shorts, punctuating the movement with a tiny moan.

[AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme

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