'what would have happened if we weren't interrupted?'

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He moved away from me and out of the bathroom, the sound of the door being locked made a small smirk appear on my face. I got up and also went out of the bathroom to find him standing right at the door about to come in to me. My hands found their way back to his balaclava and slipped it off gently, revealing his face and all the small and big scars that covered it. As he put his large hands on my hips and held me close to him, my fingers gently moved over the scars, feeling and gazing at the imperfections as if they were masterpieces done by the greatest artists in the world. My hands settled on his cheeks as his face moved closer to mine slowly, our lips finally meeting gently. "I love you.." he whispered beneath his breath before moving one of his hands to behind my head to push me into a deeper kiss. My arms moved behind his neck and I could feel his other hands grip tightening on my waist, pressing me against him firmly.

Before I could react his hand moved from my lower back to lower and then scooping me up in one quick, effortless motion. My eyes opened in surprise but when they were met by his lustful gaze, my legs wrapped around his waist for extra support. It hurt a little as I was still in some of the bandages from the mission but at this point I was convinced that in the right circumstances I didn't even feel pain. My arms continued to hold on tightly to his neck as I felt him begin to walk whilst he carried me. He walked back over to his bed and lowered me down, breaking off the kiss and laying me back against the bed. As i layed there panting and looking up at him I saw his eyes wandering over my body as he too caught his breath. I'm not sure what exactly he was looking at since you could barely make out my body over how much bigger his hoodie was on me and how it practically swallowed my upper half whole, but that look in his eyes...

He knelt down on the bed in front of where I was lying before moving his arms to either side of me, now causing him to be lying over me while also kind of pinning there beneath him. I mean.. I wasn't complaining. My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest at how quickly it was going, my breathing hicked as his head moved to my neck, kissing it roughly. My hands couldn't help but move to his head and grip his hair, not that it was long but just to know that if I wasn't comfortable I could pull him away. I bit my lower lip as I felt his kisses slowly moving lower and lower as they got to my collar bone, one of his hands now behind neck and the other pulling down the neckline of his hoodie as far as it could stretch so he could continue the kisses but it seemed that my collar bone was as far as it would go. 

He pulled back slightly and those dark, lustful eyes of his looked up and it felt as if he was gazing into my soul. I felt his hand let go of the neck of the hoodie gently before moving to my side and sliding down my edge, tracing each curve even though the hoodie until it reached my hip, his eyes still locked with mine. "love.. I can't go further without concent..." his accent sounded rough yet gorgeous as he whispered, the words feeling like pure serotonin as they hit my ears. Just as I was about to nod in response a frantic knock on his door caused his head to dart towards the sound and for me to jump, literally, I accidentally knees him in the chest causing him to let out a pained cough. "Fuckin' ell' y/n!-" he coughed out as he quickly got up off the bed and began panickingly looking around his room for his balaclava. "Shit sorry!" I said as I got up as well and ran over to the bathroom where his balaclava was before picking it up and throwing to his, his reflexes allowing his to catch it instantly and in one moment to slip it over his face. I had to admit, it was very hot.

The knocking continued but it seemed to get more frantic, he gave me a quick glare before I could step out of the bathroom. "Stay there" he said as he diverted his hand back to the door. Just as he was about to open the door I couldn't help but wonder, what would have happened if we weren't interrupted? 

When he opened the door I stretched my neck to try see who was at the door in front of his large figure. What I saw was a panicked Soap. "Shite!- l.t! I can't find Wren anywhere- she's missing!!" He said as he looked up at Simon, Simon's arms crossed in front of his chest. "Two things Johnny. One, she's right here." He said as he stepped aside, revealing me peering out from the bathrooms door frame. I gave him a small embraced smile and a little wave. "Two, your interrupting me from something I was going to do." He said in an unamused tone, his head tilting to the side ever so slightly as he glared down at poor Johnny. "Sorry l.t... What were you going to do though?" Soap asked back with a curious tone and expression. Simon looked back at me, his eyes looking up and down my body. Instantly Soap and I realised what he meant. Both of our eyes widened at the same time and my face going completely red from blush.

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