Let's Pick This Up At Home

A/N: This was a requested one-shot from my Twitter friend GinnyTv2, which takes place in S11 E2. Takes place after Kelly's and Stella's little make-out session in the laundry room. It's very smutty, and hot (in my opinion) I am going through Stellaride withdrawals so I wanted to write something hot and steamy. This is the smuttiest I've ever written. But we all need some Stellaride smut right now.

Stella walked into the laundry room after seeing her husband standing at the washer. Kelly gives her a quick look before turning back to the washer.

"That was pretty risky doubling up on the rope like that," she tells him as she leans against the dyer.

Kelly gave her an Oh well look. "Well, the bigger risk was staying put," he tells her as he adds laundry detergent to the washer. "All worked out," he replied like it was no big deal.

She nods and says, "Yeah, because Carver saved your ass." Giving her husband a knowing look. Kelly arched an eyebrow at her. "He nearly pulled his arm out of the socket trying to pull you up." Kelly eyed her. "But he wouldn't let go." She tells him in a surprised statement. She thinks to herself that maybe Carver isn't as bad as she thought.

"I owe him a beer," Kelly tells her as he starts to take his shirt off.

Stella was lost in her thoughts. "Boden might just be right about this guy." She said this as she continues to think Carver might be a good fit for 51. Even though she doesn't care for his character. "So annoying." She said, knocking herself out of her thoughts. Carver disappeared from her mind the second Kelly pulled his shirt over his head. Damn, she thought as she scans his chest. She was already hot from watching him in action on that call, but now she's on fire. It amazes her how she can still get so turned on when he takes his shirt off.

Kelly throws the shirt in the washer, not realizing his wife is in a daze now. He closed the washer lid and turned it on. She touches him and turns him towards her as she stares at his chest. She loves his chest; seeing him shirtless is a tremendous turn-on for her. Kelly gives her a confused look. "What are you doing?" she asked as she stepped closer to him, lost in her desire for him.

He smiles. "What... he begins

But he is cut off by his wife's lips; she's kissing him with a need like he was oxygen and she needed him to breathe. He was taken by surprise, but he wasn't complaining; he would never complain about her kisses. One hand goes to his face, while the other runs smoothly down his chest and rests on his lower abdomen.

"What are you doing to me?" He asked with a huge grin as the kiss broke. She's so lost in her need to touch him, to feel him, and her hot desire to have him that she doesn't reply. The smile on his face indicates he knows exactly what she's doing, and he's glad she's doing it. They kiss again, getting more heated. He can feel his lower area. Reacting to her touches. He touches her neck to deepen the kiss just for a second, then he lowers his hand to her waist and pulls her closer to him. They continued to kiss, and she sighed in his mouth when she felt his manhood responding to their little make-out session. She needed to calm herself down. She pulled away. Her heart was beating fast, and her breathing was off balance. She wants him and is fighting the urge to not take her clothes off and have him fuck her on that washing machine. It wouldn't be the first time he's fucked her in here, but she's a lieutenant now and she's trying to set an example. She can't be acting like a horny teenager.

He looks at her like she's crazy for stepping away from him. He's hard and horny now. She flustered, "Let's-we will-let's pick this up at home." She manages to say something as she slowly walks backwards out the door. He smiles at her, and she returns the smile before she disappears. Leaving her husband smiling like a clown at a kid's birthday party.