How the Greeks Do Distractions

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A/N: This one is for SilasAggeleMou ! Thanks for all your votes and comments! Please keep 'em coming!

"They'll be okay Poulaki." Silas tells me for about the twentieth time. I haven't hidden my concern since we escaped the apartment and came straight home to his room. I guess I'm worrying him more with my pacing between his and Norths beds and nail biting. "Come sit with me." I shake my head. I'm sorry I'm worrying him but if I'm not up and moving right now I think I might go nuts. The radio crackles again and I look at it wide eyed like it holds all the answers. "Its just static." He tells me.

"What if.."

The radio comes to life again this time with North growling "We've captured this one but Mr. Dog needs a doc quick. Can you meet us at rendevue B?"

I fall to the ground when my knees buckle. The surprise of actually hitting the ground with Silas so near by surprises me enough to snap me out of my brief stupor. Almost every time I've done this before one of them catches me. I hear Sean report that he's on his way to rendevue B immediately but the news doesn't seem to eliminate Silas worry either. He's sitting on the bed staring at the radio. Occasionally his eyes dart for the door and I know he's considering going after them. I try to stand but end up crawling over to kneel near him. I lay my head gently on his thigh lifting his hand to put it on my own shoulder. "Please don't leave me." Its not an entirely selfish request. I of course don't want to be alone but I also don't want Silas running off into danger. I've got 1/9 guys home. Thats not the numbers I want but thats better than none. "Please."

He reaches over to the radio and softly ask "How bad is he man?"

"We've got the other one." Victor cuts in. "We're near rendevue F. Are we taking him to the dog kennel?"

"I'll be fine. Just a minor injury. To answer your question V Dog, yes. Straight to the kennel and watch your tails." I would once again be amused at the nicknames and the code words but I feel funny with my heart lodge in my throat still.

"What happened?" I ask hoping he'll ask the guys. I know he doesn't know any more than I do.

He shakes his head. "They won't be able to tell us over the radio Poulaki. We've just got to be patient. It sounds like he's okay. North is probably being over protective again" My whole body sags again and I lay my head back down on his thigh. He runs his large hand through my hair telling me "You need a distraction and so do I."

"Meanie gave me message to distract me. I could try..." His body shifts so he can snake his hands under my arm pits and he can toss me up onto the bed near the pillows. The effort seems to be minimal for the gentle giant but I fly across the air and land with an 'oof'.

"That's not how Greeks do distractions."

His expression and actions make his meaning clear. He slowly crawls from the bottom of the bed up my body. He pauses briefly when his face meets my neck. I feel his nose nuzzle my skin and his breath warms it. The stubble on his chin pleasantly making me shiver all over. "Silas" I whisper prompting him to continue. When his lips finally meet mine we both moan. His lips are plump and feel so different against my own. Still with each swipe of his lips I feel a tug going all the way down to my core just as I do with the others.

Silas pulls back from me with scrunched eyebrows "North said he kissed you. Did he not teach you how to kiss?"

"Uh...no." I ask equal parts worried because he knows I kissed North and embarrassed. Was I that bad a kisser?

"Wrap your legs around me. I'll show you how to kiss. We Greeks invented it after all." Although I'm not sure thats true I'm eager to learn and do as he ask. I slide my legs up along his sides until I've got them both around his hips. This puts my privates right next to his and I can feel how excited he is for our kisses. Curious, I wiggle my legs further around him and make the connection tighter. I feel his thickness push my lips apart through the fabric of our pants and gasp at his size. A giant smirk graces his lips just before he kisses me again. This time his lips coax mine to move a little differently and his tongue swipes into my mouth asking mine to come out and play. It doesn't take long and we're both lost in the kiss. He grunts a couple of times thrusting his hips into mine each time he does. I realize he does this each time I move my kisses from his lips to his neck so I do that more often. "Poulaki" He says after several times of me moving to his neck. "You're much too fast a learner. I wasn't expecting this."

"Uh...Sorry?"

He chuckles making him wiggle against me different than before. The tip of his erection hits the little bud between my lower lips and I nearly come off the bed. My back arches and my breast hit his chest more firmly than they already had been. "Gamo," He hisses slamming his mouth to mine again. "I was trying to say we should stop." His kisses move to my neck making me moan softly again. His words sound as forced as they feel "Tell me to stop." As he speaks I feel his hands slide down to my hips and then back up. This time though his hands slip under my shirt and push it up. He doesn't want to stop either.

He pauses with the shirt just under my breast and I start to shake my head back and forth over the pillow. "No Si please don't stop." Somewhere in the back of my mind I know he's right. We're going way too fast but right now I need him to continue. In fact I feel more needy than I've ever felt. I don't understand it but I'm powerless to stop it.

Just as Silas pushes my shirt over the peek of my breast and his lips find the skin between them we hear the sound of the front door closing shut. Silas is up and pulling a gun from his nightstand before I've managed to pull my shirt down. He shoots me one last glance before he puts his back to the door frame and slips out of the room. He's nearly disappeared when we hear. "Cutie Pie I need a nurse. Come to the dining room."

I blow passed Silas and all but fly down the stairs. I'm pretty sure my bare feet screech when I come to a skidding stop in the dining room. "You said a minor injury!"




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