Cognates - A Sofitz Story **CONTAINS HEAVY FLUFF**

Chapter 7: DAMNIT BIANA!!

W-What? Sophie could barely force the stuttering word out of her brain. Fitz turned several shades redder.

I-I'm just saying I wouldn't be opposed, and I really do like you, and I do want to kiss you, but only if you're okay with it. I definitely don't want to force you. 

Even as he was projecting this, he was using their intimate position as his advantage by gently feathering kisses along her neck, working his way up to her jaw. They were so soft she barely felt anything, but Sophie found herself wanting more. She leaned into his kisses, her hands weaving through his soft hair as she pulled them closer together. She looked upwards to allow Fitz more access, and she could feel Fitz's hands moving along her body. Sophie scooted closer to Fitz on his lap, and she could feel everything. Not only did his hands and lips leave trails of fire, but she could feel him getting excited and holy cow was he big. It didn't help that at that moment he found that spot that had her throwing her head back. Sophie's body curled around his as her whole body started to shake, and she actually clapped a hand over her mouth to prevent herself from moaning out loud. 

Fitz laid down with her on top of him, only to roll them over so he was on top. His eyes were filled with lust, their legs were tangled together, and Sophie was so high on dopamine she couldn't tell which way was up. He leaned down and brushed a kiss along the surface of her lips, and Sophie couldn't stop herself. She grabbed his head with her hands and pulled him down on top of her. When their lips fully connected, Sophie forgot. She forgot everything bad that had ever happened in her life, every horrible moment, every painful memory. Burned away by the soft and dainty, yet hard and unforgiving kiss. Fitz seemed like he could only breath through her, and Sophie felt the same way. He braced himself up on one elbow and ran the other along the length of her side, carefully pushing the hem of her shirt aside before sliding his hand along her feverish skin. Sophie gasped when his hand first made contact with her bare side, but she couldn't get enough of the feeling. She let her hands roam as well, running her hands down his back. She slid her hands under his shirt, exploring every part of his glorious body. She'd always known he was strong, he'd even carried her on several occasions, but she hadn't expected just how defined his abs and back were. All her feeling seemed to be having effects on Fitz, and he was just starting to move his hand further up her bare stomach when someone knocked on the door. 

Sophie and Fitz sprang back from each other, with Fitz actually losing his balance and falling off one side of his bed, still managing to look hot as he sat up on the floor. 

His face looked slightly irritated. "Damnit Biana! Don't you have any manners?" he asked crossley. Biana just looked triumphant.

"I knew it wouldn't take long for you two to do something! Now get your hands off each other and come join Keefe and me. It's a little weird without you guys, and you can't play truth or dare with only two people!"