Dancing With The Devil (part two)

Chapter 36: Flirting

The three sat in the car in silence, anticipating the sound of Astrid's voice through the earpiece that had been connected to the speakers of the car. Jim was sat in the front seat of the car whilst Faith and Seb were on the back seats, every now and then exchanging a quiet couple of words. Jim wasn't paying attention to them. His head had lolled back into the seat and he tilted sideways looking out at the setting sun. His mind spontaneously wondered back to five years or so before then. The night Astrid returned from her meeting with Adler and the Holmes boys. He chuckled to himself as he played out the entire event in his head.

Jim had heard a knock on the door of his office and his head had shot up. He watched the woman who had completely turned his life around enter the room wearing the same beautiful dress she'd left in, with her heals swung over her shoulders. She grinned at her dishevelled looking boss and sauntered over to sit on the seats in front of his desk.

"How was it?" He slicked his hair back and stood up. He was wearing a plain white shirt that was untucked from a pair of black trousers. He walked round the desk and stood in front of Astrid, leaning back on the edge of the table.

"Boring," she sighed as she threw the heels to the floor, "Sherlock will get the password and Irene is obviously in love with him. I thought it best to get the hell out of there before things went pear shaped."

"Aren't you wise?" Jim complimented and held his hand out to her. She stood up and took his hand. She pulled him off the table and pressed her body against his. Jim's hands instinctively cupped her face his fingers raked through her hair, "you're becoming my equal, love."

"Not a lot of people can say that."

"Not even Seb."

Astrid chuckled, "I would have thought that when I started sleeping with you I would have taken over him. Or have you slept with him too?" Jim didn't answer, he just laughed and shook his head, "today, Sherlock said that you don't care about me," Astrid pouted, "was he wrong?"

Jim pondered the question for a while, "might have been."

He pecked her lips and then let go of her hair and pushed them towards the wall next to the bedroom.

"Is this how it works for us?" Astrid giggled, "make out by the wall for a bit before waddling into your room for a quick fuck."

"Are you complaining?"

She gave a considerate jolt of her head, before curving her lips up into a smile,"most certainly not."

She connected their lips softly for about a second before Jim pressed their faces even closer together, deepening them into the kiss. They waltzed through to the bedroom and by the time they got to the bed Jim's outfit had been reduced to just his trousers that were being unbuckle by Astrid who was now stood there in her underwear. Jim pushed her down onto the bed, breaking their lips apart, and before crawling over the woman's body. She eagerly pushed their lips back together as her perfectly manicured fingers snaked around the back of his neck causing his entire body to weaken. Astrid giggled slightly at his groan, however he stayed strong, cutting her laugh off by kissing her ferociously.

As the memory in Jim's mind became x rated, Jim realised that a tear had started to fall down his face. He wiped the water off his cheek rapidly and turned around to see that the two in the back had fallen asleep on top of each other. He sighed and turned back around to face the front. He sat staring into nothing for about a minute before hearing the voice he'd been waiting for.

"Jim?" Astrid's voice rang out at a whisper throughout the car, still not enough to wake the sleeping beauties in the back seat.

Jim's eyes widened and he sat up, "y-yeah, I'm here."

"Where's Seb and Faith?"

"They're asleep."

"Okay, you have got to get me the hell out of here!" Astrid laughed, surprisingly, "turns out he doesn't even need me, I could have just left without offering myself up. Now my dad thinks I'll just settle back in, my step-mother thinks her abusive husband is completely fine and I'm pretty sure Dominic's gonna rape me at some point."

"What?" Jim yelled, making the two in the back bolt upright.

"What the fuck." they called out simultaneously as Astrid laughed over the line, "Astrid."

Jim took no notice of this, "what do you mean he's gonna rape you?"

"I'm kidding."

"Don't ever do that again, Astrid." Jim said breathing a sigh of relief.

"Don't ever kill yourself again." Astrid shot straight back.

"Or what?" Jim smirked and Seb started to roll his eyes.

"Get me the hell out of this place and I'll show you" Astrid said, obviously stifling a laugh.

"Please don't start flirting." Seb said, needing his forehead.

"They haven't flirted for three years, give them a break." Faith smiled and leaned forward.

"Thank you, Faith."

"Where are you know?"

"On the roof." Astrid said, "now, let's get down to brass tacks."