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It was early morning at the Rook. The sun had barely begun to rise, and the whole crew was fast asleep …except for you. You had been tossing and turning for over an hour. You were exhausted, but for some reason, your brain was wired on, unable to stop thinking about random this or that’s. The last mission you were on, your family, hell, even what you had for dinner last night was randomly on your mind. You sighed as you finally gave in to defeat and threw the covers off yourself, planning to just get up.
‘Might as well be productive if I can’t sleep,’ you thought to yourself. You forced yourself out of bed and looked into the mirror. Your hair was a complete mess, bags under your eyes, and sleepwear disheveled. You yawned at your reflection as you straightened out your hair and clothes a little, before pulling on a sweater and opening the door out of your room and into the hallway.
You desperately needed a fucking coffee. As you wobbled down the hall and balanced yourself down the stairs, you could see the faint light of a lamp shining from one of the main rooms. Guess someone else couldn’t sleep either. Expecting to see Marshall or Felix, you let out a loud yawn and closed your eyes as you walked into the room, on your way to the kitchen.
“Hey,” you said groggily. “Couldn’t sleep either?” You opened your eyes to greet the person across from you. It wasn’t Marshall, it wasn’t Felix, hell, it wasn’t even Woods. It was Adler. He was back. You immediately became alert as you met his gaze, feeling your cheeks heat up instantly. “O-oh, hey,” you said shyly. For some reason, you always had a soft spot for that man. His unbridled confidence, the way he held himself, and not to mention his physique was an absolute dream, how could you not feel weak at the sight of him? Your brain was suddenly alert as you saw him. He was at the table, fiddling around with his gun, smoking a cigarette, lost in focus. Classic Adler.
He looked up, and smirked at you, cigarette hanging from his lips. He put his gun down, as he took a drag and held his cigarette between his fingers. “Morning, sunshine,” he said coyly. You felt his eyes moving up and down at your body. “Rough night?” You instinctively put your hands in your pockets as you walked closer. You felt your tired voice waver slightly.
“You could say that,” you responded, looking down sheepishly and rubbing your head. “Did you, uh, just get in?” You were desperately trying to make this conversation the least awkward it could be. He chuckled and leaned back against the table.
“Yeah,” he said plainly. You watched as he continued to puff on his cigarette. God, you could just watch him smoke for hours. You rocked on your heels, looking around to not make eye contact.
“O-oh, nice,” you responded just as plain. “I’m uh- glad your back.” You suddenly realized what you just said and began to trip over your words. “I-I mean it’s just, I’m glad you're back with the team. It’s good when the whole squad is together, you know?” You mentally cursed at yourself. This conversation was tragic, from your perspective. Adler snorted in amusement as he flicked the ash of his cigarette.
“Yeah, sure darling, whatever you say,” he responded playfully. He put his cigarette back in his mouth and put his focus back on the table, moving gear around and emptying his bags. Darling. God, why did he have to be like that? You felt your face get even redder, you didn’t think that was possible. Your body felt frozen for a moment, and you eventually shook yourself out of it. You needed to evacuate.
“I need a coffee,” you said out loud, mostly to yourself. You hastily walked out the other side of the room and made your way to the kitchen. You turned on the lights and leaned against the counter. You sighed as you tried to recover from that conversation. You must’ve sounded like a fool. Why couldn’t you just be normal around him? You shook your head, there was no sense dwelling on it. You began to get together what you needed to brew a pot of coffee. You set up the coffee pot, pressed the button to brew, and waited for coffee to pour into the pot. The familiar smell of the liquid filled your nostrils, and you hummed in satisfaction. You grabbed your favorite mug out of the cabinet and began to pour.
“Pour me a cup, would you?”
You gasped in surprise as Adler’s voice rang in your ears. You turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, arms folded, still with that damned smirk on his face. You sighed as you turned to grab him a mug. You finished pouring your own cup and began to pour into Adler’s cup. You focused on pouring as you heard footsteps gradually approaching you. Suddenly, you feel the warmth of another body only inches behind you.
“Adler?”
“You know,” he began, speaking low. You felt a pair of strong hands rest on your shoulders, his thumbs gently pressing into your muscles. “I’m glad I’m back, too,” he said simply. Your face was again hot, his hands felt so good. The simple touch was enough to send electricity through your body. He gently turned you around to face him. He placed a hand under your chin, and moved your head to look up at him. “To be honest, I thought about that pretty face of yours a little more than I’m willing to admit.”
You were completely shellshocked. This was the last thing you had expected from Adler, let alone this early in the morning. You looked up at him wide-eyed, as he caressed your face. “And I thought about how you looked at me when you thought I wouldn’t notice.” Your breathing hitched at his words. He knew all along, how much you’d lose yourself in your head just admiring him. He looked down at you through his shades. Even though you couldn’t see his eyes, you could feel how intense his gaze was. “And I’d also think about how you had no idea how much I wanted to get back to you, so we could have a moment like this.” His words were like honey, dripping from his lips to your ears.
He held your face in his hand as he slowly brought his lips to yours. You were shocked, but immediately gave in for him. You always thought the many nights you’d lay in bed fantasizing about what it could be like to kiss him were just wasted moments. But now, you didn’t have to imagine anymore. You kissed him back with the same passion, showing him without words that you felt the same, and showing him how much you truly missed him. His lips were rough but he treated you with care. You could sense how hungry he was for you, and that made you shiver in delight.
He broke the kiss, and you quietly whined in protest. It was only a moment before he began kissing down your neck, gently nipping and sucking your tender flesh. You tried your best not to let out a moan, but you couldn’t help it. You moaned softly at his touch.
“Adler…”
“It’s Russ,” he replied, lips still on your neck. “Call me Russ,” he whispered, and continued his attack on your skin. You nodded and felt his strong hands wrap around your waist, and push you against the island in the middle of the kitchen. You could sense how much he was holding back, trying to be at least a little bit of a gentleman. It made you smile, but also extremely hot, thinking about his potential. He continued to kiss and suck on your neck. There was definitely going to be a mark there, and that definitely was Adler’s goal.
Suddenly, you felt Adler’s hands around your body, lifting you up with ease onto the counter. His lips met yours once again, this time with more force. He rested his hands on your hips, gently moving your sweater and shirt out of the way so his fingers were resting on your bare skin. You shuddered at his touch, feeling more and more desire with every second.
“Russ, I-,” you broke the kiss and whispered suddenly. “What if someone wakes up and comes down here?” As much as you were enjoying this, that tiny thought was rattling around in your head. Adler smirked and brought his lips to your ear.
“Well then I guess you’re gonna have to keep quiet, huh?” He whispered back seductively, his words going right to your core. “Can you do that, darling?” You nodded in agreement and he smirked at your response. “Good, you just tell me if you want to stop.” He gently began to lift up your sweater and shirt all in one, looking at you for the go ahead before he pulled them completely off, leaving your bare chest exposed to the cool air. Adler looked down and admired your body. “God, more gorgeous than I imagined.” He suddenly attacked your collarbone, giving it the same treatment he did on your neck.
You brought your hands down to the hem of his shirt, gently pulling to signal you wanted him shirtless as well. He pulled away and chuckled as he lifted his shirt off his body with ease, leaving you both topless. Your eyes widened as you took in his thick chest. He grabbed your hands and brought them to his pectorals. “I know you’ve been dying to do that since the day we met,” he teased.
“I definitely have,” you admitted softly. Your lips met once again, both of you groping the other with delight. You felt his hand travel down your stomach, to the hem of your pants, and gently tease with them. His light touch made the heat in your center more and more intense. He continued to tease your hem until he boldly slid his fingers between your legs, feeling you through the thin fabric of your pants. You knew you were wet already, but feeling him gently caress you drove you mad, and you involuntarily throbbed at his touch. “Oh, Russ,” you breathily moaned into his ear. He kissed the shell of your ear and softly shushed you.
“Shhh, I got you baby,” he whispered, his fingers maintaining a steady rhythm. Your hands bravely made their way down to his jeans, slowly reaching for noticeable bulge in his pants. He groaned into your neck as he felt you gently grab his hardness, trying to match the rhythm of his hand. You felt him start to slowly thrust into your touch. For a few moments it was just you and him, panting into each other's ears as you teased each other ruthlessly. Adler was fully hard at this point, and you could tell he was getting a bit impatient.
“I need to fuck you,” he whispered into your ear, his voice aching with desire. “Would you let me? Right here on the counter?” He knew what he was doing. His words had you feeling dizzy with lust.
“Mmhmm,” you responded. You didn’t have the words right now, just the feeling of want. Suddenly, you felt his fingers dip into your pants, pulling them down as you lifted your hips to assist him. You were now bare naked, sprawled on the counter for Adler to see. You blushed as he looked over you.
“Fucking perfect,” he praised, trailing his thumb down to your center and gently rubbing your clit. You moaned slightly louder at his bare touch. The pad of his thumb was rough, but it was enough friction to keep you wanting more. He dipped a finger into you lightly, feeling how much you were actually dripping at his touch. The pace of his thumb quickened a bit as he used his other hand to undo his belt, pulling it through the loops in one swift motion. He undid the button on his jeans and shrugged them and his underwear down his thighs, just enough to allow his cock to spring free. You looked down and saw his hardened length, feeling yourself tighten at the sight. He pulled back for you to get a good look. You licked your lips instinctively and he chuckled. “You like what you see?” He asked. You nodded eagerly and reached your hand down to feel his erection. He groaned softly at your touch, as you gave him a few lazy strokes. You pulled him back in for a kiss as you continued to pleasure eachother.
“Please, Russ,” you begged. “Please, fuck me.” That was all it took for him to push you back gently and spread your legs wide. He teased your clit a bit more as he looked you in the eye, as if he was asking for permission. You nodded, and suddenly his hardened cock was pushing inside you slowly. You moaned as quietly as you could as you felt him gently stretch you to accommodate his size.
“Fuuuuck,” he moaned into your ear. “You feel so fucking good.” He pushed himself in all the way to the base. He let you adjust for a moment before he slowly pulled back, and back in, creating a deliciously tortuous pace. You were a mess, feeling the overwhelming pleasure as he thrusted in and out slowly. You held your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans. Adler gently began to increase the pace, returning his thumb to your clit as well. You let out a particularly louder whine at his touch. He laughed and shushed you again, trying to fight his own groans of pleasure.
He was now thrusting at a steady pace, both of your bodies moving in sync. His groans were getting more rapid and he could feel you tightening around his thick cock. “Fuck, I think I’m getting close.” As he spoke, you could feel your own release getting closer. The delicious thrust of his cock combined with the increased pressure on your clit was getting too much to handle.
“M-me too,” you stuttered, feeling your whole body aching in pleasure. He smiled wide, and suddenly moved his hand to his face to remove his glasses.
“Let me feel you let go, baby,” he said, making eye contact with you, his blue eyes meeting yours. You put your hand over your mouth to muffle the sound of you reaching your peak. You came hard, moaning into your hand as your walls throbbed around him. You heard him let out another moan as you rode out your orgasm. “Fuck,” he cursed. Suddenly, he pulled out, spilling himself onto your stomach. He let out one final groan as he fell over you, giving you a passionate kiss.
The world stopped for a moment as you both lay there in eachothers arms, panting and shaking. Adler looked up at you, and smiled wide. You smiled back at him as you began to giggle. He began to quietly laugh as well.
“We should probably clean up before anyone else wakes up,” you finally spoke, still coming down from your high. Adler straightened up and pulled you with him. He caressed your face with his hand and gave you a kiss on the forehead.
“How about that cup of coffee now?”