A/N This is the first Colifer one shot I've written, but I plan to do many more. I usually go by prompts, so request some on my tumblr (longlivejmo) or twitter (long_live_jmo). Tell me what you think of this one!

Jennifer would spend the weekend away in LA again. So they'd gone to celebrate Colin's birthday early. Only them two. There was a bar downtown that she had suggested and they would meet up there after filming. Up until this night, they'd only been friends, the occasional flirt here and there. Maybe intentionally, though she wouldn't admit it, Jen had worn a tight dress that ended at the middle of her thigh. Leaving little to the imagination.
Colin was waiting for her already when she walks in to the bar, the sound of her heels marking her steps toward him. She gives him a soft smile as she sits next to him.
"Hey," he smiles back and kisses her cheek in a friendly gesture.
"Happy early birthday," she says softly into his ear. The smell of his cologne making her pleasurably dizzy.
"Right, we came here to celebrate," he chuckles and calls the bartender. He asks for some red wine.
As soon as it arrives, she gives him a dazzling smile. "You know me so well," she says as she lifts up her glass to take a drink. Colin just smiles and drinks some of his own.
After an hour of talking and three glasses of wine, Colin orders something stronger.
"Loosen up," he chuckles as he sees Jen's look of disapproval at the two shots of tequila in front of her. "Take a risk."
Jennifer takes one, she wouldn't let him make fun of her for this later.
After a couple of those, she places her elbow on the bar and the side of her face in her hand. She turns to Colin, "I think…" she's struggling to form a coherent thought, "we should go…"
He nods as he puts his glass down, "You're right." He stands up and takes her hand and she gets up. "Come with me?" She doesn't say anything but takes a step forward, her heel wobbles and she nearly falls but Colin takes her in his arms. Their faces are so close. So close.
Jen doesn't think, the next thing she knows, her lips are on Colin's. She can taste the alcohol when her tongue slips into his opened mouth. He grunts and manages to pull away.
He gives her a look, as if deciding what to do next. He takes her hand again and leads her outside. "What?" she whispers, "where are…" Before she can finish, his lips are on hers again. A fire had been lit inside him, something wonderful he hasn't felt before. "Come with me, tonight?" He whispers into her ear.
Her stomach twists with want, and she doesn't refuse. She squeezes his hand and that's all the confirmation he needs.

He'd gotten them a room in a hotel downtown, just for tonight. A one time thing.
As soon as they get to their room, he opens the door and this time, she's the one to kiss him as soon as they're inside. They were both drunk, but not enough to forget everything. Still they knew they would only regret it if they didn't take this chance. "I want…" She breaths against his neck.
"You…" he finishes her sentence.
Soon, they're tearing at each other's clothes, and lying naked under the sheets together. Colin's kissing her and kissing her, all over her neck and down her collarbone. She moans a little when he reaches her breast. The sound only making him go further. "Colin…" she tangles her hands in his hair. He looks up, and she nods. He brings his lips to hers again and aligns his body against hers. She gasps at the feeling but he soon slips in, slowly, and then slamming in all at once, desperate. She gasps louder and her fingernails dig into his back. He's stretching her deliciously and she can't take it anymore. "Move," she breaths. He nods and slowly begins to move against her. She grips him tighter as she nearly reaches her breaking point. He moves faster, and faster still. "Come on…" he moans and tangles his hands in her hair. His words bring her over the edge and he quickly follows her.
She's gasping for air, he's pressed up against her. "I…" she tries.
"Don't speak," he gives her an urgent kiss. "Sleep." He slips out of her and lies beside her.
Tangled up, they fall asleep very quickly.

The next morning, when he wakes, she's not there. He slowly stands and looks in the bathroom, but she's gone. There's a note on the bedside table, "Not again" it reads.