A/N: Rated "M"

SLAM!

Jane's back slammed Weller's apartment door open, her legs wrapped around his waist, fingers running through his soft hair, while he tried to find some part of the door to close it shut, but he didn't and let it slowly close by itself while he placed his hand behind her head, dragging her closer to his burning body. Whatever worry, or conflict she had before, she pushed it aside thinking it was too much. Jane didn't want to think. She wanted to be, to feel. She reached out and gently placed her hand on his chest, pulling away for just a moment as she studied the way they were pressed against each other and felt the warmth of his chest coming to meet hers and inhaled the pleasant scent of his cologne. She pressed herself into him as he came to meet her, attracted by some desirable force of nature that contained of nothing, only the passion between them.

And then it took its own life.

Weller set Jane on the table as they flew to each other, interlocking their mouths, and hand,s crossing that boundary line and deeply tasted and touched each other with a fury of hunger fired by fascination and yearning. A test of their passion. Weller softly placed his hand under her shirt, the tips of his cool fingers making Jane shudder and pulled it over her head, hearing it drop to the floor. His mouth left hers to miss the bottom part of her cheek and then her ear, feeling his abdomen flex when she arched her head upward as Weller gnawed at the soft flesh between her collarbone and neck. Jane stirred and began to lift his shirt, her fingertips tracing the lines of his toned body. Weller was making a venture out of her pants, so she slowly leaned back, never breaking the contact and slipped them off and straddled his waist again, his arms snaking around her back and lifted her as he carefully walked backwards toward his room.

Weller tugger her closer, his tongue finding the depth and deliciousness of her open mouth while she explored his, the taste, texture. The heat between them filled the gap as she felt Weller's hand trace up to the back of her bra and unclasped it as he walked them backwards. When Jane's calves hit the mattress, she slowly fell back, pulling him closer and softy landed on the bed. Jane reached down, unhooking his belt and then undid his zipper.

"Jane, if you don't want this now's the time to tell me to stop." Weller whispered as he stared directly in her eyes.

"Just shut up." She smiled and kissed him.

She could feel her heart pounding high in her chest, the tense excitement taking over her as the rhythm matched Weller's heart. All her conflicted thoughts she threw out the window, and closed it shut. She felt new, reborn, most of all she felt wanted. She clung to Weller, wanting the longing touch all over her body, exploring every move, every taste, every touch, and every bite to satisfy the aching need. Their minds never processed the questions that were in the back of their minds because they could finally act without a case weighing them down, without the fear, the worry. That never crossed them.

Jane tugged on the back of his hair, hearing a moan mixed with pain and pleasure as he whispered her name between their lips, like it was something special that captured him. Weller pulled away, trailing slow bites down her cheek, neck and abdomen as a shudder traveled up her back, the hairs on her body standing from the intensity. She was mesmerized by every gentle touch, feeling her pulse run through her blood, and the feel of his soft lips against her skin made her tightly clench the sheets as a moan left her mouth.

Their bodies clashed into each other, the heat filling the rest of the empty space as the pure pleasure captivated their emotional level, casting out the moans as the elation of their passion enthralled over them. Weller intertwined one of their hands together, letting it rest above Jane's head as the heat ignited in the depths of their movements. Kurt Weller was her core. Weller let out a satisfying moan, grunting her name at her lips in pure pain and pleasure.

He moved into her as the muffled sounds of his name bared through her teeth, the perspiration dripping from the corners, her nails clawing at his back and shoulders leaving distinct red lines, his hands running through her hair, mouth making a project out of her body. Jane felt the bed move above her head, seeing Weller's arms placed on either side of her as she stared into his affectionate blue eyes, a look she hasn't seen cross his features before. It left a warm feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"You are beautiful." Weller genuinely whispered, his heart racing faster. Jane smiled.

She dragged him forward again, the feeling of his soft lips sent a new wave through her as a new round of pulsations began, pouring out the affection into every play they immersed. Kurt moved his mouth down the side of her neck, making a mark that told her she belonged to him. No one else. A groan escaped her mouth. When everything finally slowed, stopped, Weller settle to the left of Jane, a genuine smile tugging at the corners, his tracing the side of her cheek and then kissed each of her knuckles, slowly, one by one, a tingling sensation rousing in her.

"Are we. . . good?" Jane suddenly asked in wary voice.

"Yeah. We're good, Jane." She could practically feel his smile reverberating in the dark of the room. She did the same and smiled.

BUZZ!

BUZZ!

BUZZ!

Kurt sighed aloud, quickly finding his phone tossed on the floor and read the message Reed had sent them. He didn't want to go back to the office; he'd rather stay with Jane and enjoy the night. Jane propped herself on her elbow, brows furrowed in confusion. She knew exactly what it was for.

"They need us back at the office." Weller said in a tired voice. Jane reluctantly held in a sigh, shaking her head side to side.

"They can handle themselves without us for awhile, Kurt." Jane curtly said, a grin forming on her face.

"You want to go again?" He hysterically asked as a light chuckle drifted between the two.

"Let's make it three."

A/N: I really had no intention of doing another chapter, but someone had wanted a smut scene so I took the liberty of writing one. Not sure how it really turned out because this is the third time I've ever written something like this. It was actually kinda tempting to write. I started to wonder how they would go down and I guess this is how I envisioned it.

Mistakes are mine!