The fairest minor matter in the World

Summary: Loosely connected one-shots of our favourite duo doing the deed. Smut ensue.

A/N: I know, I know, I'm supposed to work on "I DREAM of you", but I'm suffering from a serious kind of writer's block AGAIN at the moment and I just can't get myself to finish the next chapter. But I'm working on it and you should have it soon. Promise!

But you know I can always write smut. ;-)

When Rick wakens the next day, he instantly feels cold, alone in his king-size bed. While he begins to wonder where his wife could have gone he starts to smell all sorts of delicious things from the kitchen.

'Uhm, she made coffee...' he thinks, 'And eggs and bacon... Why the hell am I still lying here?'

He jumps up, his legs tangle up in the sheets and he almost falls to the ground. He looks around, only to be sure, and is relieved that no one has seen him. He can only guess how hilarious he must've looked like. He grabs one of his soft silky boxers from the dresser and slips quickly into it before he leaves the bedroom.

When he enters the kitchen Kate stands there at the stove that is build into an island in the middle of the room. His blood rushes south quickly at the image of her cooking for him, only covered in a soft, white towel, her hair still wet from a shower she must've already taken this morning without his notice.

When she sees him coming towards her a smile is splitting her face, the one she only reserves for him and which even he sees rarely. The one he knows means 'I love you'.

"Morning, beautiful." he whispers softly into her ear, embracing her from behind, inhaling her unique smell mixed with his shampoo and the eggs and the bacon sizzling in the pan before them. He'll never get rid of this special combination.

She hums in anticipation when he trails soft kisses up her ear and down her neck, the eggs almost forgotten. When she turns in his arms and starts to kiss him passionately he can barely manage to turn off the stove so the eggs won't get burned and they wouldn't literally set the kitchen on fire.

Then all coherent thought is erased from his brain by her talented mouth and tongue and her long fingers that started to trail up and down his back.

"Shouldn't we eat a bit to -"

"No..."

"But, Rick I'm starving and -"

"The you shouldn't kiss me like this..." he groans and pushes her against the counter, pressing his already grown erection hard into her lower abdomen.

"Lesson learned." she laughs and grabs his manhood while biting softly into his shoulder, knowing perfectly well that this would really drive him wild.

He groans into her hair, fumbling with the towel until it falls to the floor and he can see her in all her glorious beauty.

"God, you're so beautiful. You're just too good to be true." he moans, taking her into his arms again and pressing her body to his in a swift motion.

"You're not so bad yourself." she answers with this special smile oh her lips again, brushing her hands through his hair and urges his mouth on hers. He kisses his way downwards until he reaches one of her hardened nipple. His tongue darts out, hard and hot, driving her crazy and it doesn't take a long time until they're both panting with need. She grabs his head again, urging him um to her mouth to kiss him desperately, while her hands stroke the soft hairs at his back, right above his boxers and in the next second she falls down on her knees and takes his boxers with her to the ground. Admiring his member she comes up again, both of her hands playing around his belly button and then trailing lower until she can grab his member with both hands, massaging him hard.

He enjoys the feel of her talented hands around him for a short time, but then, unable to stand still he places his hands on her derriere to knead the soft flesh there.

"Wait a moment." he grunts out, breaking away from her reluctantly to pick the towel back up from the floor, placing it onto the kitchen island in save distance from the stove.

He grabs her ass again, lifts her up and sets her onto the towel. She spreads her legs willingly and they share another passionate kiss in a tight embrace.

His erections presses against her core already, as if this counter would have been made just for them and just for this purpose and when she grabs his member and wants him to enter her already, he just shakes his head and whispers a 'Not yet' in between little kisses he trails down her neck to her breasts. He plays a little with each one, then descends further to her belly button while she leans back on her elbows to give him better access. His tongue darts out and dips into it, once, twice and some more letting more heat spread from her core into her body.

When he licks his way even further down her breathing is already hard and wetness is pooling between her legs. He's moving so torturing slowly and the anticipation is just killing her.

He reaches the little triangle of her fine pubic hair that she didn't shave off this morning unlike the rest of it, licks his way around it until he reaches his destiny. While his hands move slowly upwards on the insides of her tights he places a few hot kisses on her sensitive spot, letting his tongue swirl around it slowly, but then he sucks hard eliciting a surprised groan from his wife.

"God, Rick, come on. I can't stand it any longer. I need you inside me. I need to feel you. Please."

To hear her beg is too much for him. He stands up quickly, looks shortly into her eyes where he finds all the understanding he needs and then enters her hard in one swift move, while sucking her lower lip into his mouth and biting down hard.

She cries out, enjoying this sweet pain immensely, grabbing his shoulder with one hand, holding her to him while she steadies herself with the other hand on the towel. With every trust he pushes even harder and she meets him half the way every single time.

It's been quite a while since they had this rough and quick sex. The used to have it at the beginning of their relationship over four years ago, mostly after an unsettling case or after having been forced apart for a while when he was away to promote his books and their relationship wasn't made official so she couldn't go with him. Or after a fight. They had their best sex after their fights.

But in the last years it's been more gently, filled with love and care for each other. They took they're time with each other, enjoying themselves and their bodies. Which was great, too. But both of them had longed for this hard and quick sex for quite a while and now they both realised how much they missed it.

It didn't take long for them to cry out in ecstasy, collapsing onto the counter, breathing hard.

"We should do this more often..." Rick pants, kissing her neck.

"What? Sex? We're barely doing anything else since we're here." she laughs.

"No. Yeah... I mean..." he stumbles, taking a moment to look her into the eyes.

"This way." she answers for him, then kissing him hungrily, again so very ready for more.