Happy bday Sab! Your other gift! Enjoy;-)

Oneshot for 3.03. Will make this a collection and post other oneshots for episodes I wrote long ago but took down in a moment of heat, and Sab has long argued for that I should repost. So yeah here we go...

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His Perfect Girl

He returned the lingering kiss slowly, cautiously resting his hands on her hips. So far it was rare she was this slow and caring when they were together, usually it was more fun, light teasing and sexy. This kiss was different, it made him feel like maybe he wasn't the only one putting more into this than they spoke of. That maybe she felt a little of it, too. He knew very well that at this point they or he couldn't speak of his feelings, of how much he wanted her not just in brief moments, lunches, or nightly visits, but he wanted her in every moment, in every way.

He wanted her in the early morning hours before work, in the weekends to wake up and cuddle with her instead of rushing off somewhere, nights on the couch lounging together, and he could go on. He couldn't find a moment he didn't want her in, and with wanting her he didn't meant sex, at least not only sex, he meant everything, everything she was willing to offer up he would take, he was like a starving man for her. Needing more all the time, because a little could never be enough when it came to Alicia.

He had been in love with her ever since Georgetown, he had never loved anyone else, and at this point he highly doubted he would ever love anyone beside his dark haired siren, who had spell-bound him from the first moment he saw her at their orientation party. So he just kept sitting there, enjoying the softness of her lips, and her gentle hands on his face, as she kissed him slowly. It was also a strange feeling she usually gave up control with them, it was him that kissed her most of the time, him that guided them, but for once she was the one in complete control, and he didn't mind the least, it made it even better that it was such a slow and tender kiss she was giving him. One that continued, because when breath became too hard to catch she broke the kiss between them, but not the contact, as she straddled his lap after having pulled up her skirt. He expected her to speed things up, and when she didn't it surprised him further. Instead, she just rested her head against his shoulder for a moment.

He felt the light brush of her lips against his neck, making him shudder a little, and his muscles tense, while he at the same time grew completely hard from desire. It still shocked him how little it took with his perfect girl because that was what she was to him - his perfect girl, the one he had always wanted and seemed to finally have, at least in a small way. He couldn't help it no matter how much he loved this intimacy shared with her right now, he needed to kiss her again. How could he not, here in the privacy of the room he was free to kiss her, that was something he wasn't free to do much of otherwise.

Truth be told, when he had first found out they might need to stay in the hotel all weekend his heart had done somersaults in happiness. They might need to work, but it still meant he would get to spent a weekend, where he would otherwise not have seen her, since it was her weekend with the kids, with her away from the prying eyes of their colleagues, and the public and whoever else in the world that might have issues with the fact that Will Gardner was hopelessly in love with Alicia Florrick, and that he for the first time ever had his girl.

Yes Celeste was dangerous or she could be, and originally he feared Alicia would take it differently than she had, after all with her past he guessed it would only have been normal, even though she would have nothing to worry about, after all what should he with the title as Chicago's 16th most eligible bachelor do when all he wanted was the woman currently in his lap, when she was all he had ever wanted, and could ever imagine wanting. Still it had made him nervous, learning his ex was their opponent, fearing what his romantic past could do to Alicia. And he had been relieved when she took it the way she did, that even now when he told her Celeste would try to play her, she didn't minded but went with it. He hoped that meant she trusted his devotion to her, that she really had nothing to fear as to Will Gardner all the other girls were erased when the chance of Alicia was in the picture.

He moved them a little so he could kiss her again, pouring all his love and longing for her in. A kiss meant to tell her what he couldn't say to her yet, because he would risk upsetting the waters surrounding their tentative new relationship. A kiss that led to more, as he gently moved them so they lay down on the bed, gently removing her ruby-red suit, a color both suiting and scary on her, because of how tempting and sinful it always made her look, a color speaking of both passion and love, after all red was the color of both, and a color he personally loved her in. As he removed it he placed gentle kisses all over her body, while stroking her skin softly with tentative fingertips tracing her curves.

He moved off the bed and pulled her to the edge before he slid his hands up her thighs, catching her black lace panties and gently pulling them down and off her. Alicia was whimpering and skimming in anticipation. He knew by now fully well she loved this so he wasn't surprised by the loud groan of pleasure that escaped her as he slide his tongue over her folds in a gentle sweep, tasting her wetness. He circled her most sensitive spot with the tip of it before taking a long lick of her once more, making her moan deeply.

It was a motion he kept up, circling her sensitive spot and then taking a long lick of her, before repeating the first part again, when her thighs fastened around his head and her hands went to his hair holding him to her, letting him know she was close so he thrust his tongue into her soaking opening in quick movements, feeling her clench down on it. He kept that up a little, enjoying the taste of her before he moved his lips and tongue back up to where it would give her the most pleasure while he slowly pushed two fingers into her, curling them up and reaching her inner wall, a movement that had her moaning and twisting away in pleasure. His other hand was coming to the rescue and holding her down, helping her intensify the pleasure, he continued this until she finally fell over the edge.

He continued letting his fingers slide in and out of her slowly while she rode it out, giving her the most pleasure possible, and before getting up he placed a soft kiss on her stomach. He took a moment to undress before he joined her back on the bed, covering her body with his and kissing her on the lips deeply as she spread her legs wrapping them around him. And as he slid into her slowly inch for inch he couldn't help thinking that he loved her, more than she would ever know. But he knew he couldn't tell her, so instead he made love to her slowly and gently, hoping this would maybe convey even just a sliver of what he felt for Alicia Florrick, even if it was still unspoken. Because he loved her, Alicia, his perfect girl.