*First seven paragraphs entirely belong to SJMaas. From the short story The Assassin and the Empire :)*

When she felt the brush of his tongue against hers, she was so full of lightning she thought she might die from the rush of it. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

She couldn't hold him tight enough, kiss him fast enough. A growl rumbled in the back of his throat, so full of need she felt it in her core. Lower than that, actually.

She pushed him against the wall, and his hands roamed all over her back, her sides, her hips. She wanted to bask in the feeling- wanted to rip off her suit so she could feel his calloused hands against her bare skin. The intensity of her desireswept her away.

She didn't give a damn about the sewers. Or Doneval, or Philip, or Arobynn.

Sam's lips left her mouth to travel along her neck. They grazed a spot beneath her ear and her breath hitched.

No, she didn't give a damn about anything right now.

Sam pulled away, smiling and Aelin's heart jumped. Damn the gods. She was going to get what she wanted before it was too late. "Let's go home," she whispered against Sam's ear, nibbling at the top of it.

Sam groaned and nodded.

The two reached the apartment faster than either would have thought possible. Caelena fumbled with the lock and barely managed to get the door open before Sam's lips were on hers again, filling her with raw need. She pressed the tip of her boot to the door to shut it and shoved him against the door.

The oxygen had vanished from Caelena's lungs, but, gods above, she wasn't about to stop. Sam slid off the sweat-soaked shirt he was wearing and Caelena's nails scraped across his chest. He grunted and bowed his head. "Dammit, Caelena, I'm not going to be able to stop if you keep doing this."

"That's the point." Caelena grinned wickedly.

Sam met her eyes. "You're sure?"

Caelena nodded and fixed her lips to his again. "You need that suit off," Sam mumbled huskily.

Caelena raised her eyebrows. "Then take it off."

Sam's fingers grazed her skin as he undid the zipper of the suit; soon it was pooling around her ankles. Suddenly Caelena was slightly self-conscious of the many scars covering her body.

Sam noticed. "Caelena...you're perfect." His hands traced her scars softly. Caelena's breath hitched again and she smiled.

She tugged at Sam's pants and he aided her at sliding them off. She then pulled him to the bed.

Sam almost tackled her onto the bed as his hands roamed all over her bare skin. He kissed all over her scars and by the second she was feeling more aroused.

She pulled his head up to hers and locked lips. His fingers started rubbing circles around her entrance. Caelena moaned as her breath came faster. "Sam…"

He stopped for a minute. "Yes?"

"Don't-" his fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot- "tease!"

Sam gave her a teasing smile. "Fine, then."

His fingers slid inside her and damn it felt good. She rubbed her hips against his fingers, aching for more friction. Sam abruptly removed his fingers.

Caelena frowned at him. "Really?" she arched an eyebrow and began to grind against him.

Sam groaned. "Now? Please?" he begged as she ground harder.

She nodded. Sam slid inside her and for a moment she hurt. Sam stayed still. In a few more seconds, the pain was gone, replaced by an ache. She lifted her hips up to his and they set a fast pace.

Before long, both of them were crying the other's name as they released.

Sam wrapped his arm around Caelena as she slept, curled next to him. "I love you," he whispered in her ear.

*Sorry if there were any inconsistencies. I couldn't remember the suit very well :) Please R I'm open to requests too!*