If We Do

Warning! This is porn. This is pure 100% 5000 words of actual fucking.

It's actually so hard to write a realistic situation where these two could be sexually involved while keeping them in character. I felt like friends with benefits would be the closest to cannon. It was either this or angsty break up sex... Which I might still write. I'd put these two around twenty years old in this.

-Enjoy!-

They had a few very simple rules for when they did this. One, don't talk about work, in fact, don't talk at all. Two, if anyone is uncomfortable at any time, the safe word is "help." And three, never speak of what happened behind closed doors. Outside the walls of the hotel room, they were still enemies, and they weren't to let what they were doing keep them from work. Nothing too out of the ordinary for two people with their type of arrangement. But there was one rule, unspoken of course, that neither of them knew that they were already breaking. This was just sex. It wasn't meant to evolve, to become something more. Rule number four, don't fall in love.

They had started their arrangement a little over three months ago. To say that the two of them were under a lot of stress at the time was an understatement. They had both been training vigorously, and missions had become harder, more dangerous. The result was the two of them becoming tense and sleep deprived. Both of them were off their game while fighting, and the fact that Doctor Claw's schemes were slowly becoming more overcomplicated and ludicrous didn't help one bit. It was obvious that they both desperately needed to blow off some steam. It started out as just an innocent meet up for coffee. Which then become a slightly less innocent video game tournament in Penny's living room, which quickly escalated to a definitely not innocent at all mess on the couch. It was after that first secret rendevous that they came up with this agreement. Every Friday night they would meet at a nearby hotel and do whatever their twisted minds desired. It was meant to be a stress reliever. Just that and nothing more. There were weeks where Friday night was the only thing that she would look forward to. After a long, hard, week of work there was nothing more exciting than arriving at the hotel, key card in hand, and opening the door to a room reserved just for them. This night was no exception.

"Room 320. 8:30. I'll meet you there." She reread his message again, fiddling with her key card as the elevator slowly ascended. She took a breath and smoothed out her skirt. It was a much shorter skirt than the ones that she was used to wearing, stopping at her mid-thigh, but she thought it looked sexy. She hoped that he would find it sexy too. However, it was Talon, he'd think that she was sexy if she wore a paper bag. Her heart always beat just a bit faster when she thought about him. The anticipation of seeing him, the thought of what he was going to do to her, sent a tingling feeling down her spine. There had always been an unspoken attraction between the two of them, one that they had only begun addressing a few short months ago. At the time they had thought of the attraction as purely physical, simple lust and nothing more. They were both convinced that there was no love there. Neither one of them even wanted to consider the possibility of love. And even if they did feel even the slightest hint of love for one another, they would never admit it. They had a good thing going, fight one another six days a week, and literally screw each other over on the seventh. Feelings would just make things complicated. If their respective agencies ever found out about what they were doing, there would be hell to pay. Which meant that the two of them had to be very, very quiet about their arrangement. The secrecy only made it all the more exciting.

The elevator let out a loud ding as it reached the third floor. Penny stepped out, the clacking of her heels echoing in the empty hallway. Her heels were tall and black, the shoes dug into her heels and toes, she couldn't wait until she could take them off. Heels were necessary for her secret excursions with her mortal enemy. Talon had always been taller than her, but in the six years she'd known him, he had grown at least a foot. Penny sauntered down the hallway a bit too quickly, as she was anxious to get to the room. Even if she knew he wasn't there yet. She slid the keycard into the appropriate slot, and twisted the doorknob. A blast of cool air hit her face the moment she walked into the hotel room. She kicked off her heels immediately. Screw the height difference, high heels sucked. She placed her purse on the bedside table, then she sent him a text, letting him know that she arrived, and made a dash for the bathroom. She splashed water in her face, she touched up her makeup, and she waited. She was looking forward to seeing him, even if it was just for a playdate. She couldn't wait to have his hands wandering across every curve of her body, she longed to have his lips kissing every inch of her skin. She was excited to have his strong arms wrapped around her waist, his dark eyes gazing into her's lovingly- Except it wasn't love. She sighed and tried her best to remind herself. It didn't matter if they were hooking up, it was just sex, there was no real love between them. Some nights she wondered if the passion they had felt towards one another was more than just infatuation. But she abandoned all hope of the two of them ever getting together. Whether she liked it or not, they were still enemies. She couldn't let a stupid feeling that she may or may not feel towards him get in the way of that. They were enemies. They were not lovers. They were fuckbuddies. That was the word for it. Someone that one only screws when they're bored.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her golden hair still tied into twin tails at either side of her head. She wondered if she should take them out. She always felt sexier with her hair down. However, she opted to leave her hair up for the time being. She smoothed out her skirt again, a red plaid skirt that was reminiscent of a schoolgirl, then she tucked the flowy white blouse she wore into the skirt. She looked down at her chest, while she was in no way large, she had a fair amount of cleavage. She unbuttoned the first three buttons, the neck now falling dangerously low on her body in a way that could only be described as flirty. She was reapplying a coat of pink lip gloss when she heard the door open.

"Penny?" She heard his familiar voice call through the thin bathroom walls.

She opened the bathroom door to see him standing there, clad in a dark grey tee shirt that perfectly accentuated his muscular arms, a pair of dark wash jeans sat low on his hips. She noticed his eyes slowly travelling up and down her body, memorizing every inch of her being. He thought that she was absolutely stunning. Then his eyes travelled up to her's. His eyes were the colour of dark chocolate, and they held a certain amount of mystery inside of them. Every time he looked at her, she was taken back to the moment she first saw him, the first time he stole her heart. He's been stealing a tiny bit more of her heart every day since, but she knew that she could never give him her whole heart. She noticed a small smile creep onto his face as he gazed longingly into her sapphire eyes, a smile that made her want to smile every time she saw it.

"Hey." She greeted with a smirk.

"Hi." He replied, one of his arms slowly sneaking its way around her waist.

"How was your week?" She asked.

"Fucking terrible." He replied, his other hand finding a place at the back of her neck.

"Same." Penny sighed, wrapping her arms around his torso and pulling him closer.

She could feel the heat radiating off of him. She could smell his cologne, a musky scent that filled her senses with overwhelming desire. His scent had always been one of her favourites. It was nice, just holding one another, but they both knew that they needed more. They needed to touch one another, drink each other up. They needed to forget every stupid little thing in their lives, even if it was for just a little while. She could feel his hands slowly travelling lower on her body, his hot breath tickled the crevice of her neck.

"Is there anything specific that you want tonight?" She asked, trying to make her voice as low and sultry as she could.

After three months of being with him regularly she could confidently say that she knew every spot that made him tick. She could point out all of the sweet spots on her playmate's body and she knew exactly how to turn him into a puddle of mush, knew how to make him unwind before her.

"You," He whispered, his hands lingering just below her hips. "Just you."

She smirked, tilting her head up and capturing his lips with her's. His mouth was hot and his lips were soft, and he tasted like peppermint. She had kissed him many times before, but no matter how many times she kissed him, it always felt the same. She felt warm and gooey inside, like she could just melt into his embrace and be happy there. It was like lightning running through the both of them, sending a shockwave coursing through their bodies. It was electrifying and thrilling in the best possible way. Neither one of them wanted to stop. She could feel herself quickly becoming aroused already, she grinded against him to relieve some of the pressure, but that didn't stop the ache between her legs.

He broke the kiss first, looking down at her, his eyes hungry and filled with lust. He then attached his lips to her neck, slowly trailing down the sensitive crevice of her throat. He never bit, and he never sucked. As much as she wanted him to, she knew he couldn't. No marks, that was another rule. They couldn't risk anyone asking, nobody could find out about this.

Her hands travelled downward from his chest to his torso before gripping the hem of his shirt. The material caught between her fingers was flimsy, she was sure that if she pulled hard enough that she could tear his shirt in two. But she didn't. Instead she let out tiny groans of pleasure as the boy's mouth continued down from her throat to her collarbone. She felt his tongue travel lightly over her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Her fingers found their way under his shirt, his skin was smooth and soft, yet hard and chiseled at the same time. She slid her hands up under his shirt, quickly sliding the garment up over his head. She took a moment to trace the rigid lines of the man's torso. She had definitely developed a thing for abs during their meetings.

"My eyes are up here, princess." He joked, a smug grin crossing his face.

"Shut up." Penny whined in response, shoving him against the wall.

Talon swept the girl up in his arms and flipped them around. The blonde stared at him, her back pinned against the wall, her long legs wrapped around his waist. He held her firmly in place, his hands slowly travelling up her thigh. His touch felt like tiny little fireworks lighting off on her skin, it only added to the pressure between her legs. Dammit, she needed more. She bucked her hips as best she could, she could feel his hard member through the fabric of his trousers. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him into a long kiss. She smirked and bit his bottom lip, causing him to gasp. She could feel his hands under her skirt, kneading at her ass, eliciting tiny moans from the young woman. She could feel her body beginning to quake with desire, she needed him.

"Please." She moaned.

"Please what?" He inquired, his voice impossibly low and sultry. His mouth travelled from her lips to her ear, his teeth gently grazing the sensitive flesh of her earlobe. "I won't know what you want unless you tell me."

"Please touch me." She whimpered.

"Where?" He asked, his lips teasing her soft flesh.

"You choose." She answered.

She could feel him smiling against her skin, a warm feeling that made her heart rate increase. He removed his hands from her skirt and began slowly unbuttoning her blouse, exposing a lacy bra. It was black, impossibly tiny, and pushed her perky breasts up rather nicely. As lovely as the bra was, it was in the way of a much lovelier sight. He smirked deviously as he reached behind her and unhooked the bra before discarding the garment on the floor. Now they were both topless in the hotel room, pinned against a wall. He ran a hand over her smooth stomach, tracing the curve of her body before allowing himself to palm one of her perky breasts. He squeezed the sensitive flesh, twisting her pink nipples beneath his thumb. The blonde let out another groan. The sounds of her pleasure were some of his favourites. There was nothing he loved more than hearing her moan, her noises when she was aroused. He couldn't imagine anything hotter than listening to her.

"More." She breathed.

He smirked and took her other breast in his mouth, his tongue swirling around her sensitive flesh. She let out another strangled moan and bucked her hips against his again. The motion sent a wave of pleasure through his body. In that moment, he wanted nothing more than to throw her onto the bed and fuck her into the sheets. But another part of him knew that he had to take his time, he didn't want this to be over too fast. He sunk his teeth into her pink flesh, a tiny squeal came from the girl's lips. With his free hand he untied her ponytails, leaving her golden hair to flow freely. He wanted to bury his face in her soft hair and get lost in the scent of her shampoo. He brought his lips back up to her face, covering the young woman in sloppy kisses. Penny let out a small chuckle, wrapping her legs tighter around his torso.

"You have no idea what you do to me." He whispered between kisses.

"I think I have a little idea." Penny remarked with a roll of her eyes.

It wasn't like he could hide how turned on he was, she could feel his erection through his pants. She was filled with an odd sense of pride, knowing that she could get this kind of reaction from him. She attached her lips to his collarbone, trailing kisses up his neck. She could feel the soft hum of pleasure vibrating in his throat as she did. Lipstick stains tainted his skin, his sweat was now mixed with her perfume. It was absolutely perfect. She allowed her hands to travel down his torso, travelling lower until she found his hips, her touch felt like fire on his skin. She fumbled with the buckle on his belt for a moment, her legs still wrapped firmly around him.

"You know you've got to let go if you want to take my pants off." Talon teased, his voice coming out low and breathy.

Penny made a pouty face and hugged him tighter, causing a genuine smile to appear on the young man's face. He wrapped his arms around her, keeping her close to him. He loved having her close, feeling her soft skin slick with sweat against him. Everything that he had ever wanted was there in his arms, but he could never have her. He carried her over to the bed and gently lay her down on the mattress. She sunk into the duvet, which was soft and smelt vaguely of lavender detergent. He was hovering above her, resting comfortably between her legs, forehead resting gently against her's. He observed her for a moment, admiring the way her hair fell around her head like a golden halo. She was the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. She tried to unbuckle his belt again, this time managing to free him from his jeans. He was now wearing only his boxers, and she was in only her skirt and panties.

He smiled devilishly at her, his hands slowly travelling up her long, sexy legs. His touch made her entire body quiver, a small whine fell from her pink lips. He felt up her inner thigh, sending a jolt of pleasure straight between her legs. She needed him to touch her, to feel her up. Growing slightly impatient, she unzipped her skirt, allowing the fabric to fall away. The skirt was tossed aside and added to the growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor. His fingers continued their journey up her thigh until they met in the middle, greeted by a very lacy, very damp, pair of panties. The fact that she was wet enough to soak through the fabric aroused him. He gently thumbed her clit over her panties, causing a soft whine to escape her mouth. The sound of her pleasure, her want and desire, only made him even more turned on by her. He began kissing from her chest to her stomach, down every soft curve and crevice of her pale skin until he reached the hem of her sexy little panties. He trapped the lacy fabric between his teeth before slowly tugging the garment down her pale legs, exposing her womanhood. She smelled so damn turned on and she was dripping wet. He wanted nothing more than to bury his face inside of her. He continued to massage her clitoris in slow, pleasurable, circles. It felt too good for words, like she was filling up with lust and desire, waiting to explode, teetering on the edge. She continued to whine and moan, her breathing slowly becoming heavier as he continued his exploration of her body. He teasingly poked at her entrance, causing a small whimper to escape from her mouth. A needy utterance, she was practically begging him. He dipped one finger inside of her, causing a gasp to escape from her lips. He began pumping his finger in and out of her, listening to her soft moans as she bucked against his hand. He slipped another finger inside her wet womb, causing her to grip the sheets tightly. Feeling a bit bolder, he slowly licked that one throbbing spot, her hips instinctively bucked again. Talon smirked in satisfaction and began to tongue her again, sucking on her clit as his fingers attacked her pink flesh. Her fingers abandoned the sheets in favour of tangling in the man's hair as he ate her out.

"Oh, please." She panted, her voice was high pitched, her breathing spasmodic.

She tasted sweet and she smelled even better. Wanton moans escaped from her lips, making him want her even more. At this point, he wasn't sure how long either of them would last. He removed his tongue from her, but continued to slide his slick fingers in and out of her.

"Talon." Hearing his name fall from her lips, especially to hear it panted, was almost enough to push him over the edge.

Her breathing was quickly becoming heavier and her moaning was becoming much more high pitched. He pulled his fingers out of her, which were completely soaked in her juices, causing her to whimper in protest. She bucked her hips again to find some relief, yet found nothing but air. She grabbed the young man by his perfectly gelled hair and pulled his mouth back to hers. She was surprised at how hot it was to taste herself on his lips, it filled her with a certain amount of pride. She pulled him impossibly close, kissing him greedily. This kiss was passionate and starving. She was kissing him like she was drowning and he was air. She could never kiss him like this in their normal lives. Only when they were alone together could she be this greedy. Her lips then left his as she kissed down his neck and collarbone. She flipped them over so that she was one top, straddling him. She could feel his cock twitching with anticipation through the thin fabric of his boxers. She ground her hips into his crotch, causing a moan to escape his lips, jolts of pleasure running up his legs and down his spine. Penny slipped one hand into his boxers and pulled him out. He was hard and pulsating with lust, precum was beginning to spill from his tip. She tossed his boxers with the rest of his clothes and began stroking him, eliciting more whines and whimpers from the young man lying beneath her. He tossed his head back into the pillows, his eyes screwing shut, a loud groan rumbled in his throat as her speed increased.

"Penny, wait, stop." Talon begged.

The blonde woman immediately ceased her actions, eyeing her partner curiously.

"Is everything alright?" She asked, the amount of concern in her voice made him smile.

"Everything's great, sorry. It's just..." He trailed off, pulling her closer towards him. "I want to be inside of you when I come."

She nodded and reached for the purse she had left on the bedside table. She quickly pulled out a condom and tore the foil before rolling it onto him. He lifted her hips, positioning her right above him. The blonde woman slowly lowered herself down on him, allowing him to enter deep inside of her wet womb, to which they both gasped. He filled her up perfectly, making her feel complete, like she was whole. And she was tight, and wet, and hot, and becoming even tighter with every little movement she made.

"Fuck." She moaned as her hips began moving.

Fuck indeed. He watched her as she began bouncing up and down in his lap, her perky breasts bouncing as she did. His movements matched her's perfectly, like a synchronized dance. The two of them had a lot of practice together. He knew exactly the right angle to hit the bundle of nerves deep inside of her core, making her moan and scream. Her noises started becoming louder and more frequent. Her hair fell in front of her face, but neither one of them made any moved to fix it. Her eyes shut tight as she began to pick up speed, lewd noises tumbling from her mouth. She was getting close, and Talon could tell.

She was right on the edge when Talon flipped them unexpectedly, thrusting into her violently, ravishing her entire body. Her breath came out in pants, as if there were not enough oxygen in the room to keep her breathing. She could feel his muscles tensing up, and his breathing matched her's, he was close as well. They both felt lightheaded and dizzy in the best possible way, their hips moving in perfect rhythm as they lost themselves in one another's bodies.

"Shit!" She screamed. "Faster!"

He was all too happy to oblige, his thrusting became more and more erratic as Penny's walls continued to clench around him. She desperately clawed his back, in dire need of something to hold onto. Hearing him moan as her walls became tighter against his quivering member just pushed her closer to the edge. She was so close, she felt like a dam that wanted so desperately to burst. She screwed her eyes shut again as she let out another loud moan.

"Penny," Talon pleaded. "Open your eyes."

She didn't think she could, the pressure was just too much.

"Penny," Talon repeated. "I need you to open your eyes, princess."

So she did, blue eyes met brown as he thrusted up into her. There was something in those eyes, something so loving and genuine, that it suddenly made her question everything. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead gently.

"Be a good girl, Penny," He whispered, his voice low, and sensual, and so fucking sexy. "Come for me."

And she did, the building pressure finally releasing, her orgasm hitting like a cresting wave. Her entire body shuddered and quaked, every inch of her was completely lost in bliss. There were no coherent thoughts in her head as the pleasure radiated through her, there was only the loud, strangled cry that escaped her lips. She didn't breathe, she didn't think, she felt as though she were dying a thousand happy little deaths. Pleasure couldn't even begin to describe what she felt, it was wonderful. She wasn't sure if there was a word, in any language, that could ever describe this sensation.

It only took a few more thrusts for Talon to finish as well, his entire body tensing and writhing before collapsing on top of her, panting heavily. The weight of his sweaty body felt nice against her skin, she could feel his heart beating rapidly against her chest as the two lay there together. His forehead rested against her's, a content smile crossing his face. Both were still coming down from their high, a feeling that neither ever wanted to lose. After a few minutes, he pulled out of her and toss the condom into the trash bin.

Penny rolled onto her side, her body still completely bare. Talon lay next to her, arm wrapped around her waist, gazing into her eyes. He thought that her eyes were so beautiful. Blue had always been his favourite colour, but Penny's eyes put blue to shame. They were bluer than the sea, more vast than the sky. He never wanted to take his eyes off this woman, she was completely breathtaking. He had been with her at least once a week for months, but never in a million years did he expect to feel this way when he was with her. But she was still his enemy, and this was still just mindless fucking. Sure, he would like to do more than just have sex with her. Ideally, he'd like to go on dates with her, hold her hand, whisper sweet nothings in her ear. He wasn't a romantic guy in any sense of the word, but he felt like Penny deserved that. She deserved the entire universe, and he could never give that to her. Even if they wanted to, they could never anything more than what they were now. They couldn't risk their jobs, or their lives, just for their selfish desire to be together. Enemies by day, fuckbuddies by night. That was all they would ever be. No matter what he did, she could never truly be his. And he pretended that the thought didn't completely ruin him.

"What?" The blonde asked when she noticed him staring.

He smiled at her and tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering on her skin. He pulled her closer to him, placing a passionate kiss on her lips. It wasn't uncommon for the two of them to cuddle, or kiss, or even talk after sex. But this was something different, everything about this felt different. He had never kissed her like this before. Usually his kisses were fast, eager, almost anxious. But this was slow, wistful, romantic even. She felt her heart flutter and flip in her chest with every movement of his lips. And it was over way too fast. When they parted, he looked at her, as though he had something important to say. He should have said something, he wanted to say something. But when he opened his mouth, nothing came out. She smiled at him and buried her face into his bare chest, inhaling his naturally sweet scent.

"Maybe you need some rest." She whispered, allowing her eyes to flutter shut.

"Maybe." He murmured, resting his head against her's.

Comfortable silence passed between the two of them. After a while, Talon assumed that Penny had fallen asleep. He listen to her calm, rhythmic breathing as her chest rose and fell against him. She seemed so peaceful, so tranquil and pure. He could lie like this and listen to her breathing for hours. And he almost did. He held her tightly, he never wanted to let her go. It was as if she would disappear if he didn't hold her tight enough. He didn't want to fall asleep. The faster he fell asleep, the faster the dawn would come. And then they would have to part ways until their next encounter. He just wanted to lie in bed with this woman forever. Screw his uncle, screw MAD, screw his stupid little life.

"Are you mumbling?" The girl whom he thought was asleep looked up at him.

He hadn't even realized he'd been cursing under his breath.

"Sorry, I'm still kind of stressed." He replied.

"Just close your eyes," She hummed. "I'm right here if you need me."

He smiled at her and kissed the top of her head. He allowed his eyes to flutter closed, holding her tightly to his chest. Her. All he needed was her. He finally allowed himself to drift off, the flowery scent of her perfume his lullaby.

-End of story-

I might write a bonus chapter? I don't know yet. What do you guys think? Do you want a bonus chapter?

I am in love with the idea that Talon starts calling Penny "Princess" when they're older. I know he calls her Pretty Penny because that's how she introduced herself but oh my gosh Princess Penny just sounds so damn cute!

Also, I know that this is obvious, but I feel like I should say it anyways. If you are planning on having sex, please remember to always use a condom. I know what you're thinking "Yes mom, I know." But I can not stress enough the importance of protection during sex. Even if you are on the pill, even if you can't get pregnant, you should always use condoms because the pill doesn't protect against STIs. Also remember that sex is something that you have to be ready for. You make that decision when you are ready, and nobody has the right to judge you based on what decisions you make. Be safe, be consensual. Remember, I say these things because I care about your safety and well-being.

This quickly became a sex ed lesson. Sorry about that.

I hope that you enjoyed this!