He followed her like a lost puppy until she landed in the elevator. Magnus threw a "Well done, Henry," over her shoulder as the HAP moved in to finish his work and begin moving the abnormals back into their containments effectively finishing the drill. Will followed her, his mind completely distracted by the way her hips were swaying.

The elevator doors shut tight and she was on him, pressing her body into his against the wall. Her lips bruised his in a kiss that stole his breath as he struggled to catch up. She reached back and pressed the up button so that they could return to the residential wing.

She drove her tongue into his mouth swirling hers with his. He tried to take a breath in, but all he could taste, smell, or focus on was her. His hand rested on her neck tilting her head back as he pressed into her. She growled quietly as his hand fisted her breast, squeezing through the material. Pulling away for air leaving her lips against his she smiled at herself and at him.

Her eyes twinkled mischievously as her hand slid down his front to the edge of his jeans. She slid her hand under the material and under his boxer shorts reaching his pubic hair and pulled lightly. He groaned and flipped them so she was snug against the wall and nipped a line around her jaw to her earlobe biting and pulling the skin between his lips.

He found her pulse point and sucked hard on the skin making sure she would bruise, particularly in a spot that would be extremely difficult to hide. He pulled the flesh tight between his teeth moving his head away to cause the most tension and the best purpling effect. He could feel her nipple harden under his hand and so he squeezed her flesh again earning another moan.

Her hand slid up his body to his chin and moved his lips to hers again, crushing their mouths together before pulling back suddenly as the doors opened on their desired level. Leaning in again she kissed him quickly before adjusting her blouse and making her way through the elevator doors.

Kate was just coming around the corner when Will caught up with Magnus and had a million and one questions to throw at their boss. Magnus valiantly answered her questions making her way to her office followed by Kate who was followed by Will. A duck and her "ugly" ducklings: Magnus smirked at the image that floated through her mind.

It was when they entered her office and sat in their respective seats at Magnus' desk that Kate saw the redness on her boss' neck that was quickly bruising. She smirked. "So Magnus, what happened there?" She pointed rather nonchalantly in Magnus' direction.

The woman in question raised her hand to her neck and felt the heat. "Oh, well that's an interesting story. I fell asleep on one of my books last night, particularly a sharp corner of one of my books, woke up this morning with this. It's not bruising is it? I was really hoping to avoid that."

Kate grinned, "Yeah, it's bruising all right. What book would that be, by the way?"

"Ancient Myths and Legends of South Africa: Oral Stories and More." Magnus looked at some papers on her desk.

"Uh-huh." Kate replied. Will remained silent throughout the entire encounter letting Magnus dig her own hole.

Magnus rapidly changed the subject but allowed a reasonable amount of time in between her statement and Kate's to make it look as though she wasn't changing the topic of discussion. "I noticed during the drill this morning that there are a few places that are not covered by cameras. Would you and Henry fix that issue please? By next week." Kate nodded, recognizing the order for what it was.

"Yeah, I'll get right on that."

"Good."

Kate paused for a few seconds before using only her arms to raise herself from the chair. She made her way out of the room her hips sashaying to her own beat. Magnus grinned, "William, who would have thought you would give me a hickey."

He looked up at her like a lost child, keeping his overwhelming joy very much in check trying to give her the impression that he was worried about her reaction. In reality it couldn't please him more that she was already bruising from it. She watched his face carefully; its emotion did not match the lack of tenseness or the rest of his body.

"Poor thing." She smiled and stood walking over to her row of monitors next to her desk. Pressing a few buttons on the keyboard she turned back to find him right in front of her. He pushed her back into the desk, her bum pressing against the edge as his lips covered hers. His tongue reached out to tease her lower lip before she opened her mouth giving him permission.

His hands went straight to her hips finding their way under her blouse and onto her skin. Her fingers began to unbutton his shirt their lips never left each other. She stopped for a moment before speaking, "Door." It was the only word she could make out as his mouth covered hers again. He intuitively knew she wanted to lock the doors, but he couldn't stop from touching her skin; it was addicting.

She pushed him back and they began to stumble towards the first door. She had his shirt halfway open by the time she turned the lock in place. Pushing him again she began to move past the fireplace to the second door just has it was thrust open. She pulled away from Will quickly and pulled her shirt down and he faced the window and closed his buttons quickly. It was Henry.

Will could kill the man in an instant. "Hey Doc," Henry looked down at the pad in his hand giving Magnus another second to adjust herself, Will took advantage and scrubbed his face with his hands. "So I took the liberty of hacking into the city's main frame and found out what happened. There's a wire that's crossed with one of ours. There was a massive power surge here," he leaned over pointing to something on the screen for Magnus to see, "that caused not only our outage, but half of the city's as well. Now I've got everything back up and working and as soon as the city workers are out of the way I'll go and fix the problem with a more permanent solution."

"Good job, Henry. Did Kate find you?"

"Yeah, I was just gonna get started on that." His hand pointed to the door as he began to leave. She didn't say anything in reply just waited for him to shut and close the wood in place before counting to ten in her head and moving to lock it as well. She turned back to Will and crooked her finger at him, beckoning him to her.

He complied and his feet moved of their own volition. His hand cupped her cheek and she leaned into the gesture. "No more interruptions. I promise." She said. She tilted her head and kissed him sweetly before pulling back and looking in his eyes. He was very quiet and that started to worry her, but when their eyes connected all she saw was desire flowing through them.

Her hands covered his cheeks and fled into his hair pulling his face to meet hers. She tugged on his locks and massaged the base of his neck as his hands moved back to the flesh at her waist. He pulled the blouse over her head and loved the way she looked tousled when her hair settled around her shoulders.

She unbuttoned his shirt one more time before pulling it off his form as he placed open mouthed kisses down her neck, her chest, and to her stomach. He was on his knees in front of her when he found the zipper to her skirt. Roughly he pulled it and the material underneath down over her body leaving her in heels and a bra. Placing one last kiss just below her naval he stood and flicked his wrist causing the last of the fabric to fall away from her.

She only grinned in response running her nails down his chest to his belt. She undid it and pulled the zipper down, snapping the button quickly. She reached into the material and grasped him. Will groaned and his whole body swayed into hers. She kissed his shoulder, "Couch." He obliged her and began moving until he was seated on the yellow fabric.

She straddled him and moved down swiftly, her hand guiding him into her. Each let out a breath at the connection it gave them. She began to move her hips almost immediately picking up a rhythm and building momentum. His fingers circled her clit, his lips pulling her nipple into his mouth as her back arched in pleasure. He grinned as he bit down hard her voice echoing in the room as she cried out.

His fingers pinched and pulled on her bundle of nerves as her body rose and fell over him. Her nails dug into his shoulder as her insides clenched against her will. Taking a deep breath she made to stave off the inevitable. He only pressed harder and swirled his tongue fervently knowing she was nearing the edge. He titled his hips up into hers and thrust just as she came down on him.

He grunted at the pressure that was building in his own body. He pinched and pulled one last time before she jumped over the edge and came crashing down. Her cheeks and shoulders were tinged pink and she buried her face in his neck breathing hard, her walls squeezing him tightly and uncontrollably.

He continued to thrust into her still form until she got a handle on herself again and she was able to move. Her lips met his, tongues dueling as the pressure in his body exploded. "Helen." The only word he had uttered since leaving the tiny exam room. She placed gentle kisses all over his face, neck, and shoulders before moving back to his lips.

She rested her forehead against his, "William." He looked at her then but all she could do was rub her lips over his again. It was passionate and deep and meant to soothe his furiously beating heart. "Oh, William." He ran his fingers from her hips to just under her breasts and down again, her flesh was so soft. "Don't ever give up." His eyes locked with hers as she repeated her words, "Don't ever give up. No matter how many interruptions, or fights, or arguments: don't ever give up."

He lifted a hand to her face then running his thumb over her cheek, caressing her. He nodded. "Ok, I won't."

"Good. Now, I need to get back to work." She started to move off him, but he stopped her. She gave him a questioning look before he guided her face back to his. The kiss was quicker than he would have liked, but they were sitting in her office in a very less than appropriate form and he knew she would be less than thrilled to explain this situation to anyone. So, rather reluctantly, he ended the embrace and let her move away from him.