Time to Unwind

[whiskeysmokes]

James had gone from one mission to another in the past few months or so, doing both undercover and naval intelligence work for his higher-ups. If it wasn't for a certain someone he would've been burned out long ago.

He sat by his desk, looking through all the texts he'd sent back and forth with Wynonna. She was unlike any other woman he'd met during his time as a spy. She was smart, witty, kickass and incredibly beautiful. Having her with him on the field sounded tempting enough.

"I'm sure you'll be happy to know it's just us two here now. I said I'd do overtime today and they bought the excuse," James smirked as he looked at the brunette in his doorway.

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"Did they?"

Her own smirk widens the longer she stands there, framed in the doorway, her arms idly folded over her chest as she studies him — the picture of fine-pressed elegance against her look, a little rougher around the edges for all her fringed, worn leather and scuffed boots.

"I guess there's no reason why they wouldn't. Otherwise you wouldn't be very good at your job, would you?"

She pushes off from where she's been leaning against the doorjamb and makes her way over to him, moving forward until she's found a place to perch on the corner of his desk, hands braced along the edge.

[whiskeysmokes]

"Indeed."

He turns to face her fully, lightly tracing her leg and up to her knee with gentle but curious fingers. His dark brown eyes wander on her figure until they fix on hers. There's always been something about her that drew James in unlike any other woman before.

"It's good to see you, Wynonna. I've been thinking of you quite a lot lately. Not in the purest way either."

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They've definitely shared plenty of thoughts and intentions over text before, but sitting here in front of him is an entirely different scenario, and Wynonna's tempted not to give in right away if only to build up that anticipation a little further, to nudge them both to a point where they don't want to be patient anymore.

"Oh, yeah?" She watches the ascent of his hand along her knee, then tracks it up the length of his arm to his face. "Whiskey for your thoughts."

[whiskeysmokes]

"I'm just thinking how beautiful you look right now... How tempting." James was more than happy to let things build up for a moment, instead of diving right into it. "How I'd love to make love to you right here. Over and over again."

He reaches for her hand to plant a gentle lingering kiss on the back of it, moving his lips to brush against her wrist.

[earps]

"That sounds like a steep number," she answers, her eyes lingering on his while he draws her hand up to his mouth, then turns her wrist over to kiss the more sensitive inner skin there. It's not as if they haven't had the opportunity to act on the growing tension between them before, but they each have commitments, responsibilities. Now, it seems there's nothing really standing in the way.

"You sure there's no chance someone could walk in on us?" Truth be told, she's not opposed to doing all of this with the door open, but if they start this now she's not sure she wants anything to interrupt them.

[whiskeysmokes]

James had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Their respective responsibilities and commitments kept them from being able to do this earlier. The one good thing about a long wait was that it makes things even better.

"Just in case someone happens to come back for something...," he reluctantly pulls back from Wynonna to go close the door and lock it. With their privacy ensured, James makes his way back to her and cups her cheek before kissing her. Slowly at first to tease.

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She lingers in her perch on the desk as she watches him cross the room to take care of the possibility that someone might come back to the office early, and that's also the moment when her gaze drops subtly to study his frame as he moves, confident and smooth.

He returns to her the same way and she tilts her face up to his as he brings their mouths together, light and slow, and she slips her arm around his middle to rest her fingertips against his back, between his shoulderblades, voicing the softest of sighs into the kiss itself.

[whiskeysmokes]

He keeps the kiss slow intentionally, wanting to cherish every last sensation before diving in and surrendering to the passion between them. The hand cupping Wynonna's cheek moves to the back of her head, entwining lightly in her long brown hair.

As the kiss deepens, James presses flush against her and urges her to wrap her legs around him. His jacket slides off easily, and he proceeds to strip her lower half, fingers caressing the exposed skin and moving towards her folds.