Prompt: AU Table: #23 Spies/Espionage
Word count: 250
"You know I think it's a rule that handlers aren't suppose to have sex with the agents they’re handling."
"I was wondering about that," Nyssa replied as she rolled onto her side to face Laurel. "None of my other handlers have been so...hands on." Nyssa moved her hand under the bedsheets and gave Laurel's nipple a sharp tweak.
Laurel hissed. Nyssa met her eyes, challenging her to protest. Laurel didn't take the bait. "At some point we'll have to actually do the debriefing we met for."
"How about in the morning over breakfast?" Nyssa suggested.
"Protocol says we can't be together for that long."
"We've already broken one rule, why not another?" Nyssa pinched Laurel's nipple again, thumb lingering, stroking over it in slow circles.
"It's dangerous. Not to mentioned we could both get fired."
"I'll take the risk. Besides, I think you need to handle me some more."
"You’re irresistible you know that?"
"Being irresistible to you means more to me than any mission could."
There was an intensity in Nyssa’s voice and eyes and Laurel wasn't sure she was ready for. Before she could reply Nyssa kissed her. Heat flared, in her body, in her blood.
Minutes of soft kisses became deep declarations of desire. They held each other tight letting go only when Laurel rolled Nyssa onto her back, straddling her thigh. Laurel moved her left knee up between Nyssa’s legs.
"This is worth the risk," Laurel moaned, grinding down on Nyssa's thigh.
Nyssa nodded enthusiastically.