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[nobasisinfact]

[Well, he'll just steal another one right back.]

Maybe, if you hadn't shown it off first.

[11calls]

Come on, love.

[Alex's voice is low, and her words come between kisses that keep becoming more ardent.]

Admit you didn't expect me to show up here wearing it.

[nobasisinfact]

[He can't help mirroring her kisses, pressing her back against the door.]

I could.

[He pauses as he gives her a particularly deep kiss.]

But it would be a lie.

[11calls]

[With her back against the door, Alex just reached down and locked it, because that was what grown ass adults did when they were at the very least making out a lot in one of their offices. The last thing Alex wanted was some errant student to end up walking in.

She could only imagine how hellish Richard would make their academic life for it.

Slightly breathless, Alex just laughed after she broke the kiss, and she asked:]

Seriously? When did you think I would?

[nobasisinfact]

When I told you I wasn't surprised by the pictures.

[He knew it had frustrated her and, of course, Alex being Alex, she would up the ante by coming over.]

[11calls]

[Alex just laughs softly, her hand moving to stroke his cheek.]

And of course you under reacted to the pictures because you'd knew how I'd respond to it? Of course ending up here.

Clearly I need to up my impulsivity game here, Richard.

[Then she leaned forward to press her lips to his ear and speak there.]

So you're going to have no one to blame but yourself for it then.

[nobasisinfact]

[He turned his head, smirking as he retaliated.]

I'll look forward to it.
.

[11calls]

[And Alex just kissed his neck for a moment before she added:]

Really? Somehow I find that hard to believe.

[nobasisinfact]

I always enjoy proving you wrong.

[He reaches up, running a hand through her hair as he lowers his voice again.]

My, Alex.

[11calls]

Not half as much as I enjoy proving you wrong.

[There's a look on her face that is just on this side of adoration with that grin, and when she speaks it's in a low tone matching his, but her words take a different direction.]

Did I ever tell you about my fantasy of you having sex with me on your desk, my Richard? Because it was definitely one I had.

[nobasisinfact]

Just how long have you had this fantasy, Miss Reagan?

[He brushed his hand over her cheek as he asked.]

[11calls]

Welllll....

[Alex drew the word out with a smirk, her fingers brushing along his tie.]

It may have first crossed my mind in Chicago until you asked if people still listened to the radio.

[nobasisinfact]

[His brows rose and a small smirk crossed his face.]

We'd barely even met.

[11calls]

And?

[Alex's smirk is going to match his own as she windes her fingers over his tie for a moment, before she leans up and whispers in his ear in a low and sultry voice.]

I don't know if you're aware of this or not, Doctor Strand, but I happen to find you incredibly sexy.

[nobasisinfact]

[He lets out a puff of a laugh. He still thought she was slightly crazy for that.]

I hadn't noticed.

[11calls]

Well, I would hope not at first. I mean, journalism ethics. And then it got complicated.

I must admit...

[Alex pressed a little kiss to his neck, below his ear.]

I definitely thought you were jealous of Tanis Braum, you know. I thought I might not just be losing it as much as I thought I had been.

[nobasisinfact]

[His jaw tightened visibly when she mentioned Tanis Braum.]

That man is a charlatan, I have nothing to be jealous of him over.

[It had never been so much that he'd been jealous, he'd been afraid that Braum would take Alex away.]

[11calls]

[Alex couldn't help but notice the tightening of his jaw, and in response she kissed it softly again, this time leaving a trail of gentle kisses along it, her hand moving to card through his hair.]

You don't. You never did, you know.

[nobasisinfact]

[He let out a soft, frustrated breath. Why was it that people like Tanis Braum seemed to follow him even here (in their delusion).]

So, why my desk?

[11calls]

[Alex frowns, because if there's one thing that Alex knows well, it's the Richard Strand frustrated breath. Honestly, this was not where she thought this was going.

So she kissed him softly, putting all of her reassurance into it as she molded her body against his once again. And then she pulled back a bit to whisper:]

Really? You don't get it?

[nobasisinfact]

[When she kissed him, he leaned into the kiss, returning it.]

It'd be a mess to clean up.

[He gestures to it.]

[11calls]

You worry too much about messes, my love.

[And then she just grins at him.]

You seriously never thought of it? In all the times we worked together in my office or yours?

[nobasisinfact]

No.

[He actually hadn't. Until the night they'd spoken with Coralee he hadn't even thought of her as a sexually attractive woman. Aesthetically, yes, but there had been no sexual interest there. Just finding her to be charming and sweet, and impressive. The attraction had come later, after he'd been vindicated in his beliefs that Coralee was still alive.

It came when Alex remained. In constant pursuit of something, always something. Her story, him, something, but always by his side, even when she went to Turkey. At least she'd called. Even if he never would completely forgive her for flying to Turkey without telling anyone to meet Simon Reese.]

[11calls]

[For a moment, Alex just looks surprised. Very surprised, but not hurt. Confused perhaps, because she could have sworn... There was a very small part of her that he was going to kiss her the night Coralee had left, and she'd already had known what she was going to say: Yes, she wanted him to kiss her, but it should wait until he was sure it wasn't out of hurt.

But then he disappeared for three months and left her alone with her fears and waiting out the apocalypse and forever debating which was worse: that it might come eventually, or that it wouldn't and she was just losing her damn mind. Yes, she had gone to Turkey to meet with Simon, but everything inside of her told her that she needed to get on that plane and do what Simon asked of her. And whatever else, Strand had his skepticism to at least try and keep some of his bad dreams away.

And while he may not have thought of it before, (a thought that made Alex turn crimson from her ears to her chest in the V of her coat because she had not only admitted that she'd thought about it, she'd admitted that she'd thought about it many times) she in no way doubted that he wanted her now. Like a lot. Just as much as she wanted him. So, in the end she just stroked his cheek and nodded.]

Okay.

[nobasisinfact]

It's just, not the way I think.

[He paused, letting his hand brush through her hair. It was true that he wasn't the sort of person to have lured sexual fantasies, but that didn't mean he had no desires. He desired Coralee, once, and he desired Alex now.]

If, you wanted, there are other desks. Though I think it might hurt your back.