AUTHOR: player

RATING: NC-17

CATEGORY: Romance

SPOILERS: Season 1, and Season 2 up to OoTM.

SUMMARY: Natalie and Matt's very interesting night together after the State dinner. :) Takes place during "Home, Sweet Home".

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and I'm not trying to profit from them.

ARCHIVING: If you want it, ask me first.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the fifth of ten fics in "The Grant Chronicles". This fic isn't required reading since it's a smut-fic, but there is some interesting character stuff in it that explains some things that took place in "Home, Sweet Home". :) I had never originally intended to write this fic, but some of my friends said it would be great to see a fic about Natalie and Matt after the State dinner in "Home, Sweet Home". Then my girlfriend and I started talking about it. One thing led to another and now I've written this fic. Hey, she used her feminine wiles on me and I couldn't say no. ;) One thing none of you have to worry about, though, is me delving into this sort of fic again. This is a one-time thing. After this, I'm going back to my standard carnage fics. ;) Another thing y'all won't have to worry about is this fic being completely a PWP fic. Even though there really isn't a plot in this, there are some things in here that explain why the characters reacted the way they did, and there are some other things in here that stem from events that occurred in "Home, Sweet Home". But if you want to see those things, you're going to have to look carefully.

Anyway, the previous fics are "Going Home?", "A Mother's Love", "To Kill For", and "Home, Sweet Home". Most of the events that happened after OoTM never happened in this AU series since "Going Home" took place two weeks after it. If you want to understand what's going on in this story, you need to read those other four fics.

Sharon, I hope you realize this is all your fault. ;) But I wouldn't have it any other way. This fic is especially for you, my love. And thanks to Aleria and 13thNight for beta reading for me. With a fic like this, it didn't take too much effort to convince them to do it, either. ;)

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Coming back to her hotel room after the State dinner, Natalie walked into the bedroom, kicked off her shoes, and threw herself onto her bed with a sigh. Looking toward the door, she watched Matt walk in and close the door behind him. The look he gave her as he sat down on the bed next to her, leaning back against the headboard, was one of frustration and disappointment. She only shrugged in response, not wanting to talk about what happened.

Good luck, Talyn said, amused.

"Oh, shut up," Natalie sighed, laying her arm over her eyes and fumbling with her comms in her other hand.

"I didn't say a word," Matt stated, looking at her.

"I was talking to Tal."

"What'd he say?"

"Nothing."

Nothing? he asked incredulously. I wish you luck and you say it's nothing?

"Okay, it's not nothing, Talyn. I'm just too tired to translate for you right now."

All right, he drawled.

"And because I'm tired," Natalie added, propping herself up on her elbows. "I'm gonna go offline for a while."

Well, if you need me to shoot someone or blow something up, just holler.

"You got it," she said, smiling, then turned off her comms. She pulled the necklace off and reached back to remove the transponder, laying it beside the necklace on the nightstand.

Matt suddenly sighed, rubbing his eyes, and hesitantly said, "You know, I can't believe you said what you did at the dinner."

She sighed, turning on the bed and laying her head in his lap, and said, "Matt, please, do not get into this with me right now. I don't want to talk about it."

"Well, that's a first," he said, stroking her hair and laying his other arm across her abdomen.

She grabbed his nipple and pinched it, causing him to cringe. "Don't start with me," she warned.

"All right, all right," he squeaked and cradled his pec in his hand with a groan as Natalie released it. "You're an evil woman, you know that?"

"Don't you forget it," she said, chuckling.

"After that, I won't," he said, rubbing and squeezing his pec to soothe it. "But I still can't believe you said what you did."

Sitting up and spinning on the bed to face him, Natalie exclaimed, "What the hell's the big deal? I just said what needed to be said. Someone had to say it, especially with all the crap that he's done in his career. I figured if no one else was going to speak up, then I might as well do it." Poking Matt in the chest, she added, "And just why the fuck did you apologize for me? I wasn't sorry for what I said, so why should you be?"

"The big deal is that you insulted my Commander-In-Chief to his face. Did you really expect me to just sit back and do nothing?"

"Hell, yes!"

"Yes?" he exclaimed incredulously, looking straight into her eyes. "Nat, do you have any idea where I could be assigned if I had kept my mouth shut? They could've sent me to some ice station in Alaska or some place worse. Or someone may have even had the idea of 'retiring' me."

"Well, if they sent you to Alaska, you could resign in protest and if they 'retired' you, at least you'd be out of the military."

Shifting forward on the bed, Matt rose to his knees, took Natalie's hands in his, and said, "Natalie, I am a career military officer, not some draftee. You can't just expect me to resign."

"Would it really be so bad if you did?"

"Yes, it would be," he softly answered. "But that doesn't mean we still can't be together."

"It doesn't?" she asked, crossing her arms and cocking an eyebrow.

"No, it doesn't." Looking hopefully at her, he added, "You could always stay with me."

"Look, Matt, I am not going to follow you everywhere you go whenever you get transferred somewhere. I can't follow you. I've already lived the military life - I know what it's like. I hated it, Matt. I just can't do that again. Of course, it won't really matter if you get transferred or not since I don't even know if Tal, Chi, and I are going to be sticking around. I mean, Talyn can't just stay in orbit forever and I know Chiana is going to get bored here real soon, once she's done everyone and seen everything."

"Done everyone and seen everything?" Matt asked.

"Well, you know Chi," Natalie answered, grinning at him.

"Yeah, I know Chi," he said, disappointment tingeing his voice, and sat back down, leaning back against the headboard.

With a sigh, Natalie scooted back against the headboard, sitting next to Matt, her knees drawn up and her arms resting on top of them. Looking forward, she said, "I can't say that I'm sorry, Matt." Turning and seeing the dejected look on his face, she added, "It would be hell for me and you know it. Then there's Chi and Tal..."

"Yeah, I know," he said, laying his head back against the headboard and closing his eyes with a sigh. After a contemplative silence lasting several seconds, he looked at her and softly asked, "So, what are we going to do?"

"Well..." she hesitated. She finally said, "I know of one thing we could do..."

"And what's that?" he asked, seeing a look in her eyes that told him she was fighting something inside her.

Getting to her knees, Natalie hiked her dress up to her hips and slowly straddled Matt's thighs. She cupped his face in her hands, pressing herself against him, and captured his lips in a deep kiss that went straight down to his toes. She pulled back, letting her hands fall to his neck, smiled wickedly at him, and said, "We could make the most of our time together."

Cradling her face in his hand, he stroked her cheek with his thumb and smiled lovingly at her. A part of his mind was telling him they were moving too fast, that they had only known each other for a few short weeks. It was the part that noticed that Natalie wasn't doing this just for making the most of their time; she was holding something back. But another part of him, the part of him that wanted to forget what his ex-wife had done to him, needed this - needed her - and being with her was the only thing that could satisfy his need. In the end, he shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind. If this was what she wanted, how could he say no to her? He said, "I love the way you think."

"Oh, my God," she drawled and pulled a bit, shock written all over her face. "A guy who actually loves a woman for her mind. I gotta call Chi now. Neither of us thought any of you existed, but now we've finally got our proof, right between my legs."

Matt chuckled and said, "Well, if you're going to call her, could you do it later? We are kinda in the middle of something right now."

"You're absolutely right," she said, pressing herself against him and feeling his growing need pressed against her crotch. She softly kissed him and whispered, "We are."

He wrapped his arms around her as he deepened their kiss, his tongue probing her and sending shockwaves throughout her body. Tightening his arms around her, he pulled her even closer against him as his hips rocked against her, his bulging cock rubbing against her through their clothes.

Natalie suddenly gasped in his mouth, pulled away, cringing in pain, and reached up to protectively cradle and massage her breast. "Dammit," she quietly exclaimed through gritted teeth.

"What's the matter?" he asked, still holding her, concern written all over his face. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm just peachy," she said, sarcasm dripping from her mouth. "I just love holding my boob like this in front of others. It gives me a satisfaction like no other."

"Well, then what's the matter, Nat?"

"That damn fruit salad of yours is what's the matter." Matt looked at her, confused, and she added, "How would you feel if I wore that jacket with all those bars, ribbons, and medals and they kept pinching your boob?"

"Well, just consider it payback," he said, grinning at her.

"Payback?"

"Yeah," he answered, a grin still on his face. "You pinched my nipple, so my jacket pinched yours."

"That's going to get you a long way with a girl," she said mockingly.

"Well, I got you, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did," she answered, her frown turning into a grin.

"Good," he softly said, then pulled her back against him.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," she quickly said, pulling back. "Before we get into that..." Natalie pulled him away from the headboard and yanked his jacket off him, tossing it to the side, then ripped his dress shirt open, revealing his muscular chest. Looking at his grinning face, she smiled and said, "Much better."

"I'm so glad," he said, amused, and pulled her into another kiss.

Matt's fingertips slid up her bare spine to the sensitive skin surrounding her transponder, tantalizing her and causing her to arch into him. She shuddered and gasped into his mouth at the new sensations as he continued circling the device. She broke their kiss, panting, and rested her forehead against his, a smile on her face, knowing that he was storing that little tidbit of information in his mind.

His fingers continued their trek up her body into her hair, removing the pins and allowing her hair to flow down over her shoulders and encircle her face. His fingertips traveled down her spine around her transponder as he made his way down her neck with feathery soft kisses that made the fire burn even hotter inside her. Natalie tilted her head back, her eyes closed, softly moaning, as she ran her fingers through her hair, loving the feel of his lips on her skin.

Slipping her hands into his shirt, she pushed it off his shoulders and ran her hand all over his back while her other hand traveled up his neck. She held his head in her hand as he kissed his way down her chest along the material of her dress. His lips brushed against her skin ever so softly as he traced the edge of her dress from her collarbone to her breasts, bringing goose flesh to her skin.

She let out a soft cry as her hand caressed up his back and down his arm, guiding Matt's hand to the shoulder strap of her dress. Feeling that he got the message, she released his hand and wrapped her arm back around his body to caress his back as he kissed his way back up her chest.

Matt pulled back and locked his eyes with hers while his hands lightly caressed her shoulders, his thumbs tracing her collarbones. He hooked his thumbs under her shoulder straps and slowly pulled them down, his hands caressing her skin. She shivered at his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. Feeling his hands pulling her dress down, she shivered again, this time in anticipation. She could already feel his amazing lips on her breasts. The cool breeze from the air conditioner flowed across stiffening nipples and she opened her eyes to find him staring at her chest, a grin creeping across his face. He looked like a little boy who was about to do something naughty.

She stifled a laugh and thought, Typical guy.

Hearing her, his gaze rose from her chest and he found her smiling at him. He couldn't help but smile back and ask, "What?"

"Are you just going to stare at them or are you going to do something with them?" she asked, amused.

"Well," he said, looking at her breasts. "I think I'll stare at 'em. Maybe even take a picture or two."

"If you want to do that, I'm sure Galve has some cameras he'd let you borrow," she said, laughing.

He looked at her, shocked, his jaw hanging wide open, and said, "I completely forgot about them."

Natalie softly chuckled and scooted forward, pressing herself against him and relishing the feel of his skin against hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him slowly and sensually, then said, "Then why don't we give them a good show?"

Softly kissing her, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and said, "You're an evil woman, you know that?"

"Hell, yes," she answered, smiling wickedly.

Matt suddenly rolled over, laying her on the bed and eliciting a soft chuckle from her. He laid down on top of her and she wrapped her legs around him, holding him in place while he kissed his way to her breast. She squirmed and writhed beneath him and arched into him, her hips bucking into his, as he teased her. He kissed and caressed every inch of her breast, but left her nipple untouched. Her soft moans were like music to his ears and her fingers roaming through his hair, holding his head in place, made him want to take her most sensitive place into his mouth and ravage her. However, he wanted it to be special for her - he wanted to take his time, build her up, and do it right, unlike his first time with his ex-wife.

Natalie loved the feel of Matt's lips and fingertips on her, but he also frustrated her. She could tell he was trying too hard to make it good for her. Men never seem to be able to get it just right, she thought. Suddenly, she grabbed his head and guided his lips to her most sensitive area, causing him to let out a soft chuckle.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, then wrapped his lips around her stiff nipple and gently sucked. He nibbled, licked, flicked, and tugged it, and mimicked his movements on her other nipple with his fingers, eliciting soft cries of pleasure. She held his head tightly as she shuddered beneath him and called out his name. His magic lips and fingers made her cry out and caused her hidden muscles to spasm. He kissed and licked his way to her other nipple, taking her into his mouth and continuing his barrage. He wrapped his fingers around her other nipple and, once again, matched the movements of his lips, tongue, and teeth. His attack seemed to last forever and the pleasure washed over her causing her to cry out once again.

She couldn't take any more of his assault and pulled him up, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss that took his breath away and would make sure that he always remembered to pay attention to the 'twins'. Breaking their kiss, she looked up into his eyes, a mischievous glint in hers, and said, "Finished already?"

"Baby, I'm just getting started," he answered. He gave her a quick kiss, untangled himself from her legs, knelt, and pulled off her dress, revealing the whole of her. Smiling wickedly, he looked into her eyes and asked, "No underwear?" She propped herself up on her elbows and shrugged, grinning back at him. He chuckled, then spent the next several seconds gazing her at nude body. He said, "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

His words warmed her heart and she watched him simply looking at her with a loving glint in his eye for several microts. She loved his open admiration of her. It was something she hadn't experienced since she had been with Tom, the father of her child.

Her grin suddenly turned mischievous and, not wanting to wait any longer, she dragged her toes up his pants-clad leg to his crotch, rubbing his hard cock through his clothes with the arch of her foot. She said, "Well, Captain Donovan, are you going to take advantage of the situation and use this 'opening', or what?"

"Well," he replied, taking her foot and raising it to his lips. He softly kissed her toes, eliciting a squeal of delight, then said, "Every soldier knows that you never reveal your plan to anyone until you're ready to implement it."

Raising her other foot, Natalie began to unbuckle Matt's belt with her toes, her heel pressing against his erect member, and said, "Then why don't you and your 'little soldier' implement yours and 'invade' my 'territory'?"

"Yes, ma'am," Matt said, chuckling and laying her feet down on the bed. Watching her as she spread her legs further apart, the mischievous grin still on her face, he didn't know what to keep his eyes on - her eyes or her exquisite sex - while he climbed off the bed and began to remove the rest of his clothing.

"If I had any money..." Natalie said, watching him push the zipper of his pants down. "I'd stuff it in your pants right about now." Gazing at the large bulge in the crotch of his boxers as he pulled off his pants, she added, "Although... it might not fit."

"Oh?" he asked, tossing his pants to the side, his eyebrow cocked. "You know, I don't know if I should be happy or disappointed."

"Disappointed?" Natalie repeated, getting on her knees and 'walking' up to Matt.

As the two wrapped their arms around each other, Matt said, "Yeah, disappointed." Pressing his hips into hers, letting her feel how she was affecting him, he added, "Because if you had any money and it could fit, then that would be more money I could spend... on you, of course."

"Of course," she repeated, smiling at him. She softly kissed him, then whispered against his lips, "Although, I think that I should check to see how much room you have in there. Who knows? I just may be able to stick something down there after all."

She pulled back slightly, slipping her hands in between them, and caressed his abdomen, making her way to his boxers. She pulled at the waistband of his underwear slid her hand inside, brushing her fingertips down the underside of his shaft. He closed his eyes, shivered, and let out a soft groan at her touch. Letting out a wicked chuckle, Natalie pulled her hand out of his shorts, then pulled them down and let them fall to the floor.

Looking into his eyes, she gripped his shaft in her hand and slowly and lightly stroked it, rolling his foreskin up and down, her thumb stroking the opening at the very tip. He reached out for her, cupping her head in his hands, and leaned into her, her free hand cupping his head as well. He rested his forehead against hers as his soft groans of pleasure filled the room. Relentless, she continued to stroke his cock, leaving his foreskin rolled down, and gently twisted her hand around the head with each stroke as she claimed a kiss from him, her tongue gently probing his mouth.

Breaking their kiss, Matt tried to catch his breath, but Natalie wanted payback. She wanted to give him as good as she got when he 'played' with her 'twins' - and more. She lowered her head and bit his tiny, taut nipple, tugging it as she flicked it with the tip of her tongue. Her free hand traveled down his neck and chest to his other nipple and pinched it as hard as she could as she repeatedly tweaked it, causing him to let out a sharp gasp.

As her hand reached the head of his cock once again, she felt a tiny pearl of fluid clinging to him. She smiled against his chest, knowing he was close to popping and twisted her hand around the tip, coating her hand in his essence. She gradually tightened her hand around him and sped up her pace with each stroke, using his juice for lubricant.

"God, Natalie," he breathlessly groaned, then suddenly came. His hot essence shot out of him, covering him and Natalie's hand. Rubbing it into him, she squeezed him dry, released his nipple, and wrapped her arm around him, holding him as he shook.

With a grin on her face, she raised her hand from his crotch to let him see his sperm flowing down her hand and wrist, then said, "A little eager, are we?"

"Yeah," he quietly drawled, turning red and looking at her hand. An embarrassed smile crossed his face and he let his head fall forward, then raised it again to look her in the eye and said, "I guess so."

"It's all right," she said, outlining his lips with his essence. She softly kissed him, a grin still on her face, then whispered against his lips, "I've been known to have that effect on men."

"Oh, you have?" Matt asked as she pulled back, his smile turning mischievous and his eyes showing her his appreciation.

"Yeah, I have," she whispered as his fingertips lightly traveled up and down her spine, making her close her eyes and shiver. "Besides," she added, opening her eyes. Bringing her cum-covered hand to her lips, her eyes locked with his, she licked his juice from her fingers and said, "Eagerness isn't always a bad thing."

"No, it's not," Matt softly said, and leaned in to kiss her. Her lips slowly parted as his tongue slipped into her mouth and his hand slid down to her ass. His other hand traveled to her neck on top of her transponder base, his fingertips brushing the sensitive skin around the device, causing her to gasp into his mouth. Still kissing her, he gently laid her down on the bed and slid his hands out from under her, caressing her entire body as she spread her legs for him.

He pressed the length of his hardening shaft against her lower lips, then slid the tip of it up them and pressed it against her pleasure center. She gasped, arched up, and tilted her head back as her muscles tensed in pleasure. Matt watched her reaction intently for a moment, loving the sight of her so engrossed in what he was doing to her.

Smiling at her, he bent over and lightly licked the hollow of her throat, eliciting a soft moan of approval from her, then kissed up her throat and over her chin to her lips. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, her hands roaming through his hair, Natalie held him in place as she licked along the part in his lips, silently asking for entry. He parted his lips allowing her to enter him and dance and duel with him. She lightly licked his tongue as she pulled out of his mouth and drew him into hers, capturing his tongue and sucking on it. He groaned into her mouth and shivered, his hips bucking into hers and the head of his cock rubbing rhythmically against her clit.

He wanted to be inside her, to feel her warmth surrounding him, embracing him. The sensations of her wet lips and nub rubbing against him, her mouth sucking him, her breasts and nipples rubbing against his chest nearly drove him to taking her. But his ex-wife and her dissatisfaction permeated his thoughts. He slowed down in response.

Nuzzling her nose, he slowly pulled away from her, easing his tongue from her mouth.

"What's the matter?" she whispered breathlessly.

He softly kissed her, then whispered against her lips, "Nothing."

"Then why are you stopping?"

"Anticipation, baby," he whispered, then kissed her as he continued rubbing his erection against her, slowly building her up.

Breaking their kiss, he kissed his way across her cheek to her ear as he pushed her hair out of the way and gently blew into her ear, causing her to gasp and shiver as she turned her ear toward him. He sensually outlined her ear from top to bottom with the tip of his tongue, then gently nibbled on her earlobe.

Whispering against her, he said, "I love your ears."

"So, you've got an ear fetish, huh?" she asked, chuckling.

"No, I just love your ears," he answered, lightly licking her earlobe.

She softly chuckled and tightened her legs around his hips. Her fingertips roamed down his back to his ass, causing him to arch into her and his cock to press against her clit. Sliding her hand between their bodies, she gently pinched one of his nipples, causing him to sharply inhale and tense. She grinned wickedly and gently twisted it. Groaning, Matt shuddered, then softly kissed her neck, leaving a hot trail from her earlobe to the base of her neck.

Gripping his ass, Natalie pulled him against her, lifted her head, softly kissing his ear, and whispered, "I want you."

Taking Natalie's hand from his chest, he kissed her palm and unhurriedly kissed up the inside of her arm. As he lowered his hips slightly, he slid the head of his shaft inside her, teasing her, and stopped kissing her arm momentarily to lightly lick the inside of her elbow.

"I want you inside me," Natalie urged, pulling him harder against her.

"Anticipation, baby," he repeated and licked up the inside of her arm to her shoulder.

"Matt, stop," Natalie said, propping up on her elbows.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at her confused.

"I am horny, Matt. I am very horny. The last time I got laid was when I was with Jason's father fourteen years ago."

"Fourteen years?" he asked, surprised.

"Yup, fourteen years. So, I am very horny."

"You don't have to say another word," he whispered, then leaned into her, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss as he filled her, stretching her wet, hidden muscles. He felt her suddenly tense and hesitate beneath him. Breaking their kiss, he propped himself up on the bed and saw something flash in her eyes. It passed too quickly for him to make out what it was. He asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answered quickly. She paused for a beat, then smiled mischievously and said, "I just got an idea."

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, noting how quickly she had changed from one thought to another, then to another. He could tell she was hiding something.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Natalie said adamantly, then quickly kissed him. "But I still got an idea."

"What kind of an idea?" he asked, playing along. He didn't want to press the issue and ruin the moment for her.

Kissing him, she whispered against her lips, "Get up."

He did as she requested and got up, pulling out of her, then asked, "Now what?"

She turned over, crawling up the bed, then laid down on her side, laying her head on the pillow, and bent her legs forward, revealing her most intimate place to him. Looking back at him, she whispered huskily, "C'mere."

He chuckled, then crawled up into the bed, laid down behind her, and wrapped his arm around her body, spooning himself around her and sliding his erection inside her. Natalie gripped him tightly with her hidden muscles as they deliberately rocked against each other, his shaft rubbing the highly sensitive spots inside her.

Propping up on his elbow, Matt rose over her as she turned her head and kissed her deeply, their tongues dueling and dancing. She softly moaned into his mouth as she felt him rub against her front wall with each stroke and gripped him tighter, increasing the friction between them. She loved having him inside her, but it wasn't enough; her nub was demanding attention. She took his hand in hers, lightly pressing it against her stomach, then guided it down her body to her crotch as she spread her legs. She directed his finger to her nub as they kissed and used his fingertip to stroke her, giving her the attention she craved, as she lowered her leg, locking his hand in place.

He brought Natalie higher and higher with each stroke, each thrust, building upon the pleasure they had given each other before. She broke their kiss, needing to cry out from the intensity. She laid her head back down on the pillow as she arched and thrust back against him, trying to catch her breath after their kiss and listening to his panting and groans of pleasure. Her mouth opened and moved as if she were moaning and screaming, but she couldn't find her voice. It was all so overwhelming for her.

After awhile, she found her voice again, but their gasps and cries merged in her mind. Her mind seemed to shut everything else out as she focused on their joined bodies. All that seemed to matter anymore were Matt's hands caressing her body, his light, quick fingers stroking her, his hard cock inside her, and their steady rhythm. To her, the rest of the universe seemed to disappear around them as the wave inside her grew.

It was nearly the same for Matt as she engulfed his senses, but he found himself closer to the edge than he knew she was. He tried to hold himself back, though, wanting to bring her with him. She wasn't making it easy for him though. Natalie kept getting faster and louder as she thrust back against him harder than before. But he had to try to bring her with him and stroked her clit firmer and faster. A smile came to his face as she pressed herself against him and moaned louder in response.

His control started to slip away. His face contorted and his muscles strained as the intense pleasure slammed into him. Matt cried out and slammed his hips into her as his release fired into her, filling her with his white-hot essence.

She thrust back hard against him, feeling that she was teetering on the edge as Matt pulsed within her and stroked her nub. He brought her there and Natalie wanted him to take her over the edge. It didn't take long as they stroked her clit together.

Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, sweeping her away as she cried out. She bucked and slammed against him as she spasmed around him, squeezing and releasing him and trying to milk him dry. Natalie couldn't handle it anymore and, with one last moan, she collapsed against him as her spasms died down.

She felt Matt pull his hand from hers and her sex, then lay his arm on top of hers, entwining their fingers and wrapping his arms around her. He tightened his embrace, holding her close against him as he entangled his legs with hers. Natalie let out a contented sigh and squeezed Matt's hand as she pulled his arms closer around her. The two laid there in each other's embrace for what seemed like hours as they calmed.

Natalie suddenly felt Matt tense behind her and she twisted around slightly to face him. She asked, "What's wrong?"

Looking worriedly at her, he answered, "I'm not wearing protection and I doubt you have any, either..."

"Don't worry about it," she softly said, caressing his face. She straightened out, laid her head back down on the pillow, settling against him, and added, "Chi has some kind of 'morning after' pills. She always keeps some with her even though she isn't that much of a trelk anymore. I'll just ask her for some."

He let out the long breath he had been holding, relaxed against her, and said, "Thank God."

"Actually, God had nothing to do with it. From what Chiana told me, some whore invented that little pill."

"Ah," he chuckled. Kissing her cheek, he added, "Thank you for setting me straight." Matt lay back down and tightened his arm around her, then suddenly let out another soft chuckle. He kissed her sweat-drenched hair, then said, "You know, I just thought of something else."

"What?" Natalie quietly asked, smiling, and turned her head to look at him.

"Never mind, it's nothing," he said quickly, a smile on his face as well, and lifted his head to kiss her cheek.

"You laughed so it had to be something."

Matt paused for a beat, then said, "I just didn't think of you as the type of woman who wanted to be held."

Natalie let out a soft chuckle of her own, laid her head down on the pillow, and replied, "Well, it's been a while since I have... Besides, it's nice to be held sometimes."

"I know," he softly said, then kissed her shoulder. "But what about other times?"

"Other times? Well, if it were our other times I'd flip you right over and fuck your brains out," she said, chuckling wickedly.

"There you go again," he said, propping himself up on his elbow, the smile still on his face.

"There I go again?" Natalie asked, surprised, twisting around to face him and propping up on her elbow, his cock sliding out of her. Disappointment crossed her face as she realized she had unintentionally broken their connection.

"Yeah, again," he answered, then kissed her, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her against him. "Do you always gotta be the tough chick and take charge all the time?"

"But that's all part of my charm," she replied, smiling innocently at him.

Smiling back at her, he said, "I guess there's no doubt about who's going to wear the pants in this relationship."

"You bet your pants," she chuckled, then kissed him.

"Speaking of pants, are you going to wear underwear with them or can I expect you to be pantyless every time I see you?"

"Oh, that," she mumbled, looking down, a slight embarrassed smile on her face.

"Well?"

"Well, you can blame Chi and my mom." Giving his nipple a quick, playful tweak, she elicited a gasp from him, then added, "Of course, you'll probably thank them."

Swatting her hand away, he tried to look shocked and said, "You have so little faith in me?"

"Of course," she answered, kissing him. "You're a guy."

"You know, you've got some problems you need to work out," he stated matter of factly. The mischievous glint in his eye gave him away, though.

She swatted his ass in retaliation, then said, "Cute."

"Well, I learn from the best."

"Thank you."

"I wasn't talking about you."

She looked at him in surprise, then watched as a smile crept across his face. A smile came upon her face as well and she laughingly whispered, "You bastard."

"Hey, hey, hey..." he laughingly said. "No name calling."

"I'm sorry," she responded innocently.

"That's all right," he said and kissed her. "Anyway, are you going to finish that story for me, or what?"

"Story?" she asked, confused.

"Yeah, you were going to explain to me why you weren't wearing any underwear. You know, I just never pictured you as the type of person to go without panties."

"You will once I'm finished," she chuckled. "Well, when I went shopping with my mom and Chi this afternoon, they got some little, frilly... lacy things for me to wear because my mom 'won't have my daughter wearing a dress with visible panty lines'."

"You're kidding?" he asked with a laugh.

"Nope. Not one bit," she sighed. "Anyway, I told them that I was going to wear those standard issue PK undies that I have, but my mom and Chi made sure that that wasn't going to happen because it's a huge fashion faux-pas to wear a dress with visible panty lines," she said and rolled her eyes. "Like I give a damn about fashion. Hell, I didn't even choose the dress I wore tonight. Chiana thought it would look good on me, so she got it for me."

"And I think I see where this is going," Matt said.

"Yup. I wasn't going wear those thongs they got for me. I mean, who would ever want to have to put up with a wedgie like that for hours on end?"

"So you decided to go with no underwear at all."

"Yeah. Besides, if I had worn my usual undies, my Mom would've given me endless crap about it all night and I didn't really want to have to put up with her about something like underwear."

"And I'm guessing this is a one-time thing. You're not going to go without underwear again are you?"

"Absolutely not."

"So, you're not going to wear the dress or the make-up again and you're not going to go without underwear again," he stated, disappointed.

"No, I can't say that I will," she softly said. "That's just not me." Cupping his cheek in her hand, she added, "But I do know of one thing we can do again."

"And what's that?"

She leaned into him and kissed him, her tongue dancing around his lips begging for entry. He parted his lips and let her slide inside him as he tightened his arms around her, pressing himself against her.

Breaking their kiss, Matt leaned his forehead against hers and whispered raggedly, "I love the way you think, Natalie." He captured her lips in another kiss and rolled over on top of her.

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