you and detective mat get a little.. buddy buddy in the pharmacy and almost get caught.
you bring him unbearably close, his glasses press slightly against your flushed cheek. the pharmacy feels stuffed with the heavy breaths eliciting from your mouths. "hey-" mat mumbles out as you remove his brightly coloured glasses.
"what?" you ask, "i'm just making life a tiny bit easier, you need a break from those."
"me and those glasses are a package deal whether you like it or not," silence. then a hefty sigh. "you're lucky your hot," he says, whispering the last word.
"why thank you, you don't look so shabby yourself, mr. straight guy."
"shut up."
then you pull his face into yours, you're both hungry to kiss each other again. his lips were like poison, the taste lingered on your lips and you wanted more. he squeaks slightly as you chuckle against his slight chapped lips. your hands are propped up on the counter, his back facing it. you knocked over the candy jar sitting on the marble in the process but you couldn't care less.
KNOCK KNOCK
the sound of knocking boomed, but the two of you ignored it. the both of you were out of sight so it seemed safe, until the door came crashing open with a dramatic sound effect.
"HEY BITCHES!" nikita had just started to yell hands up in the air, too busy being a queen to notice the smothered hair, swollen lips and heavy panting. people were to slowly start trickling in so, out of fast reflexes, mat pushed you to the ground where there had conveniently been a first aid kit nearby.
a/n LOL i'm pretty sure this got finished but i did it on ao3 so the draft deleted itself after a while. however, i wanted to post this since i thought about this for weeks.