In which, Carmen and Gray have a training session to prepare for VILE. Things go off track but the two definitely manage to work up quite a sweat...

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There was something not quite right about the situation Carmen and Gray were in. It had been merely a few weeks since her old friend had joined team red, one night during a coffee date, his memories attacking him all at once. Things had turned out as well as they possibly could have, with him joining her and her crew rather than going rogue or....possibly returning to VILE. Still,there was nothing quite like the feeling of having her best friend by her side again.

A companionship she hadn't known she was craving was returned to her and at first everything had been like old times. But as time ticked on, Carmen began to notice the little things. Every word of banter traded between them was charged with something not quite platonic. Every reassuring touch and hug lasted a tad too long. Every secret glance and wink had an entire new meaning buried beneath them.

Things were different now. And Carmen didn't completely mind that.

So when Shadowsan had offered to have a training session with Gray to see what he remembered, Carmen found herself hastily offering to do it instead. It was such a chore, afterall, and she didn't want Shadowsan's morning tea ritual to be interrupted.

She was helping him. She had all good intentions. At least, thats what she kept telling herself. Carmen wasn't quite so sure she believed that anymore when Gray pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the ground.

The thief's eyes traced every curve, every bulge in his arm as he flexed his muscles, warming them up. His skin was taut against a meticulously carved chest, and Carmen was having a hard time keeping her stormy eyes focused on his face.

And so they began. I'll go easy on him, Carmen thought to herself. He was nearly two years out of training, after all. From his figure, it was obvious he still worked out but how in the world would he have any way of practicing VILE's particular style of martial arts?

Only moments later did she realize that was a big mistake.

Carmen was being pinned on the ground yet couldn't help but notice his sharp, attentive eyes. Gray's irises of brown were ringed with bits of gold, always pulling her into their murky depths like quicksand. She opened her mouth, not sure what to make of the lack of proximity between the two of them. Blood rushed to her cheeks against her will, and at her flush, Gray relaxed into that irresistible one-sided grin that had snagged her heart all those years ago, his grip tightening as she squirmed. His hazel eyes glimmered with triumph, almost daring her to fight back.

Carmen frowned, her eyebrows drawing together. The thief writhed under his hold, twisting left and right to escape it. Options...options....options. She flipped through the numerous fighting techniques their instructors had ingrained into the minds of their pupils back at the academy, trying to find something to get out of this precarious situation. A vivid drill The thief remembered practicing popped up, giving her just what she needed.

Landing a swift jab to his gut, Carmen used his momentary shock to twist away. A low growl escaped his lips. Laughing, the lady in red dropped to the ground, spinning to kick his legs off balance. Gray jumped just in time, leaping onto her while she was still on the ground. Now there was no escape. His thighs rested on either side of Carmen's torso, his arms over her own.

"Gotcha." He whispered with a wink. She scoffed, trying to ignore the fact that her face was burning as red as her infamous coat.

"Yeah, yeah." Carmen muttered, shifting under his grip. "I was going easy on you, just so you know."

"Were you, now?" Gray challenged from above her. She could almost feel his smirk glaring down at her. Carmen bit her lip, trying to find anywhere to glance but his eyes. Stupidly, her gaze shifted to his lips. Damn. A smirk formed, causing her eyes to find his yet again.

He shifted, his hair falling over them. Why, why, why did he have to be so cute? It complicated things between the two of them even further.

Here she was, sweating from exertion in HQ's gym, the smell of body odor and yoga mat intruding her nostrils. Yet Carmen barely even minded, barely even felt the need to move. Not when he was looking at at her like that, as if she were the only girl in the world.

"Was this your secret plan?" The lady in red reached her cinnamon brown hand out tentatively, tucking a loose curl behind his ear. His hand caught hers before she could let it fall away.

"Hate to say it mate, but this was just a happy accident." He murmured, caressing the thief's cheek. "Unless you were the mastermind."

A sharp laugh broke through your lips. "Yeah. Definitely all me."

"You are quite devious now that I think about it, Carmen."

"What can I say? It's a gift."

Gray smiled, his thighs pulling against the small of her waist. His fingers brushed the curve of her lips as he traced her jaw. "Not exactly how I would put it....but.....you certainly know how to make people fall at your feet, don't you?"

"Funny thing to say, Gray..." Carmen rasped as he drifted closer. "When I'm the one on the ground."

"It's not funny at all, mate....." The Australian trailed off. Carmen's cheeky response lodged in her throat, her breath hitching. She wanted to make a clever retort but her tongue froze. She couldn't, not when his eyes seemed to scream that she was the only thing that mattered.

"Fighting VILE takes a lot..." Carmen finally managed. "And sometimes, we need to relieve our stress to stay on top of our game."

"And how, exactly, would we be doing that?" He whispered. God they were so close now. His lips were mere inches from her own, his nose brushing against hers ever so slightly. She could feel his chest enveloping her smaller figure, her slimness a perfect fit beneath him.

Carmen's hands drifted to his chest, running up and down and along it, tracing her fingers along the grooves of his muscles.

"I have a few ideas..." Carmen said, snaking her arm around the crook of his neck, pulling his heat upon her. She could feel his aroused length pressing against her stomach, and she could restrain herself no more.

And then Gray had taken her. The Australian captured her lips, pressing against her while her desperate hands continued to roam his body. Hungry lips danced along the curve of her jaw and danced down the hot skin of her throat. He brushed his mouth along the crook of her neck, his kisses growing more ravenous once he realized he found her sweet spot.

Carmen moaned as she felt the beginnings of a bruise form within the havoc he was wreaking in her. Oh, they were going to train hard, alright....

Electricity seemed to conduct between Carmen and Gray's bodies, every touch lighting her further and further.

The lady in red felt the dampness between her legs soak through her red leggings, moaning as Gray left her neck behind and begin to trace a path around her collarbones.

"How the hell do you get this thing off...." He muttered, searching for some kind of clasp on her sports bra. Carmen laughed in response, pushing him away gently and peering at him with hungry, dark eyes.

"Here..." She said throatily. "Let me..." Carmen stretched slightly, arching her back and smiling as Gray's eyes followed her movements before ever so slowly tugging her top off with the sound of a subtle squelch at the fabric sliding off her slick skin. The Australian watched in awe, his hazel eyes following the smallest of her movements.

The lady in red pulled her skimpy bit of fabric off, throwing a smirk above her as Gray feasted upon the sight of her bare breasts. "Did that help?" Carmen asked innocently, meeting Gray's eyes with a wide-eyed glance.

"Definitely..." Her friend murmured against her skin, lightly brushing his lips around the curve of her breasts, his fingers dancing around their cup before taking one of them in his mouth.

"Ah!" Carmen moaned at the motion, her eyes fluttering to a close as his lips and hands massaged at her chest. "Is that all you got?"

"There's plenty where that game from, mate." Gray laughed, his lips dancing along Carmen's skin. As his hands moved along her body, Carmen went into what felt like a paralysis, her hands falling from his muscled chest. Her mind was unable to process the pleasure fast enough as his lips kissed along her defined torso.

"Gray..." She felt herself say hungrily. She quivered beneath her best friend's touch, clinging to his shoulder for support as his arousal pressed against her hard, begging for what was on both of their minds. At her wordless glance of consent, the australian yanked down her leggings in one slick motion, tossing them away as a whole new area to explore was now open.

Gray's rough hands slid along the smooth slickness of her thighs, daring to drift closer and closer to a dangerous place.

"Carmen..." He whispered back. The thief thought he was going to return to her lips, but he didn't. Instead he settled before her, spreading her legs apart ever so slightly.

God.

Only then did Gray resume his kisses, moving along the brown-skinned woman's thighs, daring to dance closer and closer to the place boiling between her legs. She felt his cool lips brush against the hotness of her inner thighs and threw her head back

A throaty moan broke from her lips as she prepared herself for what was to come. She didn't even have to ask because he was there. Gray new exactly what she wanted, his movements perfectly in tune with her own as his tongue explored her.

The lady in red clenched her thighs tight, quivering as he ravaged her until she could take it no longer.

"Gray..." She moaned again in warning, whispering his name like the final word of a magic spell. And that was what it felt like, too. Magical.

And then he finished her, a long throaty sigh escaping her lips as she reached her breaking point. Carmen threw her head back with a laugh, feeling her blood thrum in her veins with life.

She started to get up, shooting Gray a flirty grin when he pinned her back down to the mats.

"Gray, what are you--"

"We're not done quite yet, mate...." He grinned devilishly down at her as Carmen felt a blush spread across her body.

"I need you, Carmen..." He murmured, only this timethe humor was drained from his voice, replaced by a darker lust. He growled against her hot skin as his hands roughly held her down.

"Ah!" And there he was, his arousal pressing firmly against her naked sex, seemingly begging to be let in.

Their lips collided aggressively, only this time, Gray took the lead. He pressed One rough kiss after another along the line of her body, teasing her with his length.

God. "Gray...." Carmen whined. "Please...."

A cocky grin broke across his perfect lips, and he whispered; "I want to hear you say it, mate."

"Oh my god." Carmen laughed shakily, giving in to her desire. "Please, Gray....I need this. I need you."

And then he was there, like a soldier answering a command. His lips continued to dance down her body, but now his length was against her, slipping into her tight entrance with a wet sound, Carmen shrieking with pleasure. The thief threw her head back and began to thrust her hips forward, Gray's speed perfectly in sync with her desires.

His hips rolled against her hard, and she could feel him delve a little bit deeper each time until he was pounding into her at the perfect pace, his entire member stretching Carmen's right cavern.

And she could no longer keep quiet. The great Carmen Sandiego was vulnerable and undone. She lost her sense of reality as she was being fucked so thoroughly by her best friend, him fulfilling every need that she had never been able to sate with her fingers.

One of her legs was kicked up, stretching upwards to allow Gray to pound into her with his shaft, her wet arousal drifting through the air and contaminating it with the invigorating smell of sex.

Gray was hungry, and ravenously so. The fact played out here as his lips ferociously nipped away at her delicate body, reducing the scarlet super thief to whimpers and groans.

"Faster! Harder!" She commanded and begged at the same time, her hips convulsing in and out, up and down, moving every which way to better accommodate her best friend's dick.

Gray lifted her off the ground, and Carmen's legs wrapped around his muscular waist, feeling the distinct hardness of his muscles beneath her quivering thighs. His lips were glued to her neck as Carmen began to grind along his shaft, moving up and down her friend's tall length.

It was only when they reached the wall that Gray forced her to stop, slamming her against the brick surface almost as hard as he proceeded to pound into her once he had a steady plane to hold her against.

"Yes!" She cried, not remembering they could be heard..."God, that hard, Fuck me that Hard...."

Gray groaned at her request but obliged, rolling his hips against the brown-skinned woman beneath him, his lips having brushed the beginnings of purple bruises all down her neck.

"Faster, Gray!" The thief begged, the way she surrendered herself to him so completely sexy.

She opened her legs wide-wide enough to do a split, doing anything she could think of to allow Gray better entrance to fuck her. Pain and pleasure began to coincide as they both clung to the last of their highs, pressing into each other as all their years of lust and love came before them.

"That was quite the workout, Miss Sandiego." Gray murmured with a lazy wink as he held her close, his lips brushing tenderly along the curve of her neck."Definitely feeling in tip-top, VILE-fighting shape."

"We certainly worked up a sweat, didn't we?" She purred back, peering at him through the thickness of her black lashes.

"I think a bit more practice like that, and I'll be kicking their asses in no time..." Gray caressed her cheek and smirked.

"Fighting VILE demands the utmost physical dedication," The thief crooned back. "I think we'll need to make these workout sessions a regular thing."

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