Maverick was more at ease now that she wasn't at the bar. And it was just her and Kazansky. She noticed a scar as he got her a water bottle not wanting Maverick to lose her voice. Maverick sat out on the front porch of Icemans bungalow and got comfortable on the swing. Iceman came out with a beer and took a sip of it, setting it on the railing behind the swing.

"So to start off Brett. Why did you join Top Gun?" Iceman asked Maverick.

"I wanted to find a place I belong in." Maverick said setting her water bottle down. She looked over at Iceman, seeing him smile tenderly at her.

"I didn't expect that answer honestly." Iceman told Maverick.

"You're not going to expect this either Iceman but my old man abused me growing up." Maverick finally admitted.

"Jester saved my skin a few times from his terrible drunken rage." Maverick said with a shaky sigh and squeezed the edge of the swing. Iceman saw the vein in Mavericks jaw and he couldn't believe how such a beautiful intelligent firey thing could have such a terrible childhood. He placed his larger hand over Mavericks hand and rubbed his thumb across her palm.

"You didn't deserve that." Iceman said out loud.

"Part of me has a hard time believing that..." Maverick said looking down for a second. Iceman shifted again and he gripped her chin tilting it up to make Maverick look at him. She was hiding tears from him and Iceman knew it.

"You deserve to be protected. Cared for. Loved and needed." Iceman told her.

Maverick nodded gently once Iceman let go of her chin and her eyes darted to the deep blue class ring Iceman had on his finger. She then looked back at Icemans deep icy blue eyes.

"You mean that, don't you Kazansky?" Maverick said.

"Fuck yeah I do Brett." Iceman said to Maverick. She smiled chuckling.

"I love the enthusiasm Kazansky." Maverick said grinning, "So who's going to do all that for me?"

Iceman already knew the answer to the question. It had to be him. Iceman refused to let her out of his sight now.

"Me, Brett." Iceman said with a wild smirk, one Maverick would grow to love. Maverick cupped Icemans cheek brushing it with her fingers.

"Are you sure you want to take on that heavy burden Kazansky?" Maverick said looking into his eyes again. She was seemingly melting the Icemans heart. Iceman placed his hand ontop of her hand smirking smugly.

"I'm sure Brett." Iceman said confidently.

Don't think just do Babygirl, god he's so in love with you but what for? Maverick tilted her head boldly, to size Kazansky up once more. Iceman tilted her head back as he looked down at Maverick proving who was really in control here. It was Iceman. The Iceman stole Mavericks heart. She closed her eyes as Iceman leaned in and his hands were feeling Maverick up and down, finding every scar, cut and indentation known to man on her. Maverick let out a hum as Icemans lips met Mavericks, tongues battling for dominance over one another. Mavericks hand brushed hard down the back of Icemans head, sending a shiver down his back. Iceman picked Maverick up setting her on his lap, her legs spread around his waist as he kissed her even deeper. Mavericks fingertips trailed down Icemans head, making him groan audibly into the kiss.

"Fuck...." Iceman gasped, leaning his forehead against Mavericks forehead. Both were panting in time with each other, when Maverick slowly drew her hands fingertips down Icemans chest causing him to shift again.

"We should probably—"

Iceman kissed her with a firey passion, his hands cupping her cheeks tilting her head as she kissed back. Maverick caressed Icemans cheeks with her thumbs, when he pulled Maverick against his body and he wrapped Mav's legs around his waist, leaving her higher up on his waist. Iceman looked up at her with reckless abandon and the look of pure unadulterated love in his eyes. Maverick looked back, with that child like innocence in her dark brown eyes as she smiled at Iceman. She brushed her nose over his nose, something she'd seen lovers do in movies before. Iceman reciprocated the action and held her hips.

"Kazansky, please?" Maverick said in a sweet but gentle tone she rarely used while in the cockpit.

"Whatever you want baby." Iceman said smiling at her, "Whatever you want...."

"I want you.." Maverick said.

Iceman was just waiting for her to say that phrase. She knew that things after tonight would be different around them. Maverick would have to keep it a secret if she even wanted to have a shot at making it into combat with the boys. Iceman stood up with Maverick still around his waist backing her up against the front door, Icemans lips violently clashing with Mavericks lips in a feverish manner, as if he couldn't get enough of her. He pushed Mav's arms above her head, tilting his head up as Maverick tilted her head down. Icemans hands went down to her hips, this whole moment was so damn palpable. He rutted up against Maverick and she moaned into his mouth, squeezing his arms for support. Then Iceman swung open the front door, pressing Maverick against the screen door which came wide open. Iceman closed the door and crossed over to the kitchen, pinning Maverick against the fridge, kissing her feverishly all over the parts of her body that weren't covered as he rutted up against her hard.

"Kazansky..." Maverick moaned head going back as she bounced upwards against the fridge and gasped as Iceman did it again.

"I'm here baby...." Iceman cooed, groaning as he couldn't take it anymore, "Fuck I can't take it anymore baby.."

"Then do it Kazansky." Maverick said as a moan escaped her lips. She helped him unzip his dress pants and she pulled her dresses straps over her shoulders, letting the silk glittery sparkly fabric fall an pool at her bare feet. Iceman picked her up again taking her to his bedroom. She giggled when he playfully put her on the bed and she blew hair out of her face looking up at Iceman. As he slid off his boxers and she tilted her head back one hand gripping his forearm as his other hand was beside her head. Maverick let out a gasp and then a wanton moan as she adjusted to his size.

"You belong with me..." Iceman said. She wasn't the only one that none of the men liked. They hated Kazansky because he wasn't there to make friends. He was one of the best and that made him dangerous. And Iceman knew that.

"Oh Tom...." Maverick moaned sweetly, squeezing his arm.