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Alex bounces her leg a little nervously, adjusting the strap of her gun over her shoulder as the van comes to a stop.
“You okay babe?” Maggie questions, Alex looking up at her girlfriend as she adjusts her suit jacket over her shoulders.
“Yeah I’m good. Just mission nerves.” Alex assures with a tight smile. She bites back the irritation of having to work on Valentine ’s Day, the holiday somewhat being a tradition for them these days.
This year though, she’s stuck here instead, eyes trailing along the lines of Maggie’s suit and forcing herself not to reach out and tug it off. But when her girlfriend asks for help on something, well it's not like Alex could ever say no.
“We got it all planned, I’ll go in and set up the deal and as soon as I’ve got the drugs you come in.” Maggie recants, leaning forward and placing a hand on Alex’s arm. “And Kara is right there too. It'll be totally fine, back in time for dinner and a movie.”
Alex takes a breath and nods, knowing this is a routine mission. They’ve done this hundreds of times before. And she supposes getting a high value drug dealer off the streets is worth putting her valentine’s urges on hold…for a while.
“You guys ready?” Winn questions, leaning past the drivers seat with a headset sitting a little awkwardly on his ears.
Alex rolls her eyes and gives him a thumbs up as Maggie pushes the back door open, clambering out into the back alleyway of the club. The music is pounding, even outside, the noise reminding Alex a bit too much of her college days.
But Maggie is adjusting her suit, pulling at the collar of her shirt which sits open temptingly in the absence of a tie. The sight forces Alex to remind herself to stay focused. But still, she grabs Maggie's forearm, twisting her back around and pulling the detective into a kiss, just to numb her nerves. Maggie just laughs against her lips and pulls Alex a little closer by her jaw.
“You’re gonna be late.” Winn mumbles out, shooing Maggie with his hand from the front seat.
“Quiet Schott.” Alex shoots back, Maggie laughing and pulling one of Alex’s hands up to her lips, kissing her knuckles gently to get her attention back.
“Be careful.” Maggie requests softly.
“You too.” Alex whispers, pushing a strand of the detectives hair back behind her ear.
But she can sense Winn getting restless about the time, so Alex nods and shuffles back a bit with a smile.
“Get in there detective.” She says playfully.
“Right away Agent Danvers.” Maggie smirks out, heading to the back door of the club with a light hearted salute.
“You two are useless and I love it.” Winn gushes out, Alex unable to help the smile that stretches across her face even as she rolls her eyes.
She pulls a laptop from beside Winn, opening it and pulling up the surveillance cameras from the club, watching as Maggie moves around the outskirts of the dance floor, lights sparking off her hair and face in a way that would have Alex speechless on any other night.
“All teams comms check.” Alex instructs, pressing a hand to her ear before checking her rifle and loading a round into the chamber with a click.
“Supergirl check.” Kara’s voice chimes, soft against the wind high above the club.
“Alpha team check.” Vasquez follows.
“Beta check.” The NCPD unit down the road confirms.
“Sawyer check.” Maggie’s voice sounds, Alex flinching a little against the loud music that bales through behind it. “Entry clear. Proceeding to meeting point.”
Alex’s leg bounces nervously again as she waits, all comms lines silent as Maggie’s feed fills everyone’s ears. The upbeat music puts Alex on edge, her fingers anxious against her weapon, waiting to act.
But Maggie’s voice calms her, marginally.
“I’m at the booth. No contact yet.” The detective echoes. “All good Danvers?”
Alex laughs, knowing no one on the other lines will say anything about it.
“Totally fine Sawyer.” Alex offers back. “Starting to lose faith in your connections though.” She teases, watching as Maggie glares up at her through one of the cameras.
“My connections are perfec-... here she comes.” Maggie whispers, Alex tensing again and getting ready to move out of the van at the slightest sign of trouble as a tall blonde woman approaches Maggie.
Her walk honestly puts Alex on edge more than anything else, the keen in her voice as she speaks to Maggie even more so.
“You Detective Sawyer?” The woman questions lowly, leaning over the booth table intentionally to whisper in Maggie’s ear.
“Depends.” Maggie replies. “If I am?”
The woman leans back, crossing her legs slowly as she tilts her head.
“Well… considering the day, if you are, then I can guarantee you the night of your life.” She reasons confidently.
Alex scoffs. “ Shut up and do the damn deal.” She mumbles to herself.
Maggie’s fingers tap on the table as Alex glares at the blonde dealer through the laptop screen, wanting to charge in there and take her down just from the way she's looking at Maggie right now.
“Sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.” Maggie murmurs off script, Alex’s jaw dropping and shutting tightly as she grits her teeth. “Although I can't very well enjoy myself without a name.”
The blonde woman smiles. “Katya.” She offers, standing and reaching for Maggie’s hand as she leads them to the back of the club to the bar.
Alex just waits. She can’t do anything until the deal is done. But she wants nothing more than to wipe that smug smile from the dealers face, tell her to back off.
“Box of scotch, left of the fridge.” Katya instructs the bartender who nods curtly and retrieves it.
“Just like that?” Maggie questions as the dealer places the box on the bar top, Katya pushing it across towards her.
“Usually there’s a little more protocol... but I honestly want to get to the rest of our night.” The dealer implies seductively. “But my security detail is waiting out front and is quite intent on an early night.”
Alex watches as Maggie smiles. And it isn't the smile she gives Alex, no this is fake, the light not really reaching the detective's eyes. But still, it makes Alex’s blood boil.
“My bike is out back.” Maggie murmurs, leaning in close to the woman, brushing her hair back off her neck a little in the way Alex knows feels like sparks.
Katya is more than happy to follow Maggie as the detective puts the small box under her arm and heads out the way she came in.
Alex cracks the van door slightly and watches the back door, waiting as it swings open and Maggie walks out. Katya follows quickly and before Alex can give the teams the go ahead to take down the dealer and her security team, she’s shoving Maggie against the club wall, hands pushing past the detectives jacket as she kisses her roughly.
“Oh fuck this!” Alex exclaims, charging out of the van and letting her rifle fall to her side. “Get the hell off my girlfriend!” She barks out.
Katya has barely turned around to face her when Alex pulls her arm back sharply and throws her fist into the woman's jaw, sending her to the alley floor with a groan.
“All teams move in" Alex instructs blandly into the comms, hauling Katya up roughly and pushing her into the arms of an agent who muscles her into the back of the NCPD prisoner van that pulls up a few moments later.
Maggie shuffles up beside her to watch the whole thing.
“Well that didn't go too bad.” She offers, crossing her arms casually. “We can still make the theatre if you want?”
Alex just glares at her as Kara lands heavily in front of them, passing off another two security guards to the prison escorts.
“What?” Maggie questions at the harsh look.
Alex just paces over to Kara, stripping her Kevlar and guns off and shoving them into her sisters arms. She debates keeping her shirt but ultimately decides it’s not needed given what she has in mind, tugging it off and adjusting the black tank top she has underneath in slight irritation as she tosses her shirt to Kara as well.
“Please take those back to the armory.” She asks tensely. “I’m taking off from work right now.” Alex offers bluntly, double checking the pockets of her tactical pants for anything that’d be dangerous in a crowd, for once grateful for the slightly tight material...especially considering the look she catches on Maggie’s face as the detective watches her less than innocently.
“Uhh.. okay.” Kara says with a shrug, handing most of the equipment over to Winn and climbing into the passenger seat beside him as the DEO and NCPD vehicles start rolling out.
“You guys coming?” Winn calls out.
Maggie starts heading for the side door but Alex grabs her arm stiffly.
“No we're good.” Alex tells him, tone bordering on an order.
It works and the tech nerd just nods nervously and starts the engine, Kara waving goodbye as she stuffs a chocolate bar in her mouth.
“Have a good night.” The hero says with a cheeky grin, Alex glaring her sister off as the truck rolls away.
“How you planning on getting us home now Danvers?” Maggie asks, shrugging with a confused smile at her girlfriend.
“We're not going home.” Alex clarifies matter of factly, grabbing the detectives hand and tugging her back towards the club.
And despite her current drive and eagerness to bring Maggie here, Alex is grateful her girlfriend doesn’t argue as she guides them through the back door and past the bathrooms to the dance floor.
The tacky valentines day posters and confetti do little to impress Alex, nor does the overwhelming music that floods every sense in her body.
So She pulls Maggie in close to herself amongst the crowd, arms draped over her shoulders easily.
“What are we doing?” Maggie questions, leaning up into Alex’s neck to speak and be heard over the music. “Thought we had a date with some takeout and candles?” She chuckles.
Alex just shrugs, enjoying the heat that creeps up her neck at the feeling of Maggie’s breath against her skin, letting her hands wander down the detective’s side to rest gently on her hips and sway them against the tune of the blaring sound. If she’s honest,
Alex just wants to be close to Maggie right now, let her hands wander across her back and feel the warmth beneath her fingertips.
“That’s not an answer.” Maggie grumbles, pulling her face back a little.
Alex’s hands clench, fingers threading into Maggie’s belt loops in determination to keep her close as the agent looks down at her girlfriend intensely.
“Stay.” She murmurs out lowly, insisting Maggie listen, the fire in her chest spreading everywhere and making her breathing slow and heavy, Maggie smirking at the realization.
“This is about Katya.” The detective concludes cockily, Alex unable to stop the glare burning on her face at the tone. “Are you jealous?”
Alex clenches her jaw, focusing on keeping her feet moving instead of stopping and wiping the knowing smile off Maggie’s face.
“Why would I be?” Alex retorts bluntly. “You’re with me aren’t you?”
Maggie just smirks at that, nodding slowly. “I am…”
She leaves the assurance open, Alex knowing the tactic the detective uses to get her to open up.
“I just didn’t like it okay?” Alex concedes. “I mean it’s not that I own you or anything like that, you can do anything you want and if you thought you had to go off script to get the deal done then it’s just the job and it’s not for me t-“
“Alex.” Maggie cuts in gently. “I get everything you’re saying babe. And you know I didnt kiss her. You're all I want, even when you get jealous.” She assures with a sly smile.
“But?” Alex questions, watching the way Maggie’s eyes roam over her face, darkening under the flashing and coloured lights.
Maggie bites her lip, leaning up until her lips brush against Alex’s ear softly. “But what makes you think I didn’t do it on purpose?” She teases roughly.
“You..what?” Alex stammers, shaking her head slightly as Maggie pulls back with a smile.
She takes Alex’s hand and spins herself out a little, twisting back into Alex with the music so that her back is pressed securely against the agent’s chest, arms wrapped around her waist.
Maggie looks back over her shoulder, Alex leaning down a little to hear her, the agent’s heart stalling in her chest.
“Dance with me Agent Danvers.” She requests flirtingly. “Someone owes me the night of my life.”
Alex feels her jaw clench at the words that Maggie whispers up at her, the image of Katya kissing her making Alex fill with a burning desire to let everyone know that she's the one with Maggie. No one else.
She drops her lips to Maggie’s neck and bites gently, smirking at the small jolt that shoots through her girlfriend, her shoulders jumping off Alex’s chest before landing back heavily.
“Turn around.” Alex instructs lowly, the music and the noise seeming to fade away as Maggie does as she’s told, her suit and hair catching the lights and reflecting it off her dark eyes temptingly.
Alex threads her hands into Maggie’s hair, pulling her in without much warning, the excited gasp and eager hands her girlfriend puts on her hips just making an ache roll deep in Alex’s stomach, her breath catching against Maggie’s lips.
The detective smirks up at her and takes her hand, pulling the agent towards the backdoor where they came in.
Maggie pushes through it hastily, tugging Alex after her into the alley as the night air bites at her skin again.
“Maggie what are we doing out h-" Alex cuts herself off as Maggie turns towards her, eyes looking over every inch of the agent until reaching her eyes.
The tension is tight in Alex’s body as Maggie steps forward, urging Alex backwards silently until her shoulders meet the wall of the club, the agent practically holding her breath as Maggie smiles at her and presses her hands to the bricks beside Alex’s head and leans in close.
“I know how you get with these things.” Maggie murmurs. “You don't think I notice how you kiss me harder?” She questions, voice low and teasing as she lets her nose nudge Alex’s jaw up to let her lips ghost over her neck. “The way you hold me tighter, closer.”
Alex’s hands bunch into the shirt on Maggie’s waist instinctively at the words, a shaking breath moving past her lips as Maggie pushes forward a little more and presses her body tightly against the agent.
“Mags...” Alex warns halfheartedly, unable to deny the need that laces into her voice.
The detective just laughs quietly, content to place tame kisses against the agent's neck no matter how much the soft sensation makes Alex shake and sink down against the wall.
Maggie simply places her thigh between Alex’s own to help keep her up. The contact shoots through Alex and drives the burn ache in her stomach, forcing her to push back against Maggie and flip them around, pressing the detective a little roughly back into the wall she just held Alex against.
“You know I’m all yours babe.” Maggie says sweetly, leaning back comfortably under Alex’s weight. “I want you to show me.”
Alex half moans and half laughs at that, letting her face fall to Maggie’s shoulder as the music echoes from the club, surrounding them.
“You're gonna be the death of me Sawyer.” She whines with a smile, turning to kiss her girlfriends neck, the taste of her skin on Alex’s lips urging her to grab Maggie’s jaw and pull her face down a little to kiss her.
And the taste of her lips, the feeling of her smile... it all makes Alex’s head spin. The way Maggie bites at her lips to urge her on is making Alex's heart pound like crazy as she stands up, hands grabbing beneath Maggie’s thighs to lift her up and use her hips to press the detective firmly into the wall.
“No one else gets this, gets you.” Alex murmurs into Maggie’s mouth. “Long as you're with me, you're mine.” She breathes out, crashing her lips back to her girlfriend's to prove the point.
Maggie smirks against her lips, her hands seemingly unable to stay in one place, drifting from Alex’s hair down her neck, clutching at the agents shirt, anything they can find as she pulls Alex deeper into the kiss, half mumbling out requests for more that the agent is happy to comply with.
Between the noises Maggie is trying to keep in and the way her chest breathes hard and fast against Alex's own, the agent can't help but push a little further, her tongue moving slowly and slightly over Maggie's lip for permission. But the gasp it evokes, the detective throwing her head back against the wall and arching against Alex’s body has the agent lunging for her neck, wanting to feel the way her girlfriend struggles to breath beneath her lips as she gently sucks and bites a mark into the soft skin.
Maggie growls slightly at a sharp nip, her hands pushing Alex away and then pulling the agent's mouth against her own hungrily.
Alex's heart is stammering to keep control as Maggie moans into the kiss, hands threading and pulling at Alex’s hair as she tries to roll her hips between Alex and the wall, the dissatisfied groan she let’s out against Alex’s lips making the agent just pull back, a smile burning on her face.
“I don’t suppose you had the NCPD check for cameras out here?” Alex breathes out harshly, biting her lip as she waits for Maggie to nod distractedly.
“Uh.. Yeah.. only out front.” She murmurs. “Why?”
Alex just smirks as she leans in again, Maggie moaning into the kiss and sinking back against the wall as Alex’s teeth pull gently at her lips, her tongue sweeping slowly over the soft marks to soothe them. She moves a hand further beneath Maggie’s thigh, pushing in close to the detective to pin her securely to the wall and hold her weight with one arm.
Maggie's hips try to press forward as Alex lets her free hand roam up the detectives neck, tilting her head to the side to kiss and bite gently at the smooth skin of her neck again, Alex adoring the desperate sounds her girlfriend tries to hold in as she tries to pull Alex closer by her shirt.
“Stop playing.” Maggie pants out, her voice wavering in her attempt to tell Alex what to do.
Alex laughs against the detectives neck, trailing her lips down to Maggie’s jacket collar, teasing at her collarbone just beneath the material.
“Why the rush?” Alex murmurs, her hand drifting down Maggie's side and trailing along her belt until she stops at the clasp. “The night of your life is only starting, so enjoy it.” She teases, pulling Maggie’s belt loose and running her fingers over the button and zip of her pants to urge them open.
Maggie leans her head back against the wall, jaw clenching as she stifles a whimper in her throat, hips pressing up into Alex’s touch subconsciously.
“Let me touch you first at least.” Alex smirks out in response, letting her nose and lips trail along Maggie’s jaw until the detective looks back at her, hands pulling at Alex’s hair until her mouth finds Alex’s, demanding some fraction of control as Alex groans at the effort to stay focused on keeping Maggie up.
“Fuck me.” Maggie forces out between their lips. “Or I’m sure someone else will.”
It’s like a switch flicks in Alex’s body, the agent growling under her breath as her mouth crashes back into Maggie’s roughly, her tongue demanding to taste and feel Maggie’s, Alex wanting to swallow every whimper and every choked moan her girlfriend makes.
She pulls at the front waistband of Maggie’s pants until she can slide her hand down along the detectives stomach, fingers moving over her underwear until Alex presses her palm up against Maggie’s centre, the heel of her hand firmly against her clit through the thin and soaked fabric.
Maggie’s body shudders against her, the detective gasping as she goes pliant beneath Alex’s touch, her thighs loosening around the agents waist as she loses focus.
Alex smirks, dragging her lips along Maggie's jaw as she pushes forward heavily, Maggie whining at being unable to move in the slightest with how tightly Alex holds her against the wall.
“Well if you can't keep your legs around me you’re gonna fall.” Alex murmurs lowly, a smile on her lips. “So unless you want me to stop..."
“Don't, please Alex...” Maggie forces out desperately, a hand going Alex’s wrist between them and holding it in place shakily.
The way Maggie’s voice wavers has Alex smirking as she brings her lips back to Maggie's, urging her mouth open to swallow the moan her girlfriend let’s out when the agent pushes her underwear aside with her fingers.
Alex groans, hand shaking slightly as she let’s her touch explore the wetness that coats her fingers eagerly. Maggie drops her head back with a whimper as Alex leans back a little to watch the way her girlfriend arches against her hips.
And Alex has to admit, she gets lost in it, the way Maggie’s breath catches when she circles her clit, the way her hands pull at Alex’s hair when the agent goes too slowly. It all unfolds in front of Alex like she's orchestrating the best song in the world, intent to hear every sound and muted word Maggie murmurs out as she gets closer to the edge Alex so desperately wants to push her over.
Her fingers drag steadily down to Maggie’s entrance, pressing in slightly to feel her girlfriend flutter and clench as Alex’s lips find Maggie’s neck to kiss at her stuttering heartbeat. She enjoys the feeling for a moment, pressing her body into Maggie’s hips as her touch moves slowly, intently up through the wet and warm folds until finding her clit, circling slowly again before pressing over it gently.
“Oh fuck..” Maggie moans out, pulling desperately at Alex’s shirt, fingers scratching down the agent’s arms as she tries to breathe.
Alex groans in response, her stomach tightening as she forces her legs to remain steady against the arousal that floods her body. She can't ignore the way it makes her desperate to be against Maggie, her kisses growing heated as she urges Maggie's lips to her own, teeth pulling and tongue soothing as Alex concentrates on the way Maggie’s centre pushes against her palm to distract herself from the ache lowering in her abdomen.
She finds a pattern, her fingers pressing slowly into Maggie’s entrance until the detectives breath catches between their lips.
Alex pauses briefly, curling her fingers lightly to cause Maggie to arch her back against the wall, then dragging her touch out slowly over every small spot Alex knows will make Maggie pliant against her before circling and pressing her clit until she's gasping and whimpering into Alex’s shoulder.
“I got you baby.” Alex assures, knowing Maggie loves the soft tone and encouragement, despite insisting after the fact that she doesn’t. But the soft moan and arch of her back as Alex whispers the words into her hair just makes the agent smile at the confirmation.
Maggie’s breath turns hotly towards Alex’s neck, faltering and stalling even as her lips seem adamant to taste the agent’s skin, her hands pulling desperately at Alex’s waist as her body keens forward with every motion of Alex’s fingers between their bodies.
But when Maggie bites at the sensitive skin gently, Alex’s caution slips and she presses her hips forward as her touch find Maggie’s entrance, the motion hard and rough as it forces Alex’s fingers to push into her girlfriend sharply until her palm rests against her clit.
It draws a muffled scream from Maggie, Alex drawing back out slowly as her forehead finds the detectives in concern.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to go so h-“
Maggie pulls at Alex’s jaw, cutting her words off with a heated kiss as her fingers dig into Alex’s neck and keep her close. Her hips push up insistently against Alex, urging her fingers to push in again as Maggie whines into her mouth, nodding slightly when Alex curls her fingers in question. It’s all the confirmation Alex needs as she begins pushing and pulling her fingers between the muscles that clench and flutter harder with every moan Alex tastes on her lips.
When Maggie’s body starts writhing slightly and the breaths between their kisses get longer, overcome by the moans and whimpers that Maggie can’t keep quiet anymore, Alex feels a fire burn through her body with the sight of Maggie coming undone beneath her, the detective murmuring mostly incoherent requests in her ear. Alex pushes her fingers a little harder, dragging them back over the small spot within Maggie she knows will get her over the edge and pressing over it steadily, letting Maggie arch and push into the soft touch until she comes, shaking and trembling as Alex moves her fingers back and forth slowly to draw out the orgasm Maggie moans out into her neck.
It takes a few moments, but soon Alex feels Maggie’s arms looping over her shoulders, the detective huddling into Alex’s neck and kissing there lightly, pulling a smile to the agent's face.
“You okay?” Alex asks gently, pulling her fingers away from Maggie, chuckling softly at the way her girlfriend whines at the loss.
Alex let’s her hands drift behind Maggie's knees, pulling her legs tightly around her waist to hold her close as Maggie mumbles words into her neck.
“What was that baby?” Alex murmurs back, pulling Maggie up from the wall slightly to have the detective in her arms.
“Love you.” Maggie smiles, pulling back to run her hands through Alex's hair gently. “I said I love you, Alex.”
The agent feels the beating in her chest soften, looking up into her girlfriends brown eyes and wishing not for the first time that she could drown in the colour.
She let’s Maggie slide down to her feet again, hands sliding from her thighs up to her waist to keep her steady.
“I love you too.” Alex whispers, her forehead falling to Maggie’s. “And I still want you so badly, want to spend the whole night wanting you, all of you.” She laughs out gently, hoping to cover the awkwardness of the mild ramble. “I want candles and that pasta you make for special occasions, because I love being in love with you. Especially today.” Alex offers sweetly.
Maggie blushes and huddles into Alex’s chest, her hands still shaking a little as they rest at the small of the agents back.
“Let’s go home.” Alex breathes out, Maggie looking up at her with a question in her eyes that Alex just kisses her to reply. “I wanna show you.”