Quiet! (Battlestar Galactica, The Closer/ Major Crimes, Bill Adama, Sharon Raydor)

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Title: Quiet!
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica, The Closer/ Major Crimes
Pair: Bill Adama/ Sharon Raydor
Content Warnings: N/A
Prompt: "What's that noise?"

Sharon tried in vain to ignore the hands drifting up and down her sides as she fumbled with her keys in the door. A giggle bubbled up when the fingers brushed a particularly ticklish spot and Sharon batted the hands away playfully. "Shhhh, don't want to wake Rusty!" she scolded, even as she allowed Bill to turn her around and press her back against the door.

His grey-blue eyes sparkled as they searched hers for permission, permission that she granted easily, despite still being in the hallway of her building, despite the possibility that Rusty could be sitting just inside the door watching TV. A playful smile tugged at Bill's lips but Sharon barely had time to see it before she felt it instead, his lips smiling against hers.

Sharon didn't usually let herself get carried away like this — not outside of the bedroom, anyway. But then, she didn't usually have that extra glass of wine with dinner either.

Bill's lips began to move again, trailing along Sharon's jaw toward her ear. Both of Sharon's hands flew up to cradle his head and encourage his progress and the keys dropped with a clatter, forgotten in a heap on the floor; Sharon was far too focused on Bill's lips and teeth and tongue to notice anything else.

She tilted his head to her lips, pressing them to his temple to stifle a moan. But then Bill's hands shifted on her hips, his teeth nibbled at her earlobe, and a sigh escaped from her lips, too loud to be completely muted by his hair.

"Bill! Quiet!" she whispered, urgently. Deep, deep down, in the bureaucratic, rule-loving part of herself, she was beginning to realize they needed to relocate. Somewhere more private, and preferably sound proofed.

He pulled away, just far enough to whisper in her ear in that soft, rumbling voice that drove her crazy. "I'm not the one making noise," he pointed out, far too logically in Sharon's opinion. She didn't have the chance to respond though because his lips were on hers again, more insistent and passionate than before and she threw her arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss.

"Sharon? Uh… is that you? Is, uh, everything alright?" Rusty's voice drifted through the door, cutting through the ardorous haze that had settled over the couple in the hallway.

"Rusty! Hi! Yes, we're fine. Just dropped my keys," Sharon replied weakly as Bill chuckled silently into her shoulder. "Be right in!"

"Ooook… well, no rush, I'm going to bed," the teenager replied.

"OK. Good night, Rusty!" Sharon called back. She congratulated herself for sounding a bit more normal this time, especially considering the fact that Bill had crouched to the floor to retrieve her keys but had gotten distracted by her bare legs on the way back up.

"Night, Sharon!" Rusty paused and added, "Night, Bill!"

Bill's face turned red as he finally got back to his feet and handed Sharon her keys. "Good night, Rusty," he mumbled sheepishly.

They listened carefully to Rusty's receding footsteps and waited for his door to close before Sharon turned the key and let them into the apartment. They silently made their way to Sharon's room, not even daring to touch again until the door was closed tightly behind them. 

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