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I need help [RP for Lee] (spoilers for tonight's ER)
standing in the elevator
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After a strangely jarring conversation with the new hospital chaplain, Abby finds herself taking the elevator upstairs, to the surgical department. Making her way to her husband's office, she waffles outside the door, pacing, stalling.

It's not until she sees one of the surgical nurses casting a curious look in her direction that she knocks softly on the door, then pushes it open. She takes a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair, and lets the door close behind her as she steps into Lee's office.

She begins to speak but has to clear her throat before she tries again.
Hey...how's the leg feeling? She approaches her husband slowly, gesturing to his injured leg.

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He presses open-mouthed kisses to her neck and shoulder between ragged breaths, slides a hand between their bodies to rub his thumb across her clit, wanting her to come.

She arches her back sharply when he applies pressure to her clit, bracing her feet against the mattress as she feels her orgasm begin, deep in her core.

He murmurs against her neck, feeling victorious as she responds to his attention, pressing the palm of his free hand against he small of her back to support her as she arches up. Love...you...

She throws her head back as she reaches her release, her muscles contracting around him as she cries out his name.

He groans as he feels her tighten around him, pulling her closer against his body and lifting his head to press kisses along her neck.

Her breathing is ragged as she comes down slowly, letting him hold her close as her chest heaves with exertion and spent passion.

He continues to press kisses against her neck, moving to one side as he pulls out slowly, wanting to let her catch her breath without bearing his weight too.

She keeps her arms around him, wanting to stay skin to skin with him even though he's moving away.

On his side, he pulls her against himself again, wanting the warmth of her sweat slicked skin against him.

She shifts onto her side as well, fingers tracing random patterns across his back. Thank you...

He arches his back slightly in response to her touch, ticklish at first, then relaxes again. Mmm...thank you, beautiful.

She stills her fingers when he tenses, then relaxes against him. Love you.

He rests his head against hers. I love you too.

She turns her head to kiss him softly.

He wraps his arms around her more tightly. He's not going to want to let her go even though he has no choice.

She returns his embrace, wanting nothing more than to stay here in his arms, though she knows they need to get up soon.

How do you do that? He murmurs softly, asking hte open ended question.

Her brow furrowed, she looks up at him. Do what?

He brushes her hair away from her face as he looks at her. Keep it feeling so good.

She shakes her head. That's us, together.

He nods as he thinks about it. Always has been, hasn't it? Even the first time.

She nods as she thinks about their first night together. You've always been the best I've had.

I find that hard to believe. And back then, he certainly wouldn't have believed it, he had counted himself lucky just to be with her. But I know I've always loved you, always wanted to make you happy.

Well, it's true. She insists, then nods again. I know.

He smiles at her a bit sadly, knowing they can't stay like this. Should probably take a shower...

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