"Look who's talking. Nice t-shirt by the way," Methos replied, taking a sip from his coffee cup. 

"Thanks," she replied with a grin as she looked down at her "Engineers do it at right angles' t-shirt, which she was using as a nightgown. She then went to the fridge and started to rummage. 

Methos admired the view for a moment before saying, "Coffee's already made." 

"Yuck," she replied as she pulled a root beer out of the fridge and popped the top. "I'd rather have a real drink." 

"You're drinking soda for breakfast?" he asked, incredulous. 

She shrugged. "Why not?" 

"You are strange." 

Grinning mischievously, she replied, "Thank you. I try." 

A few minutes passed in silence as Methos watched her putter around the kitchen, making toast. 

"You want some?" she asked, offering him a slice. 

"Not of the toast no, but I'll take some," he replied as he advanced around the table toward her. 

"I'm trying to eat breakfast here!" 

"You can eat later," he replied as he set her toast on the table. Putting hand on the wall on each side of he, he grinned. "Gotcha." 

"Do you really?" she asked with a wicked grin. Debating for a second on fighting her way free, she decided this was *much* more fun. "From what I see, I have you." 

He pondered that remark for a second until she pulled his head down for a kiss as she ground her body against his. 

He broke the kiss off, gasping for breath while she grinned at him. "Had enough?" Shauna asked. 

"Not quite," he replied, scooping her up and carrying her over to the breakfast nook. Pushing her t-shirt up, he ran his hands along the sides of her body to her panties. He hooked his fingers under the waistband, pulling her underwear off in the process. 

"It's a bit early for this, isn't it?" she asked with a half moan as his hands traveled up the inside of her legs. 

"It's already five am. Besides, it's never to early," he replied as his fingers skipped over the curls between her legs. "Isn't this a little early for you to be up though? I always thought you were a night owl," he asked ad he bended down to kiss her stomach. 

"I haven't gone to bed..." she trailed off with a moan as he licked his way up to her breasts. 

She tangled her hands in his black hair as he slowly licked her left nipple. She moaned incoherently as he teased her with his fingers, brushing lightly along her inner thighs and her curls. 

"Now I think I've had enough," Methos whispered as he tried to disentangle himself from her. 

"Oh no you don't!" she exclaimed as she pulled him back by the amulet dangling around his neck. "You aren't getting me this worked up for nothing!" 

"Well, if you insist..." he replied with a wicked grin as he pulled his shirt off. 

Deciding to help, Shauna unbuckled his jeans and slid them down so they formed a puddle of denim at his feet. She then pulled her t-shirt off and threw it to the side while Methos lay his clothes across a chair. Pulling him down for another kiss, she muttered, "You are too damn tidy."

Shrugging in reply as his fingers entered her, Methos make her gasp in surprise. He thrust his fingers in and out of her for a few strokes, before removing them. She cried out in frustration, then gasped suddenly as he replaced his fingers with his cock. 

wrapping her legs around his waist, she meet him thrust for thrust. He brought her to the edge of orgasm, but then slowed his thrusts down, delaying the moment. 

Shauna wouldn't have it. With a determined look on her face, she squeezed her inner muscles and did tiny thrusts, which caused extra friction. He groaned as she tormented him. 

He now thrust at a frenzied pace, and they both knew he wouldn't stop or slow down this time. She started to whimper his name, as that was the deepest breath she could take. 

Shauna screamed as she orgasmed, her fingers clawing at his back. He came soon after her, thrusting hard, panting and mumbling incoherently. 

Soon after, his head laid nestled against her chest as he tried to get his breath back. 

"You know, this ain't the most comfortable place," she stated, indicating the bench she was half on. 

"Well, I'm sure we can find a better spot. Say... the bedroom?" Methos asked with a wicked grin that caused her to grin in reply. 

The End