Somewhere private

Hawk led Valerie to a small room that was mercifully free of occupants. Once they were both inside, he locked the door and turned to face her. Before he could do anything, Valerie surprised him by planting a deep kiss directly on his mouth. He returned her advances, his hands beginning to roam all over her body. Hers, meanwhile, were busy too - pushing his jacket off his shoulders and unbuttoning his shirt.

After a few heated moments, they broke off, catching their breath. He saw the hunger in her eyes as they drifted towards his belt, and then a little lower. He could feel his trousers become uncomfortably tight as the hardness in his crotch grew, encouraged by her. Once again, she began advancing upon him.

To his surprise as much as hers, he stopped her. "Valerie. Wait.", he said. "I have to tell you - it's five minutes past midnight."

He saw the confusion on her face, lust still clouding her brain. "And?", she asked, confused.

"You only had to follow my orders for one day. You don't need to do this anymore if you don't want to."

He saw the meaning of what he had said finally dawn upon her. "Ah. I see.", she mumbled awkwardly, looking down and proceeding to cover her naked body with her hands. The air in the room had suddenly turned awkward.

"Look, I'm sorry.", he began to say, stumbling upon his words. "I also wanted to say, I talked to the guys before I brought you here. There's going to be no photos of what happened here tonight."

Her eyes widened, clearly not expecting this. "Really? T-thanks a lot.", she said, a faint smile peeking from her nervous expression.

"I'm sorry, I went a little too far. I'll get you something to wear.", he said, beginning to pick up his jacket from the floor. To his surprise, she took his hands in hers, stopping him in his tracks.

"Can I tell you something?", she asked him.

"Of course."

"I need you to promise me first. It'll be a secret, only between us."

"I won't tell a soul. Promise."

Valerie bit her lip, deep in thought, torn between telling him or staying silent. After a while, the part in her that wanted to speak won. She sighed and began to speak.

"You don't need to feel guilty about what you did. The truth is...deep down, I wanted it."

Hawk's eyes went wide. He had expected her to say many things, but this wasn't one of them. "Really?", he asked, surprised.

"Yes. In fact, ever since that contest against Anya, I've dreamed about a day like today. Or yesterday - you know what I mean", she said, turning bright red. It seemed silly to be hung up on the semantics of which day it was, considering she had just shared her deepest darkest fantasy with him. And yet, here she was.

Hawk felt his heart starting to beat faster. Something was coming over him - something primal and fierce, something that wanted to take her right then and there. "Do you want me to do it again?", he asked.

She shivered, sensing it too. Yet, he could tell that she wasn't shying away, instead welcoming him, willing him to unleash that beast upon her. "I wish you would never stop.", she whispered to him, as their bodies met again.

This time, he wouldn't be interrupted.