Title: Just Do It!
Author: laiq
Pairing/Character: Veronica / Weevil
Word Count: 1572
Rating: N-17
Summary: Set during the office scene in 2x19 – Weevil shows Veronica what desks were really made for!
Spoilers: episode 2x19
Warnings: Sexual situations

Author Notes: Written mainly for christ_chexx_4u after I made my post show comments, which involved a lot about Veronica and Weevil.
Huge thanks to shealynn88 for taking time out of her hugely busy life to beta this for me, her input made the story so much better, and I’m hugely grateful.
Any mistakes are mine, and mine alone!




Weevil stared at the woman before him. The anger he had felt just moments before thinking that she had shafted him died instantly.

“You’re unbelievable,” he uttered, unable to think of anything more meaningful to explain the feelings overwhelming him at that moment. He doubted that she had any idea how much he thought about her, and how he often wondered about her other talents.

She handed him the folder with a smile.

“What do you say we figure out who some of those fine folks are?” she drawled, inclining her head as she spoke.

Weevil returned her smile, moving quickly round the desk. She pulled her laptop out of her bag and opened it on the desk in front of her, ready to get down to business.

She studied the piece of paper for a moment, and started entering information into the database fields on her computer, as Weevil leaned forward behind her, placing his arms very deliberately on either side of her body, while trying to focus on the screen in front of Veronica. He was tired of playing games, he wanted her to know just how he thought of her, and it was very much more than just a working relationship.

He saw Veronica tense, as she realised just how close to her he was. He didn’t move, just watched the screen, and what she was doing. He couldn’t help but smile to himself, as he felt her relax again, and continue typing.

Weevil let out a low whistle when the first name came up on the screen.

“That’s the best Lawyer in town V. If that’s the first name on the list, then we are dealing with some serious shit.”

Veronica turned to smile at him, as their gaze met, Weevil was unable to tear his eyes away. She was so close to him that he could feel the heat of her skin and all he could think of was bending down towards her to capture her lips with his own.

Weevil closed the gap between them. Gently he pressed his lips to hers, expecting her to pull away and wound him with a sharp remark. Electricity shot through his body as he felt the pressure of her lips pushing against his own.

That was all the encouragement Weevil needed, and he bought his hand up to cup her face and deepen the kiss. His mouth opened, his tongue traced along the line of her lip before tangling with her own in a suddenly much more passionate kiss. Her hands reached up and she wound her fingers tightly around the back of his neck, drawing him closer as the kisses got more frenzied.

Weevil struggled to breathe as they continued to explore each other with lips, tongue and hands. Weevil could hear Veronica fighting for breath as he sucked his way down her neck. His own breathing was erratic, his breath hot on her throat.

Veronica continued to stroke over his chest, eventually reaching under his sweater to feel the muscled chest beneath. Weevil groaned as her fingertips danced across his hairless torso and rubbed his nipples.

He lifted Veronica out of the chair, and pulled her closer.

“I want you, V. I’ve wanted you for a long time,” he growled into her ear. His eyes locked with hers as he searched them for her reaction, lust and desire burning through him. Relief flooded over him as she smiled and nodded, her hands reaching back down to the hem of his shirt to tug it over his head.

“We’ve got a while yet before my shift Eli, and trust me the feeling’s mutual,” she whispered, her eyes eating up the expanse of flesh she had just exposed.

Weevil wasted no time in clearing a space on the desk, lifting her up in front of him, so they were at equal heights again. She shivered slightly in front of him. Weevil grinned at her, with a look that said exactly how much he intended to enjoy this moment of allowed pleasure.

He stepped between her legs and renewed his position at her neck, gently teasing her with his tongue and teeth. He felt her low hiss as her body reacted to his actions. Her fingers dug into the soft skin on his back, pulling him closer as she tried to rub herself up against him.

His hands ghosted over her back, gently teasing at the hem of her shirt. He slipped his hands underneath and rested his hands on her back, enjoying the feel of her silken skin.

Veronica’s hands got more demanding over his back, almost kneading the flesh as she gave into the desire that his actions were prompting. Painfully slowly Weevil grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifting it gradually over her head, as he took in the sight of the soft skin his hands had been exploring only moments before. 'He discarded her shirt and his thumbs flitted across her breasts tantalisingly close to her nipples. Veronica squirmed beneath him, emitting mewls of pleasure.

She whimpered softly as his thumbs continued to circle over the material. "Mmm...yes," she murmured, her eye lids drooping with each movement.

Weevil raised his eyes from the movement of his thumbs up to Veronica eyes, 'emitting a low groan as he caught sight of the raw pleasure on her face His cock jumped in his jeans and he suddenly couldn’t wait to feel her sliding onto him inch by inch.

Her eyes turned to him darkly as she started to tug on the top of his pants, pulling them from his hips. Her delicate fingers wrapped around his shaft, squeezing gently as she moved her hand up and down, amazed at the feel of him pulsating with desire. His fingers worked at the button to her jeans, he smiled as she ceased her actions briefly to lift her bottom from the desk so he could slip the clothing from her.

His own eyes were drawn to the small area of hair, framed delicately between the junction of her thighs. She gasped as his tongue briefly flicked out to lick his lips, stating exactly what was going through his mind.

Without warning Eli dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs. His tongue reached out experimentally, flicking on her clit. Veronica’s moans were encouraging as he continued his exploration of her. As his fingers reached up to stroke her Veronica quivered with pleasure and desire. He buried his fingers within her, stroking gently in and out as his tongue continued to swirl around her clit. Veronica grabbed the back of his head, as she felt herself going over the edge with a loud cry, squirming and wriggling against his expert tongue.

Weevil grinned as he retrieved a condom from his jeans, quickly placing it over his cock. He stood in front of Veronica completely exposed , desperate to feel her warmth on him. Veronica impatiently grabbed his hips, pulling him closer to her.

He growled low in his throat as he slowly enclosed himself within her. Veronica panted below him, her eyes closed tightly as he moved deeper.

Veronica reached behind her and unclasped her bra, exposing her chest as he started to move with in her. Weevil knew he wasn’t going to last long, he felt like it was his first time. She looked so beautiful exposed and flushed before him, panting out her desire with every move he made.

His thrusts got more vigorous as Veronica started to keen, the feel of him buried within her causing every inch of skin to burn white hot. Weevil pulled her forward into a hard kiss, pushing into her as far as he could go. As she clenched around him he felt himself let go and both of them tumbled over the edge. Veronica pulled her mouth away to call his name, at first softly, but with every wave of his orgasm pumping into her, her voice got louder.

“Weevil, Weevil, Weevil!” The last was a shout, accompanied by a sharp pain in his side.

His head jerked up from the desk in front of him. Veronica sat beside him, fully clothed. He stared her, his mind full of confusion, trying to grasp just what had happened.

“You were drooling on the desk.” Veronica calmly informed him.

Weevil shook his head, trying to clear the vivid images of his dream, his fingers twitching with the desire to reach out and touch Veronica while his brain tried frantically to unravel fantasy from reality.

He continued to sit for a few moments in his chair next to Veronica, his cock still throbbing from the memories of his dream. His eyes staring blankly at her as he tried to clear the fog from his brain.

Veronica turned to Weevil, a smiling flitting over her lips.

“So, did you have pleasant dreams?”

Weevil could only nod, as he grabbed the piece of paper that held the highflying names of Fitzpatrick clients. His face flushed scarlet as he bolted for the door, as Veronica continued to smile behind him.

“Thanks, V,” he threw behind him as he left.

Veronica stood in the office watching the door that Weevil had just fled through. Her mouth smiling, her eyes showing amusement, but desire too.

“Wonder what he was dreaming about,” she muttered to herself as she flicked the light switch and shut the door behind her.