27. Chapter 27

“Detective Sawyer! Agent Danvers is waiting for you in the lab – you have the sample she requested?”

“Yes, sir, got it right here. Can your super spy lab seriously pull data from this?” She holds up the baggie of ashes burnt beyond anything her NCPD lab could make heads or tails of, and J’onn crosses his arms over his chest and grins smugly.

“I’ll let Agent Danvers prove it to you. Just through that hallway, on your left.”

Maggie smiles her thanks at him and practically skips off through the DEO, trying to hide her smirk at the way the agents she passes grin knowingly at her. Her pulse thrums harder than normal as excitement floods through her veins at getting to see Alex in the middle of the day.

“Hey babe, I brought you the sample from the scene,” she says brightly as she walks into the lab J’onn had indicated, and when Alex looks up from her microscope with a grin, any words Maggie had thought about saying – any moves Maggie had thought about making, any oxygen she’d thought about inhaling – vacate her entirely.

Because Alex is in a white lab coat, and Alex is looking up at her over the black rims of rectangular glasses.

Alex’s eyes meet hers, and her body jolts into a response.

“Alex,” Maggie husks, kicking the lab door closed behind her, dropping the sample she’d brought on the table, and striding over to where Alex is bent over her microscope, ripping off her leather jacket and tossing it onto a chair as she moves.

“Maggie, what – “ Alex asks as Maggie pulls her up and into her body.

“You. Glasses. Never seen,” Maggie manages to grunt as Alex lets her head drop back to allow Maggie better access to her throat.

“Oh. Oh,” Alex moans, and she grabs at Maggie’s hips, but her eyes are darting around the room.

“Mags, I’m in my lab,” she squeals, but she’s working on the buttons of Maggie’s shirt all the while.

“All the better, Dr. Danvers,” Maggie whispers, and Alex digs her nails into Maggie’s back, glasses on but askew and lab coat partially slipped off one shoulder as Maggie glances at the lab bench behind Alex before sliding the papers away and pushing Alex on top of it.

“Maggie,” Alex whines, her eyes unfocused behind her glasses, and Maggie growls, and Maggie grins, and Maggie unzips Alex’s jeans.

Alex screams, and Maggie puts a gentle hand over her mouth, and Alex’s eyes roll to the back of her head and Maggie’s fingers slip inside her and Alex is wearing her glasses and her lab coat and she is being thoroughly fucked on her lab bench and god this has to be the best perk she’s ever gotten from all her schooling, all her training and fuck she’s never cum like this and Maggie’s hand has slipped off her mouth and wrapped around her back, holding her up, holding her steady, holding her as her entire body shudders with the force of her orgasm.

“So… glasses. You like.”

“Yes, Danvers. Glasses. I like very much.”