So what looked like two abstract lizards circled her nipple in a tribal design. She'd liked the design because it wasn't obvious they were lizards unless you really looked. For most dancing she had to take the navel piercing out, it would catch on things and really hurt. But the tattoo never came off, it was like her own way of declaring that they can make her conform on the outside, but inside she would always be her own woman. After seeing West's own tattoo, she knew he wouldn't be one of those guys who found her tattoo disgusting.
                              
As his head dipped down to suck the nipple into his mouth, Maddison's head tilted back as a moan slipped out her throat. He definitely didn't have a problem with her tattoo. Her arms circled around his neck, almost urging him on as he bit down, a ragged groan growling out his throat as her body tightened in excitation. His hands pulled at the zippers on the sides of her black pants, getting them only loose enough so that he could tug the tight pants down her legs. He gave her a grin that made her knees weak as he saw that her underwear were matched to her bra, lacy and vividly bright yellow. He bit the skin just under the line of her underwear on her thigh. His finger traced the elastic at the top and rolled the edge over, slowly peeling the underwear off of her while she panted, staring down at him. Her eyes were wide and full of an electricfying need that stole his breath away. She wanted him as hotly and badly as he wanted her. Knowing that he couldn't be patient anymore. He stood back up and smashed his lips to hers. She melted against him, hands greedy as they explored his flesh.
                              
He bit at her lips, feeling a possessive smirk on his face as each nip made her moan into his mouth. His hands dragged down her sides, fingers feeling the soft swell of her breats, the muscular tightness of her waist and the swell of her hips. He was about to lift her up and carry her to that inviting bed when she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his excited body. She stroked a thumb across the tip of him and he shuddered at the sensation. He was surprised when a moan grumbled out of his chest as she stroked him with firm, confidant movments, making him nearly explode with the need to sink into her. He tangled his fingers into her hair and kissed her jaw, biting a little as she gripped him harder.
                              
They both moved towards the bed with a growing, frantic need driving them. West kissed and sucked at the skin between her breasts, following the line of the muscle down her abdomen until he breathed on her lower stomach. She wanted to growl at him for stopping there. God he was too controlled for her liking. Of course he had all that long hair she could use, so she sunk her hands into his warm, silky hair and pulled his face up to hers, teeth grazing his lip as she sucked the bottom one into her mouth. A shudder rocked his body and then he was eating at her mouth as if she were filled with ambrosia. He pressed against her, his larger body pinning her down while he fed on her lips.
                              
Maddison hooked a leg over his hip, feeling the weight of his arousal push agaisnt the inside of her thigh. She reached her hand out to the bedside table and grabbed into the drawer, fingers finding the box of condoms she had there just incase. She pulled one out and tore it open, passing the contraceptive to West. It's always a little awkward getting one of those one, but he did it with a minimum of fuss.
                              
Then his lips were back on hers, chasing every thought away except for a growing appreciation for the flavour of whatever spices he'd had on dinner. His fingers teased at her opening and then finally he slid inside her. They paused, both panting as he slid inside her. West wanted to groan, he had no clue how he was supposed to hang on and make sure she beat him to the finish line because it felt so good to be wrapped inside her silky wetness. Maddison groaned, panting a little as she stretched out, her body fitting to his. West brushed a hair off her face and kissed the tip of her nose before he started to stroke his body inside hers. He felt the muscles inside her body tighten around his and he grunted, fighting the urge to drive himself into her until he pumped out his need. Instead his hand stroked down the side of her body again, and slid across her thigh to pull her leg more firmly against his hip. Maddison's eyes glowed jade green with pleasure as he worked his body into her.
                              
She altered the angle of her hips so he fell out of her. West frowned at her, not understand why she wanted to stop. Maddison just gave him a wicked grin and licked the corner of his mouth. She pushed at his shoulder and he got to his knees while she sat up. Her hands smoothed down the front of her own body, touching where he had touched until he actually growled at her. West gripped her shoulder and rolled her over onto her stomach. Maddison gasped at the sudden movement, but didn't object or struggle. West ran his hands down the muscles of her back, cupping her buttock gently and then reaching down to move her legs apart. Maddison raised herself onto her elbows, back arched under West so her shoulders brushed his chest and her buttock rubbed against his erection. His hands balled into fists in the comforter and he slide inside her again.
                              
He carefully rested his weight over her, not wanting to crush her tiny frame under his. His teeth bit down on her shoulder, hands scraping across her ribcage to cup her breasts, pinching and kneading. Maddison moaned and writhed under him, body trembling as he sunk into her, thrusting in deep and trying not to rush the ending. As her body tightened around his, hot and squeazing as she came, her orgasim giving West permission to be a little selfish as he thrust faster, moaning as he pumped his orgasim out. He rested over her for a moment, his forehead resting against her hair as his breathing slowed. He pulled out of her as his body relaxed and rolled over onto his back to try and catch his breath.
                              
Maddison stretched and rolled onto her side to give him a smug look of satisfaction. "I think I like being back in Canada." she murmered, confusing West.
                              
He grinned at her. "We stand on guard for thee." he quoted part of the anthem at her. His grandmother had agressively converted to being Canadian, from saying eh to debating democracy with other old ladies at bingo. Memorizing the national anthem was required according to her.
                              
"You better stand on guard for me." she replied, leaning over to kiss him again.
                              
____________________________________________________________________
                              
A/N: Maddison and West are a little more.... graphic and detailed than Alice and Malcolm were for these scenes. Its so you the readers can understand some of the personality differences. Hope you liked!