#beeeeeeeeeees

Leo Fitz stopped and gazed into space.Oh no.It was happening. He couldn’t help thinking about Jemma Simmons again. He tried not to. Desperate to avoid the thoughts that could not be, no–would not be–held back. But like dozen of unstoppable loyal followers they came creeping forward til they filled his brain.

Jemma Simmons’ smile shined like gold, as impressive as a truck, it filled the condo and Leo Fitz was helplessly but willingly absorbed into them.

Jemma Simmons’ eyes were like tennis balls. If you rolled them they would go quite far.

Jemma Simmons’ legs were like a tree. Straight and tight.

Jemma Simmons’ chest was like a Bees. Powerful and impossible to ignore.

How could Leo Fitz not be helpless in the face of that? I mean, sure, Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons had sex with each other before, when they met at a club once, but it was just a casual thing. One of many that night.Before things got too messy Leo Fitz snapped out of it. But the thoughts of Jemma Simmons would be back. Would he be able to resist next time?

—Interlude:Leo Fitz was finding it really hard to concentrate at this movement his thoughts kept trying to think of Jemma Simmons. Despite what was happening, it was hard to focus! —

And then, at the worst possible moment, it happened. Again. Leo Fitz gazed at Jemma Simmons. It was impossible to resist this time. Like a trike Leo Fitz was pulled towards Jemma Simmons. It was like scorched earth in a war. It was like a rifle piercing through his heart (and other lower regions of the body). It was like a magnet. There was no resisting. No mercy. No pants. No longer anything else mattered.

Jemma Simmons looked shocked and then… and then… not shocked. She had known all along.Of course. How could Leo Fitz have been so stupid? Those long looks at each other, the times they gazed at the stars together, the candlelit dinners. The steamy showers…It wasn’t just friendship. It never was. It was more and Jemma Simmons had known all along.“I knew,” Jemma Simmons said.“Oh,” Leo Fitz said, realizing all this for the first time.But there was more… Jemma Simmons wasn’t pulling away. She was pushing tighter. Holding Leo Fitz like a wild hare.At some point their clothes came off. They got ripped in the process of the passion.He didn’t care. This is what he had needed for so long, too long. Minute.But this was now now.Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons together at last!They canoodled like lovers and made love with their naughty bits.They took it in turns inserting their bits into each other. Leo Fitz inserted his bit into Jemma Simmons. Then Jemma Simmons inserted her bit into Leo Fitz. They repeated this a few times (toys were used).

Afterwards (when they had finished cleaning their bits) they looked at each other longingly.But they knew they must leave.They didn’t want anyone to see.

Leo Fitz took one last look at Jemma Simmons.“Goodbye my snuggly one.”“Love you too, my one and only Leo Fitz.”