Crashdown Nights
By CrashdownBerries
*Forever Tumbling To The Floor*

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, so I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: After Max kisses Liz at the concert they are both left with unexplored feelings for each other. Liz is at the Crashdown by herself on cleaning duty when an unexpected visitor arrives.
Category: After Hours
Rating: NC-17
Authors Note: This takes place after the Blind Date episode from the first season. In my opinion the best episodes were from the fist season pre-Tess. After Tess came into the picture, my heart broke for them all.

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“It’s not like anyone is going to notice, “ said Liz to herself while she wiped down the counter. “Everyone is gone, and I want to have my favorite underwear clean for tomorrow.”

Liz continued cleaning off the counter tops, and started putting everything back into its stored position. It was Friday and her parents had just left to attend a restaurant convention in Texas. They would be gone for the rest of the weekend, and Maria got sucked into spending a night with her mom. Ms. Deluca was on this kick to get to know Maria better, so she decided to make dinner for them both. It seemed like everyone wanted to leave all the clean up duty to Liz while they continued on with their lives, but no Liz couldn’t have a life. She couldn’t even keep the interest of the one she loved the most: Max.

Just thinking about him made her feel dazed. The soft material of her Crashdown uniform rubbed against her newly hardened breasts. Her underwear, that she had worn today, were now in the washer. She needed to go back to the mall and get another pair of the same braw and panty set, but she hadn’t had the time as of late, so she continued her chores. It’s not like anyone was going to stop by at the Crashdown at this hour of night. It was nearing 11:30pm, and she was just about finished. Even if someone were to walk by the café and look inside there was no way anyone would guess she was naked under her uniform. That thought made Liz smile a little. She could just hear what Maria would say. She would probably say something like, “Chica, are you crazy? What happened to our organized Liz? You know, the one who makes color coded work schedule charts, and does all her homework before she goes to bed.”

The truth was, the organized Liz sort of disappeared when she was thinking about Max Evans. All logic and normalcy fled.

Liz started to walk around the café and flip all the chairs onto the tabletops. When she got to the front of the café she realized she forgot to put the strawberries back. Once the chairs were on the tables for the night, she took the bowl of strawberries back into the kitchen.

Liz grabbed the broom, and walked back through the doors that separated the kitchen from the dining area. She started to sweep the café floor. As she swept, she felt something strange. She felt like someone was watching her, so she slowly looked up towards the café doors. It was Max.

He was soaking wet. There was a complete downpour outside, and it wasn’t letting up. His forehead was pressed against the door, and he was just staring at her with this unbelievable need in his eyes. He had on his jeans, a soaked through black tee shirt. Liz slowly walked up to the door and stared back at him with the same need reflected in her eyes. Max put his hand on the door, while the rain ran in rivulets off of his hair, down the side of his handsome face, and onto his black shirt. Liz put her hand over his on the opposite side of the door while keeping eye contact. His glance flashed to the keys in the lock, and then back to her eyes. He wanted in. He needed to be inside with his Liz.

Liz took the hint, removed her hand from the door, and gave the keys a turn in their lock. He could have unlocked the door from his position, but he wanted her permission. Wow, she loved her Max. Without words he was asking her more than her permission to enter the café, where everyday he would sit in his booth and watch her work all day with loving glances, and secret stares. This café had always been Max’s salvation when he needed his Liz fix. He would silently watch her from afar, and never touch her, but tonight was different.

Once Max heard the soft click from the lock being removed, he pushed the door open with his hand to break the distance between them. She was beautiful to him always, but tonight, when he had stopped to watch her clean from outside the windows, he realized how sexy she looked to him tonight. He had to find out why this attraction kept getting stronger every time their eyes met.

Max stepped inside the door, shut it, and turned the key to lock the door once again. He never once lost eye contact with Liz as he was completing his task.

“What are you doing here Max?”

Max’s gaze turned playful and he emitted a predator sensation through Liz as he said in response, “You know, I have orders from my planet to take over Earth.”

“Besides that,” Liz murmured, while smiling. Her eyes crinkled as she smirked at his answer.

Max was unbelievable. He was standing soaking wet in front of her while teasing her about his motives. The dim light emitting from above the bar stools was outlining every contour of Max’s body. The wet clothing hid nothing of Max from Liz’s hungry roaming eyes. His jeans had large patches of darkness that told of rain water, his tee shirt was plastered to his physically fit stomach, chest, and arms, and his hair was shiny and dripping. Liz had to touch his hair. The group of hairs that covered his right forehead were glistening in the dim café lights. Liz lifted her hand and ran her fingers through that intriguing wet hair. Max moaned with delight. He had been waiting for her touch all day. “Liz, I need to know we are friends. Please tell me.”

“Max…what are you talking about? You know we will always be friends.” Liz moved her hand from his forehead to the back of his neck, where she spanned her fingers through his wet hair. She could smell him. He smelt like fresh rain, musky passion, and his own special male scent.

“Just friends,” asked Max.

Max moved his head closer to Liz’s, and he pressed his forehead to hers in a light caress as his nose skimmed over hers. Max shifted his desired filled eyes to Liz’s full parted lips. He wanted to kiss her, and to feel her swift intake of breath as their mouths met, but he waited.

“Max, I can’t think when you look at me that way.” Liz closed her eyes, and took a small step back releasing their foreheads from contact. Her hand fell back to her side and she walked into the kitchen. What was he doing to her? She had to gain her control back.

Max wouldn’t give up his slow seduction. He wanted his Liz, so he followed her into the kitchen. “I didn’t see anyone else helping you clean. Where is everyone tonight?”

“Well, my parents are on their way to a restaurant convention in Texas for the weekend, and Maria is engaged in parental bonding, so that leaves me to do the cleaning.” Liz put the broom away and turned back to Max. He was leaning against the counter top by the fridge. His virile body made Liz feel light headed and wanton. She had to get to the fridge to put the strawberries back. She was so plagued with thoughts when she came into the kitchen earlier that she forgot about putting them in the fridge. They were setting on the counter next to Max. He followed her gaze and picked up a strawberry from the shiny tin bowl. His eyes stayed locked into hers as he parted his lips, bit into the strawberry, and gave her a devilish grin.

Liz couldn’t believe this strange present mood of his. She walked over to the strawberries and picked up the bowl. In order for her to put them back into the fridge she would have to get close to Max, or move him out of her way as she passed. She chose to do both. Max had discarded the strawberry and his attention was on her again. As she passed by him she made a very risky move. Liz rubbed her backside up against Max’s front as she opened the fridge. It was full. She had to bend down to find a lower shelf to set the strawberries on.

Max’s loins hardened and burned as she rubbed up against him. He felt wild with passion from her strong pass. He watched as she bent down to the lowest shelf in the fridge. As soon as she straightened, Max was pressed up against her back. She could feel him from her head to her toes. The most potent part of him was pulsing on her bottom through the small barrier of her uniform. “Liz, do you know what you do to me?”

Max’s right arm passed over her shoulder and his palm closed the refrigerator door. His palm stayed pressed against the fridge as he flexed his fingers. His left hand hovered over her left hip then stroked down to her bare leg. Liz could feel all of him; she was being pressed up against the fridge by the sweet pressure of Max’s body. Max’s special scents wafted over her and heightened all her senses. “Liz, did you hear me? I want you, love.” Max’s left hand moved back up her hip only to go under her uniform. “Oh…Liz! What is this?” Max’s hand had encountered her lack of underwear, and he was surprised.

Liz couldn’t catch her breath. She was trembling from her rising passion. She didn’t know her small movements would enflame him this much, but she was extremely pleased that she had an affect on her Max. “Max…I thought you knew.” Liz turned to face him in his embrace. Her movements made his hand end up holding her soft bottom without a barrier. She looked into his eyes, and saw his unrestrained passion.

His lips were parted, his eyes were extremely dilated, and his eyelids were lowered. He pressed his forehead against hers again and looked at her lips as before. His left hand flexed her perfect plump lower cheek as he responded to her question, “Know what, Liz?”

Liz’s quick intake of breath from his caress was enough answer for him. His right hand moved from the refrigerator to the back of Liz’s neck as he pulled her into his kiss. It was a fiery passionate kiss. His lips sought complete access to her warm sweet mouth. She parted her lips on a sigh, which was all he needed. His tongue entered her, and stroked her repeatedly as she responded to his touch. Her hands sought his damp shirt, and found his hardened chest. Both his hands cupped her bottom as he pulled her up against his body in a passionate embrace, which moved her uniform up her body exposing her flush petals between her legs. Max could feel her wetness between her legs pressing against his enlarged shaft as he held her in place. She smelled and tasted so good, so sweet, so Liz. He turned with his Liz in his arms and set her on the kitchen counter. He stood between her legs, held her bottom pressed into his hardness, and trailed kisses down the side of her face to her creamy neck. He loved to kiss her neck because she would sigh and whimper for him while he tasted her flesh. He wanted to taste more of her sweet flesh, but in a different place.

Liz whispered softly into his ear, “I thought you knew. I am all yours to take, Max. I always have been.” Liz’s soft caresses and light admission took him over the edge. He wanted to taste her.

“Liz, I need to taste you.”

“You are tasting me, Love.”

Max straightened his head so it was level with hers. Her eyes were glazed with the proof of her arousal, and he could smell her heady special scent. “I mean here.” Max moved his right hand from her bottom over the top of her thigh to her inner thigh. His fingers then moved toward her soft mound of hair. He placed one finger to her hidden nub, and she cried out with need. She was so wet and ready for him to enter her, but he had to taste her first.

“Yes…yes, Max.” Liz wanted to see his golden flesh. His tee shirt was pulled over his head and thrown into the fryer across the room by Liz’s quick hands.

Max loved her uniform, but he wanted her out of it. His right hand continued to stroke her soft flesh wile his left hand moved over her snaps. It would be easier to remove her uniform if he were to release her slick heat and tear open the front of the uniform with both hands, but he couldn’t stop caressing her. She lifted one hand to help him in his quest to rid her of clothing. She pulled on one side of her uniform and Max pulled the fabric apart. The soft tic of snaps filled the deserted kitchen, and then she was bared to his eyes. Her beautiful perky breasts were tight and begging for his mouth just like her hot sweet flesh between her legs. Max slipped two fingers inside his Liz as he bent his head to take a tight bud into his mouth. He could feel her thin virginal barrier preventing his fingers from traveling deeper into her sultry body. Liz moaned in and cried out from the sweet pleasure of his mouth, and the soft pressure of his fingers.

Max trailed kisses from her breasts to her navel then he shifted her body, so he could have more access to her hidden liquid center. He pushed her body back onto the counter top while he lowered his head between her spread legs. She shivered as she felt his breath caress her swollen silky flesh. He then took all of her in his mouth. “Liz, you taste so good to me. You’re so wet and ready for me. I think I could enter your body without much pain for you.” His tongue stroked around her tight nub, and then sucked lightly on her. Liz’s moan turned into a scream of need. Max continued his loving exploration of her sweet tasting flower petals. His tongue then left her folds only to come back to stroke vertically through all her wet petals that had opened just for him. Liz was his, only his, and he was in heaven.

Max lifted his head, and pulled her back into a sitting position.

“I want to feel all of you, Max. Will you let me free you?”

“Anything and everything you want is yours. I am all yours.”

Liz pulled her arms through her uniform to release her. They had pulled apart her uniform, but it had still been under her on the counter. She threw it, and grabbed for his waist. Her hot little hands stroked his raging need through his jeans. “I can feel your strength, Max. I love how you get so swollen for me.” She unbuttoned the button on his jeans, and slowly pulled the zipper down. Max sighed from the release of pressure. His jeans had become way to tight for his comfort. Liz pulled his underwear down with the top part of his jeans and her gaze settled on his freed flesh. “Max, you’re so big. I…do you think…”

“Yes and yes and yes and yes, Liz. We will fit. I know it in my soul. Oh…yes Liz.”

Liz started to explore Max’s very different flesh. She was surprised, but aroused all the same. He was standing so proud in front of her searching hands as his eyes watched her lips hungrily. His hands tightened on her buttocks and pulled her closer to his exposed flesh. He couldn’t hold his control much longer. Her soft hands were going to undo him, and he wanted to be inside her. “Max…I need. Help me.”

Max’s lips melted with hers as he took her in a straining kiss. He pulled her cute butt closer to him, and her hungry flesh pressed against his for the first time. They both gasped in each other’s mouths at their fist contact. “What do you want, Liz. Do you want me deep inside you?”

“Oh…Max, yes…I can’t breath for wanting you.” Max pulled away from her, pulled off his jeans and underwear in one fast motion, and was back between her legs.

“I love you, Liz Parker. Do you hear me sweet heart. You are mine.” Liz looked back into his passion filled eyes.

“I have always loved you, Max. Take what is yours.” Max guided his throbbing erect flesh down her folds, and probed her slick entrance. Liz arched her back to try to push him more into her body, and his mouth went to her thrusting breasts. He took one breast into his mouth as he pushed his shaft further inside her waiting warmth. He felt her thin barrier, and paused for a moment. Liz wanted all of him now. She moved her body in more of an arch using her hands to grab his tight buttocks. He released her breast looked into her eyes and entered her in one full thrust of his body. She cried out from pleasure, and he stilled within her.

“Liz, are you ok honey? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“No…no, don’t stop. It was pleasure not pain, my love. Don’t ever stop.”

Max took that command. He thrust into her completely to the hilt, and slowly retreated only to come back again on a swifter stroke back into her heat. Liz whimpered in ecstasy from his full wonderful shaft entering her so completely. She couldn’t take much more. She felt like she was dying sweetly in the arms of the only man she ever loved. Max quickened his strokes inside her, deeper, deeper. Max lifted her legs up towards her straining body and moaned his release. Liz came apart as he lifted her legs and drove into her deep and completely. She convulsed repeatedly while he held her in his strong embrace. “Liz, honey, I love you.”

“I love you forever, my Max.”