This is an extra-extra long part for you guys. Alot happens here, so pay attention! 
Meanings of certain words will be posted at the end. 
Enjoy!
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“Oh God, never again.” Liz groaned to herself before blindly flopping her body onto the bed in her dark room in exhaustion.
“Exactly how tired are you?” A masculine whisper greeted her ears.
Liz jumped off the bed and opened her mouth to scream before a hand clamped down on her mouth.
“Shhh. It’s me.”
Liz’s shoulders dropped in relief and she nodded. Max’s presence immediately filled her senses and if she hadn’t been so exhausted she would have felt him the minute she hit her room. “Max,” She whispered furiously as soon as his hand came off her mouth, “Are you crazy? What are you still doing here?”
After the group had finished cleaning up The Crashdown and agreed to meet later that day, being as it was already 2:00 AM, Liz had seen everyone to the door.
It had been slightly awkward saying goodbye to Max in front of everyone especially since they had barely been on speaking terms earlier that day. It didn’t help that Maria was clearly still furious with Michael for his absentminded comment earlier and a still yet to be revealed reason. Liz never did find out why Michael and Maria had argued earlier in the evening, but then again if she tried to keep track of all the arguments those two had she’d need a whole other house to store the records.
So, Liz had kept it short and sweet. A smile, light kiss and a squeeze to the hand had been all she was willing to so with such a mixed audience present. It had been hard to say goodbye when it seemed that they had just found each other again. Despite all the issues that came with their relationship, knowing Max was hers again always made something in her lighter. Freer. And, ironically, safe.
Now, as Max gazed into her eyes, she saw her own emotions mirrored in their depths. It seemed he had found it hard to say goodbye as well.
“I didn’t want to go home yet.” Max whispered as he gathered her close to his body, “I told Isabel to cover for me. Alex is giving her a ride home.”
Liz felt the familiar goosebumps pebble her skin as she smiled and ran a hand through the bottom of Max’s hair, “Oh yeah? And why is it that you didn’t want to go home yet?”
Max half-smiled down at her, “There’s something that I think we need to take care of.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.” He placed a soft kiss behind her ear and took a deep breath, “But I can’t seem to remember exactly what I wanted to talk about.”
“Really?” Liz whispered back as she tilted her head to the side leaving her neck free for him to nuzzle. “Well I can’t help you until you tell me what it is that you need.”
Max groaned into her neck, “If you only knew what I needed.”
Liz giggled and blushed despite the pull of desire in her lower belly, “Why don’t you tell me….”
Max’s lips continued their slow trek down to her collarbone as his hand massaged the area above her hips, “I have a better idea. Why don’t I show you?”
Before Liz could respond, Max had pushed her up against the door to her room gently and his lips were on her own and she practically sighed in relief before the images attacked her in fast forward. As her lips were devoured over and over by Max’s she saw the images slow down and if she weren’t so busy meeting her tongue with his she would have gasped in embarrassment. All she could think of immediately was that her body sure didn’t look like that in real life. It seemed Max’s fantasies consisted of a Liz with a big bust and no shame.
With a snort, Liz pulled herself from Max and gave him a mock glare, “Max! Are you kidding me? I do not look like that and I don’t think that I would…well I can’t see myself doing half that stuff. Jesus, you have a dirtier mind than I thought.”
Max blushed slightly but grinned at her all the same. “Only when it comes to you.” His hand slid down the expanse of her body before stopping at the bottom of her dress where the slit revealed the bottom loop of that damned garter. His eyes lifted to hers and he swallowed slightly harder than necessary. “I had almost forgotten about this.”
“Almost?”
He grinned sheepishly, “Well, you couldn’t really expect me to forget about it all together, could you?”
Liz moved to pull down the dress slightly, “This thing is so embarrassing. I still don’t know how I let Maria talk me into it.”
With a smile, Max slapped at her fingertips gently before pulling the dress up more, “I personally don’t care how. I’m just glad you did.” His hands slid up the expanse of her outer thighs. “You look amazing in it.” His voice had lowered to a husky whisper as his eyes followed the soft skin he was revealing inch by inch.
Liz mouth started to part to get out a retort but all she could do was let out a trembling sigh as his hands all but left her bottom half exposed. She began to feel the hard wood of the door on her thong-clad bottom as he pushed the dress up to her waist. Her stomach clenched as she felt her body start to heat up to abnormal degrees. “Max…..w-what are you doing?”
His eyes alighted to hers briefly, before they darted back to her exposed legs and the lace covered in-between. “Finishing what I started in the hallway.”
Liz’s heart started to pound abnormally hard, “Ummm, you’re kidding right?”
His eyes never leaving her body, he shook his head, “When it comes to you, I never kid.”
Before she could respond, he dropped to his knees in front of her still holding up the bottom of her dress. A feeling of deja-vu overcame her senses as she looked down into his warm hazel eyes and before she knew what she was doing she was holding up the bottom of her dress herself as Max licked a path up her inner right thigh.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of the way you taste.” He mumbled against her skin as he made his way further up her leg.
Liz’s eyes started to close as the sensations zinged across her body. A small moan was working its way up her throat as he got closer and closer to his destination and she almost let it out before realizing where she was.
They weren’t alone in the house. Her very real, very frightening parents were sleeping right down the hall from where she was standing. This was madness.
“Max,” She managed to whisper around the lump in her throat, “Max, wait. My parents-.”
And then his mouth was outside of her heat and she gasped out loud as she felt his tongue tentatively lick the already wet lace of her panty. All arguments were forgotten as he moaned and sucked at her skin through the material and accidentally grazed his teeth against the hard nub at the top. Her body jerked in reaction and she felt Max’s mouth leave her heat. She let out a small sound of disappointment and looked down into his upturned face. With a contemplative look he moved back to her wet heat and ran his tongue over the nub again and again going faster until her head started to spin. Her head slammed back slightly on the door behind her and she jumped as the sound hit her ears.
Too loud.
Oh God, they shouldn’t be doing this.
She must have said something out loud because Max removed his mouth once more, “Do you want me to stop?” He whispered.
She knew she should say yes. She knew she should be saying goodnight and getting to sleep like a good girl.
But good girls didn’t have an alien with the body of an Adonis on their knees in front of them; licking their private parts with the same gusto they gave fine foods.
Liz felt her lips move, “No.” They whispered, before her brain could catch up to her mouth.
His face never changed from its serious expression as his fingers touched the edge of her panty and moved it to the side. Before she could react, he plunged his tongue inside her body and her knees shook as the unbelievable feelings stroked up from her stomach to the heat of her cheeks.
“Mmmmmm…” He moaned, “So good…” He said almost too quietly for her to hear.
She never knew when she had moved one of her hands to the top of his head to run through the dark locks or when one of her legs ended up on his shoulder, opening her up to him more. She only knew that first one then two of his fingers had slid into her opening and his mouth sucked and licked her heat voraciously never ending its constant search for that inevitable release.
A whole new side of Liz was revealed as she moved her slightly hips in time with the thrusts of his hand and her fingers grasped at the hair that was in between them almost roughly, ensuring that he didn’t leave, ensuring that he didn’t stop.
A guttural moan left Max’s throat as he felt her grip on his head intensify and he grabbed at one of the globes of her ass pushing her heat closer to his mouth as if he couldn’t get enough.
It would never be enough.
Max licked at her opening, his tongue inadvertently licking at his own fingers as they continued their heavenly assault faster and faster before sliding his tongue up until it reached that spot that she had loved so much earlier. It took one suck into his mouth, before she let out a loud moan and shattered.
“Fuck!” She said noisily.
“Liz?” A sleepy voice asked from down the hall.
Too loud.
Dad. Shit.
Her breath still coming in gasps, her eyes widened in panic. She looked down at Max once again, expecting him to stop what he was doing only to see him continue licking her, slowly and lazily, not appearing in a hurry to cease.
He winked at her, “Better answer him.” He whispered.
“Liz?” Her father voice said again. This time closer and more forceful.
She cleared her throat once, “Uh – Yeah dad?”
“Is everything alright?” He said quietly through the door. “I thought I heard a bang.”
Max licked at a trickle of her essence that had run down her inner thigh and closed his eyes in slight rapture and licked his lips.
“Uh, yeah dad everything…” Her voice shook slightly, “Everything is fine. I, ummm, I’m getting undressed and I stubbed my toe on the leg of my desk. S-sorry if I woke you.”
“Ok, sweetheart. Get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Max’s hands moved her other leg back to the ground and he slid her panties the rest of the way off. He slid up her body and pulled his shirt up over his head.
“O-okay daddy. Goodnight.” She whispered as her eyes traveled down the expanse of his chest, down, down to the throbbing bulge in his thin, revealing pants.
She vaguely heard her fathers footsteps move on down the hall to his room, the door clicking shut softly behind him.
“That was amazing.” Max whispered as his hands moved to the zipper in the back of her dress. “But it’s not enough.”
“N-not enough?” Liz stammered. Cool air hit her back as the zipper slid further and further down.
Max took one of her hands and brought it to the throbbing in between his legs. “No.” He replied simply.
Liz squeezed him outside of his pants as she had done earlier and was reminded and amazed at the fact that she had so brazenly put him in her mouth. What had come over her then she didn’t know, but the urge to do it again was readily apparent in the way she licked her lips as she squeezed him once more.
“Oh God…” Max whispered against her lips. He had raised both arms and rested his palms on the wall on either side of her, sufficiently trapping her where she was. She could smell the cologne he wore as it wafted warmly past her nose and inhaled the scent deeply. It was a heady combination of smells that always drove her insane. Cologne but underneath it all the scent of Max. Warm and heavy. The smells of fresh grass and the clean scent of air. It radiated off of him with intensity and made her head spin as the urge to taste him became almost too much for her.
“Max….” She managed to get out, before crashing her lips down to his. She could taste the musky scent of herself on his lips and inside his mouth and it excited her to no end.
Max lifted his mouth from hers and as if he knew what she was thinking a wicked gleam entered his eyes as he stared down at her. “I want to taste like that all the time.”
Liz wanted to blush in embarrassment but instead desire reddened her cheeks and she reveled in his low moan as her hand squeezed him once again from where she was consistently rubbing him and started to unbuckle his pants.
Max’s breath came out in a gasp as he was freed from the confines of his pants and his overheated skin was met with the cool air of her bedroom. She rubbed the head of his hardness gently and unintentionally spread the wetness at the tip.
“Jesus…Liz….” He got out on a breath as he jumped back slightly from her touch.
Liz stilled her hand and looked at him quizzically, “Did I…did I do something wrong?”
Max shook his head roughly, “No. No. Not at all. It was just too….right.”
With a raise of her eyebrows, Liz resumed stroking on his hardness and loved the way his mouth opened slightly and his hips moved in time with her strokes; so familiar to the way her own body had moved earlier when he had been pleasuring her with his mouth.
“Liz,” His voice came out in a ragged breath, “Liz, you have to stop.” But his hips were still moving and a free hand reached down and wrapped over her own, showing her a rhythm that made his eyes slide shut. He moved her faster along his length and she watched the cords on his arm bulge slightly.
“Why?” She managed to get out. “Why do you want me to stop?” She rubbed her thumb over the tip of him once again and it caused him to shudder.
“No. Not want. Need. Or else you’re going to have….” He stopped and even in the middle of lust he looked at her with embarrassed eyes.
Liz licked her lips and not really knowing what came over her, stated the obvious; “I’ve already had it in my mouth and swallowed it, Max. Having it on my hand is slightly more innocent don’t you think?”
At her huskily spoken words, his eyes darkened and he stayed her hand. He grabbed her to him, “God, you really cant talk like that and expect my body not to react like a seventeen year olds.”
Liz felt the tip of his hardness swipe against one of her bare thighs and suddenly more than anything she wanted him inside of her, on top of her, her bare breasts rubbing against his chest as she lifted her hips to meet his.
“Max…” She whispered, “Make love to me.”
His eyes widened, “Wha-. Liz, I didn’t come here just to…I mean don’t think that I came here to-.”
Her fingers were on his lips, stopping the rest of his sentence. “Shhh. I know what I want. I want you. Now. Always.”
His breath left his mouth with a sigh and he laid his forehead against his hers, “Are you sure? I mean it’s been a weird day. A long day. So much has happened…”
“I think it’s the perfect way to end it.”
His face was a confusing max of emotions but the one most apparent was the adoration as he searched her face with his gaze, “I love you.” He said suddenly. “So much.”
She smiled softly as her lips reached his, “In every lifetime I’ve loved you.”
They kissed softly as Max walked backwards to her bed. He finished unzipping the back of her dress and let it fall to a puddle on the floor as she lowered his pants and underwear over his hips and to the ground. He toed of his shoes as he reached behind her, removing her bra and greedily drank in the sight of her naked body with just her stockings, garter and shoes on.
“You’re…wow….you’re just….”
“Yours.” Liz said. “All yours.”
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Max’s eyes closed briefly at her words and he let them wash over him with the warm blanket of security they brought. He opened his eyes to see her head leaning against his bare chest, hugging his body close to her own as if trying to absorb him into her skin.
Her head lifted and she met his lips. What started as a light kiss turned into that burning heat once more as he felt his hardness slide against the silk of her stomach and was reminded of how naked he was and just how ready he was to slide into her.
His hands buried themselves in her hair, his mouth devouring hers and he led her to the edge of her bed. Max watched with heavy eyes as she broke the kiss and made her way to the center of the bed. She reached down to remove her heels and the bend of her knee, combined with the moonlight from the window, caused Max to see even more of her than he had been able to see while she was standing up against the wall. The bolt of lust that shot through him at the sight of her damp center was too much. He stayed her hand and removed her shoes for her. He was surprised when Liz stopped him from removing the garter.
“I don’t think I can wait much longer Max. Just leave it on.”
With a jerky nod he reached down to the center of her and slid his fingers through the moisture once more loving how her body shuddered when he put a finger inside of her.
“Yess…” She hissed.
He pulled back and reached for his discarded pants and was met with a sense of deja-vu. He never had removed the condom from his wallet. Even after they had broke up. Mostly because he had just forgotten it was there. Thank God for small miracles.
As he turned around in the semi-dark he was struck dumb at the sight of Liz leaning back on her elbows on the bed clad only in stockings and garters. Her hair falling in soft waves around her face, some strands stuck to her moist lips. Her nipples were hardening under his stare and her eyes beckoned to him.
His knees felt weak.
She was going to be his.
Finally.
Suddenly, his body was leaning over hers as she was laid down back into the bed. The condom was quickly and clumsily slid on and he was at her entrance, hesitating, still wondering when he would wake up from this dream.
“Now, Max. Please…”
With a shudder, he gently parted her thighs further and slid the tip of him inside of her. The heat seared him and he was going to lose it. Slowly, he moved, more and more of her body accepted him until he could go no more without breaking through her barrier. Their final barrier.
“Are you-. Are you ok?” He whispered against her lips.
She nodded through hazy eyes. “I love you Max.” She said again.
“Always.” He whispered, before claiming her mouth and pushing to the hilt, moaning as her tightness enveloped him, breathing heavily as he fought the instinct to keep moving.
Max felt her body tense momentarily before she relaxed underneath him. He waited while she experimentally moved her hips and his eyes crossed as he slid in then out of her body. She engulfed him again and again and before he realized it he was moving with her. His hips started to pick up speed as the most amazing feelings shuddered down his back and over his body. He buried his face into her neck and bit her pulse point slightly. He heard her moans in his ear and was close to losing it once more.
He felt her fingernails in his ass as she tried to get him deeper. He lifted his head and looked down into her eyes, “What do you want Liz? Tell me.”
She blushed but answered him, “Faster.”
Capturing her lips once more, he did as she asked and moved faster.
It proved to be too much.
“Oh, God. Liz, I’m gonna…Oh, God.”
Her hips met his own and her eyes locked onto his. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck. Her fingers slid into the strands of hair at the bottom and she said, “Let go…”
The minute the words left her lips, he felt something in him release and as he shattered the world around him faded as Liz’s brown eyes swallowed him……………
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) are aware that we will not immediatly being going back to Max and Liz. There is still some things we must learn about Danae and Zan's life back on Antar and there are still some questions that need to be raised. 'Cause you know, I'm nothing if not infuriating. 
If you have any questions, please dont hesitate to ask and I will answer them to best of my ability. As long, of course, as it doesnt spoil the rest of the story.