A/n: this is my first Magnus Martinsson and it was from a request.

      Being married to a detective is great and all what girl would want the whole protect and serve, in the bedroom let along handcuffs. But when you're a detective to and have yet to have sex with your husband for over a month now. Was not what you thought would happen. But it seemed the the two of you could not catch a break. Some night you would start off hot and heavy, thinking this is it until well one of you would fall asleep. After a long growling day at the office. Well it was Magnus that would end up falling asleep. But most of the time was one or both of you would get a call.  You more then Magnus, it didn't help
That you were also the only medical examiner in the small quaint town in Sweden.

      Though it was like after the two of you said; I do there ended up being a series of random murders. Making private and intimate time few and far in between. It was to the point that you didn't care about being professional. Every chance you got you would kiss, flirt and grab at that handsome detective, with his boyish good looks and those tight curls on top of his head, runners build and firm ass. He was just sex on legs. And it's was driving you nuts. You didn't just marry him to be celibate. You were determined to climb that man like a tree. If you don't go to jail first after killing your boss Curt for always call you both in at the most awkward of times.

        **"I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me."** Magnus whisper in your ear. He came up from behind you, wrapping his long arms around your waist. Making you jump, luckily you didn't have anything in your hands as you had been staring at the microscope for hours now.

          "Jesus Magnus. Don't scare a girl. I need to put a bell on you." You hissed trying to catch your breath. Magnus only chuckled and kissed that spot just under your ear the spot that did all kinds of things to you. Biting your tongue to keep the moan at bay.

         **"Is it weird I'm turned on right now?"** Magnus purred as his hand started to wonder under your lab coat groping at your breasts.

         "You said that at the crime scene yesterday. I think you been working to long." You giggled grabbing his hands trying to stop him.

         "No love, that was you that said it. You had got all excited after I pulled my gun out. Though if I would have known that sooner I would of pulled out my gun along time ago." He smirked kissing your cheek. Pulling away from your body right as someone came into the room unbeknown to you.

       "You know Mag that's not the only gun I would like to see. But it seem like the only one I get now a days." You huffed.

        "All right you two need to get a room. God if I hadn't come in sooner you two would probably be shagging on the lab table." Svedberg cleared his throat, slightly amused. Magnus chuckled, while your face turned red as a tomato.

        "You two can kiss my ass." You grumbled. As you went back to what you were doing. As Svedberg started to chuckle along with your husband.

       "Nah I'm sure Mags here is more then willing to do that job. Beside Curt needs him." As he patted Magnus on the shoulder. Before leaving the lab.

       "Sorry Love, I got ago." Kissing you on the cheek quickly. Knowing. If he didn't leave soon he would be next on your table and not the way he would like. Oh your poor, poor sweet husband.

        Walking up to the main level of the precinct you spotted your husband just finished up with Curt in the hallway. His back slightly turned to you. As you waited for Curt to leave, before you made your move. Walking up behind Magnus, your left hand firmly grabbed a hold of his glorious ass. While your right rest on his hip. Luckily for heels your were able to reach his ear. Quickly making sure no one was in the hall you licked the shell of his ear. Getting a soft moan from him. You then kissed his neck, patted his cute ass, then sauntered away. Having way more sway in your hips then was deemed appropriate. With a smirk that greased your lips. Moment later you received a texted.

Sexy ASS husband: When did you change? I swore you were wearing pants when we left for work this morning.

Wife I get to sleep with: oh, I spilled some Chemical on them and in stead of going around work pants-less, I went home and changed. Sadly all my work pants were in the wash still wet. All I had were jeans and this skirt.

Sexy ASS husband: Don't you have any other skirt that are not a skin tight pencil skirt?

Wife I get to sleep with: They happen to be in the wash too. 😔But I figured you wouldn't want me to walk around the station in nothing but lacy red panties. The ones you like.

     Oh you were so going to have fun with the poor boy if it killed you. Through out the rest of the day you had decided to tease him. Innocently and then the not so innocently ways. A few sweet nothing here. And some naughty texts there. Oh then thing your sweet sweet Magnus would reply back. If you had known better it would shock you. But it's always the quiet ones that you had to watch out for. But then again you had a few tricks up your sleeve that he may have not of known. Oops.

       You found yourself bring paper up for Curt to sign off on, knowing full well that Magnus's desk had a view in to Curt office. You passing the paper work over to Curt. You made sure to bend at the hips, nothing for anyone else to be the wiser of what you were doing to a certain curly hair man, and that was driving him nuts. Maybe just maybe he wouldn't fall asleep on you tonight. After your left Curt's office making your way past Magnus. You made sure you wink as you bit your bottom lip.

       After you had finished up everything you could in the lab. You were up helping the rest of the team. Before you knew it, it was another late night. That had everyone else leaving but you and your husband. Magnus never realizing it was just you and him. He was leaning over his desk when you smack his ass. Kissing his neck. He closed his eyes for a moment. He really wanted to get this case over with so he could spend "time" with you.

         **"If I have to stop what I'm doing, you won't be able to walk for a week. I'll make sure of it."** Your hand made its way to his groin, feeling his massive bulge.

         "It that a promise or a threat. Either way I'm game." You moaned out, nipping at his neck. He grabbed ahold of you hand stopping you. Making you pout in his ear.

        "Really don't think we want to get caught screwing on my desk." He sighed. Trying hard but his willpower was slowly deflating. You huffed and pulled away. And before he knew it. His lovely curls were being covered by you panties. Looking over at you. Your arms were crossed over your chest with a pouted face. Skirt still in place only thing missing was what was on top of Magnus head. Pulling your red underwear off his head he could feel how wet you were from them, he groaned. Turning around to face you his own arms crossed over his chest.

        **"You wanna act like a big girl? I'll fucking treat you like a big girl. Bend over."** He practically growled. Making you shudder. Walking towards him with a smile. As you did what you were told. Bending over his desk. With a little wiggle of your ass. He pulled you skirt up and over your ass. His hand slid over your backside then down your thighs. You looked over your shoulder watching him take you in. He smiled at you. Bending his body over your as you felt his confined erection press against you ass. Kissing your lips with his own.

       "Magnus?" You whimpered. As his lips started to move along your jawline. His one hand wondering up your back, as the other kept running along your thighs and ass. Never where you wanted it. Only having his cover cock pushing into you backside.

        "Yes, darling." He hummed as he gave you ass a good smack. Making you yelp. His hand dipping down deeper between your thighs almost to where we're needing him most.

      "I should tell you," mmhmm He nipped at your neck. "That I'm a.." you felt him pause. Before he pulled his head away from you. You looked at him shyly. You didn't even know if you could finish what you wanted to say maybe you should just let him take you and find out that way. He looked at you very confused.

        "Hold on you mean to tell me!" You nodded as he tried to wrap his head around what you were trying to tell him. "That you're a... a..." he gulped. "No. You can't be?" You started to chew on your lip nervously now. "Oh love why didn't you tell me sooner?" His head rested between your shoulders. He pulled your skirt back down over your ass. "Then I'm not taking you hear. I'm going to take you properly in our bed." He finish before you could panic.

      "You promise not to fall asleep?" You teased. He helped you up off the desk.

      "Oh I am not passing out on this opportunity. To lay wasted to you properly. It's not every day you get to take your wife for the first time." He smirked. "Now grab you coat, and text Svedberg that your sick and I'm taking you to bed." He stated with a rush pulling you along you never did get your coat. And he probably was braking ever traffic law, as he speed home.