Strangers on a Train
Rating: R (language)
Summary: The return of Hanella.
The Sunday evening train from Old Greenwich to Grand Central was light on passengers. Though they weren’t alone, Stella counted four other people in their car when they boarded. Hank shoved their suitcases up onto the overhead rack and then stretched out next to her with his feet on the backwards-facing seat in front of them. After the conductor punched their tickets and moved to the rear of the car, Hank angled himself towards Stella and slid his hand under her dress to cup her knee.
“You ever fucked anyone on a train before?” he asked.
“No, I haven’t,” she answered.
“You wanna?” His hand crept a little higher up to the inside of her thigh.
Hank grinned and rubbed her thigh with his thumb as he pressed his lips to the side of her neck. He nuzzled her softly until they reached the next stop and then he pulled away.