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Title: Waiting
Characters: Sara/Catherine
Fandom: CSI
Rating: NC-17
A/N: The bunny wrangler wrangled (thank you karaokegal) and this is the bunny that hopped up and bit me. So it's sort of in violation of my self imposed never the same pairing twice rule, but last time it was Catherine/Sara and besides, if you don't feed the bunny he eats you alive...
“Sidle.” Sara was at a scene, but the fire boys had decided it wasn’t quite safe yet so she was sat in the scene car awaiting the ok.
“Hey honey.” Cat’s voice was a welcome distraction from the frustration. “Have you gone in yet?”
“No, they cleared the scene, but then changed their minds. I’m just sitting here waiting.”
“I miss you.”
Sara smiled. “You just saw me half an hour ago.”
“Forty five minutes. And that’s why I miss you. You didn’t get your turn.”
“You know giving you your turn is all the turn I need.”
“But honey, I like it when we both get to play both parts.” Catherine’s voice was seductive and took Sara back to that morning’s goodbyes.
She’d gone to kiss her lover before getting into the shower and Catherine had pulled her hand down to wet welcoming slippery heat. She’d pressed inwards, making Catherine arch against her and used her thumb on Cat’s clit to make her shudder and stiffen and cry out. Cat must have been having pretty good dreams because Sara was only two minutes behind schedule when she got into the shower.
Sara smiled at the memory. “You are on days off aren’t you? Tonight I will play whatever part you want.”
“I want you right now.”
“Cat, I’m at work. They could call me in any second.”
“You’ll have to be quick then.” Catherine’s throaty laughter was one of Sara’s weaknesses and they both knew it.
“Catherine…”
“Sara, do it. Right there in the car, undo the buttons and put your hand right where you were touching me this morning.” The no nonsense tone was almost more of a turn on than the low laughter.
Sara rolled her eyes back, glanced over to make sure she wasn’t being summoned already, and with a slight hesitation did as she was told.
“Tell me what you feel like. Are you wet for me?” Sara dipped a finger between her lips.
“Yes.”
“Rub the wetness onto your clit and tell me what it feels like.”
Sara was embarrassed but found it hard to deny Cat anything. She stroked the slip upwards and whimpered. “It feels good. Like your tongue.”
“I can taste you, so wet and hot. I like to flick just the tip with my tongue. Can you feel me flicking there?” Sara flicked the end of her clit with her finger, wanting to press harder, but liking the way it felt like Cat’s teasing before she got down to business. Her clit felt hard as her finger slipped over it again and again.
She was pressing the phone to her ear and her palm to the top of her pubis and she moaned as it felt like her clit was a single raw collection of all the nerves in her body. “Keep it gentle, just on the tip, wait until it burns and you can’t take any more.”
Sara managed ten more seconds, or maybe a minute, it was hard to keep track, and then gasped, “Please, Cat, Please. Harder.”
“Not yet darling. You can take more than that.”
Sara thought she might explode into a million pieces, but she knew she couldn’t come like this. She was dragging air into her lungs, her legs were stretched out as far as the confines of the car would allow. She could hear Catherine’s voice in her ear. “Just a little longer baby, you can do it, hold on for me, I love this part…”
“Oh god!” Sara couldn’t do this any more, she had to press her fingers inside, rub her clit with more pressure, she had to come.
“Now.” And that was all the permission Sara needed. “I’m fucking you now. You are so wet I can fit four fingers in. I’m rubbing your clit so hard, just the way you like it.”
Sara’s jeans were in the way so she couldn’t do it just the way Cat said, but it was close enough and she cried out Catherine’s name as she came. That throaty laugh felt like it was in her head. “Oh thank you baby. Now go gather some evidence.”
Characters: Sara/Catherine
Fandom: CSI
Rating: NC-17
A/N: The bunny wrangler wrangled (thank you karaokegal) and this is the bunny that hopped up and bit me. So it's sort of in violation of my self imposed never the same pairing twice rule, but last time it was Catherine/Sara and besides, if you don't feed the bunny he eats you alive...
“Sidle.” Sara was at a scene, but the fire boys had decided it wasn’t quite safe yet so she was sat in the scene car awaiting the ok.
“Hey honey.” Cat’s voice was a welcome distraction from the frustration. “Have you gone in yet?”
“No, they cleared the scene, but then changed their minds. I’m just sitting here waiting.”
“I miss you.”
Sara smiled. “You just saw me half an hour ago.”
“Forty five minutes. And that’s why I miss you. You didn’t get your turn.”
“You know giving you your turn is all the turn I need.”
“But honey, I like it when we both get to play both parts.” Catherine’s voice was seductive and took Sara back to that morning’s goodbyes.
She’d gone to kiss her lover before getting into the shower and Catherine had pulled her hand down to wet welcoming slippery heat. She’d pressed inwards, making Catherine arch against her and used her thumb on Cat’s clit to make her shudder and stiffen and cry out. Cat must have been having pretty good dreams because Sara was only two minutes behind schedule when she got into the shower.
Sara smiled at the memory. “You are on days off aren’t you? Tonight I will play whatever part you want.”
“I want you right now.”
“Cat, I’m at work. They could call me in any second.”
“You’ll have to be quick then.” Catherine’s throaty laughter was one of Sara’s weaknesses and they both knew it.
“Catherine…”
“Sara, do it. Right there in the car, undo the buttons and put your hand right where you were touching me this morning.” The no nonsense tone was almost more of a turn on than the low laughter.
Sara rolled her eyes back, glanced over to make sure she wasn’t being summoned already, and with a slight hesitation did as she was told.
“Tell me what you feel like. Are you wet for me?” Sara dipped a finger between her lips.
“Yes.”
“Rub the wetness onto your clit and tell me what it feels like.”
Sara was embarrassed but found it hard to deny Cat anything. She stroked the slip upwards and whimpered. “It feels good. Like your tongue.”
“I can taste you, so wet and hot. I like to flick just the tip with my tongue. Can you feel me flicking there?” Sara flicked the end of her clit with her finger, wanting to press harder, but liking the way it felt like Cat’s teasing before she got down to business. Her clit felt hard as her finger slipped over it again and again.
She was pressing the phone to her ear and her palm to the top of her pubis and she moaned as it felt like her clit was a single raw collection of all the nerves in her body. “Keep it gentle, just on the tip, wait until it burns and you can’t take any more.”
Sara managed ten more seconds, or maybe a minute, it was hard to keep track, and then gasped, “Please, Cat, Please. Harder.”
“Not yet darling. You can take more than that.”
Sara thought she might explode into a million pieces, but she knew she couldn’t come like this. She was dragging air into her lungs, her legs were stretched out as far as the confines of the car would allow. She could hear Catherine’s voice in her ear. “Just a little longer baby, you can do it, hold on for me, I love this part…”
“Oh god!” Sara couldn’t do this any more, she had to press her fingers inside, rub her clit with more pressure, she had to come.
“Now.” And that was all the permission Sara needed. “I’m fucking you now. You are so wet I can fit four fingers in. I’m rubbing your clit so hard, just the way you like it.”
Sara’s jeans were in the way so she couldn’t do it just the way Cat said, but it was close enough and she cried out Catherine’s name as she came. That throaty laugh felt like it was in her head. “Oh thank you baby. Now go gather some evidence.”
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