"The Best Part of Waking Up" - Hobbs/Raydor Fic
Title: The Best Part of Waking Up
Paring: Hobbs/Raydor
Rating: R
Word Count: 395 words
Disclaimer: Not my characters or television show.
A/N: Written as a sequel to redrockcan 's Good To the Last Drop . Basically, she wrote a tassimo!fic and I could not help but think up a short sequel as I was beta reading her fic. Thanks to redrockcan for letting me play in her universe, and for the beta.
“Good morning,” the soft, satisfied sounding voice of her bedmate greeted her. “I made coffee.”
Sharon stirred against the crisp, white sheets as the aroma of coffee and steamed milk surrounded her. She felt the mattress dip next to her; slowly, she opened her eyes.
Sharon smirked. “How many good appliances were sacrificed for this cup of coffee?” she sassed, sitting up in bed so that she was eye level with her companion. The white sheet slipped, revealing her nude upper torso. Sharon loved the way Andrea’s gaze unabashedly followed the curves of her body.
Andrea trailed a fingertip down the expanse of Sharon’s throat, pausing to tickle her collarbone. “Very funny. I’ll have you know that I made this without a problem. It’s the machine in the break room that’s possessed, it doesn’t like me.”
“Mmm, I’m sure,” Sharon hummed and arched her back as Andrea leaned forward and her lips traced the sensitive skin of Sharon’s neck. Sharon wound her fingers in the blonde locks and pulled Andrea up for a searing kiss. The hand that held Sharon’s mug of coffee shook at the force and passion of their kiss.
“Wait a second,” Andrea whispered as they parted. Carefully, she sat the still steaming mug next to them on the night table. “I’d rather not burn myself with this again,” she deadpanned.
“I’d kiss it better,” Sharon offered brightly. Her eyes were twinkling as she tugged at the knot in Andrea’s robe, wanting the feel the sweet friction of skin on skin once more.
“I have no doubt that you would,” Andrea purred as she slid into the bed next to her lover.
“Of course, then you’d have to use one of your sick days, and I’d have to stay here with you to take care of you,” Sharon gasped as Andrea slid a thigh between her legs.
“Having you all to myself for a day? Now that’s something I could get used to.” Andrea squirmed delightfully against Sharon’s wandering hands. Bellow her, she felt Sharon thrust her hips and then pivot their bodies so that Andrea lay pinned between the seductive brunette and the soft mattress.
Sharon met Andrea’s smirking lips for another searing kiss, which effectively brought their verbal banter to a temporary halt.
Neither woman noticed when the mug of (now cold) coffee wobbled and crashed onto the floor.
Paring: Hobbs/Raydor
Rating: R
Word Count: 395 words
Disclaimer: Not my characters or television show.
A/N: Written as a sequel to redrockcan 's Good To the Last Drop . Basically, she wrote a tassimo!fic and I could not help but think up a short sequel as I was beta reading her fic. Thanks to redrockcan for letting me play in her universe, and for the beta.
“Good morning,” the soft, satisfied sounding voice of her bedmate greeted her. “I made coffee.”
Sharon stirred against the crisp, white sheets as the aroma of coffee and steamed milk surrounded her. She felt the mattress dip next to her; slowly, she opened her eyes.
Sharon smirked. “How many good appliances were sacrificed for this cup of coffee?” she sassed, sitting up in bed so that she was eye level with her companion. The white sheet slipped, revealing her nude upper torso. Sharon loved the way Andrea’s gaze unabashedly followed the curves of her body.
Andrea trailed a fingertip down the expanse of Sharon’s throat, pausing to tickle her collarbone. “Very funny. I’ll have you know that I made this without a problem. It’s the machine in the break room that’s possessed, it doesn’t like me.”
“Mmm, I’m sure,” Sharon hummed and arched her back as Andrea leaned forward and her lips traced the sensitive skin of Sharon’s neck. Sharon wound her fingers in the blonde locks and pulled Andrea up for a searing kiss. The hand that held Sharon’s mug of coffee shook at the force and passion of their kiss.
“Wait a second,” Andrea whispered as they parted. Carefully, she sat the still steaming mug next to them on the night table. “I’d rather not burn myself with this again,” she deadpanned.
“I’d kiss it better,” Sharon offered brightly. Her eyes were twinkling as she tugged at the knot in Andrea’s robe, wanting the feel the sweet friction of skin on skin once more.
“I have no doubt that you would,” Andrea purred as she slid into the bed next to her lover.
“Of course, then you’d have to use one of your sick days, and I’d have to stay here with you to take care of you,” Sharon gasped as Andrea slid a thigh between her legs.
“Having you all to myself for a day? Now that’s something I could get used to.” Andrea squirmed delightfully against Sharon’s wandering hands. Bellow her, she felt Sharon thrust her hips and then pivot their bodies so that Andrea lay pinned between the seductive brunette and the soft mattress.
Sharon met Andrea’s smirking lips for another searing kiss, which effectively brought their verbal banter to a temporary halt.
Neither woman noticed when the mug of (now cold) coffee wobbled and crashed onto the floor.