Fic:Tryst
Title: Tryst
Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Sara/Catherine
Rating: uhhh 14A?
Spoilers: None
Notes: A bit happier this round
Remember...comments are sexy
How am I supposed to concentrate with her in the next room? Seriously. I know my mind should be wrapped up in the homicide in front of me, gritty pictures and all, but all I can think about is getting my hands on her again.
“Sara?” I looked up, praying I hadn’t said any of that out loud.
“Yeah Cath?” I replied.
“Can I uh…pick your brain for a minute?” Did anyone else see the wink? Did I make that up?
I shrugged, going for nonchalant, and nodded. I flipped the folder shut and stood, taking it with me as I followed her to her office.
I shut the door behind me and turned to find Catherine centimetres away from me.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to concentrate with you in the next room?”
I smirked. “Oh yeah?” She looked good flustered, not that she didn’t always look good, maybe it was the fact that I made her flustered. That could have been it.
She bit her lip and nodded, her eyes focused on my lips as she fought an internal battle about whether or not to cross the boundaries we had set up for work. My hands fell to her hips and I made the decision for her as I pulled her against me. Her lips found mine as my hands slid around to cup her ass.
She kissed me almost ferociously, and I tried my damndest to keep up.
“Shit.” She said with a sigh as she tried to catch her breath. I chuckled. She pulled back, just enough to glare at me. “What?”
I shrugged, attempting to keep the smirk off of my face. She raised an eyebrow and I cracked. “Who would have thought that little old me could make the Big Bad Catherine Willows lose her cool…at work nonetheless.”
Her glare hardened but I saw her lips twitch at the beginning of a smile. She tried to step back but I held her against me easily.
“We’re at work.” She reminded, sounding slightly disappointed. I nodded and released my hold on her.
“So is that all you needed me for?” I smirked. She rolled her eyes and bent down to pick up the file I had dropped. I cocked my head to one side to fully appreciate the view I was being offered. She tossed a look over her shoulder that let me know that I was fully busted, and I shrugged. “We on for breakfast later?” I asked as she handed me the file.
She smiled and nodded, signalling the end to our tryst. It wasn’t much, but it would get me through the end of the shift.
Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Sara/Catherine
Rating: uhhh 14A?
Spoilers: None
Notes: A bit happier this round
Remember...comments are sexy
How am I supposed to concentrate with her in the next room? Seriously. I know my mind should be wrapped up in the homicide in front of me, gritty pictures and all, but all I can think about is getting my hands on her again.
“Sara?” I looked up, praying I hadn’t said any of that out loud.
“Yeah Cath?” I replied.
“Can I uh…pick your brain for a minute?” Did anyone else see the wink? Did I make that up?
I shrugged, going for nonchalant, and nodded. I flipped the folder shut and stood, taking it with me as I followed her to her office.
I shut the door behind me and turned to find Catherine centimetres away from me.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to concentrate with you in the next room?”
I smirked. “Oh yeah?” She looked good flustered, not that she didn’t always look good, maybe it was the fact that I made her flustered. That could have been it.
She bit her lip and nodded, her eyes focused on my lips as she fought an internal battle about whether or not to cross the boundaries we had set up for work. My hands fell to her hips and I made the decision for her as I pulled her against me. Her lips found mine as my hands slid around to cup her ass.
She kissed me almost ferociously, and I tried my damndest to keep up.
“Shit.” She said with a sigh as she tried to catch her breath. I chuckled. She pulled back, just enough to glare at me. “What?”
I shrugged, attempting to keep the smirk off of my face. She raised an eyebrow and I cracked. “Who would have thought that little old me could make the Big Bad Catherine Willows lose her cool…at work nonetheless.”
Her glare hardened but I saw her lips twitch at the beginning of a smile. She tried to step back but I held her against me easily.
“We’re at work.” She reminded, sounding slightly disappointed. I nodded and released my hold on her.
“So is that all you needed me for?” I smirked. She rolled her eyes and bent down to pick up the file I had dropped. I cocked my head to one side to fully appreciate the view I was being offered. She tossed a look over her shoulder that let me know that I was fully busted, and I shrugged. “We on for breakfast later?” I asked as she handed me the file.
She smiled and nodded, signalling the end to our tryst. It wasn’t much, but it would get me through the end of the shift.