Fic: She's A Screamer - Part XIII + Epiloge - DuVista
Title: She's a Screamer - Part XIII + Epiloge
Pairing: Calleigh/Natalia, Calleigh/Eric friendship and some mentioning of past Cal/Sofia and Nat/Eric. Cake? No WAY!
Fandom: CSI: Miami mostly, a little x-over with CSI.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer:I don't own them. No money, yadda, yadda, yadda!
Spoiler: none for new episodes. Takes place somewhere after “Internal Affairs”
Warning: Two women having consensual sex.
Author's note(s): Well and here it is, the final chapter. And just so you know, I have no plans continuing this.
Summary: Cal and Eric get a little drunk and Eric spills the beans about his relationship with Nat. Calleigh decides to form her own opinion about that. A little trip down memory lane concerning Cal/Sofia. I took some liberties with their past concerning university. And then Calleigh invites Natalia for a weekend off.
Thanks: Thanks to yellowsmurf6 for the beta on this part, and thanks to sofia_lindsay for the beta in the other parts. Thanks to everyone who stuck with the story and had faith in me, even if it meant a lot of patience.
Archiving: women_in_kevlar , duvista , femslash_smut ,
She’s a Screamer - Part XIII
Calleigh was in heaven. Not only had everything turned out okay, but the evening had turned out to be just perfect. Not even in her wildest and most desperate dreams had she imagined something like that. She was shivering, not from the cold, but from the pent up energy buzzing through her body. Natalia had, unintentionally probably, managed to bring her very close to her own orgasm. Her begging to touch her, to ‘fuck’ her; her plea to look at her while she came apart herself and her scream of release; that she had called out for her, ‘Calleigh’. Everything had pushed her closer.
She was lying beside Natalia now, while the brunette was calming down and regaining her senses. Propped up on one elbow, she let her eyes roam appreciatively over her lover’s body. A thin sheet of sweat was covering the brunette’s body and every now and then her muscels would quiver in aftershocks. Natalia’s eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. Calleigh drew lazy circles over the brunette’s abdomed, lost in the softness of the skin.
‘She’s so beautiful. I’ve got to be the luckiest person alive. And I can’t believe that I just made love to her. The look in her eyes… The trust and love there and the raw need…I thought I would drown in her eyes. I could see straight to her soul. So powerful.’
Calleigh shivered again at the memory, her clit throbbing. But she didn’t mind much. Because as far as she was concerned, they had their whole lives ahead of them. She could wait a little longer. It was all about Natalia at the moment.
Natalia’s eyelids started to flutter and finally opened.
“Welcome back beautiful,” Calleigh whispered and kissed Natalia slowly.
Natalia groaned, sucking Calleigh’s tongue deeper into her mouth. Panting, they broke apart again.
“You know what, Cal? You’re way overdressed. Can’t you get rid of those pants?”
“Shhh, you’re exhausted, sweetie. You should sleep now. We have lots of time.”
Natalia seemed to have gained some of her strength back because she pushed herself up on her elbows to glare at Calleigh.
“I think I didn’t make myself clear. Get those damn pants off, or I will do it as soon as my bones and muscles are back in my body. And I can’t guarante that there won’t be any collateral damage.”
There was a teasing, threatening undertone to Natalia’s voice, and Calleigh had to swallow hard under her demanding glare.
“But…”
“No. No buts.” Natalia’s voice grew softer. “Please, Calleigh. I want to see you. I need to see you. Please.”
How could she possibly deny anything Natalia wanted when those eyes looked at her like that? Pleading, burning with desire. So, she simply nodded and got up slowly to discard the last of her clothes.
And then she was standing naked in front of Natalia and she felt her eyes roaming freely over her body.
“God, you’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I didn’t realize it sooner. I could just look at you forever.”
Calleigh felt Natalia’s glances like caresses on her skin, and she was sure that Natalia would see, would smell her arousal.
Natalia stretched a hand out towards her.
“Come here.” She patted the ground besider herself. “Come here and tell me what you want me to do.”
Calleigh could do nothing but groan as another wave of arousal hit her. She sank down on her knees and lay down beside Natalia, propped up on one elbow, facing her.
Natalia mirrored her position, leaning forward to capture her lips again, the kiss getting heated quickly.
Calleigh buried her hands in Natalia’s mane, holding on for dear life, pulling her impossibly closer. Natalia had abandoned her mouth and was inspecting her breasts now. There was no other word. Calleigh felt Natalia touch and caress the soft skin of her globes and the puckered skin around her nipples. She felt her nibble, lick, suck, and taste, totally lost in the sensation.
Calleigh was helpless under Natalia’s ministrations. Reduced to a quivering, moaning mass of flesh, the wetness between her legs throbbing more urgently with every touch, every stroke of Natalia’s tongue. She needed release and, at the same time, she never wanted the sweet torture that was Natalia exploring her body, and her reactions to such explorations, to end. And then she felt Natalia’s hand wander south across her abdomen, stopping short from where she wanted, needed her the most. Natalia’s mouth was beside her ear now.
“Tell me!”, she whispered.
Calleigh moaned. She was so close.
“Inside,” she panted. “Two … fingers.”
Hesitating only a little at first, Natalia let her hand wander further down, dipping between the wet folds, carefully probing for her lover’s entrance.
Feeling Natalia’s need for assurance, she pushed through the haze of her arousal.
“Yes,” she whispered, raising her hips a little to guide Natalia. And then she felt Natalia’s fingers slide into her easily, her hips rocking forward violently without her being able to control her movements any longer.
Calleigh realized that Natalia was trying to match the rhythm of her fingers to the frantic movements of her hips.
“More.”
Natalia managed not to loose their rhythm when she added a third finger, keeping the pace steady.
“God, Calleigh, this feels so good,” Natalia whispered hoarsely into her ear. And that did it. Her walls clenched around Natalia’s fingers, and her hips buckled violently in an attempt to pull the brunette impossibly deeper. And with her release she called out for her lover.
When Calleigh opened her eyes some moments later she saw Natalia look at her in wonder.
“God, Calleigh. You look even more beautiful when you come.”
Calleigh felt herself blush a little.
“Well, right back at ya, honey. And I can’t wait to see it again, but right now I think we should get some sleep. It’s your birthday and you’ll have guests tonight.”
Natalia pulled Calleigh into her arms and kissed her slowly.
“And do you know what? I got the best birthday present ever.”
Epiloge
Calleigh and Natalia didn’t make a big deal out of their relationship. As far as everyone was concerned, they were just friends. Officially, at least. Naturally, their friends did assume that there was something more going on between them, but no one asked them about it. They couldn’t tell what they didn’t know. And with Stetler always out on the hunt for them…
Calleigh moved into the apartment right next to Natalia. They had bought both apartments and, while officially it was still two separate apartments from the outside, it really was only one. This way, nobody would give it a second thought if they came to work and drove home together. Or when they went shopping together. Or that they had each other’s keys. To the IAB, they were just two good friends looking out for each other. They were both professional enough that their relationship didn’t interfere with their work.
A while later, after another hard case, Natalia was accompanying her sister to another meeting yet again; she still had some problems courtesy of her abduction. So, Eric and Calleigh went to go and grab some drinks to unwind from their case.
“Well, kind of a dejâ-vu, don’t you think?” Calleigh askend upon entering.
“Oh, yeah. Kinda, I guess. So, Tequila again?”
“Bring it, sugga!”
They downed some shots, finally able to relax after the case; knowing that everyone was safe and sound again. Horatio had sent them home for a prolonged weekend, allowing them all to recuperate.
“So Cal, any plans for the unexpected bunch of freetime? Are you maybe interested in dinner tomorrow night?”
Calleigh sighed. Eric had to know she was with Natalia, didn’t he? They never actually talked about it. They, she and Natalia, had just assumed that their friends knew. They had all been to their joined apartment a few times. And while every gathering had been in one of the apartments or the other, they didn’t really conceal the connecting door. They had even used it while their friends were around. Well, maybe Calleigh needed to be a little more obvious with her thick friend.
“Actually, I already have plans, Eric,” she said with a hint of meaning.
“Oh … maybe another time, then?”
“Eric…?”
“Yes?”
“Do you remember our conversation a while back? When you told me about your worst sex ever?”
“Yeah. It’s a little blurry around the edges, but I remember. What’s that got to do with anything?”
“Listen carefully now. I have ‘plans’ with Natalia this weekend. We have had a lot of ‘plans’ since her birthday. We have ‘plans’ almost every day. And if you still don’t get it, I can assure you…she’s a screamer!”