Truth or Dare?
Title: Truth or Dare?
Author: yougottaletmego
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Sara/Gretchen/Kellerman
Spoilers: Season Four, The Final Break
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me...*sigh*
Summary: One bottle of tequila and a game of truth or dare.
Author's Note: This turned out better than I could've ever imagined.
Note: This is set four years after Michael's death. Sara, Gretchen, Kellerman (who is now a FBI agent), Lincoln, Alex, and LJ (who is now 21) are living in one house together.
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“So why didn’t you two join Lincoln and Alex on their boys night out?” Sara asked as she strolled into the kitchen.
“I think I’m coming down with something, I’m gonna head to bed,” LJ said as he hugged Sara and left the room.
“And what about you, Paul?” Sara said observing Paul was still in his work uniform.
“I had a long day, the FBI is tough,” Paul smiled as he opened the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of tequila.
“Do your fellow agents drink as heavily as you?” Sara laughed.
“Did someone mention drinking?” Gretchen asked as she leaned against the door frame.
“I swear you have a seventh sense, anytime someone mentions alcohol your ears start ringing,” Kellerman stated in disbelief as he grabbed limes out of the fridge.
“Do I even want to know what her sixth sense is?” Sara rolled her eyes.
“The uncanny ability to be a bitch every waking moment,” Kellerman shot sarcastically.
“Aw aren’t you sweet. Hand over the tequila!”
“Not here, LJ’s sick and needs to rest.”
“Okay mom, we’ll go downstairs to my room,” Gretchen smiled as she grabbed the bottle of tequila and headed downstairs. Kellerman grabbed the limes and three shot glasses and Sara reluctantly followed him down the stairs.
“Why’d you bring those?” Gretchen said motioning to the shot glasses as she took a swig from the bottle.
“Well, some of us have class,” Kellerman smirked as he handed Gretchen a lime slice.
“Here,” Gretchen smiled as she handed the bottle to Sara. Sara took a deep breath and downed some tequila then shoved a lime in her mouth.
Twenty minutes later, the bottle was empty.
“Okay, your turn Gretchen, truth or dare?” Kellerman asked.
“Dare.”
“I dare you to take these, handcuff Sara to the bed, then kiss her,” Kellerman smiling as he removed the handcuffs from his belt.
Before Sara realized what was happening Gretchen was thrusting her onto the bed and her arm was handcuffed to the head board. Gretchen mounted her, one leg on each side of her body, and smashed her lips to Sara’s. To Sara’s surprise, it didn’t stop at a kiss, and she didn’t mind. Sara slipped her tongue into Gretchen’s mouth, a look of shock flashed across Gretchen’s face, but she didn’t stop. Gretchen grabbed the bottom of Sara’s red shirt and pulled it off of her. For a moment they sat there staring into each other’s eyes, then Sara glanced over to Paul who was sitting on the couch, grinning.
“Get over here,” Gretchen and Sara simultaneously commanded. Kellerman slapped himself to make sure he was awake. He hurried over and jumped onto the bed.
Gretchen and Sara resumed kissing as Kellerman slowly unbuttoned Sara’s jeans. He pulled at them as she wiggled her legs. Finally they were off, Gretchen moved closer to Sara so Paul would have sufficient room. Paul quickly pulled off his pants and his boxers and took a deep breath before removing Sara’s black thong. Gretchen massaged Sara’s breasts and kissed her neck as Paul went into her. Sara let out a sigh, she had never experienced anything like this, and she was enjoying every moment of it.
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LJ wandered out of his room and realized his Dad still wasn’t home from the bar. He wandered over to the medicine cabinet looking for something to ease his headache. He couldn’t find the advil, he knocked on Sara’s door hoping she’d have it. No answer. Next he knocked on Kellerman’s door. No answer. He hated traveling down to Gretchen’s room, but his headache was getting worse by the second. He walked down the stairs and noticed her door was slightly open. He pushed it open slowly and stared in disbelief at what he saw. He stood there for a minute, but as soon as he felt his pants tighten, he knew it was time to leave.
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“Wow…that was a great dare,” Sara laughed as Kellerman finally removed himself from her and Gretchen lay next to her.
“I should probably get some sleep,” Kellerman said as he moved towards Sara and kissed her. After a few minutes Kellerman sat up and pulled his boxers on, preparing to leave.
“You don’t get off that easy,” Gretchen said as she grabbed him and pulled him down. She shoved her tongue into his mouth and ran her fingers through his hair. She pushed him off of her and smiled.
“You’re such a bitch,” Kellerman smiled as he pulled his jeans on, grabbed his shirt, and stumbled up the stairs.
“Night Princess,” Gretchen said as she once again got on top of Sara. They made out for a little while longer until Gretchen rolled off of her. Sara put her clothes on and made her way towards the door. She turned around one last time and smiled at Gretchen before disappearing up the stairs.
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The next morning, LJ was the first one awake. He made himself breakfast and sat down at the kitchen table. Sara walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water.
“Morning LJ, how are you feeling?” Sara asked.
“Better.”
“Good, I’m glad,” Sara replied.
“What did you guys end up doing last night?” LJ asked.
“We just watched some TV, had a drink or two, and then went to sleep,” Sara lied, she knew last night had to remain a secret.
“So tell me, was Uncle Mike always on top?” LJ smirked, Sara choked on her water as her face turn bright red. So much for keeping last night a secret.
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