kate/claire, R/NC-17
Title; Goodbye Is Not For Us.
Pairing; Kate/Claire, Jack/Kate implied.
Rating; NC-17 to be sure.
Spoilers; SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4! (Don’t say I didn’t warn you.)
Disclaimer; I do not own them, I just like playing with them.
A/N; I’m happy to be writing Kate/Claire again, since I haven’t written it in a VERY long time. I’m a bit rusty, but I’ll recover soon enough. More Kate/Claire is coming your way.
“Are you okay?”
Claire’s Australian accent never failed to put a smile on Kate’s face and she nodded.
“Yeah, I’m okay.”
“Why was Locke here? What did he want with you?”
Kate stood up and went to get a new cup of coffee from the kitchen.
“Locke wants me gone by tomorrow. Thinks I’ve betrayed him or something by going to talk to Miles. He reckons it’s not a democracy, so I said it was a dictatorship. This doesn’t mean he makes a good dictator, but still… He wants me gone.”
The last thing she said with a little reluctance. She could tell that Claire didn’t like it very much either.
“Are you going back to Jack, then?”
“Yeah, I am.” Kate smiled despite the fact that she would be leaving another friend behind. At least she’d have Jack with her.
Kate sat down next to Claire, whose smile had disappeared now. She could feel Claire shift closer and Kate put her arm around her. It made her feel warm inside to have Claire so close. There had been a time when she’d thought she would never have friends again and would be on the run the rest of her life, only settling down from time to time and always being someone else, somewhere else, with someone else. But being there with Claire in the barracks of the Others, had made her feel good, even just after one day. She could feel Claire breathing, the rise and fall of her chest against hers and she closed her eyes and rocked her in her arms. Claire’s arm went around Kate’s stomach and they didn’t speak for a while, both not quite knowing what to say to the other.
“Let’s go to bed, it’ll be all right.”
They both got up and washed themselves, undressed and got into bed. The topic luckily changed to other things, like Aaron and what he would like when he was older. They lay giggling in the dark, enjoying the time they still had left and Kate was happy. It was already late when they stopped talking, somewhere around one in the morning and they fell silent for a while, both starting to fall asleep. Claire managed to fight the sleep off of her and whispered in the night.
“Kate? Are you still awake?”
Kate mumbled something in response.
“Will you… Will you come and sleep with me tonight?”
Kate turned over to her other side and peered through the darkness at where Claire’s bed stood. The soft light of the moon that crept under the curtains only allowed her to make out a figure lying underneath the sheets. Kate smiled to herself and silently slipped out of her own bed and into Claire’s. They were only wearing their underwear and a t-shirt, by lack of proper pyjamas. Both of them couldn’t suppress a giggle as they shifted into a comfortable position. Claire’s body was soft and warm against hers, so different than that of Jack or Sawyer. Kate could smell the sweet, fresh scent of Claire’s newly washed hair and the distinct trace of something she couldn’t quite place. They lay facing each other, too dark to make out their faces, but their eyes glistening in the black of the night. Claire’s fingers brushed Kate’s thigh as she moved her hand towards Kate’s face. Exploring Kate’s face, she could feel her breath on her face and her own breathing becoming faster. Claire stroked her thumb over Kate’s lips, ever so softly and she noticed Kate had closed her eyes.
“Kate, I don’t want you to go…” Claire sighed and after that, it all happened very fast.
Kate’s arms found their way to Claire’s back, stroking it while she pressed her lips against Claire’s. They were soft, but insistent and Kate quickly gave in. She was surprised at how it took her breath away to be kissing Claire. However innocent Claire looked, her kiss simply blew Kate away. She deepened the kiss, demanding more and when Claire moaned, it vibrated through her entire body. Claire’s fingers felt hot against her skin, like she was burning her with her touch. Kate caressed Claire’s inner thighs, making her shift even closer to her, asking for more. Claire was teasing Kate, touching her every so lightly on her stomach, over her breasts, over her back and then all over again.
When Kate found her way into Claire’s undies, she could feel how wet and hot she was. For her. She entered her finger slowly and another moan encouraged her to start moving. Claire’s hand found her way down too and soon, her fingers curled inside of Kate, causing her to buck her hips into Claire’s touch. Soon after, Kate flexed around Claire’s fingers, Claire being unable to hold herself any longer, coming right after her. Kate could feel Claire tense up around her finger, holding it in place and she could feel her moaning, Claire’s lips searching hers again. As their bodies stopped shaking, their kiss deepened again. A deep kiss, lazy and satisfied, their slender bodies hot against each other.
Kate’s shirt was sticking to her, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric if the light had been on. Claire didn’t want Kate to stop, didn’t want her let go, but Kate had to breathe, it was too much to be kissing Claire like this. She could feel Claire’s desperation, want and need, her fear of the morning the to come and it made it all the more real to Kate. She made Claire roll over, straddling Claire’s leg. She was still hot against Kate’s leg and it made Claire ache her back in pleasure as Kate moved her leg back and forth. Kate looked at Claire in the darkness, looked into her eyes and sighed.
“Claire… You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever met, you know that?”
Saying that didn’t even come close to what Kate was really feeling, but there was only so much she could express with words. Words were not enough and it were the things that had happened, the things that were going to happen that night that mattered. It was just Kate and Claire and nobody else. Although they both knew that morning would come, bringing pain with it, they would do everything to make that night last forever.
Pairing; Kate/Claire, Jack/Kate implied.
Rating; NC-17 to be sure.
Spoilers; SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4! (Don’t say I didn’t warn you.)
Disclaimer; I do not own them, I just like playing with them.
A/N; I’m happy to be writing Kate/Claire again, since I haven’t written it in a VERY long time. I’m a bit rusty, but I’ll recover soon enough. More Kate/Claire is coming your way.
“Are you okay?”
Claire’s Australian accent never failed to put a smile on Kate’s face and she nodded.
“Yeah, I’m okay.”
“Why was Locke here? What did he want with you?”
Kate stood up and went to get a new cup of coffee from the kitchen.
“Locke wants me gone by tomorrow. Thinks I’ve betrayed him or something by going to talk to Miles. He reckons it’s not a democracy, so I said it was a dictatorship. This doesn’t mean he makes a good dictator, but still… He wants me gone.”
The last thing she said with a little reluctance. She could tell that Claire didn’t like it very much either.
“Are you going back to Jack, then?”
“Yeah, I am.” Kate smiled despite the fact that she would be leaving another friend behind. At least she’d have Jack with her.
Kate sat down next to Claire, whose smile had disappeared now. She could feel Claire shift closer and Kate put her arm around her. It made her feel warm inside to have Claire so close. There had been a time when she’d thought she would never have friends again and would be on the run the rest of her life, only settling down from time to time and always being someone else, somewhere else, with someone else. But being there with Claire in the barracks of the Others, had made her feel good, even just after one day. She could feel Claire breathing, the rise and fall of her chest against hers and she closed her eyes and rocked her in her arms. Claire’s arm went around Kate’s stomach and they didn’t speak for a while, both not quite knowing what to say to the other.
“Let’s go to bed, it’ll be all right.”
They both got up and washed themselves, undressed and got into bed. The topic luckily changed to other things, like Aaron and what he would like when he was older. They lay giggling in the dark, enjoying the time they still had left and Kate was happy. It was already late when they stopped talking, somewhere around one in the morning and they fell silent for a while, both starting to fall asleep. Claire managed to fight the sleep off of her and whispered in the night.
“Kate? Are you still awake?”
Kate mumbled something in response.
“Will you… Will you come and sleep with me tonight?”
Kate turned over to her other side and peered through the darkness at where Claire’s bed stood. The soft light of the moon that crept under the curtains only allowed her to make out a figure lying underneath the sheets. Kate smiled to herself and silently slipped out of her own bed and into Claire’s. They were only wearing their underwear and a t-shirt, by lack of proper pyjamas. Both of them couldn’t suppress a giggle as they shifted into a comfortable position. Claire’s body was soft and warm against hers, so different than that of Jack or Sawyer. Kate could smell the sweet, fresh scent of Claire’s newly washed hair and the distinct trace of something she couldn’t quite place. They lay facing each other, too dark to make out their faces, but their eyes glistening in the black of the night. Claire’s fingers brushed Kate’s thigh as she moved her hand towards Kate’s face. Exploring Kate’s face, she could feel her breath on her face and her own breathing becoming faster. Claire stroked her thumb over Kate’s lips, ever so softly and she noticed Kate had closed her eyes.
“Kate, I don’t want you to go…” Claire sighed and after that, it all happened very fast.
Kate’s arms found their way to Claire’s back, stroking it while she pressed her lips against Claire’s. They were soft, but insistent and Kate quickly gave in. She was surprised at how it took her breath away to be kissing Claire. However innocent Claire looked, her kiss simply blew Kate away. She deepened the kiss, demanding more and when Claire moaned, it vibrated through her entire body. Claire’s fingers felt hot against her skin, like she was burning her with her touch. Kate caressed Claire’s inner thighs, making her shift even closer to her, asking for more. Claire was teasing Kate, touching her every so lightly on her stomach, over her breasts, over her back and then all over again.
When Kate found her way into Claire’s undies, she could feel how wet and hot she was. For her. She entered her finger slowly and another moan encouraged her to start moving. Claire’s hand found her way down too and soon, her fingers curled inside of Kate, causing her to buck her hips into Claire’s touch. Soon after, Kate flexed around Claire’s fingers, Claire being unable to hold herself any longer, coming right after her. Kate could feel Claire tense up around her finger, holding it in place and she could feel her moaning, Claire’s lips searching hers again. As their bodies stopped shaking, their kiss deepened again. A deep kiss, lazy and satisfied, their slender bodies hot against each other.
Kate’s shirt was sticking to her, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric if the light had been on. Claire didn’t want Kate to stop, didn’t want her let go, but Kate had to breathe, it was too much to be kissing Claire like this. She could feel Claire’s desperation, want and need, her fear of the morning the to come and it made it all the more real to Kate. She made Claire roll over, straddling Claire’s leg. She was still hot against Kate’s leg and it made Claire ache her back in pleasure as Kate moved her leg back and forth. Kate looked at Claire in the darkness, looked into her eyes and sighed.
“Claire… You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever met, you know that?”
Saying that didn’t even come close to what Kate was really feeling, but there was only so much she could express with words. Words were not enough and it were the things that had happened, the things that were going to happen that night that mattered. It was just Kate and Claire and nobody else. Although they both knew that morning would come, bringing pain with it, they would do everything to make that night last forever.