A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up, I had two assignments I had to get in ASAP, and for one of them I missed the deadline anyway. Thankfully now I am on holidays for two weeks so hopefully I'll have time to write a little more on the current story I have in the works. fingers crossed
Thankyou, as usual to all those people who reviewed, you are awesome! And, of course, thanks go to Jess because without her this story would probably be getting posted at this time next year.
I listened to the reviews and PM's I got, and wrote in a smut scene. Cause it seems to be all about the smut with you people. So, yeah, this is where i earn my M rating, if you don't want to read it, then look away.
Now...on with the story...
Chapter 6:
"Hey Catherine." Sofia asked as she spied the blonde CSI walking to her car. "Is it true you date women?"
Catherine sighed frustrated, it had been two weeks since she and Sara had pulled their April Fools stunt and still she got people coming up and asking her if she was dating Sara. "Yes, it's true. No I'm not dating Sara Sidle." he huffed as she rummaged in her purse for her keys.
"No, I figured you weren't, but I was wondering if you fancied going out for a drink sometime—with me." The usually calm detective was now looking slightly bashful.
"Oh..." Catherine blinked. "I ummm…" Catherine brought her hand up to run her fingers through her hair. "Sofia, you're gorgeous, don't get me wrong—" she started awkwardly.
"Hey, that's cool." Sofia held up her hands as she took a step back. "I was just—asking." she shrugged.
"No harm in that." Catherine nodded, she watched Sofia's retreating form for a moment before she opened the door to her rig, sighing. Two weeks ago she had thought that she and Sara might be developing a friendship that might continue past their prank. Unfortunately it seemed that wasn't the case. Sara was now awkward in her presence; she made excuses to leave the room when Catherine entered. For the record Catherine wasn't doing much better. She hardly knew what to say to the brunette anymore. She grew tongue tied and flustered unless they were firmly on professional ground.
Every time Sara came too close Catherine could feel a host of butterflies take residence in her stomach. She had tried to deny it, but Catherine could no longer ignore the facts; she was attracted to Sara Sidle.
Frustrated, Catherine jammed the car into gear. Making up her mind she turned the steering wheel in the direction of Sara's flat. She had looked up the address once a couple of days ago as she toyed with the idea of going to talk to Sara, she had even driven past the place, but ultimately she hadn't gone in; she had got a call from Ian, her sister's husband, asking her if she could please look after Jeremy for the day as he was ill.
This time nothing was going to prevent her from having it out with Sara, Catherine thought as she turned off her phone.
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Sara was sitting on her sofa with a bottle of beer, mulling over the day. Thankfully Grissom had noticed the tension between the two women and for the last two weeks he hadn't paired them on a single case together. She had caught a snippet of a conversation between Nick and Greg that day, and was now turning it over in her mind.
"You know I think we were right anyway." Greg started.
"What's that?" Nick prompted.
"Sara and Catherine, I still think there's some sexual tension there man. It's just worse now, cause they've both realised it's there and they aren't doing anything about it. I reckon they got it bad for each other, and that April Fools prank just made them conscious of that." Greg elaborated.
"Y'know man, I think you're right." Nick chuckled. "And there's no doubt they would make on kick ass couple."
Sara frowned, did she? Was she attracted to Catherine? Well—yeah, she was. She sighed, frustrated. This was a great time to realise that. Damn it. The brunette was snapped out of her thoughts by a knock at the door. Uncrossing her legs she set the beer bottle down on the coffee table before she went to answer it. She didn't bother to check through the peep hole before he pulled the door open so she was stunned when she saw it was Catherine standing on her doorstep.
"We need to talk." Catherine stated, waiting for Sara to invite her inside.
"I was just thinking the same thing." Sara nodded in acknowledgment, stepping aside to allow Catherine to enter her apartment.
"This is worse than it was before…at least then we could work together, now I just…what is going on Sara?" Catherine dived straight in as Sara set about making coffee.
"Want one?" Sara stalled.
"Sure, cheers." Catherine sighed, taking a seat at Sara's breakfast bar as she allowed the brunette time to consider her response.
"I think the April Fools Day prank started something…" Sara began, "And since then it's been gaining momentum…"
"It's rolling down a hill?" Catherine asked sarcastically.
"If you like." Sara shrugged. "We're both realising we were wrong in our assumptions, and I don't know about you…but I'm finding that I like the you I know now better than the you I had constructed in my mind."
"Yeah..." Catherine nodded with an internal sigh of relief, "Me too."
Sara smiled in relief as she heard Catherine's response, and it gave her the confidence to continue. "Frankly I think we're the victims of 'God's' April Fools Day prank. He let us think it was just an act, but…"
"It brought out—real feelings." Catherine nodded slowly, smiling when Sara had raised her fingers to form inverted commas as she said God. "So…ummm…what do you say to a date…sometime?"
"I'd like that." Sara nodded, beaming.
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One week; four dates. Sara and Catherine were both giddy, maybe it was the alcohol they had consumed, or maybe they were falling in love.
Sara's back slammed into the wall the moment the bedroom door was closed, Catherine's lips attached to hers as the blonde's hands slipped under her shirt, running across the smooth sink of her stomach. Sara buried her fingers in Catherine's hair, pulling her closer and pushing her tongue past her lips to slide alongside the older woman's tongue.
A moment later their positions were reversed and Catherine was up against the wall. She took advantage of the situation to pull Sara's top over her head, depositing it somewhere on the floor. Sara's fingers had already attacked Catherine's buttons and her hands pushed the two sides of the blouse aside.
Catherine's lips moved to Sara's neck as she kissed and licked the sensitive skin, her fingernails raking down Sara's back. Sara smirked as she realised Catherine's bra clasped in the front. The next moment she had the bra open and her hands were gently caressing Catherine's breasts, her thumbs flicking over her nipples causing Catherine to arch her back into Sara.
Stumbling they managed to make it to the bed, now minus the rest of the clothing. Catherine whimpered, throwing her head back as Sara's mouth closed around her nipple, her tongue flicking over the hardened nub. "Oh God, please Sara." she moaned, rolling her hips as she tried to get some friction.
The younger woman ignored her pleas; instead she raked her fingernails along Catherine's thighs. She kept the blonde pinned underneath her as she teased her to the point of distraction. Catherine's breathing was heavy, her pleas a constant whispered stream, occasionally one louder than the others.
Finally Sara's hand worked its way down between Catherine's legs; three fingers plunged into her heat. She pumped in and out, letting Catherine set the pace with her hips as the blonde arched her back, her cries rising in pitch and volume. "Oh fuck Sara, oh God…don't stop, uhhh."
Slowly Sara moved down Catherine's body, leaving a trail of kisses with her mouth. She paused at Catherine's belly button, dipping her tongue in and then softly blowing across the skin. Eventually her tongue flicked across Catherine's clit causing the blonde to arch her back as she cried, "ohhhh God, SARA!"
Sara beamed as she watched her lover gasping for breath, her eyes glazed over from the orgasm she had just given her. Swiftly she moved up and captured Catherine's lips with her own. Catherine moaned as she tasted herself on Sara's lips. She let out an animalistic growl and the next moment Sara was pinned underneath her, Catherine's thigh pressed against her wet centre.
Catherine rolled her hips, starting up a rhythm that Sara followed with her hips, groaning as the older woman deftly pinched her nipple between her fingers. As Sara's head tipped backwards to allow air through to her lungs, Catherine's mouth moved to her neck, sucking and nipping, licking and biting. Her hands were roaming all over her lover's body as her hips kept up the tempo.
"Uhhh…Cath." Sara hissed as she felt herself reaching the edge.
"Let it out baby, c'mon scream for me." Catherine whispered into her lover's ear before she took the brunette's earlobe between her lips and tugged gently.
"Ohhh God…ahhh, Catherine." Sara panted, groaning as she felt two of Catherine's fingers curl up inside her. "CATH" she screamed as her body shook in release.
"Remind me why we didn't do this years ago." Catherine mumbled as she pressed a kiss into the corner of Sara's mouth.
"God, I don't know." Sara sighed, pulling her lover closer.
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"Oh yeah, we were right." Greg grinned, smirking.
"About what?" Warrick asked moving over to where Greg was looking out the window.
"See for yourself." Greg replied, nodding outside to the parking lot. From there the four men in the break room could see Catherine's SUV parked in a space, Sara's car no where to be found, and the two women in question in each other's arms.
"Way to go Catherine." Nick cheered as he saw Sara move to leave, and Catherine pull her back in for a smouldering kiss.
The End.
Yes, that's right, I said the end. As in--there will be no more chapters for this story. Sorry.
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XX Chez