Hi everyone! I wrote this to keep myself entertained while I impatiently await the return of Chuck. Chuck and Sarah are one of the best couples on TV and I love the fact that the TBTB were brave enough to put them together. I think 3x14 demonstrates that they can be just as good together as apart ;)

Anyway, I don't own Chuck. If I did, it'd be on TV permanently, and Chuck would be wearing just a towel much more often.

A sigh of bliss escaped Sarah Walker's lips as the man she loved unzipped her boots and pried them off her feet. He pulled her feet into his lap and his fingers began kneading her toes expertly. Groaning in pleasure, Sarah closed her eyes and allowed her head to fall back against the back of the couch.

"Long day?"

"Oh, you know," she smiled, "the usual".

Chuck grinned playfully as his hands made their way to her calf. "That partner of yours give you any trouble?" he asked archly.

Sarah opened her eyes and watched his hands perform their magic on her muscles.

"Totally useless, as usual," she teased. "We were supposed to be undercover as newlyweds, but I don't think he knows how to kiss a woman properly. Nearly blew our cover."

Chuck's hands stilled and he raised a delectable eyebrow. "Is that right?"

"Uh-huh. Not sure how he passed seduction training."

"Well, honey," murmured Chuck, shifting his position so that his face hovered above hers, "you trained him."

He flashed her that grin, the one which had been slowly wearing her down since they first met, and lowered his gaze to her mouth.

Sarah bit her lip in response. Those eyes were always her downfall, and seeing them focused so intently on her mouth was almost unbearable. She squirmed impatiently and her hands moved to his hair, relishing the feel of those messy curls around her fingers.

Chuck bent his head closer until their warm breath mingled. He raised his eyes to hers again and Sarah's breath caught at the intensity and longing in his gaze. He gently brushed his lips against hers and then retreated, causing her to mew in frustration. Then they were on hers again, warm and confident and demanding. He deepened the kiss, bringing his hand up to cup her cheek. Their tongues danced and Sarah moaned into Chuck's mouth, her hand tightening in his hair.

Chuck broke the kiss reluctantly and returned to his side of the couch, trademark grin fixed in place.

Sarah surveyed him a little breathlessly, an amused smile on her face.

"How did I do that time?" asked Chuck, preening a little.

The woman he loved crawled catlike along the couch and settled herself into his lap. "I'm not sure," she grinned, placing her hands either side of his face. "I need to do a more thorough assessment".

Much later that evening, as they lay tangled and sweaty and spent in Chuck's bed, Sarah assured him that he had passed.

With flying colours.

Hope you liked it!