Title: Mondays
Author: Kasandra
Rating: M for implied sexual situations.
Paring: Talleigh
Summary: Tim and Calleigh have a middle of the night rendezvous. One shot.
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Tim woke up with a start and looked at the clock. It read 4:12 A.M. Sitting up, he saw Calleigh, his wife, eating left over Chinese food they had ordered earlier.
Calleigh smiled at him. "Dumpling?" she questioned and offered one to him.
"No thanks… why are you eating at this hour, Mrs. Speedle? And in the bed no less?" Tim questioned, teasingly. "Not that I mind, but is there something wrong?"
"Nope." Calleigh replied and popped another dumpling in her mouth. She chewed thoughtfully for a minute before swallowing. "I was just hungry."
Tim noticed that Calleigh actually had laid out two other cartons of leftover take out in front of her. "Actually hand me an egg roll." He took a large bite and some crumbs fell onto his bare chest. "Oops" Tim replied with his mouth full, sending more crumbs down.
Calleigh laughed, while helping him wipe the food off. "See this is why I usually don't wake you. You're messy."
"I'm hurt." Tim feigned, with his hand over his chest. Calleigh, moved the food to the night stand and crawled over to where Tim was sitting, resting on his thighs. She took the egg roll away from him and bit into it.
"Hey! I was enjoying that!" Tim replied. Calleigh smirked, and with her tongue, licked off a crumb from the corner of her mouth. Even though the action was quick, Tim caught sight of the bubble-gum pink tongue and felt his boxers tighten. He pulled Calleigh in closer and nuzzled her nose before kissing her.
The egg roll that was in her hand suddenly became long forgotten, as it dropped to the floor with a crunch. The kiss became more heated, Calleigh's hands running through Tim's dark hair, while he ran his hands down the sides of her tank top and slipped under, cupping her.
"Oh!" Calleigh cried out, pulling away. Tim's eyebrows furrowed. "What did I do?"
Calleigh removed his hands and rubbed his hands with hers. "Your hands are cold," she explained.
"I'm sorry babe, better now?" Tim questioned apologetically as he helped her remove her tank top. Calleigh nodded, and leaned in to kiss him once more.
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"Wow. That was great." Tim noted with a sigh of content about an hour later. He peered at Calleigh who was starting to drift off. He kissed her cheek and settled back into sleep when his alarm went off. "You have got to be kidding me." Tim groaned into his pillow.
"Afraid not." Tim heard Calleigh mumble.
"Whatever, I'm going back to bed for another twenty minutes. It's not like I ever shave anymore." he quipped. Instead, he heard a jingle of keys and rolled over to see Calleigh's hand raised above him with the keys to his Ducati.
"You can't Timmy. Alternate side street parking is in effect today." Calleigh replied and the keys dropped onto his chest.
"And this is why I hate Mondays." Tim groaned once more as he got up and put on his boxers. "Enjoy your sleep princess." he replied, enviously. "Wait you have to move your car too!" he noted.
"Nope, don't have to Timmy. I moved my car last night. Oh, and while you're up, take Roger out of a walk. Love you." Calleigh replied sleepily.
Tim sighed as he entered the hallway, not bothering to turn on the light. He let out a yelp, as he stubbed his foot with one of Roger's many toys. "It never ends." Tim sighed, now turning the switch on.
Calleigh heard him grumble which then sent her bursting into a fit of giggles.
"I heard that!" Tim called out as he grabbed the dog's leash, sighing. "Again, I will kill whoever invented Mondays."
Fin