Hey everyone! Wow - it's been forever since I've written or posted
anything. First I was gone for 6 weeks, and then I came back and my
computer broke and I had to send it to Texas twice. I just hope it doesn't
break again because it's only a 6 month old computer. Anyways, it's 3:35
in the morning and me, being the insomniac that I am, opted to write
instead of sleeping. For anyone who knows me, you know that it is not
unusual for me not to sleep. And it's weird, because I can actually
function on zero sleep. Hmm. I've been in seriously whacked out moods the
last couple of weeks, mainly because of my computer problems, and love life
problems, and school stuff.
This is only the first chapter that I am posting tonight. I have the second one half written, but I thought the first was cute so I'd go ahead and put it out there. PLEASE REVIEW!! It makes me feel all happy inside when people review. A drug free anti-depressant! Yea!!
DISCLAIMER: If I had my choice of anyone on this earth to keep as a pet/sex slave, it would be Noah Wyle. Or it would be John Wells and he'd be my slave and I'd have him transfer the copyrights of the characters over to me and I'd write Carby love scenes for every episode in the show's history. Unfortunately, I haven't perfected my lasso skills yet, so we'll just have to wait.
*3 Weeks after the lockdown*
"You know, I could get used to this." Abby sighed as she relaxed and leaned back on her sofa.
"Yeah? Well that's because you can't smell your feet!" Carter laughed and continued to massage her right foot.
"Come on, you offered."
"I was just being nice."
"Well then you have learned a valuable lesson tonight, Mister." Abby smiled and shut her eyes. Carter stopped massaging her and instead dragged his fingers along the outline of her foot. "Mmmm."
"Why didn't you just turn off the TV if you aren't going to watch the movie?" John asked, reaching for the remote.
"No! This is my favorite movie!" Abby lunged at him.
"How many times have you seen it?" John joked, holding the clicker out of her reach.
"About 300." Abby pouted and waited until Carter didn't suspect it to pounce on him. The position she ended up in was sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck reaching for the remote which he was now holding behind his head.
"Beg!" John teased. Abby raised one eyebrow at him and gave him a sensual look before bending her neck to kiss him. However, she stopped right before their lips were touching. Carter just looked into her eyes. As Carter leaned in, Abby pulled away and grabbed the remote quickly.
"Hah!" Abby smiled in her victory.
"No fair!"
"That's for the smelly feet comment." Abby stuck her tongue out at him.
"You're so cute when you think you've won."
"I have won." Abby said seductively.
"Oh, hey, do you mind if I use your shower really quick? My shift starts in an hour and a half."
"No problem. There are towels in the hall closet." Abby said and then sat up and walked into her kitchen to get a glass of water. When she came back into the den, she turned off the VCR and put "When Harry Met Sally" back in it's box and back in her cabinet. Suddenly, she thought of something and walked towards her bathroom.
"John?" She called as she knocked lightly on the door. He didn't respond, so she went and sat on her bed. A few minutes later, she heard the shower turn off and a few minutes after that the door opened. John emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't notice her for a moment, which was probably a good thing because she was transfixed on his beautiful body.
"Stalking me?" John smiled once he saw her.
"When did you know you liked me?" Abby asked seriously.
"Huh?"
"What I mean is, when did you start liking me?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"Do you think guys and girls can't be friends?"
"Of course they can."
"You have women friends that you've never thought about having sex with?" Abby inquired.
"Um, I'm not sure how to answer this." Carter said, confused.
"In the movie, all the old couples knew the first moment they saw their partner that they were in love."
"Well the first time I met you, you were married." John pointed out.
"But if I hadn't been married, would you have asked me out?"
"I don't know. Maybe." John shrugged. "Why?"
"I don't know." Abby bowed her head.
"Hey." John said, placing his hand on Abby's face and tilting it up. "Have we been having fun these last couple of weeks?"
"Yeah."
"Well that's what's important." Carter reached over and gently kissed her on the lips. As he went to pull away, Abby brought him back in for a more passionate kiss. When the second kiss ended a moment later, both of them were fired up. While they were kissing again, Abby untied her drawstring pants as Carter unbuttoned her blouse. Every once in a while, they just stopped and kissed. Carter only stopped looking at her when he got stuck on the last button. Abby laughed as he fumbled with the hole.
After the shirt had been discarded, Carter slid Abby towards the top of the bed and she wiggled out of her pants. She reached behind John and pressed down on his shoulders to bring him down closer to her. Then she rolled herself on top of him which allowed him to unclasp her bra. His towel came undone upon this action and lay draped across the bed. Before John had time to think, Abby was putting a condom on him and taking her underwear off and he kissed her one more time before he was inside her and she was riding him. When it was over, Abby collapsed on John's chest and breathed heavily.
When Carter smiled at her, she smiled back and they kissed. A moment later, Carter quickly placed Abby below him. She gave him a questioning look, but he kissed her to reassure her. Once again, he was inside her immediately and she closed her eyes to hold in the moan that escaped a moment later.
"I'm going to be late." John gasped several minutes later.
"Call in sick." Abby panted.
"Weaver will kill me."
"Trust me, it will be worth it." Abby smiled and leaned in to kiss him. Five minutes later, Carter picked up the phone and dialed the ER. When he hung up, he smiled at Abby and brought the covers up over them. Soon, a continuous giggle could be heard throughout the apartment.
*Several hours later, about 1am*
Carter was sleeping as Abby lay in bed and pondered the events that had occurred again and again and again in the previous hours. Abby turned her head to the right and saw Carter leaned towards her, sleeping heavily. She ran her hand down his face as if to memorize every line. She worked her way down the side of his body and then let her hand drop over to the other side. She felt a place that was different than the rest of his smooth skin. She outlined the spot with her finger and noticed the expression on John's face tightened when her hand was on it. She kissed her finger and then placed it gently back on the scar. Exhausted, she entwined her hand in Carter's and fell asleep.
This is only the first chapter that I am posting tonight. I have the second one half written, but I thought the first was cute so I'd go ahead and put it out there. PLEASE REVIEW!! It makes me feel all happy inside when people review. A drug free anti-depressant! Yea!!
DISCLAIMER: If I had my choice of anyone on this earth to keep as a pet/sex slave, it would be Noah Wyle. Or it would be John Wells and he'd be my slave and I'd have him transfer the copyrights of the characters over to me and I'd write Carby love scenes for every episode in the show's history. Unfortunately, I haven't perfected my lasso skills yet, so we'll just have to wait.
*3 Weeks after the lockdown*
"You know, I could get used to this." Abby sighed as she relaxed and leaned back on her sofa.
"Yeah? Well that's because you can't smell your feet!" Carter laughed and continued to massage her right foot.
"Come on, you offered."
"I was just being nice."
"Well then you have learned a valuable lesson tonight, Mister." Abby smiled and shut her eyes. Carter stopped massaging her and instead dragged his fingers along the outline of her foot. "Mmmm."
"Why didn't you just turn off the TV if you aren't going to watch the movie?" John asked, reaching for the remote.
"No! This is my favorite movie!" Abby lunged at him.
"How many times have you seen it?" John joked, holding the clicker out of her reach.
"About 300." Abby pouted and waited until Carter didn't suspect it to pounce on him. The position she ended up in was sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck reaching for the remote which he was now holding behind his head.
"Beg!" John teased. Abby raised one eyebrow at him and gave him a sensual look before bending her neck to kiss him. However, she stopped right before their lips were touching. Carter just looked into her eyes. As Carter leaned in, Abby pulled away and grabbed the remote quickly.
"Hah!" Abby smiled in her victory.
"No fair!"
"That's for the smelly feet comment." Abby stuck her tongue out at him.
"You're so cute when you think you've won."
"I have won." Abby said seductively.
"Oh, hey, do you mind if I use your shower really quick? My shift starts in an hour and a half."
"No problem. There are towels in the hall closet." Abby said and then sat up and walked into her kitchen to get a glass of water. When she came back into the den, she turned off the VCR and put "When Harry Met Sally" back in it's box and back in her cabinet. Suddenly, she thought of something and walked towards her bathroom.
"John?" She called as she knocked lightly on the door. He didn't respond, so she went and sat on her bed. A few minutes later, she heard the shower turn off and a few minutes after that the door opened. John emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't notice her for a moment, which was probably a good thing because she was transfixed on his beautiful body.
"Stalking me?" John smiled once he saw her.
"When did you know you liked me?" Abby asked seriously.
"Huh?"
"What I mean is, when did you start liking me?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"Do you think guys and girls can't be friends?"
"Of course they can."
"You have women friends that you've never thought about having sex with?" Abby inquired.
"Um, I'm not sure how to answer this." Carter said, confused.
"In the movie, all the old couples knew the first moment they saw their partner that they were in love."
"Well the first time I met you, you were married." John pointed out.
"But if I hadn't been married, would you have asked me out?"
"I don't know. Maybe." John shrugged. "Why?"
"I don't know." Abby bowed her head.
"Hey." John said, placing his hand on Abby's face and tilting it up. "Have we been having fun these last couple of weeks?"
"Yeah."
"Well that's what's important." Carter reached over and gently kissed her on the lips. As he went to pull away, Abby brought him back in for a more passionate kiss. When the second kiss ended a moment later, both of them were fired up. While they were kissing again, Abby untied her drawstring pants as Carter unbuttoned her blouse. Every once in a while, they just stopped and kissed. Carter only stopped looking at her when he got stuck on the last button. Abby laughed as he fumbled with the hole.
After the shirt had been discarded, Carter slid Abby towards the top of the bed and she wiggled out of her pants. She reached behind John and pressed down on his shoulders to bring him down closer to her. Then she rolled herself on top of him which allowed him to unclasp her bra. His towel came undone upon this action and lay draped across the bed. Before John had time to think, Abby was putting a condom on him and taking her underwear off and he kissed her one more time before he was inside her and she was riding him. When it was over, Abby collapsed on John's chest and breathed heavily.
When Carter smiled at her, she smiled back and they kissed. A moment later, Carter quickly placed Abby below him. She gave him a questioning look, but he kissed her to reassure her. Once again, he was inside her immediately and she closed her eyes to hold in the moan that escaped a moment later.
"I'm going to be late." John gasped several minutes later.
"Call in sick." Abby panted.
"Weaver will kill me."
"Trust me, it will be worth it." Abby smiled and leaned in to kiss him. Five minutes later, Carter picked up the phone and dialed the ER. When he hung up, he smiled at Abby and brought the covers up over them. Soon, a continuous giggle could be heard throughout the apartment.
*Several hours later, about 1am*
Carter was sleeping as Abby lay in bed and pondered the events that had occurred again and again and again in the previous hours. Abby turned her head to the right and saw Carter leaned towards her, sleeping heavily. She ran her hand down his face as if to memorize every line. She worked her way down the side of his body and then let her hand drop over to the other side. She felt a place that was different than the rest of his smooth skin. She outlined the spot with her finger and noticed the expression on John's face tightened when her hand was on it. She kissed her finger and then placed it gently back on the scar. Exhausted, she entwined her hand in Carter's and fell asleep.