I was simply unwinding. The last case had really shaken me up. As the true nerd inside of me would quote, "that the pen truly is mightier than the sword" from the Joker in 1989 Batman. No, it hadn't been me with the gun or the javelin but my guilt was well founded. My idea of filling in time killed two innocent men who I had done wrong by writing their stories completely wrong when in reality they were average people with families and lives which I should not have interfered with. But what scares me most is that I almost killed Abby. How could I have lived knowing it was my words that killed the love of my life.

I could never publish again, that I knew for sure but what could possibly go wrong with a little 'fanfiction'. I had seen some pretty smutty posts about deep six and the same will most probably be said for rock hollow, I wish it had been the story that came true. I sat at my computer wanting a break from the seemingly cursed typewriter. I wrote freely, whatever came to mind…

She kissed him, slow and deep, tracing her tongue over his teeth…

The writing was like porn, if I could grasp the story, I would let my imagination take over, live any fantasy. He could start to feel himself getting hard and persisted writing, reaching into his boxers for inspiration. Suddenly there was a voice at the door.
"Timmy are you home, the heating in my apartment still isn't fixed and I need somewhere to crash." He quickly tiptoed to his bedroom and stepped into a pair of jeans as a poor attempt to hide his now prominent erection. He opened the door,
"Umm yeah, you can stay, make yourself at home," walking quickly back into his bedroom and putting on a more company friendly outfit.
"Hey, you mind if I use the computer?" Before properly thinking he replied yes, and upon walking out of his room… she was reading.
"TIMMY MCGEE! This stuff is hot, you should patent it, who's it about?" Answering her own question she scrolled down seeing the names Amy and McGregor, their code names from the books.
"Oh my God!" She turned and faced him in shock. "Really Tim?"
"I'm sorry Abbs, you weren't meant to see that, I'm so sorry!"
"What you were just gonna get off to it later?"
"Look maybe you shouldn't stay over tonight…"
"No Tim, I just think you should have called me instead, Timmy I want this just as much as you and to be honest that made me horny as hell… so what do you wanna do about it McGregor?" She was in his face now, whispering in his ear. Their lips were only inches apart now. As their mouths collided there was a sense of urgency they had never felt before.
"I need you Tim, right here and right now!" Her closeness gave him Goosebumps and he just couldn't stand the foreplay. He grabbed her arm pulling her to the bedroom with no complaint.

He unbuttoned his jeans pulling them off and throwing them to the ground followed by his shirt and tented boxers. She stripped quickly also and they lay on the bed completely naked. He kissed her once on the lips before placing a finger inside her adding another as she gasped and clung her fingers to the sheet. He placed himself inside her and licked his fingers moving back toward her face. He grasped her hips tightly and thrust further into her. As they increased pace she threw her legs around his waist pulling him in further than ever before. She let out a cry as he thrust into her g-spot over and over again.
"Oh Tim! Oh I'm gonna cum!" She kissed his neck and thrust once more as she shuddered through her orgasm. Tim soon followed emptying himself inside of her and relaxed, rolling off her onto his side of the bed.
"So much better than writing…" He whispered.
"Anytime" She smiled as they fell asleep in each other's arms.