Disclaimer: I don't own any part or character from The Nanny…
A/N: Ok, definitely more risqué than my first one. Not for faint of heart. There will be another chapter, just not sure when.
"So I'll pick you up at 4 this afternoon, ok?" Niles said as he leaned in to kiss CC. CC kissed him back and then put her arms around his neck.
"You, in a room full of stuffy butlers, unable to show any emotion? I wouldn't miss it for the world!" she smirked.
"Remember, behave. Our usual banter is totally unacceptable at this event."
"Oh, I can do proper society. I was raised it in remember? It's you that needs to behave, Bell Boy."
"Me? … You know very well…argh… this is exactly what CAN'T happen tonight ok?" Niles looked at her with a pleading look.
"Don't worry Niles, I won't embarrass you…too much!" she added and quickly headed back into the bathroom.
Niles chuckled as he watched her go. God how he enjoyed being with her. And even if they had to be more reserved tonight, he was happy to have her on his arm and with him for the evening.
Niles and CC were sitting next to each at the formal dinner. They were listening to Mr. Abrahams, the head of the New York Butler association, give his annual speech about the profession and how it had been taken for granted. Even though Nile's agreed with him, he found the whole thing quite dull. In fact, he was almost falling asleep and likely would have if a hand hadn't just lightly brushed the inside of his thigh.
He looked over at CC, who showed no emotion on her face and seemed to be totally engrossed in the speaker.
Her hand was now resting on the top of his thigh, applying just a little pressure and starting to generate a little heat. "What is she up to?" he thought. And just like that, her hand was gone. He missed the contact immediately. He focused on the closing remarks of the speaker and was happy that it only lasted a few more minutes.
When Mr. Abrahams had finished, he came back to sit at the table where Niles and CC were (being the Sheffield butler did have some importance in the town, but it did mean that Niles had to be on his very best behaviour).
"So Niles, who is this lovely lady?" Mr. Abrahams asked.
"CC Bab-cock!" Niles answered, his voice a little contorted. The reason for his change of pitch was that at the same time as he had said her name, CC had very quickly slid her hand to the very part of Nile's anatomy that the last syllable in her name described.
"Babcock? As in Sheffield-Babcock Productions?" inquire Mr. Abrahams.
"Yes. Exactly as in Sheffield-Babcock Productions." CC answered. She quickly looked over at Niles, and he gave a clear "Let go" look. She chose to ignore him and kept her hand right where it was.
"I'm a big fan of your work. I loved Yetta's Letters. What are you working on now?"
"Well, we have started working on " said CC. She continued to describe the latest project her and Max were working on. Niles was having a hard time concentrating on what CC was telling Mr. Abrahams, because of the delicious pressure she was exerting with her hand. It was slow and deliberate and it was driving him wild.
"Well, that's exiting isn't it Niles?...Niles?"
"Exciting ..sir?" Niles coughed a bit, trying to shift out of CC's grasp, but she would have none of it. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I wasn't paying attention as I should. What is it that is exciting?"
"Oh Niles, " said CC. " I was just telling Mr. Abrahams about the possibility of moving out to California for the sitcom with Maxwell."
"Oh yes, that is exciting." Again, CC timed herself with Nile's words and increased the pressure just as he said exciting, making it sound like "Ex-sigh-TING".
"Really Niles, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Abrahams inquired.
Niles coughed, "just have a little tickle sir". CC just smiled at him. The fact that she let nothing on was really starting to irritate him, but it was hard to be angry when he was…well…hard. He didn't know how much longer he could put up with what CC was doing to him, and he wondered what, exactly, she was trying to prove. On some level though, it felt so good and the possibility of getting caught turned him on so much that he didn't much care. He really just wondered what excuse he could use to get him out of the rest of the dinner so he could finish what his lovely lady had started.
"So tell me Niles, I hear that you've started writing yourself. How is that coming along for you?"
"Oh, it's going … well" he sighed a bit, and shifted again. "I hope to have something ready soon"
"Yes, we can't wait for you to be ready" CC almost purred. "I know how long you've wanted to get some…work out there in the public…where everyone can see…your amazing talent" She increased the pressure and the rhythm of her caresses as she spoke, and Niles could feel his control slipping.
"I think they're playing our song, DARLING, shall we?" Niles didn't really wait for a reply, but stood up quickly and took CC by the elbow. He didn't stop at the dance floor though, he marched them both out through the French doors that led to the terrace. He didn't stop until they were just outside the reach of the light from the party.
"What do you think you're doing?" he hissed, so close to her face that she could smell the garlic sauce that he had eaten.
"What does it feel like I'm doing?" CC whispered, her hand already back on her prize.
"Why you minx. You told me you would be on your best behaviour."
"I am. Don't you like it?" she pouted. He hated when she pouted. Mostly because her bottom lip became so tantalizing when she did that, and he could never resist it. Tonight was no different, he felt overwhelmed by his need to claim those lips, and so he did.
CC kissed him back, passionately and without restraint. She grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer, her mouth demanding access. After 20 years of insults, she still didn't quite understand where all the heat that they generated came from, but she hoped it would never go away. Actually, when she could form lucid thoughts, and now was not one of those times, she knew that what they had was special and enduring, and that it was because of those 20 years that lightning bolts would shoot out of their fingers when they touched.
"Oh God, Niles" she moaned as his lips travelled down her neck. His right hand grazed her nipple and she arched her back pressing herself further into him. He ran his other hand down to the edge of her dress and started bunching it up to get access to her thighs.
"Babcock…just what were you thinking?" he growled as his hand reached her heat without interference.
"Not thinking. Hoping. Wishing. Desiring…" CC grabbed Niles' rear and squeezed.
"Oh CC…I don't know if I can wait…"
"Then don't." She was serious. She moved back a few feet and leaned against the rock wall. Pulling on his belt, she unbuckled it and started to unzip his pants. She looked back up at him with pure lust in her eyes "Take me Niles. "
That was all the invitation he needed. He grabbed the hem of her dress and hiked it up over her hips, and thanks to CC's quick work on his pants, his arousal was already freed and buried deep inside her before either one knew what hit them.
CC wrapped her legs around his hips and arched her back to make her breasts more accessible. Niles nuzzled them through her dress, slightly frustrated that he could not touch the delicate skin directly. She pulled at his neck, wanting him to kiss her, needing him so much it hurt.
As his thrusts became more frenzied, she felt that familiar feeling start in her toes and knew she was close. She squeezed him more intimately as their tongues duelled and felt herself go over. Niles couldn't hold back any longer and with one last push, he almost shouted her name as he released himself into her.
They both held on to each other as their breath returned to normal, she caressed his hair and nape, while he ran his hands down her sides and back. Gently, Niles eased CC down and helped her adjust her dress. He tucked his shirt back into his pants and put his belt back on. He then took her into his arms and held her close.
"My God, I love you woman."
"I love you too, Niles" CC gave him a chaste kiss on the lips and took his hand to lead him back to the banquet.
Mr. Abrahams looked up as they sat down. "Oh there you are. Did you have a good time?" he asked.
"Very good." Niles answered, sharing a knowing look with CC.
"Yes, Niles is an excellent…dancer. I love it when he dips me." CC added, with such nuance that Niles could feel a slight blush creep across his ears and face.