A/N: What can I say, all too often in stories Root is usually the one to instigate things between her and Shaw. I figured hey why not write something where Shaw is the one who gets the party started. Note that this takes place during Season 3 before Root gets the cochlear implant.
Root grabbed hold of the street lamp catching herself as she stumbled slightly on the wet sidewalk. Her work for the Machine had brought her back to New York briefly after being gone for a week and a half. She was still trying to get used to being deaf in her left ear and how it slightly threw off her center of balance.
It had been a rather shitty week and the hacker had decided that she needed to relax and enjoy herself for an evening. To that end she had made her way to her favorite bar and taken advantage of their 'Ladies drink free' Tuesday night promotion. She was fairly certain the bar owner might limit the number of free drinks in the future after Root put away four rather expensive ones within the three hours she had spent there.
She knew that she was intoxicated. Her vision was slightly disjointed and some objects appeared to be going at a faster or slower rate than was normal for them. That along with her stumbling walk had been more than enough of an indicator to Root that it would be in her best interest to walk the couple of blocks back to her apartment rather than risk driving and getting pulled over. Sure there was always the possibility of Carter being the one to catch her, but there was still only so much the woman could do for the team and letting an obviously drunk Root back on the road might be just beyond the limit of how much Carter was willing to bend the law.
As Root continued to stumble her way down the sidewalk the hacker was completely unaware that she was being followed. About twenty feet behind her Shaw walked with care. The former assassin intent on keeping her target in sight and oblivious to her presence. It had been sheer luck that she had decided to hit the bar. It had been a rough day. The number they had been given by the Machine had proven obstinate and uncooperative. Refusing to believe their life was in danger until bullets started flying. From there it had been a matter of getting them to stay undercover and away from danger when all the number wanted to do was go out and confront the threat themselves. Thankfully Shaw was carrying her stun gun at the time and managed to get them to calm down and stay quiet while John and Finch got the threat neutralized. But after all that Sameen needed a drink.
When she had stepped inside her eyes had automatically scanned the room for potential threats. Shaw had not expected to spot Root sitting at the bar seemingly unconcerned with everything going on around her as she polished off her third daiquiri. The temptation to go up to the other woman and join her for a drink had been there, but Sameen had instead opted to stay in the background and merely observe the hacker.
Not too long after she had gotten there Root had hit the restroom, then come back out paid off her tab and left. It had given the shorter plenty of time to plan and she waited with baited breath to see if the woman was truly heading back to her apartment.
Eventually after stumbling a couple more times and trying to sing one of her favorite songs, only to forget all the words except for the chorus Root finally reached her building. With an easy smile on her face she may her way up the short flight of stairs and nodded to the gentleman holding the door open for her. Normally she would take the stairs to reach her apartment on the second floor but even with her thinking impaired Root felt it would be safer for her to take the elevator.
This was proving more challenging than Sameen Shaw first anticipated. She had no trouble getting past the guy standing at the door. A sexy smile and a couple twenties had been more than enough for him to let her through. Once inside she saw no sign of the other woman. Annoyance flared inside her chest and threatened to dispel the thrill and arousal already coursing through her. Thinking on her feet Shaw went back to the doorman.
"Excuse me." She said with the most pleasant smile she could plaster onto her face.
Looking at the woman the doorman's eyes narrowed. "Are you alright lady? You look a little sick." The unnatural forced smile on Shaw's face appealing to the chivalry inside him.
'And this is why I don't smile much' Shaw thought as she relaxed back into her usual neutral expression. "My friend came in just ahead of me, and she didn't tell me what room she was in. Can you help me out?"
The man chuckled. "I see. Well if the two of you promise to keep it down…" he began with a knowing smile before lapsing into silence at the dark look the shorter woman was giving him "She's in room 209."
"Thank you." Shaw said before turning on her heel and disappearing up the stairwell.
'Not sure what Ms. Orchard sees in a woman that dangerous. Oh well at least the walls in this place are thick enough that I don't have to worry about the other tenants complaining about the racket.'
Reaching the second floor Shaw made her way down the long hallway making note of the room numbers as she passed by. Reaching the end of the hall she finally found room 209.
Root moaned quietly in anticipation as she finished getting undressed. The shower was heating up behind her and she had decided to take a moment to admire herself. She knew she was good looking. Her long sleek legs attracted the attention of many men and women and only emphasized her beauty when she wore skirts and dresses that showed them off.
Turning she examined her side profile. Reaching a hand down and back she ran a hand along her ass before giving it a light pinch. A quick burst of pleasure burst in her abdomen as she felt its firm ripeness. It was not overly large, but had given her some enjoyment when she had been on her hands and knees being taken from behind by the few men she had dated, and quite a few of the women she had spent a night with. She felt a minor ache from between her legs. She had not been properly fucked since she had first encountered the man Harold Finch when he interfered with her plot years ago. Briefly she toyed with the idea of going back to the bar and picking up the gorgeous brunette she had spied entering the bar shortly before she left. As her eyebrows furrowed together she tried to recall what the woman looked like. There had been something about her that had tried to catch her attention, but she'd been too drunk at the time to do any more than examine the woman's back as she was walking towards her table. It had looked slightly familiar, but no she simply chalked it up to déjà vu.
Reaching her hands up Root took hold of her breasts and lifted them up. She enjoyed the fact that they were no more than a handle full and unlike some women had little desire to see them enlarged. If anything it would only serve to throw the rest of her body out of proportion. Besides she saw little point in larger breasts. And the back problems they would bring her would interfere with her work for the Machine.
Letting go of her breasts her drunken mind took a moment to enjoy watching them sway back and forth as gravity took control of them once more. Then giving her mirror image a kiss she pulled open the sliding glass shower door and stepped inside.
Inside the spacious shower the hacker was unaware of anything happening outside the warm steamy room. Her one good ear could hear nothing but the sounds of the water and of her own pleasure as she fully embraced the warm water beating against her flesh. The water was at the perfect temperature and what had initially been planned to be a short shower was now looking to be a rather long and enjoyable one.
Dipping her head beneath the shower spray the hacker soaked her hair completely to ensure her body was completely wet. Once that was done she grabbed her bar of soap and began soaping up her body.
There was a quiet 'snick' as the lock opened. Putting her lock pick set away, one of Harold's few pieces of advice that she had chosen to listen to, Shaw opened the door as quietly as she could. When it gave a particularly loud squeak she winced and held the door partway open as she waited to see if Root had heard the noise. When there was no sign of movement in the apartment or sounds of the safety being taken off a gun Shaw felt it was safe to proceed. She finished getting the door opened and went inside closing the door behind her.
The former assassin's eyes instinctively scanned the apartment. It was surprisingly nice. There was no obvious signs of water damage or wear. The paint was not peeling off the walls and from what she could see there was no indications of any roach or rat infestations. Shaw gave a small snort of disgust and shook her head.
'Of course she manages to find one of the few nice apartments in this area. Must have been the Machine that set her up in this nice of a space. Kind of wish it would do the same for me sometime.' She thought as she stepped further into the room.
Sameen was currently in the living room and there was a small kitchen offshoot roughly ten feet from where she stood. A large TV rested on a wooden stand facing the table that still had a couple of dishes from Root's dinner sitting upon it. There was a plush carpet underfoot which helped muffle the sound of her footsteps as Sameen made her way through the room. Farther in she could see a small hallway that led to three rooms. One was completely dark and she could just make out a computer table against the far wall next to a window. Of the last two rooms both had shut doors. The light creeping out from underneath one along with the sound of running water left little doubt in the former assassin's mind of where her quarry could be found.
'Oh this is too good.' Eyes lighting up in mischief Shaw ran a hand along her lower face hiding her smile. 'Root my dear you make things way too easy for me sometimes.' Stealthy making her way to the bathroom door Shaw noticed a piece of dark blue fabric caught between the door and the door frame. This had served to keep the door from fully closing much to Sameen's benefit. Pushing the door open slightly she bent and picked up the discarded article of clothing.
'Hmm if did not know any better than I would swear Root was busy taking a shower.' She thought as she pocketed the woman's panties. Normally Shaw was not the kind of woman to steal another's underwear, but given how Root had made off with a couple of her things after their last night together the former assassin felt that it was only fair. 'I'll be sure to return them to her.' Shaw thought trying to ease the slight nagging of her conscious. 'Next time I see her probably. Well maybe. Ok probably not but it's not like she's going to miss them. Besides they might even fit me.' She justified.
With the clothing pocketed Sameen Shaw lowered herself to the floor, all the better to go unseen and peered into the room. Sadly the layout of the bathroom did not give her a clear view of the shower or its occupant. It did however give her an unobstructed view of the countertop and sink along with the mirror positioned above them that was set opposite to the shower. Licking her lips Shaw took in the enticing distorted view of the woman she cared about.
Root remained blissfully unaware of her audience, not that she would have cared about Shaw spying on her. Shaw had missed seeing the hacker soap up her lower torso but she was willing to settle for watching the woman soap up her bosom. The shower spray covered up Shaw's quiet groan as Root rubbed the soap all over her breasts and took a few seconds to squeeze her own flesh and pinch her nipples. The hacker could feel a warmth continuing to build between her legs that had nothing to do with the hot water.
Shaw bit her lower lip as she watched the taller woman rinse the soap suds off her gorgeous body. She knew that she could not wait much longer and thankfully if Root kept to her regular pattern then her moment of opportunity was fast approaching. Standing Shaw quickly divested herself of her clothes. The erotic show she had been witnessing along with the cool air of the apartment left her nipples fully erect. Licking her lips Shaw watched in anticipation as Root began shampooing her hair.
Mentally Root groused as she massaged her scalp trying to get the shampoo as deep into her hair as possible. She was close to running out of her favorite brand and had no time to go and pick up a new bottle. This left her using less shampoo to wash her hair then she normally preferred. Still she was able to get a good lather going and managed to spread it to all her locks including the ones plastered to her shoulder from the water.
Leaning back Root closed her eyes and stuck her head underneath the spray of water. She did not think about how it caused her breasts to stand out and draw attention. In her current situation Root could neither see nor hear anything. Thus she was blissfully unaware of the sound of the bathroom door opening fully or the soft sound of padded feet making their way across the tiled floor to the occupied shower. Even the sound metallic sound of the shower door being slid fully opened as someone else entered escaped the hacker's notice. The only warning that she had that someone else was in there with her was the blast of chill air that came rushing in from the brief time the door was opened. But by then it was far too late for her.
Her eyes flew open and she jerked back upright. With water in her eyes Root could only make out a blurry figure before the intruder had grabbed hold of her shoulder's and pushed her back under the shower spray and against the back wall. Now water was pouring onto Root's face and she was having a difficult time breathing let alone seeing who was attacking her. She was about to bring her leg up to kick the unwelcomed guest when she felt a pair of chilly female breasts with erect nipples press against her stomach. Root managed a sharp intake of breath before the woman's lips crashed against her own. There was a dull thump as Root's head impacted against the shower wall, but that was the least of her concerns at the moment. She moved to grab the woman's shoulders but missed on her first attempt. It was then that her still slightly intoxicated mind realized that whomever was in there with her was a good deal shorter than her. Still her mind reeled and she struggled to remain focused on figuring out the identity of the other woman before she gave into the desires of her own body. This was made more difficult as the woman managed to wedge a leg between Root's own and ground her knee against her sex.
The hacker's second attempt at getting a hold of the woman succeeded and she managed to shove her back against the opposite shower wall. An exclamation of surprise left the woman as Root followed her and pressed down on her throat with her left arm. With her right arm Root brushed the wet hair out of her face and took a good look at her opponent.
The confident smile of Sameen Shaw was the first thing she registered. The shock of finding the other woman attacking her in Root's own shower almost made her forget that they were both very much naked. Even impaired Root's mind quickly processed the situation and she came up with the most likely reason why the woman was in there with her and giving her that smile she reserved only for Root.
"Shaw." Root growled out as she grabbed hold of some of the woman's hair and pulled forcing her head back exposing the former assassin's throat to her gaze. Root gave the woman a quick passionate kiss before pulling back and mentally noting the groan that came from the other woman and the slight wet squeak that came as Shaw's ass rubbed against the slick shower wall. "What am I going to do with you?" She finally said trying to keep her expression set at displeased when all she wanted was to smile back at the woman and make her happy.
"Well you could always fuck me." Shaw replied back in her usual deadpan sarcasm voice.
"Oh I planned to do far more than that to you." Root said as her free hand snaked down Shaw's body and between the other woman's legs. Root easily inserted a finger into the woman's wet opening noting that Sameen must have been rather horny already for her to be this ready for her. "What I am not alright with is you deciding to invite yourself into my home and into my personal space without leaving me some hint or clue that you were going to do it first." She emphasized this by crooking her finger inside the other woman and rubbing against Shaw's G-spot.
Shaw's legs trembled and she groaned loudly as he thighs closed around Root's hand and finger keeping it lodged within her. "I…just thought it was…fair given you….did…the…same…last…time." She finally managed to get out between heavy breaths and moans of pleasure.
While Root's face remained neutral her eyes danced with mirth. She loved it when the other woman threw her own actions back at her. It was part of what made her fall in love with the former assassin in the first place. That and how she was constantly surprising her by taking her unaware far more often than Root would have believed without direct help from the Machine. "Very good point Lover. I'll have to remember to make the next time I drop by your place unannounced to make it especially good just so I can see how you'll pay me back. But that's for next time." She finished as she raked her fingers hard against the Shaw's insides causing the other woman's hips to buck hard against her hand and the former assassin's head to go banging against the back wall of the shower even as she screamed Root's name out in pleasure.
The two remained locked in an embrace inside the shower. They paid no mind to how long they were spending in there or the steadily dropping temperature of the water as the hot water began to run out. They were too focused on giving the other as much pleasure as possible and reacquainting themselves with the body of their lover. It was not till a twenty minutes later when the water turned ice cold that Root finally shut the water off.
Opening the shower door Root stepped out and the grabbed ahold of Shaw and yanked her out of the shower too. While the former assassin was reorienting herself Root had already knelt before her on the ground.
Knowing what was coming Shaw barely had time to brace herself against the countertop before Root's mouth latched onto her nether region. The hacker was sucking desperately at the shorter woman's pussy as intent of draining every drop of moisture out of her as though she was dying of thirst. Once she had drunk of some of Shaw's ambrosia essence Root's tongue snaked out and deep inside the other woman plundering her depths.
Shaw's legs and arms had given out on her by then and all her weight rested on her firm ass that now lay atop the counter top. Root's hands had spread her legs far apart and the former assassin found herself helpless to do anything to regain control of the situation. Her throat was beginning to become hoarse from her cries of passion and truly she would not have it any other way.
Once Root had her fill she allowed Sameen to regain her strength before allowing the woman to lead her to her own bedroom. There Root did not resist in the slightest as Shaw pushed her back against the mattress and settled between her legs. With her mouth and fingers Shaw pleasured the taller woman even as she used a free hand to spread her own lips wide and stroke her own sensitive womanhood.
In that room the two women showed each other how much they truly cared for one another with no fear of being judged by the Machine or by their own partners. The times when they could allow their true emotions to show were few and far between and they were both determined to enjoy this moment to the fullest. For once the new day started they would have to resume their roles as reluctant companions and bicker and mistrust each other to ensure that their relationship remained hidden. Lest Finch or the Machine try and not pair them together on missions in fear that they would put the life of their loved one before their mission to protect the irrelevant numbers.
A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please let me know if I should continue this, and feel free to give me ideas for future chapters. One last thing I am planning on chapter three being about Shaw or Root being exposed to something that causes them to lose control of themselves and be somewhat hyper and all over the other woman. I just can't decide who should be affected, and who is stuck babysitting. So your guys' input would be really appreciated. Anyway thanks again for reading this.