THIS CHAPTER SHOULD PROBABLY BE RATED M. Following chapters will be T. You have been warned. I saw the preview for S4E3 and Sam says something about competition, and got this idea. It is different than my other stories, if you have read them.

I do not own Rookie Blue.

Sam flopped onto his back, sweat covering his chest as he tried to even out his breathing. Andy lay beside him, the sheets lazily resting over her breasts. Her panting starting to slow as she let out a low hum of approval. Sam's face fell to the side, letting his eyes rest upon her face. Her eyes were shut, a look of pleasure plastered across her face, with her mouth slightly open to control her breathing.

Sam couldn't help it any longer, he quickly rolled on top of her and sucked her bottom lip. She responded instantly, encasing his lips in hers. Before she knew it he was gone, rolling onto his back at her side. Her eyes flew open as she turned to look at him, an unhappy glare taking residence on her face. "What was that for?"

He chuckled at her anger, "What part are we talking about? You seemed to enjoy everything I just did to you."

Her glare grew more intense, as a smile slightly crept onto her face, keeping up her anger more for show than actually being angry.

"Admit it, I rock your world McNally."

Her eyebrow shot up, challenging him.

"That's probably true..."

She rolled on top of him, straddling his hips as she sat up, letting the sheet drop down her back, fully revealing her breasts to him.

"But who's rocking yours Swarek?"

She watched him as his eyes traveled down from her face, stopping for a second on her breasts before traveling down her stomach. His eyes shot back up to hers as he answered, "Some girl."

She bucked her hips into him, already aware that her actions were taking effect on his body whether he liked it or not.

"Okay, okay, okay. You do."

She smiled, happy that he gave her the answer she wanted without having to fight him to much on it. She leaned down, letting her lips hover right above his, "Yeah, that's what I thought."

He leaned up, closing the distance between them and caressed her lips with his, wrapping an arm around her naked waist and letting the other tangle in her hair. He licked his way into her mouth, fighting her tongue with his, causing her to giggle at his need for dominance. He flipped her over, once again pinning her underneath him, silencing her muffled laughter. He settled between her legs, as she absentmindedly open them wider for him. He broke the kiss, letting a smirk take over his features as he looked down at her.

"I think I may rock your world a little more than you rock mine though."

Her eyebrow lifted, questioning him. "Is that a challenge Swarek?"

He smiled down at her deviously, "Maybe it is. You think you can handle the challenge?"

"Everybody love a little playful competition. What are we trying to prove though?"

"That I can resist you longer than you can resist me. Prove how much you need me to rock your world."

She pursed her lips and nodded, trying to keep her laughter from escaping. Oh how naive he can be. "Ha. Coming from the man who admitted he 'cant imagine' his life without me in it. What are the rules?"

"Only one, first one to cave loses."

"And what do you mean by cave? Are we talking words, actions, what do I need to get you to do to win?"

"That's the beauty of it, one kiss. You get me to kiss you, before I get you to kiss me, you win."

"That simple, huh?"

"Oh don't underestimate my willpower McNally."

She grinned up at him, "Oh I don't."

"Good. I don't want you getting your hopes up, thinking your gonna win."

"Oh but Sam, I'm definitely gonna win."

"We'll see. You'll be begging me before you know it."

Her eyebrows raised at his narrow minded conclusion. "A kiss anywhere or on the lips."

"Lets make it interesting and say loser is the first one to kiss the other on the lips. Until that point you can kiss wherever you like."

Her eyes went wide with mischief, "So I can kiss you here?" She kissed his cheek. "And here?" Placing a kiss on his chin. She pulled his head down so his ear was next to her mouth. "Here too then?" She bit at his earlobe, smiling as he took in and audible breath. Letting her lips slide over her teeth, releasing his earlobe to her lips and pulling off. He moved up, wanting to see her face, know where she was going next. She traced a finder from his bitten earlobe down to his jaw, feeling him clench it underneath her finger. She smiled and continued to his throat, stopping an inch to left of his Adams apple. "And right here." She pulled his neck down to her greedy lips, opening her mouth around where her finger had just been and biting at the skin playfully. She let her tongue swirl over the indentations her teeth left before sucking the spot with her lips. Before she was done making out with his neck, he quickly moved, unexpectedly landing his lips right on hers, biting and sucking at them hungrily, letting his tongue dance with hers in mutual passion.

When he pulled his lips from hers, his eyes were dark, full of lust. She smiled contentedly, "I think I just won."

His head shook at her statement, "We hadn't officially started yet. I wanted to remind you of what it feels like to kiss me before we started this competition."

She laughed at his remark, knowing that reminding her had nothing to do with it. "Oh, okay. Thank you, for reminding me. So when are we starting then?"

He smiled down at her, "Right now."

He started assaulting her neck with kisses as she giggled at his tactics. Her hands found his hair, pulling him closer and holding him at her neck, letting him continue his assault, at least for a minute. Her hands traveled to his chest, playing with the hair, letting him get comfortable before giving him a shove and throwing him off of her.

He gasped in disbelief before chuckling at her actions, he hadn't exactly started the competition fairly, but leading him on just to shove him away, was a little rude.

"Well played McNally."

She was off the bed, her back to him, letting him take in her naked body. She glanced over her shoulder, making sure he was watching her, "You to Swarek. Cheater."

"Its called strategy Andy."

"Yeah well, you're going to need a better one next time. I'm getting in the shower now."

She turned around to see his eyes widen a little, and gave a mischievous grin. "You're welcome to join me." With that, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom, giving her hips an extra sway.

"Now that is truly evil."

She peeked out from behind the bathroom door, "Strategy...Suit yourself, but if you change your mind, you know where I'll be."

He tried to compose himself, make it sound like he didn't care all that much. "Sorry babe, but I'm gonna have to turn you down. Some other time though."

He heard the water start, and looked down at his naked body. The effect she had on him, just her words, was unbelievable. He lay there for a couple minutes trying to compose himself before getting up and pulling on his boxers.

He pulled down a bowl, filling it with cereal. As he sat alone he couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into.

The shower stopped, he was ready, he could be strong, as the bathroom door opened he looked up, watching his naked and wet girlfriend walk across her bedroom, only a towel on her head.

He dropped his spoon, along with his jaw. He could not believe her, this was totally unfair.

She slipped past the bedroom door, knowing he would be watching. She barely contained her laugh as she her his spoon hit the ceramic of the bowl. She grabbed her robe and headed out to him, letting him get the full view again before slipping it on and loosely closing it. His mouth was still ajar and his eyes wide as she took a seat next to him, placing a hot kiss right below his ear.

She grabbed his spoon and started eating his cereal for him. His mind finally regained consciousness after the numbing sensation she had put him through, "I'm going to go...shower as well." She smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah go ahead."

As he stood up, she smiled knowing he was barely holding it together. She grabbed his hand, stopping him from gaining any more space, she stood behind him, his back to her. She enclosed him in her arms, her hands traveling to rest on his chest, her breath splaying over his upper back. Her lips mumbled against the skin between his shoulder blades.

"I might have used all the hot water."

"I don't think I need hot at the moment anyways."

He could feel her smile against his back before placing a kiss and mumbling an "Okay."

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