A/N: First of all sorry if it took me like forever to finally publish the 2nd chapter. I re-read my 1st chapter and I should have leave this story there. But since I have this lovable 13 reviews asked for more then...your wish is my command :) But I have to tell you, I'm not really amuse for this one. Sorry if I disappoint you all. Like always, review and tell me what you all think.
Disclaimer: Chuck. Not. Mine.
Casa Bartowski
"Hey Chuck, Devon and I are going to the movie tonight. You and Sarah wanna do a double date with us?" asked Ellie as she saw her brother walking into the house. Chuck didn't answer. He just walked pass her straight to his bedroom.
He slumped on his bed. Laid on his back remembering what he just did at the Wienerlicious not more than an hour ago.
His knees were still shacking. His palms were still sweating, heart still pondered and a big silly grin still plastered on his face.
God, who knew that kissing Sarah Walker will have an impact as much as skydiving.
"...Chuck! Chuck!" Ellie pulled him back from his thoughts. She leaned on the bedroom door at her usual spot. Her right hand on her hip. "Chuck, are you okay?" she asked again.
"What...what...yeah yes I'm fine. Why wouldn't I...be fine. I'm fine. Why you ask?" he stammered, apparently his ability to speak was also influenced.
"You seems...off." she stated. "What? Off? No, that's ridiculous. I'm okay." he denied.
No I think I'm not okay. I think i need some supply oxygen, I can't hardly breath.
"So, you and Sarah wanna go with us tonight?" she asked again. "Sarah?"he called her name with the biggest smile on his lips. "Chuck, you're scaring me." now folded her hands on her chest.
"Huh? What, why?"
"You're acting strange. Are you on drugs?"
"What! No! How can say that sis." Chuck exclaimed.
She didn't answered but simply raised her eyebrow waiting for him to actually answer the question.
"No, I'm not on drugs and no I'm not crazy. I just had this...moment." he zoned out again.
"Okay Chuck you know what? Take your time. I'm out of here." she shook her head.
After his sister closed the door, he instantly took the nerd herder key and headed to Morgan's, hoping an all night Call of Duty session could take his mind off of Sarah for a while.
Sarah dropped her keys on the table near the door. She quickly changed into her bathrobe.
There she was, laid in the bathtub with her eyes closed. She still couldn't forget the taste of his lips on hers. It was intoxicating made her wanting more. She knew it was wrong. She needed to erase the moment out of her head. But she couldn't.
Damn those lips she cursed.
She drowned herself on the tub.
Okay that's it. I need to end this
She got out of the tub, put some clothes and started to type on her phone.
"Chuck, we need to talk. Be at my place in an hour."
In record time,Chuck found himself standing in front of the familiar green door hotel room. He took one deep breath before knocking at the door. As the door swung open his heart started to beat faster again.
"Hey, Chuck. Come in." said Sarah casually.
"Thanks." Chuck stepped inside and waited for her just beside her bed.
"So..." he cleared his throat to eased up the nervousness. They just stood there motionless. Eyes stared deeply at each other.
"Chuck, tomorrow I'm gonna ask for a replacement." his eyes widened at her sudden words.
"What? Why Sarah?" Chuck surprised at her statement.
"Chuck I just can't do this. I compromised myself to you, to the asset. That's something that I shouldn't do. It will complicate things" Sarah said turned her back to him.
"But it shouldn't be complicate. We just need to tell Beckman and Graham the truth about us and...and we will say to her that you can still protect me professionally. And everything will be just fine."
"Chuck that's not how this work. Being a CIA agent means you have to control your feeling. I can't have a relationship with some random guy, let alone with an important asset of the country. They will think that this whole relationship between us will clouded my judgment towards everything. And are you seriously think that they will let us be together?" asked Sarah.
"No." Chuck said truthfully, he knew it's impossible, but he didn't know what else to say to her.
Chuck sat on her bed with his gaze on the floor. "I don't want a replacement Sarah. I don't trust other people to protect me. I trust you and Casey. And I don't want to let you go. I can't let you go. I need you." Chuck closed his eyes, and sighed.
Sarah moved closer to Chuck. Placed her hands on his hair, playing with the crazy wavy brunette she loved. He felt her moving closer. He wrapped his arms on her hips and leaned his head on her stomach.
"Me too Chuck, me too." her voice was thick with emotion.
Chuck finally looked up, Sarah brushed away the loose curls on his forehead.
"Then we just have to pretend that we pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend in front of Casey and the CIA/NSA people. So they will still think we're just pretending to be a couple in front of other people while we're actually a real couple." Chuck couldn't even really understand what he just said. But seeing her eyes lit up he knew for sure that she'd understand what he meant.
"Can we do that Chuck? To Casey? To Beckman and Graham?" she asked sceptically.
"We can if we want to. Do you want to? Do you want us?" asked Chuck with his sly smile.
"Yes Chuck. I want us." She stared down at him. He was so tall that even when he was sitting on the bed and she stood in front of him, their faces were just an inch away. She cupped his cheek gently searching his eyes, and slowly brought her lips to meet him in a soft lingering kiss.
As their lips met, Chuck moved his hands from her hips to her neck. This kiss was tender, gentle, soft.
They parted for a moment but to be fused again with more powerful kisses. Sarah moaned softly opening her mouth to his tongue. Their tongues forging a battle between them, hands were everywhere. Touched, moved, grasped. She straddled him, sitting on his lap. He left her lips and ran a trail down her neck. She moaned when his tongue darted out and touched the skin under her ear.
"Here I thought you haven't kissed anyone in years." she managed to ask, she could feel him smile.
"I haven't." he answered still kissing her neck not bother to look up. She tilted her head to give him better access occasionally grinding her hip on his lap elicit a soft groan from him.
"Yeah? You're doing great job Chuck." she said gasping. He finally looked up flashed her a proud smile
"Glad you enjoy it." He brought his lips back to hers in a slow tongue duel that drove both of them dizzy. They moaned in unison. He loved the sound of one Sarah Walker moaned approval for all the act he did. She arched her back needing to really feel him. She needed him knowing full well that this was for her as much as it was for him. She pushed him to the fluffy bed with her straddling on top of him continuing the sweet torture to each other. Chuck rolled on top of her, pinning her down. She brought her hands up and buried them in his hair.
Chuck suddenly parted his lips off her and rested his head on hers. They were both struggling to catch their breath.
"Oh God! It's wrong, it's all wrong" he said still out of breath. Upon hearing that Sarah opened her eyes widely.
Oh God what did I do wrong? He don't want me?
A slight of tremor came rushing through her. There was this sudden pang hit her. Chuck saw this and instantly blame himself.
"Oh no. No...no...no...no...no. It's not what you think." he panicked.
"What I meant was that...it's all wrong because I just skipped from 1 to number 13 on my things to do list." he answered candidly.
"What?" she smiled, confusing for a moment .
"Well, apparently 'make out session with Sarah Walker' is or was on number 13 in my list." he stated propped himself beside her on his elbow.
"Number 13? Really Chuck?" she started to laugh. "That long huh?" she said placing a hand on his neck. He shuddered at the touch. She knew it was his sensitive spot. She witnessed it first hand when they did a fake double date with Carina and Morgan.
"Umm...yeah." he struggled to get a word out of him. "Actually I didn't really thought that I'd be able to do the first one let alone make it all to number 10 or 13 in this matter. I had this scenarios in my head of you land a punch on me, kick me in the groin, throw hot wienerlicious grease on my face, I mean...all those nasty things you usually do to bad guys." he smiled shyly. Sarah stared at him.
"Well, I didn't do all of those things right? So what will you do about it?" she asked with a teasing tone.
"I don't know. What should I do, Agent Walker?" he said teasing her back, leaned again for another kiss.
"Maybe we can move on to number 14" she answered breaking the kiss.
"Yeeeeaaah...well, I don't think I want to do that." he said smirking
"Why?" she questioned him again. "Because my number 14 will be completing all of Call of duty 4: Modern Warfare missions." he said simply.
"You're such a big nerd. I can't believe you." she laughed at his sincere answer and to Chuck that was the best sound ever.
It's short I know...but I just need to finish this one so I can start writing a new one. Review pleaaaaaseeee... :)
