Chapter 2 – TOW London Time:
AN: Spoilers for Episodes up to and including TOA Ross Says Rachel. Starts after Chandler and Monica agree they are on London time. Scenes are divided by [-].
Chandler and Monica are lying on their sides, face to face on her bed - they had broken their not-in-New-York rule, rather dramatically with a quickie on Monica's couch! Then they shyly dressed, Monica took Chandler's hand and led him into her bedroom. They haven't discussed what they were going to do, or what they are… right now neither one of them cared, they are lost in the moment.
Chandler's attention is drawn to Monica's night stand. "Hey", he whispers, "sit up." She does so without hesitation. Chandler also sits up and then leans over to her night stand. He picks up her brush and sits behind her. Chandler slowly starts to pull the brush through her hair, careful to avoid any knots. Monica closes her eyes and sighs. "I love your hair, I love running my fingers through it but I also wondered what it would feel like to brush it." Monica smiles; she can sense the shyness in his voice, and the hint of doubt if he is saying the right thing. "What does it feel like?" She asks, trying to sound reassuring. "Wonderful." Chandler simply states. Monica stops him by turning around, "another first with you Chandler Bing, no man has ever wanted to brush my hair." Chandler looks amazed "but it's so soft and silky!" He replies running one hand through the front of her hair. Monica smiles and pecks him on the lips, "hungry?" She asks. "For you yes." Chandler winks. "Chandler!" She laughs and leaves the bedroom, Chandler following her.
Monica prepares a snack and they both sit down at the table. Chandler's fingers dance along her thigh. Monica sighs and decides to address the elephant in the room. "Chandler, what are we going to do?" Chandler freezes for a second and then removes his hand. He rubs his hands over his face and then stands up. "I don't want this to stop…" pause, "but I don't want to put pressure on this, I want to see where we go but not yet…" Chandler trails off and lets out a frustrated growl. Monica quickly stands up and grabs his hands, "I get it, let's just enjoy one day at a time. And we'll keep this between us." All the tension drains out of Chandler's body, he pulls Monica into a hug. They stay like that for a minute and then sit back down, Chandler's fingers resuming their dance on her thigh.
"So," starts Chandler after they finish eating, "when are you back to work?" "Tomorrow", answers Monica. "You?" "Same," pause, "want to go to dinner after work?" Monica smiles, "love to, but what about the guys?" Chandler smirks, "tell them you have a double-shift, we may have to get used to lying, if we want to keep this secret. Actually, I think that sounds exciting…" Monica laughs, "I agree… but we need to figure out a nighttime routine coz I love sleeping in your arms." Chandler leans over to her and gives her a kiss, a moment after they pull apart the apartment door opens. "Hey guys, wanna watch a movie? I got Die Hard and the Joey Special!" Joey declares as he steps through the door. "Actually Joey…" Monica starts but Chandler interrupts, "come on Mon it'll be fun," as Joey turns to the VCR Chandler whispers, "think of tonight as practice." Monica wasn't totally sure what Chandler meant but decides to follow his lead - wow, she was flooded with that freeing feeling again, trusting Chandler to take control.
The three of them sit down on the sofa; Chandler, then Monica in the middle and Joey at the end. Monica subtly moves closer to Chandler. The good thing is that Monica and Chandler have sat close for years, so none of their friends would think it was strange sitting really close to each other. Joey presses play on the VCR remote and then starts eating his pizza. Chandler grabs the afghan which is on the back of the sofa and drapes it over their laps. Chandler puts one arm on the back of the sofa, his fingers stroking the back of Monica's neck, while his other hand moves under the cover and rests on Monica's knee.
They spent half of the movie caressing each other under the afghan, Joey too engrossed in the movie to notice. Suddenly Chandler, feeling cheeky, slips his hand under Monica's dress and runs a finger over her underwear. Monica jumps, which Joey did notice. "You ok Mon?" Monica composes her face, "yeah, just a leg cramp, made me jump." Joey nods and turns back to the movie. Monica's breath quickens as Chandler continues to stroke her nether region, and then slips a finger inside her underwear. He dips inside her and feels her wetness. Chandler grins, Monica is holding it together but her face is starting to flush. Chandler leans closer to her and whispers in her ear, "are you able to cum silently? If that's too difficult I can stop." Chandler starts to withdraw his hand, but Monica grabs his wrist, their hands still hidden by the cover. Monica turns towards Chandler, noticing the wicked grin on his face. He knew what he just did, he'd laid down a challenge, and she couldn't fail! She nods slightly and lets go of his wrist. Chandler has a quick glance at Joey to ensure he was still engrossed in the movie and then returns his attention to Monica. He has to be careful; he couldn't get to her top half without Joey noticing so he was going to have to work just between her legs. He scoots a bit closer and dips two fingers inside her, Monica's legs widen slightly. He went very slow, dragging out each pump of his fingers. His thumb grazes the soft skin of her inner thighs, he avoids her clit, leaving that to last, and starts wiggling his fingers so they hit her inner walls. Monica couldn't help but shudder but keeps her mouth firmly shut. Chandler grins and starts moving faster, feeling her wetness coat his fingers. She is getting closer. "So Monica, have you heard from Rachel yet?" Monica glares at Chandler, knowing he was making her speak, "no", she says gruffly. Joey looks at Monica, "you ok Mon?" Monica turns to Joey, "I'm fine Joe, just want to watch the mov… arghhhhhh." While Monica was talking to Joey Chandler suddenly pinches her clit which triggers her orgasm. Joey raises his eyebrows, "damn leg cramp, I swear it was the flight home, sitting sit for hours!" Monica blurts out covering, lucky it was Joey as a 'leg-cramp' could not explain her trembling and the beads of sweat on her forehead. Chandler removes his hand and licks his fingers while smiling at Monica.
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It's 1am and Chandler creeps out of his room. He tip toes out of his apartment and slips into no. 20. As Rachel is stuck in Greece they got the whole apartment to themselves. Monica has scattered a few candles around the apartment. "I think we need to christen each room." Monica says with a grin. "Including the balcony?!" Asks Chandler, with a touch of pleading in his voice. "Let's save christening outside locations to another time." She pauses, "you may have to earn that." Chandler's eyes go wide and sparkle. He likes that idea. They both take a few steps forward and fall into each other's' arms. Kissing and touching, both moaning with lust - with the odd sigh of contentment.
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Ring, ring, "Hello Chandler Bing", Chandler is in his office the next day when his phone rings. "Hey," Monica's voice comes through the phone huskily, "I can't stop thinking of you." She whispers, jeez how does she do that? Chandler thought as his manhood twitches at the sound of her voice. "Same here, I can't wait to be with you later. Dinner, our first official date." "Humm unmm…" Monica agrees distractedly. "You ok?" Chandler asks, there is a pause. "What would you do to me if you were here?" Monica whispers. Now Chandler pauses. Oh my God! Phone sex, she wants to have phone sex with me! Okay, go with it. "Where are you?" He asks. "My bedroom." She responds straight away. Okay, Chandler thinks, I know her, she's a liberated 20th century woman, and she's been single for a while… "Mon, do you have any toys?" He asks, knowing she'll know what he means. Another pause. "Yes." He hears rummaging in the background, "I got it." Got what? Thought Chandler, "what is it?" He asks. "A vibrator." Again replying instantly. "Hang on." Chandler says. He puts the phone handset on the desk and gets up. He pokes his head out his door and tells his secretary he was going to be on a conference call and should not be disturbed. Then for extra precaution he locks his office door. Chandler returns to his desk and picks up the phone. "Back, no chance of being caught." Monica can hear the smile in his voice. "Get on the bed; sit in the middle, back up against the headboard." Chandler orders, even though the instructions were blunt, the voice he delivers it in in just melts her - his voice is husky, full of lust - for her. She just couldn't resist it - it's still surprising to her, that Chandler Bing could be so damn sexy!
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Monica is cleaning up some pans while muttering under her breath, "if I want it done by my standards, I have to do it myself!" Suddenly one of the waitresses walk in, "Monica, you have a visitor." She freezes and she gets goose pimples - Chandler. She hears his steps before she sees him, but when she does see him she gets breathless. Chandler pulls her into his arms as the waitress smiles and leaves. He kisses her deeply, "hello Monica," he says, "hello Chandler." She responds. "Every hello should be like this." She hears him whisper. She looks directly in his eyes. "I agree, as well as every good bye." Chandler beams and nods. "Well, shall we go to dinner?" He asks, letting her go but then offering her his arm. "Yes." She answers, linking arms with him and walking out.
AN: This now puts both characters in the right setting for when Rachel returns in TOW All The Kissing. Don't forget to check out my other fics set in the Chandler and Monica - Their Story universe. See my profile for details.