Title - Written By The Victors
Chapter title - The Phone Call
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Romance/Adventure/Friendship/Drama
Disclaimer - I do not own the Uncharted Series in anyway shape or form. I only own the plot points surrounding my oc's, not recognized from the games. For this chapter I own, Penny, Stanley, Maria and Joanne Kingsley.
Chapter Word Count - 1954 words.

A/n - Please leave a review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoy, xx (:

WARNING - NSFW!

Penny had given her parents a very short version of where she had been and purposely left out alot of detail. They were livid, of course but she hadn't expected them just to be relieved she was ok. She was dreading telling her father that she wouldn't be returning to work at the museum. Her grandfather had been in a meeting when she got back and so, late in the evening when he was sat by the fire in their large living room, she decided she would tell him the truth. He had sat enthralled through the entire story, eyes shining and laughing in all the right places, but what he said when she'd finished was not what she'd expected.

"I want to meet them."

"What?" Penny's hands were still curled around her now empty mug of tea.

"This Sam fellow you've fallen for... I want to meet him and his brother and his wife. And invite Sullivan too, it's been too long since we shared a cigar and a scotch."

"I... After everything I just told you that's all you have to say?" She frowned, having been waiting for at least a small scolding for the danger she put herself in.

Her grandfather took a deep breath and gave her a warm smile. "I think you're grandmother is very proud of you." Tears sprung to Penny's eyes almost instantly. "All Joanne wanted was to go on adventures and have excitement in her life... But I wanted to open a museum. She was supportive of course and for the beginning she went out to collect alot of the artifacts we have, as you know." He looked distant for a moment. "But, I was always worried about her. I'm not an outdoorsy person, we all know that. I was always on edge when she went away, worrying about her falling from a cliff or encountering some bad apples... She went to Saudi Arabia once and there was a report about a mid thirties woman having been shot when caught steeling. I had a heart attack." Penny laughed but then realised he was being serious.

"An actual heart attack?" She had wide eyes as he nodded, a smirk present.

"I jumped to the wrong conclusions. She came home as soon as she heard and said she'd take some time off. But her little break turned into months and then years and then we had your mother and with my worry about her and her worry about leaving Maria motherless if something did happen, she retired." He sighed, glancing down at the wedding ring he still wore. "My single biggest regret it not pushing her to go out and adventure. She was never as happy as she was when she returned with something to show me."

"But she had you." Penny's voice was quiet as she brushed away a few stray tears that had fallen. "She must've been happy enough."

"Oh she was content at home but I always knew what she really wanted." He smiled. "Which is why I'm not mad at you. Of course I'm going to worry about you, gallivanting across the world. But I know you're trained and you're intelligent... These friends you've made seem trustworthy, but I want to meet them just to make sure, to put my mind at ease when you leave again."

"When I..." Penny trailed off. She hadn't mentioned that she planned to head to Portugal but somehow her grandfather always knew what she was going to do before she did it.

"When are you leaving?"

"Soon, I think." She pulled her legs up into the wing back arm chair. "Sam and Sully are in Portugal, I said I'd catch up with them when I felt good enough."

"Well, finish your job over there and then bring them here. We'll make an evening of it, have a nice meal and a few drinks. Your parents will want to meet them too, I'm sure of it."

"I don't know if Sam will come. It's a little early to be meeting the parents."

"If he loves you, he'll come."

After having spent so long flirting with Sam and then finally being able to call him her boyfriend, something that made her very giddy, Penny felt herself at a loss now that he was over 1000 miles away from her.

It was late in the evening on her fourth day back at home and she was texting Sam to ask about the job. So far, everything was going smoothly and according to plan. She found that he was just as flirty via text as he was in person and it was a fact that was about to get her into trouble with her new significant other.

It had started out fairly innocent, just an 'I miss you' followed with wishes of hugs, kisses and general intimacy. But Penny was only human and she had needs and desires that she longed to have Sam take care of but with him being so far away, she had to take matters into her own hands. Literally.

She dropped her phone by her side onto her mattress as her hand crept up her side. She was wearing pajama shorts and a sweat shirt, her duvet over her legs. She had only a light vest beneath her sweat shirt and the soft material against her nipples sent tingles through her body. In the past she had always found her breasts to become extremely sensitive when aroused and she wouldn't have been surprised if she could get herself off from nipple play alone.

She tugged off her sweat shirt, dropping it onto the floor, thankful that she'd put the heating on earlier in the evening. Hands beneath her vest, she let her fingers run over her nipples, occasionally twisting and pinching them until she was writhing in her sheets.

Letting her eyes flutter closed she slipped one hand beneath her shorts, rubbing herself through her underwear. A breathy moan escaped her lips as she imagine Sam's hand in place of hers. His large calloused digits, pressing against her clit as she begged him for more. She let her hand move beneath her underwear, thankful for skin to skin contact. Sometimes she wondered why she tortured herself by moving so slow but knowing how much of a tease Sam is, she imagined he'd do the same.

She tried to picture how he would look above her, buried deep inside of her as she ran her nails down his back. She let out a whimper of his name, biting her lip immediatly after. Logically she knew her bedroom was on the opposite side of the house to her parents but she was never willing to risk them hearing her.

She slipped a finger inside of herself, moaning louder than she had anticipated. She stilled, listening for any noise beyond her bedroom door and when she found silence she continued. She pumped her finger in and out at an agonizingly slow place. Sam's fingers were so much longer than hers and would hit the spots that she could never quite reach. Imagining how his scruff might feel against her thighs, she added another digit, bunching up her vest and pulling it up over her breasts to bite down on, muffling her whimpers and moans.

She sped up, imagining Sam's tongue lapping at her, his fingers inside as he used a free hand to reach up and grasp her breasts. He could imagine his low chuckle at the sight of her flushed cheeks and wide eyes, mouth open in a perfect 'o' shape as she bucked her way through her release with a moan of his name and a few choice profanities.

As she came down from her high, removing her hand from her shorts and replacing her top, she heard his chuckle again and for a moment she thought she had gone mad. Then, with a sudden cold sweaty horror, she looked down at her phone. Her phone that had been trapped beneath her arm the whole time. Her phone that had accidentally dialed the last called number. The phone that was still connected to Samuel Drake.

"Shit."

Scrabbling she hung up the phone, heart thudding loud in her ears. Sam called back immediatly and she had to force herself to answer.

"Uh, hi." Her voice was quiet and shaky as she waited for his response.

"Well, I gotta say, princess... I saw you calling and expected a goodnight phone call. Now I'm finding it hard not to book you the next flight out here." Sam's voice was low and Penny could feel herself getting heated again.

"Sam, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to call you, I leant on my phone I was just... I was-"

"Oh I know exactly what you were doing." There was that damn chuckle again. "I'm flattered that it's my name you were moaning."

"I... Well of course it's your name, who else's would it be?" She asked slightly offended.

"You didn't have to say a name, could've just moaned and swore... What exactly were you thinking about, doll?" She could hear him moving around and wondered what he was up to.

"You." She heard metal clinking and then the distinct sound of a zipper.

"I need a bit more to go on than that, sweetheart."

"Sam are you... Holy shit, are you having a wank?" He laughed loud this time and she couldn't help but join in. "Did hearing me really have that effect on you?" She felt a strange sense of pride at the thought of giving Sam an erection.

"Honey, I don't need to hear you to get hard... Now tell me, what exactly were you thinking about?"

"Are you touching yourself, Sam?" She felt confident, encouraged even by Sam's words and decided to roll with the situation. "Are you hard because of me? I'm not even in the same country."

"Don't tease me, baby." His voice was gravelly and Penny squeezed her thighs together.

"You want to know what I was thinking about?" She asked and he gave a noise of confirmation. "I was imagining what your stubble would feel like between my legs." Sam groaned and she knew her words were having the desired effect. "I thought about having your tongue on my clit and your long fingers in my pussy." She felt a rush at this new side of herself coming to light. She'd never spoken like this before, never having had anyone to do it to. She felt dirty but in all the best ways. "I wondered how good it would feel to cum on your tongue and then have you bury yourself inside of me."

"Fuck, Penny..." Sam breathed into the phone as she continued.

"I imagined dragging my nails down your back whilst you fucked me, making me cum over and over until I could barely stand it anymore. I imagined riding you like I've seen in videos before, kissing your tattoo and your chest and wherever I could reach whilst I bounced on your dick." She had her hands back in her underwear now, rubbing her clit with quicker movements than before.

"Penny are you..? Fuck, Christ!" He panted through the phone, a groan soon following.

"Sam I'm so close!" Penny couldn't focus on describing her desires anymore, she just listened to Sam on the other end of the line.

"Let me hear you cum again, princess. Just for me, c'mon."

Sam's words pushed her over the edge and she called out his name, breath coming out in sharp gasps as she listened to Sam grunt and moan into her ear.

"So..." Sam sighed, exhausted after he had finished. "When are you coming to Portugal?"