Wow... I'm horribly sorry about how long it's taken me to update. Lots of RL shit, you know?

Anyway... I hope this is a decent chapter, seeing as it's been almost 2 months since my last update.

This is unbeta'd, and so all mistakes are mine. What isn't mine though, is skins... so sadly, I am only borrowing the characters.

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I wait, for the most part, as instructed. Okay, so I couldn't simply wait on the couch and do nothing the entire day. It took only thirty minutes for me to get so completely bored that I started to daydream. I'm sure you can guess what I started to fantasize about... and your guess is almost positively correct. Soft, silky skin, cherry-flavoured lips, and... well, you get the idea.

Katie was taking much too long for my tastes, and even with distracting myself with thoughts of the Fitch twin, it just seemed like forever. Even watching the telly didn't do anything for me; it just made me realize how much I miss the sound of Katie's voice and company.

I am just about to throw the tv controller across the room when I hear a key in the lock. The sound makes my heartbeat increase and I feel butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. I twist my neck and tilt my head backwards so that I can see her sideways-upside-down when she walks in. I smile at her and she returns it with an unearthly glow.

I take her in, my eyes moving down and up her body. It must be raining, or at least sending some water down from the sky, because her hair is wet and hanging down in tendrils and her shoulders are damp. My feet find the floor and I push up, cringing only slightly when my foot hits the ground and starts to support half of my body weight. "Hey Katie," I say cheerfully through my teeth.

She sets down the few items in her arms and puts her hands on her hips, "Didn't I tell you not to get up?"

"I... I haven't! Not until you got here... Christ Katie, I was so fucking... I missed you, alright... and I fucking wanted to greet you upon your arrival home," I say in a stuttering rush, my face becoming redder as I continue to struggle to put my thoughts into a sentence.

She grins and walks toward me, easily throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me on the cheek. I allow my hands to move around her waist, and then they start to run down over her magnificent arse. I give her cheek a little pinch and she squeals in my embrace, pushing me back onto the couch. Katie laughs and gives me a smirk, "Cheeky bitch," she says light-heartedly.

I shrug, trying to look innocent when I know I'm anything but. Of course Katie is aware of this as well. I'm suddenly thankful that Katie isn't Effy, or she, in her all-knowing-ness, would know exactly what I was thinking of the entire time she was gone, and then my look of purity would no longer have the desired effect.

"I think we need a shower," she says out of the blue.

She catches me off guard so easily, mostly because my mind is constantly in the gutter, thinking of ways I will please her. A shower is definitely one of those ways, though it wasn't on my list of fantasies today. It really should have been though. Wet skin is a totally different experience than dry skin, well, to an extent. My mind goes off to wonder if she meant we needed to shower together... or separate.

"Now?"

Katie shrugs and starts to saunter off down the hall, heading toward the end where the bathroom is. I hesitate, standing and then sitting back down four times after the water is turned on. My lip ends up under my tooth, my gaze looking at the not-quite-closed door, with a small amount of steam starting to slip out from behind it. My throat feels tight, but I'm moving toward the end of the hall despite the fact that breathing is becoming increasingly difficult.

"Katie?" I question as I push the door open just a bit more and slip inside, closing it most of the way behind me.

I take in her silhouette behind the shower curtain. I notice that she's removed the head of the shower (she just had to get one of the multi-functioned shower-heads that she could take down and move about her body... I usually just leave it up where it sits and shower under it normally), and she's moving the water around her body.

"Yeeess?" she drawls out her response, and I can see her body turn toward me as if she can see through the curtain. I know she can't, just like I can't see inside, but still.

I clear my throat in the thick, moist air around me, trying to find some courage. I am, apparently, all out of courage for the day. "I'll just... I'll wait 'til you're out..." I say, turning around to exit.

"Aren't you all about the environment and conservation, Campbell?"

I whip around, my eyes wide and my voice unsure as I answer, "Well, yes..."

"Then get your arse in here so we can share the water and help do our part to save the planet or something."

I try to stutter out a reply, but even in the damp room, my throat is bone dry. Before I can try again, Katie peeks her head from behind the curtain, an expectant look in her eyes. "Naoms...?"

I nod my head to her and she closes the curtain again. I quickly strip myself down and walk anxiously over to the shower, standing right outside it, staying there for a moment as I try to get my head in the right place. I pull back the last line of defence, letting my eyes trail over her radiant, naked, wet form. I know I'm perving, but as the water rolls down Katie's back, down her spine and... oh Christ... she caught me. I smile shyly at her but she isn't mad, she grabs my hand and pulls me into the hot water.

Sure, the water feels nice, but it isn't anything compared to the feel of Katie's hands moving along my skin. I let her set the pace, and she takes her time, running her lathered up hands over every inch of my skin... well, almost... she touches everywhere except the one place I want her to. Instead of putting me under the water's stream to wash off the soap, though, she removes the shower head and moves it around me. She took so much care in doing so that I felt my body soar.

The throbbing between my legs was manageable until Katie moved the showerhead along my legs, then the heat hit me there, and my body trembles along with my breath ceasing.

A coy smile formed on the Fitch twin's lips, but it soon turned into a seductive smirk. She reaches down to the shower head to twist the front, changing it from a regular shower to a single jet from the middle. She's got something up her sleeve, figuratively speaking of course, but I can't think of what it possibly could be.

One of Katie's feet pushes on the inside of one of my legs, then the other and I get that she wants me to spread them, so I do. Her left hand comes up and starts to fondle my breasts one at a time. It's because of this distraction that I don't notice what she's doing with her other hand, well, that and the fact that she moved her lips onto my own.

My lips rip away from her own as the jet of water hits between my legs, "Ohh fucking Christ," I groan before being pulled back into her lips. She keeps me there, my hips moving against the water as it thumps against my sensitive clit. Her fingers pinch my right nipple and it doesn't take long before I'm about to fall into my glorious rapture.

Katie removes her lips from mine to whisper huskily into my ear, "You can't imagine how many times I've gotten myself off like this, wishing you were in here with me." With that said her lips attach themselves to my neck, and I fall over the precipice from the extreme pleasure washing through me.

I can barely stand after my body relaxes and she moves the hand that was teasing my breast around my body to hold me up. Thank fuck for that.

I had seriously thought that I had done everything when it came down to sex with a girl, but Katie is showing me things I never thought possible. I think back to when I accidentally opened her laptop to find that she had been doing research. Maybe I should have checked out a few of those sites myself. Too late now.

"Babes?" Katie says as she brings me back to the here and now.

"Yeah, sorry... I... where did you...?"

She smiles at me and switches the water back and put the shower head back up. "You ready to get out," she says, thankfully keeping me from continuing on with the blubbering I was struggling with.

"But, you..."

"I'm fine," she says as she turns the water off, stopping any argument I could have come up with.

I get out and grab a towel, turning around to wrap it around her body. She thanks me with a kiss to the cheek and she allows me to dry her off. She moans softly as I cover her titillating breasts with my hands, squeezing softly. I keep the towel over my hands until she is completely dry, and only then do I let the towel go and my hands continue to move over the valleys and hills of her body.

I don't get far before my wrists are being held in her hands. My gaze moves up to her own, and it's then that I realize I went too far. Her eyes are somewhat fearful and I relax before mumbling, "I'm sorry... I just..." I sigh, frustrated.

"I know," Katie whispers softly.

That doesn't explain anything for me, especially after what just happened in the shower. I actually thought that that was her way of telling me that the light is green and that I should go. Instead, I'm met with another pesky red, and I just want to run it.

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I'm starting work much earlier than I had been scheduled to. After getting settled in and realizing how utterly horrible it is to be in the house all alone all day whilst Katie is at her job, I gave a call to my new supervisor and asked if I could start a bit early. She was ecstatic to hear from me, and told me to meet her around midday so she could give me the official tour of the building.

The building is a mansion compared to the one I use to work in back in Bristol. I know it will take me weeks to remember what departments are on each floor. I'm issued my own company laptop and name-badge that has access to every floor except the top one, which is reserved for the CEO (whose name I don't even know yet), and his assistant.

I'm starting to doubt myself. I excelled at what I did in Bristol, but it's a completely different animal here in Southampton. More people, more tasks to do, more of everything. Of course the increase in pay is nice as well, but as my new supervisor, named Delila, shows me the ins and outs of my new position I can't help but start to feel overwhelmed.

She tells me to take a break and leaves me in the breakroom on the sixth floor. I watch her walk away, each step she takes is laced with confidence and pride. Her dirty blond hair reaches her mid back and it slightly wavy. She turns to me as she reaches the door, informing me she'll be back in about ten minutes. I hadn't realized it before, but she has these intense, piercing green eyes. I suppress a shutter until she walks from the room.

What have I gotten myself into?

The break is much too short and before I'm able to down my bottle of water, Delila is back to collect me. I carry the water with me as she shows me my office.

My office.

I look out the window to see that my space is facing the back of the building. It almost appears to be a little forest, but Delila informs me it's a park that the company saved from being cut down and turned into a new housing development.

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I get home to an empty house, but I'm only alone for half an hour before Katie waltzes in. We greet each other with a kiss and hug that quickly becomes needy and heated. Katie pulls away first and looks down at my business attire.

"Did you go to work? I thought you didn't start until Monday."

She turns from me to go into the kitchen and I follow her in to help prepare our evening meal.

"Yeah, I got bored being sat here all day without you," my voice is hesitant and unsure.

Katie turns toward me as she opens the refrigerator door, "You alright, babes?"

I nod, "Yeah."

Her face tells me she's not convinced, and truth be told, neither am I. She doesn't press on though, which I'm silently grateful for.

She begins to fill the silence that settles between us, prattling on about her day and what she got done. We cook together, a simple meal of pasta and sauce, and sit down at the table with a bottle of red wine.

I don't even notice that I'm not eating, merely pushing the noodles around my plate as my mind thinks about work.

Katie interrupts my thoughts of inadequacy, "Something must be up, babes, either the food is terrible, which I know it's not because I'm eating it, or something happened at work."

I look down to my plate, then over to hers, which is almost finished, then up to her eyes. "I ... I don't know if I'm ready for this position. There's just... there's so much more..."

"Of course you are," Katie interrupts, "you're brilliant. You just have to get settled in your new surroundings, babe, that's all."

Is that all it is? Am I just nervous about being at a new place? Surely it can't be something as simple as that, can it?

Then again, I know better than to question Katie Fitch.

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