So. I felt like I was a little over due for some smut…and there wasn't a lot of cholive-ness in this episode or room to make more cholive-ness…so it worked out!!! I think I might go an extra chapter or two AFTER the show ends…but only a few. I would like to thank Grumbello and Courtney Dax for the wonderful reviews. Much appreciated. Enjoy!

Water and Power

Olive was sleeping peacefully, Chuck's head on her shoulder. Her eyes were open, trained on the glowing display of the clock on their nightstand. She blinked expectantly, her stomach turning with every minute that passed as the fingers of her right hand drummed on Olive's stomach, her other arm tucked under her. She had been unable to rest all night, sleep evading her and replaced with the jittery feeling in her bones. After what was hours, the time she had been waiting for blinked on the clock and she nudged Olive happily.

"Olive," she said poling her side. The blonde remained unphased, snoring lightly. "Sweetie," Chuck said with a little more force. The other woman groaned and rolled her head away from the brunette. "Oooolive," she said in a singsong voice, kissing her neck lightly. She peppered her neck with light kisses, slowly moving to her cheek. She carefully covered the sleeping woman's body with own, still littering her face with kisses. Chuck pressed a light kiss to her lips. "Olive," she said against the sleeping blonde's pursed lips.

She squirmed slightly, eyes blinking as she woke. "What? What is it? What's wrong?" Olive mumbled through her exhaustion. "Wake up, Love," Chuck said kissing her neck, sucking lightly. "Why?" Olive asked wrapping her arms around the brunette's body.

"It's 3:39."

"In the morning?" she asked in disbelief, looking at the clock, "Why would you wake me up s early?"

"You don't know?" Chuck asked raising herself up on her elbows slightly.

"I'm half asleep. Please don't make me think."

"It's our one year anniversary," Chuck smiled as she brushed a piece of hair from Olive's face and kissing her forehead.

"What? Really?"

"Yep. Right down to the minute," Chuck said continuing her kissed across Olive's face, "Exactly one year ago today, I marched into this apartment and made a complete fool of myself."

Olive laughed and held Chuck's face between her hands, looking up at her, "Well I'm glad you did," she said kissing her lightly, "But I wish you would have made a fool of yourself at a more reasonable time of day."

Chuck turned and kissed the blonde's palm, looking back at her and leaning instinctively into her touch, "I love you so much," she whispered.

"I love you too, Babe," came the reply before she brought the brunette's face down to hers, their mouths too occupied to say anymore. Kisses became more passionate and Olive ran her tongue over Chuck's lips, whose own tongue responded with fervor. Chuck wasted no time pulling Olive's nightgown over her head and depositing it on the floor, leaving her exposed save for her panties. She sat back on her feet, thighs pressed to either side of Olive's hips as she gazed at her tanned body. The chilled air and her arousal instantly hardened Olive's nipples, and Chuck covered the right one with her hand. The other hand ran from her sternum to her stomach, watching the muscles ripple under her fingers.

Olive moaned lightly, covering the hand on her breast with her own, encouraging Chuck to continue. So she leaned forward, capturing the taut flash of the other breast with her mouth, running her teeth over it. "Jiminy Cricket," Olive sighed, arching toward Chuck's mouth. She continued kissing down the tanned body of the petite woman, her kisses leaving wet spots on her skin. Kissing along her hipbone, she sucked on the skin covering the jutting bone above her panty line. Olive moaned in content and Chuck pulled away, a red mark already blooming on tan skin. She rested her chin on Olive's stomach, looking up at her, finger making unknown patterns on her stomach.

"Why are you stopping?" Olive asked wriggling slightly. "You're so full of questions," Chuck smiled, kissing her navel before sitting back on her feet once more, settling between Olive's legs and looking down at the anxious woman. "Hey," Olive panted slightly, "You're the one that woke me up at this ungodly hour."

"You're right," Chuck said rubbing Olive's thighs, "I guess I should make it up to you."

"Yes, you should," Olive sighed, "But don't think this-" she said smiling smugly, tugging on Chuck's shirt, "-is quite fair."

Returning the smile, Chuck pulled her shirt over her head and got off the bed, pushing her sleep pants and panties down in one swoop, stepping out of them and laying back over Olive. Their lips connected once more, tongues exploring the other's moth with familiarity. Chuck moved her kissed lower, taking extra time to suck on her well pronounced collar bone before continuing back down her stomach. She reached Olive's panties and hooked her fingers in the sides, looking up at her for permission.

The blonde's looked down at her through half hooded lids, lifting her hips and allowing Chuck to pull her panties down her legs and to the floor. She teased the inside of the tanned thighs with her teeth.

"Chuck," Olive said desperately. "A little wound up?" Chuck teased nipping her thigh dangerously close to her centre. "Any more and these sheets will be ruined," Olive said through gritted teeth, gasping when the brunette blew air over her core.

Chuck could smell the musty arousal radiating from the apex of Olive's thighs, sending a wave of heat to her own center. Sensing the blonde's need, Chuck dipped her tongue into her, pushing her hips back down to the bed when they rose to meet her mouth. She adjusted Olive's thigh so it was over her shoulder before thrusting her tongue into her once more, moving her mouth up and finding the aching bundle of nerves above her opening.

Tiny fingers wove into dark tresses, encouraging her. Teeth brushed lightly over the nerves and Olive's thighs began to quiver, a sign that Chuck knew that meant she was close. "Chuck, inside. Please," Olive said throwing her head back on the pillow. Her tongue never faltering, Chuck slipped two fingers into her, stroking with professional precision, hitting the spot she knew would take Olive over the edge. With only two more strokes, Olive arched off the bed, gasping for air, her hands grasping the sheets.

Chuck didn't stop until she felt Olive settle beneath her, kissing up her body until she reached her lips. Olive kissed back weakly, still trying to regain her breath. "Oh. My. God," she managed to choke out as Chuck settled against her side.

"Happy one year anniversary," Chuck said kissing her temple and laying a leg across Olive's.

"Can it be our one year anniversary everyday?" Olive asked, her head turning to face Chuck. She giggled and rubber her foot along the blonde's shins, "Was is nice?"

"Nice?" Olive snorted, "Try earth shattering. Better than Pearway to Heaven a' la mode with some extra heaven on the side."

Chuck kissed a tan shoulder and rubbed her hip, "I'm glad you enjoyed your anniversary sex."

"Enjoyed is an understatement," Olive murmured, her eyes struggling to stay open as fatigue weighed heavily on them.

"Goodnight, Love," Chuck said closing her own eyes. "Wait," Olive protested weakly, "What about-"

"Sssh," Chuck said silencing her with her lips, "Go to sleep. We'll just wake up and hour early."

Olive nodded with a smile and they both fell into sleep.