Sawyer was lying on his back, with his head thrown back. Bits of his hair
had stuck to his forehead, the sweat giving his whole body a gleam. He felt
so swollen with desire that he thought he might go mad, but he couldn't help
but love her delicious teasing. Although they had only been together a short
time, they knew the secrets of each others bodies intimately, knew how to
bring each other's favorite kind of pleasure, and knew how to tease them
mercilessly. The light from the gap above the door flap of their tent cast
patterns of shadow across Kate's back as she worked her magic between
Sawyer's legs. He raised his head up enough to look at her. Her eyes were
closed, absorbed in every aspect of her task, savoring how he felt inside
her mouth, against her tongue. She loved the feel of him inside her in every
way. So soft and smooth, the gentle ridge, the swollen head with its sweet
and musky taste. Sawyer's head fell back against the pillow, and he couldn't
help a groan escape his lips. They tried so hard to be quiet, especially
during the day, but she was making it incredibly difficult for him to
suppress his moans. Kate suddenly changed position, releasing him from her
mouth to run her tongue up the length of him in hard slow strokes. Sawyer
writhed underneath her, his whole body aching with need. He couldn't
remember the last time he was so turned on, the last time he was so hard
that it was almost painful.

"Oh Freckles, you are gonna drive me seriously fucking insane if you keep
this up," he managed to say, in between the stifled groans. Kate didn't
reply, she just rolled her mouth back onto him again, sucking so hard at his
sensitive tip that he could feel his release build instantly. His fists clenched with frustration as she withdrew, grinning up at him with flushed
cheeks and a twinkle in her eye. He groaned in frustration as she began to
run her tongue lightly over his balls.

"What are you trying to do to me?" he muttered, every muscle in his body
feeling tense with the need for release.

Kate looked up at him, the grin gone, replaced with a dark and uninhibited
sexuality that filled her eyes. "I want you to beg for it, I want you so be
so hot and hard that you would do anything, say anything, so you can have
the release only I can give you." Sawyer almost came right there just with
the way she purred those dirty words out. She wasn't touching him now, but
he could feel her hot breath against him, and he found himself bucking his
hips towards her, desperate for the feel of her mouth on him. Kate shot him
a seductive smile at this, loving how much she could turn him on, enjoying
the change of status that was usually present when they had sexual
encounters.

Sawyer was no longer thinking clearly, all he could concentrate on was the
desire that was coursing through his veins, while in a usual situation he
would have smirked at her and flipped her onto her back, seizing back the
control, he couldn't help but be completely turned on by her demand. He
could feel Kate tracing light kisses across the length of him, not taking
that final step that he so craved until he asked for it.

"Make me come Kate, please make me come. I need to feel your mouth on me so
badly," he uttered as he locked eyes with her. Kate gave him a final dirty
grin then lowered her mouth once again, sucking with hard, fast strokes,
teasing his balls with her fingers. Sawyer couldn't help but let out a
satisfied groan as she began, no longer caring who could hear him. He came
so suddenly that the force of it surprised him. All of a sudden he was riding
a wave of such intense pleasure that he thought he would come apart, all the
teasing only causing it to be so much more intense.

Sawyer sighed with contentment as the orgasm subsided, his eyes fluttering
shut and a delicious calm settling over his limbs. When he opened his eyes
again Kate was lying on her side beside him, smiling down at him.

"I think I like hearing you beg," she said, running her hand lightly down
his chest.

"And I think I like hearing you talk dirty Freckles," Sawyer replied,
beginning to come back to himself.

"If you think that was dirty, then you are gonna love what I say when you do
that to me," Kate retorted, her dirty grin back on her face.

Sawyer flashed her his dimples, "Oh, that's your game is it," he said
smiling as he flipped her onto her back.

***

Jack had noticed Kate and Sawyer as soon as they returned to the beach. He
had deliberately looked out for them when he arrived, and had been
disappointed when they didn't seem to be around. He had no idea if they were
still together or not. Part of him thought that he would probably have hurt
her by now, that they had had a row and weren't speaking. That man didn't
know how to treat anyone normally, and someone as fiery as Kate wasn't going
to last long with someone like him. He had deliberately not asked anyone who
had come and gone from the hatch about the status of their relationship,
and everyone had been very careful to avoid the subject in his presence. So
when he had seen them walk up, hand in hand, with contented smiles on their
faces, he experienced an anger build up inside him that didn't know existed.
How can they still be together and happy? He had given them a week before he
thought Kate would come crying back to him, realizing she had made a
mistake, but she hadn't even come to visit him, hadn't even come to see how
he was doing since she had told him about her and Sawyer.

Sawyer. The very name filled him with rage. Ever since they crashed he had
made things so much harder with his constant back chat, his snarky remarks,
the way he undermined him at every opportunity. He never did anything for
anyone, was only out for himself, everyone knew it. So why did everyone look
at the couple with friendly expressions when they returned to the beach? Jin
and Sun, Claire and Charlie, Sayid and Locke had all given some kind of
recognition to them that he wouldn't have done before. He wasn't aware of
any event that had happened, why would they now be friendly towards him?
Part of him liked that Sawyer was the outsider; the one everyone thought was
a parasite. No matter how many times he went against him, people always
sided with Jack, and Sawyer was always left on the outskirts. What had
Sawyer done to change their minds? Was he now the hero, did the group not
need him anymore, had they replaced him? 'Don't be stupid,' he thought to
himself, 'that can't have happened that man isn't capable of it. He must be
bribing them somehow, using his stash to manipulate things as usual.' The
thought made Jack feel a bit better, and he was able to attempt to put the
two of them to the back of his mind as he chatted to the group who had come
up to greet him.

Eventually people dispersed, going back to their usual activities, Jack
chatted to Claire and Aaron for a while, just giving Aaron a quick check-up
as he had been unable to while he had been restrained to the hatch. He really
admired the way Claire was coping with everything. He knew she had Charlie,
but to have such a young baby on a desert island, and with everything with
the others...it took some courage to deal with it all.

Jack said his goodbyes to the three of them, and feeling in a better mood
after doing something that made him feel in control again, he thought he would go and say hello to Kate and Sawyer, to be the bigger man, and show
the group that he wasn't upset about the two of them by making the first
gesture in front of them. As he walked towards their tent he could hear soft
moans. At first he told himself that it was just the sound of talking, but
as he got closer the sound was unmistakable. The old anger came flooding
back once more, all thoughts of reconciliation gone from his mind. He was
about to walk away, not wanting to be subject to the sound of Kate's soft
moans of pleasure, when a tirade of words rooted him to the spot, so soft
that you had to be standing that near to the tent to hear the,

"Oh yes, oh baby, I love the way you fuck me with your fingers, you make me
so wet and it feels so fucking good."

"Do you like it when I do this?"

"Oh God yes, I love the way you caress me with your mouth, oh baby, you're
so good, I'm so close..."

Jack walked away as fast as he could, the words he just heard ringing in his
ears. So many feelings he wouldn't admit to himself were flooding through
his mind. How it had turned him on hearing such brazen language, how no
woman had never spoken to him like that, how he had never thought that Kate
would be capable of it. It made him question everything he had experienced
with her, everything he thought he knew about her, the idea of her he had
built up in her mind. He wasn't used to feeling jealous. He had never been a
great chaser of women, yet he had always found them accessible to him if he
wanted. He was a doctor after all, and a successful one. To lose Kate to
someone like Sawyer...it shook his sense of self. He had assumed that
whatever connection Kate thought she had with Sawyer was something she had
to explore to realize what a piece of work he was. But based on what he just
heard, she was happy with him, more than happy. He had never glimpsed that
side of Kate. What he had just heard gave him a glimpse into the unknown,
something that he was unsure about, and Jack wasn't used to be unsure about
anything.

***

Kate was lying with her head on Sawyer's chest, her eyes closed, listening to the beat of his heart.

"I love you, you know," Kate said dreamily, still basking in the after glow of what they had just done.

Sawyer was glad Kate couldn't see the soppy grin that spread across his face as she said it, "Say it again." He didn't think he would ever get tierd of hearing her say it.

"I love you James."
"I love you too Freckles," he replied, kissing the top of her head. Kate smiled and snuggled closer to him.

They lay like that for a couple of minutes, enjoying the contented silence that existed between them. Kate was the one to break it.

"I think I'm going to have to go speak to Jack." She could feel Sawyer tense up at the mention of his name, but then relax and sigh.

"Okay."

Kate lifted her head up to look at him. "You don't mind?"

"I know we can't avoid him forever, and I know that you have to talk to him, that you want to see how he's doing. Guess I just got used to having you all to myself," he said with a hint of sadness coming into his voice.

Kate kissed him gently, "You do still have me to yourself. Having Jack back doesn't change anything between us, but like you said, I need to see how he is, and also how he is going to be with us. He took it well when I told him about us, but that doesn't mean that having over a week to think about it hasn't changed his mind."

Sawyer nodded and kissed her back, "I do understand Freckles, doesn't mean I like it though," he said.

Kate just smiled at him and began to pull her clothes back on. She was dreading this conversation. The look she had seen in Jack's eyes before she entered the tent, it had chilled her. She just hoped that he had been able to move on, and that he wouldn't hold it against her. With a final wave at Sawyer, she left the tent.