Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Lost, it's characters or it's plot.
This chapter is inappropriate for anyone under the age of 17.
Chapter 3: Taking it to the Next Level
'There is no way this happened by accident' Kate thought to herself as she watched Sawyer sleep. Jack had given him a sedative so he could remove the bullet from Sawyer's shoulder. He then told Kate that "somehow" it ended up that she and Sawyer would have to share a room. He then glared at her and walked away.
Kate could tell Jack was jealous but she had much more of a connection with Sawyer. It became pretty obvious that after the kiss they shared, Sawyer felt the same way about her. She just wished there was a good way to accept his offer of a one-night stand before she was sent to jail, without sounding like a whore of course.
Kate was caught up in thought when sawyer woke up and rolled onto his side to face her. His arm was bandaged and hurt a lot less then it had before. He looked at her for a moment before she realized he was awake. She stood up from her seated position on the floor and walked over to the bed.
"Feeling any better?" she asked as he sat up in the bed and she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Just peachy," He said rubbing his upper arm a bit. At least he could do that much and the pain didn't kill him.
Kate reached out and touched his wounded arm gently, staring at he own hand as she did.
Sawyer smirked to himself and reached out to her. Her placed his index finger under her chin and lifted it so her eyes met his. They both knew what was going to happen but neither of them were prepared for it. Sawyer's lips gently brushed Kate's as he made his way to her neck.
Kate knew she wanted this but couldn't help thinking that she was just using him. Of course, she thought he probably wouldn't mind even if she was. Before she knew it, her hands were wrapped around his waist as he continued to kiss her neck. The feeling was amazing. He was so gentle when he wanted to be. Kate let herself drift off as Sawyer's lips moved up to meet hers in a passionate kiss.
Sawyer hadn't expected to want this as much as he did. He noticed his unusual tenderness as he moved his hands to the small of her back. There was something different about her from all the other women he had been with. Maybe it was just the fact that he had gotten to know her. Whatever it was, he liked it. Her hands had made their way to his chest and her tongue into his mouth.
With one quick movement, Sawyer pulled Kate's shirt over her head, ignoring the sharp pain in his shoulder as he did. A chill ran up though his spine as she reached for his belt, pulling him a little closer. Kate was now sitting over him, her legs around his. Sawyer moved his hands slowly down her sides and to the clasp of her filthy jeans. Their clothing was discussing for obvious reason and they both were thrilled to get out of it. Taking turns, they pulled off each others clothing until they were both lying in the bed under a thin sheet, their lips still attached.
Sawyer ran his hand down Kate's back again, making her shiver slightly and press her body against his. Sawyer gently picked Kate up and rolled her over, putting himself on top. With one fluid motion, he fell into her, natural lubricant easing the friction between them. Kate let out a soft moan in his ear as a stimulant.
Both still amazed at their tenderness towards each other, Sawyer and Kate moved in unison, slowly grinding against one another. Sawyer kissed the nape of Kate's neck causing her so gasp softly and arch against him, pleasure growing inside her.
The moment of her climax, Kate let out a cry that went though the paper-thin walls even though neither of them noticed at that precise moment. Kate pressed herself against Sawyer as her climax subsided, quickly leading Sawyer to his. Sawyer let out a gasp as he released. Together, they fell into one another, kissing, sweating, gasping for breath.
Sawyer rolled to the side, falling back into the bed. He slowly turned his head to face Kate who had rolled onto her side to face him. "Kate," he said softly, "That was incredible."
Kate smiled and started to return the compliment when she realized, "You called me Kate…"
Sawyer grinned at her and turned his head back up towards the ceiling, "It is your name, isn't it?"
"Well yes but… you've never called me that before," Kate said, scooting closer to him and resting a hand on his chest.
"If we're going to be sleeping together, I figured I should get used to using your real name, don't you think?" Sawyer answered, placing his hand on hers and turning back to face her.
There was more than just lust in his eyes. She could tell. Kate smiled and rested her head on his chest. Sawyer soon fell asleep like that, pressing against Kate. Kate, however, lay awake, watching him sleep, knowing that this was the last time she would ever see him like this. She was going to loose another man she loved and there was nothing she could do about it.
