TWO NIGHTS, THREE DAYS
A/N: Who else is super excited for season two? If you're reading this and haven't finished season one, go do it! To truly appreciate the joy that is Lucy Tara, you need to be familiar with her little language quirks and expressions. I could drone on and on about chemistry, but if you're here you already know that Tori and Yas are off the charts with their interactions, they simply sell it like it's real. If you just found this story and it's way past season two, how much did I get right? Because I'm using my crystal ball to fill in the back story based on season one content, season two hasn't shattered my vision yet and I'm having a blast making it up as I go. I 100% own all offenses against the timeline and exploit canon at will to fit my own agenda.
Disclaimer: As always, I'm writing for fun, no profit was made and I own nothing about these characters.
Honey, I'm Home
It was still really early in the morning when Kate returned to the hotel, and she wasn't sure how long Lucy was going to sleep so she was careful to be quiet as she opened the door. Tiptoeing into the room, the first thing she noticed was that the bed was empty, and she dropped her purchases as she assumed the worst. Please tell me she didn't leave.
"Lucy?" she called out, "I'm back."
"Out here," came the reply, and Kate's face lit up as she rushed across the room.
Be cool Kate, don't make it awkward.
Pausing for a beat, she composed herself so that she didn't look like a lovesick schoolgirl that was super excited that the cool kid still wanted to hang out with her. Steeling herself for the mumbled apologies and uncomfortable excuses that were almost certain to follow the morning after a drunken hookup, Kate had the fleeting thought that Cara would certainly be the one to call for advice on how to handle this situation. Immediately dismissing that thought, knowing that this was nothing like anything Cara had ever experienced, she opened the door and stepped outside.
The glorious vision waiting for her on the balcony hit her like a religious experience. Oh my God. Her mouth went dry as she drank in the sight of the brunette leaning on the railing, barefoot in a hotel robe with a familiar pair of designer sunglasses on her face.
Lucy turned and nervously pulled off Kate's sunglasses, her eyes drinking in the sight of all that sun-kissed bikini clad sexiness standing just a few feet away. Oh my God. The words she'd prepared about early morning phone calls and borrowed sunglasses were scrubbed from her mind as she stared in awe and wondered how it was possible that Kate was even more beautiful this morning than she had been the day before.
Kate was the first to move, rapidly closing the gap between them and hungrily capturing the brunette's lips, her hands sliding up Lucy's back to pull her close. Lucy's hands rose to cradle her face, thumbs reverently stroking her cheekbones as she fiercely returned the passionate kiss. Kate's response to Lucy's reaction was primal, her heated caresses all-consuming as Lucy melted into the warm mouth and strong body, her insecurities forgotten as Kate ravished her on the very public balcony.
"Hey baby, take it off!" Came floating up from the beach, along with numerous catcalls and wolf whistles that shattered Lucy's ability to enjoy Kate's passionate assault. "Kate, stop," she begged, the request falling on deaf ears as the blonde captured a pouty lower lip, gently nibbling on the tender flesh until Lucy opened her mouth and allowed the probing tongue to slide inside. Loathe to break the contact but irritated that they were being watched, Lucy reluctantly tore herself away.
"Sorry," Kate said, "I-"
Seeing the hurt of rejection on that beautiful face, Lucy grabbed a fistful of the towel still wrapped around Kate's waist and pulled her back, crashing their lips together.
"I want you Kate," she whispered between kisses, "but we have an audience."
Groaning when she realized the catcalls from below were indeed directed at them, Kate chuckled and asked, "So you want me to stop?"
"Oh God no," Lucy whispered, her breath hot on Kate's ear, "I want you to take me inside."
Kate boldly hooked her hands beneath the mocha thighs and lifted Lucy into her arms, gasping when the robe parted and she found no barrier between her bare midriff and the tantalizing brunette's dripping core. A strangled cry erupted from the back of Kate's throat, and Lucy responded by wrapping her legs tightly around the shapely waist to further open herself up to the friction of the warm body. "You're so wet," Kate growled, then hissed as Lucy's teeth clamped down on her neck. The soothing caress of a warm tongue soon followed, and the sensual onslaught overwhelmed Kate as she stumbled through the door. Finally inside and away from prying eyes, Kate pushed her against the wall and impaled her, two fingers eagerly pumping into the pulsing heat. Her thigh was soon slick with Lucy's wetness as her thumb swirled rapidly around the engorged clit, and her mouth swallowed the scream the brunette released when she curled her fingers and hit that spot that sent her tumbling over the edge. Shuddering in the aftermath, Lucy went limp in her lover's arms, secure in the knowledge that Kate wouldn't let her fall.
"Good morning," Kate smiled against a sweaty temple, gulping in a lungful of air as Lucy lowered her legs from their perch around her hips and slid slowly back to her feet. "I didn't think you'd be up yet."
"I wouldn't have been," Lucy replied, remembering that she was mad and jealous and mad that she was jealous, "but your stupid phone woke me up."
Hey Jealousy
"That's not possible, Lucy, my phone is turned off and inside the safe." And nobody has the number.
"Not your cell," Lucy explained as she turned away, "the hotel phone."
"Oh."
"Yeah, oh. So anyhow, call Siobhan," Lucy said with barely concealed contempt, "at the hotel. She said you knew the room number so..."
Picking up on the shift in Lucy's demeanor, Kate took a seat and cocked her head and asked, "Are you jealous?"
"Nope, I'm good."
"Ok well it just seems like you have a bit of an attitude, so-"
"Well I don't," Lucy grumbled, rolling her eyes and remembering the speech she had prepared, "I just met you. So whatever you were doing or whoever you were doing it with before then is none of my business."
"True," Kate agreed, "but-"
"But you have a thing for accents," Lucy whined, cutting Kate off before she had a chance to finish, "and that woman definitely has an accent."
"I do enjoy a good accent," Kate admitted, tapping her chin as if in deep thought.
"You know what? You just go ahead and call your sexy accented friend who is impossible to understand due to her ridiculous - why are you smiling like that?"
"Because you're cute when you're jealous," Kate chuckled, "and you couldn't be more wrong."
"Really?" Lucy challenged as she turned to look out the window.
"Yes, really," Kate smirked, amusement coloring her tone, "I find the thick Irish brogue soothing, not sexy."
"Funny," Lucy growled, glaring out the window as she asked, "is this your thing? Do you just travel around, hanging out in bars and trolling for accents?"
"Are you kidding me?" the blonde asked, moving up behind the pouting brunette and pressing herself against the rigid expanse of her back. She felt Lucy shudder at the contact, then leaned in close and whispered, "I was minding my own business when you," she sweetly reminded as she nipped at a soft earlobe, "approached me."
"Well you were just sitting there looking all lost and lonely," Lucy muttered, eyes fluttering shut as she leaned into the inviting warmth of the body behind her.
"Siobhan is a friend who is doing me a favor," Kate explained, dropping a loving kiss on a warm shoulder, "she and her wife are here on their honeymoon."
"Oh."
"Yeah, oh," the blonde whispered, kissing the side of her neck and asking, "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," Lucy replied with a shiver, the gentle caress making it hard for her to think.
"I made us reservations downstairs," Kate grinned as she urged her to turn around, "but we have a little over an hour to kill until then." Placing open mouthed kisses along the sexy jawline she asked, "Any idea what we can do until then?"
The brunette growled as she pushed the taller woman towards the bathroom, tugging off the bikini bottoms and urging Kate to step out of them when the cool porcelain hit the back of her knees. Reaching to turn on the shower, Lucy cursed when she spotted her lingerie hanging from the curtain rod, then froze as Kate spotted them and her eyes went black with desire. Pulling the lacy scraps from their perch, Lucy placed the almost dry garments on the counter, then turned back to see Kate pulling off her top and stepping into the tub.
Dropping the robe, Lucy took Kate's hand and allowed herself to be pulled under the warm spray of water. Both women moaned when their naked bodies collided, their mouths sweetly mingling under the delicate cascade until Lucy pulled back and said, "Let's get you clean."
Kate's knees went weak at the innocently spoken statement, and she felt a new wave of desire when the brunette's hands began to lovingly massage her scalp.
"Oh God Lucy," she hissed, "that feels so good."
Lucy steered her to stand under the shower head, working the suds through the golden locks then gently rinsing them out. "So sandy," the dark-skinned woman observed as she spun to face her, those sweet, soulful eyes holding the blonde's gaze when she reached for the body wash and explained, "I don't like sand in my mouth."
Kate nearly collapsed at the enticing comment, then snatched the pouf and made quick work of lathering herself up and rinsing off. "Let me get your back," Lucy smirked, and the feel of those hands washing her back was so intimate and so loving that the blonde actually felt tears welling in her eyes. Steering her to back into the spray, Lucy was surprised to see so much emotion on the beautiful face, so she tipped her head up and lovingly kissed her lips.
Kate returned the kiss, savoring the taste and feel of the alluring brunette. Pulling away to stare into the sweet and soulful eyes looking up at her, she confessed, "Nobody's ever done that for me before."
"Wow, really?" Lucy replied, her hand cupping the side of that gorgeous face.
Kate nodded, turning her head to place a kiss on the open palm.
"That's a shame," Lucy said, running her thumb across the full lower lip, "you deserve to be pampered. If we were in the same zip code, I would happily do it for you every day."
Bubble burst, Kate scowled and rubbed her hands over her eyes and said, "Yeah, but we're not."
"Well, we are right now," Lucy growled, pushing her up against the shower wall, "and I'm still starving."
Kate gasped when greedy lips seared into hers, questing tongue invading her mouth while hands roamed at will. Lucy's strong thigh was thrust commandingly between parted legs, and the blonde ground her aching core against the slick skin as Lucy captured a pink tipped breast in her mouth. Groaning in response to the sweet suction, Kate buried a hand in the raven hair to hold the exquisite mouth in place.
"Oh, my God Lucy, I need more," she begged, and the brunette obliged by swirling a fingertip through her sex, then lower still to probe the quivering opening. Reaching between them, Kate grabbed the teasing hand and used her own fingers to guide the brunette's, frantically applying pressure to increase the friction against her aching clit. The feeling of their joined hands sliding against her sex was wildly erotic to Kate, and her eyes rolled back in her head when Lucy slid a finger inside. "Yesss," she hissed, "harder Luce, I'm so close," she begged, then cursed when Lucy abruptly pulled her hand away.
"Patience," Lucy whispered, maintaining eye contact as she raised the finger to her lips and licked it clean, "I want you to come in my mouth."
"Oh my fucking God," Kate groaned, overwhelmed by the sight of a soaking wet Lucy sliding to her knees in front of her. The brunette's descent was tortuous, her hot lips blazing a trail over every inch of skin she encountered as she slid downward. Lucy's need to taste was off the charts, her mouth alternating from delicious suction to languorous swipes of her tongue that had Kate begging for sweet release.
"You're gorgeous Kate," she growled between licks and nips, "so fucking delicious," she added as she reached the juncture between hip and thigh. Leaning forward to press her lips to the sensitive flesh, she moaned at the combination of the sweet hot skin beneath her mouth and the heady scent of the blonde's arousal. Kate quivered as the impossibly soft lips traveled across overheated skin, blazing a trail that was infinitely sexier when she looked down and realized that Lucy was looking right into her eyes. The way she held her gaze as she feasted on her skin was such a turn on, and Kate was so stimulated and so ready that she only lasted a few seconds after Lucy sunk her tongue into the pulsing center of her desire.
Something Like That
"We have twenty minutes Lucy, we need to get ready."
"Got anything that's not going to look like a dress on me?" The brunette asked, holding her shirt from the night before with a frown as she realized that there was no salvaging the ruined garment. "I mean, I could stick with the robe look I've got going on here, which I apparently rock due to your reactions, but I don't think the restaurant would let me in so..."
"Oh yeah, I forgot," Kate smiled, moving to the entry to retrieve the bag she had dropped earlier. "So it was pretty early when I finished surfing, and none of the stores were open," she explained, "but I did find this one place that had like, two things in your size." Smiling sheepishly, she held up the tank and blouse. "So I bought both of them."
"You bought both of them," Lucy smiled, touched by the thoughtful gesture.
"I did," Kate said, grinning adorably. "I didn't know what you would think of these, but-"
"I think they're perfect," Lucy interjected, moving to take them from the blonde's hands, "thank you."
"You're welcome," Kate replied. She then turned to pull her clothes from the closet, hanging her robe on the door hook as she heard a throaty moan behind her.
"What's wrong?" she asked, turning to face Lucy just in time to collide with a blur of raven hair and warm skin, hot lips on hers as they crashed into each other. "You're so hot," Lucy growled when she paused to breathe, "I just, I looked up and I, I couldn't resist..."
"Okay," Kate gasped, reveling in the sensual surprise attack, "maybe we change in separate rooms?" Grabbing her clothes and pulling the robe back on she elaborated, "Because i have a feeling that I am going to have a very similar response when you drop that towel, and we'll totally miss breakfast if that happens."
"Well then, I'll get dressed in the bathroom," Lucy offered, picking up her jeans from the chair and the new shirts from the bed where she had dropped them. Smiling mischievously she added, "Gotta go in there for my underwear anyhow."
"Not funny Lucy," Kate groaned as the brunette walked past her with an adorable little smirk on her face.
Kate felt like a completely different person than the woman who had left DC just shy of a week ago, and not for the first time in the past 24 hours she was amazed by how much she was smiling. Goofy grin firmly in place she got dressed, then sat down to return Siobhan's call when her brain finally engaged and she realized that Lucy had said the message was urgent...
After explaining that Lena had been raising hell trying to find out where she was and that Cara had been calling around the clock until Chloe had threatened to call her contacts in DC to intervene, Siobhan declared, "Kate Whistler, you must be fantastic in bed! Who is Lucy? Does she know about Cara? She sounded *pissed* when I called this morning!"
"Leave her alone!" Chloe snapped in the background, and Kate laughed as she responded, "Cara is my ex, she just doesn't know it yet. I should've broken up her with way before this trip, and she's the reason I wanted out of that hotel - well, her and her on again off again lover down the hall from you."
"What a bitch!" Siobhan exclaimed, "and good for you for getting away from them and finding someone to have fun with. How did that happen?"
"I walked into a bar and ordered dinner," Kate said, smiling softly as she continued, "and this beautiful woman took a seat next to me. She was smart and sexy and irresistibly intriguing, and now she's in my bathroom getting dressed."
"Is our DIA officer falling in love?" Chloe asked, leaning into her wife as she thought back on how they had met in a similar fashion.
"Not possible," Kate explained, " I live in DC and she lives here. She knows I'm only here until tomorrow and that this can't go any further, so we're just having fun together."
"Well she doesn't act like it's just for a few days," Siobhan observed, "hell Kate, I've seen Chloe less possessive and annoyed when other women flirt with me, ow!"
"Did you punch her Chloe?" Kate asked, chuckling at their antics while relishing the knowledge that Lucy did seem a bit more attached than she should.
"Damn straight," Chloe laughed, then added, "you did get one more call, a Jane Tennant?"
"Yeah? What did she want?"
"She said Gibbs rule number 4. Said you'd know what it meant and what to do with it?"
"Yep got it, thanks!"
"Tell Lucy we said heeeyyyy," Siobhan giggled, "and enjoy your day with her!"
Hanging up the hotel line, Kate pulled the burner cell from the safe and called Tennant's personal phone, knowing that the office line would immediately trace where she was.
"Whistler," Jane answered on the first ring, "there are a lot of people looking for you."
"I haven't done anything wrong," Kate said defensively.
"I know that, and for the record I told Lena you were off the grid camping," Jane chuckled, "she was so mad! She keeps saying that you're missing and at the mercy of some Irish beauty."
"Some day I'll tell you all about it," Kate laughed, then looked up as Lucy walked out of the bathroom.
"Well it's not normally my style," Lucy started, "but it's my size and it fits nice and - oh crap, sorry," she finished as she realized that Kate was on the phone.
"Hang on a second," Kate said quietly into the phone, then loudly said, "I'll be ready in a minute."
She's Not The SAC For No Reason
NCIS SAC Jane Tennant had just coolly dismissed her newly appointed DIA liaison Lena Van Horne when her phone started to ring, and she turned her back on the irritating woman as she answered on the first ring. Yes Lena, my phone call is more important than you.
"Whistler," she answered, "there are a lot of people looking for you."
"I haven't done anything wrong," Kate said defensively.
"I know that, and for the record I told Lena you were off the grid camping," Jane chuckled, "she was so mad! She keeps saying that you're missing and at the mercy of some Irish beauty."
"Some day I'll tell you all about it," Kate laughed, then went silent as Jane heard a familiar voice in the background.
What were the odds that Junior Special Agent Lucy Tara was the woman in DIA Officer Whistler's hotel room?
Quickly typing out a text "just checking in" on her agent, Jane smirked when she heard the familiar whistle of Lucy Tara's ringtone over the line.
"You can trust me Kate, but I can't help if you don't keep me in the loop."
As Lucy checked her phone, Kate explained the hotel switch and assured Tennant that she was thoroughly enjoying her down time.
"You sound different Whistler, happy," Jane observed.
"I am."
~e ho'omau 'ia~
A/N: Just a quick update to hold y'all over, in just a few hours I'll be following Kate's flight path from the east coast to Hawaii! Not sure what my week will look like so it might be a little longer before the next update, praying for a #kacy sighting!