Thanks for continuing with reading this story. I've had two people saying that Sam's going to win and the rest are thinking Andy will, who knows though? They're both crazy about each other. A little background, this would be taking place during season 3 after 3x07 and before 3x10.
I don't own Rookie Blue.
She unlocked the door, leaving it open for Sam to follow her in, as she set her bag down on the floor. Closing the door, he securely locked it with as much force as possible, letting the sound inform her that nobody would be leaving or coming, at least until work the next day. She laughed at his lack of subtlety as she stepped up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as his circled her waist. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
His eyebrows rose, pretending as if he had no idea what she was referring to. "I'm not letting you out until you kiss me?" It came out more as a question than he had intended. "You're going to have to put a little more effort in to even tempt me to cave first. Besides, who says I want to get out? I'm totally fine being locked away with some guy."
"Any guy? You don't care who?" She shrugged, knowing what he was getting at, but playing dumb for the fun of it. He guided her to the wall, pushing her against it, "You want to rethink that McNally?" She gave him another shrug, "Can't really think of any other qualifications at the moment."
Stepping closer, he easily cleared any space between them; somewhat crushing her between the wall and his body, causing her to take in an audible gasp at the pressure her body was under. "What about now? You still think any guy will do?" She shook her head, he was determined for her to admit that he was the only one good enough for her.
Giving in to his determination, she looked up at him, a smile on her face. "There is this one guy, who I definitely wouldn't mind being stuck with." He nodded, bringing his face down closer to her, his right hand resting against the wall behind her head, as the other found a nice curve just below her ribcage. "Mhmm."
"He's got a great body." She let her eyes travel to his chest along with her hands. "Nice, black hair." Her hands traveled to his head, letting her fingers roam through his hair. "These incredibly dark and intense brown eyes." She thumbed the wrinkles around his eyes, thinking of all the years of laughing and glaring and smiling. Her hands glided down his face, her thumbs now gently rubbing over a certain spot on his cheeks. "And these amazingly…sexy dimples that he likes to milk." He smiled big at her, letting his dimples be seen full force, liking all the things she had pointed out.
"Anything else?" She nodded again, biting on her bottom lip, making him wait a little longer. "He totally wants to kiss me right now." He smiled again, more because of how true it was than anything else. "I think I might know this guy." She quirked an eyebrow at him, although she was fully aware that he was aware they were talking about him. She let her arms circle back around his neck, dragging him even closer, letting her breath brush across his lips.
"Yeah? Is he going to do anything about it?" She looked down at his lips, watching to see if he was moving closer, if he was actually going to go for it. He wasn't moving closer and she could tell he was trying to catch her eye. Reluctantly she looked back up, letting her eyes connect with his as he started to speak. "Nah, he's too hungry." Before she could even start to think of a retort, he was gone, his body no longer pinning her to the wall. She watched him walk to the kitchen, obviously finding some food to fill his physical hunger. She let out a breath, running her hand through her hair. While leaving her a little distraught, she was also a little thankful that he had given her some space before she had the chance to make a move.
She thought back to her conversation with Oliver earlier that day. Maybe she shouldn't have blown off what he had said so quickly. Maybe she had too much confidence in herself. She was now realizing that she might be in over her head, but she definitely wasn't going to let Sam see that.
Shift hadn't been too rough for them so far so Oliver decided that they take an early lunch and started heading towards a quiet little diner. They had just ordered, knowing they would have some time to fill before getting their food, Oliver thought he would start, what was sure to be, an interesting conversation.
"So Sammy told me about your bet." She looked up at him, not exactly surprised that Oliver already knew. "More of a competition than a bet."
He nodded, "So nothing's on the line?" She shook her head. "Nope. Well unless you count Sam's ego."
Oliver chuckled at her confidence. "I wouldn't be too sure of yourself Andy."
She gave him a confused look, questioning what he had just implied. "Why's that?"
Oliver put up his hands, showing he meant no harm. "Don't get me wrong McNally, Sammy's crazy about you, but I've had some experience with something like this."
"You and Zoe?"
"Yeah and I gotta tell you, she lost."
Andy laughed at the thought of Zoe not being able to hold out. "Well, I think I've got Sam beat on this one."
"Okay, but I warned you. I know Sammy isn't as handsome as me, but you seem to find him attractive, so that could become a problem for you."
She glared playfully at him, "Yeah well I know for a fact Sam finds me very attractive." She said it knowing that with a little emphasis on a couple words Oliver would change the subject.
"Thanks for that picture, but I can do without your bedroom talk. Now, what did you order for us?"
She shook her head while trying to hold in a laugh. "Us? You ordered food for you and I ordered for me, not us. Nice try though."
She followed him to the kitchen, finding him fully invested in making them dinner. The steam was rising from a pot as he was chopping up lettuce for a salad. She sat at the counter, content on letting him make the food as she watched.
She had meant everything she had said while she was describing him, but there were so many other things that she loved about him. The way he concentrated so intently on something that his face contorts into something that looks painful and pleasurable at the same time. The feel of his hands on any part of her body. The intense conversations that were conveyed purely through his eyes. The way he walked, the way he laughed, the stupid grins he got on his faces at the most random times, or the face he made whenever she told him she loved him, as if he had no clue how she could tell him that so easily, the way his voice was smooth yet it sounded like there was a rasp to it, the way he drawls out her name, she could die every time he did it, she loved his voice, everything he said was sexy to her, just because of his voice.
"Andy?" She was startled from her ongoing list as his voice finally broke through to her. He was up behind her, his breath tickling her cheek, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
She turned her head to get a view of the side of his face, "Yeah?"
He flashed a little smile before continuing. "I've been saying your name for the past two minutes. Where were you just barely?" He was intrigued by what might have been going on in her head.
"Wouldn't you like to know." It wasn't a question. Her tone was sassy, she was completely aware that he wanted to know, but she was not planning on giving him the satisfaction of telling him. "Yes McNally, that's why I asked." He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into him, while keeping her securely on the stool. His tone had sounded a little condescending, but she brushed it off as his show of affection told her it was meant to be playful.
"That's too bad because I am hungry." She slid off the stool pushing into him a little more, letting him feel every curve of her back. His other arm circled around her, securely keeping her close to him. "It's done right?" She turned in his arms, watching him nod. "Let's eat it then." She stated, pulling his arms from around her waist to release herself and headed towards the food.
They enjoyed their dinner quietly, Andy resting her legs across Sam's lap as they ate, with him occasionally stopping to rub somewhere along her leg, more for his enjoyment than for hers. After finishing, as Andy started to put away the leftovers, Sam got started on rinsing the dishes.
He was just standing there, unaware of what was about to be thrown his way. Seeing it as the perfect opportunity to tempt Sam, she switched on her iPod, letting "Hip Don't Lie" flow through the speakers. She stepped up behind him, letting her hips sway against his backside. "Andy." His voice held warning, but he hadn't told her to stop so she continued with what she was doing, gliding her hands to his front and moving slowly up his chest.
He finished the dishes quickly, not surprising considering there were only two peoples worth of them. He turned around to watch her, to see what she might be thinking, and she took it as a sign to continue her teasing. She put her arms around his neck and ground her hips against his. "Andy, what are you doing?" She licked her lips and smiled devilishly up at him before answering simply, "Dancing."
He couldn't help but stare at her now moist lips as she continued to grind against him. She knew that his body had already reacted to the assault she was making, but she continued, trying to get him to make a move. He grabbed her gently around her upper arms and pushed her away, giving him some space to get to her iPod.
She watched as he flicked through her music. He found her slower music and picked one of her favorites. He turned around as "You & Me" by Lifehouse started to fill the room. She smiled sweetly at him as he made his way back to her holding out a hand, inviting her to dance with him. She took it instantly, without a second thought.
He brought her hand up to his lips, kissing it softly before placing it on his shoulder, her other hand coming up on its own, behind his neck. He rested his hands on her waist and let her rest her head on his shoulder as they gently swayed to the music.
"You're kind of adorable, you know that?"
He kissed her temple, acknowledging her comment. She lifted her head, looking into his eyes seriously. "I'm serious. You really know how to sweep a girl off of her feet." He chuckled at her statement, dropping his head down so his mouth was next to her ear and whispered a husky, "Thanks." before he kissed behind her ear, hearing a little gasp being sucked in through her mouth, as she leaned into him and started kissing along his neck. They started as little kisses, but became much more intense as her hands traveled down to his chest and moved to his back. The kisses continued, as did their swaying, and her hands traveled to the back of his jeans, inserting themselves into his back pockets and giving him a squeeze before pulling him closer, eliminating any space that may have been between them.
He swiftly grabbed her wrists, bringing her hands back up to his neck, and then bending down to lift her up. She removed her mouth from his neck as she was lifted to rest on his hips and then continued to kiss his face not focusing on anything besides getting her lips wherever she could, besides his lips. He backed them into the counter and slid down against the cupboards below the counter, letting his back rest against them, his legs bent for her back to rest against. She pulled back, enough space between them that she could see his whole face, "I love you." She had been saying it multiple times a day, whenever he did something that reminded her that she was completely in love with him. She couldn't care less about the number of times she had said it, she warned him that she was going to say it all the time and she meant it.
He smiled up at her before leaning into her neck, sucking and licking his way along it, her head rolling back, exposing more skin for him, her hands finding his head, holding it close to her, encouraging him to continue as she let her fingers play in his dark hair. He pulled away after his hands had securely located the bottom of her shirt, fisting it in his hands, and pulling it over her head and throwing it onto the kitchen floor, before placing his hands on either side of her face and staring at her lips. She watched as he stared, hoping that he would go for it, but he was taking too long, he was just letting his eyes fill the void that his lips couldn't.
After a minute of staring, he went back to her neck, moving his way to her collar bone and the newly exposed skin of her chest. Her hands fisted in his hair as he continued to move his lips down and shifted her hips on his, hoping he would get the point. He lifted her as he stood up, making sure she stayed on his hips and turned to place her on the counter. She quickly removed his shirt as his hands dealt with her bra.
Happy that both of their top halves were now fully exposed he picked her up again. She bit down on his earlobe as he pushed his chest against her breasts, letting their skin become familiar again. He made his way to the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed and resting between her legs, one arm around her back lowering her down as he tried to slide the other into the back of her tight jeans. He somehow managed to get a hand in her jeans, pulling them down a little in the process; he gave her a squeeze before extracting his hand and biting down lightly on her shoulder, eliciting a surprised squeal. She let her hands grab his lower back, helping her pull him down even further as she arched into him and pushed her hips against his. He started traveling downward, trailing kisses along her stomach, spending some extra time swirling his tongue into her belly button before reaching to the button of her jeans.
"That was a new experience." He was covered in a sheath of sweat, grinning over at her. She turned to look at him, a large smile on her face as well. "You never know until you try." She threw his phrase back at him, letting him know that she had enjoyed the fact that their kisses were focused on other body parts, considering the lips, which were usually the main attraction, were off limits.
They let their breath settle a little more before doing anything else. "Well I'm going to hop in the shower considering I reek of sex." He laughed, knowing that they basically both smelt the same. "You may reek of sex, but at least it was hot, sweaty, delicious sex." She raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh that's what it was….delicious sex?" He rolled over, hovering above her, and lowered his lips back to her stomach, lightly kissing his way up as he stated, "I thought…..that it was…very….delicious." After mumbling out 'delicious' against her skin he let his tongue swipe upwards between her breasts.
His face was now above hers, "I see your point. It was indeed very delicious." She grabbed his head and pulled him down, his lips hovering just above hers, almost close enough that he could feel them move beneath his. "You wanna shower with me?" His brain was having trouble formulating words so he nodded his head in response. She smiled, letting an "Okay." slip through her lips before kissing his chin, just below his bottom lip, which had become the new replacement for his lips.
This chapter was incredibly hard for me to write, I had no idea what to write, but I hope you liked it anyways. Thanks for reading, let me know what you think, or if you have ideas, I could use a little inspiration. THANKS!
