A/N: Hello to all of you…this chapter may be a little hotter than I usually right but I don't think it swerves into M…however, if there's any interest, I might try a 'side' chapter that follows the rest of the night and the next morning as well…M…aside from that…how about a woot, woot…two updates in one day…sure, most of the chapters had been written but I still had to transcribe them and boy, are my fingers tired…hope everyone likes this and I'll remind you all that reviews are the perfect place to express your thoughts about the story…in case you didn't know, I'm a beta free zone so all mistakes; spelling, grammar and the reactions of real, live women are completely my own...Remember, I don't' own Chuck or any part of the Chuckverse…I'm still a privately funded think tank…yeaah, you can laugh at that one…and I'm still having fun so, thanks, Jim. JT

Bryce Larkin - Douche Bag At Large - Chapter 13

Chuck was struggling to keep up with the force of nature that was Sarah walker as she pulled him across the courtyard with an intensity that had him a little scared. His hand was held in a tight grip and he was sure that if he were to trip and fall, he would simply be pulled along until they reached their destination.

The meeting with Sarah and Casey's bosses had gone much better than he'd imagined it going, mainly because he'd not been shot or taken into custody, both possibilities that had topped his list of things that the government might have tried. He still wasn't sure that he was out of danger but he felt a little less trepidation about his future, at least as far as the government was concerned. His immediate future was a source of confusion to him because he wasn't able to figure out just what Agent Sarah Walker wanted. He'd read her files and knew what she was capable of and what she'd be willing to do to complete a mission and he just didn't know if he was another mission to her. And not knowing was really messing with his head.

"Sarah, slow down. Where's the fire?" he asked with a smile as he tried to slow their progress. His smile disappeared when Sarah skidded to a halt and whirled around to face him, the look on her face not showing any amusement at all.

"Between my…never mind, Chuck. There's no fire." she replied before turning back around and resuming her journey. "We're going to get you some clean clothes…in fact, we're going to pack you an overnight bag. Then, we're going to my place to get you cleaned up and then we're going out to dinner" she said just as they'd reached the front door of Ellie's apartment. Barely slowing down, she threw open the front door and pulled Chuck after her towards his room.

"Grab a bag, Chuck" she commanded once they'd entered his room and she'd dropped his hand. Pulling open his closet door, she started going through his clothes, looking for and quickly grabbing a couple of shirts. With the shirts draped over her arm she closed the door and made her way over to his dresser and started pulling open the drawers. Pausing, she looked over her shoulder and found him standing in the doorway. "I thought I told you to grab a bag, Chuck. Well?" she asked with an impatient glare.

"Sarah, as flattered as I am with your desire to take control and, believe me, I am flattered, I was sort of wondering where this is coming from?"

"Where what is coming from?"

"This" he replied with a look towards the clothes that she had in her arms. "You're obviously planning on dressing me for our 'date' which I did sorta say you could do but where does it end? Am I going to be allowed to take my own shower?"

"Well, if you insist" Sarah replied with a smile, hoping her answer would be seen as a joke even though she had no qualms about joining Chuck in the shower, but when she saw the look on his face she realized that maybe her attempt at humor may have fallen flat. "I'm sorry, Chuck, did I say something wrong?"

"No Sarah, you didn't say anything wrong" Chuck answered, not sure how the beautiful woman standing in front of him was going to take what he was about to say. "It's just that I can't help feeling like you're on some sort of schedule, like I'm some sort of mission that you're rushing to complete."

"Chuck, I…" Sarah started and then froze, not sure what she should say next. She could see Chuck waiting for her and she wondered what to say. Reaching her decision, she decided to try something new and go with the truth. "Chuck, I was sent here looking for Bryce and what he'd stolen. That was my original mission. Once I found you, everything changed. My boss re-directed my mission, making your safety my main priority."

"So, your only job is to keep me safe? You're not expected to 'convince' me to join up?"

"NO, I would never do that!" she answered, clearly upset with the question.

"But, Sarah…" Chuck said as he lightly tapped the side of his head with his forefinger.

"Ok, I would never do that…to you. Please believe me, Chuck. I don't know why but I don't think I could do that to you, or to anyone else, ever again" she said before moving past Chuck and sitting down on the edge of his bed, a sad look in her eyes.

"Alright, Sarah. I believe you. It's just that everything has been so sudden since you got here and it's a little confusing. Too be honest, I just don't see what you see, if you know what I mean."

"I don't know, Chuck. It's not like I've been pining for some tall, lanky nerd ever since I first started noticing boys. I've always been attracted to the athletic type, like…"

"Bryce?"

"Yeah, like Bryce" she answered as she looked into Chuck's eyes. "That is, until I met you. The other morning, when you woke up and found me using your thigh as a scratching post, that was a first for me. Yeah, I've had sex before, Chuck, but nothing like that. It's been so long since I haven't faked an orgasm that I was beginning to worry that the job had left me unable to get off but, wow, you have no idea how good that felt. And, if your sister hadn't thrown so many cock blocks, you would be one very sore and satisfied man. I mean it , Chuck. You say the word and I'll drag you out into the courtyard and use you like a sexual amusement park."

Struggling to hide the blush that he was sure was covering every square inch of his body, he stared at the woman sitting next to him, torn between his aversion to PDAs, of any kind, and the temptation to take Sarah up on her offer. Not sure how to respond to what he'd just been told, Chuck did the only thing he was sure he could accomplish and not look foolish…he sat there quietly and tried to clear his mind of all of the images that seemed to be on an endless loop. Taking a steadying breath, he reached a hand towards Sarah's knee, planning on just touching her lightly while he expressed his wonder at her declaration. His hand was halfway to it's destination when Sarah's eyes suddenly flashed and she gently batted his hand away.

"I'm warning you, Chuck, if you touch me right now, I won't be held responsible for the damage I may do to you" Sarah warned in a low, husky tone, her blue eyes flashing a darker color as she fought to steady her breathing.

"Very funny" Chuck said as he brought his hand slowly back to his side, just in case the threat was real.

"Chuck, I'm not joking. I'm wound so tight right now that it's taking all of my self control to not jump you here and now. That door stays open and you are going to keep your hands as far away from my body as possible. Is that understood?"

"Understood" he said with a gulp. "So, I'll find a bag and you can pick out some clothes?"

"That sounds very sensible. I think you should go ahead and take a shower now and while you're doing that I'll pack a bag and leave some clothes out for you on the bed. Take your time. I'll be sitting outside and once you're ready, we'll go out to dinner. Does that sound alright to you?"

That sounds fine" he responded, a little confused about the change from the original plan but he decided that he wouldn't press the issue.

Sarah, sensing his confusion, slowly stood up and backed away from him. "Chuck, if we were to go back to my place, right now, you'd never make it past the shower. We wouldn't get to go out to dinner and I really want that. I want to spend time with you. So, go take your shower and I'll be waiting outside" she finished and waited until he'd left the room before releasing the breath that she hadn't been aware she was holding. A few moments later, Chuck stuck his head back around the edge of the door.

"There's a bag in the back of the closet. I'm going to go and take off all of my clothes so I can rub soap all over my body" he said with a smirk and then ran for what he hoped would be the security of the bathroom when Sarah began moving towards him with a predatory glint in her eyes. He heard Sarah's voice from the other side of the door and watched as the door knob jiggled. "I was just kidding with you, Sarah."

"That's not funny Chuck" the voice carried through the door and he couldn't help but agree. Maybe that was one bear he shouldn't poke with a stick…and he definitely shouldn't say that phrase out loud.

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Chuck had insisted that Sarah drive, wisely believing that a Sarah Walker with her hands full, of anything besides him, was a safe Sarah Walker. They'd driven to Sarah's hotel and he'd insisted on staying in the car while she went inside to get changed for their date. He'd told her to dress casual because he'd planned to keep the evening low key. Fifteen minutes later when she'd returned, looking better than any woman he'd ever dated, or even hoped to date, he already programmed her GPS with the directions to their destination. He watched as she slid gracefully into the car and complimented her outfit, his sincerity putting a big smile on her face.

"So, where are we going, Chuck?" Sarah asked after she glanced at the GPS display.

"Hopefully somewhere that you've never been taken to on a date."

"Chuck" Sarah said as she started the car and pulled out of the parking space. "I've been in Burbank for less than a week. I'm pretty sure it should be easy to take me somewhere I've never been before."

"I meant, never been taken to on a date, anywhere. You just have to promise to keep an open mind and don't say a word. Just relax and let yourself have a good time, ok?"

"I promise"

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Chuck found himself holding his breath as Sarah gently cradled the ball in her hand as she studied the hard, glistening wood in front of her. He'd discovered that the blonde agent would allow the tip of her tongue to curl out of the corner of her mouth, just a little bit, when she concentrated and he found it sexy as hell. He noticed the careful way she made sure that her hand was just where it needed to be. He loved watching her ass wiggle as she readied herself and he felt himself tense in anticipation when she began the moves that would lead to her release.

"Hah…another strike" Sarah said as she turned around and practically bounced back to sit next to Chuck as he stared up at the scoreboard.

"Are you sure that you've never done this before?"

"Chuck" she responded in a low voice as she leaned in towards his ear, "I might lie to French assassins who are trying to murder me, but I wouldn't lie to you about bowling. I can't believe how much fun I'm having. I was so mad at you when I saw where you were taking us. I thought you were joking again, but without all of the sexy undertones. Imagine my surprise when the food turned out to be great and bowling turned out to be a blast despite the strange feeling of wearing shoes that have been worn before. Now, since that was the last frame and that makes it best out of five to me, would you mind taking me home?"

Chuck lifted a leg and started to unlace Sarah's rented shoes. "Sure, I'd be glad to take you home." he answered, refusing to worry about the hungry look that suddenly appeared in her eyes.

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Sarah had made Chuck drive home and he only had to playfully smack at her hands three times when he felt her fingers begin to trace slow circles on the inside of his thigh. Each time he smacked her hand away, Sarah had done something that he never expected…she giggled. Once he found the parking spot for the Porsche, he'd climbed out and made his way around to the passenger door, opened it and then offered Sarah his hand so she could step out. He wasn't very surprised when she put her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. What did surprise him was the words she whispered into his ear after breaking the kiss.

"Thank you, Chuck. I had a wonderful time. I know I've been coming on a little hard…"

"A little hard?" Chuck said when he pulled back to look her in the eyes.

"Well, ok, a lot. Chuck, if you don't want to come up to my room, I'll understand"

"Are you seriously trying to get rid of me?"

"No, Chuck. It's just that tonight has been strangely wonderful and I don't want to ruin it by getting all 'sex-crazed' on you."

"Promise to keep your hands to your self?"

"Chuck, I can't make that promise once we're alone in my room. I will try and control myself and, if worse comes to worse, you could always use that nerve pinch you used on Casey."

"That's true" he said as he appeared to consider Sarah's offer. "Ok, I guess I could come up for a little while…don't say a word, I know what I said and I know what you heard."

Sarah nipped playfully at Chuck's earlobe before breaking the embrace and grabbing his hand as she pulled him towards the front door.

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Chuck was relaxing on the couch with Sarah snuggled in beside him, her head resting on his shoulder and her hand, which had somehow slipped inside his shirt, tracing gentle circles on his chest. He was enjoying the sensations caused whenever she would change from the pads of her fingers to her fingernails. He also found it hard to ignore the feeling of her warm breath on his neck. His right arm was resting on Sarah's shoulders and every now and then he'd lightly trace the outline of her ear with a fingertip. His other hand had a grip on Sarah's hand and they were resting on his stomach.

He felt Sarah shift slightly and then he felt her tongue as it touched his neck, feather soft and warm. Just when he'd gotten used to the sensation, Sarah leaned in closer and nibbled at his neck, not harder to leave a bruise but definitely hard enough to get his attention. He felt Sarah begin to work her way closer to his ear and then felt her tongue as it traced the outline of his earlobe before she sucked it into her mouth. When she nipped at the ear, Chuck fell right into her trap and before he realized what had happened, her hand had slid out of his and was now resting lightly on the upper part of his thigh.

Sarah released the ear she'd been nibbling on and slowly kissed her way down his jaw line. When she reached his chin, she shifted again and brought her mouth to his, sucking gently at his lower lip before her tongue asked gently for entrance and Chuck gladly obliged. As the kiss deepened, Sarah's hand that was resting on Chuck's thigh began a very slow movement, making him wonder how something that felt so good could also feel like torture. When her hand found his growing arousal, all thoughts of torture fled, leaving only a growing need that he no longer felt like denying.

His free hand found it's way to the front of Sarah's top and began working at the buttons and before long he'd undone as many as he could reach and his hand began an exploration of it's own. The first thing he encountered was the clasp of a front closing bra and with a dexterity that might have surprised some, he undid it and then gently slid his hand underneath the now loosened garment. Gently cupping the smooth flesh, his thumb and forefinger found her nipple and within moments had it rock hard as he rolled it between his fingers.

Sarah moaned into Chuck's mouth when she felt him begin to pinch her nipple and she marveled at what her hand had found as she lightly stroked his length. Using the last of her control, she released her hold and broke the kiss. She leaned away and looked into Chuck's eyes. "Are you sure about this?" she asked, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt what her answer would be is he had asked her the same question but afraid of what Chuck might reply. She watched as Chuck reached up a hand and gently placed it behind her neck. Pulling himself to her, he leaned in and caught her earlobe in his teeth and then sucked it into his mouth briefly before releasing it.

"Oh yeah" he whispered, his hot breath on her ear and neck sending a shiver down her spine. "You're so beautiful" he whispered as he pulled her towards him and he was pleasantly surprised when she swiveled around and threw her leg across his thigh so she was facing him, her crotch lightly grinding against him. He watched as she pulled her shirt the rest of the way from her jeans and the slowly let it drop off of her arms, along with the bra, leaving her topless. Chuck stared in awe at the perfection before him and gladly let Sarah pull his hands to her breasts. Once she'd positioned his hands where she wanted them, Sarah placed her hands behind his neck and pulled his head downwards, whimpering when she felt his lips where she wanted them. She ran her hands into his hair and pulled his mouth tighter against her.

"Chuck" she whispered huskily, "please take me to bed". She wasn't sure how he did it but she was shocked moments later when she found herself in his arms as he carried her towards the bedroom. Her face was laid against his chest and she heard and felt him say, 'it's going to be a beautiful night' and she believed him.

A/N: What? What?