This is my first attempt at writing (to borrow from Traci) sexy time so it took a bit longer to get this post up. I'm a little worried because I want it to be as good as I imagined it, but I think I may have gone on too long. Hope you enjoy it.

This chapter, involves McSwarek McFun, and is the reason for choosing the M rating. Unfortunately, with an extra house guest, Sam and Andy's options are limited to only McFun so Let the games begin…

Andy went down the hall to the linen closet to get the bedding for Sarah, with Sam hot on her heels. "C'mon Andy, you can't send me home now." He begged as he placed his chin on her shoulder and embraced her from behind. "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for this?" Andy just rolled her eyes knowing full well how long she had waited for this.

"Please, just let me stay. Last night was amazing. But now that I know we're really together, I'm not ready to be apart again." He pleaded as his hands journeyed up her stomach.

Andy playfully swatted his hands away. "There is no way you can stay here tonight. Why do you think I wanted you to stay last night? I knew Sarah would be here tonight and at your house tomorrow, and I was definitely not waiting until she went home. I don't like waiting any more than you do; that's why I woke you up early this morning. I started thinking about these next few days, and how long it would be until I got to be with you again, and pretty soon my hands had a mind of their own." Sam smiled at Andy's admission. I could get used to waking up like that.

"Besides, even if you did stay, Sarah is here and she has the spare bed. Where would you sleep?" Andy asked.

He raised one eyebrow and cocked his head to left wondering why she would even have to ask, "I'll be in your bed with you." It was more of a statement than an actual answer to her question.

"Uh Uh… No way…you cannot stay with me in my bed tonight." Andy protested.

"Why not?"

"You know why not!" Andy insisted, "neither of us would want to sleep, and your sister is here."

"What…you don't think I can behave?" He asked in mock surprise.

This time it was her turn to raise an eyebrow and cock her head…"Seriously? You don't really expect me to believe that you'd be OK with just going to sleep?"

"Of course I would." Sam maintained. "As long as you let me hold you…and maybe kiss you a little…and if I could just…"

"I rest my case" she interrupted laughing.

He was not about to take no for an answer so he decided on another tactic. Maybe if he could get his sister to agree, then Andy would agree too. "McNally, I'm hurt," he said pretending to be offended. Then he grinned as he yelled out "Sarah?"

Andy didn't want him pressuring Sarah so she grabbed him by the arm to try and stop him, but he wiggled away quickly and bolted for the living room. Resigned, Andy took the bedding and followed him down the hall.

He'd already started on his sister. "You know, Sarah, I've had a couple of drinks, and I probably shouldn't be driving home right now."

Sarah had heard the exchange in the hallway and knew exactly where this was going. "We can call you a cab then," she offered. Andy chuckled.

Well that didn't work, but I don't give up that easily.

Sarah rolled her eyes as Sam put the dimples on over time and shifted gears, "Remember how you said I'm the only one that kept you sane all these years." Another idea immediately popped into his head. "It's time to return the favor. I'll go crazy at home worrying about you; it's your first night in the city in how many years? I would feel much better if I was here to give you moral support."

"I promise I'll be good." He could see that she was considering it so he kept up his pitch.

"And remember how much you loved slumber parties when you were younger. It'd be just like that." He knew he was grasping at straws now, but he didn't care.

Sarah rolled her eyes, "boys, or should I say men, aren't usually invited to slumber parties, Sam. "

"But I'll make breakfast. I know how much you and Andy love chocolate chip pancakes." He bribed.

Sarah knew her brother had already made up his mind, and she had known him long enough to know that there really was nothing that was going to stop him. "Fine Sam, but only because I know that you won't give up, and I'm too tired to argue with you anymore."

The satisfied grin was settling on Sam's face, but Sarah still had a little more fight left in her and she couldn't resist teasing him. "So I guess that means I'll be bunking in with Andy so you can take the couch?" Andy turned her head away and tried not to laugh.

Sam looked at Sarah in disbelief. "C'mon Sarah, we're all adults here and you already know that Andy and I are a couple. Let's not pretend we're fooling anyone."

Sarah laughed, and Sam realized he had been had, and started to laugh too.

"Fine," Sarah agreed. "But if I hear anything other than snoring coming from that bedroom, you are going home."

Sam grinned…"Deal!"

He looked at Andy smugly, and although she knew that meant it would be a long night, she did want to be with Sam so she agreed. "Deal."

Sam and Andy made up the hide-a-bed while Sarah got herself ready in the bathroom. They said good night to her and Sam grabbed a bag from the front door before following Andy down the hallway.

Andy apologized to Sam telling him that she didn't have an extra toothbrush or anything. He just smiled and reached into his bag. "Don't worry, I brought mine." Apparently, he had picked up more than just Sarah's present when he headed home earlier.

Andy just shook her head as she realized he had never planned to go home tonight. "What if we had said no?" She asked.

"I wasn't too worried," Sam smirked. "Women can't usually resist me."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Andy groaned.

After Sam brushed his teeth, Andy headed in to the bathroom to brush her teeth and change. She put on her standard tank top and boy shorts before heading back to her bedroom.

When she got back, Sam had already stripped down to his boxer briefs and was waiting for her on the bed. Andy had barely lain down, when he pulled her close and started nibbling her neck.

"I missed you," he said before he brought his lips to hers with a slow and gentle kiss.

Wanting to stay as quiet as possible, Andy was hesitant to fully respond. But as soon as Sam's tongue touched her bottom lip, she felt her resolve slip away. They deepened the kiss until the need for air was too great. When they broke apart, they both gasped and Andy shot a worried look towards the living room. Giving her a chance to quietly catch her breath, Sam moved his lips down and started kissing along her jawline and up to her ear.

Andy closed her eyes and turned her head to give Sam better access. When he reached her ear, he whispered, "Andy?"

Lost in the sensations he was creating, she simply sighed "Hmmm?"

"You know, there's something not quite fair here?" He claimed as he ran his hand along the hem of her tank top.

"What's that?"

"Well, I have on a lot less clothes than you…so I think it's only fair if you take your top off too." He rationalized.

Remembering they had company in the next room, she opened up her eyes, looked at him and stated simply, "I don't think so".

"C'mon, Andy…just to cuddle…you know you want to. And I need a hug." He tugged on the bottom of her shirt and lowered his voice, "and it'll feel so much better if we don't have this in the way."

Sam caught her eye. "Please, Andy." She tried to look away when she saw the dimples coming out, but Sam pulled her face back to him and said it again. "Please, Andy."

Those damn dimples. She knew she was going to regret it, but she really did need to feel his bare chest against hers again. "OK,"she relented, "but just to cuddle."

"Of course."

Warily, she started to slide her top off, until Sam locked his dark eyes with hers again and murmured, "allow me."

Never shifting his gaze from hers, he slid his hands slowly and sensuously up her sides to remove the tank top. His thumbs grazed the sides of her breasts and she shivered. She knew then that she had made a grave error in judgment, and tried to pull her arms back down, but it was too late. Sam already had the top above her head with her arms still trapped in the straps.

He could see in Andy's eyes that she was rethinking her decision. So although he hadn't planned it, instead of taking the top all the way off, he decided that it was fine right where it was and so were Andy's arms.

He left one hand holding her hands and the top above her head as he started to run the other hand slowly back down her arm and along the side of her body. He kissed her again, and although she was still cautious, she couldn't stop herself from kissing him back. His upper body was partially on top of her, pressed gently against her side as he kissed along her neck and up to her ear. The effect of his kisses was magnified by the feel of his skin on hers. Her breathing started to get shallower and she was trying not to gasp for air.

She was getting a little too loud, so Sam moved back up to her lips. He kissed her gently a couple of times, trying to slow down her breathing again. She knew she should stop him, but all she could get out was "Sam."

Once she had quieted, Sam resumed his mission, moving down from her neck to place soft kisses along her collarbone. Andy started to fidget, wondering how much more she could take…in silence. He continued to nibble down her body as she tried to free her hands.

When she got one hand free, Sam expected her to push him away, but all she did was cover her mouth as she tried not to make any noise. Sam was feeling more secure so pulled the top away and tossed it aside as he let go of her other hand…which conveniently freed up both of his.

He took her breasts in his hands and smiled to himself, as he reveled in the feel of her and the feelings she was creating in him.

Andy was slowly going insane; with one hand still on her mouth, she used her free hand to grip the sheets. Sam wasn't sure how much more time and leeway she would give him if he didn't pace things a little. He lifted his head quickly to hers, and anticipating what he wanted, she immediately removed her hand from her mouth to cradle his cheek and kiss him.

Sam gave her a couple of quick chaste kisses and shifted his body as if to move off of her. She allowed herself to relax, the tormenting over. She smiled at him, proud of his restraint, until she spotted the wicked glint that took over his eyes.

She had given him way too much credit.

Before she could react, Sam dipped back down and cupped one of her breasts back in his hand before he took it in his mouth. Andy almost squealed before she could get her hand back up to her mouth again. She was enjoying herself thoroughly but wasn't sure how much more she could take before she either had to scream or completely finish what Sam had started. With Sarah in the next room, neither seemed like a good idea.

Her back started to arch off the bed as Sam moved to taste her other breast. He had reestablished his rhythm and her body was keeping perfect time.

She could feel him chuckling against her skin as her body started to tremble. He lifted his mouth away just long enough to look at her again and allow her time to replace the breath she had been holding.

Andy willed herself to try to breathe normally, and urged her heart rate to go down. Sam held her eyes as she steadied her breath, and he could see the gratitude in them. It quickly changed to wild desire as Sam started to slide his hands between her breasts and along her stomach with obvious intentions of continuing the downward trend.

As he skimmed his hand along the top of her boy shorts, her body was trembling so bad, she knew she was at her breaking point. She let go of the sheet to grab his face and bring it up to hers. He knew his time was up and he chuckled as he looked into her eyes and waited for the lust to subside. After a few deep breaths, she focused on him and said simply "enough."

He brushed his nose against hers before giving her a quick kiss. "What?" He said with a cocky grin. "I was being quiet."

"I know you were," she whispered still breathless, "but do you have any idea how hard it was for me to be quiet."

Sam's thoughts went back to the previous night and his grin grew even bigger. Yeah…I have an idea.

"I'm sorry, Andy, I guess I just didn't realize." His attempt at innocence was not quite succeeding. "You believe me don't you?"

Andy looked at him with wide eyes. "I'll have to think about it for a minute," she said as she rolled them over so that he was on his back and she was partially on top of him. "If all we did was kiss, I think I might have believed you. But I do have a question." She started to kiss him and he reached up to cup her cheek. He returned the pressure and deepened the kiss attempting to roll them back over.

But Andy had other ideas and she needed the upper hand here. They continued to kiss until Andy broke away for air and agreed "I guess I can see how you thought that would be quiet enough." She stated as her hands glided slowly and sensuously, from his waist and along the side of this chest, taking his arms above his head.

She began to kiss his neck and moved up along his jaw to his ear. With her chest partially on his, Sam was having trouble concentrating on her voice as she whispered in his ear. "Hmm…still pretty quiet."

She moved further on top of him, bare chest to bare chest with her arms resting completely against his above their heads and she began to kiss him slowly and sensuously. She felt a soft moan deep in his chest, and she stopped for just a second and whispered, "but I think right about now it might be getting just a little harder to keep it down." She smiled a little at her choice of words, and then kissed him for all she was worth, leaving him gasping for air.

She slid off of him just a little and let go of his arms so she could move her hands to his chest. She gently caressed his upper body, enjoying the sharp intake of air every time she passed over one of his nipples. Each time he tried to take that breath, she would steal it with a kiss and pretty soon Sam was having trouble catching his breath. She slowed down her kisses and then grinned at him as she dipped her head down to his collarbone. She made her way down his chest, both kissing and nipping at his skin, soothing it with her tongue whenever she saw fit.

She looked up at him again as she ran her hands along his chest and down. "Which brings us to my question…if I hadn't said 'enough', when would you have realized that it was getting to be too much?"

She held his gaze as she continued to talk. "You obviously didn't realize it as you caressed my stomach. But what about when you reached the top of my shorts?" One of her hands worked its way down to the waistband of his boxers, reenacting the play-by-play as she described it.

"Perhaps you would have realized about now." She said as skimmed her hand from side to side along the top of his waistband back and forth. The fact that he was enjoying himself was completely obvious to both of them, but he was still managing to stay quiet, happy to let her try to discover the answer to her question.

"You know it probably was a good thing I stopped you there because if I hadn't, we may have found out too late if…" and she dropped her hand just under the waistband as she continued to run her hand from side to side across his stomach. And that little drop made all the difference as the tips of her fingers grazed him with every pass of her hand.

Sam's control was slipping and his breath was becoming a little ragged. He was ok when she was at the side, but every time she approached the middle of his stomach, he would suck in a quick breath in anticipation of her touch.

He started to apologize, but Andy placed her other hand on his lips. "Would you have stopped on your own now or…"

He knew he could stop her if he really wanted to…but he wasn't sure he wanted to, and he was also curious as to just how far she was willing to go. So he halfheartedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Andy…I'll be good now."

Her hand stopped at that and she smiled a sweet smile, with her hand holding steady above his belly button. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed.

But his relief was short lived when Andy flipped her hand around, and with the back of her hand against his stomach, she curved her hand around him and changed direction - stroking him up and down, slowly and softly. Every so often she would let her fingers slide all the way over the top before coming back down, never losing contact.

His breathing was keeping time with the movement of her hand, but he was having trouble keeping it steady, and soon found his own hands reaching for the sheets.

She chuckled as she felt his body tense up, responding with a faster rhythm.

His breathing started to sound more like panting and he was really hoping that Andy's bedroom was more soundproof than he thought. "Ok…I get it now, Andy."

She started to pull her hand up, but only to let her fingers slide back and forth across the top of him. "Andy, you really have to stop now."

She stopped for a second and started to shift as if to move, but it was not in the direction he expected. She had started to slide her hips on top of his.

Before she could get too far, he released the sheets and gently lifted her off to his side. He looked her in the eye, took a couple of deep breaths, and surrendered. "Point taken".

She rolled away from Sam and onto her back and groaned "I wish."

Sam rose up onto his elbows and his eyebrows shot to the top of his head before he started to laugh...loudly…which started Andy giggling…which started Sarah grumbling to herself. "I really am at a freaking slumber party, and I'm that one girl who just wants to sleep"

"Sam?" Sarah called.

"Yes, Sarah" he managed to get out, still laughing.

"I'm going to send you home now." She responded.

"I'm sorry; I promise I'll be good." Sam assured her. "You don't have to worry; I just learned my lesson."

"Ugh… I don't even want to know." Sarah complained loudly as she pulled the pillow over her head. And Andy's giggles started up again.

"Goodnight!" Sarah shouted.

With laughter still in their voices, Sam and Andy yelled back together, "Goodnight Sarah!"

When their amusement finally subsided, Sam grinned and kissed Andy innocently, "I love you."

"I love you too…goodnight."

Andy cuddled into his side, tucked her head into his neck, and tangled her legs with his. With a contented sigh, Sam whispered "I can't wait to see everyone's faces at the Shaw's party tomorrow when they see that we're together."

Andy pulled her head back to look at him. "Oh, we won't be telling anyone tomorrow," she stated matter-of-factly.

Sam couldn't believe it; was she kidding? He was more than a little annoyed, but tried to control his anger on the off chance that Sarah might actually kick him out this time. He clenched his jaw and through partially gritted teeth, he forced himself to ask "What do you mean we aren't telling anyone?" What kind of game is she playing?

Andy looked at him and placed a hand on his cheek, "I keep forgetting that you just found out about the plan". She kissed him sweetly on both cheeks to try and get rid of the tension.

"I'm sorry, Sam, but this plan was set in motion long before you came on board. Now you're just along for the ride." He grinned at that thought and started to roll on top of her, but Andy just held out her hand (she knew they were pushing their luck.) "Not tonight…the midway's closed."

Sam smiled and yawned as Andy promised to fill him in tomorrow.

Satisfied, he lay back down, spun Andy around and pulled her in close spooning her from behind. He wrapped his arms around her bare stomach.

As Andy moved to get comfortable, Sam's hands slid up a little further till his fingertips were touching the bottoms of her breasts. She covered his hands with hers and started to move them down. "Go to sleep."

"Come on…you gotta give me something here." He pleaded.

"Be good." She let go of his hands and he scooted the left one just a little further up and stopped. She allowed him to leave his left hand covering her breast and he sighed in contentment as Andy stifled a giggle.

Andy's breathing slowed down and she was getting close to sleep, when she felt his right hand start to venture downward. Andy stopped him as his fingertips started to slide under the waistband of her shorts. With a quick giggle and a sharp intake of breath, she said firmly, "That's far enough."

A tired voice could be heard from the living room. "Andy…do you have any earplugs?"