Author's note:

I know it's been absolutely forever since I posted, but I bought season 1 on dvd recently and I finally got the umph back to work on this and seeing the end of season two helped too. Not to mention the story alerts etc. Reviews are always good too.

I don't get a whole lot of free time during the school year so this has been really slow.

Now that I've seen what happens in the show. I might mirror some events of season two but with my own spin on things. If I mention season two episodes, I'll be sure to mention it in the author's note in case there are spoilers.

This chapter ended up being kind of long. but I got so into writing it that I couldn't stop. hope you like it. lots of M material in this chapter.

Despite all of their efforts and honesty Annie could still feel a little bit of awkwardness between them. Sex screws things up. That is a truth universally acknowledged right there. They both realized that what they had done, what they planned to do, was wrong. But it felt so right. How could something that felt so good be so wrong?

Annie's dream had come nowhere close to the real thing. The images and sometimes feelings of a dream could never come close to that. Sex with Auggie had been spectacular and they'd as much as agreed to do it again. It wasn't very long after they had eaten and cleaned up after breakfast that Annie realized they quite literally didn't have to do anything for days. Well she had an idea about what they could do. With the idea, she felt her cheeks warm up.

They had slept in fairly late and it was already getting late into the morning before they finished cleaning up. Auggie had gone to shower and Annie made the bed. She had decided early on in the day that she wouldn't bother getting dressed. Auggie's sweat pants were so comfortable.

She didn't care if she looked dumpy that day; who would see anyway? Still, she thought, even if Auggie could see, she would have stayed in sweats. When Auggie came out of the bathroom dressed in sweats and an old band shirt she knew she'd made the right choice of apparel for the day.

"Well..." Annie said, Unsure of how to proceed with the day. She didn't really want to spend the entire week cooped up in Auggie's apartment, but she didn't really want to risk being spotted either. "I should repay you; start getting that laundry done." she scanned him for some reaction, but he seemed unconcerned.

"I have to check my email really quick the we'll get right on that." he said sitting down at the computer and powering it up.

"No. You stay there," she said sternly. He was making it hard for her to repay him. She didn't know if she would ever be truly able to pay him back for everything he'd done. "I'll get this done... I assume your washing machine is through here," she opened a closet door she hadn't looked in yet to find the logically placed washer and drier right where she had guessed.

"I'm going to assume you found it." He said, reminding her that he didn't know what closet she'd just opened.

While he sat at the computer, he could hear her moving around the apartment picking up dishcloths and anything else that needed washing. It wasn't long before he heard her start to place things in the washer. He assumed she'd divided the wash into darks and lights.

"I'll be doing darks first." Annie said as if she could hear his assumption. Auggie filed that information away for a little while. A mischievous plan coming to mind, but he would wait until the first load was washed before revealing his plan.

He could hear rustling as Annie quickly finished filling up the washer, added some detergent. He even heard the deliberate pause after she closed the lid and before she hit start. He knew she was re-checking to make sure she had all the settings right. He was surprised at how in tune he was with her movements in his apartment. It wasn't often that he spent any amount of time with someone else in his space.

Usually when he slept with a woman, they would barely get past coffee in the morning before he found some excuse for her to leave. He found though, with Annie, he didn't mind her invasion of his world.

Once the washer had started, he looked over in Annie's general direction sensing her gaze on him. "I've finished checking my email; nothing too important in the old inbox today. Would you like to check anything?"

"Nope." She responded resolutely, "If anything I'm going to avoid it like the plague this week."

He let out a soft chuckle at her response. "So, what would you like to do today?" He said getting up from the computer after putting it to sleep. "I have a few movies we could watch." He said. And he could practically hear the gears turning in her head. "They're movies I'd seen before Iraq. With some of my favourites, I can hear them and remember most of what's going on visually." He explained, saving her from asking the question he knew was on her mind.

"A movie sounds great," she said.

Auggie let Annie decide on the movie, and she joined him on the couch. Without discussing it, they huddled together at one end of the couch. Auggie didn't pay a whole lot of attention to the movie. He was altogether too aware of the woman who leaned into him comfortably in the couch. He let his thoughts wander to the night before. It had been intense. Her skin was as soft and smooth as he'd imagined it would be.

He had to admit to himself. This week was not the first time he'd thought about her soft, smooth skin. Every time they had sparred or practiced take downs, he'd thought about what it would be like to get her in bed. He was a guy, and she was a very sexy woman, he couldn't help it. He had never expected things would turn out the way they had.

Halfway through the movie, the washer stopped and Annie hit pause on the remote. "I should go change the loads." Started to get up, and Auggie got up with her.

"I'll help," he said, but Annie wasn't sure what he planned to help with. She turned to look at him and they bumped into one another.

"It's fine." She insisted. "I can get it."

"But there are a few more things that need to go in the next load." He said quickly, a smug smile on his face. Annie couldn't figure out what he meant, she had already checked the apartment for laundry.

"I already checked," she said looking around confused. How had she missed something? She had even gone as far as grabbing the dishcloths to be washed. "Where?" she asked. She put her hands on her hips in frustration and walked towards the laundry closet.

Auggie followed her. "Oh nothing much." He smiled as he spoke "just a few pairs of sweats." he said. "If I remember correctly you said you were doing darks earlier. I didn't mention it till now cause I guess they count as lights."

"Oh?" She said, turned and took a few steps towards the direction of the bedroom. "I thought I already grabbed them all." As she turned back around she realized Auggie was standing right behind her with an almost predatory look on his face. She didn't know why, but she felt the compulsion to back away. He followed her though step for step, remaining in her personal space until her back reached the wall just outside his bedroom and they stood inches from one another.

"I meant these." He placed his hands on her hips, letting his fingers rest at the waistband of the sweatpants. He stared blindly into her face.

"Oh—" It clicked for Annie when she understood his meaning. She also understood his hungry look. He wanted her. She wished that he could see so that he could know the hunger was reflected in her eyes. She leaned back against the wall and put her hand on his shoulder, not quite pulling him in. "Well we mustn't forget any of the clothing." She said.

"Annie." His said in a husky but serious voice. "Are we really going to do this?" He said pulling her flush against him so that she could feel the fact that he wanted her. "Use each other for sex?"

"Well..." Annie said diplomatically. "You are really the only person I'm not required to lie to." She leaned forward and kissed him, nipping at his lower lip a little bit with her teeth. The awkwardness of the morning had all but disappeared. Annie had the overwhelming feeling that this was going to be better than the night before. She wanted Auggie to tear her clothing off and take her right there against the wall.

As if he could read her mind he stepped them both closer to the wall and pushed harder, grinding his hips against hers. "I hate lies," he almost growled as his started to kiss her jaw and her neck. As he did this he felt around for the edges of the shirt she was wearing. "I never told you this," he said starting to work the fabric up over her taut stomach and her silky smooth skin. "When we first met, I thought I'd have you in bed within a week."

They both chuckled a bit at the thought.

"What stopped you?" She asked loving the way her stomach jumped as his callused fingers ran over her skin.

"I have no idea," he said shaking his head. "Maybe I needed a friend more than a good lay." He pulled her shirt up over her head and was about to throw it, and Annie stopped him.

"Lights go over here." She walked him over to the pile of light clothing and he dropped the shirt before allowing her to pull his off as well. She stopped to admire his well-sculpted torso. "I should get the first load into the dryer," she said, remembering the task they had gotten up to do. She started to open the lid of the washer.

"It can wait, we have all week to do laundry," he said roguishly, closing the washer and lifting her so that she was sitting on the edge and he was standing between her legs. "There are more interesting things to do right now."

"We could finish the movie we were watching?" she said sarcastically pulling him closer with her legs.

"I wasn't really paying attention to it anyway," he admitted looking at her significantly. "I was a little bit distracted by certain thoughts."

"Well then, I guess that settles it." She put her arms around his neck and slid off the edge of the washer, sitting on his hips as he walked them backwards in the direction of the bedroom.

They didn't get far before Auggie pressed Annie against the wall again kissing her fiercely.

He turned them around and she slid languidly down his body to the ground. He groaned into her mouth. She stepped back just enough to start sliding his sweatpants down over his hips. The night before had been dark, and she had not been able to see much. Now, in the middle of the afternoon, she was pleasantly surprised with when he shimmied the rest of the way out of his sweatpants.

Completely understanding her pause for what it was, he smiled knowingly. "Like what you see?" He smirked at her confidently.

"Do I detect a hint of modesty?" she said flippantly. Blushing at the fact that he could read her so well. Frustrated with the fact that he kept getting the better of her, she decided to do something unexpected, to see if she could throw him off his game. Maybe she could get the advantage for once.

Without giving him any warning, she dropped to her knees in front of him trailing her hands down the backs of his legs. She slowly pulled his erection into her mouth circling her tongue and sucking lightly. She was pleased when he gasped in response and leaned back against the wall to brace himself. She thought to herself as she continued her slow movements, 'Annie 1, Auggie 0.'

She seemed to have completely caught Auggie off guard and she was glad. It wasn't long before she elicited a moan of pleasure from him.

"Annie," he said breathing heavily. "If you keep doing that," he sighed and groaned, "things are going to end sooner rather than later." he struggled to get the sentence out.

She gave one last long suck before letting him go with a small popping noise. That earned her a pleasant grunt.

Auggie extended a hand and pulled her to her feet and back to his mouth. Her tongue pressed into his mouth and circled his tongue emulating her previous activity. They continued their slow progress towards his bed without separating. As they moved he slid her sweatpants over her hips as she had done for him, and she walked out of the pants as they went.

They bumped into a dresser having gone too far in one direction and something fell off onto the floor with a thump. Neither made any move to pick it up. Auggie unhooked her bra and quickly pulled the straps off her shoulders placing fast kisses in their place; first the right shoulder, then the left, making sure to caress every bit of skin he revealed as he went.

Her hands were buried in his hair and his had made their way to her hips by the time they bumped into the side table by his bed. Annie knowingly reached into the drawer and pulled out the small wrapped package she knew was in there.

It was Auggie's turn to bury his hands in her hair to keep some contact while they separated long enough for her to unroll the condom onto his length. As she bent her head a little to see what she was doing, he inhaled deeply smelling his own shampoo in her hair.

As soon as she was done, she pushed him back onto the bed. Not to be outdone, he grabbed her hand and pulled her down on top of him while scooting further back on to the bed. He had lost his chance to flip them over though because she had used his own actions to pin him down, holding his wrists against the bed.

She lowered herself down onto him, going tortuously slow. She lifted her hips and repeated the process chuckling when he practically growled at her.

"You are something else. Aren't you Miss Walker?" he said, secretly enjoying the fact that they seemed to be having a bit of a competition. He really didn't care who won, because as far as he was concerned, it was a win, win situation.

"Of course I am, Mr. Anderson," she mocked him continuing at her excruciating pace.

When she absently let go of his wrists, he grabbed her hips pulling her down hard on him, bucking his hips at the same time, causing a gasp from both of them. He continued to hold her hips as she rode him hard moving more quickly now.

Both of them gave up their control and just moved together letting their bodies direct their motion and speed. As they continued their movements, they rolled a few times and lost track of time as they pressed desperately against one another.

Annie's first orgasm hit while she was on top gripping Auggie's shoulders. He felt her muscles clenching around him, he felt her hands dig painfully into his shoulders, and he felt her pace start to slow. He quickly took over the pace, repeatedly pushing up into her and pulling her hips down with his hands hoping to help her along.

He was rewarded with a strangled, moan as he continued to move and she rode out the waves of pleasure. The way her body rippled around him, he was surprised that she hadn't pulled him over as well.

He flipped them over and kept moving a little slower until she came back to her senses. When she did, she pulled his head down to hers kissing him and reveling in his ability to keep it together through that. They wordlessly moved on, not needing to verbally acknowledge the event, but both recognizing that it had been excellent.

They fell into a steady rhythm after that until they both neared the end and in a frenzy of rapid, desperate movement, Annie's second orgasm and her clenching, pulling muscles brought Auggie to the end. They collapsed together, then, in a sweaty heap of tired limbs and heaving breath.

After a long moment of rest, Annie swallowed, her body tingling and her throat dry and raw, had she screamed at the end? She didn't know. She looked at Auggie beside/on top of her in the bed. He looked how she felt: exhausted and very pleased.

"Well," she said, still a little out of breath. "Definitely more fun than doing laundry or watching a movie."

"Agreed," he said removing the condom and rolling over to drop it into the garbage can. Annie was amazed that he knew which end of the bed was up, because she could see and she wasn't even sure.