A/N I'd been reminded that my smut content was way down on what it should have been for an M rated fiction on , so here's a little more. I promise to be more diligent in future. :)
Disclaimer. This story is rated M for a reason, this chapter being one of them.
This chapter contains depictions of consenting adults doing what consenting adults do when they feel like it, so if sexual content isn't your thing, please skip the chapter and move on.
I've tried to write this story so these chapters aren't completely integral to the storyline, however skipping them means that you won't get the full character development.
As always, the choice is yours.
Winding down
Anastasia's viewpoint
We were sitting in front of the television, but neither of us was paying it any attention. It was getting late and we were curled up on the couch, still working.
Nat had her iPad open and was scanning news sites for articles on the LAPD and either bookmarking ones that needed to be responded to or making note of which journalists to contact. I had my work laptop open and was working through the emails that I hadn't got to during the day. I heard a small sigh from Nat as she shifted on the lounge, we'd been at it for more than an hour and a half and I still had more to get through.
Back when we were in Seattle, not long after we'd come out, I'd overheard a couple of vice cops speculating on our love life. The way they described it, we fucked from the moment we walked through the door at home till we fell unconscious, then backed up for another round before work, never getting out of bed on the weekends.
I snorted quietly to myself, if only they knew. Here we were, late on a Thursday night and we were still working, something that happened more often than not. The move to LA had meant more money and prestige, but it also meant more work, a lot more. We did as much as we could on week nights so that we could have as much of the weekend free as possible, to spend together or with friends.
Brenda's little spectacular with the Zeta's this afternoon hadn't helped, putting us both behind in our work.
Mind you, when the video package Natalie had worked late putting together went out tomorrow, it was going to be a media sensation. Fortunately it would be shared with the Bureau's LA media manager and a Marine Corps Public Affairs Officer, so it wouldn't completely fall on Nat's shoulders.
Looking over at Nat, I could see her teeth working on her bottom lip as she read. Nat would pull cute silly little faces while reading, so wrapped up in what she was doing that she didn't realise it, but I found them endearing.
I was about to tease her about it again when her email notification went off, which surprised me; it was almost ten and a bit late for a work email. Opening it, Nat grinned, before looking up to say something, catching me looking at her. She looked a question at me but I just shook my head.
"Have you got anything planned for this Sunday Tsarina" I thought for a moment.
"Nothing planned, I was thinking we could try and do lunch with Brenda somewhere out, we promised we'd try and reach out to her"
"Yep, but this works even better; the forecast for the weekend's very hot, so Maura's just emailed to invite us to a pool party at their place this Sunday. She's inviting Brenda and Sharon as well" I nodded.
"Works for me, do I need to make anything to bring along?"
"She didn't say, but I'll ask" Natalie busied herself replying to Maura's email, while I started shutting down the laptop, I'd done enough for one night.
"I've asked, so we should know soon" Noting my laptop shutting down she raised an eyebrow. "Had enough?"
"Yeah, it's been a long, busy day and I'm over it for tonight, besides, look at the time" Nat glanced up, it was five to ten.
"Oh, I didn't realise; it's been a long day, not helped by spending two and a half hours in that inter-agency disaster comms meeting this morning. Seriously, if we get the sort of earthquake their talking about, getting people to check their phone for updates to the California Disaster Plan Facebook page and Twitter accounts will be a pretty low order priority, assuming there's still a net connection available" I smiled.
"True, but who was it said that committees become self-perpetuating machines, their main focus being justifying their existence? Someone sitting here as I recall" She nodded.
"I know, I know, but I really didn't think it would be that big a waste of my time, even before this afternoon's bombshell" She looked a little wistful. "Y'know, I wish it was Saturday tomorrow, then we could sleep in" I nodded.
"Tired?"
"A little"
"Me too" I smiled to myself. "Why don't you wrap that up, then we can head inside" She gave me a little sideways glance.
"Are you trying to get me into bed Tsarina? I thought you were tired?" I grinned at her.
"Not that tired"
"Let me finish this article, I really need to sit down with this journalist and educate them on how we actually do business. She's suggesting the LAPD operates like a police state" She paused, her voice taking on a suggestive tone.
"Y'know what I really, really feel like right now?" I looked over at her, deciding to tease her a bit.
"Me?" She rolled her eyes at me, though a little smile broke out.
"That's for later. I was thinking some more of that chocolate chip ice cream we got for last Sunday lunch. It'd be a shame to let it go to waste" I grinned.
"It's about this point I have to remind you how much you hate gym work and how many calories are in that ice cream" She gave me a pretty pout.
"I'm sure you could help me work off some calories. Anyway what are you saying Ana, are you saying I'm getting fat?" I ran my eyes over her.
"I don't know, you might be, I'd have to conduct an inspection to find out" She looked at me through half closed eyes.
"What sort of inspection?"
"A very close, personal, hands-on inspection" She smiled softly at me.
"Mmm, that sounds nice, I'd be up for that" I leaned in for a quick kiss, before she pulled away.
"Go away Tsarina, I'm not doing it on the sofa again when we have a perfectly comfy bed available in the next room, besides the last time I ended up with a sore neck" I snickered.
"Amongst other things…" She laughed.
"Why don't you head to bed, I'm just going to log out and I'll be up in a minute" Her voice changed, getting a little lower. "Don't start without me"
"Nah, why would I do that when I've got you to take care of me?"
"And you love it"
"About as much as you do too"
"Go, I meant it about not doing it on the lounge. Beat it" Laughing I got up, snatching another kiss before traipsing off to bed.
I stripped off, hanging the suit up for dry cleaning and tossing everything else in the laundry basket in the bathroom, before making my way back to bed.
I flipped the sheets off the bed; it was warm enough that we didn't really need them, especially as we normally slept cuddled together, generating more than enough warmth, especially compared to the cool nights back in Seattle. It was another thing I liked about LA; you didn't need to rug up anywhere near as much.
I was starting to get a little impatient, when Natalie appeared in the doorway, wearing absolutely nothing at all.
I ran my eyes up and down her, admiring her all over again. She was beautiful and I still wanted her, as much as I did when we first got together. Back then it was all new and hungry and urgent. Now it was familiar and slow but the hunger was still there.
We'd gone from learning what turned each of us on, to applying that knowledge, we didn't have to wonder if the other person liked something, we'd spent four years finding out what we liked, by which time I'd basically come to the conclusion that if it involved Natalie and I naked then I liked it, a feeling she returned equally.
"So, do I look like I've put weight on?" Her tone was soft and sultry. I pursed my lips, pretending to consider the question.
"I can't tell, not when your all the way over there, you'll have to come closer and let me have a close examination" Smiling Nat wandered over to the dresser and picked up a couple of hair ties, pulling her hair into a high pony tail then putting another one in lower down the tail, causing me to shiver a little.
She hated her hair getting in the way, so she normally tied it up, even though I loved it when she leaned over me and her lovely thick hair cascaded down like a golden curtain blocking out everything except her face. Tying it up meant we weren't getting much sleep, at least not anytime soon.
Walking over to the bed, she slid onto it, kneeling, before pushing me gently onto my back and moving to straddle my hips. I automatically reached out and linked hands with her as she leaned in for a kiss, ending up lying on top of me, my hands pressed back on either side of my head. We just lay there, kissing and feeling for a couple of minutes, there was no need to hurry, we had plenty of time; we just enjoyed having each other so close.
Eventually she ended up lying on me with her head on my shoulder, my hands making meaningless patterns on her back, just happy to be together. It's in these times that we're most open, when we can say anything, no matter how outrageous and get away with it. Sometime we say things to try and shock the other, each knowing it'd never happen but happy to tease the other.
We'd been like this the night that I told her a threesome with us and her younger sister sounded interesting. She'd just laughed and told me that I had enough trouble handling one Dearing, two would kill me. She was right too.
Truth be told, I didn't want her sister, or anyone else, I had perfect lying right here in my arms, why look elsewhere? It was fun to tease though.
A week ago she'd confessed that she found Chief Johnson's voice a total turn on, that she could listen to it all day. If Brenda Leigh turned up the southern accent to 11 and whispered dirty talk into her ear she'd probably just melt; honestly from the way she was talking I'd bet Brenda could have had her come with just her voice, which had been an interesting and extremely hot mental image all of its own.
Nat snuggled deeper into my shoulder and almost purred, she was comfy and didn't want to move. Sometimes she reminds me of a big cat, all sleek and shiny and luxurious. She toyed with my nipple, making me shiver, causing her to smile as she spoke.
"You know, I still can't make up my mind if I want Jane or Maura more. It's frustrating, I'd do either of them in a heartbeat but I can't choose which one first" I smiled softly, we'd been debating this one for a while, idle speculative fantasy, not hard given how beautiful they both are, even if Jane goes out of her way to hide it.
"I'm coming round again, I think it's Maura I'd want first" She lifted her head to look at me.
"Oh, what happened to being taken by Jane over a desk; that was your preference last time?" I shrugged gently, not wanting to dislodge her from my shoulder.
"I decided I'd prefer to see her bending you over and doing you instead, while Maura and I watched" I felt a shiver run though Natalie at the image I'd suggested. Truth be told I made up most of these on the spot to get a reaction, I suspected she did much the same, but as far as we were concerned it was all a piece of harmless foreplay, one we both enjoyed. Natalie kept it going.
"Well, we might get a better look this weekend; a swimsuit doesn't leave much to the imagination"
"And which one are you planning to wear?"
"The white one" I smiled, that was one of my favourites to see her in, it didn't cover all that much.
"Ooh, I like that one" I felt as much as heard her chuckle.
"I know; that's why I'm wearing it" I chuckled at her tone.
"I must have been a good girl then"
"I actually prefer you when you're a bad girl" I laughed at her tone.
"I can be very good, when I want to be" I heard her voice, a low purr.
"And I can be very bad" No sooner had she said it than she leaned over and grazed my nipple with her teeth, causing me to shudder and gasp. "Sorry" she said, not sounding the slightest bit sorry.
"Sure you were, I think I'm going to have to take matters into my own hands"
"Good, it's not fair that I have to do all the work"
I smiled, before levering myself up on one arm, sliding her off me and ending up on our sides as I leaned in for a kiss. We kissed for a while as our hands wandered, touching, tweaking, soothing and teasing, before I slid a little down the bed and took a nipple into my mouth, swirling to tongue around it while I played with the other with my fingers.
I could hear her quiet groan, as her hands buried themselves in my hair, pushing me into her chest. I teased and licked and tongued and sucked the nub until it stood up erect, before moving on to the other, tweaking and toying with the first to keep it nice and hard.
I didn't care how long I was there, as Nat's moans and groans became louder little by little as I moved my mouth from one to the other. Her body was starting to writhe as I pushed her onto her back, using my weight to hold her down. Taking the opportunity, I slid my right hand down her body, teasing over her torso and sliding it lower.
Deciding to be a little cruel, I teased her, my hand sliding down between her thighs, which spread open to welcome me, before sliding them onto her inner thighs, to draw meaningless patterns there, teasingly close to her. I could hear her moans and whimpers as she thrust her hips up, trying to get me closer, but I held off.
Nat must have realised what I was doing, as, with a frustrated groan, she arched herself off the bed and twisted, forcing me off her and onto my back as she slid her legs over me, straddling my thighs as she attacked my breasts, not that I complained.
I could feel the leaking wetness smearing onto my thighs where she rested as she returned the favour, lavishing warm, wet attention to my nipples. I let my head fall back, loving the attention, lost in the pleasure she was giving me.
I felt her shifting above me, before she forced a leg between my thighs, as I thrust my hips up, desperate for the contact, my clit needed the friction, anything to ease the burn.
"Uh uh Tsarina, not yet" I opened my eyes to see Natalie looking at me, her eyes dark and wide, as she paused to swipe her tongue over my nipple, sending a spasm though me.
Slipping off me she moved to the head of the bed, moving around as her face loomed above me upside down, her kisses light on my eyelids and the tip of my nose, before we reached out and kissed, our tongues slipping past one another, duelling playfully as we both hummed in harmony.
Reluctantly pulling away, Nat moved slowly down, as her body loomed over me, allowing me to kiss her chin and reaching out to nibble at her neck, as she did the same. We'd done this so often it didn't matter who was on top, we knew how to make it last, slow and steady, her lush body poised above me, her nipples dragging though my hair and across my face as her lips sought out mine, teasing them into hard points.
I happily returned the favour, my hands running along her sides as I swung between one dangling breast and the other, before taking one between my teeth and tugging gently, causing a moaning groan to emerge from Natalie, before she returned the favour, making me squirm and gasp.
We must have been like that for a couple of minutes, it may have been longer but we were lost in a haze of pleasure, each doing something that the other would mimic, filling the room with moans and groans and gasps which made us more determined to drive the other even further.
Eventually, through tugging gently at Nat's sides, feeling the ribs under the skin, I let her know I wanted her to keep moving, allowing me to move down her torso as she did the same.
I got to run my tongue across her smooth stomach, tasting the slight salty taste of her sweat, mixed with her own very individual taste, before her belly button hove into view, allowing me to circle it with my tongue, before driving it in and out, then latching my mouth across it and sucking gently, as the tongue teased and ticked.
I couldn't do it for long as she was doing the same thing and I couldn't resist the ticklish feelings as well as she could. Eventually I gave in and had to stop as the giggles started.
"Ok, ok, you win, stop, please" I felt her let loose before a low throaty chuckle drifted up from down the other end of my body. She always won that little contest, but we didn't care.
Nat moved further down, her tongue setting my skin on fire as she moved closer and closer to where I so desperately wanted her to be, as I licked and gently nipped at her body as it moved slowly further over me.
In one of those stupid moments you have that you can't explain, every time we did this, I had a flashback to the start of Star Wars, the first time the enemy ship appears above the camera, seemingly endless as it flies past. I had the exact same thought every time she moved above me like this, her body moving so slowly it seemed endless as I gently made love to the length of her as it slid past.
Finally she was poised above me, my arms wrapped around her thighs, her weight resting comfortably on me and her forearms, I could smell her heat, see the wetness waiting for me as I felt her warm breath on my centre. I leaned forward, my tongue flicking gently across her lips, feeling her shiver above me, her weight settling even more on me as she relaxed, her head dipping between my thighs.
Then her tongue dived into me and I shuddered, we'd been building up to this for what seemed like ages, but was probably 20 or 30 minutes, gently raising each other higher and higher, till the anticipation was almost painful.
Giving in to the sensation, I thrust my head forward and latched onto her lips, sucking them gently into my mouth, tasting her, feeling her juice on my cheeks, her spicy scent in my nostrils, I couldn't get enough.
I heard a needy groan, before I felt Natalie using her fingers to gently prise my lips open, exposing me to her greedy, demanding tongue.
I would have writhed in delight, but her weight kept me still, as she drove inside me, swiping up the leaking wetness that had been building for ages, as greedy for me as I was for her.
I let out a long groan as she found my clit, rolling it with the tip of her tongue, as I felt my need ratchet up another notch she pulled away. Natalie knew exactly how to drive me higher without pushing me over the edge; it was a game we'd played so very often, one we both loved.
Unable to resist, I latched onto her lips again, kissing deeply, before sliding my tongue inside, seeking entry as far as I could thrust. I kissed and gently sucked at her labia, trying to tease and taste ever part of her, gently teasing and licking and kissing, slow and gently, trying to build her up slowly, not rushing it.
I felt my own need growing, as Nat's tongue slowly swiped over my clitoris again, gently but firmly, I swear I was so sensitive I could feel every pore on the surface of her tongue. I had to let go as my head fell back and I moaned, unable to concentrate on anything beyond the flash of heat that raced through me.
Nat backed away from my clit and returned to licking and sucking my labia, easing me back down again, allowing me to regain my senses and return to her. I reached out and pulled her lips back, opening her to me, letting my eyes run over her, seeing her clit standing proudly out of its hood, I couldn't resist and slowly, gently started licking her clit.
At the first touch she shivered, a low moan coming from her, I could feel her panting as her chest worked against my stomach where it rested. I repeated the stroke with my tongue, slowly and gently, again and again, the rhythm working her higher but not too fast, despite the low moans and groans I could hear.
I was feeling a little smug, I was pushing her higher, I was going to get her to come gently, have it wash over her and leave her happy and drained and warm, I didn't care if I didn't come, besides, it would just make her twice as determined next time to be sure it was me first.
That was, until her first finger gently slid inside, while she mimicked my own slow strokes. The double sensation drags a shuddering moan from me as she slides the finger in and out, the combination of stimulation and penetration driving me wild.
I couldn't hold back, I reached up and slid a single finger inside, hearing her gasp as I mirrored her own movements, pumping in and out gently as our tongues gently stroked over our clits.
How long we were like that I have no idea, lost in an increasing haze of lust and need, I lost all track of time, all that mattered was feeling the shakes and shudders and trembles rumbling though the body lying on mine, hearing gasps and moans and groans and pants as Nat began to lose control.
I was feeling my own control start to loosen under her onslaught, as a second finger joined the first, sawing and twisting gently inside me, her tongue working over my clit and lips gently, dragging moans and curses from me, as I begged, I pleaded for her to not stop, to never stop, to keep going forever.
I was close, very close when I felt a delicate fingernail tease the skin between my pussy and ass, gently teasing the sensitive skin, before it started teasing in and around the edge of the tight anal ring. The nerves there were on fire from the teasing, scratching tip of her nail, as my mind reeled from the sensory overload.
Realising I was getting close I latched onto her clit, sucking gently, them more and more insistently, as I slid the index fingers of each hand into her, twisting them separately and together, opening her, pulling gently one way then the other, stretching her gently, trying to overwhelm her with sensations.
Nat redoubled her efforts, as I felt my control let go the last thing I remembered was hearing a shuddering scream rip from me as I came, my body shaking and shuddering as I blacked out for a moment, overwhelmed by the rush and left trembling and weak.
When I came back I realised that she was still close, still panting, so marshalling my strength I slid my fingers back inside her gently, using both hands, the index fingers sliding and twisting in and out, the thumbs brushing and teasing her clit, rubbing harder as she stiffened, as I heard her panting speed up, faster and faster, moans and cries, calling my name over and over.
"Come for me love, come for me, I want you to come" I begged her to let go and come, as I caught her clit between my thumbs, before attacking the very tip with my tongue, then sucking it all the way into my mouth, fingers sawing in and out faster and faster as she moaned, before she stiffened, her voice wild and strained as she gave a loud groan, before collapsing on me, a dead weight as she twitched and spasmed and trembled.
I felt her weight on me and loved it, as she slowly recovered, too wrecked to move.
Finally Nat rolled off me, before she crawled around and snuggled up close.
"God that was a good one" I smiled.
"Yes it was" I leant in and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips, plus the taste of her, as the juices we'd been greedily licking and sucking mingled in a kiss.
I don't know how long we lay there, slowly drifting off, when Natalie slowly yawned.
"That must have been good, I'm exhausted" I gave a gentle laugh, seeing the clock behind her.
"It might have something to do with the fact that it's almost midnight" She just smiled softly.
"Can you turn the light off?" I laughed softly as I disentangled myself from her embrace.
"Why am I getting up anyway? If you wanted it off you could have done it yourself" I could see her smile as I plunged the room into darkness, setting the alarm before rolling back into bed.
"Because I'm doing something important"
"Oh, and what might that be?"
"Loving you, now come here and give me a cuddle" I scooted over and snuggled up against her back, spooning happily.
"I'd be an idiot to knock that back, if I do say so myself"
"Stop saying anything and let me get to sleep"
"Good night Blondie, I love you" I placed a kiss against her neck, getting a gentle, happy hum in reply.
"I love you too Tsarina" She pulled my hand up from her stomach to her lips and kissed it gently. "I love you lots"
Pulling her in closer, I smiled.
No, I didn't, I couldn't want anyone else, I had perfect right here in my arms and she made me complete.