Andrea/Sharon (4)

Expectations

Andrea wasn't expecting to end up in Sharon's bed, looking into Sharon's glazed eyes as her fingers curved inside her, slowly penetrating her as Sharon whispered softly to her.

A few months ago when she realized the attraction to the Captain, Andrea didn't expect that Sharon was dealing with the same realizations.

Andrea wasn't expecting Sharon to start to fall apart so quickly, but she was. Her breath was rushing, her eyes were fighting to stay open, her hips were rolling up faster, and she was clenching tightly around her fingers.

Sharon moaned and pulled Andrea to her mouth, sloppily kissing her as Andrea's palm rubbed up and down against her clit, her fingers buried inside her. Andrea hadn't expected the way Sharon's nails dug into her neck as her legs wrapped around her, her body convulsing and arching as she climaxed.

When she was lying against Sharon's back, Sharon's hand clasped with hers as their arms rested over her stomach, she wasn't expecting to fall asleep so soon.

But she enjoyed it all.

First Morning After

Sharon opened her eyes, yawning as she looked to either side of her, finding that she was alone. For a moment she thought she had imagined the night before – the soft kisses, the slow touches, the way the beautiful DDA had made love to her and then held her as they fell asleep. But at the delicious smell of pancakes and bacon, Sharon knew Andrea was in the kitchen.

Sharon got up, getting a shirt to throw on before she went down the hall to the kitchen. She stopped at the entryway, smiling as she looked over Andrea from behind. Those legs she knew to be sinfully smooth were bare and she had on the button down shirt she was wearing the day before. Sharon licked her lips as she let the flashes of their first night together go through her mind quickly.

"You look good in my kitchen," Sharon told her with a smirk on her lips as Andrea looked over her shoulder, a guilty expression in her eyes.

"You're not supposed to be up yet," she told her, plating the last of the breakfast. "I can't bring you breakfast in bed if you aren't there."

Sharon hummed, nodding her head. "No, you can't."

Andrea smiled, turning around fully. She waved her back to the bed. "Go on. I'll be there in a few minutes."

Sharon took a step back, flashing her a smile as she raised her hands in a defensive manner. "I'm going. See?"

Andrea laughed softly and turned back around and poured them some coffee. She took the tray and went down the hall to Sharon's bedroom, unable to hide the smile when she saw the joy in those green eyes. Andrea always thought Sharon was beautiful, but with her hair a mess, wearing a t-shirt, and a happy grin on her lips, Andrea thought she was breathtaking. She put the tray down on the bed, taking the coffees off before climbing in.

"It smells amazing," Sharon complimented.

"Thanks. Breakfast food is the only thing I really know how to cook," she admitted.

"You know what? Breakfast just happens to be my favorite meal."

Andrea smiled. "We're a match made in Heaven, huh?" she joked.

Sharon laughed and turned so she was facing her. "If there's hope for more breakfasts in bed, then I think there's hope."

"Sounds like quite the plan," she said before leaning in and capturing her lips in a tender kiss.

Snow

Andrea came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a warm robe. Sharon was still asleep, curled around a pillow. Andrea smiled because not too long it had been her she was curled around. Andrea let her hair down from the clip that had been keeping it up and out of the way as she showered. She walked over to the window and opened the curtains. Her eyes easily brightened when she saw the fluffy snow blanketing the ground outside of the cabin.

She was like a kid when it came to snow. She missed it terribly and she found herself excited whenever she got the chance to enjoy it. She climbed on the bed, nudging Sharon on her side. Sharon groaned and swatted her hand away. Andrea sighed and went with a different tactic. She moved Sharon's hair to the side and kissed Sharon's neck, jaw and then her lips. She felt Sharon's lips soon moving against hers, a soft groaning sound coming from her girlfriend's throat. She pulled away, watching Sharon's tired eyes blink open.

"Andrea," Sharon complained.

Andrea smiled apologetically. "Look out the window! It's snowing!"

Sharon didn't even turn her head to look. She was too amused by the excitement in Andrea's eyes. "I haven't seen someone this excited about snow since my kids saw it for the first time."

Andrea blushed. "It's beautiful and I've always loved the snow. Since moving to Los Angeles, I haven't been to a state that gets snow like this."

Sharon hummed and squeezed Andrea's thigh. "We have five days up here, we'll get to enjoy the snow."

Andrea nodded and leaned down to press a kiss to Sharon's lips. "I'm sorry for waking you," she said as she pulled back.

Sharon turned so she was on her side, and finally she looked over her shoulder to see the snow. "You know what, I'm not really that tired." She sat up, the sheet pooling around her waist. "Let me take a shower and then we can go for a walk. How's that sound?"

"Perfect," Andrea smiled. She could already sense how much fun they were going to have on their vacation.

Make Me Forget

The captain and the DDA were at Sharon's condo while Rusty was at a friend's house. Before Sharon's transfer into Major Crimes they didn't need to work around so many obstacles. Then again, Sharon didn't need this emotional cleansing as often. It was to make her forget the smell of death, the faces that would try to permanently etch themselves into her brain, and the horrible feelings that tended to follow when facing murders and other criminals for a living. Andrea knew what it was like. That's how it started. It was for the mental cleansing that they could provide one another.

Sharon didn't ask if Andrea wanted something to drink. Andrea hadn't asked if she wanted to stop for dinner. They knew what the night was about. Andrea had been working the case with Sharon, and from the moment she saw her, those green eyes fixed on the whiteboard and her hands on her hips, she knew that Sharon needed from her the same thing she needed herself. Some cases weren't as bad as others. But when the cases got tough, there was really only one thing that could momentarily make you forget. And that one thing was something they found in each other.

It was rushed at first, and neither of them had even been ready. But how could you manage to get aroused when you were still thinking of the murder victims? It wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling when Andrea's thigh started to grind against Sharon's center, but Sharon pushed down harder, reciprocating the gesture as she started unbuttoning Andrea's shirt. Button after button was undone as Andrea's chest rose faster and faster, her heart rate picking up with their clumsy rhythm.

Andrea's shirt fell off and then her camisole was pulled off, landing on the floor when Sharon tossed it hurriedly. Andrea reached behind her and unclasped her bra, her eyes still locked on Sharon's. Sharon tried to smile at her, but it didn't meet her eyes; it hardly formed on her lips. Andrea didn't care. She smiled back at her and leaned down, bringing their mouths together for a kiss as Sharon rolled them over. Their lips slid against each other, too fast and too desperate, but it had been too long since the last time they were able to do this.

Andrea broke the kiss when she pulled the shirt off Sharon's head that she had been wearing beneath her blazer. Sharon's auburn hair tumbled down to the side, the light from the lamp making the various reds stand out. Andrea slid her hand into her hair and pulled her back to her mouth, kissing her as her other hand slid up Sharon's back to unclasp her bra.

Andrea hummed into Sharon's mouth when the older woman's tongue caressed her own, slow and deliberate. The rest of their bodies seemed to come to a halt as their tongues and lips connected. Andrea's heart was racing as Sharon pulled back a little, her tongue coming out of her mouth to trace the curve of her lip. She groaned and opened her eyes, already finding Sharon looking at her. Andrea licked her lips and lifted her head a little so her lips were on Sharon's. Soft brushes of their lips made her heart flutter and her hands slide against Sharon's body; one hand grabbed her ass and the other was on the back of her neck. She could get lost in Sharon's kisses alone, but Sharon's hand on the button of her pants showed her what she needed.

The rest of their clothes were removed, thrown carelessly to spots on the bed and the floor. Andrea took control again once Sharon was back on her back. She pinned Sharon's hands above her head with one hand and smoothed the other one down Sharon's body until she was at the warm spot between her legs. Sharon sighed and slowly arched into her touch, her eyes pleading for what Andrea had no intention denying. Andrea leaned down and kissed her, slow and soft, her tongue pressing between Sharon's mouth until she opened her mouth and let their tongues caress one another.

Andrea ran her hand up and down Sharon's center, getting her ready for her. She was wet, but still not enough. One finger pressed against her entrance and she circled until Sharon's hips bucked so quickly that her finger slipped right into her. She was warm and soft, velvety smooth. Andrea groaned into Sharon's mouth and curved her finger up like a hook and slowly caressed her. It was just a little, getting her ready for what she knew she really needed. And Sharon took what she could get.

One finger became two, and as Sharon became more desperate, two fingers became three. The bed was rocking back and forth and Sharon's walls were squeezing around her fingers. It hadn't taken nearly as long as she thought it would for them to reach this point. She'd let Sharon's hands free and the other was now all over her, caressing and scratching. It was the perfect mix of pleasure and pain, rough and smooth.

Andrea's fingers moved in and out as Sharon pleaded for more. She was close and Andrea wanted nothing more than to be the reason she fell apart. She ducked her head and started to suck on the side of her neck again, hard enough to make Sharon rock faster and curse in her ear, but not hard enough to leave a mark. Her fingers pushed in faster, the tips of them brushing that spot that made Sharon's walls tighten around her. Andrea gave her more of everything when she whispered how close she was and how much she needed this. Andrea knew already, though.

Sharon cursed and arched, her toes curling and her breath ragged. She was going to come. She could feel it in every nerve of her body. With each wave of pleasure she was able to erase another unpleasant memory or thought from work. When she called out Andrea's name, a gasp following as she quaked and released, she was letting go of everything. All that mattered was the pleasure she was receiving and the woman who was finally making her forget.