A/N 1: I feel like I may be rushing this, so I hope I haven't overlooked anything. I just feel like this follow up is needed. Chuck and Sarah had their big date and night of passion on Saturday. Now we look in on their Sunday. I am posting this on a Sunday, so you can spend yours with them. I hope the last chapter was well received. So far, the last arc has been Charahish. This new arc is full on Charah.

Just to assure some readers, there is no Charah angst in their future. No one is going to be kidnapped or shot by Shaw, Quinn, or anyone. Casey and Sarah have both been blown up once, no need for more punishment. Now it is time for fluffiness, and I hope that this delivers. FYI I use a short string of o's, to indicate a short break in time. The long strings of o's indicate a big break in time. All of this chapter takes place over the course of one day.

A/N 2: Don't own Chuck. Good luck Zack!

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Sunday morning.

Sarah wasn't sure when she became conscious, because even conscious, she felt like she was in a dreamlike state. Completely relaxed, completely comfortable, completely satiated. For years she had learned how to suppress her feelings, to the point that she was numb. Before Russia. Then, over the past couple of months she had opened herself up to feeling, to sensation and was learning to enjoy all that it entails. But now she is overwhelmed by sensation. She lays and just revels in the sensations in her arms, legs, and middle. Oh, especially in her middle. She notices that her cheeks are slightly hurting, from the huge smile on her face.

She becomes more aware of her surroundings beyond herself, and breaths in His scent. With her face nuzzled into his neck, she breathes in a mix of sandalwood and his own unique musk. One arm is thrown across his chest, her fingers and hand tickled by the hairs on his chest, the corresponding leg thrown across and between his legs, and the full length of her body, pressed up against his side, is comfortably warm, especially her feet, which are tangled up with his.

Contentment. She realizes that this is the feeling of contentment. It's like a handful of times she remembers, when she was a child and would wake up from an afternoon nap, where she was lying in the sun. It was such a warm and cozy feeling, she recalls. And she can't remember the last time she felt this way. And with that realization, comes a bigger one. The knot in her stomach was gone. As long as she could remember, there was always an anxiety created knot in her stomach. Well, really it began when she realized what her father was up to. And it built when she realized what could happen to him because of what he was doing. And, it was her most reliable partner, the entirety of her career with the CIA. And now it is gone. She thinks, He truly is good for what ails me, and starts giggling at the thought.

"Can that be my alarm for the rest of my life?" Chuck softly asks, as he turns to face her, reaching out with his arm and pulling himself close.

Sarah catches her breath at the thought, then slowly releases it with a smile. "Sounds good to me."

Chuck can't remember what he was dreaming, but he knows it can't be any better than what happened last night, and what was going to happen today, and with luck, for decades to come. Sarah is with me! I am with Sarah! We're together! It's finally happening! The realization coming to him, simultaneously with his consciousness. The feel of her body pressing against him, the scent of her, and the sound of her giggle that pulled him fully awake, are all felt at once and the sensory stimulation is electric. He has never felt so alive. He has never felt so happy. Hearing her response, with the love and commitment it represented made him feel like he was vibrating.

Chuck rolls on his back and pulls her on top of himself. He moves his hands from her sides, up her arms, lifting hers with his, until they are extended over their heads, hands joined and fingers entwined. He looks deeply into her azure eyes, trying to connect with her innermost being, while opening his own soul to hers, via his own honey brown orbs. Chuck arches his head up and lightly bites her chin, offering up a soft growl. Sarah grins, her eyes shining, and lowers her head so the can rub noses, then she moves her head down, to lightly bite him on the corner of his jawbone. She offers up her own soft growl.

Chuck laughs and Sarah can't help joining him. She leans down for a quick kiss, then repositions herself so she is straddling him. Watching Chuck's gaze slide down her body and linger on her chest in appreciation, heats her core, knowing his desire went beyond the surface. She understands this because it mirrors her own feelings toward Chuck.

Sarah releases Chuck's hands, so hers are free to run up his arms, over and across his broad shoulders, and onto his chest. Last night she had been worshiped by him, and she wanted her own time to worship him, in kind. So, she took her time to visually and physically caress his arms, chest and abdomen.

Meanwhile, Chuck was slowly and softly running his palms up and down her sides, and back and forth over her belly.

She can't get enough of him. He may be enjoying the sensation of her hands rubbing across his body, but for her, it is feeding a need inside of her that she had never known existed.

He reaches his hand out, so she offers hers, which he pulls to his mouth and kisses. "My Love," follows from his lips.

Sarah uses that hand to pull herself down to him, laying her body fully on top of him. She looks deeply in his eyes and affirms, "My Love." She then passionately fuses her lips to his, joining her energy with his, communicating things that words just can't.

Sarah pulls away to catch her breath, and Chuck basks in the glory of Sarah's love. It's crazy how energized and alive I feel. And, how overwhelmed I feel, finally having Sarah in my arms. It's like my mind can't fully grasp that this is real. It's like my brain hasn't accepted that this is happening, and my body is still fluttering in anticipation. But, this is real. Sarah is all in and I can give her all of me.

Chuck is brought back to the moment, by the sensation of Sarah, kissing his right ear, as she whispers, "Charles." Then she moves to his left ear, kissing it and whispering "Chuck."

Moving to his lips, she gives him a quick peck, while holding his gaze, and she whispers. "My Love." Sarah then proceeds to kiss his neck, collar bone and all over his chest and abdomen, as her hands explore and rub in advance of her lips. When she finally has him in hand, and she is kissing his belly button, she pauses and looks up to capture his eyes, with hers. She clearly states, "My Love." and proceeds to pleasure him, just like he had pleasured her the night before.

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Chuck's stomach rumbling, pulls them out of their blissful stupor, prompting an apology from him and a giggle from Sarah. "I don't want to let you go, but I want you to keep your energy up.", she says with a flirty wiggle of her eyebrows.

"Well, I don't want to die, but I gotta say, 'What a way to go!'" Chuck teases back, with a laugh.

Sarah slaps his chest and assures him, "Not gonna happen. I plan on keeping you around for many, many years. So let's go get my man fed."

She rolls off of him and the bed, and walks over to their scattered clothes. She tosses Chuck his slacks, and she puts on his button up from the night before, which just covers her enough, as long as she doesn't reach or bend. Which is exactly what she did, after leading him by the hand, to the kitchen. Fully understanding the effect she was having on him, she led him to a chair, then proceeded to gather up some breakfast items. She leaned forward, to examine and select a couple of apples, from the fruit bowl on the counter, tossing them over her shoulder towards him. She turns to wink and laugh at him, seeing that he had managed to catch both apples, his eyes and mouth both open wide, in surprise. Sarah then saunters over to the cabinets, opening them and reaching up, on her tiptoes, for a box of granola bars, her actions causing the bottom of the shirt to raise up over her hips. She turns to him, smirking and tosses the granola bars. Chuck easily catches them, shakes his head and laughs, the love in his eyes unmistakable. Sarah then walks to the refrigerator, opens the door and bends over, at the waist, to gather up some berries and cheese.

Behind her, she hears Chuck growl, and suddenly he sweeps her off her feet and hip bumps the refrigerator door closed. Sarah grasps the food to her chest, as she throws her head back in a hearty laugh. Chuck rapidly carries her to his bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him.

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Eventually, they turn their attention back to food, Chuck having retrieved the apples and granola bars. As they feed each other, they make light conversation. Chuck asks, "Favorite Food?" Sarah thinks for a little while and says, "Probably Sushi. I am not a fan of Wasabi, but it always seemed kind of exotic to me. Dad and I ate so much fast food, and so much greasy food, that Sushi was a light and pleasant, if infrequent, alternative." She smiles at him, and adds. "Although now, it might be whatever Ellie is cooking."

Chuck laughs, "No argument there. My favorite food is Ellie's pot roast. It is so good, and it just feels like home to me."

They finish eating, and when Chuck steps away to clean up, Sarah realizes she misses his touch. She literally is feeling a loss of something, when she is not in contact with him. What is happening to me? It's like I have been in the desert, he is my water, and I can't get my fill. Now that we are together, I greedily want all of him, all of the time.

When he returns, she pulls him onto the bed with her, and immediately snuggles into his side. Chuck wraps her in his arms, thinking, This is really real. This is happening. Maybe telling Ellie that Sarah and I are together, will make it seem real to me. My God, she is amazing. Now in her favorite position, she softly tells him, "My Love." Chuck glows, hearing that, and softly responds, "Always and Forever." Entwined they drift off for a much needed nap.

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They awaken, spooned, Sarah having turned on her side, in her sleep, and Chuck had snuggled up behind her. Their hands entwined, they take time to relish that simple connection, their fingers stroking and caressing the other's. Eventually Sarah turns her head, catching his eyes with hers, bonding and sharing their feelings, wordlessly. Chuck leans in and captures her lips, moving so he can fully embrace her. Their kisses are slow and unrushed, their pent up, desperate passion, already relieved. They have time, an entire future ahead of them to be enjoyed. As they kiss, their hands caress and explore the other, discovering and memorizing pleasure points. The next few hours are filled with exploration and love, unhurriedly culminating in a mutual release.

They lay entwined and talking. "Warm weather or Cold?" Chuck asks, stroking Sarah's hair. He is on his back with his right arm under her neck, while she laid half on top of him, with a leg tucked between his.

"Definitely warm. I definitely feel like a Southern California girl." She answers.

'Well that is perfect since I am a Southern California guy.", he laughs.

Sarah adds, "Although I do enjoy visiting the snow. The crispness of the air holds some appeal. I learned the basics of skiing for my training, so that can be fun."

Chuck chuckles, "Well I managed to learn to not fall down on a skateboard and a surfboard. So, I suppose I could give snowboarding a try. Maybe a mountain vacation is in our future."

After a pause he mentions, "You know I am a fan of Paris, and I hope we can find a way to create some new, positive memories there. So that is my ideal vacation destination. What is yours?"

"Hmm, you are asking me questions that I don't know that I have the answer to. So, right now, what comes to mind is Yosemite. I remember that on one road trip, with my Dad, we passed by the edge of it. I was starting to become discontented with our situation, and it seemed like someplace I could escape to. Obviously I never did, but it still is someplace I feel like I could go and just relax for a while."

"Mmm, that does sound good. We should definitely go spend a week or two there, sometime."

Sarah let her mind drift, imagining the serenity that surely would be found in his arms, in that scenic place.

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After a shared bath, feeling completely relaxed, their stomachs made their needs known. They aren't ready to leave their bubble, so they stage a covert mission to the kitchen, to grab some bread and whatever meats and cheeses were left in the fridge. On their way back to Chuck's room, they hear Casey or Carina in the other room, which startle them into quickly skittering back to his room. Their nervous giggles turn into full laughter, as Chuck closes his bedroom door and their tension is released. Another mission successfully accomplished.

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Well that was years in coming, Chuck thought nuzzling Sarah's neck, in post coital bliss, as Arcade Fire's 1st album, finished playing over his bluetooth speakers.

Auditory Aphrodisiac? I guess, but it's not like I need an aphrodisiac with Chuck. He could put on dogs barking and I would be all over him. Sarah grinned to herself. Why the hell did I deny myself this? Good riddance CIA and goodbye Agent Walker. Whether I am Sarah or Samira, I will be a Bartowski in the future. Excitedly shivering at the thought, she snuggles into Chuck, joining him in blissful reverie.

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Anything other than cereal would require actually dealing with another person, so they polished off a box of Cheerios and the last of the milk, for dinner. Casey and Carina could go out if they got hungry.

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Chuck proved that last night wasn't a one off, as he spent the afternoon worshiping Sarah's body, in a repeat performance. Sarah still can't believe that he is real, and can make her feel so wonderful. And even more amazing to her, is that he seems to get as much enjoyment pleasuring her, as she does being pleasured. She needs to mark this date in time, because she was never going to be the same. She had first opened herself up to herself, allowing herself to truly feel and be the person she truly was at her core. Now she had finally opened herself up to Chuck and she couldn't be happier. She felt liberated, fulfilled, contented, and loved, beyond anything she had imagined was possible. She couldn't wait to see what tomorrow would bring, because odds are, with Chuck by her side, it is going to be good.

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"So, what is your favorite thing to do?" Chuck inquires, loving the opportunity to just hold Sarah in his arms and learn more about her.

In light of their recent activity, Sarah looks up at him with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk.

Chuck realizes what he said, prompting his own chuckle, "Okay. Other than this."

"Flying." She answers, without hesitation. "Flying is freedom. I feel liberated from all the problems on the ground and anything is possible. Definitely flying."

"Yeah, I can see that. And by the way, I think that is super sexy." He emphasized his point with a quick kiss to her lips.

"Okay, it really is this." She concedes, smirking, returning his kiss, with more vigor.

Smiling into the kiss, he pulls the sheets over their heads, wraps her up in his arms, and agrees, "Definitely this."

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They were pleasantly tired, having spent the day in each other's arms, repeatedly engaged in passionate, strenuous activity, so Chuck suggests they watch a movie to finish off their night.

So, they end their evening lost in the story of Wesley and Princess Buttercup. Sarah saw a love that just might match theirs, and was assured that what they have isn't "To Blave".

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A/N 3: "Love is in the air. Everywhere I look around. Do do do do." I think they are enjoying the end of their voluntary (grumble, grumble) celibacy. I think Chuck is giddy, finally getting something he has dreamed of. While I think for Sarah it is transformative. She didn't imagine something like this was possible, so this is causing a reorientation of her world view. She is beyond giddy, overwhelmed by all the emotions and sensations that she has opened herself up to finally feeling and experiencing.

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