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THIRD WARNING: (somewhat) SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT.
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A/N: I don't want to change the rating of the whole story to M, even though this chapter is definitely within the boundaries of the M rating. I think this might be one of the few (if the only) chapter(s) where I write this kind of stuff, so don't worry.
A/N2: This chapter simply contains what happens in Sarah's hotel room, it's not necessary for the big picture, really, so if you want to skip it, you can.
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Sarah locked the door behind them, her eyes meeting Chuck's in a way that sent a shiver down his spine. There was something raw and unspoken between them now, a desire that had been building for months. Without saying a word, she slowly unzipped her leather jacket, letting it slide off her shoulders and drop to the floor.
Chuck swallowed hard, his heart racing. "So... working on our cover?" he asked, his voice betraying his nerves.
Sarah smiled softly, walking towards him with slow, deliberate steps. "I think we've done enough 'work' for one night," she said, her voice low and inviting.
Chuck felt his breath hitch as Sarah closed the gap between them. Her hand came up to rest on his chest, her fingers lightly tracing the lines of his shirt. Chuck stood frozen, unsure of what to do next, though every part of him wanted to touch her, to close the space between them entirely.
"Sarah..." he whispered, but before he could say anything else, Sarah leaned in and kissed him - soft at first, testing, but when Chuck responded, the kiss deepened, quickly growing more heated. Chuck's hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as his mind swirled with the reality of what was happening.
Sarah's hands roamed up his chest, pushing his jacket off in one smooth motion before her fingers found the hem of his shirt, tugging it upward. Chuck broke the kiss just long enough to let her pull it over his head, his skin already burning with the heat of their embrace.
They stumbled back toward the bed, lips never parting, Sarah's body pressed against his in a way that made it impossible to think clearly. Chuck felt the soft edge of the bed behind his knees, and in a swift motion, Sarah pushed him back onto it, climbing onto his lap. Her hands slid up his chest again, but this time, there was no hesitation.
"I can't even- describe- how long I've waited to do this," Sarah whispered against his lips, her voice breathless but full of conviction. "So many nights I'd go to sleep dreaming of it."
Chuck could hardly form words. The weight of everything they'd been through - every close call, every unspoken feeling - now felt so clear, so tangible. He looked up at her, his hands moving instinctively to her hips as his thumbs grazed the exposed skin beneath her shirt.
"I love you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "So much."
"I love you too, Chuck Bartowski," Sarah smiled down at him, the warmth in her eyes soaking him. Then, with one swift movement, she kissed him again - deeper, hungrier this time - her hands already working to remove the rest of their clothes.
Her lips parted in awe as his trousers and boxers fell away completely, and she was left staring at him, fully exposed. Her eyes widened, a rush of heat spreading through her body as she took in his size. He was larger than she had ever imagined - larger than anyone she'd been with before. Her pulse quickened at the sight, her mind racing with thoughts she hadn't expected.
'Oh my God...' she thought, her breath catching as she reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing against him. 'He's... huge.'
A mixture of desire and nervousness swirled in her chest as she wrapped her hand around him, feeling his warmth, his hardness. She swallowed hard, biting her lip as she stared down at him, a brief flicker of uncertainty crossing her mind.
'Can I even take him?'
Sarah paused for a moment, lifting her head to meet his gaze. Her blue eyes were filled with a mixture of affection and hunger, her lips slightly parted as she caught her breath.
Chuck didn't think such beauty existed - that it was all myth and legend. But looking at Sarah's naked form, he realised that Aphrodite had NOTHING on Sarah. Sarah was the most beautiful woman ever to exist, he was sure of it.
'How did I get so lucky?' Chuck marveled. He couldn't believe that the strong, fearless woman who had protected him for so long was now here, with him, choosing to share this moment. 'She's everything,' he thought, his heart swelling with a mix of affection and admiration. 'And she's here with me.'
There was a vulnerability in her expression that Chuck hadn't seen before, something beyond the confident, tough spy exterior she usually showed. This was Sarah - completely open, completely his in that moment.
"Are you sure?" Sarah whispered, her voice barely above a breath. The question hung in the air, filled with a kind of tenderness Chuck loved.
Chuck nodded, his heart swelling at the thought that this wasn't just about physical desire for either of them - it was about everything they had been holding back, everything they had fought to protect. "I've never been more sure of anything," he whispered back, brushing his thumb over her cheek.
Sarah kissed him again, harder this time, her hands sliding down his body with an urgency that made his pulse quicken. He could feel her trembling slightly, but there was no hesitation as she guided him onto his back and positioned herself above him.
Chuck's hands roamed her body, tracing the lines of her back, her sides, as she moved against him. Her skin was smooth under his fingertips, and every touch felt like it deepened the connection between them. He could feel the heat building between them, the intensity of their emotions mingling with their physical closeness.
As they shifted together, the last of their clothes discarded, Chuck felt a surge of anticipation, followed by a flood of warmth as Sarah finally lowered herself onto him. The sensation was overwhelming, the closeness, the intimacy. For a moment, neither of them moved, both of them taking in the weight of what was happening, the way their bodies fit together so perfectly, as if they had always been meant for this.
Sarah gasped softly, her hands bracing against Chuck's chest as she started to move, slow at first, their eyes locked. Chuck's breath caught in his throat, the feel of her surrounding him sending waves of pleasure through his body. His hands slid up her thighs, then around to her waist, helping guide her movements as they found a rhythm together.
Every touch, every sound was magnified in the quiet room, the air thick with the scent of skin and the sound of their ragged breathing. Sarah's head tilted back slightly, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders as she moved faster, her lips parting with a soft moan. The sight of her like that - completely lost in the moment, in him - sent Chuck's heart racing even more.
He tightened his grip on her hips, urging her to move faster, and she responded with a low, breathy sound that sent shivers down his spine. They moved together in perfect sync, their bodies aligning in a way that felt both effortless and intensely intimate. Chuck could feel the tension building inside him, the heat coiling tighter with every thrust, every roll of Sarah's hips.
"Chuck..." Sarah whispered, her voice strained with pleasure as she leaned down, her lips brushing his ear. "I..."
Whatever she was going to say was lost in the moment, as her movements grew more frantic, her breath coming in short gasps. Chuck could feel her muscles tense around him, her body trembling as she reached her peak, her soft cries filling the room, "Ch- Chu- CHUUUCK!" The sight, the sound, the feel of her climaxing around him sent Chuck over the edge, his own release following closely behind hers in a powerful rush that left him breathless.
Sarah slumped forward, falling on top of Chuck as she felt him filling her completely. For a long moment, they stayed like that, their bodies intertwined, hearts racing in sync as they came down from the high of their shared climax. Chuck's hands gently caressed Sarah's back as she lay against him, her head resting on his chest, her breath still coming in soft, uneven gasps.
Chuck lay beneath Sarah, his body still humming with the aftershocks of their shared pleasure. His heart swelled as he gazed up at her, her flushed skin glowing in the dim light, her blonde hair falling in soft waves around her face. But even as the waves of his own release ebbed, he couldn't help but feel there was more he wanted to give her. He wanted this night - this moment - to be about her. He wanted her to feel cherished, worshipped, in the way he had always secretly dreamed of doing.
Gently, Chuck shifted, his hands sliding up Sarah's back, and with a tender smile, he rolled her over onto her back, taking a moment to look down at her. Her eyes widened in surprise, but there was a glimmer of curiosity, desire, and trust in her gaze. She was used to being in control, used to holding back, but Chuck was determined to show her what it felt like to let go, to just feel, without worrying about anything else.
"Chuck...?" Sarah murmured, her voice still breathless, but there was a note of vulnerability in it - like she wasn't quite sure what was coming next.
He smiled softly, leaning down to press a feather-light kiss against her lips. "I want to focus on you," he whispered, his voice low and filled with sincerity. His hand brushed across her cheek, his thumb grazing the soft skin beneath her eye before he kissed her again, more slowly this time, more purposefully. "Let me."
Sarah's lips parted, and she gave a soft, wordless sigh as Chuck's mouth moved from her lips to her neck, kissing her with the same tenderness that he had always felt for her but hadn't been able to express until now. Her hands moved instinctively to his shoulders, gripping them lightly, but Chuck could feel the subtle way her body was beginning to relax, her defenses slowly lowering in response to his gentle touch.
His lips traveled down the smooth column of her throat, pausing to suck gently at the sensitive spot just below her ear. The soft sound that escaped her lips made his heart race. Chuck smiled against her skin, knowing that he was already starting to unravel her.
Sarah arched slightly beneath him as Chuck continued his slow descent, kissing along her collarbone, his hands wandering to explore the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin. He felt her breath quicken, her fingers digging into his shoulders in a silent plea for more, but Chuck wasn't in any rush. Tonight was about savoring every inch of her, making her feel every touch, every kiss.
As his lips moved lower, he gently kissed the swell of her breasts, his hand following the path of his mouth, cupping her gently as his lips closed around her nipple. He felt her gasp, her body arching into his touch as her fingers tangled in his hair. Chuck's tongue flicked over the sensitive bud, teasing it, feeling her body respond to every small movement he made.
He could tell she was trying to hold back, trying to maintain some level of control, but the tension in her body told him that she was close to losing it. That only encouraged him further. His other hand slid down her body, trailing over the smooth skin of her stomach before slipping between her thighs.
Sarah's breath hitched as Chuck's fingers found her, moving gently at first, exploring her with a tender, almost reverent touch. She was warm and wet beneath his fingers, her body already trembling with need. Chuck's heart swelled as he felt her respond, her hips lifting slightly, pressing herself against his hand in a silent plea for more.
"You don't have to hold back," Chuck whispered against her skin, his voice soft but filled with an intensity that surprised even him. "I want this to be all about you."
Sarah's eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, their gazes locked. There was something raw and open in her expression, something that made Chuck's heart ache with the weight of it.
"I trust you," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but the words carried more weight than anything she had ever said to him before.
Chuck's heart skipped a beat at her admission, and without a word, he leaned down and kissed her again, his fingers continuing their slow, deliberate movements, exploring her in ways that made her gasp and writhe beneath him. He could feel her body responding, the tension building with each soft stroke, each flick of his fingers, but he kept the pace slow, teasing, wanting to draw out her pleasure as long as possible.
Sarah's breath came in shallow pants, her fingers clutching at the sheets as her hips moved against his hand, her body silently begging for more. Chuck obliged, increasing the pressure slightly, his fingers sliding deeper, finding the spot that made her cry out softly, her body arching off the bed in response.
"Chuck..." she gasped, her voice shaky and filled with need.
Then he surprised her even more. He lowered himself until his head was squarely between her thighs. Before she had a chance to realise what was going on, Chuck went to town on her. Sarah was so dumbfouded that she couldn't manage anything more than the soft cries she was already producing, repeating his name over and over.
He could feel her getting closer, her body trembling with the effort to hold on, but Chuck wasn't ready to let her go just yet. His tongue found her most sensitive spot, rubbing in slow circles, and the sound that escaped Sarah's lips was enough to make his own pulse race.
"Let go," Chuck whispered, his voice low and soothing. "I've got you."
Sarah's breath hitched again, her body tightening around him as she teetered on the edge. Chuck could feel her struggling to hold on, but he didn't let up, his fingers moving with expert precision, coaxing her closer and closer to release. And then, with a soft cry, Sarah shattered beneath him, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Chuck held her through it, his hand moving gently as she rode out her pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the intensity of it. When she finally came down, her body limp and spent, Chuck gently withdrew himself from her hips, pressing soft kisses to her neck, her shoulder, as she caught her breath.
For a long moment, they lay there in the quiet, their bodies entwined, their hearts still racing. Chuck held her close, his arms wrapped around her as if he never wanted to let go. He could feel the soft rise and fall of her chest against his, the warmth of her body pressed against his own, and he felt at peace.
"That was..." Sarah began, her voice still breathless, her head resting against his chest.
"Incredible?" Chuck finished for her, his lips quirking into a small smile.
Sarah lifted her head slightly, meeting his gaze with a soft, almost playful smile. "More than that," she whispered, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his skin. "You're... more than that." He really was. Nobody had ever brought her to multiple climaxes before. She wasn't even aware she was capable of achieving that. When she was with Bryce, she was often left unsatisfied. It was clear there would not be any more of that - all because of this truly, amazingly wonderful man she was lying beside. The man who LOVES her. And she loves him, with all her heart.
For a few quiet moments, they simply held each other, their breathing slowing, their bodies cooling from the intensity of what they had just shared. But as her mind cleared, Sarah felt a spark of something else - a desire to give Chuck the same level of pleasure and intimacy he had so selflessly given her.
Shifting slightly, she lifted her head from Chuck's chest and looked into his eyes, a mischievous smile playing at her lips. Chuck raised an eyebrow, sensing a shift in her mood, but before he could say anything, Sarah leaned in and kissed him softly, her lips brushing his in a way that sent a new wave of warmth through him.
Chuck smiled against her lips, still breathless from their earlier encounter. "What's that look for?" he asked, his voice playful but tinged with curiosity.
Sarah's fingers lightly traced patterns on his chest, her touch gentle but deliberate. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice low and suggestive. Her lips curved into a knowing smile as she pressed another kiss to his mouth, lingering there for a moment before pulling back to look at him with a glint in her eyes.
Chuck's heart skipped a beat as he realized what she meant. "Sarah, you don't have to-"
She silenced him with another kiss, this one deeper, more insistent. Her hands began to wander down his chest, her fingers trailing over his skin with a purpose that made his pulse quicken. "I want to," she whispered against his lips, her voice filled with a quiet intensity that left no room for argument.
Chuck swallowed hard, his body already responding to her touch as she kissed along his jawline, then down to his neck. Her lips were soft, warm, as they moved lower, and Chuck let out a quiet breath, his hands instinctively finding her shoulders as he watched her, his heart racing in anticipation.
Sarah kissed her way down his chest, her fingers exploring the lines of his muscles as she moved lower, her mouth leaving a trail of heat in its wake. Chuck's breath hitched when she reached his stomach, her lips lingering there as she glanced up at him through her lashes, her expression full of intent.
"You've been so good to me," Sarah murmured, her hands gently sliding down his sides, her fingers skimming his hips. "Let me do the same for you."
Chuck's heart pounded as he watched her, the anticipation building with every slow movement she made. Chuck felt a shiver run through him - Jill had never wanted to do this. Sarah's expression was a mix of desire and focus. Slowly, she lowered herself between his legs, her lips brushing the sensitive skin of his thighs, her kisses soft but deliberate.
Chuck's breath hitched as Sarah's mouth moved closer, the heat of her breath sending jolts of pleasure through him. He could feel every inch of his body tense with anticipation, his heart racing in his chest as he waited for her next move.
Sarah didn't make him wait long. With a slow, deliberate movement, she kissed the tip of him, her lips soft and warm against his skin. Chuck let out a sharp breath, his hands gripping the sheets as her mouth slowly closed around him, her tongue flicking over the sensitive tip.
"Sarah..." Chuck gasped, his voice strained with pleasure as her mouth moved lower, taking him deeper.
Sarah's movements were slow and controlled, her mouth warm and wet as she took him in, her hand wrapping around the base of him as she began to move. Chuck's head fell back against the pillow, his eyes squeezing shut as the sensation of her mouth overwhelmed him. Her tongue teased him, her lips creating a perfect rhythm that made it hard to focus on anything other than the pleasure she was giving him.
Chuck's breathing quickened, his hands instinctively moving to her hair, his fingers tangling in the soft blonde strands as she continued to work him with her mouth. Every movement, every flick of her tongue, sent jolts of pleasure shooting through him, and he could feel himself getting closer with each passing second.
Sarah seemed to sense it too. She increased her pace slightly, her mouth moving faster, her hand stroking in time with her lips as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. Chuck's body tensed, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he tried to hold on, but the sensation was overwhelming, and he could feel himself spiraling toward release.
"Sarah, I..." Chuck's voice was a broken whisper as he felt the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside him. He was so close, and the combination of her mouth, her hand, and the way she looked at him with that intense focus was too much.
With one final, perfect stroke of her tongue, Chuck felt himself fall over the edge. His entire body tightened as his release hit him with full force, his hips bucking slightly as he groaned her name. Sarah didn't stop, her mouth still working him through his climax, her hand moving in perfect sync with her lips as she coaxed every last bit of pleasure from him. She swallowed without hesitation, all the while looking Chuck in the eyes through her lashes.
Chuck's breath came in short, shallow bursts as his body finally relaxed, his hands falling back to the bed, his mind reeling from the intensity of the moment. Sarah pressed one final kiss to his now-softening length before she slowly moved back up his body, her eyes locking onto his with a look of pure satisfaction.
"That..." Chuck managed to whisper, his voice still shaky from the aftershocks of his release. "That was purely... amazing."
Sarah smiled, her eyes sparkling as she leaned down and kissed him softly. "I aim to please," she teased, her voice full of affection as she snuggled into his side, her hand resting lightly on his chest.
Chuck wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as his heartbeat slowly returned to normal. "You're breathtaking," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Sarah's smile softened, and for a long moment, they just lay there together, their bodies entwined, the quiet stillness of the room wrapping around them like a warm blanket.
They slowly drifted off to sleep, happier than ever before.
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WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT ABOVE!
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A/N3: I realllly don't want to change the rating of the fic to M, I think that the massive series of warnings I put at the start should be enough, but I'll do it if it's ABSOLUTELY necessary.
A/N4: See you all next chapter!1!1!11!