Title: All You Want Is
By: Schlampcat
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Everything belongs to CBS.
Spoilers: Post-Ep for C&B
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Archive: Just ask.
Summary: Revelations lead to beer lead... find out. C/S.

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"Drive."

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It was supposed to be an ordinary trip to a bar, with hours full of beer, and vodka, the frantic attempt of two women to ignore the past few days.

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They went to a gloomy bar off the Strip, and after a few beers and the inevitable small talk, Catherine drove Sara home, silence surrounding them like a heavy coat.

Not that they didn't enjoy each other's company; but after having spent hours drinking, there was nothing left to say.

And yet, in front of her home, Sara wanted to ask Catherine in for a coffee, or for another beer, because otherwise she would be sitting alone on her couch, lethargically staring a the wall, only waiting for the next shift to begin.

She just couldn't find the right words.

Suddenly, when Sara was still lost somewhere between leaving alone or eventually asking Catherine, the blonde leant over, briefly brushing her soft lips over Sara's. The touch was so light and fleeting that neither of the women knew for sure it really happened.

In a moment of uncertainty, they stared at each other, only partly shocked, until Sara, eyes closed, blindly searched for the collar of Catherine's dark jacket to pull her back for another kiss.

Timidity and detachment were soon forgotten as the kiss turned more and more zealous, hands finding their way into hair and under clothes. Sara, without thinking, crept over the middle seat divider, careful not to break the kiss, finally straddling Catherine's strong thighs. The steering wheel bore into her back, but Catherine's hands, swiftly ripping apart the fly of her pants, skilled fingers slipping under the waistband of her underwear, wouldn't let her waste a thought on the pain the uncomfortable position would give her the next day.

Neither did she worry about her neighbors watching them.

With their movements getting more and more urgent, kisses became a desperate try to crawl deeper into each other's body, moans being stifled by lips, and tongues, and softly demanding bites into exposed flesh.

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Afterwards, Sara finally found a way to invite Catherine into her apartment, climbing out of the small space between the steering wheel and Catherine's heated body, still holding the blonde's hand to drag her into the privacy of walls of stone.

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The making out in the car wasn't supposed to lead to even more making out in Sara's apartment, soft moans and fervent kisses only interrupted when Catherine called her sister to tell her she would pick up Lindsey later. Something at work kept her busy. At that, Sara's teeth gripped her earlobe, pulling insistently, her fingers touching the small of Catherine's back teasingly.

Before a strangled moan escaped her mouth, Catherine hastily shut off the cell. "You better keep your hands out of my jeans the next time I'm talking to my sister," Catherine hissed, the mocking character of her warning obscured by her pressing Sra against the nearest wall.

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It was supposed to be nothing but sex, a one-time thing to distract them, but to Sara, looking down into Catherine's dark eyes, fingers entwined, legs entangled, pleasure written all over both their faces, it feels anything but just that.

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