Title: I Accept
By: lewis771750
Challenge: No Dialogue
Rating: NC-17 I guess. Certainly a 15 over here so maybe just an R
Disclaimer: Not mine, Jerry and the people at CBS would never be quite this twisted:) But it is all just for fun, honest.
Spoilers: No
Words: 879
Series: 1) Cooking for Two
AN: The muse struck for a sequel with no words... Try Cooking for Two if you haven't already. If you know the song, I will try to live up to the words they repeat to the fade...

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Catherine had been caught by a need to care for her wounded lover, now sporting a bandage over the bump on her head, but also by a need to show off her engagement ring to everyone she had met.

She’d formally said yes in one of the least romantic settings imaginable, sat in the ER waiting room once Sara had recovered enough from her knock to hold a conversation.

The doctor hadn’t detected any signs of concussion, but had instructed Catherine and Sara to make sure that the brunette didn’t sleep that night, just in case, and if anything she did brought on headaches she was to seek medical advice again.

Catherine knew exactly what she was going to do to keep Sara awake. As soon as the pair of them were safely inside she kicked the door shut with one foot as she reached for Sara with both arms. Sara was startled, opening her mouth to speak Catherine’s mouth swooped in, snatching Sara's words away along with her breath, as the shorter woman showed through her kisses how much she loved her partner, her fiancée. Indeed just how happy she was to be a fiancée again. During this assault with her mouth Catherine’s hands were not idle, exploring under Sara’s shirt. Her nails scratched gently up the taller woman's flanks before one hand reached up to cup a breast, one finger flicking over a nipple which was already straining against the lacy material of Sara’s best lingerie. The other hand moved around, cupping Sara’s ass as Catherine used the arm to pull her lover closer to her.

Sara moaned, in lust and desire, the sound being swallowed by Catherine’s kiss, but with that moan her hands started moving too, coming up to hug the red-head, before one hand slid down. Using her long arms to sneak her hand over Catherine’s ass and between her thighs, Sara pressed her fingers against the seam of the trousers Catherine was still wearing, starting to generate a little friction against the red-head’s centre.

This time it was Catherine that gasped as the sound was swallowed by Sara’s kiss, and in that wordless understanding that arises between couples they suddenly split from their kiss. On other occasions undressing was sexy, teasing, something they did to each other, or even something they did for each other. This time it was urgent, frantic even, as each woman stripped as quickly as possible, wanting to be there for their love, wanting to feel skin against skin to affirm their love for each other through that simple contact.

Moments later Sara was as naked as the day she was born and Catherine was almost the same, only keeping that all-important ring on her finger. She kissed the ring and held it up to Sara who kissed it as well. Rather than falling on each other they tenderly embraced, almost demure with each other now they were unclothed, unlike their fevered actions of moments before.

Again without words the embrace changed, and with their arms around each other they headed for the bedroom. Once there Catherine gently pushed Sara to the bed, then sat over her, displaying herself and her ring with a huge smile on her face before swooping down to kiss the woman she was formally devoting her life to. This time the kiss regained its urgency and its heat, helped no doubt by the fact that Catherine’s hands had ended up cupping Sara’s breasts. At the same time one of Sara’s hands became trapped between their bodies, teasing Catherine’s nipples as best she could whilst the other was stroking Catherine’s ass and thighs. Gradually, the tips of Sara's long fingers dipped down between them, just reaching round to brush against the lips of Catherine’s pussy.

Catherine adjusted her position, letting Sara’s hands move again. Sara took full advantage, sliding her lower hand around one hip so that her fingers would have full access to Catherine’s moist centre whilst the other reached up to cup one breast properly, her thumb and one finger holding the nipple. Catherine slid back slightly, rising to allow Sara’s fingers to work their normal devastating magic on her body. As the speed and depth of the thrusts of Sara’s fingers increased so did the force of the grip on the nipple, until suddenly it was released and the treatment repeated on the other side. As the flush of arousal spread over Catherine’s face and chest, her breath came in short gasps as her orgasm approached. Sara twisted her body, lifting her head so she could lick her lover's nipple, then as Catherine's orgasm exploded she bit gently on the other nipple, prolonging and intensifying the orgasm running through the red-head's frame, playing delightful havoc with her nervous system.

As the climax passed Catherine collapsed on top of the taller woman, hugging her as tightly as she could manage. Both of them knew that once she had recovered Catherine would spend the rest of the night showing Sara just how happy she was, and just how much she loved her. But just for now the feel of their bodies against each other, skin to skin, feeling like they were sinking into each other’s body was just perfect for both of them.

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Next story in series - I Do.