Title: Plans Change
By: Tweyelite
Pairing: Cath/Sara
Rated: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Challenge: Clue Challenge
Disclaimer: Not mine
Word count: 2,817
Summary: Sara plans to seduce the lovely Catherine.
Notes: I used all the words!!

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"Alright who's coming out to the bar with me tonight?" Sara asked her co-workers who were spread about the lounge. She really hoped Catherine would go. She also really hoped Greg wouldn't. He was a fun guy but his constant flirting at work wouldn't fly for her in public. 'The dangers of mixing work and your private life' Sara thought to herself.

"Can't sorry." Warrick replied first.

"Hot date Warrick?" Catherine asked with a cheeky smile on her face. Warrick just rolled his eyes in response.

"Well I'm up for it I guess.. I haven't gone out to a bar outside of work in ages." Catherine replied.

"What about you Nick?" Sara asked.

"I'd like to but I have to do some home improvement on my kitchen and dining room tonight." Nick replied shrugging apologetically.

"What about you Grissom?" Sara asked, although she already knew the answer. There was no way Grissom would go to a bar unless there was a dead body in the direct vicinity.

"No thanx, bars aren't really my scene, plus there's this conservatory that I'm going to tonight." Grissom replied, never losing sight of whatever insect he was studying. Suddenly Greg appeared from the outside hall.

"Did someone mention going out?" He said his eyes alight. Sara had to stop herself from groaning audibly so she settled for a sigh.

"Yeah you want to go?" Sara asked reluctantly.

"Love to!"

'Damn!' Sara swore to herself.

"But I can't, got a hot date. Unfortunately I will not be able to grace you with my presence." He said winking lasciviously at Sara.

"I think we'll be able to deal Greg." Catherine said sarcastically as she patted Greg on the back.

"But anyway I just came to tell you that the rope fiber you gave me came up with nothing, sorry. Well I have to head back to the lab. Enjoy your night out!" And just as quick as he appeared he was off running. Which was all the better in Sara's mind, he could have put a wrench in her plans for the evening.

"Hot date, right. He's probably going home to study his playboys." Nick joked.

"Okay, shifts over. Would you all get out of here?" Grissom asked. Everyone smiled and filed out. The guys took off right away but the ladies took a little while longer to leave.

"So do you want me to come pick you up?" Sara asked.

"Yeah I just have to do call my sister and ask her to pick Lindsey up from the Library tomorrow, that and my damn dry cleaning." Catherine replied sounding frustrated. Sara raised her eyebrow in a silent question.

"I have this really great shirt, my favorite in fact. It's a deep red, almost scarlet." Sara remembered the shirt well. It looked hot on Catherine, bringing out the red in her hair.

"Anyway," Catherine continued, "the other day I got mustard on it. They say blood never comes out well mustard has to be the next worse thing."

"Or the next best thing, if it was a case." Sara replied with a toothy grin.

"Sara can't you get your mind off work for even a minute?" Catherine asked shaking her head while she slipped her coat on.
If only Catherine knew what Sara's mind was on most of the time while at work she wouldn't be asking. What Sara couldn't understand was how Catherine didn't realize Sara wanted her. She was sending out all the signals. What did she have to do knock her over the head with a lead pipe?

"I promise my mind won't be on work tonight Cath." Sara promised. Catherine stared at Sara, a small grin spreading across her face. 'Was that a flirty smile?' Sara's inner dialogue asked, unfortunately no answers were forthcoming.

"Ok well I have to head home, clean up a bit. All my fresh fruit from two weeks ago.. well let's just say it isn't so fresh anymore." Catherine giggled at Sara's fruit omission as she headed out the door.

Cath turned in mid stride down the hall to call back to Sara, "Okay, call me when your ready to go."

"Will do." Sara called back. If all went as planned Catherine would be thoroughly seduced by the end of the night.

Sara opened the door to her apartment and right away wished she'd thrown out her rotten fruit earlier. Her face wrinkled up in disgust as she stared at her plum that had green hair growing on it. She threw it all away, sprayed air freshener and then washed the small amount of dishes she had. Sara then went to her wardrobe and picked out something she had never worn to work, something she would never wear work, for obvious reasons. After she was satisfied that she would cause a few jaws to drop she pondered where they should go. There was a place called The Ballroom that Sara had been to before but it was a gay club and Sara wasn't sure if she wanted to out herself at the very beginning of the night. She decided to call Cath and get her input.

"Hello." Catherine said answering the phone.

"Hello?" Sara asked.

"Yes Sara, the standard response for answering a phone." Cath replied with heavy sarcasm.

"Well when you're on the job you always answer your cell with
'Willows'." Sara replied only slightly defensively.

"Didn't you make a promise earlier about not thinking about work?" Cath admonished Sara lightly.

"So what kind of bar do you want to go out to? A pub? A pool place?" Sara asked, effectively changing the subject.

"Yeah, Billiard room."

"Billiard? Who says Billiard anymore?" Sara asked as a huge smile broke out on her face.

"It's the name of the place Sara, The Billiard Room."

"Isn't that kind of obvious?"

"You do realize we're in Vegas right?" Catherine said, Sara could almost see the grin she was no doubt sporting at the moment.

"Ha Ha. Okay, so are you ready?" Sara asked.

"Yup come on over."

"Ok, see you in a few."

She didn't need to take one last look in the mirror to know she looked good so she jus grabbed her keys and took off.
She got to Cath's place in a short time due to the joys of speeding. She knocked on the door and Catherine opened it promptly. Sara could all but stare at the stunning creature before her. Her strawberry hair was let down and wavy, her makeup flawless, her clothes, if you could call them that, were barely present, which Sara was definitely not going to complain about. Sara had noticed that Catherine's mouth dropped open almost immediately after opening the door, of course she was watching for it. She reached forward and gently put her index finger under Cath's chin and lifted her mouth closed. Cath's face then turned a delightful shade of pink as she realized she had been gawking.

"You look beautiful Cath." Sara croaked out, as her throat became dry. Why did Sara suddenly feel like she was on her very first date?

"So do you, but I guess that goes without saying." Cath replied still blushing cutely. Both ladies had been so absorbed in their ogling that neither had noticed the small amount of smoke coming from the living room.

Sara peered past Catherine and blurted, "Cath something's on fire!"

"Yeah, you." Cath replied drolly, still not noticing anything around her.

"Seriously Cath, where's your fire extinguisher?!" Sara asked sounding more alarmed. Catherine turned then and saw that a small fire had indeed started. She ran to the kitchen, grabbed the extinguisher and promptly sprayed the white foam all over the fire, and Sara..

"Oh my god I'm so sorry Sara." Cath said, though her apology lacked much weight as Cath could barely stand from laughing so hard. The once beautiful ensemble was now just a black and white mess.

"I'm gonna go get u a towel I'll be right back." Catherine said as she bolted upstairs. With nothing better to do, Sara started looking at the different photo's Catherine had spread about. There was one of Catherine and some woman. They looked quite cozy.

"Hey Cath who's the woman in the picture by your TV?" Sara called upstairs.

"Just an old friend who thought the world revolved around her." Catherine called back.

"What? Revolver?" Sara asked.

"Never mind." Cath said as she bounded down the stairs, large towel in hand. Cath started to wipe the white substance off of Sara's face softly. She then began to clean her neck and collarbone. As she neared Sara's chest both women's respiration increased dramatically. You could cut the tension with a knife.
Sara became a little nervous and stepped back. This was not the plan. The plan was to go to the bar, seduce Catherine with flirting and dancing. God she'd really wanted to see her dance. And then she would take her home and they would make love all night long.

"So what caused the fire?" Sara asked to relieve the stress of the moment.

"Oh, the candlestick must have fallen somehow."

"And landed on that... what is that?" Sara asked looking at the charred remains of some thing. Catherine began laughing again.

"What?"

"It was a cardboard peacock."

"What? Why did u have a cardboard peacock in your living room?"

"Lindsey made it for a school project."

"Ohhh." Sara said in comprehension.

"So you still want to go out?" Cath asked.

"I'd have to go back to my place to change." Sara said looking down upon her ruined clothing.

"We could just stay here if you want." Cath suggested. Ok Sara could deal with this, just skipping the bar part. Okay how was she going to tell Catherine she not only wanted her but also was falling in love with her more and more every day?

"Ok." Sara agreed, not wanting to have to drive home.

"Alright strip." Catherine commanded.

"Excuse me?" Sara asked her eyes gone wide.

"I'm going to wash and dry your clothes for you so you can go home clean." Cath replied smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"Of course, but what am I going to wear now?"

"Come on." Catherine said, grabbing Sara's hand and dragging her towards her bedroom.

"Okay, strip." Catherine commanded yet again. Assuming Catherine was going to lend her some kind of robe or something Sara began to comply, taking off her shirt.

"I said strip, not 'take your clothes off'." Catherine repeated once more, the tone of command still in her voice.
This time it was Sara's mouth that dropped open. Upon seeing that Sara was not complying with her 'request' Cath decided to take things into her own hands.

"Here, let me show you how it's done." She said, and began slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Sara couldn't keep her eyes off of Catherine. Sara watched as Catherine's hips gyrated at a deceptively leisurely pace driving Sara to distraction. Soon the striptease became a dance. 'At least I get to see her dance' Sara thought to herself.

Seducing Sara had been easier than Catherine had thought it would be. She fell for the whole fire situation perfectly. Cath felt her temperature rising as she watched Sara stare at her with insurmountable desire written quite plainly across her gorgeous face. And then Sara was standing and walking towards Catherine. She stood only a breath away, neither touching. Catherine thought she might lose herself in Sara's dark smoky eyes when finally Sara reached out and placed her hands low on Catherine's hips as she too began to sway to Catherine's silent song. All they could hear was the sound of one another breathing. Sara didn't want to wait anymore, couldn't wait, she had to feel Catherine's lips on hers. By now Catherine was only clad in her black bra and matching panties while Sara was only shirtless.

Sara was about to lean in to kiss Catherine when Cath just shook her head and leaned towards Sara to whisper softly into her ear, "Didn't I tell you to strip?"

Sara had to bite her lip to keep herself from just pushing Catherine up against whatever flat surface was available and having her way with her. But this was Catherine's show, besides every command Catherine issued her made Sara just desire her more. Sara backed away from Catherine slightly, so she could see her strip for her. Sara did her best but she was sure it was no where as stimulating as Catherine's dance had been, after all she was a professional. But she wasn't doing too bad judging by the flash of pure fire lighting up Catherine's eyes. Soon Sara's soiled clothes followed Catherine's to lay in a pile on the floor. The only difference between Sara and Catherine now was that Catherine still had her bra and panties on while Sara stood naked. Sara figured that since she didn't have any dancing talent she could at least show off some of her other more obvious attributes. Catherine removed the last bit of her clothing insanely fast while Sara surmised playtime was over.

"Can I have you?" Catherine asked, sounding like a vulnerable child. Sara was confused. Here she was lying on the woman's bed naked and she's asking if she can have her?

"Of course." Sara answered.

"No, can I have all of you?" Catherine asked in all seriousness, her eyes telling the tale of not only lust but also love. Tears formed in Sara's eyes. No one had ever asked her that. She never felt so wanted or needed than she did at that moment and she replied with a catch in her voice, "Only if I can have all of you too Cath."

Then Catherine literally pounced on Sara who in turn fell onto the bed. They're lips fused in a heated kiss. Tongues explored mouths, hands explored smooth skin. Their overheated bodies meshed together in a pool of softness. Catherine was on top of Sara seemingly trying to touch, kiss, lick and nibble Sara's entire body while Sara ran her fingers from the back of Catherine's neck, and all the way down her spine causing Catherine to shudder. Sara groaned as Catherine licked the underside of her breasts and then around her nipples, then without warning she suckled on her nipples hard and fast. She stopped too soon for Sara's liking but as Cath pulled away she blew cool air onto Sara's now wet and erect nipples.

"God you're gorgeous." Catherine uttered quietly as she ran her palm down the center of Sara's chest down past her flat tummy and into her dark curls. Catherine heard Sara have a swift intake of breath as her fingers reached their ultimate destination.

"Oh god." Sara half moaned half squealed.

Catherine kissed Sara again, making sure she dominated her mouth fully while continuing her ministrations below. She then lowered her mouth to where Sara wanted it most. Sara's back arched and her eyes flew open as she felt her whole body tense ready for release. One more quick flick of Catherine's tongue and Sara was falling over the edge of the abyss. As a very sated Sara regained her breathing Catherine had settled them both under the blankets and spooned Sara's cooling body to hers. After making love for hours finally they decided they needed to shower. Sara went first. Catherine passed Sara on the way into the bathroom and pinched her butt playfully.

"Ow! Hey!" Sara exclaimed rubbing her injured butt cheek.

"Oh don't pout, want me to kiss it and make it all better?" Cath offered sweetly.

"Later, definitely." Sara agreed.

"I'll hold you to that. Oh Sara? Feel free to try and find something to wear, for a little while anyway." Cath said with a wink as she closed the bathroom door.

Sara began going through Catherine's wardrobe for something that would fit her, she found some clothes that barely fit her much taller frame when she noticed a very red shirt, scarlet almost. She pulled it out to look at it, yep that's the shirt, minus the supposed mustard stain. Just then Catherine exited the bathroom.

"Hey you're mustard stain disappeared." Sara said with an evil grin.

"Yeah I was going to mention that the whole thing with the shirt was a big lie I made up so I could have some time after work to come up with a plan to seduce you." Catherine admitted freely.

"Well you ruined my plans." Sara said as she hung the shirt back up and stood close to her new lover.

"How's that?" Cath asked a bit bemused by Sara licking her neck and earlobe.

"I was the one that was supposed to seduce you." Sara replied while she continued her slow torture of Catherine.

"Ah well, plans change."

The End

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