Title: Waiting
Author: Lora
Pairing: Cath/Sara
Rating: NC-17
Summary: it would be worth the wait.
Keywords: Cath/Sara/Smut what more could a girl ask for?
Pairing: Cath/Sara
AN: found this on my computer and had totally forgotten I'd written it...
More AN: The cold shower is second door on the right at the top of the stairs....
Words: 616

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Sara sighed as Catherine continued her rant. She listened as the blonde told her she should have her mind fully on the job, instead of drifting off into God-knows-where. Daydreams are for kids, apparantly.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"Excuse me?" Catherine took a step back.

"I said do..."

"Yes, I know what you just said."

"Well? Do you?"

"Sara, you can't just come out with things like that. I have a boyfriend and what makes you think I would sleep with another woman anyway?" she snapped.

"Fine, whatever Cath. See you tomorrow."

Sara slammed the door behind her leaving Catherine open-mouthed.

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She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling, lost in another fantasy which would never come true.

She imagined Catherine, naked, by her side.

Slowly pushing two fingers inside herself she moaned at the wetness there. She moved in and out with ease, she'd had plenty of practice. Single girls don't get much action, they have to create their own.

She stroked her clit with her thumb and arched her back as she felt herself reaching an end. She dug her toes into the mattress and closed her eyes, so close.

"Fuck me Catherine, fuck me harder." She moaned, turning her head from side to side, her fingers working quickly and desperately for release.

"You need some help with that Sara?"

Sara's eyes burst open and standing at the end of her bed was Catherine, already shedding her clothes.

"What the... But I thought..."

"Shhh. It doesn't matter, I'm here now." Catherine was crawling towards her on the bed. "When you left, I realised I'd been kidding myself. I want you Sara, so badly."

Sara was speechless. She felt embarrassed at Cath finding her in such a... sticky situation. But her fantasy was coming alive. she was here, naked, on her bed, wanting her to fuck her.

Catherine eased out Sara's fingers and sucked them, keeping her eyes on the sweating brunette as she let her tongue clean Sara's fingers.

She was nervous, she'd never slept with a woman before but she really needed this. Gently, she opened Sara's legs and found her center. With two trembling fingers she tried to pleasure her.

"I'm sorry, I'm new to this whole...woman on woman thing."

"It's ok, let me show you."

Sara pushed Catherine backwards, until she was on top of the shaking blonde.

"Don't be nervous. I'll be gentle."

"I trust you."

Sara entered her slowly, searching her eyes. Catherine looked panicked and Sara immediately stopped.

"Are you ok? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry..."

"No, it's ok. This just feels a little weird, I'm sorry, can we stop?"

Sara nodded, laying down beside Catherine.

"Maybe we should take things a little slower Sara, is that ok?"

"Of course it is, this is in your hands Cath. You say go we go, stop and we stop. I want you to feel comfortable."

They turned to face eachother, their noses almost touching. Catherine stroked Sara's hair on the pillow and leant forward to kiss her. A few minutes later they broke apart and looked at eachother, breathless.

"Was that ok for you?" Catherine whispered, tickling Sara's collarbone.

"That was better than anything I could have imagined."

She kissed Cath's head and closed her eyes, a smile glowing on her face.

They slept holding hands, Catherine resting in the crook of Sara's arm.

Sara woke early the next day, leaving butterfly kisses in Catherine's hair. She sighed, not quite believing that this angel was in her arms. She was glad they didn't have sex. It left her something to daydream about. The waiting would be hard, but she knew it would be worth it.

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