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Tim's heart beat heavily in his chest as he walked away from Lucy. And that heart right now was shouting at him that this was wrong, that what he said to her was wrong and acting like he wasn't affected by any of this was wrong. But he was, and seeing the hurt look in her eyes when he told her to Move on made bile rise in his throat, but ever the good solider, he didn't let it show.
Just as he was about to turn the corner he couldn't help but look back. He wasn't going to see her again for another six weeks and he doesn't know how he'll manage. Without even realizing it, Lucy had become a beacon of light in his life. Sometimes even just looking at her settled his energy. It wasn't until the undercover OP that everything snapped into place and his feelings for her were so glaringly obvious that he was shocked by how blind he had been.
He looked back at her and his breath caught in his throat. Lucy still stood outside her door, hands covering her face and her shoulders were shaking. She was crying. He made her cry. His amazing, strong and unstoppable boot had been brought to tears and he was the cause.
His legs start moving before his brain can catch up and at the same time Lucy begins to move quickly down the corridor towards him, her head still downcast wiping tears from her face. He stops her before she collides with him by taking hold of her upper arms. She startles but the moment her eyes meet his another wave of emotion crosses her face making her eyes brim with tears.
"Hey, hey don't cry" he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and wipes a fallen tear from her cheek.
"Tim..." she swallows around the lump in her throat. "I... I don't want to lose you, I can't--" Tim pulls her against his chest, she stiffens for a moment before melting against him, gripping tightly to his shirt and resting her forehead against his chest.
"Lucy, you won't lose me, you will never--"
" I already am! You don't want me with you anymore." She angrily wipes at her cheeks. "God, I feel so pathetic!" she pulls back slightly.
Tim runs his hand from her back up and into her hair, tugging gently to pull her head back to look at her. Lucy avoids his eyes, biting her lip to fight back her emotions.
"Look at me"
She shakes her head, keeping her eyes downcast. With his other hand he takes her chin and tilts her head up.
"Lucy" he uses his TO voice and her eyes find his. Such a good Boot. "Listen to me, you will never lose me. Not having you in my life isn't an option."
Her lip trembles and she pulls it between her teeth. "I'm scared Tim."
He steps closer to her, forehead creasing in worry. "Scared?"
Her eyes dart between each of his, her mouth opening and closing, starting to speak but stopping herself.
"Lucy it's me, you can tell me anything."
"Exactly, it's you!" she flattens her palms over his chest and feels his racing heart beneath her touch.
"Lucy, I don't--"
"It's not just basic biology."
"What?" Tim's breath catches.
"In the hotel, I said it was just basic biology, but I lied. I lied because it's you and I'm scared. When we kissed, I've never felt anything like that... Dammit--" He can feel her hands trembling against his chest and his breaths are coming in fast. "What I feel for you scares me Tim." She looks at the shocked expression on his face. "I can't believe I said that, I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have --"
She starts to pull away and he can see the panic on her face, but he holds her in place, cradling her head between his hands. She closes her eyes and then startles, eyes snapping open when she feels his thumb smooth over her bottom lip.
"Tim" she gasps
"Lucy. You are not alone in what you felt. Kissing you, jesus, it knocked me off my axis. I haven't stopped thinking about it. About how you felt against me...about how you taste..." Lucy's chest starts to rise and fall in quick pants. He swipes his thumb along her lip, dipping it slightly inside to feel the wet heat of her mouth. Lucy licks the digit, then sucks it lightly between her teeth.
Any hope he had at restraint slips away "Fuck"
Tim's lips slam down on hers in an overwhelming need to claim her. Lightning shoots through his body as a whimper passes her lips. He needs more, he just needs more of her, he wants everything. Grabbing her hips he pulls her flush against him. Spinning her towards the wall he backs her against it with a thud and molds himself to her. He needs to feel her, all of her. Lucy moans into his mouth and his tongue chases that sound, sliding heatedly against her own and he moans in return at the taste of her.
Lucy slides her hands up the back of his neck and drags her nails along his scalp. He groans in pleasure hitching his hips against her, making Lucy gasp and roll her hips against his and the delicious hardness she find there. He slips his leg between hers and she grinds greedily against him seeking relief.
"Fuck Lucy" he slides his lips down her jaw to the pulse point behind her ear, pulling the skin between his teeth before soothing it with his tongue. He slips his hand beneath her top and the feel of her skin beneath his touch sends fire through his veins.
"Are you wet for me baby?"
"God yes" she gasps, holding his face against her neck.
Tim's phone rings in his pocket and they freeze.
Pulling back they stare at each other. The reality of what they're doing washing over them like a bucket of ice water. They pant heavily in each others spaces and panic sets in. Lucy shoves Tim away, taking steps away from him and running her hands through her hair. Tim's gut clenches at the hurt this action brings and at the distress written all over her face.
"Oh god what are we doing?! Oh god.." She holds a shaking hand against her mouth.
"Lucy" his voice cracks as he says her name.
She points towards her apartment. "Chris, who nearly died because of me is only down the hall and I'm out here dry humping you against a fucking wall! What are we doing Tim?! God and that was probably Ashley calling you!" she backs further away from him. "This was a mistake."
"Don't say that..." his heart is hammering in his chest, not two minutes ago it was from desire and now it's from dread. He knows she could never lose him but he never thought about the fact that his actions could make him lose her.
"You need to go Tim, please."
"Is that what you want?"
"I'll see you in six weeks."
Tim sighs heavily and hangs his head, shoving his hands in his pockets to stop himself reaching for her.
"I'm sorry Lucy."
"Yeah. So am I" Her voice is cold and distant and it kills him.
Slowly he turns from her, his heart in his throat he turns the corner without looking back.
Tim sits in his truck outside his house not even remembering the drive there.
He cheated on Ashley. When he was with Isabel the idea of cheating didn't enter his mind and when he was just with Lucy, Ashley never even entered it. She didn't deserve that and he didn't deserve her.
He made Lucy cheat and he knows how she feels about that after what happened to her. Dammit what was wrong with him? He drops his head against his steering wheel.
He knows what's wrong with him. Lucy. He is just head over fucking heels for Lucy Chen and the need for her feels like it's choking him. How will they get passed what just happened between them? His pulse begins to race at the possibility that they might not get passed it. If he's ruined their relationship he'll never forgive himself. When she gets back from Sacramento will she be able to look him in the eye. Will he be able to look her in the eye? Knowing now how her moans sound? Knowing how responsive she is under his touch. The heat of her against his leg, the needy grind of her hips against his is imprinted in his memory. How can he look her in the eye after that? How could he possibly want anyone but her after that.
God Ashley. Even in his mind he's betraying her. He's an asshole, a certified asshole and she deserves better. He knows what he has to do. It's just not fair to her and if he's being truthful, it wasn't going to last either way. But that's not an excuse for what he did. He needs to set it right.
He has no idea how he'll manage to set things right with Lucy. Maybe the six weeks apart is what they need to figure everything out.
Lucy had just passed the five week mark of her training. These past weeks have been some of the most amazing, fast paced, fill your brain to the brim with information so not much else can occupy your mind, weeks of her life. She has learned and grown so much that she gets moments where she wants to kick herself for nearly passing this chance up.
The amount of new knowledge floating around her head has been a welcome distraction against the thing, the person, she is trying not to think about. With being so busy it has been easier than she expected, but then, night falls and her mind betrays her. Betrays her while she lays there waiting for sleep and betrays her while she dreams. Tonight is no different. As she lays there feeling satisfied with her progress in UC, she can feel the memories of that night creeping up in her periphery. Lucy shuts her eyes tightly hoping her tired brain will take the hint and drift off but the darkness just makes the memories more vivid.
That night after Tim left, she entered her apartment, her entire body shaking from desire and guilt. Chris stood as she entered and greeted her with a cheery "Everything okay babe?". She gulped in deep breaths but the air wasn't saturating and she felt starved of oxygen, then what had just happened outside her door exploded from her mouth in a fast torrent of word vomit.
Chris' previous cheery expression dropped instantly, he stood there silently for a few long moments while her heart beat heavily in her chest, then he let her have it. She deserved every harsh word said against her. What she hadn't been prepared for was him telling her "I nearly died because of you, being with you had me bleeding to death in this very room! And why? Because a serial killer thought I was the way to hurt you, but it wasn't me was it? It's him, it should have been him! I was nearly killed for nothing you selfish bitch!" Those words had hit her like the hardest punches. Chris had promised that he didn't blame her for what had happened to him, but pain makes the truth come out. He continued to lash words at her and she took every deserved one of them until, at her silence he took his things and left, slamming the door as he went leaving her ears ringing in the silence that followed.
Lucy flinches as that memory flashes through her mind. The pang of guilt that stabs her is strong when she remember how when Chris said that it should have been Tim it happened to, the momentary panic and despair that gripped her at the very idea of it, made her realize that her feelings for Tim ran deep. She was in trouble. She had hoped the time apart would have lessened the need for him but no... she was still very, very needy. Her traitorous brain kept feeding her more and more graphic sex dreams nearly every night and worst of all, which she thinks is her subconscious punishment, she wakes before she gets to come. Every. Damn. Time.
Then as the dreams fade the reality and magnitude of the situation crashes down on her. How will she, how will they get passed this? This isn't some stupid crush for her, this is something more real and more consuming than anything she's ever felt before and she fucked it up. She has fucked up the most import relationship in her life and she's terrified of not being able to come back from it. Tim is with Ashley. Has he told her what happened between them? They cheated. The two most anti-cheating people cheated. What the hell does that say about them? Lucy knows one thing, if Chris hadn't been in her apartment she would have pulled Tim inside to finish what started in the corridor. She would have devoured every inch of him and not thought twice about it. She loathes herself for that fact.
"Are you wet for me baby?"
"UGH! Leave me alone!" She pulls her pillow over her face, trying to smoother away the memory of those words whispered hotly in her ear. Tim Bradford was a dirty talker and that very fact has driven her insane every night. But the reality of what happened between them always douses the flames that burn for him. The look on his face when he turned from her was devastating. How could they get passed this? She pushed him away. At the time it felt necessary, but now it just hurts.
How could she look him in the eyes and not think about the feel of his tongue against hers? The feel of his hardness grinding against her clit? How could they continue to be friends after this? Would he push her away even more? Maybe it was for the best.
Tim hasn't messaged her once to see how she's getting on, but then again neither has she messaged him. She had started to write out a message so many times but deleted it just as quick. He doesn't want to hear from her. Why would he? She was the person that's derailed his life and ruined his relationship. This distance was for the best... but fuck, she doesn't want it. She just wants him.
Tim pulls his shop into the garage at the end of his shift. He was patrolling alone today and he doesn't know how many times he caught himself looking at the empty seat beside him and missing Lucy. These weeks without her have been tough. He never truly realized the sunshine her presence shone on him everyday until he's without it and now everything feels dulled. Angela of course noticed very quickly that something was off with him, he didn't want to tell her anything about Lucy so he explained that it was just post break up blues. Angela gave him a disbelieving "Uh-huh" and then asked how Lucy was. He quickly replied with a "She's good, enjoying her training." Angela narrowed her eyes and gave him another "Uh-huh" before slowly backing away keeping her eyes fixed on him.
Yeah, he'd broken up with Ashley after getting home from Lucy's apartment that night. He didn't make it inside his house before he pulled back out of his drive and headed to Ashley's place.
She had taken it well, he didn't tell her about kissing Lucy, maybe he's an ass for doing that but he just didn't want to hurt her anymore that he had to. Her not wanting the same things as he did in life was an insurmountable obstacle in their relationship and even she knew it couldn't last.
He hated how relieved he was when he left her place, he really was an asshole. After that night Ashley had rarely crossed his mind but Lucy? She was on it every minute of every day. God he needed her.
He's wanted to text her or call her because damn he wanted to hear her voice, but each time he picked up his phone he chickened out. No matter how much he missed her, he knew she needed space. Space from him... that fact still hurt.
"Bradford, can I have a word?" Sergeant Gray calls him as Tim crosses the bullpen and follows him.
"Everything alright Sir?" he asks shutting the door to Grey's office.
"Everything's fine, I actually may have good news for you."
"Oh?"
"So a position has just opened up in Metro and they were hoping that you might take it."
Tim stares at him, momentarily dumbfounded.
"Obviously you can sleep on it and let me know in the morning, but it's an incredible opportunity Tim."
"No I don't need to think, I want that spot Sir, it was just unexpected."
Grey puts out his hand to shake Tim's, smiling warmly at him. "Well done Bradford"
"Thank you Sir!"
"I'll get the transfer started, we can get it rolling tomorrow, go enjoy the rest of your night."
"Yes sir" Tim felt like he was floating out of Grey's office, when he got to the locker room, smile still plastered on his face he took out his phone and pulled up Lucy's message thread.
He froze. The one person he was most excited to tell and celebrate with is the one person he can't message. Mood deflated he quickly gets changed and heads home.
He takes Kojo for a long walk, spending time with his boy always cheers him up, but he of course makes Tim think of Lucy. He sighs heavily and heads back with Kojo. Once home he quickly settles his best boy into bed and gets himself ready for his.
Lying there staring at the ceiling he curses his treacherous brain for bringing up the memory of Lucy's soft, full lips against his, the taste of her as her tongue slid eagerly against his. The way her body fit against his, the soft moans in his ear as she ground her hips against his. His cock twitches at the memory and he gives it a firm squeeze to ease the tension.
As he berates himself for needing to touch himself at the thought of Lucy.
Another thought occurs to him. If he's in Metro, he's no longer in Lucy's chain of command. They'd be free to pursue one another... but she has Chris. Fuck. Maybe Metro would be the best thing for them, he wouldn't see her as much, and that distance would help him move on. He scoffs at himself, he knows there's no moving on for him, but it might help Lucy. He doesn't want to ruin her relationship with Chris, he doesn't want to cause her any more hurt.
Tim swallows the sick feeling that rises in his throat. His relationship with Lucy is falling away from him. It's been five weeks and he hasn't heard a word from her either. She could have messaged at any time but she hasn't. As Tim lays there in the dark he realizes that there is no going back for their relationship, whatever they had is gone and her radio silence confirms that.
Lucy pauses at the threshold to Mid Wilshire station and inhales deeply the oddly comforting smell of coffee and B.O. It smells like home and that is a disturbing thought. She isn't officially back on duty but at Sergeant Grey's request she was popping in to touch base about her time at UC school. She looked around for her friends and nervously scanned the area for a certain someone. She bites back her disappointment at not seeing him, or any of her friends for that matter, they're obviously out on patrol.
How would she even greet him? Act like nothing happened? Keep it brief and professional? Maybe he'd see her and not greet her at all. That prospect made her chest tighten. Pulling herself together she heads towards Grey's office.
Their meeting is breif and he seems genuinely proud of what she's accomplished and that makes Lucy feel warm inside. She is proud of herself too.
After saying hello to a few people she reluctantly goes to leave but runs into Angela.
"You're back!" she exclaims happily, pulling Lucy in for a hug. "It's good to see you, we missed you around here."
"I missed you all too, it's good to be home, though I'm not back for another two days."
"Well we should go out and get a drink soon, catch up on all the changes around here."
"Changes? Ooh like what?" Lucy asks eagerly, she's missed Angela's never ending supply of gossip.
"Well, with Tim gone there's been a few interesting changes like--"
"What? What do you mean Tim's gone?" Lucy feels her heart skip a beat then thunder at a gallop in her chest.
Angela looks at her in confusion. "He went to Metro. In West Hollywood."
"What?" She whispers. The sides of her face fizzing from some unknown emotion. He left? Tim left, not just patrol but the station. He left and he didn't tell her.
"Lucy, I thought you knew?" Lucy shakes her head, not trusting her voice right now.
"That idiot." Angela chastises. "Well, he's off today if you wanna go talk to him."
"Right... Look I gotta go." she swallows and steps away from Angela, keeping her head down as she heads for the door.
Angela watches her go, a small mischievous smile spreading across her lips.
"Get back here Kojo!" Tim follows after Kojo with a towel, needing to dry off the excess water from his fur after his bath. He had kindly decided to roll in something very questionable on their hike, then roll on him. "Fine! At least go and dry off outside." Tim shakes his head in surrender as he ushers Kojo out into the yard before heading in to shower himself.
While he's changing into a pair of sweat pants and t-shirt there's suddenly a series of loud knocks on his front door. "Who the hell?" He mumbles to himself as he goes to answer it. He looks through the peep hole and his breath catches. Lucy. He quickly opens the door and is met by a very beautiful and very angry Lucy Chen. Her fists are clenched at her sides, her eyes almost wild as she pushes in past him.
"Chen, when did you get back? What's …what's going on?" This definitely isn't how he imagined their first meeting after her return to go.
"Don't Chen me you asshole!" Tim's mouth drops open and he steps back from one very angry woman. "How could you not tell me Tim?" She starts to pace. "You left! You left and you never said anything. I had to find out from Angela. I know everything between us is complicated but do you really think so little of me now that you would just leave and say nothing?!"
Tim stares at her like she has two heads, totally taken aback by the anger aimed at him. Her pacing is making him dizzy. "Lucy stop." He grabs her shoulders to halt her pacing.
"No, let go of me" she tries to free herself from his grasp, but he holds steady. She feel tears start to brim her eyes at the feel of his touch because dammit she's missed him. No, she won't cry over this asshole.
"Lucy! For gods sake just stop. You keep saying I've left. What are you talking about?"
She jabs her finger into his chest "You've gone to Metro"
"Yes, but what--"
She struggles against him again. "You asshole, did you really think this wouldn't hurt me?"
Tim wraps his arms around her and pulls her against his chest to keep her still. "Dammit Lucy, I don't know why me going to Metro is upsetting you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I thought you wanted space... space from me."
"I wanted a bit of space Tim, I didn't want you to leave Mid Wilshire, to leave me..." The lump in her throat is too much and the first tears slide down her cheeks.
"Leave you? Lucy..." Tim cups her cheek and tilts her face to look at him. "I haven't left Mid Wilshire."
"But... but Angela just told me that you left to go to West Hollywood..." Lucy feels the brunt of her anger ebb away.
"I don't know why she told you that and I'll be having word with her..." He looks deeply into her eyes. "but I'm not going anywhere."
"You're not? "
"No." He wipes away her tear with the pad of his thumb.
"Oh..." Lucy collapses against his chest and pulls him tightly against her, breathing him in. "I thought you left because of me. I thought I'd ruined everything and lost you."
"You'll never lose me" He whispers "These past six weeks have been rough without you." He smooths his fingers into her hair and holds her head snuggly against his chest. "I thought I'd lost you, I thought you'd hate me."
"Never. Not for one second Tim."
"You didn't text me"
"You didn't text me either... God, we're idiots" She huffs against his chest.
He rubs his other hand up and down her back in a soothing motion, swaying them softly from side to side. She feels so right in his arms, like her body was made to fit against his.
"I missed you." She says almost shyly. He pulls her even tighter against himself, breathing in the floral scent of her hair. "I missed you too" he lays a soft kiss on the top of her head then freezes. He starts to pull away but she holds fast.
" Shit, I'm sorry... Chris" She's still with Chris and he's over stepping boundaries again.
Lucy looks up at him, holding onto his t-shirt to stop him from pulling away. "I broke up with Chris weeks ago."
"Oh"
"But shit, Ashley. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have." Now he holds fast to her as she starts to move away.
"I broke up with Ashley weeks ago too."
"Oh... you never said."
"Neither did you."
"We really are idiots"
Lucy finally takes in his appearance. He's obviously freshly showered and looking so tempting in his grey sweatpants. She feels heat start to build between her legs at the feel of his body against hers. Reaching up she smooths her thumb over Tim's bottom lip. "The time apart from you, I thought it would help lessen what I feel for you, that maybe it was all just circumstantial, but...."
Tim's heart beats wildly in his chest as she speaks. "But?"
"But... I've never wanted anyone the way way I want you."
"Lucy..."
"If you feel differently... just tell me--" She let out a yelp as Tim lifts her off the ground and crowds her against the wall, her legs wrapping around him instinctively, making her skirt slide high up her thighs.
His body flush with hers Tim runs his lips along her jaw to her ear whispering "I want you Lucy. Fuck, you've no idea how much I want you"
Lucy pulls his head back and they stare at each other. "Tim"
His lips collide with hers, meeting in a desperate kiss. Tim sucks on her bottom lip and she opens to him on a moan, her tongue sliding heatedly against his own. Hitching his hips he grinds his hardness against her center, eliciting a loud moan from her lips.
"That sound" He groans, moving his lips to the column of her neck. "Do you know how many times I've had to fist my cock because of you and those delicious little noises you make?" he sinks his teeth into her skin before soothing it with his tongue making her whimper, her nails digging into his muscular shoulders.
"Mmm just like that baby"
"God Tim.. please"
"What do you need?"
"I need everything... touch me, please"
Tim claims her mouth again and slowly slides his hand from behind her head, down her neck until he reaches her full breasts. He rolls the peaked nipple poking through her top between his fingers, making her gasp into his mouth. Tim chuckles at her while his hand leaves her nipple and continues down. With a torturous pace he runs his hand along the inside of her thigh, higher and higher until he feels the heat of her.
"Tim please" She begs into his ear.
"So needy, Boot"
Calling her Boot during this is going to give her a new kink, she can feel it.
Taking pity on her he pulls her soaked panties to the side and slides his fingers through the wetness he finds there. "Fuck, so wet for me.."
Lucy's head thumps back against the wall at his words. Those magic fucking words. He continues to tease her, fingertips brushing over her clit but never with enough pressure to ease her need. "Tim..." she whines causing a devious smirk to pull at his lips. "You sound good moaning my name, I can't wait to make you scream it."
Tim suddenly moves her, walking them to the couch before laying her down and moving between her legs. "I need to see you" he pants as he pulls her skirt down her legs, revealing her soaked red thong underneath. Lucy sits up slightly and pulls her shirt over her head, quickly unclasping her bra and flinging it away.
"You're perfect." he whispers in awe.
He runs his lips up the inside of her thigh while his hands cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers making her moan loudly.
"What do you want, baby? My mouth or my fingers?"
"Both" she sighs, running her fingers through his hair, moving him closer to where she needs him.
He chuckles, biting and licking his way to her center "Such a greedy boot" Finally he pulls her thong off and licks through her heat, kissing and sucking her clit into his mouth.
"Oh... fuck...." she gasps.
Tim groans at the taste of her on his tongue. "So perfect" He whispers before sliding a finger into her pussy. Lucy moans loudly, back arching off the couch as he adds another finger, pumping steadily in and out of her.
With the delicious torment of her clit and the way he's now curling his fingers inside her, she's not going to last long. She's been on edge for weeks now and he really knows what he's doing.
Tim sucks her clit into his mouth and smooths the flat of his tongue against the swollen bud at a steady pace, while his fingers fuck her pussy deeply. He curls his fingers, hitting that perfect spot inside with every hard thrust. Lucy can't stop the moans and unintelligible words leaving her mouth as she grinds against his mouth. It's never felt like this, its never felt so good!
"Oh fuck Tim... I'm close"
"That's it Lucy, come on my fingers" He groans loudly, feeling her walls beginning to flutter around his fingers. "You're gonna feel so perfect around my cock." Keeping the same pace with his fingers he sucks her clit between his teeth again and she explodes against him. Lucy's back bows off the couch, head tipping back as she comes hard, screaming his name. Her moans turn into an almost sob as he works her through her orgasm.
Finally he pulls his cum slicked fingers from her. Bringing the digits to her mouth, she eagerly sucks them between her lips, making him hiss and grasp his cock at the feeling of her tongue working his fingers clean. "Good girl" Lucy whimpers at the praise and he saves that knowledge for later.
Removing his fingers from her mouth he chases her taste with his tongue. Their kiss is wet and dirty and so spine tinglingly delicious. Lucy pulls him down fully on top of her, wrapping her legs around his waist and grinding against the hard length of him.
"I need to taste you" she whispers against his lips before flipping them in a move that leaves Tim wide eyed and shocked. He gazes up at her, naked, straddling his hips and Lucy blushes at the intensity of it. His gaze is almost reverent and it makes her feel like the most desirable thing he's ever set his eyes on.
"Too many clothes" She pouts at the t-shirt hiding him from her. Tim chuckles and pulls the top off revealing the finely honed muscles beneath. "Damn..." she breathes running her fingers over the hard plains of his body before sliding down to place wet open mouth kisses against his skin. She flicks her tongue against his nipple and his hips cant up in search of friction. She continues to kiss and nip her way down, noting he groans loudly at the bite of her teeth. She loves that he's not quiet. Her fingers run teasingly along the top of his sweats making the muscles of his abdomen tense and his cock jump beneath her.
"Lucy.." She smiles smugly at the desperate way her name leaves his lips. In one smooth motion she pulls his sweats down and off, flinging them to join the rest of their clothes. She sits back on her heels and looks at him. Tanned skin, muscles hard and defined and his cock... oh my. "You're incredible" Tim flushes pink to the tips of his ears and it makes Lucy fall for him even more.
Her eyes drop to the twitching hardness against his stomach. Lucy licks her lips at the sight and takes his length in her hand giving it a long slow stroke from base to tip. Tim's head drops back against the couch on a moan. "Baby"
Lucy hums her approval of her new pet name before bringing her mouth to his cock, kissing the swollen head before swirling her tongue around it lapping up the precum she find there and moaning at the taste of him.
"Fuck" he hisses, gathering her hair in his hands to watch her.
She licks him greedily from base to tip, her fingers sliding beneath his balls to circle his base making a cock ring with her hand. "I've dreamt about the weight of you against my tongue-" She takes him into her mouth, sliding her lips and tongue down him until he reaches the back of her throat before hollowing her cheeks and sucking back up the length of him.
Tim moans loudly, his fingers tightening in her hair "Good fucking girl, just like that" Lucy hums happily at the praise and takes him in again, deeper and deeper until he's writhing beneath her, hips thrusting into the wet heat of her mouth. The sounds he's making are driving her wild, she can feel her wetness running down her thighs. She needs to feel him inside her. Now. Tim has the same desperate need and pulls her mouth off him with a pop. She scrambles forward until she's hovering over his cock.
"Next time I'm coming in that pretty mouth but right now, I need to be inside you." Tim grasps her hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. Lucy is breathing heavy with need, her gaze fixed on his cock.
"I'm clean and on birth control."
"I'm clean too"
"Good, because I need to feel you come inside me" she gasps as she slides her wetness back and forth along his length, rubbing the tip against her swollen clit. Notching the head of his cock against her entrance she locks her eyes with his. The blue of his eyes has been eaten by the black and they're shining with an emotion she knows is mirrored in her own. Slowly she sinks down onto him and they gasp in unison, the pleasure sending twin bolts of lightning up their spines. She sinks down fully onto him gasping at the delicious stretch of him. Lucy leans forward and rests her forehead against his. Tim cups her jaw between his hands, thumbs stroking against her cheeks holding her in place while they breath each other's air.
"Tim..." she chokes at the intensity of the feelings coursing through her. It's finally happening.
"I know, baby" she can hear the same tension in his voice. She has never felt anything like this. He kisses her softly, deeply and its more intense than anything they've shared so far. "You were made for me Lucy Chen, I'm sure of it."
Her heart skips a beat at his words and she has to swallow back the lump in her throat. "And you were made for me" She smiles at him lovingly.
Tim's hands slide from her face, down over her breasts and stomach before grabbing her hips that are flush against his. Gripping her tightly he pulls her forward along his length and then sharply back.
"Oh.my.fucking.god" Lucy moans and gasps in staccato breaths at the intense pleasure quickly building between her thighs. With each forward pull her clit is grinding against his hard abs and with every push back the head of his cock is hitting against her g-spot.
"That's it, take what you need from my cock. Ugh fuck you feel so good. Can you hear how wet you are for me baby?"
"Oh. Oh. Oh... there's no way... Tim!" Her moans are getting louder and louder, she feels her orgasm building, there's no way, its only been about 30 seconds.
Tim makes the movements sharper and Lucy's eye's snap shut from the pleasure.
"Eyes on me Lucy" Her eyes snap open to his. "Good girl"
That does it. Her orgasm explodes through her, whiting out her vision as she feels every nerve light up in her body and wetness gush from her pussy.
Tim helps her ride out the last of her aftershocks before flipping her over onto her back. "You are so fucking perfect."
Lucy wraps her legs high around him making Tim groan loudly as he sinks deeper into her. Wrapping one arm under the small of her back he tilts her pelvis and the new angle makes her gasp, his body fully pressed against hers.
Tim snaps his hips hard against hers, their skin slapping loudly together in the quiet room. Running her fingers through his hair she scrapes her nails along his scalp, then pulls the skin where his neck meets his shoulder into her mouth, sucking a mark into his skin before biting the skin between her teeth. Tim growls into her ear, snapping his hip harder against her.
"Tim, oh god!" Lucy's moans come out in almost sobs at the feel of him pounding into her.
"You feel how perfectly your wet pussy grips me? So fucking tight, milking my cock"
"Tim please, I need your cum. Please. Fuck I need to feel you fill me."
Tim knows he can't hold off anymore when she's begging so nicely. "Give me one more baby" he says as he bring his fingers between them to rub tight circles on her clit.
"Tim" She cries, nails digging into the muscles of his shoulders making his balls tighten.
"That's it, good girl. Fuck, give me one more and you can have my cum" He feels her walls clench tightly against him as she comes and his orgasm explodes through him shooting hot ropes of cum inside her.
He rests his forehead against hers as he come back down to earth, his heavy breathing matching hers.
Pulling back his head to look at her, he find an equal look of disbelief in her eyes. They stare at each other for a moment before they start to laugh. Lucy's heart flips at the sound of his laughter, she'd never heard him laugh so fully where the smile lights up his eyes. It's the most incredible thing she's ever seen.
"I knew we would be good together but damn!" she giggles at his words, running her hand up and down his back. Now that she can touch him she doesn't want to stop.
"Oh you knew did you?" she smiles.
"Oh yeah. Was I wrong?"
"No you were right. Very, very, very right!"
Tim laughs again and her heart feels so full.
"Come on, lets get cleaned up" he drops a soft kiss to her lips and she hums happily then squeaks when he sits back on his heels before lifting her off the couch, her body still wrapped around him.
"How can you lift me? how can you even move your legs?! I can barely feel mine" she peppers kisses across his lips, cheek and neck as he walks them to his bedroom.
"It's called stamina." he puffs out his chest, lightly smacking her ass making her gasp. He smiles at her knowingly and she bites her lip. "Noted"
"What is?"
He slaps her ass again. "Brat. You know what."
Giggling she hides her face in his neck as he kicks the bathroom door closed.
Freshly showered, warm, happy and sated they lay in bed limbs tangled. Lucy lazily stroking her hand up and down his back while Tim runs his fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp.
"You know-" Tim starts, tucking a damp curl behind her ear "-now that I'm in metro, I won't be in your direct chain of command"
Lucy's eyes open and she tilts her head back to meet his gaze. "I hadn't thought of that. So you want to give us a shot then?" She asks shyly.
Tim tilts his head and gives her his trademark TO look of disbelief. "Lucy. What part of tonight made you think that I wasn't giving us a shot?"
"I dunno.... I didn't want to assume."
He shakes his head chuckling, "And here I thought you were smart."
"Hey!" she laughs, lightly slapping his shoulder.
"I meant what I said earlier. You were made for me Lucy Chen." He pauses, taking a breath "Before, I never believed in all that soulmate mumbo-jumbo....until I met you. When I say you were made for me Lucy, I really mean it."
She can't stop the tears that brim her eyes. "I love you."
It slips out. She was just so overcome with the feeling of it she couldn't keep it in. Her entire body tenses as she stares at his wide eyed expression.
"I...you don't... I-"
Tim takes her face between his hands and kisses her deeply before pulling back to look at her. "I love you."
"You do?"
He huffs a laugh again "I just told you you're my soulmate and you're surprised that I love you?"
"Hmm, well maybe if you say it again, it'll sink in" she smiles
"Such a brat." he says rolling over and pulling her giggling form tightly against him so she settles on his chest. "I love you"
"I love you too."
Tim sighs contentedly, dropping a kiss to the top of her head. "Get some sleep, baby"
"Mm I love when you call me that."
"I know you do" she can feel him smiling against her hair.
"So damn cocky" she kisses his chest over his heart.
Sleep begins to take them until Lucy gasps suddenly, startling Tim awake.
"Oh.My.God! You're going to be a boot again!"
"Whatever it is you just started planning? Don't you dare!"
"Don't know what you're talking about..... boot"
"Brat."
He kisses her once more before sleep finally takes them.