A Way to Forget (David/Liz, NC-17)
Submitted for the December challenge at davidsinclair: David Needs Love Too...
Title: A Way to Forget
Characters/Pairings: David Sinclair/Liz Warner, mention of Claudia Gomez
Rating: NC-17 (explicit adult situations)
Word Count: 770
Summary: He wanted to remember this... and forget all else.
Spoilers: none
Notes/Warnings: After I made the request for unusual pairings fic at numb3rs_het, this idea suddenly came to me and I surprised myself by writing a pairing outside of canon (other than Colby/OFC-Callie). I also surprised myself by being a bit more graphic than I have been with any other publicly posted fic. If that weren't enough, I challenged myself by using present tense. I don't usually do that, but I hope you like this anyway. I'm still struggling to write these days, but I am trying. I ♥♥♥♥ my beta, julietm, without whom this would never have been posted.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, regrettably - it's not mine.
He’s looking out the window but his mind is elsewhere. He’s thinking about the case, the neighbor’s kid he just saw walk down the street, Claudia… where she might be, if she might be thinking about him. So lost is he that he barely realizes when Liz pulls the car over, strategically placed between light posts on his quiet street so that they are concealed by the shadows. She’d been watching him today. He had noticed, but didn’t think much of it.
Now, he turns to her - the question in his eyes and she smiles. “I could make you forget, you know.”
Confusion sparks through his expression as he questions, “Forget what?”
“Her. Your name. Everything.” He notices a difference in her smile… this one slow, purposed.
He doesn’t have time to respond before her long limbs are gracefully managing their way over the center console of the Charger until her knees are in the floor in front of him and she’s looking up at him - still smiling.
He’s not sure why he’s surprised by how limber she is… or why he’s surprised by the strength in her when she moves his chair back, his full weight with it, to give herself a little more room.
“Liz… I…”
A long, tender finger presses into his lips. “She’s not here any more David. I am. It’s time you learn that.”
He would have spoken but her nimble fingers work quickly… undoing his belt, unbuttoning him and sliding his zipper down until he watches her smooth, caramel colored hands disappearing into his jeans… and he voluntarily moves to help her free him.
All he sees next is her tongue as she wets her lips, her hands now toying with the length of him… stroking him until he’s stiff in her hands. Then red, full lips open and close over him - his dark cock invisible now in the limited light as it disappears into the hot, sweet blackness of her mouth.
He closes his eyes, his head arching back as his fingers instinctively wind in her hair. The dark curls are softer than he imagined they would be and this draws his attention back to her. He watches the curls wrapping around his fingers before his eyes stare down - watching his thick cock disappearing and reappearing time and again between those delicious lips.
She’s right. It’s hard to remember any one… anything… as her tongue and lips suck him in, her one hand tugging at him while her other holds him where she needs him.
He wants to remember this… and forget all else… but he’s losing himself. He calls her name and she hums… vibrations going through him until he’s twitching in her mouth - hot and fast while his hands tighten in her hair.
His body relaxes back into the seat before she carefully slides her way higher. He’s looking up at her as she straddles his lap. He knows she’s not done with him. After all, he still remembers his name… he remembers where they are.
He soon forgets as panties are torn from tender flesh and he’s sliding into her - being drawn in even as she arches her body back and gasps at the size of him. His hands once more tangle in her hair, anchoring her to him.
It will take longer for him this time. She knows it. In the darkness, he sees that was her original purpose.
There is only she now… with him… moving, tangling… forgetting every thing, even that they are inside the confines of a government issued vehicle parked in the shadows outside his apartment building, sighing openly… until they collapse.
She comes with a violent cry, muffled against his shoulder as she falls forward into him. He slides his hands down, untangling fingers from curls, until his fingertips are touching each of her bare thighs - caressing her as she recovers and he with her.
She pulls back after a moment. She’s still smiling… softer now, though just as crooked.
“Still thinking of her?” she rasps.
“Who?” he asks, and now his own smile widens.
“That’s what I thought you’d say,” she answers, adjusting herself until he feels her hands at the back of his neck - slipping upward over the shaved skin of his head, pulling him in until her lips meet his and he’s losing himself to the taste of her.
He’s breathless when she pulls back and again, he’s lost… barely recognizing her words: promises of more - all he has to do is take her upstairs.
He suddenly remembers how to walk but that’s all he’ll think of until the morning.
Title: A Way to Forget
Characters/Pairings: David Sinclair/Liz Warner, mention of Claudia Gomez
Rating: NC-17 (explicit adult situations)
Word Count: 770
Summary: He wanted to remember this... and forget all else.
Spoilers: none
Notes/Warnings: After I made the request for unusual pairings fic at numb3rs_het, this idea suddenly came to me and I surprised myself by writing a pairing outside of canon (other than Colby/OFC-Callie). I also surprised myself by being a bit more graphic than I have been with any other publicly posted fic. If that weren't enough, I challenged myself by using present tense. I don't usually do that, but I hope you like this anyway. I'm still struggling to write these days, but I am trying. I ♥♥♥♥ my beta, julietm, without whom this would never have been posted.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, regrettably - it's not mine.
He’s looking out the window but his mind is elsewhere. He’s thinking about the case, the neighbor’s kid he just saw walk down the street, Claudia… where she might be, if she might be thinking about him. So lost is he that he barely realizes when Liz pulls the car over, strategically placed between light posts on his quiet street so that they are concealed by the shadows. She’d been watching him today. He had noticed, but didn’t think much of it.
Now, he turns to her - the question in his eyes and she smiles. “I could make you forget, you know.”
Confusion sparks through his expression as he questions, “Forget what?”
“Her. Your name. Everything.” He notices a difference in her smile… this one slow, purposed.
He doesn’t have time to respond before her long limbs are gracefully managing their way over the center console of the Charger until her knees are in the floor in front of him and she’s looking up at him - still smiling.
He’s not sure why he’s surprised by how limber she is… or why he’s surprised by the strength in her when she moves his chair back, his full weight with it, to give herself a little more room.
“Liz… I…”
A long, tender finger presses into his lips. “She’s not here any more David. I am. It’s time you learn that.”
He would have spoken but her nimble fingers work quickly… undoing his belt, unbuttoning him and sliding his zipper down until he watches her smooth, caramel colored hands disappearing into his jeans… and he voluntarily moves to help her free him.
All he sees next is her tongue as she wets her lips, her hands now toying with the length of him… stroking him until he’s stiff in her hands. Then red, full lips open and close over him - his dark cock invisible now in the limited light as it disappears into the hot, sweet blackness of her mouth.
He closes his eyes, his head arching back as his fingers instinctively wind in her hair. The dark curls are softer than he imagined they would be and this draws his attention back to her. He watches the curls wrapping around his fingers before his eyes stare down - watching his thick cock disappearing and reappearing time and again between those delicious lips.
She’s right. It’s hard to remember any one… anything… as her tongue and lips suck him in, her one hand tugging at him while her other holds him where she needs him.
He wants to remember this… and forget all else… but he’s losing himself. He calls her name and she hums… vibrations going through him until he’s twitching in her mouth - hot and fast while his hands tighten in her hair.
His body relaxes back into the seat before she carefully slides her way higher. He’s looking up at her as she straddles his lap. He knows she’s not done with him. After all, he still remembers his name… he remembers where they are.
He soon forgets as panties are torn from tender flesh and he’s sliding into her - being drawn in even as she arches her body back and gasps at the size of him. His hands once more tangle in her hair, anchoring her to him.
It will take longer for him this time. She knows it. In the darkness, he sees that was her original purpose.
There is only she now… with him… moving, tangling… forgetting every thing, even that they are inside the confines of a government issued vehicle parked in the shadows outside his apartment building, sighing openly… until they collapse.
She comes with a violent cry, muffled against his shoulder as she falls forward into him. He slides his hands down, untangling fingers from curls, until his fingertips are touching each of her bare thighs - caressing her as she recovers and he with her.
She pulls back after a moment. She’s still smiling… softer now, though just as crooked.
“Still thinking of her?” she rasps.
“Who?” he asks, and now his own smile widens.
“That’s what I thought you’d say,” she answers, adjusting herself until he feels her hands at the back of his neck - slipping upward over the shaved skin of his head, pulling him in until her lips meet his and he’s losing himself to the taste of her.
He’s breathless when she pulls back and again, he’s lost… barely recognizing her words: promises of more - all he has to do is take her upstairs.
He suddenly remembers how to walk but that’s all he’ll think of until the morning.