Title: The Perfect Bed
Author: mbinc
Pairing: Cath/Sara
Fandom: CSI
Rated: NC-17
Disclaimer: CSI belongs to CSB and Jerry Bruckheimer.
A/N: For rebelrsr, happy birthday! :D

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Catherine walked into the break room, carrying several catalogues. “Sara?”

“Yes, Catherine,” the brunette said as she turned a page of the newspaper before picking up her mug and taking a big gulp of coffee.

“I need some help,” Catherine said as she threw the catalogues onto the table and sat down opposite Sara.

Sara looked up from her newspaper and noticed the catalogues that were lying on the table. “Your perp used a bed to kill his victim?” Sara smirked.

“Ha ha, very funny, Sidle,” Catherine said as she grabbed one of the catalogues and started leafing through it. “I need a new bed.”

“Wild night broke your bed?” Sara quipped.

“Wild morning, actually,” Catherine countered, earning her a look of surprise from the brunette. “Lindsey decided to wake me up by jumping on the bed,” she added. “Before we knew it we were lying on the ground.”

“Ah,” Sara replied. “And now you’re looking for a Lindsey-resistant one?”

“Yep, and since you told me a few weeks ago that you bought a new one, I thought you could help me out.”

“You could come over and try mine,” Sara said jokingly.

“Really?” Catherine looked up, one eyebrow raised. “Great! Can I stop by after shift?”

Completely dumbstruck by Catherine’s reaction, Sara could merely nod. “Good. I’ll meet you in an hour in the parking lot?” Again Sara could only nod.

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Sara looked at Catherine who crawled onto her bed. “The box-spring is adjustable, though I prefer it like it is. It’s soft, yet it supports your back perfectly,” she said as she switched on the small wall lights, turning them to a low setting.

After kicking off her shoes she also got onto the bed, resting against the headboard with her eyes closed. “It’s not that expensive. Plus, they deliver it and set it up.”

“Mmmm,” Catherine groaned as she stretched out on the bed. “Very comfy.”

Sara lay still in bed, her tall frame completely rigid. Catherine’s body, tossing and turning mere inches from hers, caused her hormones to go crazy. She had to use all her willpower not to reach out and ravish the strawberry blonde.

“How about nightly activities?” Catherine suddenly asked. “Still as comfy?”

Sara was thankful her semi-darkened bedroom hid the deep red blush she now sported. “I…ehm…haven’t tried yet.”

Catherine turned towards Sara, softly placing one hand on the brunette’s taut stomach. “Are you telling me your bed is still a virgin?”

The second Sara felt Catherine’s fingers on her stomach, she was lost. “Uhm…Ehh…I,” Sara stuttered, her mind fighting so hard to keep her body from betraying her. She wanted Catherine so bad, but knew that she was merely there to test the bed. She couldn’t want more, could she?

Catherine rolled on top of Sara, settling her body between the taller woman’s legs. She reached for a dark lock and pushed it behind Sara’s ear. After locking eyes and making sure she had Sara’s attention, Catherine asked, “Wanna give your box-spring a nice workout?”

Sara gulped audibly. Oh my… “Definitely,” Sara said before could even think about Catherine’s question any longer. She leaned up and kissed the strawberry blonde slowly. “Anything to help you find the perfect bed.”

The End

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Next story in series - The Perfect Car.