Safe Return | By : Ararete9 Category: 1 through F > Covert Affairs Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Covert Affairs, and make no money from this story.. Auggie would be required to go shirtless, if that was the case. |
It was that moment that did her in. Back from Belarus, safe and sound, all because of him. Because of Auggie. They hadn’t worked together for long, but he already knew her every move. He’d told her so as he walked down the stairs. Annie sighed, walking back to her desk. She’d thought for so long that she was in love with Ben, that she couldn’t live without him. At some point, though, her thoughts turned from Ben to Auggie, and he was the one Annie thought of to make her happy. Today, after getting back from being taken prisoner, escaping, and coming back home, Annie realized something: she needed Auggie. He was the only thing she could think about, and for the rest of the day, she couldn’t concentrate on her reports. So, Annie started working on a plan to get her man.
Thank god she’d returned safely, Auggie thought as he walked away from Annie. He didn’t know what he’d do without her, one of his only real friends since Afghanistan. He hadn’t felt right since she left, but all the tension melted away when her perfume snuck into the room steps before she did. All Auggie had wanted to do was hold her close and feel that she was real and there. He had been so afraid for her, stuck in Belarus, having God knows what done to her when she was captured. But Annie, his smart girl, had gotten herself and Riva away from their captors and onto Ukrainian soil so Jai could rescue them. Having maneuvered himself back to his desk, Auggie spent the rest of the day working on his report from the mission and trying to keep his mind off Annie.
At quitting time, Auggie signed out of the building and made his way to the bus to get home. Annie hadn’t said goodbye to him, but she was probably tired and left early when he was in the middle of something. He heard the bus and held up a hand, feeling for the handrail when it stopped. Climbing up carefully, Auggie took his seat and directed his sightless eyes out the window, ready to count the number of stops to his house. A few minutes later, he was at his front door, unlocking it and going inside.
He caught a particular scent in the air, but before he could identify it, he was pushed up against the wall next to the door. A voice said “Stay,” and pulled away from him to shut the front door. Immediately, the person, a woman, judging from the feel of them and their voice, was pressed against him again. Auggie took a deep breath and his eyes widened when he realized who the mysterious woman was. He opened his mouth to say her name, but Annie’s finger was on his lips before he could speak. “It’s just me, Auggie. I’m doing what I think we both want. Nod if I’m right,” she said as she ran her hand down his chest. Auggie swallowed hard and nodded, reaching out a hand for her. She took it and directed him to her face. Gliding his fingers over her cheek, Auggie aimed his face to where he presumed hers was, and leaned down slowly. She stood on her toes as the same time, and their lips connected with a rush.
Auggie slid his arms around Annie’s small frame and brought her closer. She gave a little sigh and brought her hand around to his neck, pulling him closer at the same time she opened her mouth. At that, Auggie pulled back a little, roving his empty gaze over her face. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it properly, not in my front hallway.” Annie was close enough he could feel it when she smiled, and she nipped at his bottom lip. “To the bedroom, then?,” she said, taking his hand again but making no move.
Auggie caught her meaning and took the lead, keeping one hand on the wall to guide them. His slacks were starting to get tight, and he could hear Annie’s breathing speeding up a little. He jumped a little when her free hand came up and started tugging at his shirt to pull it out of said pants. “Getting ahead of the game, aren’t you?” He said, smiling a bit. At that, Annie growled a bit and released his hand. Just as he was about to ask her why, she pinned him to the wall again. “Annie? I admit I don’t hate this, far from it, but what-” Auggie gasped in a breath as she lightly stroked him through his slacks, his cock pulsing. “I don’t want to wait for the bedroom,” Annie said as she pressed her body against his.
She could feel his hardness against her stomach, and smiled against his throat, nibbling at his racing pulse. With one hand working on unbuttoning Auggie’s shirt, her other slid around behind him and landed on his butt, squeezing gently. Auggie groaned, arching against her. Having succeeded in undoing the shirt, Annie slid both her hands up his chest, opening his shirt enough so she could do what she’d wanted since seeing him shirtless for the first time. The man in front of Annie laid his hands on her hips and pulled her to him, groaning her name as she gently bit his nipple and laved away the hurt. “ God, Annie, keep doing that, and I won’t last for much longer.” Annie grinned and did the same thing to the other side, rubbing her hips against his. Auggie’s hand’s tightened like he was about to move, but Annie knew him, and grabbed his wrists, stopping him. “Hands on the wall, mister. So far, you haven’t had any complaints, so I’m going to do what I want to you.” His head thumped against the wall, but Auggie complied. Despite being blind, Auggie was accustomed to taking the lead in sex, so this was new. But, he knew Annie well, and knew she wasn’t much used to a secondary role in things. He wanted to make her happy, so he was going to follow Annie’s lead even if it killed him.
Annie made a happy noise and went back to paying attention to his chest, running her fingers lightly through his chest hair and the backs of her fingernails over his nipples. Auggie shuddered at the attention, but didn’t otherwise move. He wanted so badly to be able to see Annie, to know what she was planning next. Like that, he thought, breathing her name as she went to work on removing his pants. Her hands kept brushing against his aching cock as she undid his fly, each touch making him just a little bit hard until he could barely stand it anymore. “I want to touch you, Annie,” Auggie said roughly, but made no move to do so. Annie leaned up to kiss him again, her tongue flicking against his lips. Pushed to the edge, Auggie brought his hands up and laid them on her arms, sliding them up to hold her head in place as he possessed her mouth. This time it was Annie that moaned, her hands curling around the waistband of Auggie’s slacks as his tongue twined with hers.
Gathering what wits she had left, Annie grabbed his pants and boxers and yanked them down, immediately reaching back up to wrap her hand around him. His mouth tore away from hers and he shouted her name, hips helplessly thrusting into her hand. “Oh God, Annie! Are you trying to kill me?” Annie’s hand moved along his length, and her other hand gently caressed his balls, squeezing lightly every so often. She leaned up and put her mouth next to his ear as he panted and said breathlessly, “I’ve thought about doing this for so long, Auggie. Thought about making you come, making you shout my name. Making you mine,” she said, and that was it for Auggie. His cock pulsed as he came, spurting onto her hand and clothes as he shouted his release. His hands gripped her waist tightly as he continued to thrust against her, riding out his orgasm. A few moments later, he leaned against the wall, muscles too relaxed to make him stand up straight. “Jesus, Annie,” he said, mind too adrift to say anything else.
Annie’s eyes roved the lanky body in front of her as she finished stroking the last of his orgasm from him. She removed her hands at last, putting her clean hand on his chest and leaning in. “You want to know what else I’ve been thinking about, Auggie? I’ve been thinking about tasting you,” she whispered, and started cleaning his come off her hand, moaning quietly with delight. Auggie groaned, his cock stirring again. “You live to torture me, don’t you,” he asked her, sightless eyes staring at the ceiling. Her hand clean, Annie reached up and lightly grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Auggie could barely believe the whole situation, Annie kissing him, his taste in her mouth after having stroked him off to the best orgasm of his life, her breasts pressed to his naked chest. He groaned into her mouth and, quick as a wink, spun her around and pinned her to the wall, still kissing her. Annie’s lips curved against his as she rubbed her body against his. Auggie’s erection was quickly coming back to full hardness as he moved his head to nip his way down her throat. “Now it’s my turn to torture you, sweetheart.”
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