Sibling Revelry
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Category:
1 through F › Chuck
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,962
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sarah
Chapter Pairing: Ellie/Sarah
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When she sees Chuck’s girlfriend leave her brother’s room, Ellie takes a deep breath and waits for Sarah to walk past on her way to the door. “Goodnight, Ellie,” the other woman says with a sweet smile. Except, is it really that sweet after all? Ellie knows that she should probably let it go, but she can’t keep silent any longer about the cell phone even though it’s only been 24 hours since she found it.
“Um, Sarah?” The blonde woman turns expectantly and Ellie flushes, thinking about the picture of John Casey tied to a bed. “Can I talk to you about something?” She tries to tell herself that she’s only asking because Chuck’s heart is on the line with this one, and if Sarah’s been cheating on her little brother…
Sarah comes over with another friendly grin. “Sure, what is it?” Her smile wavers only slightly when Ellie procures the cell phone and hands it to her.
“I was just curious about, about this picture.” In case Sarah doesn’t get it she adds, “You know, of John. Tied up.”
She swallows hard when Sarah’s eyes darken and the other woman moves into her personal space, flipping the phone open so that the picture in question is backlit. “It’s a nice picture, isn’t it?” Her breath puffs against the side of Ellie’s face as she gets up close. “You really should have been there – they say a picture is worth a thousand words, but it’s hard to come up with just one when I look at this.” Sarah circles around her, dropping the arm that’s holding the phone over Ellie’s left shoulder. “He’s such a big boy.”
Ellie clears her throat, not really sure where this is going. “It, um, certainly looks like-” Sarah’s hand ghosts over her hip, flickering beneath the hem of her surgical top to touch the skin of her stomach. “It…it…”
“Would you like to know what happened after I took this picture?” Her hand dips beneath the fabric once more and slides up slowly. Ellie nods, not trusting herself to say anything aloud. “I went over and knelt on the bed next to him. He wasn’t sure what was happening, and he couldn’t ask because of the scarf in his mouth… but he caught on as soon as I reached out and started rubbing his cock.” Ellie gasps at both the imagery and the feel of her brother’s girlfriend insinuating her hand beneath her bra. “He actually tried to pretend he didn’t want it, but men can’t lie about these sorts of things.”
Sarah’s voice lowers even further, each murmur sending tiny little puffs of air onto the hyper-sensitive skin of Ellie’s neck. The feel of fingers teasing her nipples makes her moan softly and lean back. “Then what….what happened?” This is wrong, she should move away; she tells herself that she’ll only listen for a few more seconds and then tell Sarah to stop. Just a few more moments, that’s all…
Ellie moans again when Sarah leans in to flick her tongue against the shell of her ear. “Then I yanked down those stupid clover-leaf boxers down and pulled out his cock; so big and thick…” The blonde eases a hand down past her waistband. “You should have heard him groaning around that gag as I sucked him off.”
“Oh,” Ellie whimpers helplessly. She can take no more and doesn’t resist when Sarah drops the phone and tangles her hand in Ellie’s hair to turn her head for a deep, hot kiss.
They’re broken out of their…rapport…at the sudden sound of voices just outside and they each take a step back, fiddling with their hair unnecessarily when the door opens and Devon comes in with the man of the hour. “Hey, babe – John just needed to borrow some plastic wrap,” her boyfriend says cheerfully, leaning down to peck her on the cheek as he goes past.
John hasn’t moved past the threshold, and Ellie’s face starts to heat up as he drags his eyes over both of them in a measuring manner. Somehow, he can tell what they’ve been up to. A lascivious grin tugs at one corner of his mouth. “Awesome.”
~fin~
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When she sees Chuck’s girlfriend leave her brother’s room, Ellie takes a deep breath and waits for Sarah to walk past on her way to the door. “Goodnight, Ellie,” the other woman says with a sweet smile. Except, is it really that sweet after all? Ellie knows that she should probably let it go, but she can’t keep silent any longer about the cell phone even though it’s only been 24 hours since she found it.
“Um, Sarah?” The blonde woman turns expectantly and Ellie flushes, thinking about the picture of John Casey tied to a bed. “Can I talk to you about something?” She tries to tell herself that she’s only asking because Chuck’s heart is on the line with this one, and if Sarah’s been cheating on her little brother…
Sarah comes over with another friendly grin. “Sure, what is it?” Her smile wavers only slightly when Ellie procures the cell phone and hands it to her.
“I was just curious about, about this picture.” In case Sarah doesn’t get it she adds, “You know, of John. Tied up.”
She swallows hard when Sarah’s eyes darken and the other woman moves into her personal space, flipping the phone open so that the picture in question is backlit. “It’s a nice picture, isn’t it?” Her breath puffs against the side of Ellie’s face as she gets up close. “You really should have been there – they say a picture is worth a thousand words, but it’s hard to come up with just one when I look at this.” Sarah circles around her, dropping the arm that’s holding the phone over Ellie’s left shoulder. “He’s such a big boy.”
Ellie clears her throat, not really sure where this is going. “It, um, certainly looks like-” Sarah’s hand ghosts over her hip, flickering beneath the hem of her surgical top to touch the skin of her stomach. “It…it…”
“Would you like to know what happened after I took this picture?” Her hand dips beneath the fabric once more and slides up slowly. Ellie nods, not trusting herself to say anything aloud. “I went over and knelt on the bed next to him. He wasn’t sure what was happening, and he couldn’t ask because of the scarf in his mouth… but he caught on as soon as I reached out and started rubbing his cock.” Ellie gasps at both the imagery and the feel of her brother’s girlfriend insinuating her hand beneath her bra. “He actually tried to pretend he didn’t want it, but men can’t lie about these sorts of things.”
Sarah’s voice lowers even further, each murmur sending tiny little puffs of air onto the hyper-sensitive skin of Ellie’s neck. The feel of fingers teasing her nipples makes her moan softly and lean back. “Then what….what happened?” This is wrong, she should move away; she tells herself that she’ll only listen for a few more seconds and then tell Sarah to stop. Just a few more moments, that’s all…
Ellie moans again when Sarah leans in to flick her tongue against the shell of her ear. “Then I yanked down those stupid clover-leaf boxers down and pulled out his cock; so big and thick…” The blonde eases a hand down past her waistband. “You should have heard him groaning around that gag as I sucked him off.”
“Oh,” Ellie whimpers helplessly. She can take no more and doesn’t resist when Sarah drops the phone and tangles her hand in Ellie’s hair to turn her head for a deep, hot kiss.
They’re broken out of their…rapport…at the sudden sound of voices just outside and they each take a step back, fiddling with their hair unnecessarily when the door opens and Devon comes in with the man of the hour. “Hey, babe – John just needed to borrow some plastic wrap,” her boyfriend says cheerfully, leaning down to peck her on the cheek as he goes past.
John hasn’t moved past the threshold, and Ellie’s face starts to heat up as he drags his eyes over both of them in a measuring manner. Somehow, he can tell what they’ve been up to. A lascivious grin tugs at one corner of his mouth. “Awesome.”
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