Any Time
by Gail (gem225@hotmail.com)
JAG, but by the barest of threads
Page Martinez (my original character)/Syd Cooper (Tinnean's original character)
Rating: adult
An invitation leads to pizza and sex, not in that order.
Disclaimer: Clayton Webb belongs to Belisarius Productions and CBS, but I wouldn't tell him that. Syd and D.B. Cooper belong to Tinnean from her Mind Fuck series, and Page Martinez belongs to me, as does Richardson.
Please do not archive this story without asking me first. It's more than likely that I'll agree, but I want to know where my stories are.
This is f/f slash, two women having sex. If that squicks you, please don't read it.
Notes: Page Martinez is from my het stories Saying goodbye and A dish best served cold. Syd Cooper is from Tinnean's slash story Gee Baby, Ain't I Good to You.
Tinnean cheered me on and let me use her Syd and even set this in the Mind Fuck universe, stories from which can be found at her site. Scarlet most kindly beta'd. Thanks to them both.
*****
Syd put the mug of water down on her desk and picked up the envelope with her name in green ink. She pulled out her chair and sat, tearing open the envelope and taking out the enclosed piece of paper, which read, again in green ink:
I want you. How about tonight?
There was no signature, but Syd knew who'd sent the message. She licked her lips, slid the paper back into the envelope, then into a drawer, which she locked, and stood. She'd answer this in person.
She walked quickly down the hall, nodding to the agents she passed without speaking. The door to the office she wanted was open, and she walked in. Page Martinez and Clayton Webb were standing in front of Page's desk, talking.
"Hi, Page, Clay."
"Hi, Syd." Page grinned at her. "So, we done here, Clay?"
Syd smiled back.
"Hello, Syd." Clayton Webb gave her a smile that faded quickly as he turned back to Page. "All right. We're done. I'll talk to you later if I find I need you to help with this."
"Sure."
Webb nodded, smiled at Page, then Syd, and headed out the door. As soon as he was gone, Syd closed it and walked over to Page, who was now sitting on the corner of her desk, smiling.
"So you want me tonight?"
"I want you now." Page's eyes were bright as she wet her lips and pulled her skirt up to her thighs. "Want to check for yourself?"
Syd laughed softly. "Love to." She slid her right hand under Page's skirt, then gasped as she found there was nothing in her way. She worked a finger into Page's wetness.
"Crotchless panties. Put them on this morning just for you," Page murmured and ground against her hand.
Syd swallowed and made herself take her hand away. "You'll have to wait until tonight."
Page laughed and pressed a kiss on Syd's breast through her shirt. "Right. I'll pick up a pizza if you'll get a bottle of wine."
"No video?" Syd stepped back, even though she didn't want to, then lifted her hand to her mouth and sucked Page's juices off her finger, seeing Page's tongue flicker over her lips. "I'm surprised."
"Hard to watch a video when I've got my head buried between your legs, Syd."
Syd moaned at the thought of Page eating her and told herself firmly not to go over and kiss Page. "I'm not going to get any work done. Good thing I don't have anything I have to do."
"So go home, get the wine, take a bubble bath, and get yourself off."
"You don't want me to wait?"
"You'll have enough for me." Page ran her hand through her short red hair and grinned at Syd. "Seven too early?"
"You can't leave now?"
Page sighed. "No, dammit. But I'll get out of here as soon as I can. Hamburger and onion?"
"Fine. I'll see you at seven."
"Count on it."
Syd smiled, opened the door, and left. Four hours until Page would be in her apartment. She could hardly wait.
*****
When Page got there, still in her suit from work, Syd pulled her inside and was kissing her before the door was closed. Page kissed her back and laughed.
"Jesus, Syd, at least let me get the pizza down!"
Page broke away and took the pizza into the kitchen, then reached for Syd, who'd followed her. Their warm bodies pressed together, and their breasts rubbed against each other. Syd was wearing a red, short robe that came down to mid-thigh and was tied so loosely that it barely covered her. Page seemed to like it, from the gleam in her eyes, and Syd wondered when Page would take it off her.
"Pretty girl." Page's hands stroked Syd's back. "You put that on for me?"
Syd laughed. "No, I thought Director Webb was coming over."
"Bitch." But Page laughed, too. "I would have brought him if I knew you wanted him. Would have taken some doing, since he's obsessed with the death of this DSD mole, but anything for you, baby."
"Wish I'd asked, then." Clayton Webb was a good man to work with, and Syd had wondered how he was in bed, but right now she wanted Page more than anyone. "I could want him."
"Fine, as long as you want me." Page nipped at Syd's neck as her hands found Syd's ass. "I sure as hell want you."
It was so easy with Page. No games. "I want you."
"Good. Bubble bath wasn't enough?" Page licked at Syd's throat as Syd pulled her toward the bedroom, undoing buttons on Page's blouse as well. She wanted to get that blouse off.
"No." She'd come three times, thinking of Page, remembering other times they'd been together. The last orgasm had been so strong that she'd sank down in the water and gotten soapsuds in her dark hair and had to wash and dry it again, but she wanted more. "You?" They were through the doorway, and Syd hoped they'd get to the bed soon.
Page laughed. "You know me too well. I went to the rest room and got off there. Nearly bit through my lip keeping quiet." She tilted her mouth up to Syd's, and Syd, getting the hint, kissed it.
"Poor Page," Syd murmured and licked Page's lower lip, over and over, until Page moaned. "Go ahead; you don't have to be quiet here."
"Better believe I won't."
Syd pulled Page down on the bed with her and got her hand under Page's skirt. "Spread your legs for me. Let me finish what I started in your office."
"Oh, yeah." Page's voice was breathless. "Please, Syd."
Syd slid the pads of her fingers over the wet flesh, and Page moaned and bucked up against her. Syd laughed and circled Page's clitoris lightly, then put three fingers together and jammed them into Page's cunt.
"Syd!"
"That's what I wanted to do," Syd breathed.
"Then do it, Syd. Fuck me harder," Page groaned, and Syd smiled to herself and kept thrusting her fingers into her lover's cunt.
"Better?"
Page groaned again as her reply.
"Bet Richardson would want to see you like this." Syd was sure he would. Richardson was a new agent who had taken one look at Page and hadn't been able to hide that he wanted her. "Or Cooper." Cooper did a better job of hiding his desire, but Syd was sure that he wanted Page, too. Wanted Syd, probably would think he'd died and gone to heaven if he could see them now, which he could someday if he was smart.
"Fuck them. I want you." Page's arms tightened around Syd's body as her hips arched up to get more of Syd's fingers.
"Not even Webb?" Syd was almost certain the Deputy Director of Counter Intelligence and Page had slept together in the past, and possibly still did on occasion.
Page groaned. "Jesus, don't I get a break? No, not Webb! You!"
Syd laughed at the exasperation and frustration in Page's voice. "Yes, you get a break." She angled her head in and licked Page's ear, making the other woman shiver. "You get me." She moved her thumb to press against Page's clitoris as she fucked her with her fingers, and Page's body shook as she came.
Syd held Page as she recovered from her orgasm, loving that she was the one who got to see Page so passionate.
Page stretched and undid Syd's robe, then got her mouth on Syd's near nipple and sucked. "Your turn." Syd swallowed, hearing how husky Page's voice was, and knowing whatever Page was going to do for her would be good. "I want to taste you, baby. Let me."
"Yes." Syd shuddered and watched Page slide off the bed and onto her knees, then reach to pull Syd's hips up to her mouth. Page still had her suit on, and Syd watched her through half-closed eyes, imagining that this was happening at Langley. It got her even hotter to think about doing it there.
"So pretty." Page's tongue licked over Syd's lower lips, which were wet and full. "And so sweet."
"Page, *please*."
Page laughed. "Sure thing. You let me give you what you need."
Syd moaned as Page shifted closer and started licking again, this time not teasing but working on the good spots that would get her to come and come hard. Page knew what she liked, what worked, and what she needed, oh, yes, and Page was giving it to her.
Syd's body shook as Page took her clitoris between her lips and sucked, then bit down gently. Syd cried out and convulsed.
When she came back to herself, Page was beside her, holding her, her lips warm against Syd's cheek. "Pretty Syd," Page murmured. "Ready for some pizza?"
Syd rolled over and kissed Page, tasting herself on Page's lips. When she broke the kiss, Page was smiling as wide as she could feel she was. "Pizza?"
Page laughed and squeezed her, then let go. "Yes, pizza. You taste great, but I want food. Come on."
"Page."
"Yeah?"
Syd swallowed. "I really like having you here."
"I like being here."
"You're welcome any time, you know that."
Page stilled. "No. I didn't know that. Thank you." She kissed Syd's cheek, then sat up. "Come on. I want food."
Syd sat up as well and got her arm around Page. "Any time," she repeated softly, and Page laughed.
"You'll get tired of me."
"I doubt that." Syd took her arm away and stood. "We'll have to reheat the pizza."
"Hey, not my fault you're too cute to resist. And you were the one who dragged me in here!"
Syd laughed as she headed into the kitchen. "Not my fault you're too cute to resist, too." She hoped Page would come over more. Maybe this friendship with sex could become more than that. She'd try, and she thought there was a good chance Page would try, too.
"Hey, Syd, if you're serious about this any time thing, can I have a key? I'll give you one to my place if you want it."
Syd's smile grew as she called back, "Yes."
The End
Posted 3/12/02
