Authors Note: The following Chenford FanFic Episode is emotional and very spicy. It’s also (most likely) the ‘Season Finale’ until Season Six begins in the fall, though I won’t rule out a Bonus Episode if inspiration strikes over the summer. The intention is to keep this series in the same timeline/parallel universe already created. Keeping it close to the show while giving readers missed opportunities or beats in Lucy and Tim’s story, plus a lot of sexy times! 😉 Happy Reading, and here’s to an incredible Season Six of The Rookie and many more amazing Chenford moments. Cheers!
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Lucy’s hand shook, failing to get the key in the lock. With tears blurring her vision, she tried to hide them.
They didn’t hide from each other, not anymore.
Tim pressed his palm to her lower back, stilling her movements. His other hand covered hers, and he took over, unlocking the door. “I got you, babe,” he whispered next to her ear. Lucy nodded, and he opened the door, guiding her inside.
Her tears fell as she dropped her messenger bag, and Tim pulled her into his arms. Lucy cried against his chest while he held her tight. “When’s it going to stop?” she asked. “Aaron and Celina didn’t deserve this.”
“I don’t know. But we’re going to get these bastards.” Tim kissed the top of her head, then laid his cheek there. He rubbed her back, quieting her sobs.
“Do you ever have déjà vu?” Lucy tipped her head back and asked. “I know it’s not the same, but it feels like I’m losing Jackson again.”
“I felt it too. We all did when paramedics brought Celina and Aaron into the hospital. They’ll be okay. We won’t lose them too.”
“How do you know?”
“I don’t. It’s just what we need to believe.”
“I want to…I-” Lucy blinked, and more tears fell.
Tim cupped her face, catching her falling tears with his thumbs. “Let me be here for you now; how I wish I could have then.”
Lucy met his gaze with confusion. “But you were there for me. You slept on my couch and made sure I was okay.”
“I wasn’t there for you…like this,” Tim whispered against her lips, then kissed her. Lucy gripped his wrists, and he deepened their kiss, running his tongue over her bottom lip until she parted them with a gasp. “I love you. Let me take care of you.”
“Please, babe,” Lucy whimpered.
Tim shucked his jacket and boots and then helped Lucy do the same. He took her hand and led her through their bedroom to the bathroom beyond. He turned on one light, keeping things soft, and left her leaning against the counter while he turned on the shower to heat.
The room filled with steam. Tim returned to her, and he clasped her waist, pressing his forehead to hers. “Hey….” A few more tears fell when he tipped her chin to meet his gaze. “I’m going to undress us now, okay?”
“Okay.”
Tim placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “Lift your arms for me.” Lucy complied, and he pulled her shirt over her head, freeing her arms. She lowered them, and he reached behind her, unclasping her bra, letting it join her shirt on the floor.
He left a trail of kisses down her throat to her collarbone. He kissed the tips of her breasts and lowered himself to his knees. He left kisses against her belly and undid the button and zipper of her jeans.
Lucy’s hands went to his hair. Tim looked up to find her sad eyes filled with desire. “Whatever you need, Luce.”
“Take the pain away,” she pleaded, tugging on the strands.
“I’ll do my best. At the very least, I’ll navigate it with you.”
“I love you.”
“Love you, too. Let’s get the rest of these clothes off, yeah?” Lucy let go of his hair, and Tim pulled her jeans and panties off together, helping her step out of them. He then made quick work of his clothes and pulled her under the warm shower.
He turned her, putting her back to the spray and pressing her front to his, and he did his best not to get distracted by her lush curves pressed against him while he washed her hair.
Lucy groaned and arched further while his fingertips massaged her scalp. Her hands went to his waist, then snaked to his ass, gripping him.
“Lucy….” He half groaned, half growled. She hooked her left leg behind his, opening her thighs and allowing his cock to nestle against her pussy. With his hands still in her hair, he brought her face close to his and nipped her lips. Then he commanded, “Turn around and put your hands on the wall.”
“Yes, officer,” she said, complying. Tim put her hands on the tile where he wanted them and tapped the inside of her feet to make her stance wider. Then he bent her forward until the shower spray hit her shoulders and upper back, massaging her tense muscles while he played with her.
He slid a hand down her back to her ass, cupping a fleshy cheek. “Fuck. I love this ass.” He wrapped his other hand around the base of his cock and stroked himself. His gaze glued to her luscious cheeks.
Lucy pushed back, tipping her hips, trying to draw him between her thighs. “You want this?” he asked, rubbing himself against her.
“Please,” she begged. Tim lined himself up with her entrance, slowly pressing inside her inch by inch while Lucy moaned his name.
He held himself deep, his groin flush against her ass. “Fuck me. Please,” Lucy pleaded.
Tim fucking loved hearing it. He wrapped his arm around her, cupping her breast in his hand. He pulled her back against him, her head falling to his shoulder while his palm moved from her breast to her throat, holding her in place. His other hand dove between her thighs, his fingers stroking her clit. “Beg me some more,” he commanded.
She swallowed beneath his palm, her words catching in her throat. “Please,” she gasped. “Tim, fuck me, please. I need you.”
“There’s my girl.” He nipped at her ear, making her shudder in his arms. “How do you want it, Luce? Soft and slow or hard and fast?”
She tilted her head, giving him better access to her lips, her breath a tease against his mouth when she whispered, “Give me soft and slow when I fall asleep in your arms. Right now, I need you to fuck me hard and fast. Please, babe.” She writhed against him, his fingers continuing to tease her.
“Anything for you.” He adjusted his grip, moving the hand at her throat to her shoulder, draping his arm across her chest. Tim kept her flush against him. He pulled his hips back until only the head of his cock remained inside her. She whimpered. “I love you,” he said, then he did his best to fuck the pain away….
Their phones rang, waking them and putting them both on alert. “Something’s wrong.” Tim got to his first, Lucy answering her phone seconds later. They jumped out of bed, looking at each other across the mattress with them pressed to their ears.
“Get dressed now!” “We need to go!” they said at the same time. Not knowing if they’d be next on the attacker’s list, they dropped their phones, dressed, and grabbed their sidearms from their gun safes.
Lucy checked her clip. “You good?” he asked.
She shoved her piece in its holster and met his gaze. “Let’s go kick some mother fucking bad guy ass.”
“Fuck, I love you.”
“Love you too, babe. Now, let’s go.”
Despite the dire circumstances, Tim smirked. “Yes, ma’am.” His girl is ready for whatever they’d face.
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