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28 December 2008 @ 07:25 am
A Woman Waits for Me 38/39  
Title: A Woman Waits for Me
: 38/39
: ladygray99 
Pairing: Charlie/Colby, Don/OFC
Summary: When Don’s life slides into the darkness only family will help him find his way out. - The Wedding Night
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1,812
Warning: FLUFFY, slash, het
Disclaimer: Numb3rs belongs to other people who are not me. I’m not making any money from this though I wish I were.
Previous Chapters: Part 4 of Whitman ‘verse. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37
Authors Notes: Double dose your insulin, this is so sweet and fluffy I have no idea what it’s doing in this story. Feedback please.
Betas: swingandswirl and riverotter1951 


Part 38
The Feel of Love

Don toed off his shoes and sat hard on the bed, letting out a long sigh, the sheer length of the day finally catching up. The bed was soft and there was a real temptation just to fall back on it and go to sleep. In the other room of the suite, Don could hear Anne softly humming to Mattie. Despite a couple of teeth still pushing in he’d been a real trooper all day, the rather matronly head of the catering staff keeping him well stocked with ice rings and frozen apple slices.

 Don stripped off his tie and his jacket, letting them fall at the foot of the bed. Anne slid into the bedroom, pulling the door mostly shut behind her.

 “He’s asleep,” she said with a soft smile.

 “Did I get a chance to tell you today how beautiful you look?” Don asked.

 “Maybe once or twice.” She stepped near the bed and Don pulled her close, resting his cheek against her stomach.

 “Walking down that aisle you looked so beautiful, like a virgin goddess on earth.”

 Anne chuckled. “You’re the second person today to accuse me of looking like a virgin.”

 “It must be the dress.”

 Anne bent over and kissed Don softly. “Have I managed to tell you today how handsome you look, Agent Eppes?”

 “I think once or twice.”

 “My knight in shining Kevlar.”

 Don grinned and Anne began working the buttons on his shirt until he could shrug it off. Don stood and reached his arms around Anne and began undoing the long row of buttons that went down her back until she gave a shrug and the dress pooled at her feet. She went to lift the crown from her head but Don stopped her hands.

 “Leave it. A knight needs his princess.”

 They kissed and with practiced hands managed to strip the last of the clothes from each other except for Don’s socks. Don looked down. “Explain to me how every woman looks sexy standing in just her stockings but every guy looks like an idiot standing in just his socks?”

 Anne shrugged. “It’s just one of those things,” she said, trying not to chuckle. Don sat on the bed and pulled off his socks.



 Anne settled herself onto Don’s lap her legs wrapped around his waist. Don groaned into their kiss, feeling her wet warmth pressed against his length. He slid a hand between them, his fingers seeking a hard little nub and once finding it teasing at it oh so gently.

 Anne’s eyes fluttered shut and her head rolled back as she began to rock against Don’s fingers. Don wanted this to last, wanted to hold this moment forever, but knew they were both just too tired. In the morning they could lay in bed, take hours to make love, but for tonight…

 Don laid back slowly his hands never leaving Anne’s body, her skin flushing a lovely pink, as she slid and settled first on him and then with a smooth move, around him. Don nearly whimpered as Anne pulsed around him, smooth, hot and wet.

 “Have I mentioned today that I love you?” Don asked in a breathless whisper.

 “I think once or twice.”

 “Never let me forget to tell you that.”

 “I promise.”


Colby watched Charlie toss the jacket of his tux across the room with a grand sweep of his arm, then flop down on the bed with a happy bounce, his face a picture of bliss.

 “We did it.” Charlie proclaimed, throwing his arms wide. “We have successfully married off the commitmentphobe of the millennium, my dear brother. We got him walked down the aisle, ring on his finger, first dance, wedding night, the whole shebang, and Ian didn’t even need to shoot him.”

 Colby smiled, feeling a little blissed out from the champagne himself.

 “Wedding night.” Colby half mused aloud.

 “What?” Charlie said.

 Colby shook his head. “Nothing.” He took off his own jacket with far less flair and sat down next to Charlie, cupping his face for a kiss.

 Charlie’s lips were soft and a little dry and his kiss tasted spicy with an odd mix of champagne and the salsa he’d gorged on towards the end of the night.

 It was like their first kiss, soft and unhurried, pressed against Charlie’s car in the CalSci parking lot, breaking every rule and there for anyone to see but neither had rushed to break it off.

 Colby pulled back and kissed his way down Charlie’s neck, his hands going to the buttons on Charlie’s shirt and Charlie’s hands going to his. There was no rush between them. Each button undone at its own pace until both of them shrugged their shirts off. Colby felt his ring clink against the cufflink. They had been Colby’s idea to begin with, wanting to make it very clear to the office, the family, himself, and Charlie, that this was not a fling and what they had was not going to be put aside lightly, if ever. He had meant what he said, kneeling in Charlie’s garage, Charlie’s hands in his. He knew at that moment it was probably going to be the closest thing to a wedding he’d ever get, with no witnesses but the math and the ghost of Mrs. Eppes.

 Colby took Charlie’s hands in his. With a quick twist he had Charlie’s ring off and was slipping it on his left hand. Then Colby did the same to his.

 “Colby?” Charlie questioned, looking clearly confused.

 “Just for tonight.” Colby leaned Charlie back and kissed him again.

 Charlie kissed back, their tongues dancing around each other at a slow lazy pace. Colby closed his eyes. They didn’t spend enough time just doing this, just kissing like they had managed to stop time and the moment could stretch on in a loop forever.

 Charlie pulled away from the kiss and gently steered Colby onto his back. He straddled Colby’s hips then went back to kissing him. Colby opened his mouth to Charlie’s tongue and sighed as Charlie’s weight settled against his body. Somehow Charlie always knew when he needed this, when he needed Charlie in him, making his claim on Colby as purely as Colby made his claim on him.

 They moved slowly against each other, still half dressed, the fine cloth of the tux pants sliding with only the slightest hiss of noise, their skin flushed warm with champagne and dancing.

 Colby sighed as Charlie’s hands worked down his chest, stopping just above the waistband of his pants, then working their way up again, ghosting across Colby’s chest. Colby closed his eyes and let himself just drift in the sensation of Charlie’s hands, soft, strong, calluses on the right thumb and forefinger from a lifetime of holding chalk in scholarly pursuits. Colby knew those hands as well as his own, possibly better.

 Charlie’s hands slid down again. Colby raised his hips so Charlie could slide his pants down with just a couple of quick movements. Colby fluttered his eyes open long enough to watch Charlie strip off the last of his clothes as well.

 Then Charlie settled back on top of him and resumed their kissing, Charlie cradling Colby’s head in his hands and Colby wrapping his arms around Charlie’s narrow waist, letting his thighs fall open so Charlie could kneel between them.

 They kissed for long minutes, ignoring any other demands of the body. When Charlie finally pulled back his lips were swollen, red and gorgeous. His eyes were dark and strong, no hint of pain or fear, madness or uncertainty. Colby loved to see that look, his heart filled with love and pride that he had perhaps some small part in helping Charlie find that strength.

 Colby watched as Charlie reached for the lube on the bedside table. Charlie lubed himself up first, making a production of it for Colby’s benefit, leaving his cock red and glossy, almost unreal looking. Then Colby spread his legs and rolled his hips a little.

 Charlie’s fingers teased gently at his opening. They did this so rarely each time was nearly like the first, Charlie working in just one finger so slowly and gently Colby barely felt it. The minutes ticked by as Charlie worked just that one finger in and out, twisting and turning it occasionally, sending soft rolling waves of pleasure up his spine. Colby let himself melt under the simple touch, his body going loose and comfortable, open to Charlie’s will.

 Charlie slipped in a second finger. It went in easy and Colby hummed in approval. There wasn’t the faintest hint of pain, there never was when Charlie did this, prepared him so carefully, the first time it had taken over an hour. Charlie twisted his fingers and slowly spread them as they shifted in and out in no particular hurry. Colby felt that lovely slow warmth begin to build and he shifted his hips a little, drawing up his knees.

 Charlie used his free hand to stoke along Colby’s shaft as a third finger slipped in. Colby let out a moan and Charlie flicked his tongue just along the tip of Colby’s cock. Colby bucked his hips and let himself ride up and down on Charlie’s fingers for a few moments, enjoying the feeling, knowing it was just a hint of what would be coming soon.

 “More.” Colby gasped out as Charlie twisted and spread three fingers. Charlie just made little shushing noises and continued.

 Colby tossed his head as the heat began to build and he clutched at the sheets to keep from grabbing Charlie.

 “Please,” Colby whimpered.

 The fingers disappeared and Colby felt himself trying to clench on to nothing. He watched as Charlie got into position, hovering over him, deceptively strong arms holding himself above Colby.

 “Are you sure?” Charlie asked. He always asked.


 And with one easy, slow, controlled thrust Charlie entered.

 Colby squeezed his eyes shut and fought to draw breath. There was a little pain but the simple sensation of Charlie filling him always drove him to the edge. Charlie drew out with as much control and started a slow rhythm of deep, long, strokes.

 Colby gasped and twitched, he keep his eyes squeezed shut because he was not sure he could open them, each thrust sending heavy waves of pleasure rolling up his spine each one following swiftly upon the last. When it felt like the waves were about to batter him apart Charlie shifted his hips and gave a quick thrust. Colby’s eyes flew open and he let out a guttural cry. He locked eyes with Charlie and that is all there was.

 Charlie shifted to short hard strokes that hit just the right spot and Colby came without a touch, falling into Charlie’s wide brown eyes and knowing that this was love.

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Erinstarlettmalfoy on December 27th, 2008 06:43 pm (UTC)
::dances:: Smut!!! Fluffy smut, but smut nonetheless!

::muses:: I'm glad Anne and Don got that moment together. Statistically, most newlyweds do not end up having sex on their wedding night. ::grins:: like me. Tooooooo tired. :p Lots of cuddling though. Hehe.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 27th, 2008 06:44 pm (UTC)
I think they knew if they didn't they'd get lots of shit about it from their friends.
fredbassettfredbassett on December 27th, 2008 06:44 pm (UTC)
Aw, that is so, so gorgeous!

*fans self with floppy ears*
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 27th, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC)
:-) Glad I could warm you up.
chocolate is not meant to be ice cream.: Charlieickysheep on December 27th, 2008 10:48 pm (UTC)
... smut! fluff! love! *squeaks*

oh no, second last chapter... well, I loved the process from very, very, really disturbing dark in the beginning to this fluffy everybody's happy and loved and life is good utopia... :)

Thank you for 39 days of joy, cause I even enjoyed the dark parts... so great. you're great, this is great, life is great :)
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 27th, 2008 10:59 pm (UTC)
:-) thank you. I feel very loved.
Devo79: crydevo79 on December 27th, 2008 10:54 pm (UTC)
One more...just one more :(
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 27th, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
That's when you go back to the beginning and re read and start pointing out plot holes and character inconsistencies and turn it into a giant meta analysis.
riverotter1951: Firestarriverotter1951 on December 27th, 2008 11:14 pm (UTC)
This is marvelous. I like the love shown between Don and Anne. It's almost touchable.

Colby took Charlie’s hands in his. With a quick twist he had Charlie’s ring off and was slipping it on his left hand. Then Colby did the same to his.

“Colby?” Charlie questioned, looking clearly confused.

“Just for tonight.” Colby leaned Charlie back and kissed him again.

Priceless. Charlie and Colby also celebrating their wedding night.

A question that has been bouncing around. Do Don and Anne celebrate their wedding anniversary from the date of their first marriage [when they married to put her on his insurance] or the second [with all the people]?

ladygray99ladygray99 on December 28th, 2008 01:05 am (UTC)
I haven't decided yet. Probably the first one as a reminder of how they got into all of this to begin with.
ninou1ninou1 on December 28th, 2008 12:19 am (UTC)
Lovely and really warming, on this cold night.

Thanks :)
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 28th, 2008 01:05 am (UTC)
My pleasure.
wcpjfditdov on December 28th, 2008 12:38 am (UTC)
Awwww. The married couple taking care of each other. And the couple who love each other just as much but can't marry taking care of each other.
Good to see Charlie being there for Colby when Colby needs him to fill a slightly different role.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 28th, 2008 01:05 am (UTC)
I told you it was sweet. :)
mikes_grrl on December 28th, 2008 01:40 am (UTC)
YAY! Lovely smut, all the way around!

“Explain to me how every woman looks sexy standing in just her stockings but every guy looks like an idiot standing in just his socks?”
Is a question I have spent actual time pondering. So sad, really. Men got shafted on that deal. :)

I love Colby here; he is such a traditionalist, wanting marriage and 'making love' and all of that, yet accepting the alterations he's made to those ideals in order to love Charlie. I really don't get the vibe that Charlie understands -- emotionally understands, not intellectually but at that gut level -- how much the symbolism of tradition means to Colby. Charlie I could see disdaining a wedding ceremony for them, but it would mean so much to Colby. I wonder...hmmm, you know what, it would be an interesting dynamic if Colby started to pursue Judaism. I could see Alan talking to him about it, trying to talk him out of conversion, and Colby doing it because he think it would bring him closer to Charlie's history, Charlie's family, and perhaps even to God. Well anyway, I know you have this all mapped out, just thinking out loud...

Thank you for the lovely smut!

ladygray99ladygray99 on December 28th, 2008 08:31 am (UTC)
I think Charlie's getting there. In an odd way Colby is far more out than Charlie. liking men and his relationships with them had always been Charlie's dirty little secret as well as his male partners. his previous 'relationships' have all been with women. When looking at his future he always saw marriage as something that would happen with a woman and he certainly does not see Colby as the woman in the relationship. He wouldn't be adverse to a wedding but since it wouldn't technically be legal it hasn't really crossed his mind and Colby's not wanting to upset the status quo. When the were first together after amita left Colby was the one who wanted to come out since he was tired of having secrets in his life but assumed that Charlie had greater experance and let him take the lead.
I think Colby knows where Charlie stands on religion but it's an interesting thought.
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ladygray99ladygray99 on December 28th, 2008 08:20 am (UTC)
Well the pleasure was mine and I'm glad you enjoyed it. happy new year.
foolartist02: charlie thinking bwfoolartist02 on December 29th, 2008 01:11 am (UTC)
I've been without internet. Really annoying, but now I'm catching up. I think the best part was the ring move. Although I must confess not to understand why they weren't on those fingers originally. Beautiful sex.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 29th, 2008 05:09 am (UTC)
Left hand for marriage and they're not married (yet) and colby's kinda traditional.
Mia: charlie/colbymia_dcwut_09 on January 2nd, 2009 01:52 am (UTC)
ending was beautifully
&scowling at Charlie* when are you going to marry colby
i love sensative colby
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 2nd, 2009 04:44 am (UTC)
Don't worry. Charlie will pop the question before all is said and done.
Miamia_dcwut_09 on January 2nd, 2009 11:51 pm (UTC)
o is that a bit of a spoiler charlie pops the question
hmmm...I can imagine it already *sighs&
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 2nd, 2009 11:56 pm (UTC)
Ah but I didn't say how or when or where.
Mia: charlie/colbymia_dcwut_09 on January 3rd, 2009 12:13 am (UTC)
true I guess i have to wait patiently ;)
laura_trekkielaura_trekkie on January 18th, 2009 10:58 pm (UTC)
Yay, smut! I'm glad Anne and Don weren't too tired to properly consumate their wedding night ;).

I loved the Charlie/Colby scene. There was that touch of melancholy on Colby's part, but there's always the chance that Charlie will notice and do something about it, and if not, at least they had their own little exchange of vows in the garage all that time back. I think Charlie very effectively washed away the melancholy, however. Very hot; I'm glad we've seen the other side of things now, with Charlie so carefully preparing Colby- so different to what he often demands from Colby.

ladygray99ladygray99 on January 19th, 2009 05:53 am (UTC)
Glad you liked it. I thought having soft sweet smut here was very important.
twins_m0m on February 4th, 2009 07:45 pm (UTC)
Both couples ending the night, making love with their soul mate. Beautiful. I hope that Charlie makes an honest man out of Colby one day. He deserves it. They both do.
ladygray99ladygray99 on February 5th, 2009 01:50 am (UTC)
Charlie will get there. Don't worry.