Remington Steele Fan Fiction

Just Another Steele
NC17


Laura awoke in her own bed and stretched. It was over. No more sexual innuendos, no more sexual tension, no more games to be played. It was over. Or maybe it was just beginning. Laura looked over at the man sharing her bed. He was asleep. Mouth slightly open, hair mussed about his head. She focused on his lips, and where they had been on her body last night. Last night. What the hell happened. She moved to get out of bed and he stirred. She was still until she was convinced he wouldnít wake. She needed time to herself still, to sort out what happened. She quietly made her way to her bathroom. A shower is what she needed to get her brain working.

It started out as a regular Friday evening for the crime fighting duo. He suggested dinner, she said yes. He said it should be at her place since the past couple weeks she had been making the drive to his and she agreed. Still nothing unusual. So the date was made and the dayís business was carried out. Everyone left the office and the weekend had begun. Remington arrived about an hour after Laura got home and began making the eveningís meal. As they waited they drank wine and played Trivial Pursuit. Dinner was ready and served, eaten and clean up begun. They adjourned to the couch to watch a Mel Brooks movie Laura wanted to see again, a choice amicable to both. After about 30 minutes into it, Laura excused herself to the bathroom. When she came back she saw Remington had laid down taking up the length of the couch. There was plenty of room for her. Her couch was an IKEA type couch, the kind that was oversized but didnít look it. He patted the space in front of him and extended his arm towards her. She laid in front of him to finish the movie. Still, nothing out of the ordinary.

Laura looked at herself in the mirror. She looked the same. She felt the same. No, that wasnít entirely true. She felt, well, exhausted. She needed to sort out her feelings towards him though. Did she feel different about him?  She definitely needed a shower to get her brain working. She reached over and turned the faucet on the tub on and disrobed. Well, she would have disrobed had she been wearing anything. She checked the temperature and stepped behind the curtain. Remington stirred a little, he vaguely remembered where he was, he cocked an eye open and knew exactly where. He was in Lauraís bed, naked, finally. He thought back on the evening and remembered with a smile what had transpired. He was extremely tired but the sound of the shower and Lauraís earlier movements had aroused him from sleep. He thought a shower was a good idea and decided if he could take it with Laura, it was a really good idea. He threw back the comforter and made his way to the running water.

Remington placed an arm around Laura and she settled in. Her eyelids were getting heavy. The week had been long, the last case required a few late night stakeouts and they were beginning to take their toll. She thought she would just rest her eyes for a few moments. The last thing she saw was a scene with Mel Brooks, Harvey Kornman, and Madeline Kahn on the screen. She opened her eyes with a start. There was a newscaster giving the days sports scores on TV. She reached for the remote and shut it off. There was a little movement behind her. "What time is it?" he asked.
"After 11. I must have fallen asleep, more tired than I thought." She figured he would say it was late and he should be going but he just lay there. She turned a little and he shifted and she was now facing him. He was mostly on his back and she was on her side with her arm on his chest. Essentially holding him like a big teddy bear. He had closed his eyes again, or maybe never opened them in the first place. She closed her eyes. Moments later when she reopened them she  noticed she was eye level with his lips and his head was slightly angled towards her. She knew he wasnít asleep and she leaned slightly to give him a light kiss, then she settled back down and closed her eyes. They could stay like this for a little longer she figured. She was comfortable and he appeared to be also. He opened one eye and saw she had closed hers again and he smiled. He was comfortable and thought he could probably sleep right there. But she was so close, he had to kiss her. He shifted a little more bringing her farther up to him and he gently placed a kiss at her temple, she moved to look at him and he leaned in to kiss her lips. She was too content to resist so she became an active participant. After a few moments he brought her fully on top of him. She hadnít resisted, that was a good sign. He kissed her again. She tangled his hair in her hands. The position put her whole weight on him and he enjoyed the full contact. He put one hand in her hair and the other on the small of her back. Eventually the kiss deepened and his hand wandered lower. She froze, then backed away. She got off him and stood by the couch. He let out an exasperated sigh and sat up. "Sorry, I was enjoying myself. I was hoping you were too."
She sat back down next to him. "I was, I mean it was nice."
"But-?" He knew what came next.
"Weíre not ready for that." She sat back.
"What exactly is- that?" He didnít think them kissing on her couch was really going to lead to anything, except maybe more kissing.
"You know. THAT."
"Ah, yes. Not ready for that. " He felt he needed to get some things straight with her. "Laura, do you think it will be bad?" She looked at him questioningly.
"Bad physically, or bad consequence wise?"
"Either."
"No, and yes. In that order." She tried to smile. "I just canít. Iím sorry."
"What if I said what you wanted to hear. Do you really think that would change your mind?" She thought for a moment.
"Not now. Not the way youíre saying it."
"Even if I said it outside the circumstances."
"I donít know, maybe."
"Hmm, well what if I met you in a bar. Told you what you wanted to hear. Would that be different?"
"Now your just being ridiculous." She grabbed a pillow and put it over her face. He chuckled.
"Perhaps. Laura, I can say what you want to hear, but that isnít whatís stopping you." He pulled the pillow off her face and she clutched it to her chest. She hated it when he was right.
"I canít risk it. It isnít just a personal thing with you. It carries over to the agency. I worked too hard to lose that."
"Why are you so sure that will happen, eh? Because of your past relationships?" She nodded. "Weíre different Laura. You canít assume our future will proceed like that. We are different people with different circumstances." Reluctantly she agreed.
"I know." she continued in a small voice. "But I just canít." He placed an arm around her.
"You can. You know Iím not going anywhere. And just because I might coax you into bed one day doesnít mean Iíll be gone the next. It goes much deeper than that Laura."
"I care for you a lot. Youíre my best friend, my partner. I canít because-" she trailed off. He lifted her chin so she looked him in the eyes.
"Because why?" he asked gently.
"Because Iím scared."
"Scared of me?" She chuckled slightly.
"No. Scared of me. I donít want to get lost in you."
"Why would that happen? Laura you are a strong woman. You know we can work this out. You donít have to be like you were with them. I want you to be you. Not pretend to be who you think a man wants you to be."
"So you think two bull headed people could work it out?" He was right. She pretended for Wilson and she didnít like it.
"Absolutely. We both know each other better than anyone else. I think that says a lot there."
"You know I want to further what we have. I just canít see what comes after. I canít picture life afterwards." She needed to know what came next before she actually gave herself to him.
"Nothing needs to change, Laura. We donít need to change. All we need to do is make each other happy. I think that we can." She had to ask.
"Do I make you happy?" He smiled and pulled her closer.
"Yes. Would you like to know why?" She nodded. "You accept me as I am, and you have from the very beginning. I havenít really been myself around a lot of people. Mainly because I never stick around long enough, but you have seen it, and accepted it. Weíve been through a lot together and I have learned a great deal from you. I know you need me to say it Laura and I need you to know I love you. You knew I did, but Iíve never really said it before. Well, said it and meant it. But I do with you. I love being Remington Steele, I love being a detective, I look forward to being with you everyday and I suspect you feel the same. I can go on, but I am interested on what youíre thinking." he could see the tears forming. "Laura? Are you ok?" Again she nodded.
"I needed to hear that. I knew it already but I just needed for you to say it. It may sound trivial to you but I needed it."
"Itís not trivial, nothing we do should be."
"You know I love you too, and you make me happy. Itís not always easy, but at least itís always exciting."
"So what do you say? You want to be an item?" He was trying to lighten the conversation a bit. He turned her too face him.
"yeah, why not?" She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Thanks for understanding." She kissed him again.

Laura let the water beat down on her and she could feel her muscles begin to relax. She put her hair under the stream and waited for it to become soaked. She was beginning to wake up a little more and the hot water felt so good. She sensed him before she heard him. She kept her eyes closed and pretended she didnít know he was there. He pulled back the curtain and stepped in the shower with her. She smiled and opened her eyes. He turned her around and reached for the shampoo bottle. He squirted some of the raspberry smelling liquid in his hand and replaced the bottle on itís shelf. He began to message it into her hair, being careful not to run any suds down her neck. He leaned in and kissed her neck as his hands continued to massage her hair. He then turned her back around and helped to rinse the soap away. She put her head back and he stepped closer, tasting her neck. He pulled her close and kissed her with a passion reminiscent of the prior evening. She responded by wrapping her arms around him. He turned them both around so he was now under the water. Before Laura could return the favor, he slowly backed her up against the tile. He lowered his hands to her waist and lifted her slightly, her back against the wall. She adjusted herself so he could enter her and when he did she wrapped her legs around his waist. He tried to get her situated so that she wasnít uncomfortable. "Is this ok?"
"Perfect." They were soon in the throes of frenzied passion. They both knew that the sex would be fantastic but neither were prepared for the eruption of their subdued passions. Remington could barely look at Laura without getting aroused.
When they were through he dried her off and helped her slip into her bathrobe, then he donned a towel. He went back into her bedroom while she combed out her hair. When she went back up the stairs he was changed into his clothes. "Are you leaving?"
"I thought I would go home and change. Would you like me to stay?"
"I donít want you to stay because you feel like you have to." Feeling stupid and a bit helpless, she turned from him and went towards her dresser. He approached her from behind.
"I thought maybe we could spend the day together. Maybe a picnic, or a drive up the coast." He embraced her from behind.
"A picnic sounds nice."
"Iíll go home and change and give Che Rive a call." She turned to face him.
"Iím sorry about just now. I didnít mean it the way it sounded." She looked up at him.
"I had to put something on, I mean I couldnít very well sit around naked all day." It was her turn to raise an eyebrow. "Or maybe I could." He moved her back towards the bed. It was several hours later but they managed to go on a picnic after all.

Remington kissed her for a little while longer, then he stood up off the couch and held out his hand. She wrapped her arms around his waist and tucked her head under his chin. "What say we move somewhere more comfortable."
"I thought youíd never ask." He led her up the few stairs to her bedroom. He had pictured this scenario about a thousand times in his head but he was somewhat stunned it was actually going to happen. Laura was still a little hesitant. Not about what they were doing but it was almost like she was caught off guard. No matter how well you knew someone, the first time with them always had the possibility of being a little awkward. Especially if it was thought about too much. Well whatever she had been thinking was interrupted, permanently by his lips on hers. No more second guessing his motives she decided. No more second guessing anything. He showed her with his love that she didnít need to do that anymore. That she didnít even need to do it in the first place. She didnít only kiss him back willingly, but did so eagerly. When he gently thrust his tongue into her mouth she felt like it was an aphrodisiac with him, meant only for her. He slowly began to unbutton her shirt and slid it off her. She broke the kiss just long enough to shrug it free. When their lips met again, she began to return the favor. She opened his shirt up and let her hands caress his chest. She then began to kiss her way down. She kissed and tasted his chest and he moaned his appreciation. As she continued to relieve him of his shirt, she took his left nipple into her mouth, encouraged by his rapid breathing she spent time licking both of them. After a few moments she grabbed his head and kissed him. He followed a path to her neck and ran his hands up her back to disengage her from her bra. He ran his hands up and down her arms sensuously before reaching for the thin straps to remove it completely. Then, his hand came up and started caressing and kneading her breast. She moaned and clutched him against her.  His hands never stopped their caressing while his kisses began to roam all over. He came back up to kiss her mouth, and then his head dipped down to kiss the area above her breasts, where her cleavage started. She trembled with delight. Her hands began to roam of their own accord... kneading his shoulders, arms, and neck... sliding down lower to play with the hair on his chest. He concentrated on her nipples and slowly undid the button to her pants. Their lips met again and he pulled her pants down as far as he could standing up. He then knelt down and helped her legs free. He kissed his way back up to her lips as she guided his head up to meet hers. He pulled her close and held her tight, relishing her bare skin pressed to his. She then pulled apart from him slightly to work on his. She was painfully slow in releasing him from the confines of his jeans, which slid down his body and he stepped out of them. He picked her up around her waist to bring her up to his level, then slowly laid her on her bed. As he laid half on her, their kisses, if at all possible gained even more intensity. Laura trailed her hand down to the bulge in his boxer shorts. Caressing it lightly at first. He managed an "oh babe" as she continued. He leaned down into her breasts again as she slipped her hand inside his shorts to touch him. As he sucked her breasts, she arched into him, lost in the feeling. He worked her panties over her hips and soon they were both completely naked. Reaching low with his hand he began to caress her thighs, then reached between her legs, finding out how wet she had already become. He slowly slipped a finger inside her and placed another searing kiss on her lips. Her response excited him more than he thought possible, and he slowly pushed  his finger in and out of her. She had to break their kiss because she was breathing so hard she was almost panting. He rolled her over completely onto her back and she was so consumed her hand left his penis and pulled him down for a kiss. She released him once the need for oxygen won out. She laid her head back on the bed, and he entered her with a second finger. She moaned even louder and he bent his head down to kiss her cheek and side of her face. He watched her lose herself and thought about how beautiful she looked when she let herself go. She wanted him in her now, but she still had a subconscious inhibition. Knowing her better than he almost knew him self he sensed it. "Címon Laura, let go luv." And when he lightly let his thumb rub over her clit, he could feel her succumb to the pleasure he was offering. "Thatís it love" he said between kisses. "Thatís it." She started to undulate and soon he she could only see bright shards of light as her body erupted into the most intense orgasm she had ever had. He managed to bring her out of her stupor by caressing her hair, that had dampened in the fray. He kissed her tenderly until she was back to her old self. She increased the intensity of the kiss and pulled him on top of her. She parted from his lips to relay her gratitude. "incredible." She began to run her short nails slowly up and down his back and he  trembled slightly at the sensation. She moved him to her entrance and looked him in the eyes. He returned her gaze and ever so slowly, bit by bit, inch by inch, he entered her. She pulled her knees up angling his penetration so he could slide deeper into her. "Oh god, Laura." She wrapped her legs around him and again pushed hem as deep inside her as was possible. They were still for a few moments savoring their joining and she could feel his penis throb against her walls. It was something she had never felt before. All the others were to hurried, once they got in, they got moving. He twitched a couple times inside her and she screamed. It was so intense and amplified, she was caught by surprise. Slowly he started thrusting, in and out, the pleasure almost unbearable. She pushed against him in time with his own rhythm. She vocalized her delight for him. Slowly he kept thrusting, in and out, the pleasure almost unbearable. Both wanted to prolong the enjoyment yet eager for the crashing climax. But they waited and kept it slow, they changed positions several times had used up most of the bed doing so. Both of them had managed to survive the insane pleasure they offered each other but when once again she ended up on top, they both had lost all control over their bodies. The pace picked up and became frenzied as both neared their release. They both began to experience the lights and within moments, and their world simultaneously exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors. When she had felt him subside with her, she crashed in a heap on top of him. "Laura, that was absolutely wonderful." she agreed.
"yes, it was." They both laid there until their breathing returned to normal. She rolled off him and he took her into his embrace. She looked at him and saw that he was close to tears. She leaned up and kissed him softly. "I love you." he opened his eyes that were red with unshed tears of joy.
"I love you too, Laura. With my entire heart and soul." Even though his tears never fell she was moved by his love for her and a few tears escaped from her eyes. They both smiled and closed their eyes, holding each other close. Soon they fell into a most satisfied slumber, comfortable in the knowledge of what they felt for each other.