What if the UC mission had ended well (Season 5, Episode 1)

Part 43

As the sun set and the beach gradually darkened, the group packed up their belongings, savoring the last moments of their time by the ocean. The cool evening breeze provided a refreshing contrast to the day's warmth, and the sky shifted to deep purples and blues as stars began to twinkle overhead.
Tim and Lucy, both feeling content but in need of a fresh start after their playful beach escapades, headed back to Tim's place. The drive was quiet, both lost in their thoughts and the happy exhaustion of the day. When they arrived, Tim unlocked the door and they stepped inside, greeted by the familiar comfort of his home.
Tim- Let's get cleaned up. I think we both could use a shower.
Lucy nodded in agreement, her thoughts already on washing away the day's sand and salt. They headed to the bathroom, where Tim started the water in the shower. As the steam began to rise, they both undressed, ready to rinse off and relax.
Once they were under the warm, soothing stream of water, the physical closeness and the day's adventures seemed to meld into an intimate moment. Tim's hands explored Lucy's back as they stood close together, the water cascading around them.
Tim- This feels amazing. You know, you really made today a great day.
Lucy smiled up at him, her eyes meeting his with a mix of affection and mischief.
Lucy- It was a great day. But let's not get too carried away. We should really focus on getting clean first.
Tim's hands gently moved along her body, his touch lingering and growing more intimate. As the kiss they shared deepened, Tim's intentions became clear. He began to guide her closer, his movements suggestive and eager.
Tim- How about we make this shower even more memorable?
Lucy, sensing where things were headed, placed a gentle hand on his chest, her smile playful yet firm.
Lucy- Hold on there, cowboy. Let's just enjoy the moment for now.
Tim paused, looking at her with a mix of surprise and understanding. He nodded, his expression shifting to one of genuine affection.
Tim- Alright, I get it. Just enjoying the moment.
Lucy grinned, her playful demeanor returning.
As they stood under the warm stream of the shower, Lucy's playful tone and her words seemed to hang in the steamy air between them. She placed her hands gently on Tim's face, her thumbs brushing lightly against his cheeks. Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she spoke.
Lucy- But... just so you know, I might take you up on that offer later. You know, the one about taking a seat on this face.
She held his gaze, her smile widening as Tim's expression shifted from surprise to a grin. His eyes darkened with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, and his body responded to her playful challenge.
Tim- Oh really? You're making it hard to just enjoy the moment.
Tim's grin grew wider, his hands sliding down her back and his gaze never leaving hers. The heat of the shower combined with their proximity created a palpable tension between them. Tim's reaction was unmistakable, his body betraying his eagerness.
Lucy- (teasingly) Well, you did say that I'm welcome to take a seat. But after we're done here. I'm not exactly in the mood to get sand in places where sand shouldn't be.
As she spoke, her fingers traced lightly along his jawline, adding to the intimate atmosphere. Tim's grin remained, and he reached up to gently hold her wrists, his touch warm and firm.
Tim- You've got me looking forward to after this shower.
Lucy's playful grin matched his, her eyes dancing with amusement and affection. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered.
Lucy- I'm holding you to that.
Tim's hands moved to her waist, his touch tender but full of promise. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together under the cascading water. The atmosphere was charged with an electric intimacy as they continued to kiss, their touches growing more passionate but still respectful of the boundaries they had set.
After a few moments, they reluctantly pulled apart, both smiling as they realized the need to finish their shower. They continued to wash away the sand and salt, the playful energy between them still evident. Tim's hands occasionally brushed against Lucy's skin, his touch lingering with affectionate intent.
Once they were clean and the shower was turned off, they wrapped themselves in towels, the warmth of their earlier closeness still lingering. Tim's grin never faded, his body still responding to the promise of what might come later. Lucy, with a mischievous smile, gave him a quick peck on the cheek before heading out of the bathroom.
Tim stepped out of the bathroom, still warm from the shower, and just in time to hear the doorbell ring. He quickly grabbed a pair of pants and slipped on a shirt as he made his way to the front door. With a quick exchange, Tim took the food and headed back inside.
By the time he set the bags down on the kitchen counter, Lucy had emerged from the bedroom, her hair slightly damp and a relaxed smile on her face. She had changed into a comfortable pair of shorts and a loose top, looking every bit as content as he felt.
Lucy- Perfect timing. I'm starving.
Tim- Same.
They unpacked the food together, the familiar scent of their favorite dishes filling the room. It was a comforting routine, one that felt right after their day at the beach. They carried the plates into the living room and settled onto the couch, the TV already tuned to an episode of Top Chef.
As they ate, they bantered about the show, critiquing the dishes and rooting for their favorite contestants. The lighthearted atmosphere was a continuation of the playful energy they'd shared earlier in the shower, but now it was mingled with the contentment of a quiet evening in.
Lucy- (laughing) I could totally make that dish. But I'd probably end up burning half of it.
Tim- You? Burn something? Never.
They exchanged a look of mock seriousness before both bursting into laughter. The ease between them was natural, a blend of friendship and something more, something that had been growing steadily over time.
As the episode ended and the credits rolled, Lucy leaned back against the couch, her hand casually resting on Tim's leg. He glanced over at her, a soft smile playing on his lips.
Tim- You know, today was really great.
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the only sound being the low hum of the TV in the background. The day had been full of fun and flirtation, but this quiet moment felt just as special.
Lucy- (teasing) So, about that offer from earlier...
Tim's grin widened as he turned to face Lucy, his eyes gleaming with the same playful energy that had sparked between them all day. The soft glow of the TV cast shadows across their faces, but the look in his eyes was unmistakable—anticipation mixed with affection.
Tim- (teasing) What about it?
Lucy's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she slowly stood up from the couch, her hand still resting on his leg. She took a step closer, her fingers trailing along his arm before she gently tugged on his hand, urging him to follow her.
Lucy- (playfully) I think it's time to make good on that promise.
Tim didn't need any more encouragement. He stood up, his grin matching hers as he let her lead him toward the bedroom. The energy between them had shifted from the lighthearted banter of the evening to something more charged, more intimate.
As they entered the bedroom, the familiar surroundings took on a new significance. The moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a soft, silvery light across the room, adding to the atmosphere. Lucy turned to face Tim, her expression a mix of desire and tenderness.
As the moonlight cast a gentle glow across the bedroom, Lucy and Tim began to undress each other, their movements slow and deliberate, savoring the intimacy of the moment. With each piece of clothing that fell away, the anticipation between them grew. Lucy moved to the bed, laying down with an exciting smile.
Tim looked at her, his eyes full of warmth and desire. He walked over to the bed and, instead of joining her, he gently took her hand, pulling her up.
Tim- Hold on, baby. That's my spot.
Lucy blinked, a bit surprised by his words. She hadn't expected that he'd care which way they were going to do it, and while they had tried this position a few times before, it still felt new, maybe even a little intimidating. Tim saw the uncertainty flicker in her eyes and immediately softened his approach. He leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against her lips.
Tim- We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable. I'd love to, but only if you want to. You can just lay back.
Lucy smiled, appreciating his concern. She placed her hands on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips.
Lucy- Are you sure you're okay with this? I mean, I know we've done it before, but...
Tim cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing her cheeks as he looked into her eyes with complete sincerity.
Tim- Lucy, I love this. I love making you feel good, and honestly, this way I could go on for hours without worrying about my neck. But we can do whatever you want. Just say the word, and we'll stop or switch it up.
Lucy's smile widened, the last of her hesitation melting away. There was something incredibly reassuring in his words, the way he was so in tune with her needs and desires.
Lucy- I want to. I just... wanted to make sure you were okay with it.
Tim's grin returned, full of playful warmth.
Tim- I'm more than okay with it. I want you to enjoy this, to take your time and do whatever feels good for you.
With that reassurance, Lucy nodded, feeling a surge of affection and excitement. She moved onto the bed, positioning herself above him as he lay back, his eyes never leaving hers.
As Lucy settled above Tim, her body trembling with anticipation, she could feel his eagerness beneath her, the way his hands gripped her hips with a mixture of tenderness and hunger. As she lowered herself onto him, Tim immediately responded, his mouth and tongue moving with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. His hands guided her, urging her to move at her own pace while he focused entirely on her pleasure.
Lucy's breath hitched as she began to rock gently, the sensation overwhelming in the best possible way. Tim's movements were precise, calculated, but also driven by an obvious desire to bring her as much pleasure as possible. Every time she moved, his hands tightened their hold on her, pulling her just a little closer.
As Lucy's moans grew louder, Tim became more fervent, his tongue and lips working tirelessly to drive her higher. The sensation was almost too much to bear, her body responding eagerly to his touch, every nerve alight with pleasure. But it wasn't just Lucy who was caught up in the intensity of the moment.
Tim's own body was reacting to the sheer pleasure of pleasuring her. His hips jerked up instinctively, seeking some form of release, but he was so engrossed in what he was doing that he barely noticed the pressure building within himself. His focus was entirely on Lucy, on the way her body moved above him, the sounds she was making, her taste, the way she was losing herself to the pleasure he was giving her.
As Lucy neared her peak, her movements became more frantic, her hands reaching down to brace herself against Tim's chest and belly. The sensation of his muscles flexing beneath her touch only heightened her arousal, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. And just as she was about to fall over that edge, Tim's own body betrayed him.
The intensity of his actions, combined with the sheer arousal of the moment, sent him spiraling toward his own unexpected release. His hips jerked up one final time, and with a muffled groan of surprise, he came, the wetness spreading beneath him as he continued to focus on Lucy, his tongue and mouth never faltering in their mission.
Lucy was so caught up in her own pleasure, the wave of ecstasy crashing over her, that she barely noticed what had happened. Her body tensed, her back arching as she finally reached her peak, her cries filling the room as she rode out her orgasm. Her hands pressed harder against Tim's chest, her nails digging into his skin slightly as she leaned back, her entire body trembling with the force of her release.
It was only when she began to come down from her high, her breathing ragged and her body still quivering, that she noticed the wetness beneath her hand that was on his belly. At first, she thought it was just the sweat from their shared intensity, but then she felt the slickness on her fingers. She looked down, her breath catching as she realized what had happened.
Tim, still recovering from his own unexpected climax, looked up at her, his expression a mix of surprise, satisfaction and embarrassment. His chest heaved as he caught his breath.
Tim looked up at Lucy, his chest still rising and falling rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. His face was a mixture of surprise and embarrassment, the flush of his cheeks deepening as he realized what had just happened.
Tim- (slightly breathless) I... I didn't expect that to happen. I'm sorry, Lucy, I didn't mean to...
He trailed off, clearly unsure of how to explain himself. The fact that he had climaxed so suddenly, so unexpectedly, while focusing entirely on her pleasure, had caught him off guard. He worried that he might have ruined the moment, that maybe she would be disappointed or upset.
But before he could continue, Lucy shook her head, a soft, reassuring smile spreading across her face. She climbed off him and leaned down, brushing her lips lightly against his in a tender, comforting kiss.
Lucy- (softly, with a hint of amusement) Tim, there's nothing to be sorry about. That was incredibly hot.
Her words took a moment to sink in, but when they did, Tim's eyes widened in surprise.
Tim- Hot? You really think so?
Lucy- Absolutely. The fact that you got so into it, that you crossed the finish line just from focusing on me... it made everything feel much more intense. It has me throb even more.
Tim's embarrassment began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of relief and satisfaction. The tension in his body eased as he processed what she was saying. The way she was looking at him, with such affection and desire, made his heart swell.
Tim- I guess I just couldn't help myself.
Lucy laughed softly, the sound warm and full of affection. She ran her fingers through his hair, her touch soothing and intimate.
Tim's breath finally began to steady as Lucy's soothing touch and reassuring words melted away the last traces of his embarrassment. They lay there for a few moments, the weight of their shared intimacy settling comfortably between them. The quiet was filled with nothing but the sound of their breathing, a calm that contrasted beautifully with the intensity of what they had just experienced.
Lucy continued to run her fingers through Tim's hair, her touch gentle and affectionate. Tim sighed contentedly, feeling the warmth of her body against his. There was a sense of completeness, of unspoken understanding, that made the moment feel even more special.
After a while, Lucy finally stirred, a playful glint returning to her eyes as she leaned in to kiss him again, her lips lingering on his before she pulled back slightly.
Lucy- Maybe we should clean you up a bit.
Tim chuckled, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Tim- Yeah, that might be a good idea.
They moved together, as Lucy helped Tim clean up. The atmosphere was light, filled with shared smiles and soft touches as they took care of each other. When they were done, Lucy looked at him with a renewed sense of desire, her eyes darkening with the promise of what was to come.
Without a word, they went back to the bed, their movements deliberate as she straddled him once more. Tim's hands instinctively found her hips, steadying her as she began to move. The rhythm they found together was slow at first, sensual, as Lucy began to ride him, the pleasure building gradually between them.
But it wasn't long before the intensity of their connection took over, and Lucy leaned forward, pressing her chest against Tim's, her hips rolling with more urgency. She moaned softly, the sound muffled against his ear as she whispered breathless encouragements, her body moving in perfect sync with his.
Tim's hands roamed over her back, feeling the way her muscles tensed and relaxed with each movement. The heat between them was palpable, the friction of their bodies driving them both closer to the edge.
Lucy- (whispering, voice strained with pleasure) Fuck me...
Her words were both a plea and a command, and Tim's body responded instantly, his hips thrusting up to meet hers with more force. He could feel her tightening around him, the way her body responded to his every movement, and it only fueled his desire to give her everything she wanted.
But it wasn't enough. She needed more, craved more. She lifted her head to meet his gaze, her eyes dark with lust as she uttered the words that made Tim's heart skip a beat.
Lucy- No...Fuck me. Please...
Tim hesitated for only a second before he flipped their positions, moving with a fluid grace that came from knowing exactly what she needed. He had her flat on her stomach in an instant, her back arching to raise her hips toward him. The sight of her beneath him, her body trembling with anticipation, drove him wild.
He positioned himself behind her, one hand gripping her waist while the other slid up her back, urging her to stay in place. There was a moment of tension, a brief pause where the world seemed to stop, and then he was inside her again, thrusting into her with a hunger that matched her own.
Lucy cried out, her fingers clutching at the sheets as she pushed back against him, meeting his every thrust with equal fervor. The angle was perfect, every movement sending waves of pleasure crashing over her as she surrendered completely to the moment.
Tim's rhythm was relentless, his body moving with a primal intensity that had been building from the moment he'd first touched her. His hand slid down to her hips, pulling her even closer as he drove into her, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.
Lucy- (breathless, on the edge of ecstasy) Yes, Tim... just like that...
Her voice, strained with pleasure, only spurred him on. He could feel her tightening around him, the way her body trembled with the force of her impending release. The pressure built within him too, a fire that burned hotter with every thrust, every sound she made.
And then, with one final, powerful thrust, they both tumbled over the edge together. Lucy's cries filled the room, mingling with Tim's groans as they came together, their bodies locked in perfect sync as they rode out the waves of pleasure.
When it was over, he collapsed onto her, breathless and spent, their bodies still entwined. Tim rolled off and pulled Lucy close, his arms wrapping around her as they lay there.
Tim- (whispering, his voice hoarse) You're incredible, Lucy.
She smiled, nestling against him as she felt the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her cheek.
Lucy- So are you.
Tim and Lucy lay there for a few moments, the weight of their shared experience settling over them like a warm, comforting blanket. Their breaths gradually slowed, matching the gentle rhythm of their intertwined bodies. The room was filled with a peaceful silence, only broken by the occasional whisper of movement as they adjusted to each other's presence.
Tim's fingers traced gentle patterns on Lucy's back, his touch tender and affectionate. She responded by pressing closer to him, savoring the intimacy of their connection.
Tim- We should probably get up and clean up, huh? I don't want you to risk getting an infection.
Lucy glanced at him, her expression a mix of amusement and appreciation. She could tell he was genuinely concerned for her well-being, and it made her smile.
Lucy- (teasingly) I know. I'm aware of that. I actually have to pee, too.
He chuckled softly and shifted to get out of bed, offering her a hand to help her up.
Tim- Alright, let's get things sorted then.
As they made their way to the bathroom, the relaxed and affectionate atmosphere lingered between them. Lucy led the way, and Tim followed closely behind.
Once inside the bathroom, Lucy headed straight for the toilet, a grin on her face as she glanced back at Tim.
Lucy- (teasing) Sorry, but nature calls.
Tim chuckled and nodded, leaning against the bathroom counter as Lucy settled in. While she took care of business, Tim busied himself with removing the condom, being careful not to make a mess. He held it delicately, looking around for a moment before finding a tissue to wrap it in.
As he disposed of it, Lucy finished up and washed her hands, catching his eye in the mirror. There was a moment of shared amusement between them, both aware of the mundane reality mixed with the lingering intimacy of their earlier connection.
Lucy- You know, I actually hate using condoms.
Tim raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her sudden admission. He turned to face her, leaning back against the counter with a thoughtful expression.
Tim- Really? It's not my favorite thing either, but...
He trailed off, unsure of how to finish his sentence. Lucy turned to face him fully, her eyes meeting his.
Lucy- But it's still better than not getting to do it at all, right?
Tim nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He stepped closer to her, his hands resting on her hips as he looked down into her eyes.
Tim- Exactly. I'd rather have you, even with the condom, than not at all.
Lucy's smile widened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a gentle kiss. The kiss was soft, tender, and full of unspoken affection. When they finally pulled apart, Lucy looked up at him with a playful glint in her eyes.
After finishing up in the bathroom, both Tim and Lucy felt refreshed and ready to get comfortable again. They headed back to the bedroom, where they quickly put on some clothes. Lucy slipped into a loose T-shirt and a pair of comfortable shorts, while Tim opted for a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt.
As Lucy sat down on the bed, she immediately felt something cold and damp against her leg. She practically jumped back up, her expression one of surprise. Surprised by the sensation of the wet spot underneath her.
Lucy- (with a small laugh) Woah, it's cold.
Tim chuckled, clearly amused by her reaction.
Tim- Yeah, that's not exactly inviting.
Neither of them was keen on lying in the damp spot, so they decided to change the bedsheets. Working together, they quickly stripped the bed, tossing the wet sheets into a pile on the floor. Tim grabbed a fresh set of sheets, and they remade the bed in a matter of minutes.
Once the bed was made, they both sighed in satisfaction. The fresh, clean linens felt much more inviting. Lucy climbed back into bed, this time with a smile as she settled under the covers. Tim joined her, pulling her close as they both got comfortable.
Tim- (playfully) Better?
Lucy- Definitely. Cold and wet wasn't the vibe I was going for.
They snuggled up together, the warmth of the fresh sheets enveloping them. Tim wrapped his arm around Lucy, and she rested her head on his chest, the steady beat of his heart comforting her.
As they lay there, the earlier laughter gave way to a peaceful silence. The room felt cozy, the clean bedding a perfect backdrop for their closeness. With their bodies perfectly aligned, they enjoyed a few quiet moments, simply holding each other.
Content and comfortable, they eventually drifted off to sleep, wrapped up in each other, their night ending in the best possible way.