Hey.
New oneshot.
SNate (Sam/Nate)
So most probably AU, hopefully not OOC

WARNING: Rated M, so if you don’t think you’re liking the sound of that then turn away now!! No flames because you ignored the warning, bite and I will bite back! Also, rated for language.

Dedicated to Vikki, fellow SNate pal!
If you ship SNate and haven't already checked out her fic; "Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This" then I advise you to, it's excellent!

TITLE: Desires
SUMMARY: How far will they go in order to keep their cover? SNate. Probably AU.
RATING: M

Desires

Brought to you by
DI Samantha Hunter

“Pleasure Dome; a place to go for sex, drugs …”

“And rock ‘n’ roll.” PC Nate Roberts muttered to the uniformed officers sat closest to him, whom suppressed their sniggers well. They were sat in a CID and Uniform mixed briefing, being told about an undercover operation that was being set up that night, the operation was set within an upper-class brothel.

DCI Jack Meadows, who had missed Nate’s comment, ploughed on through, telling the room full of people as much as he knew. “The owner is one ‘Lady Clarke’, real name Debbie Bonham, her life partner Eddie Francis has been supplying coke to the club as well as supplying the muscle that guard the door.

“The coke can be ordered as part of a deal, buy a girl get coke half price. That sort of thing.

“DI Nixon has been undercover in the club since last night, the girls were ‘showing her the ropes’, but she’s assured me that she was sold to no one last night. Tonight, however, is supposed to her ‘big night’. So, tonight we’ve decided to send in someone to be her punter, Nate, I was hoping you’d be up for it?”

Nate hesitated briefly, wondering whether he had what it takes, before nodding.

“Good, you’ll go in there as soon as the club opens and buy her, before anyone else has a chance to get her. PC’s Will Fletcher and Benjamin Gayle are going to accompany you into the brothel, make it look like a lads night out. Only Nate though, is going to order. I will be ringing DI Nixon later to inform her that you’ll be the one to buy her, that way she’ll be expecting you.

“So far she’s managed to gain enough evidence, so we can question the couple. But tonight DC Banks and DS Turner will be entering the club half an hour after Nate, Will and Ben go in, posing as punters. They’ll ask for the whole deal and get their drugs, once having the evidence within their possession everyone else will enter and raid the brothel. Now, outside in an unmarked arrest van will be …”

Nate had lost track of the briefing, he was thinking about many things. He was to be a slimy punter … Nixon had been in there since the night before …

He felt a strange sense of worry; how was she coping in such a place? The DCI said she’d assured him no one had had sex with her … yet. Tonight was the night … he’d have to make sure he acted efficiently in order to get her first … he didn’t want to be late … he couldn’t miss her.

Nate could hear her screams of pain and despair in his head as some drugged up maniac pinned her beneath him.

He shook his head, the horrific images and sound effects melting away fast, to be replaced by the briefing.

“Okay lads, 7pm tonight. At the brothel.” Meadows said. “Banksy and Stuart, 7:30pm. Everyone else must be in the yard, ready to be sorted into their vehicles at 6:15pm.”

Nate, Will and Ben waited outside the club in the queue, slowly it made it’s way along and men trundled into ‘Pleasure Dome’. Nate felt jittery inside, nervous and worried that he would mess up badly. Finally, they got to the front of the queue and paid the entrance fee before walking inside the club.

Mirrors lined the walls and Nate wondered whether this was to have the elusion that the club was larger, or whether it was the kind of decoration a high-class brothel usually had. The general colour scheme was a deep purple and black, which darkened the club mightily.

It seemed he wasn’t the only one who was thinking it was dark inside as he heard Will say from behind him; “I can hardly see.”

“I think that’s the general idea, it’s like a sin city ain’t it, after all.” Ben replied.

“True.”

The trio walked further in, and went to the bar ordering some drinks. They stood and watched, Nate looking around casually. He saw a woman talking to a suited up man before leading him behind a heavy, red curtain. Nate turned to the others. “I think that’s where the brother is, I better get going.”

“Okay, we’ll grab a table and er … well, see you on the other side I suppose.” Ben said.

“Yeah, see ya.” Nate replied, before leaving his friends.

The woman walked out from behind the curtain, as he approached. He cleared his throat softly to gain her attention, wondering what he was supposed to say to her.

“Need some assistance love?” She asked, making it easier for him.

“Yes please.” Nate replied.

“What you looking for then? Anything specific? Like brunette, blonde, red head?” The woman asked, and Nate was sure this was Lady Clarke.

“Actually, I was looking for someone a bit more mature.” Nate said. “I like it that way you see. More experienced.”

“I have just the one for you, brand new to this place she is. She’s like a virgin, to this establishment at least, you’ll be special for her.” The woman said.

“Sounds great.”

Lady Clarke lead him behind the curtain and down a corridor, numerous doors were on either side. Most of them shut, but the faintest sounds of a punter climaxing filtered through the walls.

Lady Clarke lead him into a room and he was relieved too see Sam sat on the bed waiting. “Have fun.” The owner said before leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

Nate had to advert his eyes away from his senior office, for she was wearing only undergarments with stockings, heeled shoes and a see though night gown over the top.

She rose from the bed and walked up to him, close enough from him to feel the body heat radiating from her. “I’m sorry, but we’re going to have to fake something.”

Nate widened his eyes in shock. “What? Why?”

“Apparently for safety reasons, all the rooms have CCTV. Plus, as its my first night they’re paying close attention to us, seeing if I’m worth the wages.” She whispered into his ear, attempting to make it look like they were in an intimate embrace.

“Oh fuck.”

“Precisely.” She muttered.

“Um … well, just follow my lead, OK?”

She nodded and Nate thought that this was probably the one and only time she’d be taking commands from him. “We’re going to have to act a little, make it look like sexual intercourse is taking place. Don’t worry, we won’t actually y‘know … OK?”

She nodded, and he visibly witnessed her taking a deep, steadying breath. He took one himself to steady the nerves he felt, one false move could give them away. But he didn’t know what he was more terrified of, them realising they were coppers … or the embarrassment of this afterwards in work.

He wondered whether the DI in front of him would dare look at him after tonight. Realising he was thinking too much and doing very little he walked her back towards the bed, pushing her down onto it.

‘Trust me.’ He mouthed at her subtly before leaning his head down and kissing each breast in turn, and then the dip between the two. He used his own hands to unzip his jeans and pushed them down as well as his boxers.

Inwardly, he cringed as he pressed his penis against her thigh, to the nearest point of where it should have been. They rocked against each other and Nate looked down to see Nixon with her eyes closed, her expression one of pure humiliation.

He took the moment, when she wasn’t looking, to admire her body. He’d formed a crush on her ever since working with her, Sgt. Smith and DS Carter one time. Even taking the time to openly flirt with her. And despite getting reprimanded by Sgt. Smith afterwards the moment had been gold for him. The way his words had made her look flustered had made him feel a glow inside, for he had managed to kid himself that possibly a small fraction of her had wanted to flirt with him back. Or enjoyed the flirty attention perhaps.

He could feel his sensitive glands throbbing and he willed himself to not show any desire for her at all. Nate recited the police caution to himself, over and over again but the feeling of the skin of her thigh against him made it near impossible to stay in control.

He looked downwards and his eyes locked with Nixon’s, he could definitely see embarrassment within them and shame, but he could see one other thing too. They were clouded, and he knew, somehow he just knew, what saw he was desire.

Without taking a moment to actually consider what he was doing he crushed his mouth against hers, she responded immediately and they shared hot, electric kissed. He placed his hand on her back and she arched from his touch, he managed to unclip the tacky bra she’d been made to wear and dropped it off of the bed. She unbuttoned his best shirt hurriedly, her fingers working swiftly as she pulled before pushing it off from his shoulders. He pulled his arms from beneath her and shook the rest of the garment off. Also managing to get his boxers and jeans completely off, whilst sitting up.

She ran her hands over his chest, her touch leaving goosebumps over the muscles he’d worked up. He lent down and kissed her navel, trailing his lips downwards to the waistband of the panties they’d provided for her which matched the bra. He hooked his fingers at either side and pulled it down, painfully slowly to tease her. She, in return, let out a small growl of impatience before he rushed up once more and attacked her lips with his own again.

He hand snaked downwards and rested on Nate’s groin, Nate let out a moan of pleasure, she guided him to where she most craved his input. Nate entered her eagerly and she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly in order to feel the full length of him.

Nate bent his head downwards and toyed with Sam’s breasts with his mouth, his teeth grazing the nipple. He heard her suck in her breath and shudder as he continued to play with them.

Moving upwards he hung over her, she lent up and kissed him along his jaw line before seeking out his lips and tenderly pressing her lips against his.

Nate began to push harder and faster into Sam, she made husky cries as pleasure course through her but was careful not call Nate’s name. It was suppose to be anonymous after all.

Nate bit Sam’s shoulder, a little rougher than he’d intended to, as the muscles from within her secured around him. His rhythm quickened and soon he could feel the waves of her orgasm flowing through her, a look of pure lust and satisfaction painted across her face.

“C’mon Nate,” she breathed into his ear. “C’mon, you can do this.”

With her quiet words of encouragement, Nate soon found his own pleasure too hard to control and let himself go. Panting heavily against her, he gave her another gentle kiss and they broke away from each other carefully.

Before anything more could be said or done, from outside the muffled shout of; “Police! Stay where you are!” Could be heard.

They both moved swiftly, jumping up from the bed and retrieving their clothes. Once dressed, Sam was brushed her fingers through her hair when the door burst open, many officers stood in the doorway. Sam wrapped her arms around herself, covering her exposed body. Jack, who stood in front, gave them a nod before moving onwards to the next room, Will lingered for a moment just to throw Nate his jacket before following the party of officers.

“Here.” Nate passed his senior officer his jacket. She smiled a small smile of ‘thank you’ before putting the garment on. He realised, as she wobbly began to walk away, she’d never taken her shoes off once. She’d managed to get to the doorway before the thought left his head and another one entered; hurrying forward he gripped hold of her arm.

She turned to face him and he kept hold of her tightly, despite the softness of his voice; “What happens now?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I just don’t know, Nate.”

“I don’t want this just to be a one night stand.” Nate lowered his voice and spoke gently in her ear.

She hesitated; thinking about something she’d said to an ex-lover once. ’I don’t do once night stands.’

“Especially,” he carried on. “If it’s going to become something meaningless to you, if you’re going to convince yourself that it happened just because of circumstances.”

“It happened,” she said. “Because I wanted it to happen, Nate.” She visibly saw the look of swelling happiness on his face, and hope began to break through in her. But she had to be sure first, before assuming he really wanted all that she did. “You don’t want this to be a one night stand … well I don’t want a fling where your curious about what an older woman’s like.”

“I’m not like that.” He said, and she saw that her words had actually hurt him.

She felt guilty, she’d never thought he could hurt before. “I’m sorry, but what I meant was I need a man who’s prepared to be there for me. I can’t deny that I don’t carry baggage, nor that I’m entirely confident with men, I’ve been hurt before and don’t want to go down that path again.”

“You don’t want to be hurt, I don’t want to hurt you.” Nate said. “I don’t see a problem then.” He gave a grin and Sam felt herself melt.

‘Grins,’ she mused. ‘Why do I always have to fall to pieces when they grin?!’

She sighed. “One chance.”

He smiled and kissed her, breaking away quickly as the sound of the officers walking out of the rooms with their prey reached their ears. They followed the rest of the officers, at the back of the line, Nate’s hand working it’s way downwards towards the blonde’s backside and a cheeky smirk painted on his features.

Fin.