Author's note: This was written in answer to a specific request from a friend. She knows who she is and I'll name names if she isn't eternally kind to me : - ) So although I wrote it I don't hold myself responsible.

Summary: A Bobby and Lindsay story so if you don't like them do not read any further trust me on this. This story is set after the episode Free Dental. Bobby is brooding about losing the Olsen trial and Lindsay attempts to take his mind off it but gets more than she bargained for or something along those lines anyway. Curious yet?

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Disclaimer: Nope not mine but I wish they were.

Donnell, Young, Dole & Frutt office 7 p.m.

Bobby and Lindsay are in Bobby's office. He's annoyed about losing the Olsen trial and they are discussing possible angles of appeal.

"Bobby?"

"Yeah"

"I'm starved and I'm tired. Let's go home. I'll cook dinner and we can just forget about it for tonight. We haven't had a night off in ages."

"It will still be here in the morning."

"Yeah but for tonight lets just help each other forget" she says wrapping her arms around his waist.

"I like the sound of that" he replies before kissing her long and hard. Eventually he pulls away and grabbing his things says "lets go".

"Your place or mine?" he asks as he locks the office.

"Mine. I want food and I doubt there's anything edible in your fridge."

Bobby laughs. "What about Helen?"

"She's a big girl she can look after herself."

"You know what I mean."

"I think she's got plans for tonight. We should have the place to ourselves."

"Good."



Helen and Lindsay's apartment 8.30

Bobby and Lindsay are sitting at the table eating.

"Aren't you glad I tore you away from the office?'

"Yeah … definitely one of your better ideas … mind you I'm kinda looking forward to desert," he says suggestively.

"You'll just have to wait" she laughs "I need plenty of sustenance for what I have planned for you tonight Bobby Donnell."

Bobby looks at her surprised, intrigued and delighted. "Good things come to those who wait right?"

"That's right." She giggles as she pops a forkful of food into her mouth.

The front door opens and Helen walks in throwing her briefcase down on the ground.

"I thought you said she had plans" Bobby whispers.

"I thought she did" Lindsay replies.

"Hey you two." Helen says coming towards them looking longingly at their plates.

"There's plenty of food left Helen if you're interested I kinda over-catered."

"Great I'm starved." Helen heads for the kitchen

Bobby flashes Lindsay an annoyed look "It was supposed to be just us. You said she was a big girl who could look after herself."

"I just thought …" Lindsay begins but Helen calls out from the kitchen;

"What was that Bobby?"

"Nothing" he calls back.

"I heard something about big," Helen persists.

"He said it's about time you went on a diet you were getting a little big" Lindsay calls out.

"Funny! … but what did you say really Bobby?"

"Nothing! I wasn't talking to you Helen," he says angrily.

Helen comes to the table with a plate full of food and a grin "A bit testy tonight aren't we?"

Lindsay shoots her a warning look.

"Sorry forget it," Helen says and begins eating.



10 p.m.

Bobby, Lindsay and Helen are all on the couch in front of the television. Bobby is hunched in the corner of the couch sulkily watching a basketball game while Helen and Lindsay chat. Lindsay gets up and begins to walk away.

"Where are you going?" Bobby asks roughly.

"Bathroom. That ok?"

"Fine"

"Fine"

Helen watches this exchange amused. "You're a grouch tonight Bobby what's your problem?"

"Nothing."

"It's not like you've never lost a trial before" she teases.

"Helen I'm trying to watch the game."

"Fine just trying to be friendly"

"Well don't"

"Well I'm going to bed" Lindsay calls out from the hallway "night Helen"

"Goodnight Lindsay"

Bobby watches as Lindsay heads back to the bedroom then he jumps up and follows her.

"I thought you were watching the game?" Helen calls out after him with a smile on her face. She gets no reply. "Idiot" she mutters laughing after he's gone and picks up the remote and changes the channel



Bobby storms into the bedroom slamming the door after him "Great Lindsay just great!"

She looks at him annoyed "What?"

"That's not exactly how I thought we were going to spend the evening."

"No one's forcing you to stay Bobby"

He turns angrily and heads to the door. He opens it but stops before walking out. He pauses before eventually turning looking at her "Do you want me to go?"

"No"

He stares at her a while. His face still angry but then he shuts the door and walks towards her. Lindsay is relieved she thought he was going to walk out.

"Bobby … I'm sorry things didn't … work out as you'd hoped but …" she stops talking as he pulls her top off over her head "... but I haven't spent much time with Helen lately."

"And you've spent too much time with me?"

"I didn't … say that "

She's finding it hard to concentrate on the conversation as he has managed to strip her completely and is currently occupied in planting soft kisses along her jaw-line and down her neck whilst his hands softly caress her back sending shivers down her spine. She closes her eyes and takes a few deep breaths before instinctively reaching out for his clothes. The main thought running through her head is he is excessively overdressed and she wants the feel of his skin and only his skin against her but she is disappointed when as she gets hold of his shirt he pushes her away and says "No!". Her eyes open in surprise.

"You kept me waiting now it's my turn to make you wait," he says with a deadly serious look on his face. Lindsay isn't sure what to think but is relieved to see him start to remove his own clothes. With a smile starting on her face she walks towards him determined to help him because he is taking too long.

"No!' he says firmly and points to the bed "wait over there"

Lindsay considers protesting for a second but then decides to see where exactly he is going with this. She backs towards the bed, climbing up onto it, never taking her eyes of him. She doesn't want to miss a second of this floorshow. He's removing his clothing but in such a slow calculated manner that it is driving her mad. Each article is removed separately and ever so slowly before being carefully folded and placed on a chair. She grins as she spies her own clothes lying in a heap on the floor. He wasn't so meticulous with those he practically tore them off her. She moves to get off the bed and pick up her clothes but he growls "what are you doing?"

"I was just gonna …"

"Well don't … I said wait there!"

"Bobby …" she begins to argue but then realizes he is finally finished undressing, he's naked and heading towards her and suddenly she neither remembers or cares what her argument was. He stands at the foot of the bed looking ready to pounce. Her whole body tingles in anticipation. Her breathing becomes ragged as she waits … and waits … and waits... but he doesn't move. Eventually she decides to speak. She fears he is never going to move and she's worked out the rules of the game don't allow her to but she can't wait for him any longer … the anticipation ... the excitement … her whole body … is losing control ...

"Bobby?" she says and is surprised by how desperate her voice sounds.

"Yes Lindsay" he says in a calm and calculated voice that she feels run through her whole body. Her hands grasp at the sheets under her as she stares into his eyes and whispers "please!" between deep ragged breaths. A slight twitch of his mouth gives away his obvious delight in seeing her like this and thrills her further as she realizes he is not as unaffected as he is making out to be. He watches her for a moment longer before slowly leaning forward and crawling , ever so slowly, onto the bed and towards her. She giggles in anticipation and wiggles her body down until she is flat on the bed and he hovers above her. She can feel the heat from his body but she needs more … she needs to feel him … his skin against hers … but he remains on all fours above her watching but not touching. She reaches a hand out to touch him but his hand clasps hers and throws it back onto the mattress trapping it above her head. The momentary thrill of his touch is soon overtaken by frustration. She again tries to touch him reaching out with her other hand but it meets with the same treatment as the first. She's now flat on the bed with Bobby on all fours above her but not touching her anywhere except her wrists where he firmly pins them to the mattress above her head. She groans in frustration and he slowly leans his mouth down towards her and she is thrilled anticipating his kiss … but it never comes. His mouth passes hers and stops beside her ear where he whispers

"Patience Lindsay. You have to learn to be patient."

And she whimpers realizing the game is no where near over yet. Tears of frustration begin to well in her eyes and as Bobby raises his head again he sees them and almost relents. Then he remembers he's been kept waiting almost two hours while Lindsay chatted with Helen and his resolve returns. He smiles at her and says "Paybacks a bitch ain't it Lindsay."

"I hate you" is her only reply.

"I know," he says grinning and staring.

Lindsay incensed by that grin decides it's time she did something about this. He's been controlling the situation for long enough. A small smile develops on her face as she plans her next move. Bobby is intrigued and delighted by this smile. He was beginning to waver in his resolve to make her wait. Being this close to her and not touching was becoming unbearable. Seeing her, hearing her, smelling her and yet holding back and not touching her was taking a lot more self control than he had. He had been about to give in to his arousal and hers. He was about to succumb to his need to devour her, possess her, ravish her but that smile stopped him. Now knowing she is planning something he's prepared to wait a little longer. Just a little longer to see what she will do.

He feels her leg rub gently against his. She's touching him in the only way he's left possible. He allows her to rub against him 2, 3, 4 times and then he moves his leg lifting it back and out of her reach. Her leg reaches out searching for his before falling back against the mattress disappointed. He then puts his knee back down but this time its placed between hers. He stares at her to see what her next move will be. She begins to rub against his other leg and he repeats his own actions allowing her to rub four times before removing his leg and then placing it between hers. He looks down at her expecting to see annoyance but instead she gives him a triumphant smile and he realizes he's fallen into her trap. She wraps her now freed legs around his waist and with all the strength she can muster twists her body to the side knocking him off he's knees and onto the mattress next to her. He has to release her hands to steady himself enabling her to get out from under him and throw herself triumphantly over him as he lays prone on the bed.

He laughs. "I didn't see that one coming."

"No more games Bobby" she begs as she kisses him.

He returns her kiss and holds her tight to him. One hand on the back of her head the other on the small of her back gently and seductively stroking. He feels her relax as she begins to believe the game is really over … the wait is finally over … he's finished teasing her. She pulls away to take a breath and he flips her onto her back again and she cries out in disappointment when he hisses "I'm not finished with you yet."

She looks at him pleading and is relieved when he lowers his head to her and kisses her softly on the lips. She tries to hold him there and to encourage a deeper more passionate kiss but he has other plans. His mouth ignores hers and travels to her neck as he plants soft kisses under her jaw, along her throat, across her shoulders before coming to rest between her breasts. She is now panting and moaning and writhing underneath him trying desperately to pull his body down onto hers but he holds strong. He's not going to let her overpower him again. She suddenly realizes his mouth isn't touching hers anymore and opens her eyes and lifts her head to look at him. He's hovering with his face just above her breast watching her. Her eyes plead with him to do it, to touch her and he slowly reaches down with his tongue. She flings her head back onto the mattress, eyes closed and body throbbing in anticipation of his touch, his sweet touch but … nothing happens … she waits … and waits … but nothing happens. Frustrated she opens her eyes and raises her head again to see he has moved his head further away from her breast not closer. She groans in frustration.

"Bobby!" she begs and is rewarded with a smile before he lowers his head and suckles on her breast. She throws her head back in relief and savors the sensation … the pleasure pulsating through her body as his lips, his tongue, his teeth tease her nipple. She reaches up to him and entwines her fingers in his hair. "Finally!" she thinks "finally!" but all too soon he stops and lifts his head ignoring her attempts to push it back down. She is about to raise her own and protest when she feel his descend again under her hands and his lips and tongue and teeth begin to attack her other breast.

"YES!" she cries "YES!" and she hears and feels him chuckle.

"You like that?" he asks without stopping and receives a moan in reply. He chuckles again before pulling away.

"Nooooo" she groans as he pulls her hands from his hair and deposits them at her side. She reaches up to find him again but he's not there. She's about to open her eyes to search for him when she feels his touch and her body bucks involuntarily and she's incapable of anything but a long, soft moan. Ever so lightly he runs his hands down her body. Softly, softly, softly touching and stroking. Her body responding, writhing underneath him seeking his touch. Anticipating and seeking his touch. She opens her eyes wanting to see him and finds him perched on his knees between her thighs reaching out to her only with his hands. Softly rubbing, stroking, touching her breasts, her hips, her thighs, her stomach. Lightly touching and tormenting her skin. She watches him close his eyes as his hands slide under her hips lifting them slightly from the mattress momentarily before sliding along her sides up to her breasts and back down along her stomach finally coming to rest on her thighs where they continue there soft, slow, sensuous caress. His arousal is as obvious as hers now and she believes he is as ready to stop the game as she is.

"Bobby" she whispers softly and he opens his eyes and looks at her. He stares at her before slowly leaning forward over her body. "Yes" she thinks "at last" but he stops above her stomach, lowers his head and begins kissing her. Kiss … lick … kiss… lick … kiss… lick … kiss slowly moving down towards her hips. He softly bites and then sucks on her hip bone which elicits a long guttural moan from her before continuing down the outside of her left thigh with his mouth and the right thigh with his hand. He stops just above her knee remains still for an agonizing moment and then slowly works his way up the inside of her thigh.

Lindsay knows she hasn't been silent whilst this was happening but she has no idea what she has said. She is incapable of thought any thought but that she wants him now. She is so ready and so close she needs him now… all of him … now.

"Bobby! …oh Bobby! … Please! … NOW! … PLEASE!"

Their eyes meet and in one frenzied fluid motion their bodies are joined. Hands, eyes, mouths, hips all become one. Bodies united. Motions synchronized. Hands, fingers, tongues explore while hips entwined thrust hungrily in unison. Frantic, grasping, panting, pounding, moaning. Names are called and oaths uttered as bodies writhe rhythmically in time with one another before convulsing, shuddering and eventually crashing in one entwined mass of arms and legs and panting mouths. Foreheads resting together, eyes struggling to focus before meeting, staring then closing as mouths meet in a sweet love affirming kiss.

Bobby and Lindsay lie on their sides, bodies entwined, kissing, smiling, staring and kissing again before Bobby pulling Lindsay close rolls her onto her back, settles his head on her chest and drapes his arm across her waist. Lindsay lays there totally relaxed and totally content. She runs her fingers through his hair eventually pulling his head up so she can look into his eyes. Sleepy eyes look into hers questioningly and she says softly but emphatically "Oh … my … God!" He smiles and says "Worth the wait?" She'd reply but it would require too much energy. She lets his head go and it flops back down onto her chest. He reaches up and strokes her face before returning his hand to her stomach. She entwines one hand with his as the other runs its fingers along his back reveling in the touch he'd denied her earlier. She feels him drift off to sleep and knows she'll follow him soon, very soon.

The bedroom door opens and she's too tired to object.

"He asleep?" Helen asks

"Yeah"

"Just wanted to say the neighbours are starting to complain about the noise." Helen says with a teasing grin.

"I don't care." Lindsay replies before joining Bobby in sleep

Helen stares at their totally entwined bodies and happy smiling sleeping faces and whispers "Goodnight" before closing the door quietly and smiling she heads to her room.