A Weekend Off

amlynac

Cadet
A/N: This may be old to some of you, but I have never posted here, so it may be new to some of you. This is my first fic ever! Hope you like it, (I own nothing).

Rating: R

Chapter 1

It had been almost a year since Vaughn had killed Lauren in Pallermo, and he and Sydney had reunited. It was tougher than he'd expected to deal with the fact that he had been the one to ultimate end her life. For a few months after that night, he kept thinking he saw her everywhere he went. Eventually, with a little counseling and a lot of TLC Sydney style, he had come to terms with the fact that he did what was necessary to save Sydney's life. Syd and Vaughn mutually agreed that they would take things slow, considering the complications of their relationship thus far.

Sydney currently lived with her sister Nadia. The two of them ended up moving in together about six months ago, into a cozy house on the beach just between Santa Monica and Malibu. Living with Nadia had renewed a happiness in Sydney she hadn't felt for quite a long time. At first, there had been some tension between the two of them, considering Sydney's extreme hatred of Sloane, and Nadia's obdurate love of her father. Recently, the two sisters had been getting along so well, it had been a dream come true for both of them. Although they grew up so far apart, and with very different lifestyles; the had so much in common. Growing up, they both felt so alone in everything they went through, it was great having someone to laugh with and share secrets. Sydney hadn't felt like that since Francie was still alive. She was with Vaughn and finally it felt like her life was truly getting good again.

She smiled to herself when she saw Vaughn staring at her from the other room. He was sitting on the edge of her bed, dressed casually in dark jeans and a black t-shirt, his hair still damp from the shower. Having him around still made her tingle from head to toe. He was all hers, and she knew it would always be like this.

Even in faded jeans and a simple light blue t-shirt, Sydney Bristow was the most beautiful thing Michael Vaughn had seen, or would ever see in his entire life. Vaughn sat on the edge of her bed watching her through the doorway of her bathroom as she tentatively applied a light sheen of gloss to her beautiful supple lips. Vaughn and Weiss lived just down the beach a few miles from Syd and Nadia, even though he and Sydney didn't technically live together, they rarely spent a night apart.

"So, how drunk do you think Weiss is going to get tonight?" Sydney asked as she pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail.

"Obscenely if I have anything to do with it." Vaughn replied walking over to the doorway, chuckling when he thought of Weiss' antics of birthdays past.

"What?" she asked turning towards him, her smile completely beaming from ear to ear.

"I was just thinking about Weiss' 21st birthday. What a mess! We went to this Irish Pub, O'Callaghan's with a few frat brothers. He got so drunk that a few of us had to carry...no, drag him out of the bar. I'm surprised he didn't get brain damage!"

"Who says he didn't?" She laughed turning towards Vaughn. "Well, I can't wait to go out, Bumpers is one of Weiss' favorite places around...not to mention the fact the for once we both have the whole weekend off." She smiled.

Vaughn slipped his arms around her waist her smile reflecting on to his, and he pulled her tightly against his body lightly brushing his lips upon hers. They pulled away slowly and just stared into each other's eyes for a few moments, until the ringing of Syd's phone interrupted them from their thoughts.

"I'll get it." Vaughn said turning towards the other room.
She groaned at the loss of his arms around her waist and followed him to her nightstand as he answered her telephone.

"Hello?" Vaughn said picking up the receiver

"Hey Vaughn, get the lead out, it's almost 7 already"

"Weiss" Vaughn mouthed to Sydney-"We're leaving in 5 minutes." He said laughing at his best friend's impatience.

"Well, I'll be expecting you in no more that twelve minutes, starting now."

"OK, see you in a few." Vaughn said, hanging up and turning back towards Sydney.

"Is he getting impatient?" Sydney asked

"Yea, he's like a little kid on his birthday."

"Well we'd better get going." She said grabbing Vaughn's keys and a small white envelope with Eric written on it.

"Hold on a second," he said grabbing her hand a pulling her into his chest "We still have four minutes."

"Mr. Vaughn, four minutes is nowhere near long enough for what you are implying." She whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

"And what are you implying I am implying Miss Bristow?" He said softly nibbling on her ear, causing her to both moan and giggle at the same time.

"Vaughn, we need to go right now, or we're going to miss Eric's Birthday." She said softly in his ear, then turned dragging him behind her towards the door.

"OK." He smiled stopping and pulling her suddenly to his lips, "We'll pick up where we left off later tonight." he added breaking their kiss.
Sydney grinned at his insatiable nature as he politely opened her door for her, carefully placing his fingertips on the small of her back, guiding her into his black SUV.

"You can bet on that." She said looking up at him as he shut the passenger side door and jogged over to the other side settling himself in the driver's side.

It was only about four miles down the road to Vaughn and Weiss' house, and when they arrived Weiss was outside talking on his cell phone loudly in the driveway.

"No way!" Weiss shouted "I had 21 shots on my 21st birthday, not to mention all the Guiness Mike made me drink, It's amazing I survived at all. No to mention those guys that wanted to kick my ass for hitting on their girlfriends.....Well, thanks buddy, wish you could be here too, See you later."

"I don't think those guys wanted to kick you ass for hitting on their girlfriends as much as they wanted to kick your ass for throwing up on them." Vaughn laughed

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Chapter 2

"Hey!" Sydney said getting out and giving Weiss a hug before he climbed into the back seat.

"Hey, yourself beautiful."

"Happy Birthday, Eric." Sidney said producing the white envelope to Weiss as they headed toward Bumpers on Santa Monica Blvd.

"Thanks!" Weiss said tearing into the envelope like a child on Christmas. "Holy s***! You guys shouldn't have! Season Tickets to the Dodgers!"

"You like it?" Sydney said turning to face him.

"I Love it, you guys are the best!"

"Well, it was Vaughn's idea."

"Happy Birthday Eric." Vaughn and Sydney said in unison.

They arrived about fifteen minutes later in front of Bumpers, the three of them laughing and talking about birthdays of their youth.

"As a matter of fact, that was Joey who called me right before you pulled up." Weiss said

"Oooh, called to remind you how old you were getting?" Vaughn mused

"Well, he did give me the worst "present" ever!"

"Oh yeah, I remember that, Senior year right? At the Hardware?" Vaughn said grabbing Sydney's hand as they walked inside of the trendy pool hall. "What did he call it, three hicks and a spic?" Vaughn asked chuckling at Weiss' sour expression.

"What is that?" Sydney chimed in amused at the pained look on Weiss' face.

"Joey was a sick guy, don't get me wrong, he was super nice, but he lived to torture people on their birthdays." Vaughn began to explain as they grabbed a table equidistant to the bar and the bathrooms. "3 hicks and a spic was a drink Joey made up on Eric's 22nd birthday. It's a shooter of straight Jim Beam, Johnny Walker, Jack Daniels, and Jose Cuervo."

"Oh, I get it, Joey wasn't very PC, was he?" Sydney asked chuckling as Weiss groaned at the description of the worst thing he ever put down his throat.

"Not really." Vaughn replied "How about we start off with a pitcher of Amber Bock, Eric?"

"Sounds good to me!" Eric said racking up the balls for their first game.

"I'll get it honey," Sydney said walking towards the bar "You and Eric can have the first game, I'll take the winner."

Vaughn smiled as she gave him a quick wink, they had both planned ahead of time to let Eric win a few games tonight since it was his birthday. By the time Sydney returned with the pitcher of beer and three glasses, Weiss was re-racking the balls with a huge smile on his face.

"Game over already?" Sydney asked pouring everyone a beer at the small, bar table that sat next to the expansive pool table.

"Yea, can you believe Mr. Pool Shark sunk the 8-ball on his second shot?"

"Wow, Vaughn you must be a little rusty. What's the matter forgot how to use your stick?" She smiled innocently, grabbing the pool stick out of Vaughn's hand. "Maybe you need a little one on one practice?"

"Maybe, you know a good tutor?" Vaughn asked, playfully smacking her on the ass as she bent over in front of him and pulled back to break.

"Ugggh," Weiss broke in "Don't you two ever quit?"

"Never." She said as she deftly drew the pool stick back and smoothly connected with the cue ball, sending a ball in either of the lower corner pockets. "I'm stripes!" She said lining up her next shot, but missing on purpose.

"Oooh Bristow, I do believe you missed!" Vaughn said trying to get a rise out of her.
She turned to him and pulled him to her by the buckle of his belt and playfully whispered into his ear "Keep it up, Michael and you'll get not stick action!"

Vaughn just laughed and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "I do believe we all need some shots." He said as he broke their embrace and made his way to the bar.

"That's right!" Weiss said sinking a ball in the left side pocket. "Syd, I am totally kicking your ass."

Just then, Vaughn returned from the bar with six shots on a small tray. "Who's thirsty?" Vaughn asked handing two shots to both Sydney and Weiss.

"Jagermeister?" Sydney asked after smelling the dark brown liquid, turning her nose up in the process. "Couldn't you have gotten something that does not taste like cough syrup?"

"Oh, Come on Syd Jager is great." said Weiss

"Alright, let's toast." Vaughn said raising the glass in his left hand, "To Eric, on his 37th birthday, here's hoping he remembers tonight tomorrow morning!"

They all took down their shot, and chased with a sip of beer, except for Weiss who chased his shot of Jager with another shot of Jager.

"Don't count on it," Sydney said chuckling at Weiss' determination to get hammered "But boys, someone has to be the designated driver so I'm going to have to pass this shot off to the birthday boy."

"Are you sure you don't mind Syd?" Vaughn asked dangling his keys in the air.

"Of course not honey, you guys go ahead. Besides, I'm sure I can think of a way for you to repay me later." Sydney said with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Vaughn and Weiss took their remaining shots and finished off the pitcher they ordered on their way in. 5 shots, 4 games, and 3 pitchers later, Weiss was well on his way to a drunken stupor (yet he had a long way to go in his mind). Whenever Weiss gets drunk, he gets loud, and he was getting very drunk. He was currently entertaining a table full of young women with UCLA t-shirts on, by juggling three pool balls.

"It's amazing he still has any dexterity at all, after all those drinks," Sydney mused as she leaned over and sank another ball, leaving only the 8 ball on the table.

Vaughn couldn't help but admire her ass as she bent over the table, and suddenly the room felt about 10 degrees hotter. He thought maybe it was the alcohol at first, as he had quite a buzz. But the buzz of alcohol was nothing compared to the buzz he got from Sydney. He loved playing pool with Sydney, hell he loved any activity they did together. Just being in the same room with Sydney made him feel almost giddy.

"See something you like?" Sydney asked over her shoulder, noticing his pre-occupation with things other than their game.

"Mmmm, definitely." He said placing his hands on either side of her hips and pulling her body flush against him, gently kissing her neck.

"Vaughn," she said in a low voice "If you don't stop, we're going to get carried away."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Well considering we're in the middle of a bar full of people, I would say it's not ideal, besides I'm almost done kicking your ass. Just let me sink this last ball."

"OK, just remember, Bristow, if you miss it's on!"

"Is that so?" She said cocking one brow and lining up her last shot.

"Oh, you have no idea." He said moving from behind her to the right side of the table, right where she was aiming to sink the ball.

He attempted to distract her by making goofy faces as she tried to concentrate. He knew how much she loved to win, and how susceptible she was to his goofy faces. She tried to concentrate, but she feared he might be getting the best of her. The stick connected solidly with the cue ball and struck the 8-ball, but instead of sinking in the pocket, it bounced just off the rail.

"Well, well, well," Vaughn said with a satisfied smirk "Did you choke, or were you distracted?"

"Just shoot, wiseass." Sydney said as she positioned herself right in front of his shot.

Two can play at this game she thought to herself. Leaning over slightly, exposing a bit of her cleavage through the v-neck of her shirt, knowing the effect it would have on him. A small bead of sweat trickled down from his right temple, god, she was driving him crazy, and she knew it. But he carefully lined up his shot and sunk the ball right in front of her. He just winked at her as she grumbled to herself. She had yet to win a game of pool against Vaughn, and she hated to lose. Weiss was still flirting with the UCLA girls at the next table, and they had each bought him a drink. He had a beer in his hand and three shots lined up in front of him.

"He's actually doing magic tricks!" Vaughn said taking Sydney by the hand and locking eyes with her, smiling from ear to ear.

She returned his smile and said "You know, I think Eric is going to be busy for a while and I think I left something in the car, would you like to escort me outside?"

"I would love to." He said eagerly pulling her towards the door that led to the parking lot.


TBC


Chapter 3

They barely made it out to the car before Sydney yanked up at the hem of Vaughn's black t-shirt, ripping it quickly over his head. They stumbled into the back seat of Vaughn's SUV and he broke their kiss just long enough to shut the door and release the lever at the top of the seat, allowing them to lie flat. Sydney pushed Vaughn on his back and straddled his hips, diving down for another languid kiss. Vaughn brought his hands under her shirt, lightly kneading her back as Sydney started slowly rolling her hips over his. He kissed her fiercely, pulling her bottom lip into his mouth and sucking ever so gently. Sydney moaned as his hands slowly reached around and cupped her breasts through the sheer material of her bra. Sydney gasped as his thumbs brushed against her nipples, and she began kissing his cheek, then his chin, stopping to dip her tongue in the dimple that laid there, making her way down his neck. He took the opportunity to yank her shirt off, and he quickly unsnapped her bra, allowing her breasts to spring free. His hands were instantly drawn to her already hard nipples, as her lips returned to his he tugged on each of them until he elicited the response he wanted.

"Vaughn" she practically moaned into his mouth as she again started grinding her hips into his.
He was so hard, and she was so wet, and the friction was driving them crazy. Jolts of electricity flowed through both of them. Vaughn quickly flipped Sydney over, so she was laying on her back, His hands quickly moved down to the button fly of her jeans and ripper them open with one hand, pulling them down her hips along with her sheer white panties, leaving her naked before him. Just the sight of her laying there in front of him made his breath hitch and his cock swell. His hands moved down to his belt, but she reached up and smacked them away.

"Let me." She said staring up into his gorgeous green eyes. She could swear they sparkled at her as she removed his belt and undid the buttons of his fly, freeing his rigid member from the confines of his jeans. He purposefully went commando tonight, because he knew how much she loved it when he didn't wear boxers. He quickly pushed the jeans down his hips and groaned at the feeling of her soft fingertips caressing his cock from base to tip, priming him for the events to come. Vaughn, in turn, moved his left hand down to her center feeling how incredibly wet she was already.

"Vaughn..I need you, now!" She said punctuating her statement with a firm tug of his balls.
He too was aching with desire for her and he slowly sank his cock into her, he knew she was more than ready when she wrapped her legs around him, but he wanted to tease her, so he went painstakingly slow for the first few thrusts, until she practically whimpered. He stopped and gave her a slow kiss, until he could sense she was getting restless. She raised her hips to incite him to start moving, so he started pumping his hips quickly. Their movements quickly became frenzied, thrusting in time with each other. Sydney's pants and moans started raising, becoming louder and louder, only spurring him on

"Oooh, Michael." Sydney moaned.

He looked at her, her eyes were scrunched closed tightly, teeth biting her lower lip. She raked her nails down hid back and stopped when she reached his firm ass. Vaughn leaned down and sucked her left nipple in his mouth, causing her to moan even more.

He could feel her tightening and tensing up and he didn't know how much longer he could hold out. He reached his left hand down to her clit and started rubbing each side, then in circles, and after a few more thrusts she came hard around him screaming his name at the top of her lungs. Her orgasm set off his as he continued to thrust in and out of her. They kissed slowly for a few seconds, then decided the had better hurry up and get dressed, knowing Weiss would be wondering where they went off to.

As they re-entered Bumpers hand in hand they expected Weiss to give them a hard time for disappearing on him;instead, they found Weiss was still with the table full of UCLA 20 somethings. Syd and Vaughn looked at each other and laughed on their way to the bar.

"Alright, Syd, what sould we get Weiss next?"

"Well, I think he needs a few more, it's getting late and he just doesn't seem phased."

"How about we get some tequila shots and martini's?"

"Ouch, Vaughn that's quite a combination."

"You said he wasn't phased."

"True. You get the drinks, I'll go rack up a game for you two."

"Syd do you want a drink?"

"Just a club soda."

Sydney walked over to the table and racked up, and Vaughn was right behind he with the small tray of drinks. Weiss looked over in Vaughn's direction and saw that he had a fresh tray of drinks, so excused himself from the UCLA girls.

"Geez, Eric do those girls know that you're about fifteen years older than them?" Vaughn asked handing him his tequila shot, and Sydney her club soda.

"Oh, as a matter of fact they do and I got all of their numbers! Besides Mike, you are no spring chicken."

"You really got their numbers?" Sydney asked

"Technically it's only one number, but they all live in the same house." Weiss said slamming back his shot. He didn't know if it was the tequila or the other dozen drinks he had that night, but he almost lost his balance throwing back the shot.

"After seeing what that did to you Weiss, I'm not so sure this is safe." Vaughn said referring to his shot "Well, on second thought.." He started looking at Sydney.

"No." Sydney said knowing exactly what was running through his mind.

"Bodyshot" he said smiling, knowing she would give in.

TBC...
 
Chapter 4

"Bodyshots? Vaughn what are you eighteen?"

"You cannot deny me the bodyshot!" Vaughn stated with mock forcefulness.

"Vaughn, are you drunk?"

"Drunk on you, baby!" He laughed stepping towards her and putting his arm around her waist. "I'm sorry, that was too cheesy. But seriously, the bodyshot."

"Well, what's in it for me? I mean here I am the designated driver, and you get to have all the fun."

"What's in it for you? Let me think." He said bringing his hand up to brush a lock of hair behind her ear.

"How about you thank me tonight, with that very talented tongue of yours?" She whispered in his ear, sending goosebumps down his neck.

"OK, it's a date." he replied taking his shot glass in his left hand and placing it in her bra, between her breasts.

The combination of his warm hand and the cool glass on her breasts caused her to breath to hitch slightly as her nipples became taut. This action did not go unnoticed by Vaughn as he knew she would enjoy this as much as he would. He reached over to the tray and picked up the salt shaker and the lime. Sydney smiled as Vaughn leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips moving his way down to the soft juncture where her neck met her shoulder, running his velvety warm tongue along it. He sprinkled a little bit of salt on the moist area his tongue left on her neck, and placed the lime between Sydney's lips. Vaughn then put his hands on either side of her hips and proceeded to lick the salt off her neck, he then shoved his head between Sydney's breasts, taking a little extra time wrapping his lips around the rim of the shot glass and pulled it out from her bra throwing his head back to swallow the drink in one gulp. He quickly dropped the glass in his hand and attacked Sydney's mouth, but he didn't squeeze the lime in his mouth. He turned and spit it out before he gave Sydney a long languid kiss. She thought she would never taste any so delicious as the taste of salt and tequila in their kiss. The need for air broke their kiss, their arms still wrapped around each other.

" OK you two, do I need to break out the hoses so we can get back to our game?" Weiss said, slightly slurring his speech.

"Alright, you can go ahead and break." Vaughn said taking in Sydney's blushed, yet sated expression as he turned towards the table.

"I guarantee I am going to kick your ass so bad, I am even willing to stake my good name on it." Weiss said drawing the stick back.

"Really? I wasn't aware you still had one of those." Vaughn retorted .

Then, just as Weiss went to hit the cue ball, everything went black. Vaughn doubled over laughing so hard, he thought his lungs would explode. Sydney just sat there and stared with her mouth wide open at a passed out cold Eric Weiss in the middle of the bar.

"Great, one is drunk off his ass, the other is passed out on the ground." Sydney said to herself, but the humor of the situation was not lost on her. She too started laughing for a moment. "OK Vaughn, I'm going to go pay our tab and pull the car around, could you please get Weiss off the ground and meet me outside?"
Vaughn responded only with a nod through his giggles as he moved over to Weiss to try and revive the birthday boy. Vaughn tried slapping him, and yelling very loudly in his ear, and then shaking him; but to no avail, Weiss was out of it. Vaughn looked up and got an idea, he grabbed Weiss' untouched martini and threw the cool liquid in his face. Weiss started to come around, mumbling something about cake and somehow Vaughn managed to pull him to his feet. Thank goodness they were not too far from the door, as Weiss was barely able to walk without stumbling. They made it out the doors just as Sydney pulled up, unlocking and opening the back door for Weiss. With a little help from Vaughn, Weiss climbed in the back, then Vaughn went around and situated himself in the passenger seat. The started driving back towards Vaughn and Weiss' house, just then Weiss seemed to snap out of it a little, only to shout "Turn it up!"

"What?" Vaughn said

"Turn it up!" He shouted again

"OK" Sydney said turning up the volume on the radio

Weiss then broke out in a very loud, very off key, very sloppy rendition of Wild Thing! Sydney was laughing so hard she nearly had to pull the car over.

"What are you laughing at Bristow? Weiss asked looking at her expression thought the rear view mirror.

"You can't sing!" She teased turning her full attention back to the road.

"Well, looky, looky, what I found here." Weiss said holding Sydney's white panties in his hand, "These weren't here on the way to the bar!"

Vaughn snatched the panties from Weiss and quickly stuck them in his pocket. Sydney turned completely red, and looked over in Vaughn's direction unable to speak at the moment. Vaughn had a look on his face that was partly smug, partly satisfied, all cocky; and Weiss giggled uncontrollably in the back seat.

"Michael, if you know what's good for you, you'll wipe that smirk off you face!" Sydney said half kidding.

"Well, Syd these things wouldn't happen if you just stopped wearing panties in the first place!" Vaughn said joining Weiss in his laughter.

Sydney just rolled her eyes at them and continued to drive down the street that Vaughn and Weiss lived on. A few minutes later they pulled into the driveway. Vaughn and Sydney helped Weiss into the house, but the got no further than the living room before Weiss went limp. Syd and Vaughn managed to get Weiss to the couch, placing him on his side, with a trash can beside his head just in case he got sick in the middle of the night. Once Weiss was situated Sydney and Vaughn made their way back to Vaughn's bedroom.

"I believe I have a debt to repay." Vaughn said grabbing the top button of Sydney's jeans.

"I believe you do." She said smiling at her gorgeous boyfriends dimples as he continued to unbutton her jeans. "But, you need to give me a second to wash my face before bed. I want you bare assed naked and ready to pleasure me in five minutes."

"How can I refuse?" He asked already quickly discarding his clothing.

Sydney proceeded to the bathroom to wash the makeup from her face, and discard her clothing before applying just a little bit of body creme, it was Vaughn's favorite scent, Vanilla and it always drove him wild. She turned off the light to the bathroom and stepped into Vaughn's room to find him sound asleep on top of the covers. She was a little disappointed, but he looked to peaceful, that she didn't have the heart to wake him. They had a long and fun night, and she knew it was the alcohol that put him to sleep. So, she turned off his light and crawled next to him in his bed. She knew Vaughn would make it up to her, after all, the weekend has just begun.

TBC... PLEASE REVIEW!
 
weiss is so funny finding the panties

syd and vaughn are so cute together,they can't controll them selfs

love the update thanks for the pm :smiley: :smiley:
 

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