Every time Vanessa laughs obnoxiously loud, Charity has to grind her teeth. Her jaw is getting stiff from the constant pressure. She knows that nothing Daz is saying is that funny.
She wanted nothing more than to march over and tell Daz and everyone else just what they had been up to the night before. But for some unknown reason, she actually didn't want to embarrass Vanessa. It was a confusing and foreign feeling.
She was still glaring at the couple when Vanessa stood and made her way to the toilets.
Charity felt herself moving to follow before even really deciding to.
When Charity slipped into the toilets Vanessa was standing at the sink staring at herself in the mirror. She looks up when she hears Charity, their gazes meeting in the mirror.
There's a vulnerability and uncertainty in Vanessa's gaze that Charity is surprised brings out a bit of protectiveness in her.
She steps forward bringing herself flush with Vanessa's back, she smiles slightly at the gasp it causes.
Keeping eye contact she runs her hand along Vanessa's hip and slowly slips it under Vanessa's shirt giving her plenty of time to stop her if she wants. She's very pleased when she doesn't.
Charity's hand glides across Vanessa's ribs just grazing the underside of her breast.
"You know he's not going to be able to give you what you want," Charity says quietly as she slips her hand higher playing with the hardened nub she finds there.
Vanessa's head falls back onto Charity's shoulder, her eyes closed and her breaths quickening.
Charity nuzzles against Vanessa's neck, kissing and biting softly, "Why are you with him?" Charity asks, ignoring the slight jealousy she can hear in her voice.
"I don't know. I'm just confused," Vanessa answers breathlessly.
Charity tilts Vanessa's head so she can kiss her, Vanessa moans into it, she breaks it meeting Vanessa's gaze again, "You deserve better than Daz, yeah?"
Vanessa nods eyes glazed, almost trance-like. Charity feels powerful.
"Get rid of him and meet me at the back entrance in an hour," she gives Vanessa one more deep kiss just to give her something to look forward to. Charity's just stepping out the door as Rhona is walking up.
Vanessa had been able to convince Rhona to make her excuses to Daz. Her frazzled state had been helpful in convincing Rhona that she was sick. She had never been so turned on in her life. Well, that's not strictly true the kiss in the cellar and the mind-blowing sex with Charity were all the same. She clenched her thighs at the memory.
She ends up just driving around not wanting to have to explain why she was leaving again after coming back from her date early. She has a lot to think about on her drive and when she walks up to the back entrance to the pub she's even more confused than before.
The door is opened before she even knocks and Charity is standing there looking gorgeous as ever. She holds a finger to her mouth and grabs Vanessa's hand with her free one. Vanessa is quite as she's led up the stairs for the second time in as many days, to Charity's bedroom.
Once inside Charity was first to talk, as she pulled Vanessa to her once she sat on the bed, "I figured you didn't want our little secret shared to the whole house."
Vanessa was surprised at the consideration Charity was showing, "Thank you," she couldn't help but bow her head shyly.
Charity just smiled in response. She's running her hands up and down Vanessa's back.
Vanessa sighed, "I shouldn't be here," she said even as she allows Charity to push her coat off her shoulders.
"You're free to go at any time," Charity declares as she pushes Vanessa's shirt up and off. She places a kiss against Vanessa's stomach.
Vanessa sways toward the feeling of the soft kiss. Knowing what she does about Charity, Vanessa never would have expected the gentle caring side she was showing now. She feels Charity pulling down the zipper of her skirt. When she glances down she's met by Charity's curious gaze.
"What are you thinking about?" Charity asks quietly.
Charity is looking at her so softly that she can't help herself from cupping her cheek. When Charity leans into the touch something snaps inside her and she leans down taking Charity's moth a little roughly. Charity moans into the kiss spurring her on.
The next several minutes are a blur until their both naked and Charity has her on her back panting as she works her hand between Vanessa's legs while biting at her nipples.
When Vanessa starts to get louder, Charity shushes her before finally kissing her to swallow the moans. As soon as Vanessa's breathing would calm down, Charity would start again. It went on and on until the room was dark save for a lamp on the nightstand.
They were both still out of breath sprawled on their backs.
"Wow," was all Vanessa could manage to say.
Charity chuckles, "I had to make sure you still felt me in the morning, didn't I?"
Vanessa hums. "Job well done."
Despite her bodies protests Vanessa sat up, "I need to go."
Charity sits up scooting against the headboard and watches her dress.
"Can we do this again sometime?" Vanessa surprises herself by asking.
Charity's smirk is cocky, "I'm just a phone call away."
Vanessa smiles moving to the side of the bed and kissing Charity deeply. She was already becoming addicted to the feel of her mouth.
Before she turned back to the door she asked, "Can we keep this between us?" she grimaces at the question. "Is that rude to ask?" Charity doesn't seem too bothered but it's hard to get a read on her sometimes.
Charity smiles, "Your secrets safe with me."
Charity ended up oversleeping and as she tiredly stumbled out into the pub she was confronted by a frowning Chas.
"It's about time you decided to join the living."
Charity chose not to respond and kept drinking her coffee, but that didn't stop Chas.
"Are you sick?"
Charity shrugs, "I'm fine. I just overslept."
"You were in your room all evening. You must have slept about 12 hours," Chas shakes her head incredulously.
Charity uses the cup she's holding to cover the smile on her face, as she thinks of the night before. She's saved from any more questioning by a boisterous group of cyclist coming in.
They're in another rush with she spots Vanessa and Rhona coming through the door. It gives her a little thrill to see that Vanessa looks just as exhausted as she feels. Not being able to help herself she grabs her phone and sends off a quick text…
CHARITY: Someones looking a bit tired.
She watches as Vanessa glances at her phone and then at Charity with a smirk.
VANESSA: You're one to talk!
That's all they have time to say before their attention is required elsewhere.
They don't see each other for four days and while she would never admit it to another living soul she really wanted to see Vanessa. She was craving Vanessa's mouth.
She knew just from eavesdropping that Johnny had been sick.
Charity had found her thoughts drifting to the vet more often than she's willing to admit. She had never had a partner react to her the way Vanessa did. She didn't hold back and Charity wanted more. Trying not to over think it she pulled out her phone…
CHARITY: Want to see you.
Her text tone goes off just a few minutes later.
VANESSA: I'm alone now and Johnny's asleep. Doors unlocked.
Charity is standing before she finishes reading the message.
CHARITY: Be there in 5.
Noah is at a friends for the night so she doesn't bother telling anyone she's leaving.
It's strange just walking into the house without knocking, but when she walks through the door she finds Vanessa looking comfortable in her pajamas, two wine glasses in front of her.
"Hey," Vanessa is the first to speak.
"I heard Johnny's poorly. Is he OK?"
Vanessa looks pleased that Charity bothered to ask about her son.
"Yeah. It was a little rough but he seems to be better now."
They drink their wine in silence but it's a comfortable silence. Which were rare for Charity, who usually had to say something inappropriate to fill them. Charity feels Vanessa looking at her and when she glances in her direction, desire is evident in her gaze. Charity feels it between her thighs.
Charity finishes off her wine and sets the glass down. Vanessa mirrors her.
"Come here," Charity enjoys the way Vanessa's eyes darken at the command.
Vanessa moves until she's straddling Charity's lap. She wraps her arms around Vanessa and pulls her impossibly close, their mouths meeting in a heated kiss.
It's not long before Vanessa is grinding her hips into Charity searching for the friction she needs so much.
Vanessa really is an amazing kisser, one of the best Charity has had. So good that when she pulls away Charity actually hears herself whimper.
Vanessa's hips are still moving against her, but she's looking at her with an unreadable expression, "What do you get out of this?" she asks suddenly.
Charity frowns, "What do you mean?"
"I don't know. It just feels one-sided."
Charity thinks she knows what Vanessa means. All the times they've been together Charity has made it all about Vanessa. But she has been more than satisfied.
"You want to know what I'm getting out of this?" Charity smiles.
Vanessa nods, looking unsure.
Smirking now, and holding Vanessa's gaze. Charity pops the button of her own jeans. Then takes Vanessa's hand moving slow enough to give her time to stop her if she wants. But Vanessa just stares at their hands in awe as Charity guides them between her own legs.
She knows she's soaked. Vanessa just has that effect on her.
When Vanessa's fingers finally encounter wetness her eyes slam shut and she presses her forehead against Charity's.
"I feel this just as much as you do," Charity moans when Vanessa starts to explore.
"God, Charity," Vanessa pants. "I want to see you." she removes her hand from Charity's pants and moves off Charity's lap and drops to her knees in front of her, and waste no time in pulling Charity's jeans and underwear down. Charity's not sure she's ever been so turned on.
"Are you OK?" Vanessa surprises her by asking.
Charity smiles, "Never better."
Vanessa runs her hands slowly up the insides of Charity's thighs exposing her.
The look on Vanessa's face is pure hunger.
"You're beautiful," Vanessa's voice is reverent.
Charity's been called beautiful many times before, but she's never quite believed it as she does with Vanessa. She feels it just in the way Vanessa gazes up her body.
Charity's hips jump when Vanessa runs soft fingers over her.
"Can I taste you?" the words cause Charity's pulse to jump and she clutches the arm of the sofa.
"Please," Charity barely recognizes her own voice.
Charity had expected Vanessa to be hesitant, but she was anything but. There was an enthusiasm that had Charity's hand over her mouth, very conscious of Johnny in the other room.
On a particularly delicious move Charity glances down and meets Vanessa's gaze and it's too much and she comes, her shout muffled against her own hand.
When she finally comes back into herself, Vanessa is still on her knees looking far too pleased with herself.
Charity sits up grabbing the back of Vanessa's neck and pulls her back in her lap and kisses her deeply. She completely loses herself in Vanessa, savoring each kiss and touch. The way Vanessa moans into her neck.
By the time Charity walks back into the pub its 4 am. She's tired and very pleasantly sore. She just manages to drop face first on the bed before she's asleep.
The next day Charity is dragging. She felt like she was moving in slow motion.
"What is up with you?" Tracy asks as she enters the pub with Rhona and Vanessa. They take up seats at the bar.
"She's been dragging her feet all day," Chas answers before she gets the chance. Suddenly Chas gasps and pulls down the lapel of her shirt. "Well, that certainly explains things. A hickey."
"Oh, nice. Real classy," Vanessa says into her pint. Hiding a smirk.
Charity narrows her eyes at her and literally has to bite her tongue to keep from saying anything.
"It's not like you to keep your conquests secret," Chas said but then frowned. "Oh Charity, he's not married is he?"
Tracy gaped, "Does he live in the village?"
Charity nearly laughs when she sees Vanessa subtly roll her eyes.
Charity glares at Vanessa and she is not threatened in the least. She actually has the audacity to smirk again.
"So spill," Chas snaps, hitting her on the arm.
"No, I don't think I will," Charity takes on an aggrieved tone.
"Oh come on. You love to brag," Chas isn't giving up.
"Yeah, none of us are getting any, may as well live vicariously," Rhona sighed.
"No," is all Charity says before moving to the other side of the bar to serve a customer. When she turns back Vanessa is watching her. When Charity winks Vanessa blushes beautifully.
Its been a couple of days since the bar and they haven't had an opportunity to get together due to conflicting schedules.
Its close to closing and Charity is taking out the trash when she hears someone approaching. She's surprised to see Vanessa. She starts to say something but Vanessa grabs her hips and directs her to the darkened corner away from the door. Vanessa pushes her against the wall and pulls her down by the back of her neck into a deep and heated kiss.
Vanessa's hands drop and slide up under Charity's shirt, she gasps at their chill.
"Is this OK," Vanessa asks as she teases above the waistband of her jeans. Her voice is rough with arousal.
When Charity nods, Vanessa waist no time in undoing her jeans and slowly sliding her hand inside. Charity moans at the contact. She was wet as soon as Vanessa had pushed her against the wall so it's not long until she's moaning into Vanessa's mouth and thrusting against her fingers. It doesn't take her much longer until she's coming undone.
She doesn't have any time to catch her breath, Vanessa is undoing her own jeans and guiding Charity's hand down them with a whispered, "Please."
Charity works her hard and fast, the way she knows she likes. And relishes Vanessa's pants in her ear. Vanessa kisses her deeply as she comes, moaning into her mouth.
Charity nearly whines when Vanessa moves away doing her jeans back up.
"I saw you heading this way when I came into the pub with Rhona. I need to get back. My dad will have Johnny tomorrow night if you're free."
Charity tugs Vanessa back into her, kissing her one more time, "I'll make sure I'm free."
Vanessa smiles and with one last kiss, she's rushing away.
Their in the middle of a rush before they stop serving for the night and Chas looks stressed.
"How long does it take to take out some trash?" she asks as Charity starts helping. "And why are you sweating? It's freezing out there."
"I guess I'm getting sick."
Thankfully their too busy for Chas to push the issue.