Hey guys, this will be a two shot. Though it was originally going to be a four times and one, one shot I wasn't sure how many times I could put them in this situation without them simultaneously combusting inside my mind... Anyway, chapter one is on the softer side of T. Chapter two however will be on the easy side of M..I think.
On another note, am I the only one that was half rooting for the Bianca/Louise if for no other reason than to see Marissa's eyes turn a little green? I am? Well then...
Pairing: Bianca/Marissa, Minx, Barissa, MonTasker(I have no idea where that just came from)
Reviews help me update...hint hint my lovelies!
They'd been together for almost seven months and were happy. It'd surprised Bianca, the level of pure joy Marissa had been continually bringing to her life. The way Marissa made her giggle and feel giddy, like a school girl with a never ending crush. They hadn't ever really discussed how open they would be about their relationship, figuring they'd wing it much like their friendship; by just letting themselves go with the flow. She had to admit, it'd been a great seven months. They'd laughed, cried, argued and everything in between and she could feel the passion between them. Even though they'd never gotten that far. Oh she'd thought about it, often. And if the looks Marissa shot her on occasion were any indication, so had she.
"Ya know," Marissa started breaking her thoughts, "I really think you spend too much time in that head of yours." she said opening the door to her apartment for Bianca. Bianca chuckled, stepping inside Marissa's small yet comfortable condo and shook her head. There would be occasions where she would just lose herself in her thoughts because she had no other choice. She was still waiting on the other shoe to drop,
"Oh no I don't. You're just jealous because I tune you out when you start your 'Marissa is amazing' rampage." she joked. Marissa snorted,
"It is not a rampage, it's a simple acknowledgment of the truth. David and Scott agree with me." she argued stepping in as well and immediately removing the heels.
"They don't count. David is your father and Scott is your best friend, they're biased." Bianca said waving a hand and taking off her earrings, "Usual?" she asked nodding to the sofa. Marissa nodded then scoffed,
"Biased nothing. They're just men of impeccable taste." she said huffing some and moving to the kitchen, "Drink?"
"Water. And just yesterday you were complaining about that god-awful pink tie that Scott seems partial too and I distinctly remember you saying that Scott had no taste." Bianca reminded her. Marissa rolled her eyes, grabbing two bottles of water and a piece of chocolate cake. After every date, they would choose one of their houses, go back and have desert. It was just a thing about them.
"I said he was no fashionista." Marissa grumbled handing Bianca her water. "You need a pair of sweats?" she offered jutting her thumb.
"Oh no, thanks. I'm just gonna stay long enough to finish the first movie then I've gotta get going." she said with an apologetic smile. Marissa furrowed her brow,
"Well...why?" she asked sitting down patting her lap. Bianca shook her head,
"Marissa, you don't have to take my shoes off everytime we're here." she said amused, "And I'm a chaperone for Miranda and AJ's fieldtrip tomorrow, remember?" she asked. Marissa nodding,
"Oh, right. And yes I do since you seem deadset against removing them yourself. When we watch movies, I want us comfortable and I can't be comfortable if you have your shoes on like you're gonna run at any moment." she said patting her lap again. Bianca rolled her eyes and removed her own shoes,
"Better?"
"Much." Marissa said with a smile. "You know, you and the girls could've just stayed the night here." she said after starting the old black and white movie. Bianca nodded,
"I know, but we stay here three times a month as it is, we're not going to crowd you that way." she said taking a few bites and sitting her cake down. Marissa frowned, putting her own down.
"Bianca, what's wrong?" she asked slowly. Bianca blinked at her confused,
"Nothing, sweetie." she said honestly. There wasn't anything wrong, she just didn't feel hungry for their usual desert but she wasn't about to decline time with Marissa. Marissa eyed her and shook her head,
"Put your feet up here." she said patting her lap again.
"What? Mari-"
"C'mon, put em up here." she said. Bianca finally relented, resting her feet, crossed at the ankle, on Marissa's lap. As she turned back to the movie, she almost jumped when Marissa began kneeding the tired area she referred too as her foot.
"Baby, wha-?" she stopped to let out a relaxed purr when Marissa did something along the ball of her feet that caused her to almost melt.
"Shh, relax." Marissa said. She smiled when Bianca seemed to snuggle into her sofa, relaxing.
"Stop, I'm gonna fall asleep." Bianca muttered.
"Then call the sitter and have her bring the girls here." Marissa said keeping up her ministrations.
"Mari-"
"You really want me to stop this?" Marissa said moving up to Bainca's calf and kneeding the flesh.
"Just...long enough for me to make the call." Bianca said sitting up and removing her legs from Marissa's lap. Marissa grinned in triumph, sitting back as Bianca stood to move off a little to make the call. She watched her back, smiling a little and moving to her, wrapping her hands around Bianca's waist from behind, "Yes...Marissa's..." was all Marissa really paid attention too before she moved her hands to Bianca's shoulder, happy Bianca wore a strapless dress tonight. She kneeded the flesh, enjoying the soft skin beneath her fingers. "She'll be here soon with the girls." she said letting her head drop back a little.
"Good." Marissa said simply leaning forward to kiss her shoulder. "Come sit," she said pulling Bianca backward. She sat with her back against the arm of the sofa, getting Bianca to sit in front of her and working the knots in her shoulders. "You really need to relax more often," Marissa said kissing her shoulder again. "No one should be this tense." she finished. Bianca shrugged,
"I relax when I can." she said letting out a content sigh, "Like now." she said with a small smile. Marissa grinned,
"Well, if this is the only time you relax, I'm going to do this twice a week." She said definitively. Bianca shook her head,
"No, you don't have to do this." She said sitting forward a little. She always felt like she was asking too much from Marissa as it was, she couldn't ask her to this, Marissa was her girlfriend, not her massuese. Marissa frowned, wrapping her arms around Bianca to keep her in place,
"You know I do this because I want too, right? Anything I do, I want too." she said. "Kinda like all those things you do for me. And don't think I don't notice." Marissa smiled a little into Bianca's hair. Bianca chuckled,
"I know it just feels like...you do so much for me and I just...there's no way to repay you for all that you've done." Bianca said. Marissa reached around, bringing Bianca's face around so she could meet her eyes as best as she could,
"That's the beauty of being in a relationship, you don't have to stress repaying the other person. You do what you do because you want too and so do I. Isn't that enough?" she asked. Bianca looked into Marissa's eyes and nodded,
"Yes." she said. Marissa smiled and dropped a quick kiss on Bianca's lips, only to be held in place when Bianca brought her hand up to rest on Marissa's neck. Marissa smiled against her lips, offering a playful nip on Bianca's bottom lip. Bianca shrieked a little and pulled away some, pouting a little. "Ow." she said dramatically. Marissa laughed,
"Want me to kiss it better?"
"Yes." Bianca said puckering her lips obnoxiously. Marissa chuckled and leaned down to capture Bianca's lips in a not so playful kiss. What started off as just a simple exploration, soon turned to more. Tongues glided against each other, teeth pulling back to nip, fingers tangling in hair. Before she could stop her body, Bianca was turning and resting her weight on her arms that were now angled on the back of the couch. Marissa didn't mind this development, instead pulling Bianca on top of her and slipping one of her legs up between Bianca's, moaning when Bianca's leg came into contact with her center. Marissa brought a hand down to Bianca's thigh, slowly letting it rise under her dress, reveling in the soft, smooth skin she found there. Bianca let out a breath and pulled her mouth away to work her way down Marissa's throat. It distantly occurred to her that she should stop but more importantly, she didn't want too.
Marissa could feel herself slowly slipping into Bianca, but didn't want to stop their progress. Instead, she tangled one hand in Bianca's hair and pulled her face back to her own for a hard kiss, pushing Bianca back just a little. As she sat up, she made sure to keep contact at all times. Just as she'd reached around to undo Bianca's dress, a knock on the door sounded. The spell was broken when Bianca ripped her lips away,
"Oh God, that's probably the sitter with the girls." she said breathing somewhat heavily. Marissa bit her own tongue accidentally but smiled,
"I'll get that." she said leaning in for another kiss. Bianca held up a hand,
"Oh no, not right now." she muttered moving away. "I need to use the bathroom." she said standing quickly. Marissa watched after her, there would definitely be a cold shower in her near future. Sighing, she went to go answer the door. At least they were staying the night.
