I don't own anything. I totally fell in love with Max and Chloe the second I saw them together. This is my first fanfic, tell me whatcha think:)
Oh yeh, Mature content. Don't read if it makes you uncomfortable.
That Kind of Day
Max took a deep breath after recounting the never ending day's events. She looked over at her friend. *Chloe looks so beautiful in the sunset. Especially with the snow falling. I wonder if she believes me. She's always been a little hard to read.* She stifled a yawn as they sat together on the cliff. *I feel so comfortable next to her. Even though I've been gone forever things feel the same. The things that matter, anyway.* Chloe glanced at Max, thinking the same thing. "So, Max..that's some pretty heavy shit you just laid on me. I know you wouldn't lie, though." A ghost of a smile touched her lips. Max breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks for hearing me out. About everything, not just the powers. I'm an idiot for not keeping in touch. I hope I can make it up to you somehow. I missed you every single day, you know." The smile crept back onto Chloe's face as she sighed and laid her head on Max's shoulder. "I missed you, too...jerk."
Max felt her cheeks redden a bit at Chloe's signature brand of affection. "Oooh, I don't wanna go back to my stupid dorm room tonight." she whined. Chloe turned her face toward Max. "Then don't. Come home with me." "Are you serious? David dickhead will have me hauled off to jail if he sees me." Chloe stood up slowly, stretching her muscles. She grabbed Max's hand. "Like I'd let that asshole do anything to you. Come on. I could really use the company." Max allowed herself to be pulled off of the bench. As they walked down the trail together she wondered why Chloe didn't let go of her hand..and why she was glad for it. She tightened her grip without realizing it. Chloe smiled and squeezed back, gently intertwining their fingers. Max felt her face flush again. *Why does this feel so right?*
The drive back to the house was quiet, but not awkward. Breaking the silence, Max thanked Chloe again for giving her William's camera. "It means a lot to me. I promise I'll keep it safe." Chloe looked wistful as she waved it off as nothing. Max got that she didn't want to talk about her dad and let the subject drop. She yawned again. "Better stop that yawning, girl. We've got some partying to do." Max giggled "Okay. I'll try to keep up." "That's the spirit!" She playfully smacked Max's thigh. *How does she switch her mood just like that? Maybe I should take a page or two from 'Way To Be';Chloe Price Edition.* The truck's movement ceased. "Your stop, hippie. Gotta hoof it from here. Just climb in through my window. I'll meet you as soon as I can 'Yes, Sir' my way through a conversation with that dumb ass." "All right. See you soon." Max exited the vehicle and gawkishly made her way over the fence. Chloe watched her with a one-sided grin. *Why does she have to be so...cute?*
Waiting in Chloe's room was surprisingly comfortable. "It feels so good to just lie down..I hope Warren's okay. Wonder what I could do for him...Too bad I don't have my guitar." As she let the thoughts fly through her head and out her mouth she became aware that Chloe was standing in the doorway, watching her. "You always talk to yourself, psycho?" she asked lightly. Max sat up "Yes, don't you?" She sounded more defensive than she'd meant to. Chloe scrunched her face cutely. "Calm your tits, I was joking. What's a guitar gonna do for what's-his-name, anyway?" Max took a slow breath, "I know you were joking. I didn't mean to sound so...however I sounded. And his name is Warren. The guitar would be more for me than him, silly. I was just thinking out loud." Chloe didn't mean to make Max feel bad. *Freakin' cutie. So sensitive.* Smirking, she said "Hey, maybe he can smash Nathan over the head with it. That'd be a picture worth a million words." Despite all the negativity that came with that name, Max found herself laughing with zero restraint. Chloe couldn't help but join in. *Glad we can still make each other feel good.*
When she calmed down a bit, she saw that Chloe was holding something behind her back. "What's that?" "This? Oh, nothing." She walked over with more swagger than usual. "I figured we could both use a drink after today." She sat down on the bed, holding a bottle of vodka. Max looked at it closely. "Chloe, that looks expensive. Are you sure we should?" Chloe laughed, "You're such a prude, dude. Relax. You owe me some fun, anyway." She sighed, "Okay..but who saved your life this morning? I forgot." As Chloe's jaw dropped, Max tried and failed to keep a straight face. "Sorry, bad joke". Chloe smiled reluctantly, shaking her head. Opening the vodka she said "I'm glad you can laugh about it, asshole." She took a big swig and handed the bottle to Max. She searched Chloe's face and saw that she didn't mean the insult. "Laugh or cry, right?" "Or drink" Chloe said, "Go on." Max took a much bigger gulp than intended, surprised to find it didn't burn at all. "Wowser, that is good." She passed the bottle back. "Only the best for my savior." "Oh, please. I'm no savior." Chloe turned to face her. "Dude, are you kidding? You're a fucking hero. Who's got super powers again? I forgot." She chuckled as she took a double shot. Max grabbed the bottle with put-on aggression, muttering "Smart ass" before taking a drink. They smiled at one another, happy to sit in silence for a while.
As they passed the vodka back and forth, conversation started to pick up again. They talked about the good old days. About the swing that Chloe's dad built for them, about the wine stain that still plagues the living room carpet. A strong feeling of something akin to love rose up in Max. When she finally pin pointed it, she realized it wasn't just akin to...it was love. A little different than conventional bestie affection. As she looked at Chloe, it seemed that she was having a similar epiphany. She slid a little closer to Max. She could feel Chloe's warmth, craved it. She slipped her arm around her friend's waist, very aware of her every twitch. She felt her tense a little and then relax just as fast. Chloe leaned into the embrace, feeling genuine peace for the first time in a long while. "I think I've been lost without you, Max. This feels like home." She blushed, not exactly meaning to say that aloud. Max heard her soft voice saying those words and a happiness she'd never felt filled her heart. "Any place is home with you, Chlo. Especially this place." "Even though it's a total wreck?" Max's smile shined. "I like it." Their faces were very close together when Max turned to look at her. Chloe closed her eyes and pressed her forehead to Max's. They stayed that way for a while. Chloe got embarrassed and asked shyly, "Um..Music?" Max was a little disappointed for the distance. Inches seemed like miles. Still, she replied "Always.". Chloe walked over to her stereo, feeling strange without Max glued to her side.
Soft indie rock filled the room, at an acceptable level, of course. Max watched Chloe intently. She started swaying to the song, looking so serene. She couldn't take her eyes off of the dancing beauty across the room. Her face darkened as she tried to sort through these confusing emotions. Chloe turned, swaying her way over to Max. The music relaxed her considerably. She held her hands out. "Dance with me, Max. Quit looking so serious." Max smiled, grasping her hands. Chloe pulled her to the middle of the floor, trying to keep her cool. The attraction was beginning to take over. She joked, "You're a better dancer when you're wasted, hippie." Max laughed. "Aren't we all?" "Pshh, we all wish." Neither of them could remember feeling so at ease, yet so nervous. Max sighed contentedly. "It feels so good to be back." Chloe raised an eyebrow. "In hickville?" trying not to get her hopes up at the comment. Max dropped her gaze, saying "Yeah, well..Here, with you." If she'd been looking she would've noticed how Chloe's eye's twinkled. She added, "I'm actually having fun. A feat I thought impossible this morning." Chloe's face looked so sweet as she said "Tell me about it." Max giggled, "I just did." "God, you're such a smart ass." "You love it." Chloe grinned, "Hm, guess I do." The way she said it made Max's heart jump and she finally entertained the idea of a kiss. *How would she react, I wonder? I mean, I could always rewind if it goes badly. Then I could stop these thoughts before they consume me.*
Chloe could almost read her friend's thoughts through her facial expressions. She licked her lips reflexively and let her hands rest on Max's slender hips. The effect wasn't lost on her. Max raised a hand to Chloe's face, gently stroking her cheekbone. Swimming in her gorgeous blue eyes, she brought their faces close together. Max felt Chloe's grip on her hips tighten as they nuzzled noses. Chloe closed her eyes in anticipation. The next thing she felt was a pair of soft lips on hers, delicately working their way into a rhythm. Max pulled her into a tight embrace. Chloe returned the gesture, deepening the kiss. A quiet "mmm" escaped her as Max's tongue brushed her own. Chloe's expressions of pleasure gave Max a confidence she'd never had. With some effort, she broke the kiss and took Chloe by the hand, leading her to the bed. Chloe bit her lip, trying not to get too excited, but it was much too late for that. She could feel her whole body getting hot as Max took the beanie off of her head. "You're so beautiful, Chloe." Her heart was about to beat right out of her chest as she followed Max to the mattress. All she could muster was a quiet "Ditto." Max's mouth found her ear lobe, tugging softly with her teeth. Her lips left a trail of butterfly kisses down her neck to her collar bone all the way back to her lovely face, frozen in the sexiest look of bliss. Chloe looked up at Max through eyes heavily lidded with passion. She gently tugged on Max's hoodie, wanting it off. Max obliged, looking pleased. "Better?" she asked in between kisses. Chloe rolled over quickly, straddling Max. "Much" she breathed, kissing her nose lightly and pinning her hands above her head. Max laced their fingers together, trying to stay calm. Easier said than done. Chloe's body pressed against hers filled her with an inexplicable heat. Paired with her luscious lips leaving little hickies on her neck, she was a goner. She wanted to express this heat, but Chloe had her hands trapped firmly, which was almost sexier than being able to touch her all over..Almost.
With feigned discomfort, Max said "Chloe, please..Stop. I can't." Chloe withdrew her face. The pained look of uncertainty made Max feel terrible. "Can't what?" she asked, big blue eyes searching for a clue. As soon as she felt her grip loosen, Max pulled her hands away quickly, only to slowly run them up and down Chloe's torso and pull her in close again. "Can't not touch you." Chloe gasped. "You are the biggest jerk." "Mmm, is there any way I can make it up to you?" she asked sweetly as she put her hands under Chloe's shirt, returning the hickies she'd been given. Chloe whimpered, "Let me think about it." Max exhaled into her neck, continuing the onslaught of kisses. Chloe brought her mouth down to Max's, fighting for control of the steamy encounter. Max was rubbing Chloe's back, admiring her silky skin. She was slowly pulling the shirt up. Chloe made room for it to come off. Taking the hint, Max lifted the tank top over her head, tossing it to the foot of the bed. Chloe smiled, "You're so bad." "Hardly." "Fine, you're so good." Max chuckled, "That's more like it." With that, they were making out again.
Loving the feeling of Max's roaming hands made Chloe want to return the favor. She pressed her hips into her lady's, making Max breathe in sharply and respond positively to her goddess's attempt to remove her shirt. Chloe kissed her chest, feeling Max's rapid heart beats matching her own. Then Max's hands were on her ass, squeezing just enough. She rolled onto her side. Max followed, enjoying the view of her tough, but tender lover. Chloe, feeling bold, brought her fingers down to the edge of Max's jeans and found the button. When she undid it Max retaliated, doubling the excitement for both young women. Not knowing how it was possible to feel so scared and so wonderful at the same time, she asked herself if it was too soon for the 'L' word, also wondering why she'd want to halt this experience.
By the time the thought process was finished, she realized Chloe was just looking at her, stroking her hair. "You okay? You kinda checked out for a second." she asked, looking worried. *Nice job, Max. You scared her again.* "Yeah, I'm fine. Just got lost in thought." "Oh..Do you want to stop?" Max took her lovely companion's face in her hands. "Not at all." Smiling shyly, she continued "It's just that..I've never done this before." She blushed. Chloe's face softened. "I figured. You're good, though." she said, going in for a tentative kiss. Max met her halfway. "I'm never gonna judge you, Max. I, uh.." It was Chloe's turn to blush. "You what?" Max inquired. *Not like her to get embarrassed* "Hm? Nothing..Let's talk about it later, kay?" she pleaded, not wanting to ruin anything by dropping the 'L' bomb before Max was ready. *Maybe she's thinking what I'm thinking?* Max's sweet face had a knowing look on it as she said "Sure, baby. Anything you want." She didn't give Chloe time to reply before pressing their lips together again, reveling in the sweet taste. *Baby?* Chloe thought, feeling pretty good about it. *This feels so natural.*
Max could feel her sweetheart's spirits lifting as they ran their hands over one another, softly squeezing here and there. Max pressed the attack, wanting to show her love that she had zero doubts about this. She slowly dragged her hands across Chloe's stomach, down to her pants. Heart beating like a hammer again, she pulled them off of her beauty's legs to reveal a pair of black panties with lace trim. Kissing her chest and neck, she allowed Chloe to do the same. She felt much more comfortable than she imagined.
Chloe felt like there was lava running through her, she wanted Max's touch so badly. Trying to give her that message, she swung her right leg over Max's hips and slipped her arms around her neck. Message received. Max moved her hand up Chloe's thigh, stopping at her panty line. She could feel Max smiling through the nuzzling and kissing. It made her feel good, but the need for her was overwhelming. Chloe opened her eyes and whispered "Touch me." Through her heavy breathing the words "Yes, ma'am." came out sounding shaky, though Max's actions were anything but. Her hand slowly, but surely made its way under the thin layer of cloth separating her from Chloe's needs. Chloe bucked her hips softly from the pleasure of finally getting what she wanted. As Max navigated Chloe's silken opening she started to feel the strong pull of longing just as Chloe had moments ago. She could tell she was doing something right from the way her love's breathing quickened. "Ah, Max!" Chloe burst out, holding her tightly. Max slowed her movements a bit and Chloe begged her not to stop. Max felt pretty satisfied, purring into her ear, "I hadn't planned on it." She started nibbling and sucking on her collar bone, having already noted that she liked that spot the best. Chloe squealed and quivered, pulling Max's hair and giving her an especially ardent kiss. Max felt Chloe's climax, thinking that she looked more relaxed than she'd ever seen her. Chloe nestled her face into Max's neck, telling her she couldn't remember feeling so good. "Yeah?" Max asked playfully, tilting her lovely lady's chin up to caress her lips. Chloe smiled sweetly, taking Max's thumb gently between her teeth. Giving Max a naughty look, she said "Your turn." Max laughed as Chloe unhooked her bra and chucked it across the room. She gasped when she felt Chloe's warm mouth on her nipples. Her stomach rose and fell with laughter as she let Chloe leave faint suck marks all the way down to her belly button. She pulled Max's panties off along with her own under garments, biting her lip and saying "All items must go." Max looked down at her, telling her she's adorable. "Best believe." Chloe said into her smooth stomach, tickling her slightly.
Max barely had time to react to the tickling before she felt an intense wave of pleasure. Chloe's mouth had already moved seamlessly down to her core. She moved her tongue lightly up and down, driving Max crazy. She buried her hands in Chloe's hair, pushing her face a little closer. Max's excitement was contagious. It fueled Chloe's desire to please her. She applied more pressure with her tongue, trying to find the right spot. She moved her hands up and down her belly, scratching very lightly. Her head was swimming as she admired Max's figure and sweet taste. Hearing the cute little noises she was making turned her on even more. Max was struggling to be quiet, adding a little spice to the game. Chloe felt her tense up and noticed her rapid breathing. *There it is.* she thought, smiling. Toying with that special spot prompted Max to beg for more. Chloe slowed it down a bit while switching up her technique. Now that she knew where her spot was, she could play with her a while longer. "Oh, baby..please." Max whimpered. Chloe chuckled, asking "Please what?" without moving her face away. Through muffled moans and shallow breaths Max said "Please..keep going." "Mmm, you want it bad, don't you?" Chloe teased, kissing her thighs. "Mhmm. Please, Chloe." As cute as she was when she pleaded for pleasure, Chloe couldn't refuse such an earnest request. She picked up where she left off without another word. Max couldn't stifle her moan when Chloe resumed so suddenly. She was expecting to have to beg more than that. She closed her eyes and tried to be more quiet. All of her "oohs and ahhs" drove Chloe to go faster. She wanted to make Max overflow with euphoria. Max could feel it coming on fast. She could no longer form full sentences. "Chloe! So...good..Ah!" Max had a white knuckle grip on the bed sheet. Chloe was gratified when she felt her entire body quake. Tasting Max's sweetness filled her with delight.
Max had to catch her breath as Chloe laid kisses from her thighs to her neck, stopping everywhere in between. Her beautiful face glowed when Chloe kissed her cheek tenderly. They snuggled up together, lying silent for a while. Chloe buried her face in Max's hair, her leg draped over her. Max idly stroked her soft thigh. Chloe broke the comfortable silence after a while. "So..how'd you like it, sweetcheeks?" Max kissed her deeply before replying. "I loved it...I love you." Chloe's heart skipped a beat. All sarcasm gone, she brushed Max's lips with hers and whispered "I love you, too." They stared into each other's eyes, the picture of contentment. Max laughed. "I wanted to say it earlier..but I was scared." Chloe's face lit up. "Me too." They shared a knowing look, realizing the exact moment it happened. "I missed you so much, Max. Don't you ever leave me again." Max's countenance changed from relaxed to serious. She took her lover's face in her hands. "I'll never be that stupid again. I swear." Chloe knew she meant it. She got out of bed. Although Max enjoyed the view, she didn't want any distance between them. "Where are you going?" "Just turning off that damn light. Chill, miss clingy." She winked. Max scoffed, mocking offense. Chloe left only the christmas lights on and crawled back into bed, joining Max under the covers. Assuming the role of big spoon, she wrapped her arms tightly around her. "Good night, Max." Lacing their fingers, Max yawned. "Good night, baby." *I love it when she calls me that.* was Chloe's last thought before sleep took her. Max drifted off slowly, blocking out all of her stress. *Guess it's just that kind of day.* She fell asleep with a peaceful smile on her lips.
