Summary: Andrea can't leave Miranda in Paris and goes to a bar with a sad Nigel. Now she come back to the hotel drunk and feeling bold. Tension is in the air...
You will hear me now, lady!
Chapter 2/3
Just a few blocks away Miranda was still awake and drinking alone. She couldn't sleep for a simple reason: she knew in her heart that she was incapable to forget Andrea's disappointment when she announced Nigel's Future. She is no fool and has no regrets, aware that she had done the necessary to maintain her position, to keep Runway. She was utterly annoyed with her lack of self control. That silly girl has no right to disturbs her conscious, but unfortunately that keep occurring more often than she should allow. Andrea only have to look at her with those pleading brown eyes to melts the ice queen's heart. She definitely couldn't sleep so she pouts another shot of scotch in her already empty glass. After a few hours drinking alone, she starts to feel the effects of alcohol in a empty stomach, despite her legendary tolerance.
She knows that she should be feeling worst about Stephen, but the only thing that she regrets is submit her already distressed girls to another media circus. She also knows that ignoring her desires for so long had put her in an awkward position. She married twice to keep appearances, avoiding for many years speculations about her sexuality. Her first husband, the twins father, was also gay and they had a very diplomatic marriage until he fell completely in love with a young theater student. How predictable! Stephen was more complicate. He was interested in her power as she was in his image. What a fiasco! In the last couple of months she must have saw him sober only twice and that was ridiculous!
Now, here she was ruminating her feelings for a infuriating naive woman with half her age and a dubious fashion sense. How could that happen to her? Fall for the girl!
"Damn Miranda, you must stop drinking!"
A hard knock on the door startled her, taking her from stupor.
"what the hell... Who is it?"
Nobody answers and she decides to ignore the annoyance. The noise occurres again, even louder than the first time and she decides to check the door.
...
Andy arrived in the hotel making a herculean effort to remember the number of Miranda's room. She was completely inebriated and was having a hard time trying to put her thoughts in order. She remembers being pissed with Nigel, but she couldn't tell exactly why. She also realises that she had some important issue to discuss with Miranda.
"Yeah! I remember!"
After a while and not before knock in tree wrong doors she arrives at the right floor, stops in front of Miranda's door and knocks. From inside she hears her muffled voice, but can't discern the words. She knocks again, louder this time and just before she starts to regret her actions the door opens wildly and a really pissed Miranda looks her right in the eyes.
"What do you think you're doing bothering me after midnight in the middle of Paris fashion week? Are you out of your mind?"
"No, I'm not out of my mind! I'm... drunk!"
"I can see that Andrea! Only alcohol could induce this lack of good judgment! My advice is that you pretend this never happened, goes to your room and be ready to work first thing in the morning. That's all"
" I'm not doing such thing! I came here with a purpose and I'm not leaving until I tell you what you need to hear."
Worried with the consequences of that small scandal in her front door, Miranda drags the girl inside her room and hisses through clenched teeth.
"Could you please stop screaming, you gonna wake the entire floor!"
"I don't care who I'll wake, I don't care what people thinks, including you, Miranda"
"I beg your pardon? You forget your place Andrea."
"No, I don't! I know exactly were I belong. I'm beneath your shoes and I came here to tell you that I'm sick of it!"
"What are you talking about? Where this came for? You look like you lost your mind."
"Look, I'm tired of your bullshit. Please tell me what do you achieve humiliating people? What's wrong with you? Everybody in that damn magazine work their asses of to please you, only to deal with your criticism and judgment! How can everybody work being terrified all the time? How could you do that to Nigel?"
"I don't own you any explanations about my actions! Are you always so impertnent when you're drunk? I'm telling you, you going to regret this!"
Miranda couldn't believe in her eyes and ears. Facing a furious Andrea was the last thing she expected. Worst, despite her annoyance, she was finding that side of the girl completely fascinating. Her sweet Andrea, always so calm and settled had fire in her eyes. Miranda for her turn was definitely in no shape to think straight, so she decides to fight it back with the same intensity.
"Look here your presumptions girl, you're really crossing a line in this moment and the only reason I didn't fired you yet is because you are so obviously drunk that I'm pitting you."
"Oh, look at you! You're so full of yourself that you're incapable to realize that I am very aware of my actions right now and that I meant every single word!"
Miranda was shocked, not just with Andrea's odd behavior, but because she couldn't stop looking to her lips or stop thinking in how soft her hair appeared to be. She was dumbstruck for a few seconds, and that was a rare occurrence. For a brief moment she stops listening to the accusations and just look to Andrea with a surprised face. Andrea took her lack of words as a sign that she was winning the argument and felt even more compelled to continue her verbal assault.
"You see, you know that I'm right. You're speechless!"
"Look your stupid little fool, the only reason I'm speechless as you say is because I'm really thinking of ways to discard your body after I kill you!"
Andy felt a storm of different emotions assaulting her. For a brief second her rational mind told her that she was overreacting, but before she could stop her outburst her mouth opens again.
"I don't care what you think about me! I'm telling one thing lady, I won't let you treat me like crap anymore."
Andy approached Miranda deliberately invading her personal space. The anger made her blind and before she could think their faces where mere inches apart. Miranda was stunned but kept staring at her in open defiance. Andy felt the breath of the older woman touch her face and was bewildered by the rush of feelings invading her body. The two were silent for a moment looking at each other. Suddenly Miranda's gaze traced her lips and Andy swallowed hard, forgetting why she should be so angry. Miranda face was flushed and Andy could smell the scent of scotch in her breath.
Miranda felt chills running through her entire body under the scrutiny of those brown eyes. With her defenses lowered, she was not strong enough to formulate a protest. In a low voice she tried to recover her breath and the meaning of the discussion.
"you, you ridiculous, arrogant child, you ..".
Andy let out a small and deep moan and that was enough to break Miranda's resistance. The fashion queen covers the few inches that were missing, capturing those gorgeous lips in her own. Before her mind could interfere, preventing her actions, Andrea kissed her back as all thoughts left her mind.
Their union was frantic, lips and hands touching every single inch of each other's bodies. Andrea has the more arousing hands Miranda had ever know and before she could formulates a protest, she feels her blouse being torn out from her body with excessive force. In any other circumstances she would fell outraged, but coming from Andrea the movement seemed to flare her own needs and she assaults the young woman neck with passionate kisses, while Andrea opens the zipper of her skirt.
Miranda s scent was intoxicating and her lips a sinful bliss. The younger woman groaned and laced her fingers trough the soft hair keeping Miranda's head buried in her neck. Andrea knew she would be bruised later, but she couldn't worry. Nothing mattered except Miranda and her kisses. She heard the tiny sounds coming from her lover's throat and felt wet. Miranda returned to her lips as her hands resume the task of ripping of Andy's dress. Wearing only their underwear, they kissed frantically.
Suddenly Miranda stops for a brief moment and seems to hesitate, holding Andy's head between her hands. She looks straight into the other woman eyes and opens her mouth to say something. Andrea was in no shape to conversation and, afraid of being rejected by the older woman, captures her delicious lips again, invading her mouth, stroking deliberately every inch of it with her tongue. Breathing hard, with uncontrollable desire, she swallows Miranda's words with kisses. Andy tries hard to keep track of her incoherent thoughts.
"Miranda, don't stop kissing me please, I want you."
"Yes, oh God, yes!"
Miranda lets out a guttural moan, hugs Andy and leads them to the bottom of a huge bed. They fell over the sheets with arms and legs intertwined, and Andy moves away from her, just long enough to take of her own underwear in a pair of fluid motions.
Miranda's eyes devoured her body greedily and caught herself saying:
"Good God! You're beautiful!"
Andrea blushes and smiles while Miranda pulls her up to her lap. Andrea is overwhelmed by the friction of her unclothed body against soft skin and underwear. She straddles Miranda's hips and the other woman caresses her breasts, the curve of her hips and her buttocks. Closing her eyes, trying to keep some control over her body Andy says.
"You feel so good, if you touch me I'll…"
"Shh, I know and you will."
Andy smiles and Miranda kisses her softly holding her tight. Andy slides her hand between their bodies caressing Miranda's breasts tenderly over her bra. Smiling she asks:
"You're overdressed, may I?"
Swallowing hard Miranda just nods, closing her eyes while Andrea opens the clasp of her bra. She fells vulnerable and for a brief moment ashamed, but the hungry look in the young woman's eyes reassures her. Moving her trembling hands until it reaches Miranda's soft abdomen, Andy asks.
"Take it off, please"
Miranda obeyed and the two women look at each other for a long moment. The early frenzy has gone and time seems to stop. Andy caresses Miranda's face moving the silver hair away from her forehead. Miranda takes her lips again caressing tenderly her back, laying their entwined bodies on the mattress. After the earlier explosion of feelings, their kisses became long and sweet and they keep an unhurriedly pace .
Miranda rolls them on the soft sheets, kissing Andy's neck in a wet trail to her breasts. Andrea gasps entwining her legs on Miranda thighs, arching her back to increase the feeling.
"Sweetheart please, don't make me wait anymore, touch me."
Miranda smiles between kisses loving the feeling and the sound of Andrea's pleasure. She is surprised with her own reactions toward the woman body, the urge to take her and never let go. She explores Andrea's long curves with her hands and lips. Slowly savoring the moment, she traces the soft skin in her belly, touching her for the fist time. She gasps realizing how wet the young woman is.
"Oh darling, it is for me?"
"Yes! Please, I need…"
"I know what you need."
She touches Andrea's clit and the other woman opens her legs, closing her eyes, moaning and undulating her body against hers.
"Don't close your eyes darling, look at me. I want to look at you when you come."
Andy was overwhelmed by emotions. She couldn't remember a single moment so especial - this feeling of utterly safety. In some corner of her mind she's thinks that feels so protected in Miranda's arms should be strange, but as her orgasm approaches any thoughts became impossible.
"Oh God, I'm close."
"Yes, come to me darling, you're beautiful."
Unable to contain her body reactions any longer, Andy let go, screaming Miranda's name as a mind blowing orgasm takes her body, followed by another peak, second's later. Breathless, she holds Miranda.
"Come here, I need you close."
Miranda nuzzles her neck and signs. Exhausted and disoriented she hold's the older woman, already falling asleep. In a soft whisper, she says just before oblivious takes her.
"I love you."
...
Andy wakes startled with a familiar sound. She recognizes her telephone ring and open her eyes. Disoriented, she regrets it immediately when she feels the most incredible headache of her life. Taking her surrounds she realizes two things. First, she is not in her room, second she is completely naked beneath the covers. The phone keeps ringing and she hears a muffled sound coming from somewhere besides her. She immediately try to sit, but miss the movement, falling from the bed. In a hurry she finds the phone and recognizes Nigel's call.
"Hello?"
"Six, for Christ sake! Where are you?"
"Hum... I don't know...on the floor of someone's room, I think!"
"Jesus girl, I thought you had passed away in some hide corner. I came to your bedroom after leaving the bar, intended to apologize and didn't find you. Could you please tell me where the damn are you? We have meetings in the morning and Miranda doesn't answer her phone."
A flash of memories crossed her mind and she gasps. Whispering she says.
"Nigel, I think I slept with her, shit!"
"What? With who? wait... no, no, no... you kidding me. Please, tell me that you not whispering in Miranda's bed..."
"well... we're both drunk and we had a fight, and..."
"Oh. My. God. What have you done Six? Sexual tension, I told you so! You know what, I'll never drink again in my life!"
Still whispering she says.
"You? Are you kidding me? Are you listening to anything I said? I'm at Miranda's room, besides her very naked body and feeling completely and utterly...satisfied! What that's supposed to mean? What do I do now?"
"Oh god, spare me the details... I don't know what you going do, but think fast, because your... lover has a hectic schedule today and I don't think you made room to a hangover in her agenda!"
"Nigel... Shut up!"
Before he could answer she disconnected the call turning her head in Miranda's direction. She was sleeping and Andy found her adorable. Her face was so unguarded and peaceful in sleep... Wow, wait a second... were the world adorable came from? She was feeling... tenderness toward the other woman.
Andy thought for a while and decided to face the consequences of her actions. Her memories were gradually surfacing and she was pretty sure that the other woman had fun. She smile mischievously. Yeah, they had a lot of fun last night, after Andy's passed away in their first round. Andy laughs but her smile fades as her rational mind confront the situation.
The problem is: they were completely drunk. How Miranda would react when she found Andy in her bed? She was probably hurt because the divorce and she was straight. Wait a second! She didn't seem to be concerned with the fact that Andy was a Woman last night. In fact, Andy had to admit that she learned a few things from the other woman. She takes a decision. Even if Miranda reacts in a outrageous way kicking her out of the room she would make the most of it with the time she had left. With her decision made she decides to come back to bed.
TBC