Hey guys! Enjoy. This is part one of a two=part chapter.


7936 Elmwood Avenue, 8:03P.M.

It was just after eight o' clock in the evening, and the Marin-Fields household was abuzz with laughter and good vibes. Emily, Spencer, and Aria were seated around Hanna and Emily's dining room table. There was a nice fire crackling in the fireplace, and dinner had been served. The air smelled of rotisserie chicken, grilled asparagus, baked potatoes, and peach cobbler.

Hanna was in the living room, getting the children situated with popcorn and a movie while she and the others ate. The kids had eaten earlier - grilled cheeses and tomato soup - so the adults could have a quiet meal.

"Okay, now we're all set, right?" Hanna fluffed up some body pillows and wrapped a few blankets around the three small children. "Ollie, can I trust you to be real nice to Lincoln and Kennedy while your mommy and I eat with their mommies?"

Oliver nodded. He was dressed in his favorite dinosaur pajamas, made by Hanna herself. The footie pajamas were complete with blue claws and a tail on the backside, and the hood of the pajamas flipped up into the dinosaur's head. "Yeah!" he cried excitedly. "We're gonna have lots and lots of fun!"

Hanna smiled and bent down to give her son a kiss. She stood up to walk away when Lincoln's tiny voice stopped her.

"Wait! You forgot kisses for Kennedy and I!"

"Kennedy and me," Kennedy corrected her twin. "Duh."

A smirk tugged at the corners of Hanna's lips, and she planted a kiss on the top of their heads before walking away. So far the evening had gone pretty well, and Hanna was determined to keep it that way. Of course it wasn't easy. Especially when she was stuck in the same room with her wife and her...well, she and Aria had never discussed what they were. Mistresses?

"There you are!" Emily brightened when Hanna finally returned and sat down next to her. "Are the kids all set?"

"Yep."

"What movie are they watching?" Spencer asked.

Hanna, for whatever reason, was annoyed by the question. What did it matter? It's not like she put on a slasher-flick for a group of three-year-olds. "It's not a movie. I put on Paw Patrol for them. Ollie loves that show."

"So do the twins," Aria chimed in. She took a sip of her water glass, and set it down. "Good choice, Han," she added with a wink.

Hanna's stomach swooped. "Thanks," she grinned.

"This chicken is so good, Em," Spencer complimented. "Very juicy."

Hanna scoffed. Spencer's so annoying. She's such a stuck-up.

"Oh, it easy," Emily replied modestly. "I got the recipe off Pinterest. Emily turned her attention to Aria. "So, can you tell us anything about your book?" she asked conspiratorially.

Aria laughed. "No," she said around a mouthful of baked potato. "But it's coming along well. My agent and I have a meeting last week."

"I'm so proud of you, baby," Spencer gushed. She leaned in and kissed her wife's cheek. "I always knew you were talented."

Jealously bubbled in the pit of Hanna's stomach and she pushed her chair back. "I'm going to the cellar to get a bottle of wine, does anyone have a preference?"

"White, if you have it, please," Spencer requested.

Hanna ignored her and walked away.

"Hang on, Han. I'll help you," Aria said quickly.

Hanna and Aria made their way down to the basement, and down the carpeted hallway. The second door on the right held the Marin-Fields' wine cellar, and it was a beautiful assortment on wine from all over the world. But that didn't matter to the two women, because the second they were inside, Aria shoved Hanna against the nearest wall and kissed her.

"I've missed you," Aria mumbled in-between their kisses. "God, I've missed you."

Hanna looped her arms around Aria's neck and threaded her fingers through the ends of Aria's luscious hair. "I missed you, too. You smell so good." And God, did she ever. Aria smelled like cinnamon and nutmeg. The combined scents made Hanna's head spin. Aria's lips made her skin prickle with goosebumps. Her hands ghosting down her curves drove her crazy.

"You look so hot," Aria dropped her head and planted kisses up and down the sides of Hanna's neck, while hands slipped underneath Hanna's short skirt. She was delighted to discover Hanna was already wet. "Already?" she teased.

"Bite me," Hanna retorted. It wasn't a request. And so Aria did, ever so gently nipping at Hanna's pulse point. "Mm, Aria.." Wait. Weren't they supposed to be getting something? What did they come down here for again?

Without warning, Aria was on her knees, yanking Hanna's skirt and panties down. Hanna had recently shaved, and her aroma was enough to drive Aria over the edge.

"A-Aria, w-wait.."

Aria ignored her. She glided the pads of her fingers up Hanna's smooth thighs, and her thumb teasingly swept over Hanna's sensitive clit. "What's that, babe?"

Hanna groaned quietly. "M-make it quick."

Aria smirked. That was all she needed to hear. She dipped her head and slowly licked up the length of Hanna's slit.

"F-fuck, Aria. Oh, Jesus."

Aria nibbled and lapped at Hanna's clit. She inserted two fingers, and began to slowly pump in and out, making sure to curl her fingers against Hanna's G-spot.

"Fuck!" Hanna hissed. Her hips buckled against Aria's mouth, and there was a loud crash. A bottle of wine had fallen off its holder and lay in pieces just a few feet away. The liquid grew into a puddle as it soaked into the cellar floor.

"Aria? Hanna?" Spencer's voice floated down from upstairs. "Are you guys OK? We heard a crash."

Hanna froze. Shit, shit, shit. "W-we dropped a bottle. Be up in a minute. She started to push Aria away, but the brunette pinned against the shelves and drove her tongue deep inside her.

"Do you need help?" Spencer called out.

"N-No!" Hanna called back, wincing at the way her voice cracked. "We're fine." Her heart was beating so fast she was sure Aria could hear it. Her blood pumped through her veins, and she felt her walls clench around Aria's tongue.

"Well, okay," Spencer sounded uncertain. "Hurry up!"

Hanna's climax hit her unexpectedly, but Aria was faster - she was on her feet, her tongue in Hanna's mouth to silence her scream before the blonde could open her eyes. Aria kept her fingers inside her friend, helping her ride out her orgasm. When Hanna calmed down enough, Aria pulled back. "H-how was that?" Aria was breathless but there was a hint of a cocky smile on her face.

It was a moment before Hanna replied, and her voice was raspy. "We could have been...caught," she finished, trying to sound angry.

Aria grinned smugly. "Exciting, isn't it?"

"No!"

Aria stuck out her tongue playfully. "Liar," she teased.

Hanna sighed and pressed a kiss to Aria's lips. She rested her forehead against the brunette's and shut her eyes. Being here, with Aria, felt so goddamn good. It felt so...real.

Reluctantly, Aria stepped back. "We'd better go..."

By the time they had cleaned up and returned upstairs with a bottle of wine, the dishes had been cleared from the table. Guilt prickled the back of Hanna's neck. Emily had spent so long on this dinner...

"What took you guys so long?" Emily looked up from putting the last of the dinner dishes into the dishwasher. "Spencer said you a bottle broke. Are you two OK?"

"We're fine," Aria answered breezily. "It just took a while to clean up." She graciously accepted a bottled water Spencer had retrieved from the fridge.

"Yeah," Hanna agreed. "Aria has...slippery fingers."

Aria's eyes widened and she shot Hanna a quick glare. "Ha-ha. You're hilarious, Marin."

"I know," Hanna grinned and made her way to the living room. "How are the kiddos?"

"Asleep," Emily replied. "I didn't want to wake them."

Spencer sighed. "Come on, Ari. Let's suit up for the battle of waking up two cranky toddlers. We –-"

"Oh, you don't need to do that," Hanna interrupted. "We have plenty of rooms here. You're more than welcome to stay over. No need to wake up the kids."

Spencer bit her lip. "Are you sure? We don't want to be an inconvenience."

"Absolutely," Emily smiled. "It's no trouble. Besides, didn't you guys need to talk to us about something?"

"Right," Spencer nodded. "Well," she turned to Aria, "babe, what do you think?"

"It's fine by me," Aria said.

"Then it's settled." Hanna bent down to scoop up a sleeping Oliver. "The kids can sleep in Ollie's room."

"Thanks," Spencer said gratefully. She picked up Lincoln, while Aria picked up Kennedy, and the two followed Hanna up the spiraling staircase. Once the kids were settled into bed, the three headed back downstairs.

Emily was waiting for them with the bottle of wine Hanna had brought up and a sly smile. "So, who wants a drink?"


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