The sound of soft music that was steadily increasing in volume dragged Rebecca out of the grip sleep had on her. Eyelids fluttering open as she stifled a yawn before her mind caught up with the current predicament.
Once she realized where exactly her body was located Rebecca's eyes opened wide.
She tried not to think about the smooth skin beneath the back of Charlotte's shirt where her hand had been residing and slowly reached for the phone at her hip.
After a tiny but stressful struggle, she was able to turn off the alarm. The sudden blanket of silence making Rebecca hyper aware of the blonde that was wrapped around her.
She listened for any sign that the alarm had awoken the wrestler from her slumber, but it seemed like she had dodged a potentially awkward bullet.
"Mmm… Does that mean we have to get up?"
Rebecca froze. So much for that. "Uhh… Well- umm… I think I set it to go off about an hour before we land."
"Mmmhmm… Becca?" Charlotte's sleepy voice coming out a bit muffled. Not having yet moved her head from the pillow that was Rebecca's chest.
"Yeah?" She responded with a hint of trepidation. Not sure how she was going to answer for the position they were in.
"Comfy?"
Rebecca was quiet for a moment as she processed the small question. "Can't complain."
"Good." Was her only response. Burrowing deeper into her soft pillows and gripping the redhead a bit tighter. "We've still got some time then."
A comfortable silence fell over them for a minute and Rebecca tried to just accept that this was actually happening, and Charlotte hadn't immediately shoved her away. "…Charlotte?"
Rebecca glanced down at the woman using her chest as a pillow and watched one dangerously cute blue-green eye slowly open and look up at her. "This better be good. You were the one that told me to get some rest. I'm just following your orders." Closing her eye and resettling.
"You aren't… like freaked out?" The redhead asked. Continuing on without giving the blonde an opportunity to answer. "I mean, I probably would be if it was me."
Charlotte let out a deep breath. "I can't complain. Rather just enjoy my new body pillow and not question why. You're not planning on killing me, right?"
"Course not."
"Good. Then let me be. You can explain later." Charlotte went back to just resting but could sense that Rebecca wasn't able to. With a huff the blonde pulled herself up and scooted back till she was sitting up against the headboard and looking down at the redhead whose eyes were carefully avoiding Charlotte's. "Alright. We'll do this your way. Why did I wake up with a sexy as hell flight attendant in my bed?"
"I uhh… Heard a noise from back here and was worried."
Charlotte raised an eyebrow as the other woman continued to avoid looking up at her. She couldn't really explain why but waking up had felt unbelievably right. There wasn't really another word for it. If it had been anyone else Charlotte would have been reacting like Rebecca clearly expected but she hadn't even questioned the redhead's motivation for being in her bed. "Worried about what? That some ninja assassin got on midflight?"
One of Rebecca's hands had begun to nervously twist the sheets around her fingers. "No, nothing like that. I just didn't want something stupid waking you."
Charlotte was touched and one of her hands wandered down to cover Rebecca's. Simply letting the warmth of her hand sit on top. "And that ended with you lying next to me how?" Smiling with a soft and relaxed tone.
Charlotte's calm, blasé attitude amazed the redhead. "You were uhh… You looked like you were having a bad dream and I sort of tried to… umm calm you down a bit." Rebecca waited for an answer and frowned when none came. "I hope I didn't overstep. It's just… I-"
"I still feel like there is a bit more to the story." Charlotte spoke up after seeing Rebecca wasn't going to continue on her own. Truth be told she had actually been a little shocked by what she heard. It wasn't every night, but Charlotte still had the occasional nightmare over her past. She wanted to believe she was past it, but the reality was that her ex would always be with her. She didn't recall having a nightmare last night, but Charlotte was starting to wonder how much of that had to do with the woman next to her.
"I was about to leave, and you kinda grabbed a hold of me." Rebecca hastily explained. "And there was no way I was getting out of that without waking you. You got a hell of a grip on ya lass."
"Comes with the job."
"You ever been rock climbing? Feel like you'd be a natural."
Charlotte couldn't help herself. Copper hair glimmering like strands of spun emeralds called to her. Fingers weaving in automatically. "I'd love to go with you sometime."
"So… you're cool with this?"
"Alright. What's really on your mind?" Fresh determination running though Charlotte's veins and waking her up fully. "I gave you a pass and you're not taking it."
Rebecca looked down at their hands. Charlotte's engulfing hers, a warm shield from doubt. "Why?"
A single blond eyebrow raised. Lips pulling ever so slightly down. "Why what?"
It was hard to voice her thoughts, but Rebecca pushed through. "I have almost nothing to offer you. We both travel constantly. You're an honest to god celebrity and I'm just me. Why are you ok with this?"
It hurt Charlotte to hear the insecurity in that Irish accent. Not for the first time in her life, she cursed her fame. Usually that was just when she had to get up at 4am for an interview and hadn't had her coffee yet. But this time it was for making the woman in her arms feel less then.
"You've known me for less than a day and you went out of your way to give me a birthday dessert. I think you're underestimating how easy you are to like." Charlotte let her lips curl into a smile when she finally saw those chocolate brown eyes look up at her. "The travel will suck no doubt. But I'm happy to try. Besides you already agreed to be my personal dork. That contract was binding."
"So, I should tell potential suitors I'm taken?" Rebecca asked. A hint of a smile playing on her lips. Melting back into Charlotte's body and feeling a massive weight off her chest.
Charlotte narrowed her eyes and stilled her gentle stroking of Rebecca's hair. She leaned down and wasted no time pressing their lips together. Swiftly stealing the redhead's breath away and breaking apart. "Damn right you will." Grinning down at hooded eyes. Blood rushing through her rapidly. "Nobody touches my girl but me."
Rebecca groaned low in her throat. Fire in her veins burning away. "Oh really? I'm hearing a lot of talk but not-"
Kissing someone had never felt like this. Charlotte could spend hours, no years doing nothing else. Learning every small detail about the redhead she had cut off with her lips. Hands grasping and pulling them closer still.
Her hand shifted around to the Irish woman's ample chest and her thumb lazily brushed against the fabric denying them the contact they both craved. A moan muffled into the blonde's mouth making her grin through the kiss.
"What's that you were saying?" Charlotte asked in jest. Using her other hand to help Rebecca roll over till she was straddling the blonde's lap. The redhead panting as their foreheads connected and Charlotte used the position to bring her other hand in play. Sliding her fingers underneath Rebecca's shirt and up her spine. Dancing back down and delighting in the shivers she felt reverberate through her fingertips. Finally slipping beneath the skirts waistband and resting her palm against a smooth, muscular cheek. Squeezing the flesh tightly beneath as she pressed her lips back to the redhead's.
Rebecca's hands roamed the blonde's sides as the world outside them faded. Caught up in the lips moving against hers. Tongue's dancing together, taking their time to explore. Each new discovery of what made Charlotte squirm making her confidence grow. Hands becoming bolder in their journey. Teasing the blonde's shirt and asking for silent permission. Yanking the fabric off the moment Charlotte gave her an opportunity. Eyes darkening with lust when the bountiful bosom sprung free from their confines. Silently thankful that the wrestler hadn't worn a bra to bed. "You're so feckin' beautiful."
Charlotte blushed despite herself. "Stop it. You already got me in bed. No need to butter me up."
The need to make Charlotte see filled her with purpose. Looking up and seeing the ocean in those blue eyes. Endless but covering up the secrets held deep down. "You listen to me right now Charlotte Flair. I'll never lie to you or say something I don't mean." Moving her hand to cup a cheek like it was delicate crystal. Thumb running slowly across a sculpted cheekbone. "Do you believe me?"
"Yes." The answer coming without hesitation.
Rebecca smiled and pressed her lips softly against the other woman's. Languidly enjoying the chaste kiss. A natural rhythm developed. Two puzzle pieces finding their perfect fit.
She pulled away and her smile grew with the mewl of disappointment that left Charlotte. "You are the most gorgeous thing I've laid my eyes on. Everything about you; Your eyes." Rebecca pressed a loving kiss just above the blonde's eyes. "Your ears." Lips brushing the delicate flesh. "Your chin." Another kiss. "Your beauty mark." Another. "Your neck" Another. "Your arms. Fucks sake you're so strong. So pretty. So goddamn sexy." Lips pressing a trail down from shoulder to elbow.
Charlotte eyes closed of their own accord and she tumbled into the passionate comfort that blanketed her. The redhead radiating safety like a warm fire. A fire that had gasoline poured onto it when Rebecca decided to transfer her kisses to Charlotte's chest. Drawing a breathless gasp. Eyes shooting open at the feel of her girl's lips wrapping around a sensitive nipple. One hand gently working the other as she continued to map out the tan skin with her mouth.
"Becca!" She called out as the ginger maned woman switched her mouth to the other breast. Lavishing the soft skin with attention before gentle biting down on the pink nub that called out to her.
Rebecca let go and soothed away any pain with her tongue. Grinning as she kissed her way back up one elegant neck line till finding kiss swollen lips and giving the blonde a tiny peck. "What can I do for ya gorgeous?"
"Rebecca, I swear."
A free hand drifted down to teasingly glide across the taught abdominal muscles before reaching the edge of Charlotte's panties.
Brown eyes met blue. A crackling electricity between them. Silently asking for permission. A tiny nod giving the redhead everything she was almost scared to want so deeply.
Her fingers slipped beneath and both women moaned. Rebecca hit with a flood of her own desire at the slippery wet flesh that greeted her hand. "Fuck. Charlie. All this for me?"
"Don't get full of yourself. You've been teasing me since the moment I saw you." Charlotte tried to keep her voice steady, but it wavered towards the end. Rebecca's fingers ghosting over her swollen clit and making her whole body twitch.
Rebecca looked down at Charlotte's face. The features she had fallen in love with on television openly displaying her pleasure for the redhead alone. All that time in front of a camera but this was just for her. The knowledge making Rebecca's pride soar higher than the plane they were on.
With no small amount of reverence, she let one finger glide between the blonde's damp lips. Her own breath being stolen at the feeling just as Charlotte's was. Sliding agonizingly slowly inside till she could reach no further. Both women gasping for air as their foreheads leaned against each other.
"I'm not full of myself. But you might be."
Charlotte was pulled between laughing at the horrible joke or moaning as the redhead began to slowly move her finger. The feeling both too much and not nearly enough. "You cannot be serious. Jokes? Right now?"
Rebecca was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Floating on cloud nine. "Just trying to distract you. So, when I do this-" She added a second finger. Stretching out Charlotte once she was sure the blonde was ready for it. "-You don't see it coming."
A long moan broke free from the blonde's throat. Eyes momentarily rolling back in her head. Fluttering slightly as the redhead picked up her pace. "Ugh… Becca. Please!"
Still grinning lips pressed themselves against a pair gasping for air. Both women's tongues fighting against one another to set the pace. Charlotte continually trying to increase the level while Rebecca kept a languid pace no matter the blonde's attempts to change it.
This continued on for a couple minutes. Rebecca continuing to move tantalizingly slow. Charlotte fighting to make her speed up.
"I think you've been good enough. Besides, it's your birthday. You deserve your present."
Charlotte rolled her eyes as she continued to lay there. Almost unable to move on her own. Body feeling like putty under the Irish woman's hands. "You're so generous."
Rebecca snorted at the sarcasm. Rubbing her nose along the blonde's neck and inhaling the sweet scent that surrounded her. "I do try."
Just as Charlotte was about to respond with more sarcasm Rebecca slid down her body. Quicker than a blink of an eye sliding the underwear down the blonde's marble legs. Settling in between her thighs and attaching her mouth to Charlotte's apex and suckling the nub into her mouth. Fingers suddenly moving into overdrive. Stealing the air out of her lungs. Leaving her sucking in deep breaths as she stared down at the red hair in between her legs.
The redhead pulled away for just a moment. Looking up and catching Charlotte's eyes. "This good? I wasn't able to wrap it."
"Shut the hell up." Charlotte managed to grit out. One of her hands gripping the bedding tight while her other moved down to gently sit on the top of Rebecca's ginger mane.
"Your wish is my command Queen." A cheeky grin and a wink all the time wasted before she returned to her task. Mouth and hand working overtime to bring as much pleasure to the blonde as she could.
A ding sounded throughout the cabin, "We will be beginning our descent to New Orleans shortly. Please make sure you're buckled up and following all safety instructions given by our staff."
For a moment Charlotte cursed the pilot but that was short lived.
Rebecca redoubled her efforts. Flicking her tongue while curling her fingers against the blonde's g-spot. The tension building and building inside Charlotte till it had nowhere else to go.
Her climax releasing a wave of fluid that Rebecca gladly took in. Slowly guiding Charlotte down from the strongest orgasm she could ever recall experiencing with anyone. Body numb and rubbery as her thighs continued to twitch uncontrollably at the cat like tiny licks. Rebecca taking her time to clean every last drop of stickiness from them before making her way back up the blonde's body and nestling her head into Charlotte's shoulder. Holding onto her dreams with both hands and relishing that they had turned into reality.
They stayed like that for a minute as Charlotte slowly regained the feeling in her legs. Pressing a kiss onto the crown of red that rested on her shoulder.
"You know, I think this is already my favorite birthday ever."
"I'll take the compliment." Rebecca quipped back with a cocky grin.
"Come here." Charlotte said and used a hand to help coax Rebecca's head upwards. Asking for a kiss.
Rebecca wasted no time in complying and pressed her lips against Charlotte's. The simple kiss feeling different. Deeper somehow.
Charlotte wasn't one to sit on her laurels. She trailed one of her hands down Rebecca's spine and over the gentle curve of her ass. Finding the bottom of her skirt and pushing it up from the back. Fingers gripping a bare cheek and digging into her muscular butt. "My, my Becca. A thong on the job? Or was this just for me?"
The feel of Charlotte's strong safe hands on her body reminded Rebecca of the fire burning in her loins. Pleasuring the other woman only making her own arousal shoot through the roof. A small shift in pressure enough to make her hiss. "It makes me arse look good." The reply feeble and almost unintelligible.
Charlotte couldn't help but grin and chuckle deeply. The rumbling in her chest making Rebecca squirm on top of her. "Can't argue with that."
"Charlie… W-W-We need to get ready to land." Rebecca just managed to get out before Charlotte's hand hooked around the string of her thong and pulled it to the side. One of her long fingers teasing the soaking wet hole but not entering. Even as the redhead's hips betrayed her and undulated to try and establish more contact.
"Is that what you really want?" Charlotte whispered into her ear. Letting the tip of her finger press just inside of Rebecca. Her internal muscles straining to pull Charlotte deeper.
"I-I-I don't know anymore."
"Oh well. Safety first." Charlotte said before she pulled her hand away. A sharp slap to Rebecca's ass that made the redhead cry out and shudder against her.
"Are you kidding me?" Rebecca pouted.
"Nope. As much as I want to have you screaming out my name, I'd rather not have you falling out of bed and knocking your pretty head when we start landing." Charlotte admitted. Hoping to placate the redhead's thirst for the time being.
"Spoilsport."
Charlotte smirked and landed another stinging slap to Rebecca's muscular bottom. "If you want to act like a brat, I can treat you like one."
Rebecca groaned and squirmed to try and find the pressure Charlotte was denying. "Don't threaten me with a good time babe."
Charlotte snickered. "You were the one who said we needed to get ready. I'm just following your orders sweetie."
"Ugh. You choose now to start listening to me?"
"Technically I'm just listening to the pilot. You just repeated what he already said."
Rebecca whined and rolled off of Charlotte. Reaching down to flip her skirt back down and try to smooth it out to look semi respectable. "I will remember this."
Charlotte smiled and pulled Rebecca into one more kiss. Drawing another moan out of the redhead who was practically dripping with need at this point. "I hope you do. I will for sure."
The Irish woman softened at the sentiment. "Why do you have to be so damn cute? It's impossible to be mad at you."
"Natural Flair charm. Its genetic."
Rebecca grinned and shook her head. "I'm sure. Let's just get ready."
The two slowly left the safety of the bed and their own little world even though both were reluctant.
As the plane began to descend Rebecca set out a tiny plea to whoever was listening that her plan was in place. If all goes well, she was sure that Charlotte's birthday would be a day to remember.
A tiny frown crept onto her face when she recalled that they only had twelve hours together before Rebecca was back in the air.
But instead of letting it get her down Rebecca was determined to make the most of the time they had.