A/N: As promised, Part 2: In Which Gail and Holly Have the Girlfriend Chat. This chapter takes place the morning after Holly meets everyone at Penny's.
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Gail's eyes flew open as she awoke, a sharp cry of pleasure catching in her throat. "Oh my God."
Holly's head was between her legs; her lips encircled her clitoris, sucking gently, her tongue tracing the wet folds and swollen ridges. Gail reached down to grip the back of Holly's head as the sharp stabs of pleasure threatened to snap her two. She arched forward, her body tensing. "Oh—I'm coming," she gasped, shuddering uncontrollably as Holly gentled her touch, easing Gail down from the edge.
"Jesus," Gail groaned, flopping back on the bed, feeling utterly boneless. "How long were you…down there?"
Holly smiled up at Gail. She pressed a quick kiss to her inner thigh before moving up her body. "Not long," she said as she relaxed into Gail's body. She pressed her thigh between Gail's legs, easing her swollen center against the heated flesh. She inhaled sharply, her back arching at the swift surge of pleasure.
"You were already halfway to finishing by the time I got down there," she murmured, beginning a slow rocking motion against Gail's leg.
Gail reached out to grip Holly's hips briefly, before trailing her hands up to cup Holly's breasts, pinching the nipples lightly. Holly whimpered softly, her arms trembling with the effort to remain suspended over Gail's body.
"God, you feel good," Holly groaned. She closed her eyes, her head tilting back as the slow, steady glide of her hips gave way to quick, hard thrusts.
"Come down here," Gail rasped. She gripped the back of Holly's neck and pulled her lips down to hers, suddenly desperate for the connection.
Their mouths merged, tongues tangling effortlessly. Holly moaned into the kiss and Gail pulled back to nip gently at Holly's full lower lip.
Holly's hips bucked, her movements growing erratic. "Touch me," she gasped, her breath hot on Gail's lips. "Please, Gail—Oh."
Gail reached down and pressed firmly against Holly's clitoris, slowly circling the already-hard flesh. Almost immediately, Holly's back arched, her body strung tight as a bow. She gave one sharp cry as the orgasm ripped through her. She melted into Gail, shivering slightly as the blonde wrapped her in her arms.
"You wreck me," Holly muttered, turning her face into Gail's neck and inhaling deeply.
"Back at ya," Gail sighed. "What a way to wake up. I don't ever want to move for the rest of the day."
"Well, you might not have to move, but I should. I'm probably crushing you."
Holly began to pull away, but Gail quickly tightened her grasp. "Wait…not yet. Just…stay. A few more minutes. Okay?"
Holly nodded, feeling her throat close up around a sudden wave of tenderness, and strange, sweet longing. "Of course," she mumbled, her voice husky. She kissed the underside of Gail's jaw, her mouth curved into a soft smile. "Take as long as you need."
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When Gail woke up again, the sun was higher in the sky and slanted through the partially open blinds in Holly's bedroom. She blinked in the bright light, turning her head to look at the woman sleeping beside her.
Holly had moved off of Gail's body in her sleep, and was now lying on her stomach facing Gail. Gail reached out and pressed her fingers to her cheek briefly, before leaning down to kiss the spot she'd touched.
Holly stirred slightly under the caress, but didn't wake up fully. Smiling, Gail lifted Holly's hair away from her neck and gently pressed her lips to the smooth, sweet-smelling skin.
Holly hummed softly in the back of her throat and opened her eyes, blinking sleepily at Gail. "Mmm…morning," she breathed, leaning into Gail's body.
Gail kissed her, wrapping her arms around her waist and tugging her against her body. She draped her leg over Holly's hip to keep her close. Holly nestled her face in Gail's neck and took a deep breath, letting out a contented hum. Gail felt her throat tighten around a sudden surge of affection.
"Sleep well?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep and emotion.
"Oh yeah," Holly said. "You knock me out."
Gail chuckled, brushing her lips over Holly's forehead. "I do try. Although…"
"What?" Holly lifted her head and propped her chin in her palm so that she could see Gail's face.
"I may have…given you a hickey," Gail admitted. "I didn't mean to, I swear. It just kinda…happened."
For a moment, Holly was silent and Gail thought she might actually be mad, but then her face softened into an indulgent smile. "A hickey, huh?" she murmured, bending down to ghost her lips over Gail's neck. "Feeling a little…proprietary, are we?"
Gail let out a sharp gasp when Holly raked her teeth down the column of her neck. "I'm not the type to mark my territory," she managed to grate out as Holly shifted on top of her again, pressing her thigh between Gail's legs.
"You don't mind sharing?" Holly asked, sounding infuriatingly coherent considering the circumstances.
Gail blinked and tried to focus; this was important, but she was finding it hard to think straight with Holly rubbing against her like she was—not to mention the delicious things she was doing with her lips.
"No, I don't…" Gail swallowed hard. "I don't want to share you."
At Gail's words, Holly went mercifully still and Gail was able to gain a thread of control "You don't?"
Gail took a deep breath and willed her heart to stop pounding. She'd never been any good at this part—but Holly was different. Holly made her feel different.
She didn't want anyone else, and she sure as hell didn't want anyone else touching Holly. "No," she said, her sharp blue gaze riveted on Holly's face. "I want you all to myself."
Holly hummed softly and smiled, her lids fluttering at Gail's possessive tone. "I like the sound of that," she said softly.
She relaxed slowly, melting into the soft curves and planes of Gail's body. She kissed Gail's nose, her cheeks, and each of her eyelids. Then she pressed her mouth firmly to Gail's slightly parted lips. The kiss was wet and heavy and passionate and left Holly breathless, a stirring of warmth in her belly.
"Does this mean you're my girlfriend?" Gail asked softly.
Holly chuckled. "You asking me to be your girlfriend, Officer Peck?"
"Um. Yes."
"Well, shucks," Holly quipped, adopting an exaggerated southern twang. "I don't know if I'm ready to go steady with one gal just yet. I get so many offers."
Gail new Holly was entirely kidding, but the thought of any one else propositioning her made her a little crazy. "Be my girlfriend," she all but growled, rocking her thigh between Holly's legs. Holly was warm and wet and pulsating against her. "God you feel good."
"Mmm, so do you," Holly purred, matching Gail's slow and steady rhythm with her hips.
Gail reached up and took Holly's breasts in her hands. She pinched and squeezed them till they pebbled against her palms, her breasts full and aching with arousal.
Holly tilted her head back, shivering as she felt the first spirals of pleasure begin to unfurl deep in her stomach. "Ah, God. I'm gonna come soon."
Continuing to watch Holly's face, Gail slid one hand down along Holly's abdomen and dipped two fingers between her legs. Holly shuddered against her. She fell forward, catching herself on her arm. Her mouth was a breath away, her breasts melded to Gail's chest.
Gail circled her clitoris slowly, watching as Holly's face went slack with pleasure, her mouth parting slightly. "Holly," she whispered.
Holly blinked, struggling to focus on Gail's face as a hot, aching pleasure bloomed in her lower abdomen. "Yes," she finally managed.
Gail stilled her fingers and Holly whimpered in dismay. "Oh fuck, don't stop."
"You didn't answer my question," Gail said.
Holly let out a long breath, pushing away the desperate need for release—at least for the moment. She leaned down and brushed her lips over Gail's. She lifted a hand and cradled Gail's jaw in her palm as her gaze traced a path across the familiar planes of her lover's face. So beautiful. So brave. So good.
"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend," Holly breathed.
Gail grinned up at her, her gaze bright and a little triumphant. "Guess that means we're going steady. I'll pin you tomorrow."
"Why don't you pin me right now," Holly suggested.
Gail rolled her eyes, but in the next breath she had reversed their positions so that she lay sprawled atop Holly's body. Holly looked at her expectantly. "Well? I answered your question. Now how about you—Oh Christ."
Her eyes slammed shut as Gail thrust into her in one swift movement, groaning as Holly clamped down around her fingers. Holly lifted her hips, inviting her deeper. "Oh, Gail, that's so good, so good—"
Gail continued thrusting slowly between Holly's legs, her thumb brushing over Holly's clit with every pass. After only a few strokes, Holly's legs began to tremble, the muscles in her stomach tensing. When she felt the orgasm cresting, Gail went still, her fingers deep inside Holly.
Holly cried out, tightening around Gail's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure shuddered through her. When her body finally quieted, Gail eased out of her and moved back up her body, pressing a firm kiss to her lips.
"I think I'm going to like this girlfriend thing," Holly murmured. She looked rumpled and sated and so beautiful it made Gail's heart hurt.
"Me too," she agreed. She kissed Holly again, enjoying the way the brunette relaxed beneath her, their bodies cradling each other so effortlessly it was as if they were always meant to be two halves of one whole. "Me too."
