An Unexpected Change

BY: AstronSoul

Disclaimer: Don't own the actual people (kinda can't) use is for pure enjoyment. Kennedy is my own character as is Brie and Chastity they do belong to me.

Summary: Well into January, Jason is up to no good, and what are the wedding plans doing to Kennedy's nerves?

Chapter 10

Kennedy sat there, bored out of her mind as Miley went over the wedding plans for the thousandth time; the wedding was still a few months away.

"Ken sweetie, white chocolate treats or dark?"

'Why does everything have to be right away planned anyway and I'm the groom not the bride, why torture me?' Kennedy thinks not hearing her fiancé.

"KENNEDY!"

Jumping out of her seat a bit, Ken looks at Miley "What was that dear?"

Sighing Miley holds up a taste test of white chocolate and dark, "Which one?"

Kennedy hating dark chocolate takes the white one and pops it into her mouth, "Mmmm white."

"You didn't even try the dark chocolate." The brunette stated.

"I don't like Dark chocolate, sweetheart." Just then the CEO's phone rings, 'Saved by the ring' she thought as she answered. "Hello, Soul Speaking"

"Hey bud, want to be rescued?" came Billy Ray's voice.

"Yes, I can come by the office, is it that urgent?" Ken asks with a small worried look, but smiling inwardly.

"HAHA alright bud, meet me at our favorite sports bar in ten minutes, good luck!"

"Alright, I'll be right over." Hanging up she turns to her fiancée "Baby I have to go to the office for a bit, you alright here with the caterers?"

Exasperated Miley nods, "Yes, go do what it is you do" she watches Kennedy going out the door quickly, "And don't be late for dinner!"

Looking back at one of the caterer's, "Anyone who say's being in a relationship with a woman is any easier than a man, is lying!"

Snickering the caterer's begin to bring out the dishes to be tasted so the bride could choose what she wants.

~At the Sports Bar~

"Hello Ms Soul, your dad is at the bar waiting for you." A blonde woman states smiling at the CEO.

"Thanks Lisa, is Brooke workin today?"

"Yes, she is the bartender tonight, have a good one."

Nodding Ken quickly makes her way to the bar, and sits beside her dad, "Hey dad."

"Hey bud, Guinness?" He slides a tall dark beer in front of her.

"OH YES THANK YOU!" Taking it and sipping, "Mmmm that hits the spot."

Brooke smiles at them before helping another customer.

"Morning been that bad, Ken?" Her future father-in-law asks sipping his drink.

Taking another drink, then licking her lips "Yes, your daughter I love with all I am, but she is driving me nuts, the wedding in in three months not next week!"

Chuckling he turns back to the TV where some college sport was playing, "Are we still on this afternoon for our tux' fittings?"

"Yeah, as long as Miley doesn't come along however I have to meet her for dinner tonight, mandatory." She takes another drink and waves for Brooke to come over.

"What can I get you sweetie?" the bartender grabs her notepad.

"The usual wings Brooke, extra spicy tho." Kennedy replies with a grin.

"Will do hun, want another Guinness?" As the bartender receives a nod, she goes to place the order and pour another drink.

"Is she going to be like this for the next three months?" Kennedy asks not realizing a certain brunette had figured out where she was and now was standing behind her; the only hint she got was the wide eyes of Billy Ray.

Slowly turning around with a sheepish grin, she looks into the blue eyes of Miley; which were glaring back at her.

"Hey…babe…" Kennedy says quietly downing the rest of her drink and instantly grabbing the next one Brooke set down; taking a sip.

"Am I goin to be like what for the next three months?" the singer's voice was edgy.

Kennedy knew she was in trouble, but she wasn't going to lie; getting up she takes Miley's arm "Excuse us for a moment dad" and leads her to a quiet corner.

After they sit down, the raven haired woman takes a breath "I love you Miley, but this is driving me crazy. We have three months to plan everything out and you are trying to cram it into this first month of our engagement."

The singer looks down pouting then back up, "Am I really that bad?"

The older woman didn't want to say anything so she just nods her head; not trusting her voice.

Frowning Miley sits and fiddles with a coaster on the table, "Three months to go?"

"Yes, three can we maybe calm down on this whole planning thing a bit, spread it out, we just got engaged the beginning of this last month?" Kennedy's voice was strong yet gentle.

The singer thought for a moment, her thoughts interrupted as Brooke brings over Ken's wings, "Yeah okay, sorry hun I just want everything to be perfect." Miley picks up a wing.

Kennedy says nothing for a moment as she watches her fiancée take a bite of one of the extremely hot wings she ordered, waving to Brooke and motioning for milk quickly.

As soon as Miley bit into the wing she regretted it, she liked spicey but not inferno; coughing she smiles at Brooke handing her a tall glass of milk and gulped it down.

"What is that atomic bomb seasoned with?" The singer asks glaring at Kennedy.

Taking a wing between her fingers Kennedy shrugs and takes a big bite, enjoying the tang in the back of her throat but that was as far as the heat went for her.

"Spicey, my kind of spicey, you grabbed and ate before I could really say anything."

The smirk on Kennedy's face was contagious as the brunette tried to be upset but just couldn't.

"Next time I will make sure to not eat your wings, so when is your tux fitting?"

"It's in a couple of hours, I'm going to get measured, Dad is going to get his 'loose' fitting and go from there. You do not actually get to see my tux, no one does till' the wedding. Custom made."

The CEO demolishes a wing with ease, not even reaching for her beer as she picks up another.

"But what if I need to know the colors?" the singer asks with a wry smile.

"I can tell you the colors will match the colors you choose, just figure it out soon so my seamstress has time and the right color."

Lips smack together as the older woman sets down one more naked bone in the basket.

"Where are you getting measured at?" Miley knew Kennedy only picked the best but she had never told her where.

"Elite Tuxedo, down on Westwood."

"Oh that's a nice place, not sparing expense?"

"No I'm not just like you are not sparing expense on your dress," Kennedy looks at her watch and motions to her future father-in-law, "Sweetheart we have to get going, I'll meet you back at our place for dinner?"

Smiling Miley nods and leans over, pecking Kennedy's lips "Don't be late or you are sleeping on the couch, Bre and Chastity are gone for the whole night and I want to make use of that."

Grinning goofily Kennedy nods throwing a few bill on the table to pay her tab, 'So glad she moved in, though now I need to get Bre to move out' Kennedy thought as she hugs her fiancée and kisses the woman's lips.

As she was about to walk out she heard her name called, "I have that lunch thing with our winner so you better have gotten that setup!"

"Yes, it's all taken care of, limo will pick you up at the studio in two hours, laters babe!" Kennedy and Billy Ray quickly left and waved down a cab.

~Few Hours Later~

The limo picked Miley up right on time, they stated the winner was already seated and waiting at a cozy little café on the strip.

When they approached Camera's flashed getting every step the singer made till' she entered the café.

They walked to her a small table where a man was sitting, she had a smile on her face till' the man turned around; Jason Riggs was smiling back at her.

~Flash Back to Kennedy's Condo~

"What do you mean this guy is stalking you?" the brunette asks concerned.

"Jason Riggs is from my old high school, he thinks I need a good cock fucking to turn me straight and he is the one to do it. Plus after he found out a few years ago I had money…he's been hounding me."

Kennedy was pacing in the living room biting a perfectly manicured nail.

"Get restraining order then"

"I tried that he broke it three times, spent time in jail and then got out nothing has deterred him. Just be careful okay, our relationship has been splashed across magazines and tabloids, he's very jealous guy with what isn't his."

The singer gets up wrapping her arms around the her fiancée, "Stop freaking out, if we have to deal with him we will, I don't care who he is what he says or does, you…are…mine" she states between kisses to the CEO's neck.

~End Flash Back~

"Hello Mr. Riggs" sitting down across from him, not showing she knows who he is.

They ordered drinks and some sandwiches before the interview began.

"Miley, you have had a great year so far, performing for the President, getting engaged and about to start another tour?" Jason asks sipping his drink.

Nodding Miley looks out the café window, "Yes it's been a quite the year, but the best part hasn't even happened yet." She smirks and moves her hands as their sandwiches are delivered.

Jason's eyes flashed what seemed to be anger and jealousy before he covered it up, "and what would make this year better?"

The singer takes a bite of her sandwich and chews making him wait for an answer, "When I marry my fiancée that will be the best day of the year."

Miley notices the grip Jason has on the sandwich, she had explained to her body guard that if she felt threatened she would put her napkin in her lap, but so far she refrained.

Letting go of his food, Jason composed himself internally "Well aren't you afraid that someone might steal her away?"

The singer's smile got bigger, "That is the one thing I have no fear of. Kennedy and I belong together, not like some of these people who say she needs a good what was it she said, oh yes 'cock fucking to set her straight'"

She let that hang in the air as she watched the man's eyes widen.

The man's mind was racing as he realizes the singer knows exactly who he is, which could pose a big problem but he keeps himself in check. "Some people think that way; I myself don't mind lesbians or gays. I just think certain people can be turned, like Kennedy."

Miley knew she struck a chord since he spoke her fiancée's name, "Well Jason, there is one thing you won't see coming."

Now Jason has lost his temper as he glares at the singer, she was playing with him "and what's that?" he snarls.

"I'm a bitch when I need to be, and I fight for what's mine." Quickly she put her napkin in her lap, within seconds her body guard was beside her as the man across from her was straining to stay in his seat.

Getting up she starts to walk away, but turns at the last second "Oh Jason, come near Kennedy, and you will find yourself in so much legal trouble, you will have to beg the state for bankruptcy."

Starting to leave again she hears a scream from behind her; quickly her body guard moves her and decks the man laying him flat on the café floor.

Looking down at him she smirks, "Actually I'll be charging you with assault, and I won't take a deal with you."

Other security came to deal with Jason as Miley walks off with her body guard and dials Kennedy's number.

"Hey babe what's up, how was lunch?"

"Hey love, oh the winner will be going to jail for a while, remember your friend Jason?"

"WHAT!? What happened, are you okay baby do I need to come get you?"

"No no love, I am fine security is taking care of it, can you meet me at the house in thirty minutes? I rather see you sooner than later."

"Of course we are wrapping up here, I'll see you at home. Miley…"

"Yes ken?"

"I'm glad you are okay, see you soon I love you"

"I love you too, see you soon."

Hanging up Miley goes to the limo, "Take me home please"

Twenty five minutes later Miley walks into the condo and flops on the couch; a few minutes pass before the doorknob turns once more.

Looking up from the couch, the singer smiles seeing Kennedy shutting the door, "Hey babe!"

Quickly Kennedy moves around the couch and pounces on Miley, kissing her all over her face, "You okay, he didn't lay a finger on you did he?"

Miley laughs as she is poked and prodded, "KEN STOP!" she gasps, "I'M FINE!"

Calming down Ken smiles looking into Miley's eyes as the singer catches her breath, then dips her head down and captures those soft lips with hers in a deep kiss.

Moaning into the kiss, the brunette's hands wander down her lover's sides which gain her a moan in return.

Smiling into the kiss, Miley pushes Kennedy back till she is laying on the couch instead; pulling away from the kiss for just a moment "I have missed you"

Before Kennedy could reply, the singer was pressed against her and any sound was swallowed by lips kissing lips once more.

Now Ken's hand's moves to cup the singer's ass, squeezing before starting to pick her up as she herself starts to stand.

Giggling the brunette wraps her arms around the woman's neck, and her legs around her waist as she was carried down the hall; neither breaking the kiss.

Entering their bedroom, Kennedy kicks the door shut not breaking stride making her way to their king sized bed.

As Miley falls on her back onto the bed, Kennedy grins making easy work of her fiancée's jeans; tossing them to the floor.

Both women smile at each other, before the singer pulls the CEO on top of her; stripping the woman of her top.

Moving a hand behind the raven haired woman's, Miley starts to unclasp the black bra but then she unintentionally snaps it.

"Ouch! Did you just snap my bra?" Kennedy asks feeling the light sting.

Blushing Miley tries not to smile, "Was trying to get it off…"

"My bra hasn't been snapped since like seventh grade"

The older woman laughs before pinning the brunette's hands over her head, "Now whatever shall I do with you love?"

"How about kiss me?" Miley purrs

Holding the singer's wrists securely, Kennedy trails a hand down an arm, and then down her side eliciting soft moans, "mmmmmm."

Suddenly the raven haired woman starts to tickle the brunette's side.

"AHHH KEN! STOP!" Miley laughs controllably, as she tries to get free of the woman's grip; squirming trying to move away from those tickling fingers.

It quickly becomes a tickling/wrestling match; in such matches between Miley and Kennedy usually Kennedy wins.

So when Miley pins the older woman under her, they both got quiet as they smile at each other.

"You give up?" She asks as Kennedy tries to get free.

"No"

After a few more minutes of Miley still has her pinned, "Give up?"

Looking up into blue eyes, Kennedy shakes her head "No."

"Do you love me?" The questions even though the singer knew the answer, sounded nervous.

Completely relaxing under the brunette, hearing the question Kennedy smiles, "Yes."

Both get quiet, then Miley leans down pressing her lips to her fiancée's; who eagerly kisses back as they press into each other.

With the singer settling her body down on Kennedy's, the singer was hesitant to rest completely, but when two strong arms wrapped around her and pull her the rest of the way; she knew Kennedy didn't mind or care.

Both women quickly disposed of whatever clothes were left, moaning when their bodies reconnected; feeling skin against skin.

Sliding a thigh between the CEO's legs; the singer smiles as she feels her lover spread her legs and giving her more room, but instead she straddles the woman.

As Kennedy starts to pulls her legs together again, the brunette stops her with a gentle but firm touch to the woman's inner thighs.

Miley could already feel the heat emanating from Kennedy's mound, as well as how wet she was because the singer was just as wet.

Leaning down the brunette whispers, "I want to do something we haven't done before, and I know we will both love it, just do what I do."

Without another word, Miley reaches between them and spreads her wet lips apart, seeing that the older woman caught on and did the same thing as they both took deep breathes.

Slowly the singer lowers herself onto Kennedy, gasping as their clits touch; both women's hips buck into one another instinctively.

They begin a slowly rhythm together, rubbing clits against each other as they kiss, hands exploring over each other's bodies; retracing dips, curves and rises.

Bodies moving as one, as lips caress skin coated in a sheen of sweat; both women panting as their movements became stronger and more forceful.

Moans fill the air in the bedroom, as two women express their love.

~In the living room of the condo a few minutes before~

Chastity and Bre didn't plan to come back, but when they had gone to Chastity's place her roommate was back from her trip.

Now they were cuddled up on the couch not knowing what they were about to hear.

In the middle of a make out session, Bre pulls away, "Did you hear that?"

"I didn't hear anything baby" the redhead replied, pulling the chef back to her and re-connecting their lips when they both hear a duel scream from down the hall.

"FUCK YES MILEY!"

"OH GOD KENNEDY!"

Both Bre and her girlfriend freeze, eyes wide as they heard their friends; then begin to giggle.

"Oh my god…are they?" Chastity starts to ask, Bre only nods in reply blushing a deep red, "Oh wow that must have been some ride"

Bre smacks the redhead on the arm playfully, "None of our business, they weren't expecting us to come here for the weekend."

Laughing Chastity hugs Bre, "yeah but in the morning we can tease the hell out of them."

"Ooooo that sounds fun! Let's go and hopefully sleep even with the symphony going on across the hall." Hopping up, the chef drags her girlfriend down to her room and shuts the door.

~back in Kennedy & Miley's room~

Kennedy lay panting next to her fiancée as she tried to catch her breath; while Miley was trying to catch her own breath.

Turning on her side, the CEO looks at the woman she fell in love with smiling and tugging the brunette closer, "I love you, Miley."

"Mmmmm" cuddling into Kennedy's side, the singer nuzzles the woman's neck, "I love you too, Ken."

Pulling the sheet up, they cuddle together and fall asleep, unknowingly dreaming as their friends couldn't wait to tease them in the morning.

TBC

Sorry for the wait, like with the other stories been focusing on school, but will be done in 2 weeks! Hope you enjoyed and will update as soon as I can.