Note: The theme of Book II is "Fallin" not "Broken Wings"- the latter is the theme of Book III.
Rated M for Mature.
Piper was the first to wake up, completely naked and sticky between her legs. When she glanced at the clock on her bedside table, she was startled to see that it was 10 a.m. "Alex!" She sat up swiftly.
"Hmm?" The other girl didn't open her eyes. Instead, she tried tugging Piper closer.
"Alex, it's 10 o'clock in the morning!" Piper shot out of bed, flinging the sheets completely off. (The bedding had been within an inch of falling off anyway due to the many positions the lovers tried that night. In fact, the bottom corner of the fitted sheet was detached from the mattress.)
She searched around her room for something to throw on, wondering for a split second where in the hell her pajamas had disappeared to. Piper grabbed her robe from a hook behind her door. "What if your mom went in your bedroom to look for you?"
The brunette rubbed her eyes as she rolled onto her back and cocked one leg out. "She wouldn't do that."
Piper couldn't help but to admire her bare breasts and her well-manicured (and now, well-eaten) pussy. "What if my dad knocked and we didn't hear him? What if he peeked in here and saw us…like this?" She made a sweeping motion with her arm.
"Relax, babe," she chuckled. "No one came looking for us. It's a Sunday morning…at least I think it's Sunday. Unless things have changed, no one stirs in this house until at least mid-morning on weekends."
"It is mid-morning." Piper put her hands on her hips. "You need to get back to your room undetected."
"You're cute when you're freaked out and bossy." Alex crossed her legs at the ankles. "I used to think your imperiousness was annoying, but now it's…endearing." She smirked.
"Imperiousness?" Piper asked, eyebrows high, smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
She reached for her glasses, and the blonde watched her tits sway with the motion. "Don't tell me you don't know the meaning."
"Of course, I do. That's a big word for someone who didn't even take the SAT." Piper grinned, worry turning into intrigue.
"I could design the SAT." Alex got on her knees and crawled to the end of the bed. She sat on the edge, legs dangling off the lip, and pulled Piper between them. "Maybe not the Math section, but certainly the Critical Reading." She extended her neck, wordlessly begging for a kiss.
Piper obliged. "You're incorrigible." She bent over and nipped at Alex's lower lip.
Alex's hands moved to the back of the blonde's legs. "An expansive vocabulary turns me on."
"Cantankerous, diaphanous, ubiquitous, idiosyncratic…" Piper offered with a grin that grew wider with each word.
Alex once again extended her neck and met Piper's lips with her own, kissing her hard. The kiss lasted a couple of minutes before Piper pulled back and stood upright. "We really have to be careful."
"We do." Alex's hands roamed under the robe and up the blonde's hamstrings. "You have exceptionally strong legs."
She grinned, toying with the tips of the brunette's hair. "I'm a runner."
Alex removed one hand and untied the robe, allowing the other hand to cup Piper's bare ass. Her head was positioned parallel to her lover's stomach, so she leaned down a bit and placed a kiss on Piper's mound. When the blonde made a mewing sound and ran her hands through Alex's hair, the brunette took that as permission to continue exploring. She parted Piper's folds with her tongue, and Piper gasped. "Alex."
The older girl put both hands on Piper's ass, pulling her center closer so that she could properly eat her, and eat Piper, she did. The gentle pecks turned into slobbering kisses, and Alex couldn't get enough of the blonde's juices in her mouth. She licked and nipped at the sensitive pink skin, and finally, her hands rolled around Piper's hips, fingertips opening her pussy fully. Alex used the fullness of her tongue to lick Piper from stem to stern until she came in her mouth, louder than she should have. This time Alex didn't tell her to be quiet. "That's it. Cum for me, babe."
"Ungh, I'm cumming, Alex! God, Alex, fuck me!" She bucked into the other girl's mouth as her knees almost gave out. Piper used Alex's head to steady herself as she rode out the rest of the forceful orgasm.
Alex looked up, mouth covered with a thin layer of juice that glistened around her lips and down her chin.
A blush spread across Piper's cheeks. "Fuck, Alex." She collapsed onto the other girl, forcing them both squarely back onto the bed.
"Was it everything you hoped it would be?" The brunette kissed the side of her mouth.
"God, yes." Piper wiped her lover's chin and considered her question carefully. "I didn't know what to expect." She shrugged. "I mean, I knew the logistics of what would happen, but I didn't know if I would like…giving."
She kissed the back of Piper's hand. "And?"
The rosy color of Piper's cheeks deepened. "Of course I liked when you did that to me, but I also liked…doing it to you."
"You can say it," Alex offered with a laugh.
Her eyes were downcast. "I don't know what to call it."
"Making love, having sex, fucking, fingering, eating me out…"
Piper slapped her arm. "Alex!"
"What?" She let out a low chortle and pushed her glasses higher on her nose. "That's what you call it. I guess the terminology depends on the mood we were in when we were in the act. Every time is different."
Piper bowed her head, eyes looking up at Alex. "Did we make love?"
The brunette pursed her lips and flung a piece of dark hair off her forehead with a finger. "There was one time last night when I'd call it that. You?"
Piper's face broke into a smile as if a ray of sunshine had descended upon her face. "Yeah."
They both went in for a hug at the same time, and Piper rested her head on Alex's arm. "I hope we have a chance to do it again before you leave."
Alex pulled back, cradling Piper's face with her hands. "Count on it."
"Although I'm not complaining, especially after what you just did to me, I'd rather not take a risk. Maybe when no one's home."
The brunette smirked. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. It was just…there."
Piper bit her lip, and then leaned in to place a chaste kiss on Alex's mouth. "I won't put my pussy in front of you like that again."
That caused Alex to break into a full-fledged smile. "Say pussy again."
"Pussy," the blonde breathed, and Alex deepened the kiss. "We can't do it again, Al."
"Ok," she sighed. "Soon though."
Piper looked in her eyes. "Soon."
Four days of her weeklong trip had passed, and Alex was more than a little frustrated that she and Piper only had the one night (and morning) of sex. Although Bill had to work every day, her mom had taken three days off, and Cal was in between summer camps.
She and Piper had stolen a few kisses here and there, but the blonde was more cautious than Alex and wouldn't risk kissing or making out in the home when people were around, which included times when everyone was asleep.
Alex had come up with a plan to visit Nicky one night, and no one thought that was odd—after all, Nicky was her oldest friend. She asked Piper to drive to the Bronx, and they'd stay with Nicky and her new girlfriend, Lorna, for the night. Piper told her father that she was spending the night at a friend's house, so the plan would likely work.
She borrowed her mom's car, giving herself enough time to have dinner with Nicky and fill her in on modeling in Milan, and eventually, what was going on between her and Piper.
"I'm excited for you to meet Lorna," Nicky said around the last of an eggroll. "She's a fucking hottie."
Alex stirred her wonton soup. "There's someone I want you to meet, too."
"Oh, yeah?" Nicky slapped her playfully on the shoulder. "What, did you meet some hot model in Italy and fly her back home on the sly?"
"Hardly." She put the spoon down and looked her friend in the eye. "I'm…involved with someone, but it's complicated."
Nicky lifted her brows. "Is she married?"
"God, no!" Alex jutted her head back. She paused for a moment, thinking of the best way to divulge her secret. The hell with it, she thought. There was no way of making this sound any better than it was. "It's my mom's boyfriend's daughter, Piper."
The crazy haired woman looked taken aback. "Your step-sister?"
"She's not my step-sister, jackass," Alex replied. "She's a girl who I happened to live with for a year due to unforeseen circumstances. We became pretty close last year, and she wanted to…experiment last summer."
Nicky smirked. "Scandalous! Go on."
"We made out a few times before I left for Milan and stayed in touch over the course of the year."
"You were probably more in touch with Piper than you were with me," she said with mock hurt.
"I didn't know where things stood back then or where they were headed." She adjusted her glasses, ignoring Nicky's accusation. "And I came back to Connecticut the other day, and we…"
"Fucked," she interrupted with an extensive grin.
"Yeah, but it was more than that." Alex looked at the ceiling and shook her head. "She's someone I could see myself with, Nicky, like long term."
"She's a senior in high school!" She raised her hands. "The kid's got a whole lot of livin' to do to catch up with you."
Alex pushed the soup bowl away. "She's more mature than most kids her age, and she sure as hell is more mature than you."
"Hey!" Nicky hit her friend again. "So the mysterious guest staying at my place tonight is Piper?"
"The one and only." Alex grinned, and she just knew if she looked in the mirror, she'd be embarrassed by her enamored expression.
"You're fucking smitten." Nicky crossed her arms. "Look at you, Vause: you're a lovesick puppy!"
"I am not," she tried, feeling her cheeks getting warm.
"Hey, I know it when I see it." The wild haired woman shrugged. "You'll see it when you meet Lorna."
"Oh, so she's the smitten one? Not you?" Alex laughed.
The women finished their dinner, and then walked back to Nicky's apartment ready to meet each other's significant other. If she was being honest with herself, Alex didn't really care that much about meeting Lorna—her mind was singularly focused on getting Piper Chapman naked again.
Piper had driven to Manhattan more times than she could count, but she'd never ended up in the Bronx. She clutched the steering wheel as she drove through what she considered a rough neighborhood, and then called Alex to find out where she should park.
After finding a spot a block away, Piper pulled her overnight bag out of the backseat and greeted her lover halfway down the sidewalk. "Hi. Is it safe to kiss you out here?"
Alex leaned down and planted a wet kiss on the blonde's mouth. "Does that answer your question?"
The blonde bit her lower lip. "I've missed you."
She tucked a piece of hair behind Piper's ear, and then kissed her again. "Me, too." Alex grabbed Piper's hand and hooked her duffle bag across her chest as they jogged up the steps. She opened the door and made introductions. "Nicky, this is Piper."
The blonde released Alex's hand and extended the same one to Nicky. "I've heard a lot about you."
"I'd like to say the same, but Lurch here only told me about you a little while ago." Nicky shook her hand. "That's not entirely true. She talked about what a pain in the ass you were when she first moved into your house."
Piper gave Alex a look.
"What?" The brunette shrugged, and then tossed an arm across Piper's shoulders. "You were a pain in the ass when we first met."
Piper's fingers grasped her lover's and let her hand slide down, releasing her hand altogether. "You were an egotistical kleptomaniac, but I didn't tell my friends that."
Alex glanced down at her, seemingly trying to hide the smile on her face. "How many times do I have to tell you, I borrowed those cars?"
"I'm not here to referee your little love tiffs," Nicky stated with a grin. "As you can see, this is a small space. You two can sleep out here on the futon. Now for the important stuff. What do you want to drink? I've got tequila, vodka and wine."
The three of them chatted for the next hour, Alex always with a hand somewhere on Piper's body. At one point, Piper leaned her head to her right, resting it on her lover's shoulder, and Alex bent down to kiss her. Piper had never been one for public displays of affection, but she couldn't stop herself in the current situation.
Lorna rolled in after her shift close to 9 o'clock, and the four women talked, ate mint chocolate chip ice cream out of a carton, drank cheap wine, and played a few rounds of poker before calling it a night. Piper loved seeing this side of Alex—she was jovial and funny and affectionate. She'd never witnessed Alex's behavior around friends before, and it was a surprising treat that only served to endear Alex to her even more.
By midnight, Nicky and Lorna retreated to their tiny bedroom, and Alex and Piper put a set of sheets on the lowered futon. They crawled under the pale green covers together, each wearing loose-fitting pajamas. Alex engulfed Piper in her arms, sighing against her head.
"That sounded like a sad sigh," Piper whispered.
She kissed the top of her head. "I leave in three days."
The blonde echoed her groan. "Don't remind me."
They slowly kissed, rubbing each other's arms, before Piper spoke again. "Have you ever consider not going back to Milan?"
Alex brushed blonde hair away from Piper's face. "I'd be lying if I said it didn't cross my mind, but I have to."
"Why?"
She kissed her nose. "Because it's a lucrative career right now. I won't be able to model forever, so I have to take what I can get."
"Would you ever consider going to college?"
"Maybe some time down the road." Alex slid the pad of her thumb across Piper's chin. "When do you leave for Smith?"
She glanced down, saddened by the thought of neither of them living in Greenwich come mid-August. "A month from today, actually."
Alex paused, looking off into the distance, and Piper could see the wheels turning in her head. "You can be with other people, you know."
Piper pulled back, trying to focus on the brunette's face in the dark. The only light in the room was that of a hazy street lamp shining through the slats of the metal blinds.
"Are you suggesting that we shouldn't be…exclusive?"
Alex shrugged. "I wouldn't want to hold you back from anything."
The blonde's head spun as she tried to wrap her brain around those words. "I spent a year thinking about you, Alex, hoping we'd be exactly where we are right now. I don't want anyone but you."
"I feel the same." Alex kissed her. "But that might change, babe."
She shook her head. "It won't."
"I don't want to waste time talking about the future, Piper. Let's enjoy the time we have left." Alex's smile didn't reach her cheeks.
"Ok." Piper bent forward to kiss her lover again, but her mind was focused on the what if's that laid ahead.
They'd made love several times that night, gently, slowly and as quietly as they could in Nicky & Lorna's living room. Piper was still sore from four days before, so Alex didn't use her fingers at all that night. Instead, she bathed the blonde's body solely with her mouth. Alex hoped they'd be able to have sex again before she left, but she wasn't sure if that was in the cards during this brief trip home.
Piper had taken three unpaid days off work, but she needed to be in the lifeguard stand by 9 a.m., so she left early that morning to head back to Greenwich. She'd informed Alex that her father had plans to take her to dinner at Salvatore's if she was up for it on that, her second to last night at home.
"I like her," Lorna offered as she poured Alex her second cup of coffee. "She's girly, but not too girly, and she's smart—I could tell."
Nicky rolled her eyes, which made the brunette chuckle.
"She's definitely smart—sometimes too smart for her own good," Alex replied.
Nicky took a sip of coffee. "Seems like a keeper."
The brunette looked away and sighed.
"What? She's not?" The wild haired woman asked.
"Like I said yesterday, it's complicated," Alex responded in a quiet voice, blowing on the steaming hot coffee in her mug.
"I can see that, Vause, but she has clearly gotten under your skin." Nicky put a tablespoon of sugar into her cup. "I've known you for 10 years, and I've never seen you in this…condition."
"What condition?" She blushed and ran a hand through her thick hair.
"News flash, kid: you're in love!" Nicky exclaimed through a laugh.
She felt the blood rush out of her face, her arms and hands tingled, and her chest felt warm. It was as if Alex had swigged a potion that revealed what was quickly becoming obvious—she was in love. She placed her hands on the kitchen counter as if she might faint.
"You ok?" Lorna put a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm…" Alex took a deep breath. "I need some space."
"Are you gonna be sick? Cause I can't have you puking on my carpet," Nicky said.
Lorna shot her girlfriend a look. "It's a lot to take in, honey. Take all the time you need. I'll go get a cold washcloth."
"What the fuck good will that do?" Nicky called after her.
"I'm fine," Alex tried. She felt the color coming back to her face and took three more deep breaths.
"Usually when people realize they're in love, they experience joy and elation." The redhead sat on the stool next to her. "What's going on with you?"
She didn't know how to reply, so she just shook her head. "I don't know."
"Here, this will help." Lorna placed a cool, damp rag on her forehead.
Alex silently thanked her. "I can't be in love with Piper. Long distance is one thing, but 3,000 fucking miles is another. Besides, she's going to college in a month and should spread her wings."
"Your problem is you want to make this easy, Vause, and it's not." Nicky shrugged. "Let me guess, you already had the conversation about not being exclusive?"
Alex looked guilty.
"You're the one who told me, from a very young age I might add, that I need to roll with it—life takes us in unexpected directions, and if we try to control it, we'll fail every time." Nicky put her hand on her friend's back. "Your words, not mine."
She was right, Alex knew that much, but if she was in love with Piper, she couldn't fathom how a relationship would work until she moved back to the US, and the brunette had no idea when that would be.
"Would you mind if I took a shower?" She needed to get out of that room—the room that would forever be known as The Truth Room.
"Go right ahead," Lorna said. "There are towels under the sink."
Alex had a lot of thinking to do, but she would try to follow her own advice and not get too far ahead of herself. She'd never been a planner to begin with, so why this situation was different escaped her.
