Another chapter. Let me know if you like it. Contextually, grammatically... all around. I love feedback. Thank you so much for reading. I hope you're finding the story worth your time.
Holly J knocked on Fiona's bedroom door lightly, unsure if she was yet out of the shower.
"Come in," Fiona called, and Holly J opened the door to find the girl standing at the mirror, wearing her robe.
For a moment, Holly J found herself wondering what Fiona had on under that robe, if anything. She laughed at the thought and tried to shake it from her mind.
"Did you talk to Anya?" Fiona asked, looking at Holly J through the reflection as she combed her wet hair.
"Yep," Holly J smiled, approaching slightly. It didn't look like Fiona had anything on under the robe, but maybe that was just her imagination.
"How did it go?" Fiona asked, turning to Holly J, sensing her quietness.
"Fine. Um, can we talk about it later?" Holly J asked, stepping nearer, unable to take her eyes off of the girl.
"Ok. Is everything alright, Holly J?" Fiona worried that the talk with Anya didn't go as 'fine' as Holly J said.
"Yep," Holly J took the comb out of Fiona's hand and set it on the dresser behind her. She ran her hand softly through the girl's wet tresses and looked into her eyes for a moment. Only then could Fiona see what was going on in Holly J's mind.
"Come 'ere," Holly J pulled Fiona toward her by the belt of her robe, kissing her softly.
A mere moment of contact became intense for Holly J, and she opened her mouth and grasped Fiona's head. Holly J backed up slowly, still pulling Fiona with her and never allowing their mouths to part. In a moment, Holly J had reached her destination; the sofa. She sat back on it, immediately pulling Fiona on top of her and deepening the kiss. She wanted to feel Fiona's body. She never wanted to stop kissing the girl. And she had never felt that way about anybody before.
"This isn't really fair," Fiona breathed, pulling away and looking at their attire. She was barely clothed and straddling Holly J who wore jeans, a tank top and a hoodie. She looked into Holly J's eyes, studying the girl's face for a moment before reaching for the zipper of the hoodie and slowly pulling it down. Holly J just stared at her. When it was unzipped, Fiona pushed both sides of the shirt off of Holly J's shoulders and removed it quickly. Still not comparable to being in a robe and underwear.
Fiona kissed Holly J's shoulder; her skin was so soft and inviting. She kissed it again, dragging her lips slowly across the flesh, to Holly J's throat. When she reached the girl's pulse point she sucked on it, hard, causing Holly J to gasp aloud and grab Fiona's hair and thigh. Fiona flicked out her tongue and soothed the skin before biting down. A surge ran through Holly J, to her core. She pushed the collar of the robe away from Fiona's neck, being sure not to expose too much, though she was dying to. She leaned forward and kissed across Fiona's collarbone. She loved the feeling. She allowed her tongue and teeth to become involved once the passion began to overtake her. Fiona grasped Holly J's hair and pulled the girl's mouth desperately to her own, kissing her as deeply as possible and feeling the reverberation of a moan rise up in the girl.
Suddenly they were kissing quickly, desperately, and Holly J didn't notice to stop herself as she ran her hands up both of Fiona's thighs, underneath the robe. The girl's skin was like silk. Fiona's heart was pounding. She pulled Holly J's hair roughly, unintentionally, when the girl's hands reached the top of her thighs and grasped her hipbones, pulling her against her as she instinctively raised her hips to meet the contact. Fiona gasped loudly, pulling her mouth away from Holly J's. Holly J wasn't used to hearing such sounds from the girl. She wanted to cause her to make those sounds every way she could. They stared insanely into each other's eyes. Without warning, Fiona reached between them and untucked Holly J's tank top from her jeans roughly, immediately placing her hand under the fabric to feel the skin of Holly J's smooth stomach. As Fiona's fingertips traced around her belly button, Holly J leaned forward and captured Fiona's lips again. She ran her hands back down the girl's thighs, each sweep a little closer, a little more intense.
"Fiona?" the unmistakable voice of Lara Coyne called out suddenly, the sound of keys jingling an afterthought to the girls. "Are you home?"
"I… shit…" Fiona panted, wide-eyed. The girls were in her bedroom, but the door was open nonetheless. Fiona stood up as gracefully as possible, reluctantly moving her body away from Holly J's, and tried to smooth her robe, but their position was obvious.
Holly J was frozen and terrified. She couldn't compose herself in time and she knew it. Fiona didn't look very composed herself.
"Fiona?" Lara asked, her head suddenly peeking into the bedroom. Holly J was seated on the sofa with her tank top pulled up, while Fiona stood in front of her looking freshly showered and guilty. Both girls were flushed, hair disheveled, and it would have been obvious to anyone, mother or not, just what was being interrupted.
"Hi, Mom," Fiona squeaked out, swallowing hard and turning to her mother, but not walking away from Holly J, who was suddenly adjusting her shirt. "Didn't know you were visiting."
"No, I…" Lara didn't know what to say or how to react. She was certainly surprised by the sight in front of her, though a part of her knew that she shouldn't be. "I guess I surprised you," she chuckled nervously. "Hello, Holly J."
"Hi, Mrs. Coyne," Holly J said, her eyes still wide.
"So, I um…" Fiona stuttered. "I guess I can cross 'talk to my Mom' off of the list," she chuckled, earning a roll of the eyes from Holly J.
"I should go," Holly J said quickly, standing and looking for her hoodie. Where had that gotten to?
"No!" Fiona said, too desperately. "I mean, please don't," she corrected.
"I thought you said you two would never be together?" Lara asked Fiona with a smirk, and Holly J looked at her, shocked and confused.
"I guess I was wrong," Fiona said sheepishly, glad her mother was at least smiling.
"I tried to tell you," Lara offered in a sing-song voice.
"You did not."
"Well I tried to tell you without actually having to tell you," she shrugged.
"What?" Holly J asked, seeing her hoodie in a pile across the room but deciding going to retrieve it in that moment was probably a bad idea.
"It's a long story," Fiona tried to blow off.
"I knew she should have gone for it," Lara told her proudly. "I'm going to make a quick trip to the store for a toothbrush and some things. Do you girls need anything?"
Fiona's eyebrows furrowed and Holly J was pretty sure she had no idea what was going on anymore.
"No, Mom, I think we're ok," Fiona answered awkwardly.
"Ok. I didn't intend to get in so late. The flight was a nightmare. I'm just going to go to sleep when I get back," Lara informed them casually. "Goodnight, girls. Breakfast in the morning?"
"Sure," Fiona agreed, still bewildered.
"You will stay, won't you, Holly J? Fiona will probably have a meltdown if you leave now," Lara laughed.
"I'll stay, Mrs. C," Holly J nodded, smiling slightly.
"Excellent. See you two in the morning." And she left, as though none of the awkwardness was actually awkward at all.
"What just happened?" Fiona asked, flopping back onto the sofa in a daze.
"Are you ok?" Holly J asked, sitting next to her and taking her hand.
"Yeah. I'm…good," Fiona smiled. "Just…wow…"
"How much did she know?" Holly J asked, snuggling up to Fiona's shoulder.
"Well, I kind of came out to her by telling her I was in love with you," Fiona trailed off, unsure how Holly J would react.
"Seriously?" Holly J blinked hard. Fiona just nodded.
"Are you mad?"
"Of course I'm not mad, Fi. At the time you never thought I would know any of this," Holly J shrugged.
"Do you wish you didn't?" Fiona asked sadly.
"Fiona, are you kidding me? I wish I had known earlier! I wish I told you how I felt earlier."
"Really?" Fiona couldn't believe how well Holly J was taking it all.
"Yeah. I mean, I know it all happened when it was supposed to, but I can't help but think about how long we both felt this way without saying it and it just seems like we wasted time, you know?" Holly J told her.
"We didn't. We have time. All the time you want," Fiona smiled, brushing the hair away from Holly J's face.
"I want all of it."