A/N So I'm a somewhat slow speeding bullet. But here less than twenty-four hours later! I received a couple reviews that said they didn't like that last chapter... You weren't supposed to, so obviously I'm doing something wrongly right. Trust me, it gets better.
Disclaimer: Me? No.
Allison started out of her doze when she heard Remy entering their apartment. She rolled over feeling even more exhausted after a day of doing nothing than she usually was after a twenty hour shift.
But when her feet hit the floor she was flying to the front door, and assaulting her girlfriend in a hug.
"Hi there lovely, glad to see you got all dressed up to see me." Remy squeezed Allison tight as she felt all of the older woman's weight shift onto her as she clung to Remy like a koala. The brunette felt all that doubt and worry wash away at the first sight of her lover. Teasing her on account of her flannel pajama pants and tee-shirt.
"I was tired when I got home. Skinny jeans aren't extremely comfortable for all people." Allison teased back. Releasing the taller woman enough to see her face, her arms still around her neck. Remy kissed her on the forehead. Hugging her again, and feeling Allison's legs release her waist. Resting her chin on her blonde head, and breathing in the familiar scent of her shampoo.
Then they were kissing. Kissing like that hadn't seen each other in much more than just a couple days. Remy gripped the back of Allison's neck. Allison wrapped her arms around the Remy's waist, sliding her hands up her back, under her coat, sweater, and undershirt. Attempting to push them all off at once.
Remy took the hint and broke away from Allison's lips long enough to unzip and shrug off her jacket. Before pulling her back into kiss her.
Remy lifted Allison up hands under her thighs. Smiling into the kiss, when she felt legs wrap tight around her waist.
She dropped the blonde onto their bed, which Remy was pretty sure she hadn't made that morning, but here it was smooth and unwrinkled.
She paused then when she saw her there. Hair already a mess, shirt wrinkled and out of place, eyes pleading for her, lips pink and swollen. As she half-lay half-sit on the edge of their bed. She had to tell her.
"I think I'm going to hurt you too much." It kind of just fell out of her mouth. Remy had a tendency to blurt.
"What?" Allison seemed totally lost, but she tugged at the edge of Remy's sweater. Wanting her down on the bed. Wanting her close.
"I- When you were gone, I missed you so much, and all I could think was that was how you were going to feel, but so much worse, when I was..., dead." Remy complied to Allison's insistent tugging, and rested her head in the crook between Allison's neck and shoulder. Needing to be close to her, and scared she might start crying.
"Remy you didn't think I'd thought about that?" Allison asked, attempting to pull the brunette's boots off with one arm, and hold her with the other. Remy turned wide questioning eyes on her lover.
"I don't care. I really think it would hurt me now more than later if you end this o-kay,? Be-because I love you, and I want to spend the rest of your life with you." Half way through her sentence her calm demeanor had broken and her voice wavered. She caught Remy's cheek in her palm, and brought her to face her.
"I-I-I'm going to die." Remy stuttered. She didn't know why she felt the urge to convince Allison of that. But she was scooting backward from her. Even though everything in her was screaming to go back to her and hug her tight. Brush her tears away, and kiss her and tell her that she loved her so much.
"I know. I. Don't. Care. I love you." Remy fell off the edge of the bed. Tears shining in her eyes.
"I love you too, and that's exactly why I don't want to hurt you." Remy stumbled to her feet. Biting her lip painfully hard, to again keep it from quivering.
"You are not seriously doing this to me." Allison yelled. Crawling off of the bed. "Not now.." She touched Remy's sweater, bunching the material of it in her hand. The brunette stumbled backward and out the doorway. Closing it in front of her. Leaning heavily against it.
"I love you." She said through the door, all the fight seeping out of her voice.
"Rem... Open the door. We can talk about this." Allison leaned against the other side.
"I can't open the door. I can't have you looking at me while we talk. Okay, just let me stay on my side of the door o-okay?" Remy rested her forehead against the door. Not knowing that Allison was resting at the exact same spot on the other side.
"Okay." A small chuckle broke through Allison's silent tears. "Rem. This is stupid. I've already told you, I don't care. It would hurt now if you left, more than later, if you're taken from me, and that won't be for awhile. The drug trial remember? You have treatment Friday. Dammit Remy, don't do this to me." Allison hit the door with her balled fist. Remy felt her heart break at the desperation in Allison's voice.
"Allison, god, I'm an idiot." Remy shoved the door open, against it's will with the blonde resting against the other side.
"Yes you are." Allison agreed, instantly clinging to the younger woman.
"I was just, I wanted to protect you from getting hurt, and this happened, which as you can see means I'm not very good at stopping hurt. Cause you're crying." Remy wiped the tears from her cheek. "Just, I don't want you to go through what my dad went through, okay?" Allison shook her head in the affirmative. Rubbing her eyes to banish the remnants of tears.
"Medicine changes everyday." She said, leaning in to kiss Remy. Grateful when the younger doctor let her. Happy when she deepened it. Ecstatic when she was being shoved against the bed, and she felt Remy's knees against her hips.
"Was that our first fight?" Remy asked out of breath, with flushed cheeks.
"I think so." Allison said, wrapping her arms, around the younger woman's neck and pulling her down to her lips. "Can we get to the making up now?" Allison asked against Remy's lips, suggestively shimming her hips.
"Mm, I've never had makeup sex before." Remy replied, traveling down the petite blonde's jawline as she spoke. Coming to her throbbing pulse point, which she promptly bit. Running circles around the mark. Allison let out a small mewl-like noise in response. Her hands somehow finding and gripping the back of Remy's thighs without thinking. Attempting to bring her down and closer. Just closer. Closer.
At the small squeeze of encouragement a devilish idea popped into Remy's head. She suckled on the spot of soft flesh on Allison's neck without pause, with a small bite before releasing it. Good luck covering that up. She thought, as a bright red angry love bite began to form on her lovers flawless neck. A small flare of pride went off in her stomach when Remy saw her mark on her girlfriend.
"Rem." Allison let the name slip from her lips, while her hands slid up the younger woman's legs, to grip her behind. Sliding around to her front, tugging at her belt loops. Fiddling with her button and fly, shoving her slacks off. Before moving again to shove her sweater off in one smooth motion. She then let her hands slide up the back of her tight undershirt, in search of a bra. While the two were still attached at the lips.
Her eyes snapped open when she didn't find the garment she was looking for.
"You're not..." Allison trailed off.
"Wearing a bra? I know." Remy smirked, and Allison could feel it against her lips. She then let her hands slid from her girlfriend's muscular back, to her front. Confirming it, and cupping those perky breasts in her hands. Feeling taut nipples against her palms.
"You didn't... All day?" Allison asked Remy, who seemed a little.. preoccupied, by those warm hands that had almost of their own accord began to massage her breasts.
"Uh-uh, Alli-Allisonn." Remy groaned out unable to firmly hold onto her words when she felt Allison's knee firmly press against her center. While those quick fingers started teasing her nipples.
At that moment things weren't very fair. So Remy attempted to even them, tugging at Allison's tee-shirt, attempting to get it over her head. A difficult task with her lying on her back. Remy's weight on top of her. She flipped the two. Finally shoving it off. Only to find she wasn't the only one that had gone without a bra. She let out a little 'ah-ha' at the discovery. Allison rose her eyebrows before leaning into find Remy's lips.
Leaving a trail of hot open mouth kisses down her. Shoving the thin material of her undershirt out of the way with much more success that Remy. She let her trail curl up and around one of her breasts. Kisses becoming lighter the closer she got to the bright pink tight nipple. She kissed right around the edge of it, before moving sharply to the next one. Her hair tickling the extremely sensitive nub as she did. Earning a groan from Remy.
The other nipple she put to the same torture, before finally closing her lips over it, flicking her tongue over the the tight little nub. Nipping and sucking before moving to the next. Fingers drawing little patterns on a bare thigh.
"Allison." Remy groaned, out when she felt fingers sliding up her inner thigh. The blonde slid down between her lovers legs. Running her tongue over her moist panties. Remy's hips bucked at the attention and she moaned.
Allison took that as encouragement and tugged the annoying garment out of the way. Leaving her girlfriend completely naked.
She slid two fingers into her to the knuckle. Not even knowing she was moaning with Remy while she started up a steady rhythm, slow at first, but quickly picking up speed in time with Remy's hips, as they pressed into her. Needing more. Needing Allison.
She brushed her thumb over Remy's swollen clit. Which got Remy's incoherent moans to turn into breathy gasps of 'Allison, Allison!' Getting the blonde wetter by the second with each groan, moan, scream and whimper for more, and just in pleasure of what she was already giving her.
She pressed down on Remy's clit again with her thumb. Her free hand sliding up to find a nipple, and rolling it between her fingers. Which were wet with Remy's arousal. Hearing her girlfriend's moans of pleasure, and feeling wet go to slick, and then slippery around her fingers while her walls tightened. It made her heart pick up, and all of her pulse seemed to go between her legs.
Allison then, at the encouragement of Remy's hand in her hair, closed her mouth over her lover's clit suckling loosely. Her tongue teasing it, and as if that was the last bit of encouragement Remy needed she spasmed around Allison's digits. She curled her fingers up into the brunette as she her orgasm as best she could.
When she felt Remy go slack around her she. She pulled out of her. Crawling up the bed next to her, and resting her head on her shoulder. Remy rolled onto her side, a smile unfurling on her already satisfied face.
Allison rose her brows, and Remy pulled Allison's hand up by the wrist. Spreading her fingers and licking every one.
It sent a particularly needy throb to Allison's core. She closed her eyes, and let out a breathy moan. The muscles in her thighs clenching. Then Remy's lips were on hers. Tongue trailing over the part between her lips. Forcing them open. Rolling against Allison's. It was amazing tasting Remy, on Remy's tongue. Really all she tasted right now was Remy. On her lips, her own tongue Remy's tongue. It was amazingly overwhelming.
She gasped when she felt the hand that Remy had taken from her, and licked clean, pressed to her own breast. Making her squeeze. Remy's hand pressed over hers. She felt her breast, and she felt her hand, and god she felt Remy's hand on her other breast. Fingers, and she couldn't even tell if they were hers anymore, were lightly brushing her nipples in slow circles.
"Rem." She gasped, she looked up at the brunette. When did she get on her back? She found her sparkling gray eyes, held them as she moaned when Remy's fingers slid into her. Pumping slowly, at an uneven rate, and getting her gasping.
"Remy!" She cried out loudly when she felt a third finger enter her. Remy's thumb flicking her clit back and forth.
Her hips bucking needing release, and knowing that Remy might just drag it out, until she had her begging.
"Babe, babe, babebabe Remy!" Allison cried out, head falling back as she called to her lover. Whose fingers were up to the hilt in her, and curling in all different ways against her velvety walls. Making her come seeing stars.
"Rem..." Allison found something to grip on Remy, that being her arm, and pulled her to her. Wrapping her arm around her middle, and cuddling into her.
"I love you." Remy stated, kissing Allison on the forehead.
"I love you too." Allison replied. Tugging the blanket under them away. Wanting nothing more than to slip away totally satisfied, with her girlfriend. She nuzzled into one of her favorite places to be. That place right in the crook of Remy's neck. Her chin resting on a collarbone.
The two slipped off to a wonderful, well earned, needed, and wanted slumber.
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"Rem, there's someone at the door." Allison nudged her girlfriend.
"Who just comes knocking on someone's door at midnight?" Remy complained, rolling over, and burrowing into the sheets.
"Go find out." The blonde encouraged her still half asleep girlfriend. Jumping at another round of overly loud knocking.
"Why do I have to? Nobody comes to our apartment, they'll probably go away eventually." Remy tossed the blankets over her and Allison.
"I don't think they will, Rem." They then sat for almost five minutes in silence. Wherein Remy started to fall back asleep snuggled to Allison. But was jolted out of it by the knocking.
"God, okay, I'll go see." Remy knocked the blankets from her standing and stretching. "They deserve to have me answer the door naked after waking us up right?" Remy looked around the room.
"No trust me babe, that would be a reward." Allison gave her naked girlfriend a once over. Remy huffed, upset at the idea of having to put clothes on. But pulling a pair of boxers from her drawer along with her undershirt from earlier that she slipped on. Turning to Allison.
"Good enough?" She said just her tone letting the blonde know she wasn't happy about this.
"Bra." Allison commanded.
"Noooo." Remy groaned, crossing her arms over her chest. The loud knocking came again. "Coming!" Remy yelled in the direction of the door.
"Yes, Rem. You're perky." Allison teased. Poking her girlfriend in the stomach. Remy uncrossed her arms and looked down at herself frowning.
"It's cold!" She defended. Recrossing her arms. Allison giggled falling back against the bed. Her blanket which was previously covering her falling off. "You are too, it's cold."
"Exactly why you're wearing a bra." Allison pointed at her girlfriend. Who then promptly turned and left the room. "Hey! Remy." Allison called stumbling from their bed, bringing the throw blanket from the end of the bed with her. Then stopped dead at the doorway of their room. Hugging her blanket to her chest. While Remy stood at the front door which was open.
"Hello?" She leaned against the door, leaving it slightly closed, one hand on it. The other over her chest.
"Oh hello." A grumpy late-thirties guy replied laced with sarcasm. Remy hadn't the pleasure of meeting this neighbor yet.
"May I help you?" Remy asked letting her confusion seep into her tone.
"I just spent the last hour and a half trying to explain to my nine year-old daughter what all the screaming from the apartment above us was about." He stated, folding his arms over his chest agitatedly.
"That's nice..., and?" Remy knew where this was probably going.
"You're the apartment above us!" He yelled, stomping his foot. "Also I tried to explain why she saw you and the blonde one kissing the other day. That is not supposed to happen!" He was getting angrier by the second.
"What? When I was nine my dad had given me the whole birds and bees talk..." Remy was still playing dumb.
"Birds and bees! Not birds and birds or bees and bees!" His voice went higher and loucer with frustration and anger.
"If you want us to keep it down we could try, although when I moved in here they said nothing about a noise policy." She leaned heavier against the wall, apex of her thighs aching in a wonderful way.
"No, no, I don't want you and that other woman making my daughter think it's okay to walk around flaunting this. It's disgusting, and wrong." He stomped his foot again. Being out and her and Allison's rather, common, incidents of very much unappreciated PDA Remy was used to this kind of thing. This guy, a little round, and the way he stomped was almost comical. But it was getting irritating and annoying.
"For one, I love my girlfriend very much, and will flaunt her all I want, because I'm so lucky to have her. Two maybe if you didn't want your daughter to know about gays you shouldn't have moved into an apartment with a nice amount of gay clubs and bars around. Three, maybe you should complain to 8-B I can hear their lunch break sexcapades almost everyday I'm home. Oh wait that's you." Remy smiled and waved before closing the door, and sliding down it.
Allison turned from where she had stood at their doorway the whole time, and came to sit next to Remy, in nothing but a blanket.
"You're wonderful." She stated, leaning over to kiss her somewhat irritated girlfriend.
"Because I didn't hit him?" Remy asked, leaning her head onto Allison's bare shoulder.
"That and that just in general you're wonderful." Allison smiled, and kissed Remy again on the top of her head. Remy looked up at her and grinned, pushing the two of them flat on the ground. Causing Allison's blanket to slide and reveal her nakedness.
"Mm, I beg to argue. You're the wonderful one." Remy taking in the body under her, then placed a kiss right above Allison's navel, catching her eyes as she looked up. Then crawling up her, and kissing her on the lips.
A/N Yes they will indeed be having floor sex momentarily. So do you guys still hate me after I made them kiss (and a bit more) and makeup? I hope not, because I actually like this chapter a lot :)
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