"Bianshay by Request"

So you guys don't want drama you just want sex. Well, you know I can do that!

I wonder who requested this fanfic and aren't you glad that someone did!

Rated M for Mature Content.

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But will Lindsey concede?

Or will Lindsey try to spread doubt about these impending nuptials?

She picks up her phone noticing the cracks across Bianca's face. She smiles kind of sinisterly because this has to be a sign! A sign that there are cracks in Bianshay and maybe just maybe she can be the one to deepen them…

Chapter 28: Happy New Year?

Bianca POV

I wake up on top of Shay, the two of us having christened her couch as an engaged couple. We'll have to get up soon to get ready for our first New Year's Eve celebration together but as I prop myself up with my elbow on the pillow and my head nestled in my hand, I really don't have the heart to wake her. She's sleeping so soundly with a slight smile on her face like she's having the best dream ever and I better be in that dream with her! I giggle to myself…

I can't help studying her body, her face while thinking back to when we first met. My initial reaction to her was one of admiration. What a beautiful girl. She was shy back then and so sweet, I mean, she still is but there was this innocence about her. Emily was her break out role and there I was to share so many firsts with her as Maya…

There was something immediate happening between us. I know she felt it too but I'm pretty sure she felt it first. I'm kind of guarded when it comes to my personal life and I'm the consummate professional on set. I don't really make friends with the people I work with but there is always a mutual respect and genuine feeling of appreciation for the opportunities I've been blessed with. I'm drawn back to this beautiful creature lying under me when she makes a slight squeaky noise with her breathing through her nose…

I carefully pick up a strand of hair that has fallen across her face making her nose scrunch up from the tickling sensation and place it with the rest of her gorgeous long locks. I go back to our time on 'Pretty Little Liars', I didn't want to love her. It wasn't appropriate but she made it so difficult not too. I could feel her eyes upon me at the table reads, at rehearsal, and even in character I knew she was looking at me as Shay, not Emily. And I have to admit that I, too, strayed from character and let Bianca look into her eyes so she wouldn't feel so alone with her emotions. Never would I ever have imagined falling in love with a woman and I'm sure the same went for her. But, we just couldn't deny those feelings once our characters love lives heated up, because that's when ours heated up as well…

It's a shame Maya was let go from the show. I'd like to have hope that she will somehow come back to claim her lovers heart but I'm not the writer and I'm not sure the powers that be feel the same way about Emaya the way Shay and I do. But what does it matter anyway, Maya got the girl in the end, didn't she? I'm sure the fans are freaking out about a love affair between Shay and I, I'm just glad to give the Emayans the happy ending I'm sure they'll feel they had stolen from them.

I kiss her lips softly, not wanting to wake her just yet. But I see I gave her a chill as goosebumps appear all over her body and her beautiful darkened nipples rise. I bite my bottom lip in an attempt to restrain myself from starting something that will keep us on this couch and forget about us celebrating our first New Years together. But I'm weak. I slide my hand across her belly gently caressing her caramel skin to just under her breast. I hold it underneath and let my thumb awaken her through her senses…

She's firm, very firm and I can't help but, "Mmmm," my delight.

She stretches popping her chest towards me making my eyes widen and my tongue trace my lips. My hand keeps her secured while by thumb dictates my intent.

"Hey," she says with a delicious smile.

"Hey," I say still stroking her.

"What are you doing?" she smiles even more deliciously.

"Just enjoying the view, and you?" I pop an eyebrow up like I'm just hangin'.

She puts her hand on my thigh, "I'm just enjoying the feelings flowing through me from your delicate touch."

"Should I continue?" I ask already knowing her response.

"Oh B, you better," she grabs my lips with hers.

My hand squeezes her while my thumb and forefinger massage her and now those squeaky noises are emanating from her mouth making me move a bit more aggressively, much to her enjoyment.

Her lips sneak to my earlobe and whisper, "I love how you wake me. I hope you won't stop doing that just cuz we're married."

"Married. Wow. We're getting married," I say almost disbelievingly.

"Is everything all right?" she looks at me concerned.

"It's more than all right baby, we're getting married."

I secure myself over her thrusting against her, making love to my soon to be wife. Yet my thoughts are inundated with images of Pretty Little Liars. These thoughts consume my brain for a moment with the realization that no matter what happens on the show, they're the ones who lost and I'm the one who won. Unfortunately Maya won't get her happily ever after however, I already have mine…

New Year's Eve night…

We get ready in separate rooms otherwise we'd never get ready. We have reservations at a high end eatery and I guess it's our coming out as well. She wants this more than I do. I, quite frankly would rather stay home wearing a pair of sweats drinking champagne while watching ABC's New Year's Rockin' Eve. What can I say, I'm a homebody. But, she wants this so I want this for her…

"B, are you almost ready?" she calls from her bedroom.

"Ahh, yeah. Does this mean you're ready before me?" I call back because that's never happened before!

A few minutes later I walk out of my bedroom, I call it my bedroom because all my stuff is in there, though I will mainly be sleeping in her bed which, I guess, is now our bed.

And when I step out of my room I'm greeted by the most exquisite vision you could ever imagine. Her hair styled full and wavy, her make up very fitting for an evening out especially those long luscious eyelashes and thickened eyeliner making her eyes the focal point of her beauty. Her black dress clings to her fit toned body, her legs glistening right down to her black pumps. If I wasn't already fucking her I'd be thinking I'd like to fuck her…

"Baby, you look incredible. Everyone is going to want to kiss you at midnight."

"Well, I already have my lips promised to someone," she dips her head slightly as she sways towards me.

"And that someone is very lucky," I eye sex her, making her do that cute thing she does…blush.

"You look amazing, you know," she says to me. "I love you no matter what you're wearing or not wearing but I'm especially turned on by short dresses, exposing your sexy thighs and toned arms. You've got guns that every girl wants to touch but they better watch themselves around me."

She reaches for my hand, "Oh yeah,"

"Yeah, and damn those heels on you, I'm almost reconsidering going out," she narrows her eyes.

"Oh no. You made me get dressed up so we're going out," I pull her close to me.

"I love your eyes like that, green is definitely your color," she kisses me tenderly. "That dress matches your eyes perfectly too. It's gonna be tough for me to keep my hands from loving you in front of everyone."

"Well, let's leave the lovin' for home. We'll make our dinner appearance and maybe we'll have time to get in our sweats and watch the ball drop at home," I laugh.

"You are too funny! But maybe that's not such a bad idea."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really, so let's get out of here so we can both have what we want on New Year's," she kisses the tip of my nose and leads me down the stairs.

"So are you tweeting our evening to share with those who are thrilled for us and not so thrilled for us?" I ask fully anticipating a reaction.

"You mean Lindsey. Let's not let what she might or might not do affect tonight."

"You're right. I just can't shake this feeling."

When we reach the bottom of the stairs she turns to me and says, "The only feeling that matters is the feeling we have when we're together."

She makes me smile, "You're right. No one, not even Lindsey, can touch that feeling."

Arriving at the Eatery…

"So did you tweet to the world where we are?" I ask rolling my eyes.

"I tweeted that we're out celebrating. It's the paparazzi that will give away our location," she shrugs.

"True. I suppose social media will always interfere."

"Does it bother you that I tweet about us?" she asks with genuine concern for my feelings.

"No. If it makes you happy then it makes me happy," I tap her nose lightly with my index finger.

Our driver opens the door and out we step into the world of flashing lights and everyone knowing our business…

But I'm pleasantly surprised at how supportive everyone is being even though there's some shoving to get a shot of us. We appease the media for a few minutes before we are ushered into the restaurant for our five star meals. I have to say I'm famished after our afternoon love making sessions. So I savor every bit of delicious food placed in front of me while savoring every bit of my future sitting across from me…

Our waiter pours us each a glass of wine and when he departs, we cheer to us.

"B?"

"Yeah baby?"

"I'd like to make a toast."

"The floor is yours."

We hold up our glasses and she says, "To us. To our love. To our future. To the rest of our lives together. I love you."

I tilt my head smiling at my beautiful baby. We clink glasses and sip all the while looking directly into one another's eyes. We have a connection that can't be broken by anything or anyone.

"Well, well, well, look at the happy couple."

I choke on my last sip while Shay's eyes open wider than I've ever seen before. This can't be happening. But it is!

"Lindsey, what are you doing here?" Shay asks with a fake smile which makes me smile for real.

"I had reservations ages ago with my friend, he's over there," she waves.

"Why didn't you bring your boyfriend over and introduce him?" I ask the obvious question.

"Oh, he's not my boyfriend." No shit. I 'smirk' smile.

"Well, happy New Year Lindsey," Shay remains cordial.

"Thanks and I just wanted to say congratulations to the both of you in person. I really am happy for you."

Then why are you gritting your teeth? This girl is unbelievable!

"Well, I'll leave you two to your celebration."

"Lindsey, thank you so much," Shay gets up to give her a hug and she has the nerve to rest her head on her shoulder and caress her back right in front of me. But if she thinks she's getting a rise out of me she's sorely mistaken.

Instead, I raise my glass to her and take a sip of my wine, a really long sip.

"Well, have a great night," she finally leaves and Shay catches me rolling my eyes.

"I saw that."

"Oh yeah. So, what're you gonna do about it?" I challenge her.

"I'll take care of it when we get home," she sips.

"I look forward to it," I sip.

The evening continues on a high note with us enjoying our dessert, an amazing chocolate lava cake. Sex oozes with each forkful of this chocolate delicacy making me anxious to leave this place!

But I can't let it go, I have to say something, "You know it's not a coincidence that she's here, right?"

"Probably not but who cares."

"I guess I do. It's stalkerish and I don't get a good vibe from it."

"Bianca, she's harmless. I promise you."

"Fine. But at some point you're going back to work with her and you're gonna have to pretend to fall in love with her character."

"Well then you'll be treated to an Emmy worthy performance," she smiles.

I laugh, "Oh, you are something else, you know that?"

"Yeah, I think I do," she lashes me up and down.

"It's getting late. Why don't we head back so we can get comfy and watch the ball drop."

"Yeah. I think I'm ready. Let's go."

Of course I have to look Lindsey's way when we leave and I can tell she's none too happy which makes me really happy. I know, I'm an awful person and I'm so not like that but damn, this girl is not to be trusted…

"Hey, B, I'm gonna hit the ladies before we go, okay?"

"Sure, I'll have the driver pull the car up," we kiss.

Shay POV

I'm drying my hands and checking my make up when I see her in the mirror.

"Lindsey, what's going on?"

"Just needed a bathroom break is all."

"Well, then, I'll leave you to it," I turn around attempting to walk passed her but she blocks my way and funny, I half expected her to do that.

"Shay, can I just have a minute?"

"Lindsey…"

"Shay please."

"What," I say sounding and looking rather annoyed.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"What do you mean?" I furrow my brow.

"You and Bianca getting married? It's so out of nowhere."

"No, actually it's not. There's something between us that I'll never have with anyone else."

"How do you know?"

"Lindsey, when you find that person, you'll know too."

"But I have."

"You have? That's great! It's that guy isn't it! I'm so happy for you," I say with such relief that I hug her.

And when I pull away, she kisses me, shocking me into a no reaction until my senses return and I push her away!

"What the fuck was that!" I'm furious!

"The truth."

"What?"

"Shay, I don't think Bianca is the one."

"Lindsey, I'm in shock that's the only reason I didn't react and if you do that again, I'll clock you."

"I don't think you will."

"You're right, I won't. I don't hit people I feel sorry for," I walk away disgusted by someone I thought could be a friend but Bianca was right. She's trouble.

I rush out to the lobby where Bianca is waiting for me. She senses my distress.

"Is everything all right?" she asks so caringly.

"I'll tell you later, let's just get outta here."

"Sounds good to me."

Bianca POV

It's a quiet ride home. I'm not sure if I should push for her to tell me what happened but she was so happy before that I have to…

"Baby, what happened? And don't say nothing because I know it's something."

She sighs, "I'll tell you but you have to stay calm."

"When you start like that, how can I be?"

"Just promise me."

"Fine, I promise to stay calm."

"When I went to the Ladies Room Lindsey followed me…"

"You seriously want me to remain calm!"

"Bianca, please. She stopped me from leaving."

I'm seething.

"She said we're not going to work out and then…"

"And then…"

"She kissed me."

"She kissed you."

"I freaked. I told her she's no friend of mine if she can't accept my happiness with you."

I'm still seething.

"And I sort of threatened to beat her up."

I lean away from her, sizing her up, not realizing she had it in her, but I have to admit I really love my girl right now!

"What did she do?"

"She challenged what I said and I told her I don't hit people I feel sorry for."

I let out a jolly laugh, "That's my girl."

"Bianca, this is our night. I don't want that to ruin it."

I wrap my arms around her, "Oh baby, nothing could ruin tonight not even Lindsey's lame attempt to ruin it."

"I love you so much."

"I know baby. Let's just go home and get out of these clothes and watch the ball drop in our sweats."

"I'd like that. Seriously, I'd really like that."

"Whatever happens tonight happens. No pressure. It's just you and me."

We kiss and she rests her head on my shoulder the rest of the drive home. I have a bad feeling about that girl. But I'm not going to give into those feelings. That's just what she wants but I won't go there. My love for Shay and her love for me will withstand any ridiculousness she tries. I have to admit, I'm with Shay on this, I feel sorry for her…

Narrator POV

Lindsay walks home alone, a feeling she has grown accustomed to. She thinks about what happened at the restaurant and she knows the road ahead will be a difficult one traveled. But that won't stop her once filming on 'Pretty Little Liars' commences. She's still going to try to get Shay to realize Bianca isn't the one and she knows it's not going to be easy. But love never is…

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To Be Continued…

Getting comfy in their sweats, champagne, the ball dropping, getting comfy out of their sweats making love...everything you want for Bianshay.