Putting the Wheels in Motion

In the early morning sunlight, Lena gazes at the diamond ring on her left ring finger. Since Stef's proposal had been rather spontaneous, Lena had the opportunity to help pick out her engagement ring. She had tried to convince Stef that a diamond wasn't necessary, but the blonde woman had been impossibly insistent. Lena didn't mind in the end; she could often be caught admiring the ring like she was in this moment. Looking at it always seemed to bring her back to the moment two months ago when Stef had proposed.

"You know, in the hospital, I could hear everything you said to me." Stef tells Lena, taking her girlfriend's hands in hers. "I heard you say that you wanted to get married and grow old. And I didn't realize, until tonight, how desperately I wanted that too. I love you, Lena. I'm sorry that I let you walk out today. I shouldn't have. It has taken me twenty-six years to finally learn to accept who I am; and I never would have been able to do that without you - not fully. You complete me. The love I feel for you consumes my entire being." Still holding Lena's hand in hers, Stef drops to one knee in the damp sand. "Lena Elizabeth Adams, will you marry me?"

"Oh my god," Lena breathes, her free hand moving to cover her mouth in surprise. Was this really happening? "Oh my god." The curly haired woman repeats.

"Is that a yes?" Stef asks, the corner of mouth quirking nervously.

"Yes! Yes!" Lena practically shouts, tears of happiness flooding her eyes. With a brilliant smile, Stef jumps to her feet and wraps Lena into a tight hug.

"I love you so much," Stef says, pressing her pink lips against Lena's.

"I love you, too." Lena says, her slender fingers playing with Stef's short blonde hair at the back of her neck. Heart thumping in her chest, Stef once again captures Lena's lips with hers - this time with more passion and fire than before. Her hands go to Lena's waist, pulling the willowy woman's body against hers as their kiss intensifies. Lena's hands go to the zipper of Stef's sweatshirt, pushing it off her shoulders and running her hands along Stef's bare arms. The curly haired woman's thumb grazes over one of Stef's nipples through her t-shirt - leaving her intentions crystal clear.

"Here? Are you sure?" Stef questions, breaking their kiss.

"Yes," Lena moans, unable to wait to remind Stef of her love for her. Passion igniting in her chest, Stef quickly lays her sweatshirt out on a patch of sand and gently lays Lena down. Kissing her long neck, Stef tangles her fingers into Lena's gorgeous curly hair. Lena's hands run up and down Stef's body, leaving a trail of burning fire behind them.

Not wanting to wait any long - and certainly not wanting to get caught - Stef hikes up Lena's long, flowing skirt and strokes her pussy through her lace panties. Lena moans into their kiss, relishing in the feeling of Stef touching her most sensitive spot for the first time in almost a month. She knew that Stef had needed to heal, but it had been so hard not to be physically intimate during this time. Spurred on by the wetness soaking into Lena's panties, Stef pushes them to the side and swiftly inserts two fingers into Lena's pussy.

"Oh, Stef!" Lena gasps as the sudden sensation as Stef pumps her fingers in and out of her slippery pussy. Stef presses her thumb against Lena's swollen clit, knowing exactly what to do to make her girlfriend - now, fiance - orgasm in no time. Massaging Lena's breast with her free hand, Stef breaks their kiss to focus on the movement of her hand below the curly haired woman's skirt.

"Stef, right there, fuck!" Lena gasps, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her whole body spasms in pleasure. While Lena comes down from her high, Stef brings her fingers to her mouth and sucks them clean.

"Oh, baby, that is so hot." Lena growls, slipping her hand beneath the waistband of Stef's jeans. "And you are already so wet." Lena says, playing with the wetness between Stef's thighs.

"Oh," Stef moans softly, resting her head on Lena's shoulder. Lena, with her skillful and slender fingers, knew exactly how to undo her. Gathering wetness from Stef's center, Lena runs circles around her swollen clit with her middle and index finger. Lena holds Stef closely as the blonde woman pants in pleasure.

"Don't stop," Stef's breath hitches as Lena's pace increases. "Oh!" Stef grunts, her whole body stiffening and then quaking against Lena as the curly haired woman holds her tightly.

"I love you, Stephanie Marie Foster." Lena says as she presses a gentle kiss to Stef's forehead.

"I love you too, soon-to-be Mrs. Adams Foster," Stef smiles as she snuggles into Lena's embrace.

"What do you think about teal? Or maybe lavender?" Lena asks her fiance as they enjoy a cup of coffee together at their kitchen table.

"For?" Stef asks, scanning the newspaper in front of her.

"For our wedding, silly!" Lena chuckles, taking the paper from Stef's hands. "There's so much to plan!"

"Hmmm," Stef thinks aloud as she clicks through a few sites that Lena has open on her laptop. "I like the teal." She says finally, giving her wife-to-be a peck on the cheek.

"Well, that's one thing settled." Lena says as she checks off one item of her very long wedding planning list.

"What's next, my love?" Stef asks, getting up to refill their coffee cups. It was a rare leisurely Saturday morning for the couple, and Stef didn't want to waste any of it.

"I guess we really need to decide on a date before we can find a venue." Lena says.

"Did you have something in mind?" Stef questions. "I'm sure you've been planning your wedding since you were in middle school." The blonde jokes, placing the newly filled cups of coffee onto the small kitchen table.

"And you didn't?" Lena asks her fiance.

"Not really." Stef admits. "It never really crossed my mind. I guess I never thought I would meet the right person."

"How do you feel about June?" Lena asks, pulling the shorter blonde woman onto her lap and gently kissing her neck.

"June would be nice," Stef says, checking her phone for the dates of the Saturdays in June of next year. "What about June thirteenth?"

"June thirteenth," Lena repeats, testing the sound of the date. "I like it." She smiles, nuzzling Stef's strong shoulder.

"It's a date," Stef winks.

"I cannot wait to be married to you." Lena says, stroking Stef's cheek with her thumb.

"I feel the same way, beautiful." Stef replies, leaning in to kiss the curly haired beauty. "But first we have to survive our engagement party tonight."

A/N: Don't forget to leave a suggestion for a honeymoon destination