"Ah Captain Asshat. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Amy said sarcastically after she opened the door to see Ron.
"I'm not fucking around. Where the fuck is Trish?" Ron barged past Amy and walked into her house.
"Dude!! Get out!"
"TRISH?!" Ron yelled throughout the house. Amy flinched at the volume of his voice and ran upstairs to her bedroom.
"Quick baby. Put some clothes on." Amy said as she closed the door. Trish nodded her head and threw on one of Amy's shirts. Amy looked over at her and smiled. "Damn." She said and Trish looked over at her. "You look good wearing my shirt." Trish blushed and ran over to Amy.
The bedroom door burst open and Ron barged in. Amy wrapped her arm around Trish protectively and held her close.
"Get the fuck out." Amy said. Trish clung to Amy tightly and teared up.
"Not without MY wife." Ron said angrily. He stomped over to the two women and grabbed Trish's wrist. He started pulling her out of the room and Trish struggled against him.
"Ron! Stop your hurting me!" Trish cried out in pain.
"Get the fuck off her!" Amy yelled. She ran after Ron. Trish grabbed Amy's hand and she was now sobbing. Amy's heart ached at the sight of Trish's pain and sadness and she felt herself getting more and more angry at Ron. She threw a punch at his nose and blood poured out of it.
Ron dropped Trish's wrist and Trish grabbed Amy and held her tightly. Amy wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and kissed the side of her head.
"Get the fuck out of my house." Amy said angrily, glaring at him.
"This isn't over bitch. I'll be back." Ron said before storming out of the house and driving away.
Trish buried her head in the crook of Amy's neck and sobbed her heart out. Amy held Trish close and tried to comfort her.
"Shhh. It's okay babe. I'm not gonna let him hurt you okay?" Amy said soothingly.
"I-I don't wanna g-go back with h-him." Trish choked out in between sobs.
"You don't have to, I'm here okay. I'll protect you." Amy kissed the side of her head again. Trish nodded her head and pulled away, giving Amy a quick kiss.
"Please don't cry baby. I don't like seeing you sad...and I don't like kissing you when your tears are on your lips because it tastes weird." Amy said trying to lighten the mood. It worked because Trish let out a small giggle. "Ahh I got a laugh out of you! Now what do you want to do today?"
"I don't know." Trish said as she wiped her tears. Amy sighed and laughed.
"Well it's up to you, so whenever your ready babe."
Trish laughed again and Amy held her face in her hands. She kissed Trish softly and pulled away with a laugh when Trish tried to deepen the kiss.
"Are you okay now?" Amy asked her, slightly concerned. Trish nodded her head and held onto Amy's hands.
"Can you promise me something?" Trish said quietly. "That you'll never let me go back with him."
"I'd never in a million years let that happen again. I've already lost you once and I'm not gonna let it happen again. Okay?"
Trish smiled and hugged her girlfriend.
"I love you." Trish said.
"I love you more."
"Not possible."
"Yeah it is." Amy said. Trish was about to say something but Amy pulled her in for a kiss. Trish smiled against Amy's lips and red head tangled her hand in the blondes hair. After a while, Amy finally pulled away smiling. "I'm gonna go take a shower."
"Can I come?" Trish asked with a grin.
"No, because then I'm not actually gonna get a shower." Amy said laughing. "Nice try though."
"Okay okay. Fine." Trish said. Amy detached herself from the blonde and walked into the bathroom, to get in the shower.
Trish tied her hair into a messy bun and walked downstairs. She made herself a coffee and sat down on the couch. The thought of being alone down there freaked her out, and she was scared Ron was gonna come back, so she turned on the tv.
Amy was angry at the fact that Ron almost took Trish. She couldn't risk losing her again, not after so long. She vowed to herself that she would protect Trish and not let anyone hurt her.
After a while, Amy stepped out of the shower and got dressed. She walked downstairs and sat down next to Trish, wrapping her arms around her.
Trish shrieked and dropped the cup of coffee to the floor and it smashed.
"Woah." Amy said.
"Shit. I thought he came back. S-Sorry."
"It's okay." Amy said kissing Trish's cheek. She stood up and cleaned up the mess on the floor before sitting back down. Amy wrapped her arms around Trish again and placed soft kisses to the flesh of her neck. Amy reaches her hand up to the bun in Trish's hair and pulled the hair tie out. Trish's hair fell down and Amy tangled her hand in it.
Trish chuckled softly and leaned against Amy.
"What's your obsession with my hair?" Trish asked with another chuckle.
"You just have nice hair." Amy admitted.
"Thank you."
"No problem."
Amy laced more kisses to Trish's flesh. Trish's face burned red and she whimpered quietly. The red head sucked on her pulse point and Trish let out a soft moan, and Amy smirked against her skin. Trish turned around and climbed into Amy's lap, pulling her into an achingly slow and passionate kiss.
Their tongues dueled hotly and Amy ran her hand up Trish's thigh. After a while, Amy pulled away and looked up at Trish who was still straddling her lap.
"Trish?"
"Yeah?"
"I promise I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you."
Trish smiled and placed gentle kisses all over Amy's face.
"I know. And I trust you with that. I love you. So much it hurts." Trish said.
"I love you too."
Trish giggled.
"Your so cute I love it." She said. Amy's eyes widened.
"I'm not cute."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm n-" Amy was cut off by Trish's lips brushing against her neck. Amy was trying hard to hold back a moan, so she tilted her head back against the couch. Trish cupped Amy's chin and kissed down her throat. Amy's breath hitched and it didn't go unnoticed by the blonde.
Trish pulled away chuckling and Amy lifted her head up confused.
"Why'd you stop?" Amy questioned. Trish shrugged, she had a devilish smirk on her face.
"I felt like it." She said.
"You evil woman." Amy said with a laugh.
"You love it."
"Sometimes."
Trish got off Amy and walked away.
"Where are you going?" Amy called after her.
"Upstairs." Trish said. She threw Amy a wink before disappearing upstairs. Amy got up almost immediately and followed the blonde. She just say made it through the bedroom door before Trish grabbed her and threw her on the bed and straddled her.
She attached her lips to Amy's neck again and began nipping, licking and sucking at any exposed flesh. Once there was nowhere else for her lips to travel she sat up and pulled Amy's shirt off. She threw it to the floor and reattached her lips to Amy's skin.
She continued her path down Amy's body and stopped at the top of one of Amy's breasts. She bit down and Amy arched her back into the sensation, letting out a guttural moan. Trish pulled back and ran her fingers over the mark she just created.
"Oops." She said. Amy lifted her head and looked at the mark. She chuckled softly.
"Trish. Keep going."
"Or what?"
Amy glared at her lover, but she wasn't very threatening in her current aroused state which made Trish laugh.
"Okay. Okay." Trish said. She wasted no time in removing the rest of Amy's clothes and ran her hands down her girlfriends body. Her hand stopped in between the redheads thighs and her fingers hovered over her clit.
"Please Trish."
Trish smirked and began moving her fingers in a circular motion. Amy bit her lip to surpress her moans and pulled Trish down to kiss her. Amy let out a loud moan when Trish applied more pressure.
"God I need you." Amy said in between moans. Trish smiled and entered Amy with two fingers, slowly thrusting. Amy arched her back again and bucked her hips to meet every thrust. Trish sped up her thrusting and kissed everywhere she could, nipping at the skin every once in a while to leave small marks.
She bit down on Amy's neck and Amy let out another loud moan. She sucked on the bite, to ease any pain she may have caused the other woman.
Trish began moving her thumb in circular motion on Amy's clit as well as thrusting, which made Amy's moans increase.
"Fuck Trish." Amy moaned. Trish kissed her passionately and their tongues battled against one anothers. They both knew Amy was close, so Trish sped up her thrusting and soon after Amy went over the edge moaning her lovers name. "Oh my fucking god."
"Was that good or?" Trish asked nervously.
"Are you fucking kidding me? That was amazing..!"
Trish smiled and climbed off her girlfriend. She placed a gentle kiss to her lips before disappearing into the bathroom.