Once Upon a Time...
Mickie rubbed her eyes as she woke up, gazing over at the blonde laying next to her on the couch. How peaceful she looked as she slept there. Her eyes averted to the window for a bit, then back at Trish, watching the sunlight dance across her skin. She bit her lip, sliding out of Trish's arms as she walked over, closing the curtain some, she didn't want the light to interrupt Trish's sleep of course. She walked quietly into the kitchen, starting breakfast. Trish had said earlier the previous night that she planned on them bonding today, she didn't want them bonding on an empty stomach of course. She grinned a bit, hearing her turn on couch. She plated the food, then poured them each something to drink. Trish rubbed her eyes, her heart sinking as she looked around. "Mi- Mickie!" She cried out. Mickie darted out the kitchen and lept on the couch, wrapping her arms tightly around the blonde. "Shhh Trish, It's okay.. I'm still here." she whispered, kissing her cheek. Of course Mickie wouldn't leave her, Trish knew that..okay so well maybe she was more bordering on hoping Mickie wouldn't. "Okay, I woke up and you weren't there next to me so I figured you had left." Trish whispered. Mickie smirked as she shook her head. "I can't ever leave..not like I would want to anyways. Have you any idea how long I've been waiting for you?" she asked, leaning closer as she captured Trish's soft lips with her own. Mickie yelped a bit as Trish pushed her against the couch, climbing in her lap as she placed her hands on both sides of Mickie's neck, kissing her rougher, her tongue sliding in Mickie's mouth as she angled her head better, her hands moving from Mickie's neck, down her sides slowly. Mickie pulled away, resting her head against Trish's shoulder as she sighed contently. "I made us breakfast.. so we could not be hungry during bonding time." She grinned, pressing her lips against the blondes shoulder as she leaned back, smiling at her. Trish got off, fixing her hair as she walked over, grabbing their stuff and putting it on the table infront of the couch. Mickie slid down, sitting on the floor after Trish sat down. They both ate quietly. Mickie's insides tingled the entire time she sat there by Trish, it was all still new to her..being this way with her. Trish got up, putting both their plates away as she walked over, pulling Mickie up as she swept her off her feet, carrying her upstairs and setting her in the bed. She shifted around in her closet til she found the thick picture book she had made a few years back. She walked over sitting next to Mickie as she opened it, placing half in her lap and half in Mickie's. She pointed to the first picture in the album, the one where Mickie was handing her back her championship belt. "I still remember that." Trish added, Mickie smirked, nodding. "Me too.. I was so excited to help you then I got to meet you afterwards. That made my entire life right there." she added, turning the page, looking at the other pictures for a bit before stopping on the one where she was holding the towel out for Trish. "Ohhh and I definitely remember that." she bit her lip, looking over at Trish, her eyes moving down a bit then back up at Trish's face as she smiled shyly, looking back down. "You know I really did like smile once you left out the bathroom." She chuckled. Everyone always told her she had a nice body and well, it sounded even better coming from Mickie's mouth that she had nice boobs. Trish leaned over, pressing her lips to Mickie's ear. "Do you still think I have nice boobs?" She asked, grinning as she looked down. Mickie nodded. "You did...but I haven't seen them in quite awhile." She stated, biting her lip hard. Trish put the book down, standing up as she slid her fingers at the bottom of her shirt, lifting it up, over her head as she set it on the bed. Mickie watched her intently, her eyes gazing at Trish's body. "Care to help me with this..?" Trish quirked an eyebrow. Mickie nodded quickly, standing up as she moved closer to the blonde, undoing the clasps on the back of her bra. Mickie stepped back, sitting on the edge of the bed as she watched again. Trish's hands moved to her bra, sliding it off, brushing her hands over her breasts as she looked at Mickie. "Well, what do you think?" She asked. Mickie's breath hitched in her throat as she watched Trish move closer to herself on the bed. "I.. you.. Wow." She stated, feeling Trish's hands grab ahold of hers, placing them against her breasts as she made Mickie's hands squeeze down on them. Trish dropped her hands, placing them on Mickie's cheeks as she felt Mickie's hands squeezing harder on her breasts. Funny, they seemed to not ache anymore once Mickie touched them. She didn't even notice they were hurting before. Mickie dropped her hands, looking down as she took a deep breath. Okay well, that was fun but god Trish had always been such a tease. Mickie's whole body ached to be closer to Trish. Trish pulled Mickie up, laying on the bed some as she pulled Mickie ontop of herself, pulling her closer. "Kiss them." she ordered. Mickie's eyes widened a bit, leaning down as she angled her head, kissing across each one of her breast. Trish's hand rested on the back of Mickie's head as she smiled, closing her eyes. "Bite my right nipple.." She stated simply, Okay..so maybe this whole Mickie not being able to tell her no thing could really work out to Trish's advantage. Mickie's teeth grazed over Trish's nipple, biting down onto it. Trish moaned softly. "Yeah sweetie, just like that...again, but harder this time.. I won't break, I promise." She grinned, opening her eyes as she felt Mickie's teeth biting down onto her nipple harder. Trish's body trembled a bit as Mickie bit even harder against her nipple. Mickie jumped up suddenly, hearing a knock on the door. She looked down at the blonde. "Were you expecting someone today?" She asked quietly. Trish grinned and nodded. "The man with my divorce papers." She stated, pushing Mickie off her gently. "Stay up here.. I don't want him being suspicious or anything sweetie." She pulled her top back on, pressing down on her nipples a bit towhere they weren't as hard as earlier as she sat down. Mickie turned the radio on low, flipping the channels til she hit a song she liked, starting to sing along, knowing the guy and Trish couldn't hear her down stairs. "How you choose to express yourself, it's all your own and I can tell it comes naturally, it comes naturally. You follow what you feel inside. It's intuitive, you don't have to try. It comes naturally, mmmm it comes naturally. And it takes my breath away, What you do, so naturally." She lept onto the bed, snuggling her face against the sheets for a bit as the music played, sitting up and singing a bit more. "You are the thunder and I am the lightning and I love the way you know who you are, and to me it's exciting. When you know it's meant to be, everything comes naturally, it comes naturally. When you're with me, baby. Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally. Bay bay baby." She moved her body back and forth as she sat there on the bed. "You have a way of moving me. A force of nature, your energy. It comes naturally, you know it does. It comes naturally. Mmmm yeah. And it takes my breath away, everytime. What you do, so naturally." She got up, turning the radio off as she heard arguing downstairs. She couldn't help herself, she couldn't stay upstairs. She walked down the stairs quietly, listening to Trish on the phone, looking at the man with the papers. "Yes you will sign them Ron, I won't stay married to you.. no I wont." She said. Ron grunted. "You were fine with me before she came back into your life Patricia, you are staying married to me, you little.. I'll snap her psychotic neck, so help me I will." He growled. "You step one foot around me and Mickie's house.. I will have you thrown in jail." She shot back, hanging up as she sat down, taking the pen the man gave her and signing her name, nice and big on the line there so it was easily visible. She grinned and told him thank you as he left. Mickie walked the rest of the way down the stairs and out into the open. "I don't mean to make things hard on you." Mickie stated softly. Trish shook her head as she walked over and pulled Trish to the couch, pulling her down next to her as she hugged her gently. "Don't think that way sweetie, I came back for you.. not the other way around, though I'm sure you tried to come find me..." She chuckled. Mickie bit her lip hard, she did try her hardest to try and find where Trish moved to when she retired, she kept getting hung up on all the time. "We should probably go get some rest babe.." Trish poked at Mickie's side gently as she smiled. "We have a huge day ahead of us tomorrow, I'm planning on taking you out and doing lots of things together. I hope you wont mind." she added as she stood up, taking Mickie's hand as Mickie got up. "I wont mind, I love spending time with you love." Mickie smirked, walking up the stairs with Trish as she went back to the bedroom. Did Trish call this place, her and Mickie's house? Mickie's stomach fluttered a bit more as she sat down on the bed, watching Trish get dressed and tossing her some boy cut panties and a spagehetti strapped night shirt. Mickie changed, crawling into bed next to Trish as Trish covered them up. Mickie's arms wrapped around the blonde tightly as she looked up, feeling Trish's lips capturing her own. "I love you so much Mickie." she said, her fingers running up and down Mickie's cheek. A soft smile spread across Mickie's face. "I love you too Trish." she added, snuggling her face against her chest as she closed her eyes, feeling Trish's fingers in her hair as she soon drifted off to sleep, followed by Trish. In all honesty, neither of them could wait for tomorrow. They were both equally excited.