Title: Now or Never
Author: dagnabit87
Show: Rookie Blue
Pairing: Gaily/Holly
Rating: Pg-13/T
Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue or any or the Characters. They of course belong to the creators. I am using said characters to create my own little spin on the Rookie Blue world.
Now or Never
Chapter Eight
'I need sex.' Traci's eyes widen her eyebrows disappearing into her hairline as she puffs out her cheeks. This is the last thing she would ever expect to hear from Gail Peck. The blonde isn't exactly a sharer so having her arrive in her office, plonk herself down in the chair opposite her desk and divulge that sort of information is completely unexpected.
'Okay.' Traci drawls out as she puts down her pen and closes the case file in front of her. 'Anything else to add?' Traci asks as Gail pulls out a half-eaten packet of cheesy puffs from her jacket pocket and begins to unceremoniously stuff them into her mouth.
'Nah.' Gail says shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly but steadfast refusing to make eye contact with the detective. 'So what are you up to today? Any good cases you could use any help with?' Traci shakes her head trying to understand what the hell's going on. Gail has always been reliably unpredictable and today the blonde appears to be suffering from an extreme case of 'pin ball brain.'
'No cases, sorry.' Traci leans forward resting her forearms on the desk as she watches Gail closely, she's no longer placing the crisps into her mouth she's now just appears to be throwing them in the general vicinity hoping that they reach their target. The detective smirks when one cheesy puff misses its target and hits the blonde on the chin tumbling to the floor. Traci allows her gaze to wander. Gail's knee is bouncing haphazardly up and down, she gnaws at her bottom lip with some ferocity and her face is twisted into an uncomfortable grimace. The last thing is pretty usual for Gail but when mixed with the other two tell-tale signs of frustration or anxiety Traci can see that there is clearly something wrong. 'So….about this sex that you need…'
'It doesn't matter.' Gail throws her hand up flippantly. 'Forget I said anything.'
'Right.' Traci sits back in her seat and waits for Gail to make her next move. The seconds tick by and the level of intensity in the room grows as Gail continues to look around the detective's office picking up the odds and ends that litter Traci's desk as she inspects them closely. 'If you need to talk you know I'm here right Gail?' Traci finally breaks when she realises that Gail isn't going to.
'I know.' Gail shrugs. 'But that's not why I'm here.' Blue eyes finally meet brown and Traci fights to hold in the smirk that's threatening to break free. So this is what a sexually frustrated Gail looks like.
'So then why are you here?' Traci pushes a little. 'Because as much as I'm enjoying this uncomfortable silence if you don't need me then I'm kind of busy….'
'Oh fine then.' Gail throws her arms up in the air dramatically signalling her defeat. 'You got me. I'm frustrated, Nash!'
Traci internally pats herself on the back for knowing exactly which buttons to press to get Gail to fold. 'Frustrated?'
'Yes, frustrated.' Gail grips the arms of the chair tightly her knuckles turning white under the pressure. 'Have you seen my girlfriend? She's gorgeous. She's got this movie star hair and that smile, God her smile is just…' Gail trails off.
'And her legs.' Traci teases. 'Don't forget the legs.'
'How could I forget the legs?' Gail sighs in irritation as she looks at Traci her expression the epitome of frustration. 'What I wouldn't give to have those legs wrapped around my waist.' The blonde's eyes glaze over as her mind drifts off into Holly land and Traci begins to feel a little uncomfortable.
'You okay Gail?' Traci asks as the blonde falls into a trance.
'Shit sorry, got distracted.' Gail's says her cheeks tinged with a red glow. 'Holly is so beautiful. I mean you've seen her.' Traci nods in affirmation. 'No one wears a dress like she does. But you should see what's going on underneath the dress.' Traci's eyes widen in panic. 'She has this purple bra that-'
'Okay stop!' Traci commands holding her palm up in front of her stopping Gail in her tracks. 'You know I'm happy to help you with anything Peck but sometimes people can over share and this,' she signals between the two of them, 'is the definition of an overshare.'
'Sorry.' Gail mutters realising that she has gone into overdrive and that Traci's right. There are some things that you don't need to share with your friend stroke brother's girlfriend type person and how magnificent your own girlfriend looks in her purple bra is one of those things.
'So you have a hot girlfriend.' Traci informs Gail who proceeds to give the detective a 'duh' look. 'You're hot.' Traci says waving her hand in the air in a blasé fashion. 'So what's the problem?'
Gail huffs. 'I don't want to rush things with her.' The blonde pinches the bridge of her nose between her thumb and fore finger before looking back at Traci. 'It's really, really hard.'
'So you haven't done anything?' Traci asks dumbfounded. Gail isn't an overtly sexual person but in the time that Traci has known her Gail has always been somebody who went for what she wanted.
'Second base.'
'I don't get you two.' Traci leans forward in her chair surprised smile etched across her features.
'Continue.'
'You two have been dancing around each other for what? Like a year now.' Traci's exasperation is clear to see.
'I need to do this right, Trace.' Gail tries hopelessly to reason. 'But, I want to be with her so much.'
'Does Holly want to wait as well?' Traci asks rolling her eyes when Gail shakes her head. 'So go for it!'
'Traci!' Gail shrieks.
'I'm serious. Go and get your end away.' Gail falls about laughing at Traci's words. 'I'm serious. Go! You have a gorgeous women and anyone with eyes can see how much she wants you and instead of tracking her down and making a move you're sat here talking to me.' Traci says in disbelief. 'You're crazy Peck.'
'Alright, alright!' Gail laughs as she gets up from her seat smiling widely. 'Thanks for your invaluable advice as always sister in-law.'
'Get out of my office.' Traci retorts throwing a pencil at Gail hitting her square in the chest and threatening to throw a second when it appears that Gail is going to loiter in her doorway. 'Go and don't darken my doorway again. Oh and come clean to your mother about Holly she keeps asking me cryptic questions about you two.' Gail rolls her eyes not offering a response.
As Gail makes her way along the corridor leading her from the detective's offices towards the main precinct Gail gets an idea in her head that she just can't shake. She's officially off the clock and knows that Holly isn't for another three hours. Gail thinks about stopping by her mom's office but decides quickly that Elaine can wait.
Now Holly, she can't wait.
Gail tiptoes along the corridor leading to Holly's lab at the morgue, the last thing she wants is to be spotted by any of Holly's old, doddery colleagues and get pulled into yet another boring lecture about the different stages of rigor mortis. Gail doesn't understand why but she must have one of those faces that make people want to talk to her or at least makes people think she wants to talk to them. Listening to an aging, decrepit man talk about rigor mortis has a certain sense of irony to it. Holly on the other hand, Gail could listen to Holly talk about rigor mortis all day long, the way her face lights up as she talks about it, how she gesticulates wildly the more excited she gets, it's adorable and Gail could honestly sit and listen to her all day long.
'Good evening Officer Peck.' Oh shit. Gail rolls her eyes her chin falling to her chest. She's been caught. 'What are you doing sneaking around here at this time, looking for Doctor Stewart?' Gail turns on her heal and plasters the most convincing smile on her face that she can.
'Hi Bert.' Gail says. 'Sorry, I mean Doctor Roberts.' The blonde corrects herself because if there's one positive thing that she has learnt from her mother it's that you respect your elders and Gail does just that, mostly. 'Is Doctor Stewart here?' Gail asks signalling to the lab behind her.
'She finished up in the lab a couple of hours ago.' Bert informs the police officer. 'We see you around here quite a lot these days officer Peck.' The older gentleman says what should be a question as if it's a statement.
'Yea, I have. Evidence and stuff.' Gail struggles to meet Bert's eyes. Gail has always found it difficult to lie to someone of Bert's age and temperament. He reminds her of her grandfather. 'You know those pesky detectives always wanting their evidence as quickly as possible. No rest for the wicked.' Bert looks at Gail with a glint of something in his eye that she can't quite place.
'Something important you have for our Doctor Stewart today then?' Gail nods as she stuffs her hands into her pockets and rocks back on her heels. 'She's in her office.' Gail breathes an internal sigh of relief. Quickly offering her gratitude Gail rushes past Bert and heads towards the staircase not missing the quiet, gruff laughter that follows her as she retreats along the corridor. Gail rolls her eyes at her inability to talk in anything other than gibberish these days. Traci's right, she should announce her relationship with Holly to the world, clearly everyone knows anyway, even bloody Bert, that way she won't get caught up in all of these semi awkward situations anymore.
Gail takes the steps two at a time. She can't get to Holly's office quick enough. As she makes her way along the pristine corridor she can't get over how quiet it is here. It's always so loud at fifteen, there's a buzz in the air, it's intense but here it's calm and Gail likes it this way. She passes numerous offices all with their doors closed and Gail takes that as a good sign. The blonde doesn't pick up on any movement as she passes the nerd's lunch room and she becomes increasingly hopeful that she will find Holly all alone.
As Gail nears the brunette's office at the end of the hallway, an office she's only frequented once or twice before, the blonde realises that she hasn't come up with much of a plan for what's about to transpire her idea's pretty simple in its premise, seduce Holly, she hasn't given the execution must thought at all. Holly's door is slightly ajar, soft light radiating through the gap and Gail can make out the gentle beat of some instrumental group, the sort of thing that Holly says helps her concentrate. Gail comes to a standstill at the entrance to the office and lifts her hand to the door handle grasping it gently, taking a couple of deep calming breathes to steady her nerves and for a moment she allows herself to consider how crazy this all is, Holly's at work, maybe this is a bad idea maybe-
'Is somebody there?' Gail jumps in her place as the sound of Holly's dulcet tones float through the small gap in the door and settle inside her ears. 'Jen?'
Realising that there's no turning back Gail pushes the door open and takes a tentative step inside, the sight that she's met with warms her heart from the inside out. 'Hey beautiful.' Gail smiles. Holly is sat behind her desk, her glasses perched on the tip of her nose, one pen tucked behind her ear and another hanging idly in her left hand as she sits, shoulders hunched forwards over the piles of paper that littler her desk. 'You busy?'
Holly smiles when she's sees who is standing in her office doorway but that smile quickly transforms into a grimace when the tell-tale signs of a headache begin to set in. 'This double homicide case is kicking my ass.' Holly sighs as she slumps back in her seat dropping the pen onto her desk. Closing her eyes for a moment Holly allows herself to take a moment to get herself together. Gail watches the brunette as she sits there eyes closed basking in this moment of relaxation. Gail doesn't move from her spot leaning against the door frame maintaining her silence as Holly's eyes flutter open and meet her gaze. 'Hey.' The brunette whispers.
'Hey.' Gail smiles as Holly pushes herself up from her seat and weaves around her desk. The blonde moves to meet her in the middle of the room. Holly welcomes Gail's embrace basking in the feel of the blonde's deceptively strong arms wrapping round her waist and holding her close. Holly's arms circle the blonde's neck and she presses her nose into Gail's neck inhaling deeply.
'God, it's so good to see you.' Holly sighs as the blonde's scent engulfs her. Immediately the tension in her shoulders begins to dissipate and the head ache that was beginning to take up residence in her temple ebbs away, not completely but just enough that it isn't the only thing she can focus on. Holly lets out a heavy breath she didn't know she was holding. Just having the blonde close, having her girlfriend close is causing all of the stress to melt away and Holly relaxes even further into the embrace, having Gail hold her like this is exactly what she needs after the day she's had.
'You okay? Gail asks, her lips brushing against Holly's ear.
'Better for seeing you.' Gail tightens her hold on the brunette at Holly's sweet words warm her heart. She's never had someone say these sorts of things to her before, she's never felt integral to another person's happiness before. Gail knows that she's vital to Holly's happiness, the brunette has told her as much, and Gail feels such a sense of pride at being entrusted with Holly's happiness. Gail presses a soft kiss to Holly's hairline and placed her fingers beneath the brunette's chin that rests against her chest. Gail lifts Holly's chin with a gentle pressure until their eyes meet. 'To what do I owe this visit then?' Holly asks. 'I thought I was going to meet you at my place after my shift.' Gail flushes violently at Holly's query. 'What is it?' The brunette presses on as Gail rubs nervously at the back of her neck. 'What's going on?' Gail's eyes fall to Holly's lips and linger their before flitting up to meet her intense gaze again, her hands gently squeezing lithe hips and that's when the realisation dawns on Holly. 'Oh…' The brunette trails off. 'Really?' Holly asks and Gail misinterprets her surprise for discomfort.
'Sorry.' Gail takes an anxious step back putting a little distance between them. 'It was a stupid idea, I don't know what I was thinking. I just…' Gail trails off as her hands fall limply to her sides. 'I just had this sudden urge.' Holly stands in silence as Gail speaks. 'I just want you Holly.' Gail looks at Holly her eyes glistening.
Holly says nothing and Gail feels the panic begin to set in. The brunette turns to switch on her desk lamp not uttering a word, seemingly untouched by Gail's confession, the blonde's eyes furrowing in confusion unable to work out what Holly's thinking and that's what scares Gail, she's usually so good at reading the pathologist. Holly then rounds the blonde and walks towards the door. Gail's heart begins to pound violently. Is Holly leaving? Gail hears the twist of the lock as she stares at the back of the brunette's head. Holly flicks off the main light and then turns back to face Gail. The brunette's breath catches in her throat as she is met with the vision of blonde illuminated by the soft lighting being projected by her desk lamp.
'Holly.' Gail whispers as the brunette closes the distance between them grabbing a handful of the blonde's jacket pulling her close. 'Are you sure you want to do this here?'
'Just kiss me.' Holly pleads as she pulls back a fraction noticing that Gail's eyes have turned a shade darker. A second later they are kissing, they are kissing hard and full. Gail's hand comes up to fist Holly's hair the brunette's tongue thrusting into her a mouth as whimper tumbles from her lips. Lifting her hands from Gail's waist Holly pushes the blonde's jacket over her shoulders taking great pleasure in the sound of the heavy black material hitting her office floor. Holly makes quick work of the blonde's shirt a surge of arousal coursing through her as the blonde grips the bottom of her jumper. Holly holds her arms up allowing the blonde to rip the offending garment over her head and throw it carelessly behind them.
Holly pulls at the button of Gail's pants and slides down the zipper ready to slip her hand in side but Gail's next words stop her in her tracks. 'Desk. Now.' Gail spins them round on the spot and guides Holly's back until the brunette makes contact with the desk. To overcome with arousal to care Gail reaches around the brunette and swipes the paper from the desk. Eliciting an excited yelp from the brunette Gail grips strong thighs and helps Holly hop up onto the desk. The brunette opens her legs welcoming the blonde between them. Gail grips the brunette's thighs and pulls Holly right to the edge of the desk thrusting her own thigh in between those glorious legs pressing firmly into Holly's core eliciting a wanton moan from those delicious lips.
Holly whimpers loudly and arches into Gail's touch as the blonde's lips press open mouthed kisses to every inch of skin she can reach. Gail quickly becomes frustrated that she can't feel enough of the brunette's heated flesh and rips Holly's shirt open buttons flying in every direction. 'I like this shirt.' Holly utters between moans.
'I'll buy you a new one.' The blonde quips as she presses her lips to Holly's perfectly bronzed shoulder.
'You better.' Holly hisses. The brunette grips the top of Gail's pants that now hang open at her waist. The brunette begins to push the blonde's pants down over porcelain hips, as soon as brown eyes spot the deep red underwear that cover Gail's heat her hands begin to fumble, her arousal increasing exponentially. 'Take them off.' Holly begs, her voice now gruff with arousal. Gail complies and wriggles out of her trousers twisting and turning until they land on the floor around her ankles. Gail grabs at heaving breasts as Holly dips her fingertips beneath the top of Gail's underwear her fingers itching to make contact with the blonde's liquid heat she-
'Holly. Holly you in there?' A loud rapping at the door causes Holly to fumble due to the unexpected arrival.
Brown eyes meet blue, wide with surprise and Holly doesn't miss the shock in Gail's eyes. 'Shit.' Holly hisses.
'There was no one else around when I got here.' Gail pulls away from Holly and starts pulling up her pants, the brunette immediately missing her warmth.
'Holly I can see your light on. Are you okay?' Jen calls through the door twisting the door handle and as Holly stands there, shirt off, clad in only her bra, she has never felt more relieved than she does in this moment that she locked the door when Gail first arrived.
'I'm coming!' Holly shouts back cringing when she sees the smug look on Gail's face. 'Hush you.' She whispers. Taking a moment to quickly pull on her sweater Holly then bends down to pick up her discarded papers and Gail re buttons her shirt before pulling her jacket back on. The brunette internally sighs in disappointment. Was she ever going to get a look at, what Holly is sure will be, magnificent breasts?
Taking one last quick look around the room making sure that everything is in order Holly reaches out for the door handle. 'Wait.' Gail says softly as she steps right up close to Holly and places a soft, barely their kiss on her lips. Giving herself a moment to regain her composure Holly then opens the door to be met with the concerned expression of her colleague and friend, Jen.
'Holly are you-' Jen begins once she catches sight of Holly but her attention is quickly diverted when the door creeps open a little further to reveal a familiar platinum blonde police officer and immediately her expression shifts from one of concern and confusion to that of surprise and mildly impressed. 'Well, well, well Doctor Stewart no wonder you had your door locked.' Holly stares at Jen mouth open like a goldfish, she and Gail are both busted and she knows there's no way out of this she's just glad that it's Jen who's caught them and not her boss.
'I was bringing her some evidence.' Gail says shrugging her shoulders giving off an air on nonchalance but inside she kept help but feel incredibly disappointed.
'Of course you were.' Jen drawls her gaze flitting between Gail and Holly. The red head steps aside and allows Gail to pass, the blonde making a concerted effort to avoid eye contact with Holly otherwise she'll give the game away completely even though she's fairly certain a blind, deaf and dumb person could work out what they've been up to it written all over both of their faces.
'See you round Doctor Stewart.' Gail says trying to keep things as professional as possible under these incredibly awkward circumstance.
'I'm sure you will.' Jen scoffs as Holly steps back to let her in but keeps her eyes firmly planted on Gail's retreating form.
'Suck it Jen.' Gail calls flipping the bird over her shoulder. Jen can't help but laugh as she attempts to adorn a look of mock offense directed at the feisty blonde. She and Holly remain in the doorway until Gail is out of sight and Jen looks to Holly, head resting against the doorframe, mortified expression firmly in place.
'I like her.' Jen says nodding down the hallway in the direction that Gail has just escaped as she sidles past the brunette.
'Me too.' Holly whispers into the empty hallway.
Gail had waited patiently in the morgue parking lot until the end of Holly's shift. It was getting really cold out and Gail knows that if she'd asked Holly would have lent her a key and she could have taken herself to the brunette's place and into the warm but Gail didn't do that. The blonde was to horrified to go back up to Holly's office to get said key just in case Jen was still there so instead Gail had perched herself on the hood of Holly's car and waited the two hours and thirteen minutes for the brunette to emerge from the main entrance to take them both home. The blonde had contemplated calling it a night after the first hour, seriously concerned that Holly would be too ashamed that they'd been caught in the almost act and would rather go home alone, Gail-less.
Those nagging anxieties where quickly quashed when Holly had emerged from the building her eyes immediately falling to the blonde leaning against her car and the smile that Gail was greeted with turned her insides to a giant ball of gooey mush. Holly was smiling that smile that Gail loves so much, the one that signals that the brunette is truly overjoyed. She was overjoyed to see Gail. The blonde had pushed herself up to standing and made her way around to the passenger side door no questions asked letting herself in as soon as Holly unlocked the door. They had travelled back to the brunette's place in a comfortable silence Gail's hand resting against the brunette's thigh as Holly concentrated on the road, heavy rain had begun to fall and as difficult as it had been Holly didn't let herself become distracted by the warm sensation that Gail's touch had ignited.
Now they're sat together in the kitchen picking at some left over Chinese food talking happily about their days and making plans for the next couple of weeks. The one thing they aren't talking about is the giant elephant in the room. They aren't talking about what happened, or nearly happened much to Holly's chagrin, barely three hours ago.
Unbeknownst to Holly, Gail can't stop thinking about what happened earlier in the evening either, in all honesty all Gail can think about is touching Holly, kissing Holly…taking Holly. Against the fridge, the back of the sofa on top of the breakfast bar.
'So what do you prefer,' Holly starts gaining Gail attention, 'hot Chinese or cold Chinese?'
Gail looks up from her chow mein grateful for the distraction. 'I think cold, don't know why. Maybe there's more flavour.' Gail shrugs. 'I don't know. I think you can taste it better when it's cold.' As Holly listens to Gail ramble on about the pros of cold Chinese food it occurs to her that perhaps Gail to is a little anxious about what this evening will hold. Realising that she isn't the only one who's feeling the nerves actually gives Holly a surge of confidence and helps her make up her mind. They can spend all night dancing around each other but they've already spent the last year doing that. Holly's done with fore play, she wants the real deal and the real deal is sat in front of her talking about water chestnuts like they're the second coming.
'It can wait then.' Holly says as she gets up from her stool at the breakfast bar. 'The Chinese food.' Holly explains quelling Gail's confusion.
Gail suddenly becomes hyper aware of Holly's close proximity. 'The food can,' Gail clears her throat suddenly getting a serious case of dry mouth, 'it can wait.'
'It can wait.' Holly reiterates. 'Gail we nearly had sex in my office and it's all I can think about.' Gail audibly gulps as Holly steps even closer to the blonde parting the police officers legs with her hands as she comes to stand between them bringing her arms to rest loosely around Gail's shoulders.
'I-I-erm…' Gail can't find the words all she can focus on is the sexy look in those brown eyes and the way her fingertips tingle at Holly's closeness, some things never change. 'It's time?'
'It's time.' Holly's voice has taken on a seductive tone and Gail can't help but tilt her chin upwards and catch Holly's lips in a kiss so soft and so full of promise that it makes Holly's breath catch in her throat. The blonde's hands rest gently against Holly's cheeks as their kiss deepens and the brunette's tongue begs for entrance. Gail's hands drop from Holly's hips as she stand up never breaking their kiss and allows her hands to roam along the length of the brunette's back.
This is finally their moment, there are no distractions here, It's just the two of them. They've got nowhere to be but here with each other, laid bare, finally. Holly sighs into their kisses as strong hands roam from her hips up to her shoulders and back again. Gail has never felt anticipation like this before, not for anything or anyone and as Holly drags her lips to the curve of the blonde's jaw Gail is certain that she's died and gone to heaven.
'Take me upstairs.' Gail whispers into the charged air that surrounds them. Holly feels her heart twist inside her chest, it is a demand not a question and it makes Holly's knees go weak. Not wanting to waste another second Holly untangles herself from Gail and grabs the blonde's trembling hand, the only sign that Gail is feeling the intensity of the moment, and drags her upstairs to her bedroom.
Holly pulls Gail into her bedroom and closes the door with her foot. The only sound that can be heard is their heavy breathing. Holly spins them round so that Gail is pressed back against the door. Holly mirrors her actions from earlier but this time she is only met with Gail's skin tight black t-shirt, relieved that Gail removed her coat and shirt upon arrival at the brunette's home. Not wanting to waste any more time Gail reaches down and pulls her top over her head throwing it blindly across the room not caring where it lands.
Holly allows herself a second to take in the newly exposed flesh on display before her. Red. Holly has never seen this much of Gail before and her perfectly sized breasts encased in that red bra are a sight to behold. Twisting them around again, taking the blonde by surprise, Holly leads Gail backwards until the backs of her knees hit the bed and she is unceremoniously pushed down onto Holly's plush bed. Gail can only lay there and watch as Holly removes her jumper. The blonde only gets to enjoy the brunette's black push up bra or a few sweet but short seconds before that too is gone. Gail reaches out for Holly her heart pounding wildly in her chest as the brunette places her hand in Gail's and allows the blonde to pull her down onto the bed. Holly braces her forearm on either side of Gail's head holding herself up, this spark between them is undeniable, the energy between the is so charged it's all consuming.
Gail slides backwards across the bed until her head is resting against the pillows, Holly watches unmoving as Gail reaches behind her back and unsnaps her bra. 'You just going to watch?' Gail asks seductively as Holly scrambles up the bed and carefully draws the bra straps over shoulders and down the length of Gail's arms before dropping it over the side of the bed. Holly licks her lips unable to contain her desperate desire to reach out and, finally, touch Gail's perfectly sculptured chest. Brown eyes roam across Gail's torso unable to decide where to touch first. Luckily Gail makes the decision for her. The police officer's hands twist into brown locks as she tugs Holly towards her. Holly begins placing open mouthed kisses along the valley between Gail's breasts and down to her stomach stopping to dip her tongue into the blonde's belly button. Holly trails her lips along the soft skin that resides below the blonde's belly button until she meets the barrier of the blonde's uniform trousers. Not waiting to ask for or to be given permission Holly unsnaps the button and drags the zipper down slowly, seductively, her eyes trained on hooded blue orbs as the blonde rests back on her forearms watching Holly's actions in desperate anticipation.
Gripping the fabric of Gail's trousers and her underwear simultaneously the brunette begins to slowly drag it down. Gail lifts her hips allowing Holly to pull the material down the length of her legs all the while their eyes remain locked in an intense gaze. Once Gail is divested of her clothes and lays completely naked in front of the brunette for the very first time Holly is overcome with a pure need that she has never experienced before, she wants to touch and taste every inch of the blonde. She will. 'You're so beautiful Gail.' Holly husks as Gail smiles up at her from beneath long lashes. Holly slips from the bed to flick on the bedside lamp creating a golden hew around them. Perfect.
'Take them off.' Gail pleads, her voice catching in her throat. Holly does as she's told and Gail is hypnotised by the movement of Holly's hands as the brunette fumbles with her own trousers. Gail's thighs involuntarily clench together as Holly slowly pulls her jeans and underwear down over protruding hip bones that Gail can't wait to sink her teeth into, slowly, teasingly. Gail can't decide what she wants more, to be able to lay here and just look, bask in Holly's perfection or to touch.
Holly slowly crawls back up the length of Gail's body her hair grazing along sensitive skin littering it with goose bumps. Gail's breathing deepens further still like she's going to explode. Holly waits until her eyes are level with Gail's before lowing herself down. 'Oh.' Gail hisses arching up into the brunette's searing touch. Holly grips the blonde's biceps lifting her arms up above her head and holds them there. Never before has Gail felt so wonderfully vulnerable. Gail throws her head back against the pillows as Holly releases her hold on her arms and ghosts her thumb across the blonde's nipple. The blonde's eyes that were once tightly closed fly open as Holly's warm, wet mouth wraps around her breast and that's when it all hits home. Gail is in bed with Holly, she is overcome by the most incredible state of arousal and as Holly's tongue flicks across her nipple Gail realises that this could be the greatest moment of her life. This moment, right here, right now. Holly's thigh drifts between Gail's legs applying a gentle pressure to the blondes' heated centre. Gail moans at the contact. Holly feels herself becoming light headed as the wetness between the blonde's legs makes contact with her own thigh.
In past relationships Gail has always been the more dominant participant when it came to sex, she always liked to feel like she was in control. But as Holly's weight presses down on top of her and the brunette's lips turn their attention to her other nipple Gail has no desire to turn the tables, she loves that she is in the more submissive position, that Holly is the one exerting her control over the blonde. In fact, Gail feels even more aroused now. As Holly lifts herself up onto her forearms her eyes meeting Gail's she begins to rock her thigh back and forth against Gail's centre. Their noses occasionally bump together as their lips press together in a kiss. It's hot, it's messy, sometimes they miss each other but it's perfect none the less.
Holly shifts her body down so that her face is level with the flat, smooth plane of Gail's stomach. 'Can I?' Holly asks as she circles Gail's hip bone with her thumb leaving goose bumps in her wake. Gail looks into brown eyes, the image of the brunette resting over her so close to her pulsating core sends a rush of arousal and adrenaline coursing through her body her hips involuntarily roll upwards seeking out any form of contact. Gail has lost all control of her body as Holly plays her like a finely tuned instrument.
'Please.' Gail whispers spotting something new in Holly's eyes, a look, reverence, adoration, maybe something more. Unbeknownst to Holly, Gail has never allowed anyone else to go down on her before. The blonde loves sex, she thinks she's pretty good at it but there's something incredibly intimate about letting someone put their mouth on you and bring you to pleasure in that way, at least that's what Gail believes, so letting Holly do this during their first time together is a massive gift that Holly doesn't even know she's receiving.
Holly wriggles further down the bed parting Gail's thighs with her hands and settling herself between the blonde's legs. Holly can't help but place her palms on Gail's inner thighs and gently run her hand back and forth mesmerised by the perfect alabaster skin and its inconceivable softness her heart churning as Gail's things languidly part even further. Holly hears Gail's breath hitch as she presses her lips to smooth skin allowing her tongue to flicker against it and taste. 'Holly.' Gail whimpers at the contact her hips rolling again but this time more violently.
Unable to hold back anymore especially when Gail's voice sounds like this, craving, wanting, Holly finally leans in and runs her tongue along the length of Gail's core, parting her folds. The taste is like nothing that Holly has ever experienced before. It's exquisite. Gail lays there grasping at the cotton sheets when it hits her how natural this feels, how right it feels and when Holly goes one step further and takes hold of one of Gail's hand with her own, their eyes meeting at the contact Gail knows that this is forever. They are forever.
Holly feels Gail's body reacting to her touch, the soft whimpers letting the brunette know exactly what Gail likes. But it's the long drawn out moan that explodes from deep within Gail when Holly finally takes the blonde's swollen clit into her mouth and sucks that leads to Holly subconsciously thrusting her hips into the bed beneath her, her own arousal peaking. 'Shit Holly, don't stop. Please don't stop.'
'I won't.' Holly smirks as she pulls away for only a second to blow cold air onto Gail's glistening folds causing the blonde's back to arch and bow again.
'Fuck.' Gail shouts as Holly inserts a singles finger into the blonde's liquid heat. The blonde grips the back of Holly's head and pulls gently. 'I want you up here. With me.' Gail pleads. Placing one last kiss to Gail's thigh Holly scrambles up the bed keeping her finger firmly inside.
'I'm here.' Holly whispers kissing Gail's chin. The blonde's head is still thrown backwards as her hips begin to roll in a sensual motion desperate for Holly to delve deeper. Gail's hand releases the sheet from its vice like grip and she clutches at Holly's bicep as the brunette adds a second finger as she thrusts inside the blonde her motions smooth and precise, all encompassing.
'Holly. I love….oh Holly.' Gail's beside herself her words coming out in jumbled messy whispers. Holly's heart soars, certain that Gail was about to confess the depths of her feelings but to distracted, too lost in her physical feelings to get the words out.
'I know baby, I know.' Holly whispers her own body moving in tandem with her hand as she grinds down onto the blonde's thigh desperate for any kind of contact. Holly feels Gail clench around her fingers, knowing that the blonde is close and not wanting to make her wait, Holly brushes against Gail's throbbing clit in small tight circles with the tip of her thumb. 'Let go. I've got you.' Holly slips her hand beneath Gail's neck wrapping her arm around the blonde's shoulder pulling her close.
'Holly, Holly, Holly.' Gail chants. The sound of her name on the blonde's lips elicits a cacophony of emotions within Holly's heart. Gail's fingernails dig into Holly's bicep as a wave of pleasure engulfs her warming her entirely from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. 'Oh God!' Holly continues to slowly thrust her fingers inside her girlfriend helping the blonde to ride out her orgasm. Gail lets out a shuddering breath, her body convulsing as a small aftershock ripples through her body. Holly eases her fingers from Gail's core bringing her hand up to cup the blonde's hip.
Holly waits patiently as Gail lays in silence taking deep breathes in and out, a sheen of sweet covering her body. Eyelids finally flutter open and Holly feels her heart stop as warm blue eyes connect with her. 'You're amazing.' Holly says tears building in her eyes the emotion of this moment almost overwhelming her.
Gail brushes her fingertips soothingly along olive skin from Holly's hairline to the bottom of her jaw, the look being radiated from blue eyes can be mistaken for nothing but love. Holly knows in this moment that Gail does truly love her, she can see it written all over the blonde's face and she heard it from those perfect lips. Almost. 'This is what's been missing all my life.' Gail says adoringly. Holly leans down and rubs the tip of her nose against Gail's before pressing a gentle kiss to her lips, words aren't necessary. Gail allows herself to bask in the afterglow content to finally be in this moment with Holly, to be sharing this glorious moment with Holly.
The blonde shifts in Holly's embrace wanting to get as close as humanly possible. 'Oh, Gail.' Holly sighs her face contorting in pleasure. Gail eyes widen as she realises that her movements have forced her thigh more tightly against Holly's core that's now dripping with arousal. Nothing has ever turned the brunette on more than watching Gail's face contort in pleasure as the blonde orgasms especially knowing that, that orgasm has been brought on by Holly herself.
Not wanting the brunette to have to wait a moment longer for her own blessed release Gail uses the skills she's picked up as a police officer. Wrapping her legs around Holly's waist Gail uses her strength to flip them over so that she now rests on top. Holly's girlish squeals are music to Gail's ears. 'My turn doctor.' Gail purrs.
'I'm all yours officer.' Holly says swooning at the mischievous look on Gail's face. Holly adores it when Gail's blues eyes light up like this.
When they sparkle.
Ahhhh *shifts in seat nervously*
This is my first time writing anything on the 'saucy' side. I hope I've done it justice...