Mystery POV
Blue Jeans and I were walking around, discreetly watching Miley and Mikayla interact with each other under the big tree in the backyard. Mikayla had her back against the bark and Miley was leaning into Mikayla, pressing her lips to the dark-haired girl's.
"They're so cute!" I said. Blue Jeans just snorted and shook his head. I nudged his side and he walked away from me, swinging his tail from side to side.
"Oh, come on." I said, matching my pace to his. "They've been dating for months; you have to admit they're adorable sometime, Blue. You know they are." Blue Jeans stopped walking and let out a puff of air.
"Yeah I guess so, Holly." he muttered. I held my head a little higher when he gave in. "But they act really. . . strange."
"Strange?" I asked, flicking my ear. "Strange how?" He stopped and looked at them again.
"The way they touch each other. . ." He tilted his head with confusion. "What are they doing with their lips?" I couldn't hide the amusement in my neigh as I replied to him.
"That's called kissing, Blue." I explained to him slowly. "A human does that to show another human they care about them."
"They must care about each other a lot then. . ." he said. He glanced over at the couple and narrowed his eyes at them. "What is Mikayla doing to Miley?" I looked at the girls again to see they'd switched positions. Mikayla had Miley against the tree and was kissing her neck slowly as the brunette tried to pull her closer and wrap a leg around her waist.
"Is she hurting her?" Blue Jeans said protectively.
"No, Honey." I sighed, shaking my head. It's cute how he's so protective of Miley. He seemed to calm down when I told him that, but looked at the girls again.
"Is. . . is she grooming her?" he asked innocently.
"Sure, Honey." I answered, hoping it would be good enough for him. It was.
"Oh. Okay, then." he nodded, walking further away from them. I gave the girls one last look before I followed him. He's not always the brightest and shiniest apple in the barrel. . . but he's the sweetest of 'em all by far.
Miley's POV
Mikayla made me laugh as she left kisses from my collarbone up my neck.
"Micky. . ." I giggled, encouraging her to kiss me harder. She pulled back and gave me that confident smirk I could never get enough of.
"Yes, Baby?" was all she said. She rested her forehead against mine and I stole a kiss from her. "Did you want something?" Mikayla stepped back and I took her hand.
"I love you." I told her. She rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb and leaned over 'til her lips were right by my ear.
"I love you, too." she whispered, sending a wave of excitement through my body. I feel so special every time she says it to me.
"I know you love me." I said happily.
"And I would do anything for you?" she added, sweeping me into a bear hug. "And I love making my Miley happy?"
"Yes, Micky." I grinned, laying my head on her strong shoulder. "I know my girlfriend loves me very much."
"You better!" she said playfully. I lifted my head and we started for her house. I followed her onto the back porch and she held the door open for me. My Micky's such a gentlewoman. I giggled at her as I walked through, getting a wink in return.
"You want anything before we go?" she asked as she came into the kitchen. I shook my head and leaned against the counter while she grabbed a banana from the table.
"Are you sure you want to spend the day at my Mamaw's?" I asked. "I mean, she just asked for a little help and I'm sure I can take care of things myself around her ranch-"
"I wanna come with you." she interjected. Mikayla had volunteered to help me today because my grandma asked me and my dad to pay her a visit. . . and she asked Daddy to do a couple things around her house and the ranch. He volunteered me to help, too.
"I don't wanna bother you, Micky." I told her. "I know you were gonna take it easy today."
"I don't mind helpin' you, honest." she said. "You know I love workin' with animals. And besides-" She grinned at me. "I wanna see my City Girl workin' hard."
"Good luck with that." came the hearty laugh of my father. He was standing in the doorway, watching me and my girlfriend. I gasped and crossed my arms, catching the sound of Mikayla's faint chuckle.
"I work!" I huffed. Dad gave me one of those looks and said nothing as he turned around and left.
"I do work. . ." I muttered after him. Mikayla just shook her head and laughed at me
"What? You don't believe me?" I pouted. She kissed my cheek and started to lead me out of the kitchen.
"Of course I do, Baby." she sighed, trying to hold back a smile. She didn't believe me. But I'll show her. . .
.oOo.
Mikayla was humming along to some country song on the radio as I gazed out Lulu's passenger window. We were rolling into Mamaw's driveway and I was taking in the familiar sights and sounds of my childhood: the cows, horses, sheep, and goats were in the fields and I could see the chicken coop from the corner of my eye. I've had so many good memories here and now I get to make more with Mikayla. Soon, I got lost in my thoughts but it wasn't long before Mikayla's voice snapped me out of my daze.
"Miley?" I looked back at her to see genuine care and concern on her face.
"Yeah?" She slowed the car to a stop in front of my Mamaw's house, behind my dad's car.
"You've been really quiet. Are you feeling okay?" she asked, brushing a few stray hairs behind my ear. I found myself leaning into her touch and she ran her fingers through my hair.
"I've just been thinking." I said.
"Thinking 'bout what?"
"I never realized how perfect my life was until now." I sighed. She scooted closer to me. "I've got a loving family, great friends, the most wonderful girlfriend in the world, and all the beauty in Tennessee to share with her. I don't ever want things to change-" Mikayla leaned over and held my face in her strong but gentle hands. "And I can't imagine things any other way than me being with you and you being with me. I love you." I don't think I've ever seen such an intense look in those brown eyes as Mikayla stared back at me.
"I love you so much, Miley Ray Stewart." she said softly. She leaned in and kissed me. "You made me start living and feeling again-" She gave me another kiss. "And you restored my faith in love." I brought my forehead to rest against hers as she continued. "I'm not going anywhere unless you're right beside me, Miley." I kissed her deeply and put my hand on her leg. One of her hands left my cheek and her fingers trailed down my arm slowly. I hiked my hand higher up her leg and gave it a squeeze. Mikayla broke our kiss with a groan and I basically pulled her into my lap, using the door to support us. She was surprised, but smiled nonetheless.
"Well, someone's getting bolder." she teased. "Making out with your girlfriend in view of the family." I moved so that she could completely straddle my hips and she adjusted so that we were both comfortable.
"They're not out here." I told her. I left a kiss on her shoulder. "And I wouldn't care if they were-" I combed through Mikayla's dark locks with my fingers, making her sigh contently. "I'm a girl who has needs, Mick. They should understand that."
"Needs?" came my girlfriend's curious yet mischievous voice. I could have sworn I saw a lightbulb over her head.
"Micky?" She was silent, but watched me with dark eyes. "Micky. . . what are you thinking?" Her full, taunting lips curled into a grin before they landed on mine.
"Tell me what you need, Miley." she said, making a tingle go straight down my abdomen and stop between my legs.
"W-What?" I stuttered. She let out a low chuckle and the sensation between my legs got more intense.
"Tell. Me. What. You. Need." she repeated slower and sexier, never looking away from me. My brain froze.
"I. . . I. . . I-I. . ." was all that would come out.
"Tell me." Something went off in my head and I spoke before I realized what I was saying.
"Kiss me. Everywhere you can reach." Wow. Mikayla didn't waste any time getting started. She left kisses from my jawline down to my neck as I kept one hand grounded on her hip and the other busy clawing at the hem of her shirt. She sets me on fire with every touch, and her lips? God, her lips are amazing.
"I wanna kiss every inch of you." she whispered onto my skin, making me whimper. She bit me and my hips jerked up.
"M-Mikayla." I moaned to her. She was driving me crazy and she knew it. She's the only one that can excite me like that. My hand wandered up her side and she paused in kissing me.
"What's wrong?" I asked. I really didn't want her to stop. Hell, would you? My girlfriend sat back a bit and started to raise my shirt with uncertainty. I couldn't say no the wanting look in her eyes even if I wanted to, so with one approving look, it was off my body and I was left in my bra. She stopped and stared, and I felt a little embarrassed being like this in front of her.
"Micky, I-" My words were silenced with a shake of her head.
"You're so beautiful, Baby." she said lovingly. I couldn't help but blush a little, but I knew Micky liked it when I blushed anyway.
"Mikayla?"
"Yes?" she answered. She shot me a mischievous grin. "Do you need something?" I nodded as I took her hand and guided it to my stomach, immediately feeling the butterflies when she moved her thumb over it.
"Tell me what you need, Miles."
"Mick. . . I need you to touch me." my voice was huskier than I'd ever heard it before and I could tell Mikayla noticed, too.
"Are you sure, Baby?" she asked. Her eyes were full of nothing but love and concern, even though they were a bit darker than usual. "I don't wanna push you into anything you're not ready for."
"Yes Micky, I'm sure." I replied. "I love you and I want to give you all I can emotionally and physically-" I smiled at her and placed my and over hers. "So take what you want." Mikayla kissed me and put her hands on my hips.
"You own my heart, Miley." she confessed. "And until that heart stops beating, I'm always gonna want you."
"Well that's a good thing, 'cause you'll always have me."
Mikayla kissed my chest and purred, "And I'm gonna make you feel like we're the only ones on Earth. . . because you're the only girl that matters to me." I moaned again and felt her hands dip behind my back. As they climbed higher, my heart beat faster.
This is it.
I've been waiting for the day Mikayla finally lets go and shows me how she feels. She always stopped herself before things got too heated, but not today. As her fingertips trailed up my back to my bra, reality kicked in. I waited for the feeling of the unhooked bra clasp-
"Yeah Ma, Miley and her girlfriend are out in the driveway if you wanna meet her." I heard my Dad saying.
Oh dammit.
"That would be great, Robbie!" Mamaw exclaimed. Mikayla and I shared a terrified look before we heard, "Let's get goin', Son."
Mikayla flew off me and back into the driver's seat while I sat up and tried to get my heart rate back to normal.
"Crap! Where's my shirt?" I panicked. Miley+no shirt+Mikayla= trouble. Mikayla tossed it to me and I slipped it on as fast as I could. My girlfriend smoothed out her hair quickly and mine as well. Literally a second later my Dad appeared, followed by my grandma and her golden retriever Duke.
"Miley Ray!" she smiled at me. Before I could say anything back, the truck door was open and I was sucked into a hug. "I haven't seen you in forever, Babydoll! You look so pretty!"
"Mamaw, you saw me a month ago." I said, gradually prying out of her hug.
"I know Babydoll, but you get prettier and prettier everyday." she continued to smile.
"I agree." Mikayla said. I hit her playfully and Mamaw "awww"ed at us.
"So this is the girl your Daddy's been gabbin' 'bout, Miley Ray?" she questioned. I stole a glance at my father and he held his hands up in a surrender, mouthing "only good things, I swear" back to me. I looked back at my grandma and nodded proudly, stepping out of he truck.
"She is." I said. "Mamaw, this is-"
"Mikayla Russo." Mikayla cut in, appearing out of nowhere to shake Mamaw's hand. "Nice to meet you, Ma'am." Dang, my girl's got ninja skills. Mamaw shook her hand and looked her over, letting go with an approving nod. Yes!
"Nice to meet you too, Darlin'." she smiled. "You girls make yourselves at home. And Miley, show Mikalya around and introduce her to the boys, alright?"
"Alright, Mamaw." I said. She kissed my forehead and went back inside. Dad looked at me and folded his arms.
"Miley Ray Stewart?" he said warningly. Crap, what did I do now?
"Yes, Daddy?" I said obediently, which I knew Mikayla would tease me for later.
"Behave yourself, now." he grinned. "I know your girlfriend's here and all but we're still with family. Keep it PG, please?" Daddy, if we only heard you a second later-
"I'll make sure she's on her best behavior." Mikayla said. My jaw dropped as I turned to my girlfriend and gave her a glare. Wasn't she the one ontop of me just a minute ago? I mean, I was the one who put her there but still. . .
"Thank you, Mikayla." Daddy winked. "Ya'll have fun." He walked away and I faced Mikayla with squinted eyes.
"What?" she said innocently, bouncing on her heels. She is so evil and she knows it.
"I dislike you." I sighed. She smiled and pecked the tip of my nose.
"I love you too, Babe." she said. She smirked dangerously and started to walk past me.
"You're gonna pay for that later." I muttered. Before I could react, she pushed me up against the passenger door with her whole body pressed into me.
"Oh, I don't think so." she hissed softly. She slid her leg between mine and pinned my wrists to the cool metal as she grazed her lips over my skin, ascending my neck inch-by-inch. A small gasp came out of me when I felt her tongue dart out behind my ear.
"You're supposed to be on your best behavior, Stewart." she purred. I'm pretty sure she could feel the eager energy I did.
"And what if I'm not, Russo?" I challenged. Mikayla stepped back and looked me over from head to toe with dark clouded eyes.
"Then I'm gonna have to punish you." she said simply. She turned on her heels and left me standing there alone and aroused. Damn, why does she have to be so sexy? Now I'm not sure if I really can behave or not, since Micky's gonna. . . punish me. A tingle in my abdomen made me push those thoughts aside and Duke barked at me. I looked down at him as he looked up at me curiously. I bent down and scratched him behind the ear with a groan.
"I know she's a handful, but she's mine." I sighed.
Mikayla's POV
I wandered into the house and asked Mr. Stewart where the restroom was. As I traveled up the stairs and down the hall, I smiled to myself. I love teasing Miley. I know it's mean, but she's so sexy when she's pouting and whimpering and begging for me to keep kissing her and moaning for me to touch her-
Whoa, Mikayla. . . calm down. I shut the bathroom door and let out a sigh. I can't help it, though. I'm so in love with her. I tell her whenever I can, but I haven't been able to . . . to show her. Physically, I mean. We may get a little carried away when we're making out, but we've never gone all the way. I've only felt this way about one other person, but she's dead to me now. Miley fixed my broken heart and made me start having fun again. I was basically in hell after my ex left, and I was hurting a lot. Only a few people know the whole story behind us, but they know better than to tell it.
I peeked out the bathroom window and saw Miley and a dog in the front. She looked kinda frustrated as they walked out of view. Aww.
I did that to her.
I grinned and leaned against the wall as I watched them disappear inside.
"I'm evil." I laughed. But I'll make it up to her later because I know she won't behave herself while we're here. I walked out and went back downstairs. I didn't see my girlfriend or the dog, so I wandered into the kitchen. Mr. Stewart and his mom were at the table talking, but stopped when I came in.
"Hey, Darlin'." Mamaw said. "Miley's in the back with Duke and the boys if that's who you're looking for."
"I was, and thank you Ma'am." I nodded. I like Miley's grandma. She's so nice. "Ya'll excuse me." I left the house and went around to the back, where I found Miley on the porch hugging a good friend of mine.
"I haven't seen you in forever, Jason!" Miley exclaimed. "It's been waaaaay too long!" Jason laughed and spun her around, making her giggle. I grinned a them and crossed my arms.
"Hey, hey! Easy with my girl over there, Grey." I called. Jason and Miley looked at me and the boy put her down.
"Mick?" he grinned. "Son of a gun, get your butt up here, girl!" I jogged over to him and he put his arm around me. "So this is the girl you've fallen so hard for, Miley?" I looked at Miley but she looked away with embarrassment and mumbled an answer I couldn't hear. Jason snickered and I jabbed him with my elbow to make him stop.
"Oww." he whined, moving his arm from around me. "I don't know why you like her, Miley. She's evil!" My brunette and I shared a knowing glance before focusing on our friend. Ha.
"You working here for a while?" I asked him. He nodded and propped his hands on his hips.
"Yeah. I'm staying to get more experience around the ranch, you know? And I love it-" He looked at Miley. "We always used to play here when we were little. I guess you could say I kinda came back home. I'm gonna be here good while."
"Buggy, too?" I added hopefully. Miley stared at me like I just spoke in a different language but Jason just nodded again.
"Yup. Me and Buggy." he answered. "He's here, but he left to pick up dad's old truck. Oh, and he's trying to convince you-know-who to get his lazy ass over here and help-"
"Jason, language!" Miley scolded. I snickered as my buddy shot her a 'wtf' look and tilted his head.
"It's just. . . I've never heard you talk like that." Miley said in a smaller voice. Jason laughed at her.
"Wow. You have been gone a long time, Smiley." he said.
"Smiley?" a new voice said. "Miley Stewart Smiley?" Soon, another friend popped out of nowhere and stood before us. The dark-haired boy shook his hair a little and folded his arms over his chest.
"It's Buggy!" Jason exclaimed. The boy glowered at his oldest sibling and made the three of us laugh.
"Only Mikayla has permission to call me that and you know it!" Shane frowned. I shuffled down the stairs and we hugged.
"Lucky Duck." Jason pouted playfully. "Why is Mikayla the only one who can call you Buggy?"
"It's 'cause I'm special." I said to Jason, earning me a stuck out tongue.
"Yeah!" Shane added. He opened his arms. "Miley, you get in on this action, too." Miley came down and Shane held us both in his arms.
"Now see? This is nice." he said.
"Group hug!" Jason shouted, bolting down the stairs to join in. God, my friends are dorks. I don't know how, but when the guys pulled apart from us, Miley and I were still hugging. She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. The guys "awww"ed at us and I kissed Miley's forehead.
"Shut up you dorks." I muttered, holding Miley tighter.
"Be nice, Micky." Miley warned. "They may be dorks, but they're our dorks."
"Hey, can I cut in on that hug?" another voice asked. All four of us turned to see the last Grey leaning against the wall of the house. I felt my girlfriend tense up a little when his eyes landed on her.
"Nate?" she said quietly.
I bet ya'll didn't see that coming! :D Miley+Nate=exes? Oh yeah. I went there :P So what do ya'll think's gonna happen next? WHERE does Mikayla's ex fit into this? And Mikayla+Miley+Nate+Mikayla's Mystery Ex GF= WHAAAATT? :D Review, plz. I love ya'll!