A/N: Yay! I finally finished the next chapter- sorry it's so freakin' long!
All You Got Chapter 9
Part: 2
Tegan's P.O.V.
"Are you sure Tegan lives here?" aunt Julie asked Sara, gaping around at our apartment. "Didn't you say she was a slob?"
"Hey!" I cried in alarm. "I'm right here you know..."
"Oh, she is trust me. I have to force her to do laundry." Sara continued, ignoring me. I started to protest, but they chattered on. I turned to Sara's mom laughing.
"I'll show you the guest room, since they seem to be pretty busy." I said, throwing a look over my shoulder at Sara and her aunt retreating to the living room, no doubt still discussing my bad habits. I led Mrs. Quin into the small, cluttered room. It doubled as a computer room, a music room and very rarely a place for guests to sleep. Sara had already meticulously set up the fold out sofa, making the room appear more cramped than usual.
"Have you and Sara considered getting a bigger place? I mean won't you two need more room for-" started Sara's mom, setting her suitcase on the bed. I tentatively placed Julie's by the door, wondering who would have to sleep on the couch tonight.
"Umm... I don't know." I said hurriedly , interrupting her. "We haven't really talked about it. We've been kind of focused on getting everything ready for the wedding lately."
"Yes.. of course." Sara's mom smiled faintly and sat on the bed, eyeing the two guitars in the corner. I could tell she was tired from traveling since early that morning, and I wanted to escape before she asked more prying questions.
"I'll let you rest for a while. The bathroom is down the hall on the left if you need it." I said beaming and closing the door behind me, though my insides were churning. A new place? And I had a feeling Sara's mom wasn't talking about exercise equipment when she said we'd need more space. A family was the furthest thing from my mind, I mean I was only 27 for christ sakes... but what about Sara?
My mind still slightly spinning, I returned to the living room to see Sara and her aunt still chatting over steaming mugs of coffee. I collapsed on the couch, trying to smile and contain the sigh building in my chest.
"I'll... umm go check on Sonia. If she thinks I'm sleeping on the couch tonight, she's sadly mistaken." I smiled after her thankfully- she always seemed to sense just the right things to say and do. As soon as we heard the sound of the guest room door closing down the hall, Sara spoke.
"What's up, Tee?"
"Nothing, I mean it's nothing major. Your mom just hinted at us getting a bigger place... and not just for the two of us."
"Oh, God. Tell me she's not moving in."
"No... Hell no! She was talking about kids."
"Kids? We're not even married yet!"
"Not until tomorrow."
"I'm sorry if she freaked you out."
"Kind of. But I mean, it's sort of a normal in-law question, right? It's just that we've never even discussed it before."
"Well... do you want to discuss it?"
"Yeah, I mean right now?"
"Why not?"
"Ok, sure. How do you feel about having kids?"
"I don't know- I mean in the future, yeah. And a house and all. But now it's just..."
"Way too soon. I know." I finished for her as she trailed off. She grasped my hand and looked at me lovingly. So much love shone in her eyes and I could hardly believe it was all for me.
"I'm glad we could talk about this. I mean... before tomorrow."
"Afraid I might knock you up on our wedding night and leave you?" I snickered.
"Maybe. But I'm more concerned about where the magic's actually going to be happening."
"You're just going to have to wait and see."
"You know, Tegan- that phrase is getting really old." Sara told me, still laughing.
The next day...
Sara's P.O.V.
I closed my eyes, feeling my mother brushing my hair gently like she'd done when I was a child. I'd chosen to wear it naturally for the wedding. Simple, minimal, just like I liked my house and my life to be.
"I can't believe my little girl is getting married today." My mom said in a slightly shaky voice
"I can't believe I was coerced into wearing a dress." I muttered, looking down at the plain white dress I was wearing, yet smiling to myself. I knew I'd have walked down the isle naked if Tegan had asked me to.
"Don't be silly. You look beautiful. Did you change your mind about the makeup?"
"No... I still don't want any." I said, smiling and blinking back tears as I pictured Tegan in her suit waiting for me out there-waiting to give her love and life to me and receive mine in return. I again felt thankful I had chosen not to wear any makeup- I knew emotions would be running high that day. The last thing I needed was to have to worry about a sticky, smeary face on top of everything else.
"Is everything ok?" My mom asked, kneeling down and stroking my short hair comfortingly.
"N-no. Could I just... have a minute a-alone?" I choked out. I just needed a few moments to let my emotions out in private so I wouldn't break down in front of everyone, and I didn't want to freak out my mom.
"Of course, honey. I should probably be getting to my seat. Grandpa will be waiting at the end of the hall to walk you down the isle." She bustled out of the room after kissing my forehead lightly. My tears kept falling, and I let the happiness and sadness flow out of me all at once. I felt scared too... I was putting complete trust- my whole life in the hands of one other person for the rest of my life.
Suddenly, I heard a light tap on the door.
"I'll be out in a few minutes, mom." I said in a slightly annoyed tone.
"Sara- It's me." I heard Tegan's voice faintly from the other side of the door.
"Oh! Come in." I hurried to wad the tears off of my eyes, hoping they didn't look to red. She gently closed the door behind her as I rose from my seat in front of the vanity to greet her. It was the first time I'd seen her that day, and she looked amazing in her pinstripe vest, tie and dress pants. Despite her masculine choice of outfit, I noticed a small smudge of makeup around her eyes.
"Tegan... You look amazing-" I started as she embraced me tightly.
"You look beautiful too. I didn't think your mom would actually talk you into wearing that dress."
"Shouldn't you be waiting for me to walk down the isle? I'm on in like ten minutes." I said reproachfully, but smiled at her presence anyway.
"I was on my way. But I wanted to give these to you before I lose them." She said, and handed me two small rectangles of paper. As I read them, my jaw dropped.
"Miami! That's where the honeymoon is!" I almost jumped out of my skin in excitement.
"No. We're actually just stopping there on our way to Siberia."
"You read my mind. I can't wait." I said, laughing and placing a peck on her cheek. She actually blushed, something she rarely did. "Wait. The time on these says we're catching the flight an hour after the ceremony."
"Yup. We're leaving right after 'I do'."
"What about the reception? Isn't it sort of required that we be there?"
"What reception?" Tegan asked, heading for the door. "I'm running late for a very important date!" I heard her sing loudly as the door swung shut behind her.
-8 hours later-
Tegan's P.O.V.
I shuffled out of the terminal, following Sara walking exitedly in front of me. Through the clear windows of the airport, I could see the sun was well on its way to setting, though our bodies were still tuned for three hours earlier in the day. At least Sara's was- I still felt sticky from my in flight nap. I hurried up beside her to grab her hand as we followed the signs to the car rental desk.
Feeling lucky I'd decided to get my license a few months earlier, I grudgingly handed over the money to rent a small car for the week.
"I'm so exited! Where are we staying?" Sara said as we exited the parking garage.
"Hold your horses, it's only ten minutes from the airport." Or at least I hoped it was- I'd never been anywhere south of Michigan before. At least the traffic wasn't so bad. It was definitely off-season; too warm for snowbirds, too cold for Floridians. As we cruised through downtown, we saw most people bundled up in winter jackets, rushing to get inside their warm buildings. Sara and I laughed, looking down at each other's shorts and tank tops.
We finally arrived at the hotel, a large, imposing art deco building. Sara and I gaped around as we checked in. I'd only seen it in pictures, and it was much more lavish than I'd expected.
We took the elevator to one of the top floors and entered our room eagerly. It was bigger than the two bedrooms and living room in our apartment combined.
"Jesus Christ, Tegan." Sara breathed., looking around in amazement. "This must have cost us a fortune."
"Pretty much." I admitted. But I knew it was more than worth it. "Why don't you go take a shower first while I'll unpack?"
"Thanks, sweetie." Sara chirped and disappeared into the bathroom after a quick peck on the lips. As soon as the door shut behind her, I heard a loud screech. Dropping the suitcase I was holding and darting into the bathroom, I hoped it wasn't one of the mutant bugs I'd heard were down here.
"What? What's the matter!" I yelled, searching Sara's shocked face for the answer.
"Tegan! There's a fucking phone in here! In the bathroom!"
"Oh... I thought you saw a spider or something." I said, laughing hysterically.
"Oh please, Tee. We both know you're the one whose petrified of bugs." I stuck my tongue out at her.
"You need help in here, Sasa? I could wash your back..." I said suggestively, eyeing the giant cave-like shower with water spouts on three sides. Sara chuckled and pushed me out of the bathroom.
"Oh, but then who would unpack our bags?" She quipped behind me, closing the bathroom door and locking it.
As soon as I heard the water running, I dashed to the phone to confirm the reservations I had made to the fanciest restaurant in town I could afford. As the phone rang, I smiled to myself- tonight would definitely be a special one.
Sara's P.O.V.
"Why are you wearing a dress?" I asked in shock as I spotted Tegan brushing her hair in the mirror. The black dress stopped short just above her knees, gliding over her perfect curves gracefully. I'd never seen her in a dress before, but I certainly wasn't going to complain about it now.
"We're going out to eat. We have reservations."
"Oh... I mean- wow. You look... I've never seen you in a dress before, Tee." She rose up from the seat in front of the mirror, approaching me slowly.
"Do you... like it?" She purred in my ear, her hands lightly brushing my waist through the towel I was wearing. I gulped.
"Y-yes. You look gorgeous." I stammered, trying to keep my cool.
"Thank you." She said innocently, and backed away quickly to slip on her shoes.
"You're such a tease!" I complained as fished in the small closet Tegan had stocked for something to wear.
Later that night...
"Are you ok to drive?" I asked Tegan, suspecting she'd had a glass too many during dinner.
"Yeah.. yeah." she giggled slightly. I grabbed the keys from her and slipped in the driver's seat. Despite not having a license, I definitely knew how to drive a car. And besides- I'd rather get a ticket than get in an accident. Tegan slipped into the passenger seat, her hand wandering to my thigh as I started the car. I gasped in surprise, and turned to look at her as the air conditioning started blasting.
"Did you have a good time?" she asked, suddenly serious.
"Yes. The restaurant was amazing, the wedding was perfect, Tegan. This day is perfectly complete... at least it almost is."
"Is there something else you need? Something you want me to give you?" Tegan breathed, leaning in closer. Shocks ran down my spine as I nodded slightly before our lips met. My hands looped around her neck as I struggled to get closer to her, our kisses becoming more hurried until I broke the contact, both of us breathing hard.
"No more funny business while I'm trying to drive, ok?" I said as I backed the car out of the parking lot, though I knew I enjoyed every minute of Tegan's lips on mine no matter when or where it was. And judging by the cocky smirk on her face, she knew it too...
I caught Tegan's wrist lightly as she was about to turn on the lights in the room.
"Keep them off." I hummed against her neck, leading her back to pin her down against the plush king sized bed. I let my lips ravish her neck, greedily nipping at her pulse point as my left hand moved up and down the side of her body. She whimpered softly through heavy breaths.
Suddenly, I felt her struggle beneath me, attempting to take control.
"Not yet. It's my turn." I snarled, and brought my hand to her thigh, slipping it higher up her dress. She moaned loudly, squirming under me. I slipped off my clothes impatiently- I knew should wait and savor the moment, but we had all week for that didn't we?
"Mmph, I hate dresses." I muttered, struggling to pull the dress up over Tegan's head. She sat up to help me and threw it on the floor, her hair mussed and face red. She removed her bra quickly, pulling me back on top of her, arching slightly in anticipation.
"Are you sure you're ready?" I asked, just as I was about to show my appreciation for her beautiful breasts. For some reason it almost felt like out first time together again.
"God, Sara- I've been dying for two months. Just fuck me already!" I didn't need to be told twice- I'd been dying just as much. I couldn't wait to tease her; I let my tongue capture her erect nipple, and my right hand slip into her underwear.
"Aah... Yess!" Tegan moaned as her hips bucked into my hand, which was roughly massaging her hard clit. I could feel her wetness soaking my palm, and groaning in frustration, I pulled her underwear down the rest of the way and she kicked them onto the floor. Her hips arched to meet my hand as her breathing came in ragged pants.
"Mphh... Sara! Oh, God- kiss me!" Tegan demanded as I slipped two fingers into her dripping wet core. My lips covered her open, moaning ones. Her hips started to rock faster and faster as our tongues sloppily danced in each other's mouths. I let my palm hit her clit hard as I thrust into her hard and fast, adding another finger.
Suddenly, Tegan's whole body erupted in tremors, her mouth opening wide as if to scream and her back arching into me. Her hair was wildly strung around her, and her face was beat red- she looked so beautiful, I could hardly stand it. As the last waves of her orgasm shook through her body, she grabbed my face with her hands and stared straight into my eyes intensely.
I collapsed on her chest, breathing hard, feeling her fingers running shakily through my hair as I clutched her tightly.
"That was amazing, Sara." Tegan said in a soft voice. "You're amazing." She brought me up for another kiss, gentle and drawn out.
"I want you to feel this too." Tegan said, hew voice low. I wanted to protest- I knew she was exhausted, but as she laid me down on the soft pillows, her touch felt too good to resist. Somehow knowing I'd been aching for her mouth on me since we walked in the door, Tegan wasted no time in moving down my bare body. I involuntarily arched into her mouth as her tongue circled around my clit. Just as I was getting settled, a familiar burning sensation building in my lower stomach, Tegan's tongue moved lower, slipping inside me. I felt hoarse cries escape my lips as she brought her fingers up to massage my swollen button gently.
Suddenly, sooner than I wanted, I came hard, ecstasy washing over every nerve in my body. My toes curled, one hand clutching at the sheets, the other gripping Tegan's poor head for dear life. Tegan removed her hand and mouth from me, eliciting a small whimper from my lips. I felt her slide up beside me and we immediately clung to each other, both on the brink of sleep.
"This is the best day of my life. I-I love you so much." Tegan said. I felt tears of joy slide down my face for the second time in 24 hours and kissed her forehead lightly.
"I love you, Tegan. Forever. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Sasa."