"No."
She winces at how harsh it sounds. The crease between Nicole's eyebrows causes her to stutter through a few syllables before Nicole tries to help.
"Are you sur-"
"Yes I want this...I mean I want you. "
Releasing the breath she didn't know she was holding, she feels herself calm slightly as she gazes into Nicole's eyes.
"I'm just-I'm nervous. I don't...Champ was my first and only" she confesses as she shifts uneasily on her feet, looking away and down again.
Shit..why did I have to mention him.
Waverly hears Nicole's "Hey now" but she keeps her eyes cast downward in the hope Nicole will just leave it alone. But there's another part of her that wants to tell Nicole everything. A part of her that dreams of having more than she's ever had before, more freedom, more control, more love. Every day it gets more demanding and Waverly wonders why she still lets her fears stop her. Eyes closed she inhales deeply, before reaching for the courage to just spit it out despite how exposed she feels.
"What if I don't live up to your expectations?...I'm not-"
Her voice stills at the tender rubbing of Nicole's thumbs on her hands.
"I'm nervous too."
The admission provokes her eyes to jump up to the lips that uttered the words. It's not something she had ever thought she'd hear from Nicole.
"You are?"
Her voice betrays her disbelief.
"Of course."
Nicole's answer is coupled with a caring hand that settles on Waverly's face, the thumb drawing a soft path along her cheek.
"I wish you could see yourself through my eyes Waverly. You'd realise what an amazing, kind, courageous, intelligent, loyal, and caring person you are...you don't even know how beautiful you are, inside and out."
Nicole's fingers trace Waverly's cheekbone before brushing a loose strand of hair behind Waverly's ear. She leaves her hand behind, stroking gently and fueling a warmth that spreads through Waverly, not only soothing her but inspiring bravery also.
"I've never met someone like you. I've never fallen so hard or so fast for someone before. So yes I'm a little terrified."
Nicole seems to know exactly how to make her feel better. Waverly reaches up on her tip toes planting a quick kiss before Nicole has time to react.
"So we can be nervous together?"
She reaches up again, this time the kiss is deep and lingering, and leaves behind it lips that curve into a contagious smile.
"So we can get less nervous together."
Fearful feelings now firmly in retreat, Waverly kisses Nicole with hunger and it's reciprocated in kind, hands flowing over one other's bodies. She stops when her hands reach Nicole's hips for the fourth time and starts directing them backwards slowly. It's not long before the back of Nicole's legs bump up against the bed. Only Nicole's clothing stands in their way now.
"This has to come off...now" Waverly says amongst kisses as she tugs at the hem of Nicole's top. Her words come off as more of a command, because of the mild annoyance at the obstacles in her path to her goal.
"So demanding."
It's said teasingly and complimented with a wink but it's obvious that Nicole saw the flash of hesitation that crossed her face when she follows it up with "No don't stop" in a much kinder tone. Belief restored Waverly fires back "Oh so you like the domination thing" even as her cheeks redden. Nicole's eyes comically widen and she lets out an exaggerated gasp "Waverly Earp!" Their embrace doesn't break as they both descend into giggles.
Bravery takes Waverly and with a pleased hum raises her lips to find Nicole's and presses a slow and searing kiss on them. When they disconnect, Waverly brings Nicole's fingers back to the few closed buttons and together they make quick work of her shirt. Nicole inhales loudly at the show of skin the gap in between the shirt allows. Impatient now, Waverly pulls up the bottom of Nicole's tank top and together they lift it over Nicole's head, dropping it to the floor. It's her turn to breath heavily as she stares at an exquisite half naked Nicole.
Fuuuuck...
"My eyes are up here" Nicole teases, grin irresistible, devastating dimples appearing as if an invisible presence is squeezing her cheeks with two fingers. Waverly knows she's blushing and flustered again but she can't help it with this striking view of Nicole's beautiful body.
I need to respond...c'mon Waverly
She spurts out "You're WOW."
"Waverly, great reader of many dusty old books and mighty fighter of demons and the best you can come up with is a simple wow" Nicole remarks gleefully. Waverly pouts but then decides to take control. She silences any further joking by mounting an attack that makes Nicole moan. Waverly's lips tilt upwards and her hands roam, tongue flicking the underside of Nicole's top lip before sneaking past. Her hands reach Nicole's breasts, delighting in the fact they're finally able to touch freely. It's Nicole who pulls back, Waverly too far gone in an addictive steamy haze of pleasure. Both herself and Nicole breath heavily, foreheads touching, Waverly returning the goofy smile Nicole gives her.
"No point being in the bedroom if we don't use the bed" Nicole quips as slides a hand down to the back of her thigh and Waverly hooks her legs around her waist. Nicole lifts her easily despite her healing injuries and she turns to the bed, not breaking eye contact and still smiling as she lays Waverly gently down. Nicole follows quickly, her head bowing and her lips seizing Waverly's. She moans into Nicole's mouth when their breasts touch. The police shirt has shifted, slipped completely open, newly bared skin melting against Nicole's. Nicole's erect nipples push into her skin, her own doing the same to Nicole. It causes a rush of intoxicating desire between her legs.
"You...are...a...vision."
Between each word, Nicole plants thoughtful kisses on her shoulders, neck and face reducing their previous tempo, Waverly knows it's for her benefit, a last chance to back out. Instead she sends Nicole a grateful smile before her hand curls around the back of Nicole's neck pulling her down into a fierce kiss, pushing all thoughts of slowing down out of Nicole's head. It escalates into a chaotic mess of bodies and somewhere along the way Nicole loses her pants. Waverly doesn't remember how, the near worship of her body has obliterated her ability to think. She doesn't let that stop her hands and mouth from carrying out their own worship. She knows Nicole's enjoying this as much as her, lustful noises attesting to it and encouraging her further. When Nicole's tongue circles around her nipple and then flicks across, it unearths a deep gasp from her as her nails dig into Nicole's shoulders. The throbbing between her legs increases and spreads outwards. Nicole seems to sense this, shifting her knee against her already wet core. Thighs shudder as a needy whimper escapes her throat. There's too much to take in, everything is vibrating and on fire and demanding her attention. It's never felt this intense before.
"Tell me what you want" and Waverly's sure she's never heard Nicole's voice as husky before and it sends warm shivers of arousal running down, her already smoldering need intensifying.
It starts as a rumble in her chest and turns into a breathy declaration.
"You."
She gives in to the seductive sensations, reveling in the loss of control over her own body. She's panting, grinding down against Nicole's knee, whose talented fingers are busy along with her tongue and mouth and teeth.
"Fuck me."
It's not the words she plans to use but it's all she can utter right now, craving desire having overtaken her brain. Nicole doesn't respond quickly enough so Waverly rasps out "Fingers." Nicole smiles that damn charming dimpled smile of hers one hand disappearing to replace her leg. She almost comes undone right there and then when her thumb grazes over her clit sending a shockwave through her. When Nicole pauses the attention on her clit to easily slide a finger into her Waverly expels a needy whine. Nicole who had been showering explicit affection along her neck and collarbone, stops her sucking and nipping to look deeply into her eyes. Waverly cuts her off with a messy kiss before Nicole can say anything. Nicole understands and starts a gentle rhythm with her hand, Waverly's hips rocking in sync. As the pace builds, she adds a second experienced finger and Waverly can't stop the cacophony of noises that pour out of her. She doesn't care, losing herself in Nicole and Nicole in her.
"Nicole...fuck"
Her hands scramble to grasp onto Nicole and find her shoulders, fingers sinking in in, breathing fast and hips arching. A familiar delicious feeling starts in her lower stomach, swelling up inside her as it builds at a ferocious pace. She attempts a last "Nic-" as another finger presses down on her clit pushing her over the edge.
Fuuuuuuuuuu-
Her walls clench, pleasure erupts and the floods burst through the dam. The orgasm thunders through her blinding her to everything except pleasure.
Waverly slowly becomes aware again of the delicious sensation of Nicole's whole body pressed against hers. Her limbs are heavy but satisfied, and tangled up in Nicole's who's stroking her hair and dropping soft kisses across her face, chest and neck. She opens her eyes as little spasms still flutter through her body. Nicole lovingly brushes the stray hair off her forehead. Sunlight coming through the window causes Nicole's brow and a cheek to glow, illuminating a patch of sweat generated by their actions.
I've never seen anything so beautiful in my whole life.
"You're amazing...That was amazing."
Her voice is slightly hoarse but undeniably sincere. Nicole shoots her a happy grin before saying "You're amazing too." Waverly easily replies a joyous smile of her own and with her energy beginning to return, she pulls down Nicole for a long passionate kiss.
Nicole had compared her to a storm but Nicole was like the rain after a drought, refreshing Waverly and washing away the pain of the past.
Time to put my research to the test.
Waverly breaks the kiss to say "my turn" and excitedly pushes back Nicole, avoiding her still healing injury. Nicole accommodates the manoeuver but taps on her collarbone just once, Waverly stopping at the familiar signal. Nicole asks tenderly "Are you sure?" with eyes that still held visible hunger.
"I'm sure...so damn sure" states Waverly with a gaze that communicates the same. She adds "No more questions" in case Nicole's somehow not convinced. Waverly sees a mischievous look developing on Nicole's face and cuts off any chance of a smart reply with a confident kiss.
- I just want to say thanks to everyone who read this first attempt at a fic. It means a lot that there are people out there who want to read my writing (even if it's only because it revolves around WayHaught!) I know it was a little all over the place but I hope you enjoyed the ride (pun intended.)
To those who took time to comment on this story, you really motivated me to keep writing it. I wouldn't have finished it without you, so thank you so much
