Disclaimer: Characters are owned and produced by The Disney Channel, That's So Productions, Brookwell-McNamara Entertainment, It's A Laugh Productions, Warren & Rinsler Productions, NBC Universal, Tailwind Productions and Shaftesbury Films. I am just borrowing them for these stories. Original characters are owned by the author of this story.
Author's Note: If you think you are suffering from déjà vu when you read the first paragraph of this chapter, you are. It is the second paragraph of chapter 3 verbatim. What? I can't help it if they do the same thing twice!
By the way, just so you know, this chapter has a very strong M rating for language and sexual situations. These are two very emotionally charged women on their way home to make up after a very difficult and gut wrenching evening that saw them fight twice and had each of them narrowly avoid sleeping with someone else. To say that reader discretion is advised would be an understatement. Remember the hallway scene from Unfaithful? Think intensity like that, and now you've got the picture.
When Continents Collide
Chapter 6
My Love is Like Whoa
"Chelsea!" Raven called out. "Chelsea, will you wait a minute!" Chelsea never checked her speed as Raven was now power walking just to remain within two strides of her. "Chelsea Ophelia Daniels! Slow down and talk to me!" It was only then did Chelsea's gait slow enough for Raven to catch up to her. It still took nearly a minute for Raven to catch enough breath to speak clearly.
They had just gotten off the train at their subway stop and were about a 10-minute leisurely walk from their apartment.
"I'm sorry Rae. I just can't wait to get home." Chelsea said before turning to Raven. The redhead's eyes were as dark brown as Raven had ever seen. The last time she saw Chelsea's eyes that dark was about a year earlier when Raven made a special phone call to Chelsea suggestively begging her to come home and do anything but cuddle with her. For the umpteenth time in their relationship, Chelsea had ignited Raven's sexual pilot light.
Raven scanned her surroundings before speaking up. "So don't wait." Raven then guided Chelsea into the entrance of a darkened alley. She pushed the redhead's back against the brick wall and began passionately kissing her. Chelsea was on fire. Raven was on fire. Two raging fires equal an inferno.
"Holy shit, Rae!" Chelsea spat. Raven continued to passionately kiss Chelsea as she ground her body into her lover's. "Somebody could see us!"
"Then they'd get one hell of a show!" Raven growled as she fumbled her way inside Chelsea's sweatpants and began stroking her.
"Motherfu… AHHH!" Chelsea whimpered as Raven found exactly what she was looking for. Chelsea squirmed up against the brick wall. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Raven was going to take her and she was powerless to stop it. "Rae! Please! Don't fuck me in an alley! Let's go home!"
Raven saw the same look of desperation in Chelsea's eyes that she felt inside when she stood at Teri's door earlier.
"Okay. Let's go!" Raven said. Chelsea straightened her sweatpants, grabbed Raven's hand and shot out of the alley like a cannon.
The two of them flew down the New York City sidewalk. Chelsea was sprinting at top speed as she rounded the corner. They were now two blocks from home. Raven hated running, but matched Chelsea stride for stride. They had somewhere to be and had something to do and they were going to get there and do it… to hell with everybody else.
They chewed up sidewalk as they ran. This encounter was going to be one for the ages. They dodged dog walkers, night strollers and physical obstructions on their path. As they approached their building, the sound of their tennis shoes beating the pavement was accompanied by the jingling of keys that Chelsea had taken out of her pocket.
Two people near the base of the apartment steps whipped their heads around when they heard the sound of urgent footsteps behind them.
"Raven? Chelsea? Everything alright?" The man said. It was their neighbor John from 4G along with his wife Tammy.
"Hi John! Hi Tammy! We're fine!" Chelsea said as they ran up the steps. Chelsea fumbled with the keys before jamming them in the lock. Their neighbors watched in amusement as they scrambled to get in the building.
"Bye John! Bye Tammy!" Raven shouted as they disappeared in a blur.
"Wow!" John said. "I'd pay to be a fly on their wall tonight!"
"Normally, I'd say you were a nasty pervert." Tammy said. "But the way they ran up here… I'd pay to see that too!"
Raven and Chelsea got to the elevator lobby. All three elevators were on top floors.
"Shit!" Raven spat. She looked around. "Stairs!" She took off in a dead sprint for the stairwell. Chelsea was right behind her. Years of doing the Stairmaster in the gym are finally gonna pay off tonight. Raven thought as she began to ascend the five flights of stairs to reach their floor. After a flight and a half of watching Raven's shapely backside switching up the stairs, Chelsea's eyes could take no more. With a surge of energy, she caught Raven near the top of the stairs at the second floor and pushed her against the wall.
"Ummpfh!" That was the noise Raven made as she hit the wall. Chelsea was all over her. The redhead began pulling her down on the stairs. "Chel…s… what… are you… doing?" Raven was being overwhelmed like never before. Chelsea was on top of Raven on the stairs. This was as forbidden as it got. They had made love in the elevator the day they got together, but they had disabled it. Anyone could walk into the stairwell at any given moment. None of that mattered at that moment.
Chelsea reached inside Raven's sweats and struck gold. "OH SHIT!" Raven screamed at the top of her lungs. Her voice boomed and echoed in the cavernous stairwell. "Chels… somebody could… FUCK!" Chelsea was flipping Raven's switch with deadly precision. "Get up! Get up!" Raven scrambled to her feet. She got nose-to-nose with Chelsea. "I'm gonna tear your pretty little ass up when we get up stairs!" Raven growled.
"Bring it on… BABY!" Chelsea said with a wicked grin.
Chelsea took off as they continued their climb to the fifth floor. In the middle of the fourth floor stairwell, it was now Raven's turn to boil over. She picked up the taller, but smaller framed young woman and pushed her against the wall on the fourth floor landing. Chelsea wrapped her legs around Raven as they passionately and hungrily explored each other's mouths.
Raven put Chelsea down. When Chelsea turned to run she pushed Chelsea over to the railing and reached inside Chelsea's sweats from behind stroking her.
"OOOOO!" Chelsea exclaimed as Raven caressed her. She continued her moans until she could stand no more. "One more floor, Baxter! One more!" Chelsea resumed her climb. They reached the fifth floor stairwell door, which was at the other end of the hallway. They took off in another dead sprint to reach the door. Chelsea's effort to unlock the door was interrupted by Raven's roaming hands. She was underneath Chelsea's t-shirt caressing any and every part of Chelsea's body she could get her hands on.
"I want you so fucking bad!" Raven growled in Chelsea's ear.
Chelsea unlocked the apartment door as they practically spilled inside. Chelsea threw her keys to the ground. Sweatpants, t-shirts, tennis shoes and bras went flying in all directions. They hungrily kissed each other. Raven took the upper hand by pushing Chelsea's back into the front door.
"You like slamming me into doors, huh?" Chelsea growled in between kisses, their lips barely parting. "Let's see if it turns you on." Chelsea then stunned Raven by picking her up underneath her butt, spinning around and slamming the dark-haired beauty against the front door with a resounding thud.
"Oh shit!" Raven exclaimed with a laugh that was half-shock, all arousal. "You're stronger than you look." Raven purred.
"Quicker too." Chelsea said before thrusting two fingers inside Raven.
"Ahhh!" Raven screamed. Every thrust Chelsea made was harder than the one before it. She was clearly in a zone that Raven had never seen before. Moments later, Chelsea repeated her feat of strength, picking Raven up again. Raven wrapped her legs around Chelsea's thin frame as she found herself being carried over to the couch. Chelsea tossed her down on the couch and looked down at Raven. Chelsea's hair was tossed to the side; her eyes blazed a deep, dark brown. She stood over Raven like a conqueror. She picked up the remote on the stereo's CD changer and flipped a couple of CD's until she found what she was looking for.
My Love Is Like Whoa by Mya
See, baby
I know you done had your share of girls
I am more than confident
You won't ever have to search any streets for
affection
I got you
What kind of girl you like
I know my looks can be deceivin'
Tell me am I your type
My main goal is to please you
What's on the schedule tonight
Am I the reason you'll be treatin'
I hope you have an appetite
So tell me, baby, will you come and spend the night
My love is like...(whoa)
My kiss is like... (whoa)
My touch is like... (whoa)
My sex is like... (whoa)
My ass is like... (whoa)
My body's like... (whoa)
And you're kissin' it
So what you think of it
Chelsea climbed on top of Raven as the music pulsated. Every kiss had meaning, every touch had purpose, every look spoke volumes. They continued their passionate kissing as the song played. Near the end of the song, their movements had become so intense that at one point, they fell off the couch onto the floor. During a normal lovemaking session, Chelsea would have exploded in laughter and Raven would have cracked a Ravenesque joke that would have turned Chelsea beet red in the face from laughing so hard. This time, however, there was no laughter; just more panting, more kissing, more needing, more wanting.
Raven was on top of Chelsea, straddling her. Chelsea reached up and accepted one of Raven's hardened nipples into her mouth. Chelsea massaged the other nipple with her free hand. Raven reached between her legs and began stroking herself in small circles.
"Oh my god, Chelsea!" Raven was quivering with the combination of Chelsea's touch and her own.
"Here let me help you." Chelsea reached between Raven's legs and felt the silkiness of Raven's wetness. "Did I do that?" Chelsea feigned ignorance.
"You know goddamn well you did that!" Raven said with passion. Chelsea smiled and picked up where Raven left off. Raven literally purred like a kitten and began rolling her hips.
"Go over to the bean bag chair." Chelsea ordered. Raven was about to protest but looked down and saw the look in Chelsea's eyes. She went over to the beanbag and sat down.
"You trust me?"
"Yes." Raven breathlessly said.
"Close your eyes and open your legs." Chelsea said with icy sexuality.
"Okay." Raven said. She heard Chelsea walk across the room. She felt her settle between her legs. She felt Chelsea plant a soft kiss on her clit. Raven drew a breath between clenched teeth. She felt a quick lick across her clit. "Ooh!" Raven exclaimed. She felt Chelsea slowly drag her tongue from her perineum to her labia and back down then up again before lightly sucking her clit. Raven drew a breath between clenched teeth once again. "Shit! Do that again!" Raven cooed. Chelsea complied. "Oh... baby... damn!"
Chelsea then began increasing her speed and intensity. Raven began moaning. Louder and louder her moans became as Chelsea's tongue moved faster and faster. Raven could feel an orgasm building inside her. And she knew this one was going to be special.
"Chelsea, please!" Raven uttered with breathless abandon. She also instinctively began rolling and pinching her nipples, a look of pure nirvana etched on her beautiful face, providing Chelsea with a stunning visual any time she glanced up. Chelsea moaned when she heard Raven's plea. She got aroused when she heard Raven beg because it was so unlike her normal personality. "Chelsea, please!" Raven repeated her plea. Chelsea, who was more than content at the moment with pleasing Raven, suddenly felt her temperature spike. The urge to touch herself was overwhelming. Raven had officially sent her over the edge. Chelsea lifted her pelvis slightly and began pleasuring herself. The sight of this was simply too much for Raven to bear.
She wanted to tell Chelsea that she was about to come, but she couldn't form the words. Raven grabbed the throw pillow that was next to the beanbag. To say the orgasm that washed over her was better than any she had ever experienced would be an understatement. Had she not grabbed a pillow to scream into, someone would have surely called the police. The flowing wetness that accompanied her climax underscored the heightened level of her arousal.
Chelsea slid up the length of Raven's voluptuous body. Raven laid her head on Chelsea's shoulder as her body began to return to its normal state.
"I'm sorry." Raven said with her eyes closed as she inhaled deeply, taking in the faint scent of strawberry from Chelsea's body wash.
"For what?" Chelsea asked.
"I wasn't expecting such a… damp ending." Raven said with a degree of modesty that surprised Chelsea.
"Damp ending? I've never heard it described like that before." Chelsea said with a mild air of sarcasm.
"Am I that vulgar and profane that what I just said surprised you?" Raven asked.
"No, baby. I just wasn't expecting that description." Chelsea said before closing her eyes. Raven looked up at Chelsea before bringing her fingers to her mouth and wetting her fingertips.
"You probably weren't expecting this either." Raven said softly as she placed her hand between Chelsea's legs and began caressing her.
"Oh, baby." Chelsea whispered. Raven continued for a moment, then remembered something. She stopped.
"One sec." Raven said before crawling over to the coffee table and picking up the stereo remote.
Cold winds may blow over the icy seas
I'll take with me the warmth of thee
A taste of honey
A taste much sweeter than wine
A broad grin emerged across Chelsea's lips. "We haven't played this since the first night we made love." Chelsea said referring to Lizz Wright's A Taste of Honey.
"But you sang it to me at the airport in Vegas, remember?" Raven reminded Chelsea.
"Right before you got on the plane. I remember." Chelsea said. "So I take it that you plan to finish what you just started." Raven leaned over and delivered one of the more sensual kisses of their relationship. "Make love to me Raven."
I will leave behind my heart to wear
And may it ever remind you of
A taste of honey
A taste sweeter than wine
Raven continued kissing Chelsea, paying individual attention to each lip. Chelsea breathlessly panted with each kiss. Raven lifted her head to lock eyes with Chelsea. No words needed to be said. The look said it all. Without diverting her eyes from Chelsea's, she reached down and resumed her touching of Chelsea. They could not take their eyes off one another. They were reading every emotion that was in their hearts through their eyes.
"Raven, if you keep looking at me like that…"
"Chelsea, I can't help it."
"I know. Neither can I."
Raven's fingers skillfully floated over Chelsea's femininity. Chelsea's panting became shallow. The pants turned in to soft moans. The soft moans turned into slightly louder moans. All the while, her gaze never left the hazel eyes of her caramel-skinned lover.
I will return
I'll return
I'll come back for the honey and you
(musical interlude)
Raven's intense gaze was increasing the pleasure that Chelsea was experiencing. There was a part of her that wanted Raven to do something else. She loved the feel of Raven's mouth on her body, but she seemed to be captivated with Raven's face. Many times in the year before they began dating, Chelsea would dream of Raven looking down at her as she made love to her. This, however, was no dream. It was her gazing down at her, making love to her.
With her eyes still locked on Raven, she reached down and gently placed Raven's two middle fingers inside her. Raven's strokes were as gentle and mellow as the song that played in the background.
He never came back to his love so fair
And so she died dreaming of his kiss
His kiss of honey
A taste more bitter than wine
I will return
I will return
I'll come back for the honey and you
Chelsea's cries of pleasure were deep and soulful. What had started out so primal and animalistic was going to end gently and erotically. Every movement of Raven's fingers had purpose. Every ounce of pleasure was going to be extracted from Chelsea's being on this night.
Chelsea had managed to prop herself up with her hands extended behind her, leaning back. On one particularly deep push of Raven's fingers, Chelsea responded with a deep and deliberate guttural expression. "Oooooh… shit!" Raven attempted to speed up but Chelsea stopped her. "No, no, no baby. Just… like… this… OH RAVEN!… Wooo!… Fuck!" Chelsea threw her head back then quickly lifted her head and re-acquired Raven's eyes with her own.
"Damn! That must've felt good!" Raven remarked.
Chelsea let out a sexy, throaty giggle. "Uh-huh… Oh… baby…" Chelsea's words were slowly delivered, measured and practically dripping out of her mouth. "I… am going… to come… so hard… UNNHHH!"
"Just tell me what you want me to do." Raven said. Her excitement level was increasing by the second. She had seen Chelsea very aroused before but this was a little different. Chelsea reached down and slowly pushed Raven's fingers as far as they would go.
Chelsea let out a halting high-pitched squeal. "Slowly… curl your fingers." Chelsea tensely said. Raven could tell that the moment of truth was at hand. Raven slowly curled her fingers in a come hither motion, brushing Chelsea's g-spot. Chelsea let out a loud, low-pitched scream that came from her belly. Every curl of Raven's fingers brought another scream. Raven grabbed the pillow. Chelsea snatched it and bit down on it as she screamed.
The auburn-haired beauty then threw the pillow aside and pulled Raven to her for a deep kiss. Moments later, she would need the pillow more than ever before, but couldn't reach it.
"GODDAMNIT, RAVEN! AAAAHHHH!" Chelsea's orgasm turned out to be as "damp" as Raven's earlier one. Chelsea laid motionless on the beanbag, beads of sweat glistening along her brow line. Raven laid in between her legs with her head resting on Chelsea's stomach.
"How does the term 'damp ending' sound now?" Raven asked.
"Not so bad now." Chelsea responded as they both chuckled. "Not so bad."
"This was one crazy night, huh?" Raven asked.
"Crazy doesn't begin to describe it." Chelsea answered. "By the way, I thought you hated running. You were flying tonight."
"Look at what I had to run for." Raven replied. "If they told me that the prize for winning the New York City marathon was you… at the finish line… in bed … I'd win that motherfucker every year!" Chelsea burst out in laughter. Raven's laugh slowly began to turn to a serious gaze. "I love your laugh. I don't know what I would have done if…"
"Don't even say it." Chelsea interrupted. "You will never have to find out."
"I love you so much." Raven whispered.
"I love you more." Chelsea countered. "And I'm gonna show you exactly how much I love you tomorrow."
"I can't skip class again." Raven said. "Although if it's gonna be as good as what we just did, I might have to reconsider." She purred.
"No, not that, ya nasty!" Chelsea shot back using Raven's words against her. "I mean… I am going to call Claire and apologize to her. I was wrong to pounce on her like that."
"She'd appreciate that. She wanted to call you, but I told her to wait and give you a chance to cool off. You really looked like you wanted a piece of her. When was the last time you fought anyway?" Raven asked.
"You remember." Chelsea said ominously. "Remember my Malibu Barbie car?"
"Yeah! I was playing with it and you came over and took it out of my hands, so I kicked you in the knee!" Raven recalled.
"Right. And I punched you in the arm…" Chelsea continued.
"And we started rolling around on the floor of my room…" Raven said as they started laughing. "My father had to break us up! Man, I forgot about that. That must have been when we were…"
"About nine." Chelsea said. "Wow! We haven't fought anybody in twelve, thirteen years?"
"YOU haven't fought anybody in that long." Raven said.
"Who have you fought since then… and when? I was with you all the time!" Chelsea wondered.
"It was when you went to Camp Wakkamash. One day I ran into Bianca by herself and she started hassling me, talking about how stupid you were. I got pissed off and told her that if she didn't get out of my face with that crap, I was gonna make her regret saying it." Raven said.
"What did she say?"
"She said, 'Whatever. I'm not scared of you or that dizzy bitch you hang with.' So I hit her with a left hook. She went down and I jumped in her chest and fucked her up." Raven said with pride.
"You fought for me? That is so sweet, Rae! But wait a minute! Weren't you scared she and her girls were gonna come back at you?" Chelsea asked.
"She was so shocked… and impressed that I stepped to her like that, she told me that I beat her fair and square and that she would watch our backs on the down low. That's why we never had any trouble as long as she was there."
"God, Rae! I can't believe you fought for me!" Chelsea said incredulously.
"Just like I can't believe you were going to fight for me." Raven said. "You think you could take her?"
"Pfft! Please!" Chelsea said. "She woulda had ranch dressing coming out of her ears when I got finished with her!"
"You think you can take me?" Raven said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
"I took you once tonight… I can take you again…" Chelsea rolled her hips underneath Raven. "And again…" She repeated her hip roll. "And again." She repeated the hip roll for a third time.
"Remember the end of Rocky III?" Raven asked.
"I sure do." Chelsea said as she put her mock mouthpiece in a la Rocky Balboa. "You wanna ring the bell?" She recalled Rocky's line in the last scene of the movie. Raven continued the reference a la Apollo Creed.
"Ding… ding." Raven said before sliding up to kiss Chelsea. Round two of the night had just begun.
(Singing) "It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight, risin' up to the challenge of our rivals…" Come on you know the song! "and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night, and he's watching us all with the eye… of the tiger." Did you like chapter six? Yes it was all sex. Yes that's the way I intended to write it. I respect you if you thought it was too much. I respect you if you thought it wasn't enough. Either way, PLEASE REVIEW. Chapter seven is straight ahead.