AN- Sorry for the long wait guys, you know, life, no motivation, life, and stuff get in the way. Will try to update soon, hopefully when I get the complete story down. Sorry again. Now I sound like a broken record.. Anyways, here's the chapter, enjoy! :)
They were strolling through the carnival, fingers laced. Pepa kept gazing at Silvia, admiring how her eyes twinkled with the many lamps that dotted their path. Pepa liked how warm and content she felt when she saw Silvia pressed to her side, fingers intertwined with her own, Silvia's head leaning slightly, resting in the crook of her neck. It was right.
The carnival was fun. After a few tries, Pepa had managed to win the stuffed bear for her redhead. Silvia had taken to teasing her more, ghosting her lips over Pepa's hyper-aware skin, fingers caressing the brunette subtly, leaving trails of goose bumps in its wake. Pepa was not a person who could be flustered by such minimal lingering touches and teasing, it was just the effect Silvia had on her.
Now they were heading out of the carnival, being a picture of contentment. Pepa freed her arm from Silvia's grasp and put it around the redhead's waist, pulling her even closer, if it was possible. Slowly they approached the bike, carnival lagging behind with every step.
Pepa stopped when they got close enough to the bike, turning to face Silvia. "I'm proud of you pelirojja, You always amaze me, Preciosa." She said, cupping Silvia's face, looking adoringly in the redhead's soft brown eyes.
"What did I do?" Silvia questioned innocently.
"Standing up to your dad, being comfortable with holding my hand in public, agreeing to be with me here tonight… I just am sort of overwhelmed." Pepa said, eyes shining and crinkling as she gazed lovingly at Silvia. She wanted to say so many more things, she wanted to speak of how the redhead had taken over her emotions, her thoughts, her plans, how she had made her way into her heart and how she was soon becoming her life force, her reason to live. Instead she stroked her cheeks, pulled her close, lips almost touching, eyes peering into the redhead's, words she so wanted to say her precious redhead were threatening to spill out. She so wanted to say it, declare it, not say it in a roundabout way like they had said before. So she did.
"I love you." clear, quiet words made Silvia's heart swell with joy. Relief flooded through her and she could not contain herself.
"I love you too, Pepa."
With that they closed the distance between them, lips meeting in a kiss that was unlike any other they shared. Gentler, more passionate, holding more promise and love than ever.
They stood there under the stars, fused together in their loving embrace, for a long time. When they finally pulled away from each other, their eyes reflected the joy they felt after the clear admission of their love.
"Let's go back?" Pepa asked.
Silvia moved closer to her, wrapping Pepa in a warm hug, nuzzling the crook of her neck. "Yeah." she breathed and stepped back, holding Pepa's hand and lacing their fingers together.
"I'll make you dinner when we get back." Pepa commented as she smiled looking at their interlaced fingers.
"Really? What a sight it will be!" Silvia teased and pulled her towards the bike.
Hazel eyes looked skeptical, eyebrows arched, "All this rush to see me cook? I have a feeling that it's not your only motive, Pelirroja."
Silvia blushed and ducked her head. Regaining her composure, she fired back, "Well, that, and I really do want to finish what we left halfway when my father barged in on us." she suggested.
"Someone's raring to go. But yeah, that was a tragic way for our first time to be interrupted. Good thing we get another shot at it." Pepa observed with a smirk.
"Well, you better be good it then, I don't want to get all worked up for nothing." Silvia husked, leaning to nip Pepa's ear.
Pepa's eyes rolled back, she fought a moan and breathed deeply.
"You're incredibly forward today pelirroja. Hope you are prepared for the consequences, I sure as hell won't hold back." Pepa growled back. Two can play at the game, she thought, while watching Silvia falter for a moment.
"Vale, get us back now. I don't want to miss out on your cooking."
"As you wish Princessa."
Pepa kissed Silvia's hand, moved to sit on the bike and held her hand out for Silvia.
Silvia slid behind Pepa and secured her arms around the brunette's waist and nuzzled Pepa's slender neck.
"Let's go." She whispered, taking in the citrusy fragrance of Pepa's hair.
"Why are we stopping here?"Silvia asked when Pepa pulled over near a small building that seemed to house an eatery of sorts.
"I'll be back in a moment Preciosa, I just have to pick up a few things." Pepa said, pecking the redhead's cheek, almost sprinting towards the hole-in-the-wall restaurant. Silvia was left teetering on the parked motorbike; Silvia had almost childishly pouted and had refused to dismount from her perch on the bike, causing Pepa to park the bike carefully so as to not topple Silvia. Currently, Pepa was walking away briskly, chuckling slightly at the redhead's endearing stubbornness.
A few minutes later, Pepa emerged from the restaurant, armed with a bag. Silvia had been watching the door ever since Pepa walked in. A young blonde woman had followed Pepa outside, talking all the while. After a smile, the blonde hugged Pepa, then went back inside with a smile.
Silvia couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of anger at the embrace that seemed to last longer than she would've liked. Quickly, berating herself, she pushed the jealousy aside, finding Pepa back at her side in a flash. She put on a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
Somehow, as if it was bound to happen, Pepa caught on to her mood.
"What's the matter Princessa?"
"It's nothing. So, what have you got here?" Silvia deflected, pointing towards to bag in Pepa's hand.
"Stuff for our dinner. Now, tell me what's bothering you Silvia." Pepa maintained, looking pointedly at the redhead.
Silvia fidgeted, she didn't want Pepa to know about her jealousy, remembered how just hours earlier Pepa had reassured her. Pepa was very earnest with her declarations, Silvia had no reason to be worried, but that she was, bothered her. Then again, she didn't want to spoil the mood by closing off and have lingering issues. It was better to clear up things before moving forward.
So she sighed and started explaining.
"It's nothing much, I just got a bit angry when that blonde hugged you. It seemed to last longer than necessary." She said, not sounding spiteful, just somewhat defeated. Pepa caught on to her tone, she knew then that Silvia beating herself up about it.
"Hey pelirroja, it's okay. I'm sorry about that, I should've warned about Lucy. She just was a little excited, that's all."
"I didn't mean to get all jealous, but that you've been with more people than I have and one of them might just come walking in try to take you away from me bothers me a lot."
"You don't have to worry babe, I love you, that is what matters."
"Yeah, I know. And that I'm still insecure after knowing that is what bothers me. I don't want to be like this. But you're too precious to me, even the thought of sharing you or losing you scares me."
"You won't, ever. Mi preciosa, you are all kinds of perfect, and I'm not good enough for you. You deserve way better. But I'm not going to let you go, not while you like having me around. I'm selfish like that and I'd be honored to be with you as long you will have me. I love you." Pepa spoke, sincerity evident in her voice.
"You're going soft Miranda. Too emotional for a tough girl, stray bullet." Silvia joked, wiping her cheek, trying to check the tears that were threatening to escape.
"Well, I am, just for you though. But let's not be too sappy, you look better happy." Pepa smiled hugging Silvia with one arm. She pulled back, caressing Silvia's arm lightly.
"So what's the deal with your friend?"
"She is an amazing cook, you'd know from our lunch. I had asked her to assemble things I'll need for dinner and prepare a dessert because my cooking skills are very limited."
"Why was she so happy to see you?"
"She was happy because she found out that she is pregnant. It is a huge news to contain, she just was boundlessly happy and was bursting to share the news."
"Oh! That's great." She smiled."Her face did seem to glow. How far along is she?"
"Yeah. Just a couple of weeks, she just found out today. They had been trying for a while, like for two years. Rachel, her wife, was still in tears when I went in. It was long overdue. I'm happy for them." Pepa said. She studied Silvia for a moment, something seemed to shift the redhead's demeanor, Pepa couldn't exactly pinpoint what was wrong. She took the redhead's hand in hers, rubbing gentle circles on Silvia's knuckles.
"What is it pelirroja? Something wrong?" Pepa searched the redhead's eyes, hoping that they would give her the answer that she seemed reluctant to give. Silvia looked away from the beseeching gaze for a moment, blinking furiously to hide the moisture that was threatening to cloud her eyes. She looked back into Pepa's hazel eyes, locking their eyes in a deep embrace.
"I'm just sorry for my ill placed jealousy. I love you so, it scares me." Silvia admitted, carefully saying the truth, yet hiding another part of it, steering away from the topic that almost had her in tears.
"So, can we go back now? I really want to know how you cook." Silvia teased, easing them into a lighter conversation.
"Aye pelirroja, don't doubt my skills, there's more to me than just being incredible, smart and sexy." Pepa boasted flipping her hair and pouting like a model. Silvia laughed her eye crinkling laugh and tugged Pepa towards her.
"Okay, mi estrella, let's go back, show me what you got." The redhead chuckled and both the women fell into hysterics, for seemingly no apparent reason.
Pepa caught her breath and leveled her eyes with Silvia's, speaking with utter seriousness and sincerity.
"You know I love you, right?"
"Yeah, and I love you." Silvia said before pressing her lips to Pepa's in a short but passionate kiss. No sooner than she broke the kiss, Pepa captured her lips in insistent kiss, pressing up the length of her body against Silvia's.
The kiss dragged on, lips sliding seamlessly into a more passionate embrace, bruised but relentless. A tongue peeked out, stroking the other's lips, seeking entrance. Silvia gasped at that and Pepa slid her tongue past the redhead's lips, touching, teasing, stroking and coaxing out her tongue to meet with hers. Pepa caressed Silvia's cheek with her free hand, tilting her head to deepen the sensuous kiss. Silvia's hand dug through Pepa's silky mane, clutching at her hair to keep her in place. her other hand slithered slowly up Pepa's side, tracing firm yet womanly body. continuing her trek upward, Silvia inched her hand over Pepa's taut stomach toward the swell of her breast. Pepa moaned into the kiss, and nipped and sucked at Silvia's lips, causing her to moan louder and inch her hand up further.
Suddenly, Pepa broke the kiss and stepped back, clearly sensing that things would have gone further if they kept on. Not that she minded, but going further while in full public view did not appeal to her. Giving one last peck to a slightly dazed Silvia, Pepa straddled the bike and started it, motioning Silvia to get on the behind her.
"You'd get more of where that came from if we hurry to the cabin."Pepa joked, trying to get the redhead to move faster. This got the redhead to move, and before she could blink, Silvia was on the motorbike behind Pepa.
Pepa chuckled and muttered, "You are crazy sometimes, pelirroja."
"Only for you." Came the muffled reply from where the redhead was nuzzled against her.
She shook her head smiling, and gunned the bike towards the cottage.