A/N: This prompt came from Facebook's DWP Mirandy Page. I have been trying to coax my muse out from her winter hibernation by feeding her a particular nutty chocolate bar. Anyway, the prompt I was given is as follows;
Andy catches Miranda having a Snickers and almost dies of shock.
Disclaimer: As always I am just fooling with these characters. I do not own or make any money from them. They are owned by Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox.
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Chapter Eighteen:
Sitting down Miranda looked out and catching Andy's eye and played the opening bars if her song. She sang softly causing Andy's jaw to drop.
Oh, why you look so sad
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
'cause I've seen the dark side too.
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less.
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you.
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
And hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
Well, I'm a lot like you.
When you're standing at the crossroads
And don't know which path to choose
Let me come along,
'cause even if you're wrong.
Miranda continued to play and sing as Andy watched, unable to take her eyes off the older woman. She was amazed by the modulated, pure, honeyed tone of the editor's singing voice. Looking quickly to the side she saw Nigel, Jill, Richie and Doug looking at Miranda in shock. Nigel for once didn't have his phone out. Andy grinned and turned her eyes back towards Miranda. Shuffling nearer to Nigel she whispered. "I'm surprised you're not getting this on video for prosperity, no one will believe you otherwise."
"God no! She'd murder me as I slept." Nigel muttered. "I don't have a death wish Six."
"Wuss." Andy chuckled. "She's incredible though." Nigel nodded his agreement.
And when, when the night falls on you, baby
And you're feeling all alone
You won't be on your own
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you, Yeah
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
I won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you.
Miranda finished playing and smiled as she was given a round of applause. Standing gracefully she smoothed her dress down and stepped lightly off the stage. As she made her way back to the table someone gripped her wrist, and she looked down into bloodshot eyes. With ice filling her eyes she demanded. "Let go."
"You know you're too beautiful for a place like this." The man slurred. Miranda rolled her eyes and tugged her hand away causing the man's grip to become tighter. "You're a classy broad. You should be downtown in one of those posh bars."
Spotting Miranda being manhandled Andy stood and strode over quickly, Doug and Richie following quickly behind while Gus and Josiah made their way over from the bar.
"I have asked you to let me go," Miranda told him coldly. "Remove your hand."
Andy stepped behind the man. "The lady asked you to let her go." He spun around and dismissed Andy with a flick of his free hand. Stepping forward, she pried the man's fingers from Miranda's wrist snapping them backwards painfully. "As a visitor to The Queen City and Newport, we certainly wouldn't want to leave my guest with the impression we are all drunken savages now, would we?" She seethed.
The man hissed at the brief pain radiating through his knuckles. "Jesus lady, I was just tryna pay the woman a compliment." He growled as he stood, towering threateningly over Andy. In the work of a second, she had him on his knees as she jabbed behind his collarbone forcing him down with a cry of pain.
"Paying a compliment is fine, manhandling someone, however, is not." Andy snarled. "What gives you the right to think you can just grab someone and keep a hold on them against their will? It is unacceptable. Now apologise." Andy demanded.
"I'm s…s…sorry." The man stuttered seeing the anger blazing in Andy's eyes and realising that he'd crossed the line.
Doug and Richie looked at each other and relaxed. Andy gave the man a final withering glare before catching Miranda's eye. Letting her gaze soften she offered a small smile and held her hand out. "Come on sweetheart, I'll get you a strong drink, I don't think beer will cut it after that bullshit." As Miranda grasped her hand gratefully Andy led her towards the bar.
Miranda shook her head. "I need to get out of here, the bathroom or outside," She whispered. "What's closest?"
"The bathroom's closer," Andy told her. Miranda nodded once and Andy led her quickly through the lounge to the ladies bathroom. Looking towards Miranda Andy could recognise she was tense and there were tears forming in her eyes. "It's okay sweetheart, you're okay." Andy tried to reassure.
"I'm sorry Andréa." Miranda husked. "It just...I...God, I don't understand why I'm so..." She trailed off.
"Don't apologise, my love. You have nothing to be sorry about." Andy told her gently enveloping Miranda in her arms.
"He wouldn't let go," Miranda whispered into Andy's chest. "You had to make him." Her grip tightened on Andy's back.
"Miranda I will let nobody hurt you," Andy told her. "Where possible I will always stand by you and do my best to protect you."
Miranda took a deep shuddering breath as Andy held her tight. As she calmed down, she pulled away slightly. "He reminded me of Stephen. A few weeks before Paris he was intoxicated and he…well, he didn't want to take no for an answer, I ended up hitting him with the Book."
Andy was appalled. "God Miranda, I'm so glad I punched that asshole, I'd have done it much sooner had I known." Miranda stepped away from Andy and tried to get herself under control. Looking at Miranda Andy became concerned at the haunted expression in her eyes. She whispered. "I'm sorry if my intensity scares you. I don't want you to be frightened of me. The thought of someone hurting you though…" Andy closed her eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. "…I can't explain this; I can't explain why I am so protective of you. Deep down I know you're well able to stand up for yourself, it's done unconsciously." Andy turned away. "God, I feel like…"
Miranda hugged her from behind. "No Andréa! Don't apologise for caring. You are protective and you are trying to ensure I am not hurt. My physical and emotional care is obviously important to you. The fact you have been hurt and can still place your love and trust in me shows me the person you are my darling. It can be terrifying to make yourself vulnerable and yet you have discussed your feelings in depth with me. I believe it has been effective in encouraging us to form a solid bond and to build intimacy."
Andy tried to explain. "It's like there's a bunch of mixed feelings battling each other. There's a sense of power and happiness in me when I'm with you. Power because I will let no one hurt you, and happiness from knowing you are safe. Then sometimes it is like my heart has left my body and is just walking around, where anyone can easily hurt it." Andy sighed. "It doesn't make me feel strong, I feel weak because there's this person I care about so much, who could be hurt and I might not be around to prevent that. And if they hurt, then my heart will hurt."
"I think I understand," Miranda whispered. "I am the same way with you. I could throttle Nate, Lily and anyone else who dares to hurt you." Miranda continued. "I enjoy the attention I receive from you; sometimes I crave it, like yesterday morning. I didn't want to let you leave. I finally have a person by my side that makes the world make sense." She let go of the brunette. "We should join our friends and family my darling." Miranda gave Andy an impish smile. "I am also waiting, patiently I may add, for you to sing for me."
"I have the perfect song for you, my love." Andy breathed as she returned the smile with a brilliant one of her own. "Come on, if we are gone any longer Nige may experience the need to come hunting for us. It wouldn't be the first time he's dragged me out of the ladies room." Andy entwined their hand and leaning in lightly rubbed her nose against Miranda's in a tender Eskimo kiss before leading her from the bathroom. "Do you want a drink?" Andy asked.
"I'll stick with the beer. It's been a lovely change from the usual wine and scotch." Miranda grinned as Andy pulled her back to the table, noticing that the man who had accosted her had disappeared. Gus and Josiah had joined them and were chatting happily with Richie about the local Ice Hockey team.
"So where did you two disappear to?" Jill asked looking at them as they sat. "I don't see many dark corners for a cheeky make out session." She grinned at Andy.
"Shut up Shithead," Andy said blushing. Noticing the stage was free she took a drink of her beer and pulled her guitar from its case. "You're a menace," Andy told her as she stood. Looking towards Miranda she smiled. "So number one, are you ready for me to rock this place?"
"I have my cell at the ready; I may have to send the video to Snoop Dog." Miranda grinned as Jill sputtered her drink.
"You know Snoop Dog?" She whispered stunned.
"Mm yes. He sat next opposite me at the Valentino benefit in Paris. It was a toss-up between him and Donatella; however, Donatella was being a diva and wasn't talking to anyone." Miranda grinned. "He's quite the poet once you get past the cussing. He was particularly enamoured with Andy, he was perfectly eloquent regarding her derriere in the Chanel sheath she was wearing." Miranda's grin widened. "I must admit I agreed with him wholeheartedly."
Nigel grinned. "Yes, he was very articulate. His exact words about my Six were, 'Whoa momma, that ass be fine'." Doug, Richie and Jill laughed loudly, while Gus and Josiah looked on in shocked disbelief.
"On that note, I'm off," Andy told them with a wink. She sauntered to the stage putting an extra sway in her steps causing Miranda to smirk.
On stage, she pulled a stool up and adjusted the microphone stand. Sitting down carefully she looked out at her companions she grinned at their looks of anticipation. Crossing her legs she rested her guitar on her knee and played the opening chords of Jason Mraz's I'm Yours.
Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot I melted
I fell right through the cracks
And now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my best
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn,
To win some or learn some
But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours
She closed her eyes and hummed a few notes as she played before hitting the next verse. Opening her eyes she caught Miranda, Nigel and Jill with their cell phones in hand, all three smirking at her.
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment, dance and sing
We are just one big family
And it's our God intended right to be loved loved loved loved loved
She looked directly at Miranda, getting lost in the blue eyes as she sang; the older woman blushed beautifully at the emotions blazing in Andy's expressive eyes.
So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate,
I'm yours
D-d-do do you, do you, d-d-do
But do you want to come on
Scooch on over closer dear
And I'll whisper in your ear
Oh yes about love
Love love love love love
Love you loads
Love you loads
She grinned as everyone looked towards Miranda to watch her reaction to the words. Miranda offered them all a mock glare causing them all to smile at her innocently. She saw the older woman shake her head and look down with a grin.
I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face, and I laughed
I guess what I been saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue
Well I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours
Oh open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours
So please don't, there's no need
There's no need to complicate
'Cause our time is short
This, oh this, oh this is our fate, I'm yours
Andy settled into ending the song with her own words for Miranda.
Singin' I'm yours
Always, always, always, always yours
I'm yours
As she stood she spotted Gus walking over. He motioned her to stay. Stepping towards her he motioned to his keyboard. "Your mom's on the Phone to Jill, will you play her Richard's favourite?" Andy nodded dumbly. He helped her set up the stage and walked away with her guitar. She watched him place it back in the case.
Taking a deep breath she played and sang.
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people, living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people, living life in peace
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people, sharing all the world,
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
By the time Andy had finished, she had tears flowing down her face. She looked out at her sister and saw she was the same; Richie had her in a tight embrace as she cried into his shoulder. She saw Nigel had Jill's cell phone against his ear as she spoke quietly. She swiped at her tears and packed Gus's keyboard away efficiently, placing it at the side of the stage.
Stepping down she found Miranda waiting. "Those songs were beautiful my darling. Your mom's on the phone to Nigel. She's finally letting herself cry over Richard. I think Jill needs you." Entwining her fingers with Andy's she gave them a squeeze.
"Jill will be okay. Richie's got her." Andy husked. "I've been trying to tell myself this is a normal visit home. It's not though; it will never be the same."
"Nothing ever is after these things Andréa. Life can never go back to what it was. Your father was an important part of your life and you will always miss him. It will get easier though my darling. I can promise you that." Miranda told her softly.
She led the young woman back to their table, a few people stopping them on their way to thank Andy for the songs and to tell her how much they appreciated them. She finally sat down next to Jill as Miranda shuffled the occupants of the table around.
Pulling away from Richie, who was leaving with promises to call Jill to organise dinner, she settled her head on Andy's shoulder. Andy held her little sister close and rubbed soothing circled between her shoulders. "We will be okay Jillybean; this is all going to be okay. I promise." Andy mumbled.
They sat in companionable silence until Nigel sat heavily and passed the cell phone to Miranda who spoke calmly and quietly to Beth. Andy perked up as she caught the words Miranda spoke. "Don't you dare apologise Elizabeth, there was never any need for apologies between us and even after 27 years that hasn't changed...no Beth, I am staying here with Andy and Jill...Yes, Nigel and Emily can manage...yes I prefer calling her Andréa...I am aware she's exquisite...no I won't call her the smart fat girl ever again...yes Beth I'm aware it was cruel and I am sorry for that." Miranda rolled her eyes. "Beth is there a reason for this? Andy and I have overcome that part of our relationship..." Miranda listened intently. "Yes, Beth. I promise...I would love that, both of you are welcome anytime...we can talk about this tomorrow...yes I will help with the arrangements...You should talk to Andy about that...oh the nurse is there...do not dare to refuse that sedative...acceptable...Yes, I will...I will tell both your...Oh, you want to hear me tell them?" Miranda sighed and looked at the sisters. "Ladies, your mom has asked me to tell you she loves you both very much...They love you too…Yes, goodnight Beth." She ended the call with a huff as Andy looked at her.
"She's in one of those moods then?" Andy asked softly as Jill snorted.
Nigel smiled at Miranda. "I still can't believe my Six belongs to Beth." He shook his head in amazement. "You are your mother's daughter Andy; she always handled Mira too, not on the same level as you do. We were all different people back then and life hadn't tainted us so much."
Miranda looked at Nigel. "You haven't changed so much, I, however…" She trailed off. "Do you know how I said you and your sister are exasperating? Your mother beats you both." Miranda gave them both a small smile. "I've missed her."
"I think she missed you too, you, Nigel and New York. She refused to go see Andy in the City. When I asked her about it, the weekend our dad visited she said her memories would overwhelm her, she didn't know how she could face them." Jill stated softly.
Andy was gob-smacked not having known how her mom felt. "She told me she worked that weekend. So she would never come see me?"
Jill sat up and shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know sis."
"She'll be in New York for Christmas," Miranda told them. Andy looked at her inquiringly. "She asked on the phone if I'd mind, she will need family around her." Miranda looked at Jill. "I may not have made a good initial impression with you Jill, but I hope you will also come. I hope the three of you will share Christmas with me and my twins, Thanksgiving too if your mom's up for travelling that soon. We have little family and it'll be pleasant for all of us to extend it." Miranda bit her lip nervously. Looking at Nigel and Doug she smiled. "You're both invited too, the more the merrier."
"Family?" Jill queried. Seeing Miranda nod she smiled. "Those that stand by you when your world turns to Hell."
Miranda grinned. "I'm glad to see you were paying attention earlier Shithead."
Andy snorted out a loud laugh causing Miranda to look at her, curiosity shining in her eyes. Andy grinned at her. "As a new member of our family, I should tell you why I call Jilly Shithead…" She trailed off as Jill slapped her hand over Andy's mouth to stop her.
"Don't you dare Andy Sachs, or I'll tell her about you and Doug at that bonfire." Jill was laughing.
"Ah, I've heard all about that." Miranda snickered as Jill looked shocked. "I have to admit this has peaked my curiosity now, however, I'm sure I'll learn it all in time." Miranda smiled serenely. "Now I believe it is time to leave, Nigel and Doug have an early flight and after today I'm sure you need to rest. I'll call the driver." She pulled her cell out and fired off quick instructions for the driver to be there A.S.A.P. Getting the confirmation she disconnected the call. "So Richard?" Miranda raised an eyebrow at Jill. "He seems like a nice boy."
Jill blushed. "We are planning on having dinner soon. We swapped numbers."
"As long as he treats you respectfully that is all that matters." Miranda told her." Please know if he hurts you, he will rue the day." She warned. "No one hurts my family."
"Nate?" Jill asked hesitantly.
"So far he has lost his job in Boston, that wasn't actively my doing. I didn't know, but he was working for my first husband, his attitude left something to be desired and he didn't turn up for work yesterday. When James heard what he had done to Andy and how he'd disrespected us both the decision to release him was easier to make. He won't get a recommendation as he breached his contractual obligations. Which means Boston is now a dead zone for him." Miranda explained. "I am well known within New York so I have Emily put the word out, I will not eat at any restaurant that uses him. That message will spread to Washington and may eventually hit Miami. Word will most certainly spread to LA, San Francisco and Seattle on the West Coast."
"Wow. I honestly didn't realise how far-reaching your opinion was." Jill breathed.
Miranda gave a small smile. "I once heard Nigel tell someone my opinion was the only one that mattered, that was specifically regarding Runway." She looked at Andy who had the grace to blush. "I sell millions of magazines every year; Runway does not just focus on fashion and beauty. It encompasses lifestyle and culture too. That's why it is the best, and I hire the best people to assist me." Miranda's cell chirped, looking down she saw the text from the driver. "The car is here. Now, who needs a ride?"
"I've booked a cab. We're heading back in around 30 minutes." Doug said.
"Jill, do you need a ride?" Andy asked.
Jill looked at Nigel and Doug who smiled at her. "I will play gooseberry with these two." She grinned. "I'll say goodnight."
Andy hugged and kissed everyone's cheeks while Miranda watched. Stepping away she made room for Miranda who followed suit. Stepping to Jillian she pulled the young woman into her arms and whispered. "If you need anything, call me." She released her, nodded once and stepped to Andy's side. "Are you ready to leave my darling?
"Yes, Miranda." Andy grinned as she clasped Miranda's hand and was swept from the bar to the waiting car.
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They arrived back at the hotel quickly. As Andy stepped into the lobby she was beckoned over to the front desk.
"Ms Sachs?" The concierge asked. Andy nodded the affirmative. "We had a delivery for you. One moment." He stepped back and entered the back office. Coming out he had a large bouquet in hand. He handed them over along with a card. "Have a good evening, ladies." He smiled at the two women.
Looking down, she smelt the heady scent of the flowers and spun around to face Miranda. She smiled softly. "Come along, darling."
She stepped beside Miranda as they made their way to the elevators and up to their suite in silence. As Miranda closed the door behind them she saw Andy place her guitar down gently and artfully arranged the alstroemeria, chrysanthemums, roses, gerberas and snapdragons into an empty vase that was on the side table.
Miranda kicked off her heels and stalked towards the brunette. Wrapping her arms around the woman's waist while resting her head on her shoulder she was amazed by the dazzling arrangement of bright red, yellow and purple flowers. She whispered. "Who are they from my darling?'
"I thought maybe you." Andy grinned.
"When I get you flowers I will hand them to you directly my darling. It will be worthwhile to see the expression in your beautiful eyes." Miranda told her as she watched her finished arranging the flowers. Pulling her cell out Andy took a quick photo of them.
Miranda stepped back and looked at her curiously. "Flowers last such a short time, memories, however, are forever and they are gorgeous," Andy explained. She pulled the card off the table where she had placed it and grabbing Miranda's hand she led them to the sofa and sat them down. She eased her feet out of her boots and tucked her feet under her as she opened the envelope hesitantly. Tears sprang to her eyes as she saw the card offering condolences. When she opened the card she saw it was signed by Irv and everyone at Runway. A letter fell out into her lap. She shook it open and began to read.
Hi Andy (and Mom)
We were sorry to hear about your dad, but we were glad to hear your mom and sister are doing okay. We hope this letter finds you well and not too sad.
The card is our gift to you. We wanted to let you know that everyone is thinking about you. Emily arranged for everyone to be at work, even Mr Ravitz was nice about it when we arrived with the card; he was the first person to sign it. The flowers we conned out of dad. He sends his best regards and has expressed his wishes that you and mom will agree to go a double date when you return from Cincinnati. He and Amanda look forward to knowing you better on a personal level.
We miss you both; it's weird being at dads. Amanda is becoming increasingly frustrated with the amount of fur and slobber Patricia leaves behind as she trails through the house in search of mom. We are happy that mom is with you though and not, for whatever reason, at the other side of the world. Tell her we said to be gentle with you, she's not allowed to scare you off just yet. (Cass said to tell you that's our job.)
Word has got out on Page Six about your flight to Ohio; there is some speculation online in regards to why mom went with you. Popular opinion is that you dating after the photos taken in Central Park appeared, but nothing concrete has been proven and requests made for confirmation at Runway have been met with no comment, Em is fielding the calls like a pro. Stephen seems to be keeping a low profile, his new girlfriend made the mistake of admitting to the paparazzi that you did, in fact, cuss him out and punch him. The comments online regarding these matters have been pretty good so far. Many people have stated that mom is obviously not the ice queen the tabloids make her out to be. (Duh) Stephen is being ridiculed for getting his butt kicked by a girl and a lot of people are applauding your loyalty in the face of his disrespect. People have also voiced their opinion that the press should respect your privacy and whatever relationship you have is your business.
We are looking forward to you and mom being home again. By the way, you still owe us a lunch date.
We are sending oceans of love and lots of hugs. (Mom, give Andy a hug from us)
Caro and Cass. xx
Andy had started to cry reading the twins words. Miranda pulled her closer and cradled her against her chest. "I just can't believe how thoughtful...to go to all that effort..." Andy whispered.
"I have told you numerous times how much my girls like you," Miranda told her. "Why are you so surprised? You are actually quite likeable."
Andy snorted and snuggling into Miranda further she turned her head and placed a light kiss on Miranda's sternum. "You have to say that." She whispered.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I do not say anything I do not mean." Miranda caught Andy's eyes and smiled down at her. Bending her head slightly she caught Andy's lips in a chaste kiss. "Now dry those eyes my darling." She murmured as she raised her hand to wipe the falling tears with her thumb.
Andy inhaled slowly, taking in Miranda's unique signature scent and found herself relaxing. Raising her eyes she saw Miranda observing her, her blue eyes expressed tenderness. "I am so content like this with you," Andy told her. "It's like arriving home after a long journey." She nuzzled into Miranda's neck and hummed.
Miranda couldn't help but give her a bright smile. "I think I have told you something similar. It is amazing how right this is. Now, do you need anything? Are you hungry? You barely touched your dinner."
"Neither did you." Andy smiled sadly. "If I eat now I'll never sleep. I might go have a bath."
"Do you want company?" Miranda blushed. "God I just realised how that sounded. I didn't mean..."
Andy chuckled. "I know sweetheart. Though if you did join me in the way it sounded I would not have an issue with that." Andy told her. Raising her head off Miranda's shoulder she brushed a fleeting kiss on the older woman's lips. "You are so beautiful, Miranda."
"As are you my darling," Miranda told her. Now if you want a bath I shall go and draw one up for you." Miranda made to stand but found herself being pulled back towards the brunette. She handed inelegantly on Andy's lap. "Andréa, my love. How am I meant to fix you a bath if you don't let me up?" She chuckled.
"It can wait," Andy told her. "I just remembered what I have in my pocket." She grinned. "I couldn't let myself think about it while we were out. I would have probably embarrassed us both with a very public display of highly inappropriate behaviour."
Miranda straddled her lap and gave her a gentle smile. "Do you realise what you do to me Andréa? I have never gone...well..." She blushed furiously. "...to use your words, commando. I have never been this uninhibited. No one has ever taken me the way you did against that wall. No one has ever made me feel the way you did earlier when I moved against you and you unravelled in my arms." She raised her eyebrow and smirked. "And I can certainly say no one else has ever manhandled me in the way you have. You are so firm yet so gentle."
Andy saw Miranda's blush and pressed her lips against hers. Deepening it she pulled Miranda closer and ran her hands up Miranda's legs, feeling the silky smooth, warm skin under her hands. "You're so soft my love. God, I can't keep my hands off you." Andy whispered. She rested her hands on Miranda's waist before sliding them around her back and down to her ass, her caressing each part lovingly. She watched as Miranda closed her eyes as her soft fingertips moved teasingly back down her bare thighs, sending chills through the older woman's body. Leaning in Andy in stroked up, slowly pushing Miranda's dress up, watching as her breathing deepened. "You make me feel so much."
"What? Tell me." Miranda gasped as Andy palmed her bare ass, squeezing the cheeks as she pulled Miranda even closer.
"So much love..." She kissed her cheek. "...Desire..." She brushed her nose against Miranda's. "...Passion..." She swiped the tip of her tongue behind Miranda's ear causing her to shudder. "...happiness..." Miranda moved her head to catch Andy's lips with hers. Their kiss started soft and tentative, as they relaxed into the moment Miranda's lips become eager and demanding and Andy reciprocated, matching the kiss with her own urgency, her hands continuing to knead the bare flesh beneath them.
Miranda moaned into the mouth she was owning, allowing Andy's tongue to brush the tip of her own. She found her dress being moved up even further as Andy stroked the soft skin below.
Breaking the kiss Andy whispered just one word. "Bed."
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