I hope you guys enjoy this one: I do so love to see a nasty green imp in a story! And if you guys were to ever desire something in particular and wanted to challenge me I'd be happy to step up.
As I do have to (somewhat) study I won't be updating every day, so I hope you'll bear with me:)
Andy got out of the Mercedes with Caroline and Cassidy in tow, opening the trunk to retrieve the girls' bag. They had just arrived at Dalton for the soccer match, the first in which both of the twins would play. Needless to say they were both very excited and had peppered the brunette with questions.
The teenagers had found out that Andrea used to play for Northwestern in her college days and therefore she had been asked to accompany them to the match. Andrea had agreed only after seeking approval from Miranda, since their relationship, while not recent, had only lately begun to include the girls.
"Wow Andy, did you really play? And was your role? Did you ever win something important?" The twins bombarded the journalist with questions, the meal completely forgotten in their excitement. Andrea looked up smiling bashfully, aware of Miranda's attentive gaze fixed on her.
"Yes I did play, I think for a little more than a year then I decided that I'd rather be on the staff of the Huntington News. I had so much fun playing though, and even if we never won anything I was a pretty decent midfielder." Andy answered.
This was why Andrea, who was formally nothing more than an ex-assistant, was attending the match. She was pleased the editor had agreed to meet her there, marking this event as one of their first in public –although nobody except from the girls knew about the changed status of their relationship- and the first with the twins.
The red-heads were chatting nervously and Andy laughing urged them to their team, wishing them good luck. With a squeal they hugged her and then shot off to join their friends. The doe-eyed brunette then proceeded to climb onto the stands, where some parents had already sat down. The match was scheduled to being in fifteen minutes so Andrea fired a text to Miranda 'Got the girls here, they are warming up now. I'm sitting second row and saving you a place. See you in a while. A'
While she was pondering if there was a place she could find some coffee which would remain at a decent enough temperature until the editor's arrival, a blonde green-eyed woman approached her.
"Hi, may I sit here?" she asked, a smile forming on her face. Andrea nodded and scooted over to make some space for the new arrival, noticing that most of the sitting places around them were free. She must be a bored mom trying to make conversation, she thought.
"My name's Stacy, I'm Gabrielle's mother," the blonde said, extending her hand, "Are you new here? I've never seen you before." Andrea just then realized that she was by far the youngest woman in the stands, and that Stacy was trying to find out if she was one of the girls' mother.
Blushing, she replied "Oh no, I'm just a friend of the twins.. and their mom, I'm here for support! I'm Andy, Andrea by the way." She proceeded to shake the offered hand, whilst Stacy smiled and looked at Andrea with new-found interest. "I see. I do not really know the girls, though I'm guessing they are the red heads?"
Andy nodded, and turned her head to see the girls were now huddled in a group with the rest of the team.
Stacy continued to talk, her smile lascivious "The girls must be happy to have such a gorgeous friend cheering them on. I'm surprised you are here on your own." Andy felt her eyebrows raise, feeling slightly uncomfortable, "Erm thanks, I'm not really here on my own. Miranda will be here any minute now."
The other woman leaned closer and placed her hand on Andy's forearm, her voice lower, "Well if you ever come by again, and if Miranda is late for a second time, I'll be happy to entertain you."
Andrea was about to answer when she was startled by a warm hand settling on her shoulder.
"Of course Andréa will be come again to see the girls play. And she'll always be accompanied by me." The quiet voice left no doubt to who was speaking, however Andy felt the iciness with which it was uttered and once she turned to look at Miranda was actually surprised to see that the editor hadn't yet liquefied Stacy with the force of her glare.
Andrea hadn't realized but the editor had been watching them for the last few minutes, her eyes progressively narrowing to slits the more the she saw this woman flirting with her Andréa, and felt her blood turning to ice at the idea of someone touching her. How dare this person touch her! She is mine!
Stacy immediately removed her hand from Andrea and with wide eyes tried to take back her previous statement, "Yes yes of course we could meet with the other moms to, um, talk about the, eh, season matches." Her attempt would have been hilarious if not for the increasing pressure Miranda had on Andrea's shoulder and the mix of contempt and rage she was conveying through her eyes.
"I'm sure you'll find many interesting topics of conversation with the other mothers, with whom you'll no doubt share numerous passions." The editor's tone left no doubt to what she was referring to, and Stacy quickly blushed and turned her green eyes to the floor.
Miranda then dragged Andy away from the crowd, her steps clipped and determined, until she reached the back of the bleachers. There she spun around and crushed Andrea to one of the steel columns rising from the ground.
"Miranda, what-" Andy's question was cut short by Miranda's lips, which had surged to lock onto hers: the kiss scorching in its intensity, as the editor plunged her tongue into the brunette's mouth.
"You. are. mine." Miranda hissed, panting and focusing her blue eyes on chocolate brown. Andrea was somewhat shocked by the intensity of their kiss, especially since they were out in public and this kind of behavior had always been reserved to an enclosed space.
"Miranda, wait, wait please!" Andy's voice cut through the haze that was surrounding the white-haired woman, who withdrew immediately. Andy however caught her by the elbow and gently brought her back into a soothing embrace.
"What's going on?" the journalist enquired, her voice soft while she nuzzled into the iconic bob.
"That.. woman had better keep her paws to herself!" Miranda snarled, clearly still upset by what she had seen. The editor was extremely possessive with anything she perceived as hers, and in Miranda's mind the brunette clearly belonged to her, the spot having been occupied for quite a while.
Light suddenly dawning, Andy's smile started to turn into a smirk, " Or what Miranda?" The resulting narrowing of the eyes was one normally reserved for last season's clothing and would make any of the clackers scurry as if their hair was on fire, but had no effect on Andrea . Not above some teasing, she added "You're gonna mark me?"
Miranda's left eyebrow rose and without any second thought she pushed the brunette back and latched onto her neck, her sharp teeth immediately finding the tendon between her shoulder and head. Andrea's resulting gasp only spurred her on, and she placed her right hand on the journalist's nape while the other grabbed her hip, pulling her near.
Nothing had prepared Andy for this assault and she automatically reached around the older woman to hold her tighter, closer to her own body. Her left hand slid into the editor's hair, Miranda's resulting groan and nip making Andy shiver.
The editor had thoroughly licked, bit and marked most of Andrea's neck and after her initial frenzy she started nuzzling the skin she had marred, realizing this was not the place to let their libido run rampant. Taking a deep breath she slowly leaned backwards and focused her attention on Andrea, who was panting and had a glazed look in her eyes.
Trying to regain some focus the brunette spluttered "Miranda, wha- did you just drag me here to give me a hickey?"
The editor snorted and replied, "Really Andréa? I simply proceeded to show.. someone that you came here with company," and then suddenly bashful asked, " Did I hurt you? I do not make a habit of dragging people to secluded locations and then ravishing them. I wanted to make clear you are. with. me."
Andrea was still in a daze, reeling from the experience of having Miranda Priestly, editor-in-chief of Runway, passionately assaulting her neck, but realized that the blue eyed woman was in need of some reassurance. "Yes, Miranda, I mean no, you didn't hurt me! Oh god that was a far cry from being painful! It's just that I hadn't pegged you for being so.. openly territorial."
"Well, I had to set the record straight." The haughty behavior was now coming back, with a undertone of possessiveness that was making Andrea tingle deliciously.
I can't wait to go home, she thought. "You most certainly did. Now what do you say we go back and finish watching the match, then go home and relax with the girls?" Andrea suggested, using her hands to fix her hair back in place and then lacing her fingers with Miranda's.
Miranda followed her Andrea back to the stands and smirked: Andréa's forgotten what she has on her neck. Ha, that will show that blonde that she'd better keep her hands to herself.
The couple sat down again in the previous spot, although Stacy disappeared barely a second after having seen them, her eyes widening once Miranda looked her way and then proceeded to caress Andy's neck.
Finally, the match came to an end (the twins' team having won 2-1) and the redheads ran towards their mother, kissing her on the cheek and high-fiving Andy.
Caroline suddenly gasped "Andy, what do you have on your neck?", while Cassidy turned towards their mother, a raised eyebrow divering from her young age, "Mom, did you do that to Andrea?"
Andrea quickly turned brick-red and raised a hand to her neck, only then remembering what Miranda had gifted her with. She emitted a high pitched "Miranda!", while the editor took on a smug expression. However after receiving a fierce look by two sets of eyes which eerily looked like her own, she relented and loosened her Hermés white scarf from her neck, leaned towards Andrea and wrapped it around her neck.
The white haired woman then caressed the journalist's cheek and, among a chorus of 'ews' and 'gross' , lingered with a kiss on her cheek.
"Come on Bobbseys, it is time to go home and take a shower. If you behave we might even watch a movie before you go to bed." She said, leaning away from Andrea but sliding her arm downwards in order to clasp their hands together.
The twins scampered towards the car, while Andrea nuzzling into Miranda's hair murmured "I won't forget what you did just now Miranda, be warned I'll have my revenge one way or another."
The editor shivered and while goose bumps formed on her skin, purred "Oh Andréa I'm counting on it."
PS I have no beta so if you catch any errors please let me know ( thank you thecobbler!)