"What do you mean she ran away?" Jim Burns, immigration officer demanded.
"I mean she took one look at me and went the other direction!" Dani snapped, "How many times do I have to tell you? I just want to go look for her!"
"Well young lady, if there is a chance that you and Stella were only getting married for her green card I need to know," Jim said, and Dani sighed.
"How many times do I have to tell you! Stella and I love each other!"
"Maybe not as much as you thought," Jim countered.
Dani groaned, putting her head in her hands.
"I'm sure she was just nervous," Sharon said, putting a hand on her granddaughter's back, "All these strangers here, plus getting married on such short notice! I shouldn't have suggested it in the first place."
"It's not your fault, Gran," Dani said as her got up, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go find my fiance."
Jim Burns was still calling at her to get back here this instant when she walked out the front door.
Dani pulled her coat tighter around her as she walked along Bayhead Road, overlooking the water, "Stella!" she called.
She hadn't taken the car, or her things, and Dani doubted that Stella would have caught a cab, in a wedding dress, all the way to Belfast.
"Stella! Damn it, where are you?"
She had done crazy things before though, like giving a serial killer her cell phone number.
Spotting a blonde woman on a bench, Dani broke into a sprint. Flats slapping the pavement, Dani all but flung herself onto the bench beside Stella.
"Dani, you should go back to the house," Stella said, quietly.
Pulling off her jacket, Dani wrapped it around Stella's shoulders. Stella's wedding dress was sleeveless, and almost shear to begin with, so she snuggled into the jacket.
"I'm not going back until you do," replied Dani.
"We shouldn't get married,"
"With all due respect, ma'am, you're wrong,"
"Constable-" Stella began, but Dani interrupted.
"You need to stay here so we can catch the strangler," she said, "What's this really about? You've never called me constable."
"It's unfair to try you down to me for a year or so just for me to go back to London," Stella said, not looking at her, "I should never have dragged you into this."
"You should have asked me first, yes," Dani agreed, "But I have had every chance to say no."
"But what if you were to meet someone before we divorced-" she began.
"Like I'm going to meet someone with this case," Dani rolled her eyes.
"Jemma said," Stella began, "That you had difficulties in love, and I didn't want to cause any pain, since you said you fancied-"
"Oh my god," Dani muttered, leaning over to kiss her.
Stella stiffened in surprise, before melting into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Dani. Dani deepened the kiss. Stella ran her hands through Dani's hair, fingernails scraping against her scalp. Stella moaned into her mouth as Dani's grip on her waist tightened.
"Dani," Stella breathed, "Oh my god, I think I love you. I don't want to leave you."
"Then don't," Dani whispered, pulling away.
Dani got down on her knees, in the grass in front of the bentch, "Stella Gibson, will you marry me? For real this time?"
"Yes."
"Do you, Stella Gibson, take Danielle Ferrinton to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in heath, until death do you part?" the minister asked.
Stella smiled at Dani, "I do."
"And do you, Danielle Ferrington, take Stella Gibson to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in heath, until death do you part?"
Dani grinned, "I do."
"With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride," finished the minister with a smile.
Dani dropped her bouquet, catching Stella's waist to pull her into a kiss. As they broke apart Stella whispered, "We're staying in a hotel tonight."
Dani was thoroughly frustrated and flustered once they'd checked into the Bayview Hotel several hours later. Stella had been driving her crazy, hands on her waist, hand on her knee if they were sitting, stolen kisses when she thought no one was looking (or when she though the immigration officer was looking).
Now in the elevator, her boss turned a positively feral look on her.
"M-ma'am," Dani stammered, suddenly nervous at the idea of sex with Stella. Chasing she could do. Purposing she could do. But now she felt like she was going to spontaneously combust.
"Dani," Stella purred, backing her up against the elevator wall, "We're married now. As much as I like you calling me ma'am, Stella will suffice."
"Stella, I believe there are cameras in this elevator," Dani said.
The blonde tilted her head, still pressed against her wife, "Do you remember what I said on the bench Dani?"
"That you think you love me and that you don't want to leave," she supplied, "And I think I love you too."
Stella smiled, then turned serious, "We hardly know each other love, and I suppose it might be a little late to ask, but could we take our relationship on trail basis? See how married life suits us?"
"I think that's a good idea," Dani agreed, looking solemn.
"Good," and Stella's wicked grin had returned, "Then let's enjoy our wedding night."
Her mouth crashed to Dani's, arms wrapped around her neck. Dani deepened the kiss as Stella rocked against her. Stella nipped at Dani's lower lip. Breaking apart for air, Dani ducked her head, she kissed the spot where Stella's neck met her shoulder, pleased at the little moan she drew from the blonde.
"Ehhmph," a man coughed behind them.
Dani glanced over Stella's shoulder to see a red faced older gentleman standing in the open elevator doors. They had reached their floor.
Exchanging smiles, the two grabbed their bags and quickly made their way to their room. Dani fumbled with the room key as Stella purred in her ear, arms wrapped around the redhead's waist.
As Dani got the door open and pulled their bags inside, Stella slipped the Do Not Disturb sign on the doorknob. She gasped softly as she felt Dani's hand on the back of her dress.
"We don't want to rip it," Dani said, as she unzipped her wife's wedding dress.
"No," was the quiet reply, "I suppose we would not."
Dani gently pushed the dress off of Stella's shoulders. It fell to the floor with a soft whisper of tulle and lace. Stella turned, smiling at Dani through her eyelashes, now only clad in lace underwear and her high heels.
"Your turn," Stella said, and Dani obediently turned, letting her unzip her.
Soft hand ran along Dani's shoulder blades before unhooking her bra and throwing it aside. Stella traced the length of Dani's arms, from shoulder to wrist. Her hands spanned her hips, fingers curling under the waist of her underwear. Dani felt her heart rate spike and Stella slowly pushed her underwear down.
Then, Stella's hands were gone. There was a soft noise and Stella paced in front of her. Heels off, she was now several inches shorter than Dani.
Dani reached for her, but Stella's hands quickly circled her wrists, lifting one hand to gently kiss Dani's palm. Dani shivered. Stella's gaze locked with hers as the kiss moved to the inside of her wrist. Pushing her hands back down, Stella kissed Dani's mouth, her jaw, her throat.
Dani tugged her hands out of Stella's grip. The blonde looked up at her with hooded eyes, but didn't stop her as Dani reached up, unfastening Stella's updo, letting her hair spill down her shoulders. Very slowly, Dani lowered her mouth to Stella's collarbone, trailing soft kisses.
Stella's hand were running up Dani's stomach, gently cupping her breasts. Dani gasped, teeth scraping Stella's skin as Stella's fingertips brushed her nipples. Stella hummed, pleased, and continued her feather light movements. Dani grabbed at Stella's waist, rocking forward as fingers pinched, pulled.
"Bed," Stella whispered, "Now."
Dani stepped out of her shoes, half stumbling to the bed. Stella laughed, softly.
"Careful, love, we have all night," she chided.
As Dani sat on the edge of the bed, Stella gently pushed her back, crawling to straddle her. Stella's hair fell forward, ticking. Dani reached up, tucking it behind Stella's ear, drawing a smile.
She lightly mapped out Dani's body with her hands, tracing ever curve and slope, following each touch with a kiss. The redhead's chest heaved as she breathed, struggling to stay still.
"What do you like, Dani?" Stella asked.
"Mm, I like this," Dani offered, "I like you."
There was a low chuckle, "I like you too."
Stella moved back between her legs. Then she reached down, cupping Dani's sex. Dani inhaled sharply and tried to lift her hips but Stella's other hand kept her in place. Stella kissed Dani's stomach, right above her navel.
"I-I like that," Dani stuttered.
There was a hum of response. Stella slowly moved her hand, using two fingers to slid between Dani's already slick folds, gathering moisture. With her feather light touch, she circled the younger woman's clit. Dani moaned as Stella gradually picked up her pace, tracing the curves of her labia.
Stella smiled, arching a single finger inside her to massage Dani's G spot, causing her inner walls to flutter. With her other hand, she pressed upwards on her clit. Dani gasped, crying out. Her limbs felt tingly and light as an orgasm washed over her.
When Dani opened her eyes again, Stella was beside her in bed. The blonde was propped up on one arm, sucking her fingers clean.
"That was nice," Dani sighed, and Stella raised an eyebrow.
"Nice?"
"Really, really good," Dani replied with a smile.
Then, she rolled atop of Stella with a grin. Stella gasped as Dani pinned her wrists above her head.
"Your turn," said Dani and kissed her, long and deep.
Stella felt dizzy when Dani finally broke the kiss and began trailing kisses across her jawline, down her neck, between her breasts.
"Dani," she breathed.
Dani worked her way down, pausing to pay extra attention to Stella's breasts. She traced the ridged of one nipple then the other, enjoying how her breath hitched.
She continued her descent, reaching the waistband of Stella's underwear. Hooking her pointer fingers under the elastic, tugging them down at a maddeningly slow pace. Then, finally, Dani tossed the lacy scrap aside.
As Dani moved between Stella's legs, she felt her slightly tense. Dani froze.
"It's been a while since I've been on the bottom," Stella drew a breath, letting her muscles relax.
"Should I-?"
"Don't stop,"
Dani kissed the inside of Stella's leg, enjoying the little sigh it drew. She spread her slick folds, pressing a feather light kiss to Stella's clit. Stella's hips bucked ad she moaned in response.
She lifted her head, watching Stella's face and Dani used two fingers to trace her entrance, slowly pushing inside of her. Stella arched as Dani pumped her two digits, soon adding a third. Dani leaned forward. She trailed sloppy kisses on Stella's stomach.
Stella moaned Dani's name, hands clenching the sheets as her orgasm built. But suddenly Dani was gone, leaving her empty. She whimpered.
Dani grinned before ducking her head to dip her tongue into Stella's hot core. She flicked her tongue against her clit, adding a scrape of teeth. Stella gasped, crying out as she was filled with the white hot heat of her climax.
When her vision cleared, Dani was hovering over her, grin on her face, "Hey."
"Hello," Stella returned with a sleepy smile, "That was nice."
"Mmm," Dani replied, laying down next to her.
Stella stretched, then wrapped an arm around Dani, head tucked against her shoulder. Dani reached up, lacing her fingers in with Stella's and they slept like that the rest of the night.