Two Nights, Three Days
Disclaimer: As always, all characters belong to the NCIS verse and its talented creators, I'm simply borrowing them for a little playtime.
A/N:Okay kids, this is it - the journey ends! Two nights, three days, it's been a helluva ride! BUT! Shameless plug time - I've decided to write the next stage of their journey! Stay tuned for the next installment in the Kacy saga, titled Six Months, Two States!
Cowboy CasaNOva
Lucy finally caught up with Kate as they approached the hotel entrance, and the sight of the tiny brunette chasing the blonde was simply too much for Colton, who had just finished loading his luggage into his rental car, to resist. Taking off his hat and tossing it onto the passenger seat, he leaned against the open door as Kate whizzed past him and bellowed, "Looks like you picked the wrong horse!"
Stopping short as she recognized that the boorish Oklahoman was speaking to her, an annoyed Kate turned toward him with her hands on her hips and said, "Excuse me?"
"I was simply stating the fact that if you had made the correct choice and spent the evening in the company of this roguishly handsome, charming Sooner," he replied, gesturing to himself like he was some sort of grand prize on a game show stage, "that you would neither have been compelled to nor in possession of the energy to spend your morning running away."
"Eww," Kate grimaced, staring at him in complete revulsion as Lucy came jogging up.
Slowing to a walk when she realized Kate had stopped running, Lucy almost laughed out loud at the look on the blonde's face as she stood in utter disgust in front of their favorite hapless Okie. "What do we have here?" She smirked as she approached the pair, who were looking for all the world like they were outlaws about to duel.
"I was just explaining to your lovely friend here," he boomed as Jack and Pablo sauntered out of the hotel lobby, "that if she had chosen to spend the evening in the company of this fine, strapping cowboy, that she would not have spent her morning running away."
Laughing out loud at Kate's expression, Lucy replied, "Oh honey, she's not running away."
"Then what did I just witness?" The obtuse cowboy asked, his expression blank as he looked back and forth between the two women.
Winking as she moved past him, Lucy smacked him placatingly on the shoulder and suggested, "Use your imagination."
Jack and Pablo laughed out loud at the comical delivery, Pablo hooting, "Yeah Colton, just like you did last night!"
"If what I witnessed on the dance floor is any indication," Colton surmised as he ignored the guffawing Pablo, "I would have to say-"
"Don't," Kate interrupted, "just, don't."
He opened his mouth to speak, but her slow and deliberate head shake stopped him. "I don't want that image in my head," she said with a shiver of revulsion, then turning her glare on the other two men she added, "and neither should you."
As the properly chagrined trio stared silently at their boots, picked their nails and generally looked uncomfortable, Lucy took pity on them and broke the awkward silence. "Okay well, y'all have a safe trip," she said, "and if you really do feel bad about your repugnant behavior? Maybe try to do better with the women you meet on your journey home."
"I make no promises with these two in tow," Jack said, laughing out loud at the mock offended reactions of his luckless companions, "but I will say that it truly was a pleasure meeting the two of you."
"Speaking of pleasure," Kate said, smiling flirtatiously as she took Lucy by the hand and tipped her head in the direction of the hotel lobby, "shall we?"
Blushing furiously as the speechless trio stared slack-jawed after them, Lucy smiled and said, "Yeah, let's go."
As Kate gently tugged her into the hotel, Lucy silently battled with the urge to say something. I can't believe you just did that Kate, especially since you've been resistant to public displays since we met. Sure, you broke that resolve on the beach this morning, but you were so adamant about not putting on a show for those idiots, so what changed? What game are you playing? Are you anything like the person I thought I was getting to know? Wait, what-
"...are you thinking there Lucy?"
"Nothing," the brunette quickly deflected. Too quickly.
'Lucy?" Kate insisted, her entire, expressive face asking the question in a way that the brunette knew she would never, ever be able to resist.
"I was just thinking," Lucy started, looking at the floor in order to form a coherent thought, "that it's surprising that you suddenly have no problem with feeding those guys fodder for their creepy fantasies."
"I literally kissed you in front of them last night."
"You did," Lucy admitted.
"I mean, I really kissed you," Kate said, her voice low and sexy as she recalled the rare, glorious moment when she had indulged in her desire for the irresistible brunette.
"I know, I was there," Lucy blushed, biting her lower lip as she recalled the the sexiest thing she'd ever experienced in public, "but I guess, guess I thought you just got caught up in the moment."
"Maybe I did," Kate replied with an abashed eye roll, "but it's like you said, I'll never see them again. So who cares what they think?"
"You, for one," Lucy said with a chuckle, "admit it Kate, you were jealous of those idiots."
Kate considered denying it for a moment, then growled, "I didn't like seeing them flirting with you, and I don't like the way they look at you. Nice guys or not, they-"
"Need to know I'm yours?"
"Yes! No! Wait, I-" I love you. I don't want to leave. Come with me. I don't want to live without you.
As Lucy stood there and smiled sweetly up at the tongue-tied blonde, she couldn't help but revel in the accidental admission. I'm yours. Scrutinizing the taller woman, she watched the internal struggle play out across those stunning features and wondered what was going on inside that beautiful head. God you're so hard to read, what are you really thinking? Should I ask? Probably not. Just a few more hours and you're nothing but a memory. "Technically," she saucily offered, "it's still day three."
"It is," Kate agreed, the concern on her face melting into an intrigued smile as she absorbed the brunette's words.
"So right this minute, in this microcosm of time, I am totally yours."
"You are," Kate breathed, "and I am yours."
"Sooo...?" Lucy asked.
"So why we are standing here talking about those idiots when we could be upstairs not thinking about them at all?"
"You're right," Lucy said, "let's go."
If These Walls Could Talk
As they stood in the lobby and waited for the elevator to arrive, Lucy looked adorably up at Kate and asked, "Do you remember our first ride in this elevator?"
"I remember everything about that night," Kate husked, "I'd never been so turned on."
Inhaling an unsteady breath, Lucy was shaken to her core by the open lust in the taller woman's gaze. Trying for levity she stated, "But then like a cold splash of water those darn tourists came crowding in."
"Cold splash of water? Really Lucy?" Kate replied, "Because all I remember about that crowded elevator was how good it felt to have this," she paused, reaching out to run a hand across Lucy's shoulder and down her arm for emphasis, "sexy body pressed up against mine." Seeing Lucy's reaction, she leaned in close and continued, "I was so turned on, and when you backed up against me it nearly did me in. Do you know how close I was to completely losing it, right there in front of all of those people?"
Straightening up as a small crowd appeared from the lobby, Kate schooled her face into a neutral expression and stood companionably beside Lucy, the picture of innocence as she waited for the doors to open.
Did you really just talk dirty to me then act like nothing happened? Okay blondie, two can play at that game. Smiling that sexy little smile that made Kate feel like the luckiest woman on the planet, Lucy decided to have a little fun. Pulling the blonde through the open doors, she steered her backwards until her back hit the cool steel of the elevator wall. Standing in front of her, just close enough that Kate could feel the heat of her body, she smiled at the breakfast crowd and tipped her head back and smirked, "You okay there Kate?"
"Yep all good," Kate brightly replied. Except that you're standing too close to me, but still not close enough. I really wish we were alone in this elevator, like that time I almost took you against this very wall. My god Lucy I can't be this close to you and not touch you, do you have any idea how hard it is to keep my hands off of you? Screw it, I'll never see anyone here ever again. Grasping the tiny waist with both hands and pulling that amazing body in tight against her own, she released a sexy little growl of satisfaction and sweetly whispered, "You?"
Rolling her eyes heavenward as the blonde possessively tightened her grip, Lucy reveled in the feel of the sun warmed, scantily clad body pressed intimately against hers. "Totally awesome," she lied.
Ten maddeningly long, glorious seconds later and they were on their floor. Holding tightly to Kate's hand, Lucy allowed the blonde to steer her out of the crowded lift and into the seemingly endless hallway. "Did you have to pick the furthest room from the elevator?" The brunette grumbled as they hurried down the corridor.
"I didn't pick this room at all," Kate chuckled, "In fact I-"
Arriving at their door, Lucy unlocked it and pushed the blonde inside, effectively silencing her as she playfully whispered, "Shut up," and smashed their lips together. Kate eagerly responded, reveling in the feel of warm mocha lips on her salt-tinged, sun-kissed skin. "Mmm, Kate," Lucy mumbled as the blonde's hands wrapped around the back of her thighs and lifted her up off of her feet, "god, you taste so good."
"Really?" Kate smirked as she carried her into the ensuite and deposited her on the counter, "You wouldn't be developing a taste for salt water now, would you?"
Gasping as the blonde's lips latched onto the pulse point at her neck, Lucy hummed, "I don't know, maybe?" As long as you keep touching me I'll develop a taste for anything you want. God I'm so into you. Wait what are you -
Kate took a step back and reached to turn the shower on, then divested herself of the cover up. Looking directly into eyes blackened with desire, she reached for the hem of the brunette's shirt and pulled it up and over her head. "So sexy," she whispered between sweet, lingering kisses, her hands curling into the waistband of Lucy's shorts as she growled, "need to see more." The desire in Kate's voice set Lucy on fire, and she eagerly slid off the counter as insistent hands tugged at the pesky fabric.
"Smooth, Katherine," Lucy smirked as the blonde whisked off her shorts and panties in one quick motion, her bare bottom hitting the cool edge of the marble countertop as the blonde's knees hit the floor. The act of kneeling to remove Lucy's bottoms put an irresistible temptation directly under Kate's nose, and she gave into the urge to take one quick, deliciously teasing swipe through the fragrant slit. Lucy gasped at the sensation, then protested when the infuriatingly still bikini clad blonde stood and reached to grapple with the hooks at the back of her bra. Looping her arms around Kate's neck as the blonde eased her back up on the edge of the counter, she placed her lips against the delicate shell of an ear and whispered, "I have another bra in the bag," which led to the cursing Kate gleefully tearing the silky garment from her body.
"You know, I think it's a good thing you're leaving today," Lucy gasped as ravenous lips latched onto a freshly exposed nipple, "I don't think my wallet can take much more abuse from you."
The warm silk of the blonde's tongue created an indescribably erotic sensation on the pebbled skin, the sweet suction triggering a volatile reaction that shot straight to Lucy's still throbbing sex. "I wouldn't have to abuse your wallet if you'd just stop wearing complicated clothing," Kate mumbled around the heavenly mouthful, smiling against the soft skin as her hand slid down the muscled abdomen and coasted into the quivering valley below. "Hand or mouth?" she whispered, her palm hovering over top of the glistening mound. "Mouth," Lucy sighed as she spread herself wider, compelling Kate to release the dusky peak and drop to her knees.
"Oh, my god," Lucy exclaimed, finding it sexier than it had a right to be when the blonde hit the floor in front of her. Hooking the toned thighs over her shoulders, Kate smiled as she leaned forward and buried her face in the copious moisture. "So fucking delicious," she groaned, "God Lucy, I can't get enough."
Lucy's hips shot up the moment Kate leaned forward, her motion increasing the mind-blowing sensations being created by the firmly swiping, warm velvet of the blonde's talented tongue. "Jesus, Kate," she hissed as the blonde did whatever the hell she did to create the sensational suction she was currently experiencing, and she could feel Kate smiling against the sensitive skin as her body trembled with magnificent release. "Kate, stop," she begged as soft lips and a languorously swiping tongue continued to glide through the over-sensitized folds, "I need a minute."
"Ok," Kate acquiesced, placing a sweet kiss on an inner thigh before standing and leaning into the strong body currently trembling on the counter. "I know I'm the only one that was in the water," Kate husked, "but could I convince you to join me in the shower? Maybe help me scrub my back?"
"Yes," Lucy replied, wrapping her arms around that sexy body as their lips met in a sensational caress, the brunette moaning as she tasted herself on the blonde's tongue. "Jesus Kate, that's so hot," she mumbled against the super soft lips, spurring the blonde to hoist her up into her arms and tumble into the shower.
Onward and Upward
"Do you need to check in for your flight?" Lucy asked as Kate, who was stretched out beside her looking ridiculously sexy in a hotel bathrobe, languorously nibbled on her fingertips. Sexily trapping one between her teeth, Kate grinned at the identically clothed brunette and replied, "I already did."
Shivering in response to the gentle, sensual assault, Lucy thought back on their morning and asked, "You did? When?"
"When you were in the shower before sunrise," Kate replied, pressing her lips to the sensitive inside of the brunette's wrist.
"Oh," Lucy responded. You're programming coffee and checking in for flights when all I can think about is us, this room, this moment? I wonder if it's just your nature, if the attention to detail and structure are just who you are, or am I just a distraction for you? Do you travel a lot? Am I just another woman in another hotel in another city? Will you just move on to your next conquest when you leave here? Ugh, I don't want to know.
"Hey," Kate asked, a little disconcerted that Lucy's mind seemed to be wandering, "where did you go?"
"I'm right here," Lucy replied as Kate's fingers mindlessly traveled up and down her spine, "I just-"
"Just what?" Kate softly prompted.
"Just was thinking about tomorrow," the brunette lied, "and sort of regretting my mid-week decision to put off laundry until the weekend."
"Laundry?" Kate skeptically challenged, "Is that really what you're thinking about right now?"
"Not just laundry Kate," Lucy replied, "I'm also thinking about dinner at my boss's house tomorrow night and my promise to take Jake Pokemon Go hunting this evening and wondering whether or not I'm going to make it to pick him up on time." Lucy knew her answer wasn't what the blonde was expecting and she could see the confusion her words had evoked, even though the gorgeous woman had quickly schooled her features from disappointment into nonchalance. I'm sorry Kate, but you're not the only one who gets to think about other things. If you can think about coffee and flights I can think about laundry and dinner.
"Why wouldn't you be on time?" Kate asked, "You did tell him six, right?"
"I did," Lucy agreed, "but it's a weekend and traffic might be a problem. What, ah," she hedged, loathe to ask the question that would put an end time on their final day, "what time do you have to be at the airport?"
"My car will be here at five," Kate replied, "flight's at seven."
Your car? YOUR CAR? Are you serious right now? Why wouldn't you just ask me to drive you? "Oh, ok, well then," Lucy stammered, "I guess I'll make it in plenty of time."
Sensing the shift in the brunette's demeanor as the other woman stiffened under her touch and rolled away from her, Kate tried and failed to hide her disappointment as she offered, "I do have a few more hours and a few more items I'd like to check off of my list before then. Are you, ah," she paused, feeling uncertain in the other woman's presence for the first time since they'd met, "are you still up for helping me out?" What the hell just happened here Lucy? Why does it feel so weird between us? What the hell is a Pokemon Go?
"I've seen your list," Lucy replied, her face scrunching up adorably as she continued, "and we've literally completed the entire thing."
"That was the pre-visit list," Kate argued, "the one I made before I was on the island."
"Right. And together we created the second list, which we also completed. So," she challenged, "what could you possibly have left to cross off?"
Amusement coloring her tone, Kate replied, "We'll see."
Rolling her eyes at the flippant response, Lucy grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom, her intent to get dressed in private causing a disappointed Kate to once again question what in the hell had happened to create the weird disconnect between them.
The Nickel Tour
"It's a good thing we already covered malasadas, the North Shore and the Valley of the Temples," Lucy observed as she pulled into a parking spot at the Pali Lookout, "because we definitely wouldn't have had enough time to fit all of that in today."
As they climbed out of the car and headed for the stone wall lookout, Kate felt the need to express her gratitude. "Thank you so much for taking the time to bring me here," she breathed as they reached the barrier, "it's stunning."
"You don't need to keep thanking me Kate," Lucy replied, "I promised you a tour of the island."
"I know, but you're doing all of the driving in your own vehicle on your own dime. Can I at least offer you money for gas?"
"We're staying in your hotel room, ordering room service and billing drinks to the room, so I think we're even," Lucy replied, her response coming out a little harsher than she'd intended, "wouldn't you agree?"
Kate recoiled as though she'd been stung, the clipped tone of the brunette's voice compelling her to nod her head in agreement.
"Okay then," Lucy said.
"Okay," Kate agreed, "but-"
"But what?" Lucy replied.
"Are we ok?" Kate asked.
"Yeah we're good," Lucy lied, her eyes shifting to her watch. We're so good that we are wasting your last few hours on this floating rock playing tourist.
"It doesn't feel good," Kate countered. What is going on inside that beautiful head? Why are you so irritated with me? Why do you keep looking at your watch? Is there somewhere else you'd rather be? Someone else you'd rather be with?
"We are soo good," Lucy drawled, and neither one of them believed it for a minute.
"Look, if I'm keeping you from something-"
"You're not," Lucy insisted, interrupting the blonde before she could finish whatever it was that she was about to say. "So," she suggested, "Iolani Palace next? Then we can grab a quick lunch before I drop you off at the hotel."
Drop me off? What the hell is that supposed to - "Sure," she heard herself say, though the single syllable was forced around a giant lump of disappointment in her throat, "where did you want to eat?"
Lunch was at the food truck park where Kate had met Chloe and Siobhan, though she didn't mention that as she sampled the moco loco and spam musubi Lucy insisted she try lest she be deemed incomplete in her island experiences. Not surprisingly, the rigorously clean eating Kate was not a fan of either Hawaiian staple. "You are released to order whatever your palate desires," Lucy said with an exaggerated sweep of her arm, "and I'm proud of you for at least trying it."
"What about you?" The blonde asked, an amused grin on her face as she added, "I know you're not a fan of this either."
Busted, Lucy admitted, "I already ordered the Paradise cheeseburger."
Looking at the menu, Kate laughed out loud at the description of what the tiny brunette had ordered. "Two patties, grilled pineapple, bacon, cheese, bacon jam and thousand island dressing? Seriously?"
Lucy shrugged adorably in response, tilting her head and and smiling as she said, "And I'm going to eat the whole thing, so if you want one-"
"I don't," Kate grimaced, then stepping up to the window to place her own order asked, "what even is bacon jam?"
Laughing out loud, Lucy replied, "It's sweet, savory, smoky and delicious."
"Sounds like someone I know," Kate smirked, her eyes dancing with amusement as her comment managed to make the brunette blush.
"Anyhow," Lucy said, disconcerted that Kate could so easily provoke such a reaction out of her, "did you enjoy your tour?"
"I did," Kate smiled, "did you enjoy playing tour guide?"
"I did," Lucy grinned, "and I found out that I'm much better at it than I thought I was." I'm better at everything when I'm with you, because you make everything better. Why didn't you challenge me when I said I'd just drop you off? I thought we'd spend every last minute together, right up until I took you to the airport. Why did you order a car? Didn't you think I would take you? Don't you want -
"Order nineteen ready for pickup!" Called the food truck cook, effectively silencing that particular train of thought. As Lucy hopped up to grab her lunch a curious Kate was left to wonder what in the hell the brunette had been silently pondering, and she also began to question her desire to spend more time with the frustratingly hard to read woman. Are you really who I think you are? Why are you being so weird with me today, is it because I'm leaving and you're going to miss me, or is it because I'm leaving and you are feeling guilty about what you've done with me? You're so amazing, there's no way you're really single. Is she somewhere waiting for you? Are you really going to just drop me off at the hotel? I left us plenty of time before my flight to, you know, wait, what are you saying?
"Kate," Lucy repeated, snapping her fingers to get the blonde's attention, "they called your number."
Set It Off
"So," Kate said as they climbed into Lucy's car, "I guess that was our last meal together."
"Guess so," Lucy agreed, her focus completely on the mechanics of starting the vehicle like she was a teenager who'd been given the keys for the first time.
"So thank you, Lucy, for showing me around the island."
Pausing as she pulled on her sunglasses and put the car in reverse, Lucy handed Kate the pair she had borrowed and said, "And thank you Kate, for saving my retinas."
Accepting the shades she had assumed Lucy would keep, she asked, "When did you find yours?"
"I grabbed a pair when I went home to change," Lucy explained, "and I meant to give these back to you last night but I forgot."
"Oh, okay well, I just assumed you would-"
"Keep them?" Lucy interjected, effectively silencing the blonde. "I thought about it," she admitted as she looked out the driver's side window and pulled out into traffic, "but I know they're expensive and I don't think I want...I mean, it's not a good idea for me to have..."
"Something of mine laying around?" A hurt Kate surmised, her face the picture of pain and disappointment as she realized what the brunette was trying to say. I knew it, you do have a girlfriend. That explains why you didn't take me home with you, and why you don't want any evidence of my existence.
"Kate, look, I-" I'm already going to see you everywhere I look on this island, I can't have anything inside my home or office that screams "Kate was here" too.
"Save it!" The blonde snapped. She then crossed her arms and put on her sunglasses and, turning to look out her window, absolutely refused to acknowledge Lucy during the rest of the short ride back to the hotel. She was surprised when Lucy didn't pull right up to the front to drop her off, but rather drove a short distance until she found a parking spot. Turning off the engine the brunette turned to look, one more time, at the vision of the most beautiful woman she'd ever met sitting in the passenger seat beside her. God I'm going to miss you, and I hate that this is how it's ending, but it has to be this way. How else will I ever get over you?
"Kate, the truth is-"
"I think you've said enough," Kate replied, her jaw trembling as she hopped out of the vehicle and slammed the door. I don't want the truth, please don't follow me.
"Kate, wait!" Lucy cried out, picking up her pace as she raced to catch up with the pissed off blonde. Rolling her eyes in frustration, Kate stopped against her better judgement and, turning to face the rapidly approaching woman asked, "What?!"
"I, uhm, I-" Lucy stammered, the look on Kate's face making her really, really want to say whatever she needed to say to make it go away. Pausing a beat as she came face to face with exactly how far she had fallen so fast, the brunette stopped just short of making a fool of herself by admitting the truth. "I need to get my bag," she finally sighed, and for the second heartbreaking time she saw the disappointment written all over the beautiful blonde's face.
"So that's it?" Kate asked, "we just finish our tour and you pick up your stuff and we just go our separate ways?" Then you just move on to the next attractive woman you see in the bar, or worse, go back to whoever you were seeing before we met?
"I think it's kind of a foregone conclusion," Lucy responded, scuffing her foot against the sidewalk, "two nights, three days, all good. Right?"
"Right," Kate agreed brightly, her hand rising to scratch the back of her head, "all good."
"Okay then, why are you so mad?"
Kate's features softened as she realized that Lucy was just preparing, in her own way, to let go. "I don't think I'm mad," she admitted, "I just..."
"Need to finish packing?" Lucy suggested, because she was certain that neither of them was ready to admit that this was truly about to be over.
"I do," Kate replied, "did you want to keep me company while I do?"
I should say no. I should take the win and go while she's still smiling, while we are still an unfinished, beautiful memory. "I would love to," Lucy said, smiling softly as she fell in step beside the most irresistible woman she'd ever met.
Last Dance
The elevator ride back up to the room was different than any other time they'd been in the lift. There weren't any other guests in the car, but the friction that had been nagging at them all day was as present as if it were a literal being in between them. When they arrived at their floor they exited amicably, walking together down the corridor like two friends or colleagues instead of a pair of lovers who were so wildly attracted to each other that they couldn't keep their hands to themselves.
"So," Lucy asked, "are you looking forward to being home?"
Are you serious right now Lucy? DC isn't home, it's just where I currently lay my head. No place has truly felt like home since Noah died, but you couldn't possibly know that. "I do enjoy my own space, and sleeping in my own bed," the blonde answered. As opposed to sleeping here, with her? Seriously, what is wrong with you Whistler? Take it back, that was literally the dumbest thing you've ever said.
"Nothing like your own space," a slightly hurt Lucy agreed, "but this hotel is pretty nice."
"It certainly is," Kate agreed as she opened the door, "and as great as my first nap here was on Thursday afternoon, I slept much better that night."
The innuendo laced statement ignited a spark in Lucy, who found herself unable to resist the urge to literally jump the sexy, sexy blonde. Grabbing a fistful of t-shirt, Lucy pulled up on Kate and captured those deliciously soft, irresistible lips. Unable to resist if she wanted to, Kate eagerly returned the erotic, sensual assault, her own tongue dancing with the brunette's. Pulling back to breathe, Lucy looked up into the features she'd grown to love and asked, "Is this okay?"
"More than okay," Kate growled, pushing the smaller woman back toward the bed as she tugged the belt out of her waistband. Clothes were quickly discarded as they maneuvered to the bed, the last scrap of silk and lace landing on the nightstand as the pair tumbled onto the bed. Rolling on top of the blonde, Lucy was surprised to hear Kate whisper, "There's one more thing I need to check off the list."
"Mmm, what's that?" Lucy whispered, her mouth painting warm, wet circles on the gloriously hardened nipples as her hand slid sensually through the copious moisture pooling between the endlessly long legs. "God, you're so wet," the brunette hissed as she started to slide down the silky soft curves, "I can't wait to taste you."
"Wait," Kate gasped, gently tugging on the smaller woman until she stopped her downward motion, "I want to taste you too."
Rising up in response to the sexually charged statement, Lucy captured those perfect lips one more time, her tongue diving deep into the delicious depths as she considered the meaning behind the blonde's words. "Are you sure?" she asked, her own clit aching for the feel of that warm tongue against it. "Fuck yeah," Kate responded, and Lucy was certain that nobody had ever made cursing sound hotter.
Acquiescing to the unexpectedly sexy request, Lucy reversed her position, her legs trembling as she lowered herself onto the blonde's eagerly waiting mouth. "Relax babe, you're not going to hurt me," Kate whispered, and the warm breath was like a caress on Lucy's engorged sex for a split second before ardent lips and a probing tongue launched a sensual assault on the sensitive flesh. "Oh, my god Kate," she hissed as her hips bucked in response, "fuck me."
As the blonde slid her tongue through the pulsing channel, Lucy thrust herself face first into the sensational, glistening treasure that was literally right under her nose. The angle was different, new, somehow even better than anything they had already experienced. Kate's lips and tongue were relentless, ravenous, and as Lucy experienced pleasures that she had never known she also found herself intent on matching the pleasure that the new position was making her feel. Rolling them to their sides, her mouth never losing contact with the blonde's sex, Lucy was completely blown away by the sensation of ardent lips and a firm tongue coaxing her straining nub from it's hood. Her own lips matched the movement of the blonde's, their tongues swiping in tandem as fingers dug into sensitive behinds and both of them climaxed in a shuddering, screaming release.
Sated, they rolled in opposite directions, Lucy onto her stomach and Kate onto her back. "That was amazing," Lucy drawled, her accent out in full force as she basked in the sensation of the aftershocks that were still pulsing through her body.
"Mmm hmm, agree," said Kate, who couldn't resist the urge to roll over and place her lips on the sexy, tempting hollow at the base of Lucy's spine.
Lucy purred in contentment at the sensation, and wondered for probably the hundredth time if her previous lovers had been unimaginative or if Kate was just superior to all who had come before her. "That feels nice," she sighed, squirming under the fresh wave of arousal the wandering lips had triggered. "Kate?" She questioned, causing the blonde to pause and reply, "Yes?"
"I really like helping you pack."
Laughing out loud at the unexpected comment, the blonde was once again struck by how easy it was with Lucy. I love that I never know what you're going to say next, but somehow you always know exactly what I need. Is this what life would be like with you, would you always keep me on my toes? God, I wish I had time to find out. I hate this, hate that I have to leave.
"Hey Kate?" Lucy asked, breaking the silence as she sat up and leaned over to grab a drink from the bedside table.
"Yes?"
"What's this?" The brunette asked, holding up the embroidered anklet that the shop owner had thrown in with her purchase.
"Oh, that," she explained, "was just a little something extra the cashier threw in when I bought your shirt the other day."
"It's handmade," Lucy observed, "the quality is stunning."
"Take it," Kate offered, "I'm really not an anklet kind of girl."
"Nope, I think you need to let me put it on you," Lucy replied, "rumor has it that if you make a wish when you tie it on, that your wish will come true when it falls off."
"Really?" Kate asked skeptically, though she didn't resist when the brunette looped the band around her ankle and began to tie the strings into a knot.
"Are you making your wish?" Lucy asked.
My only wish is to get back to this island so I can be with you. "Yep, wish made," Kate softly replied as deft fingers secured the final knot.
"Okay then," Lucy said, smiling sweetly as she added, "I hope your wish comes true."
A Hui Hou
"Okay, I think that's everything," Kate announced as she made one last sweep of the hotel room, "let me see if I can get this to close." Flipping her suitcase shut, she smiled when Lucy leaned on top of it as she pulled the zipper. "Thank you," she said with a grateful smile, and was once again struck by the parallel between the night she'd first packed this suitcase and now.
"You're welcome," Lucy replied, looking at the clock as she grabbed her gym bag and packed the last few items she had sitting around the room. "So your car will be here in about an hour," she observed, "and I-" Just then Lucy's phone chirped and, looking down at the display she was surprised to see that it was Tennant. "Shoot, it's work," Lucy explained, "I'm sorry, but I gotta go."
"I thought you were off today?"
"I am," Lucy replied, "but sometimes emergencies come up and I have to go in. I'm sorry, I-" Lucy had never been more frustrated by her job in her life, and she was loathe to lose this last hour with the blonde but also knew that Tennant wouldn't have reached out if it wasn't important.
"Hey," Kate said, reaching to thread her fingers with the brunette's and pull her close, "thank you, for making my time here so memorable."
"It's been fun," Lucy said, smiling as Kate leaned forward to capture her lips. Just then, her phone chirped again, and she reluctantly pulled away stating, "Duty calls."
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she walked to the door and, pausing with her hand on the knob silently requested, "Kate?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't forget me."
With tears in her eyes as she stood and watched Lucy go, Kate whispered, "I won't remember anything else."
~e ho'omau 'ia~