J2 Big Bang Gone In An Instant (Or Here Til The Bitter End) Jared/Jensen NC-17 Interlude 3
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Genevieve/Danneel make up interlude
Each time Genevieve’s phone rang her heart throbbed. She wanted desperately to answer it and talk to Danni, but she was feeling too embarrassed to speak to her. She’d been drunker than she thought the night before, and her emotions had been riding higher than she’d realized. She knew Danneel was calling her to tell her off and most likely break up with her because she’d been a selfish bitch and the longer she put the conversation off, the longer she could at least pretend that things might work out differently.
There was no doubt that she was still mad at Jensen for the night before, Jared didn’t deserve to be treated like that and if he couldn’t stick up for himself, she would stick up for him, but that had nothing to do with her relationship with Danneel and she shouldn’t have put them in the middle of it like she had. With each missed call, each text that she deleted without reading Genevieve began to sink lower and lower, her mood bordering depression and it was quickly becoming a point of her having to either answer the phone or turn it off.
And then Jensen showed up. Jared, being the soft hearted sap that he was, agreed to speak to him and against her recommendation, was going to go for lunch and talk. She thought he should make Jensen work for it a bit harder, but deep down she knew how much they both loved each other and it wasn’t worth making things worse by putting it off.
If only she could follow her own advice.
Genevieve was on her way up to her bedroom to bury herself in her bed and try to figure out the best possible way to beg and plead for Danneel to forgive her when she saw Jensen still standing in the foyer talking to Chad who was mentioning about making out with Jared’s little sister.
“You made out with Meggie?” Genevieve squealed with a laugh, startling everyone. She watched Chad yelp and run into the living room, obviously to get away from the ridicule he would get for it. Things became unbearably tense with just the three of them standing, unsure of where to look or what to say. A wave of guilt flashed at how rough Jensen looked, how miserable he seemed to be. They were leaving and it was because they didn’t want to be around her either. She’d even managed to push Jared away when it was him she was trying to protect.
“You can stay here,” Genevieve whispered so softly that neither man heard her. She looked at both men and repeated herself when it appeared that they hadn’t heard her.
“No, it’s okay. I need coffee and something to eat and I need to get out of here and get fresh air.”
Genevieve shrugged and rushed past them to escape to her room. She was halfway up the stairs when Jensen called out to her. “Please call Danni,” he pleaded. “She… we’ve… we’ve been there for each other for so long it’s hard to just stop.”
Genevieve couldn’t answer. She fought hard not to break into tears but they were pooling at the corners of her eyes.
“I would do the same if it were her. If I knew she’d been a douchebag and didn’t deserve anyone’s support, I would still be there with her. ”
“It’s because you’re friends,” Jared said softly more to Genevieve than to Jensen. “Because that’s what friends do and I don’t blame her for going home with you last night. I’m glad you had someone to take care of you.”
“She loves you “And she’s at home right now, beating herself up because you’re mad at her. Because you think she’s a traitor. Please don’t punish her for something that’s my fault.”
Genevieve was shocked. She turned around to look Jensen in the eye and saw the honesty there. She hadn’t thought that Danneel would be worried that she was still mad at her. Knowing Danneel’s temper and her resolve not to be anyone’s door mat, she expected the redhead to be ready to fight fire with fire. With Jensen’s words, she burst into tears before running up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door before throwing herself onto her bed.
She was shaking too much to dial her phone, regret pooling in her stomach and exhaustion starting to claim her. The phone in her hand started to vibrate and through teary eyes she saw it was Danneel’s number. Flicking on the answer button, she brought it to her ear and listened for a moment, unable to say anything.
“Hello?” Danneel said roughly, as though she’d been crying. The sound of her broken voice caused for a new wave of sobs to wrack Genevieve’s frame and she again started to cry, this time harder.
“Gen?” Danneel’s voice sounded worried, slightly panicked.
“Please come over…” Genevieve pleaded through her hiccoughs. “Please, I’m sorry...”
“I’ll be right over.”
Genevieve’s phone fell from her hand and she curled up under her down comforter, wrapping it as tightly around herself as she could. Eventually her sobs started to lessen and she felt sleep overtake her. It felt like only a few moments had passed when her eyes fluttered open. She wasn’t alone in her bed. It was a feeling she’d felt so often lately that she had barely even registered that when she’d gone to sleep she hadn’t had anyone with her. A fan of bright red hair was laid across her extra pillow and she smiled before jerking upright, the events of the night and morning washing over her.
Danneel’s eyes opened slowly but it was clear she hadn’t been asleep. There was worry and fear in their depths and she too sat up, pulling her legs close to her chest and wrapping her arms around them protectively.
“I tried to wake you when I got here, but you were out. Soph said you hadn’t slept all night.”
Genevieve shook her head. Her eyes were wide and she hated how small Danneel looked, all curled into herself. “Too worried.”
“I know... I’m so sorry, Jared...” Danneel began to speak. She stopped when she saw Genevieve shake her head.
“Not just Jared,” she whispered. “I was worried about you too. Us.” Danneel visibly swallowed and averted her eyes, which pushed Genevieve into action. “I’m so fucking sorry,” she apologized. “I was so out of line last night and I don’t blame you if you’re pissed at me.”
“Pissed?”
Genevieve nodded. “Fuck, that was so not my fight to get into. Of course you’re going to go with Jen. If it had have been reversed, I’d have done the same thing. So why the fuck can I get mad at you for wanting to be there for Jensen? And then I’m so fucking... I’m so fucking stupid and you probably hate me and you’re going to break up with me and…please don’t break up with me.”
Danneel looked absolutely shocked at Genevieve’s admission. She was rooted to her spot, unable to move or speak. Gen breached the distance between them and crawled to where Danneel was sitting. She wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close, hugging her as hard as she could.
“I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry.”
“I thought you hated me,” Danneel cried softly. “That you didn’t want to talk to me, that …” She took a few deep breaths and opened herself up so that they were sitting with their arms and legs wrapped around each other, clutching the other for dear life. “I kept calling…texting…”
“I thought you were going to break up with me,” Genevieve confessed, shedding tears of her own. “I thought if you couldn’t break up with me, you wouldn’t. So I wouldn’t answer.”
Running her fingers through Genevieve’s tangled hair, Danneel leaned in to kiss Genevieve with a desperation that they both felt. “I’m so sorry, Gen.”
Genevieve laughed through her tears, unable to believe how different this conversation was turning out to be than she’d expected. “You weren’t the one who was wrong,” she assured Danneel. “I should be sorry. I should be apologizing to you.” She wiped the tears from Danneel’s pale face and kissed her everywhere she could reach. “I love you so much. I never thought I could love anyone this much and god, I thought I lost you.” She pulled Danneel down so that they were both laying down again, Danneel pinned under Genevieve’s tiny body. Wearing a pair of jogging pants and a tee shirt, Danneel was more dressed than Genevieve who only wore a pair of panties and a tank bra. Wordlessly, Genevieve tugged at Danni’s shirt, pulling it up and off of her, pleased when there was no bra underneath.
“You were crying,” Danneel admitted with a blush. “I was so worried, I didn’t put one on.”
Genevieve reached down to tug at Danni’s jogging pants not surprised to find nothing underneath those either. She groaned as she shoved them down her long legs and onto the floor. Without giving the redhead a moment to prepare, Genevieve spread Danni’s legs and moved downward. She parted Danneel’s pussy lips and began to suck and lick, watching her girlfriend begin to react to the sexual stimulation her mouth and tongue was giving her.
“I want to make you feel good,” Genevieve promised. She latched onto Danni’s clit and began to suck earnestly. “I want to make you come and then fuck you. I want to worship you…”
“Oh god,” Danneel cried loudly. She arched her hips into Genevieve’s expert touch and began to pluck roughly at her nipples which were aching for attention. “Fuck Gen… you don’t have to…”
With two fingers inserted into Danneel’s wetness, Genevieve began to finger fuck her quickly, using her tongue to lick up the juices that were flowing freely down Danneel’s thighs. She used one finger to rim around Danneel’s asshole watching her whole body shake and jerk at the sensation. Genevieve leaned up and nibbled playfully on Danneel’s earlobe.
“I don’t have to, but I want to. You deserve this.” She continued her ministrations, a smile covering her face at Danneel’s reaction. “Oh you like that? You like something in your ass?” Danneel’s response was a grunt, her whole body trembling with arousal. “God, one day maybe I’ll fuck your pussy and we’ll get some really hot, hung guy to fuck your ass.” Genevieve smiled as Danneel began to tense, a sure sign of her orgasm nearing. “Wait, come on my face baby,” she whispered. Seconds later Genevieve was back down, level with Danneel’s pussy which she had spread wide open and was tongue fucking her enthusiastically. Danneel’s fingers moved rapidly on her clit alongside Genevieve’s tongue and she shattered, coming hard until finally she was breathless and boneless, twitching with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Genevieve grinned at the sight of her girlfriend lying spent in her bed, body relaxed and face lit up with a pleased grin. She climbed over Danneel to reach for something under her bed.
“What are you getting?” Danneel yawned. She stretched like a cat, her breasts jiggling with the force of her yawn. The sight nearly distracted Genevieve but she shook her head and reached for the box she knew she’d put there only a week earlier.
“You’ll see,” she said. Triumphantly, she pulled a box out and placed it on the bed beside her, teasingly opening it and withdrawing its contents. She held it up and watched Danneel’s eyes widen.
“Holy shit,” Danni whispered in awe.
Genevieve leaned down and licked a path up Danneel’s chest, licking between her breasts only stopping once she’d reached her mouth. With a hunger that was matched, she kissed Danni until they were both gasping for breath.
“Do you need lube?” Genevieve asked as she slid her fingers into Danneel’s still soaking hole. “God, your pussy is so wet,” she whispered. It’ll just slide right in.”
“When…” Danneel stuttered as Genevieve spread her legs to expose her own pussy, which had been shaved completely bare and was glistening with her own juices. “Oh fuck, you shaved? Bare?”
Knowing it would drive the other woman crazy, Genevieve smirked as she spread her own wetness around with her index finger, focusing mostly on her clit. “Night before last, went and got a Brazilian wax done. Told the girl who did it that I wanted to surprise my girlfriend, that we talked about how different it would be when she ate my pussy bare.”
“You didn’t!” Danneel’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She blushed as she saw Genevieve cackle with laughter.
“Of course not,” Gen admitted with a grin. “But god, each time she pulled that wax off I got so fucking aroused. It hurt so much but it felt so fucking good. I just pictured your tongue licking me, sucking my slit and tonguing my clit.” Danneel seemed transfixed as Genevieve brought the smaller end of the toy to her opening and played with her hole teasingly. Right after, I went down to “For Her Eyes Only” and bought this double headed dildo. So I can get off with the vibrator while I fuck you.”
Danneel couldn’t help but moan, fingering herself in time with Genevieve’s thrusts on her own clit.
“I was going to surprise you last night. Jared and Jen were supposed to go home together, and we were going to come here and I was going to…I had this whole plan and …” Her eyes started to well up and Genevieve’s voice broke. She felt Danneel sit up and kiss her softly.
“It’s okay,” Danni assured her. “We’re okay.” Just as Genevieve was about to protest the redhead covered her lips with her finger. “I promise.”
They met in a comforting embrace, lips gently pressed together until it once again became urgent and hungry.
“We need to go together,” Genevieve admitted as she fit the vibrating shorter end inside of her. She flicked on the end, startled at the level of vibration that ricocheted throughout her body. “Then we can pick out harnesses or strap-ons and god… we’ll bring Jen and Jay and watch what they buy and imagine them using it.
“Fuck me,” Danneel groaned, her throat raw and body on edge. Sweat dripped down the crevice between her breasts and Genevieve leaned down to trace the path with her tongue. She took both of Danneel’s ample breasts into her hands and pressed them together, licking her nipples playfully.
“You were wrong that night,” Genevieve said as she slowly thrust the silicone dildo into Danneel’s body. “Your tits are fucking gorgeous, I could play with them all day.”
They were pressed tightly together, pussy grinding against pussy as each woman had an end pushed as deep inside of them as they could go. Genevieve turned up the intensity of the vibrator and began to move, thrusting roughly against Danneel’s body, which met her with each stroke.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” Danneel’s cries were swallowed by Genevieve’s mouth. “So good, fuck...so fucking good.”
“Let me hear you,” Genevieve taunted. “Let me know how good my cock feels inside of you.”
“Fuck… so fucking big Gen. Your cock is so big.”
“Next time maybe I’ll fuck your ass,” Genevieve lifted Danneel’s thigh over her hip and slapped her cheek roughly. “Or do you want my ass? Wanna stuff my ass full of cock?” She leaned in and began to flick Danneel’s clit methodically. She knew what to do to make Danneel go crazy and she was pulling out every single stop. “Or you want to eat my pussy? It’s so bare and it’s so fucking hot for you.”
Danneel’s hips thrust up roughly, as she was unable to stop her orgasm from shocking her entire system. The thrust of her hips caused for the vibrator to shift and press directly against Genevieve’s clit which over stimulated her into her own numbing orgasm.
A course of cursing exclamations echoed in the room as both women continued to writhe and grind into each other bringing forth another string of smaller orgasmic bursts until they finally collapsed exhausted on the bed. Genevieve gently extracted the smaller end of the double penetrative dildo from her stretched, over sensitized hole as she then teasingly gave a few slow fucks into Danneel before entirely withdrawing it.
“I love you so much,” Danneel said with a tired smile and watery eyes. “Thank you for that, I just needed...” She took a moment to compose herself and fell into Genevieve’s tender kiss.
“Me too.”
They lay boneless in each other’s arms until finally they knew they had to get up and get clean. Their stomachs were growling and with one glance to her clock on her nightstand, Genevieve saw it was well after dinner. “Come take a bath with me,” she asked softly.
Danneel nodded and promised to help change the sheets before they got too much more relaxed from the bath and didn’t do it afterwards.
They were stretched out together in the bathtub, surrounded with bubbles and steam from the soothing hot water when Genevieve spoke. “I can’t promise we won’t fight,” she admitted hesitantly. “And I can’t promise it won’t be over stupid things…”
“I know,” Danneel understood. She heard voices in the hall and knew that Jensen and Jared had returned. When she’d arrived hours earlier and saw that Genevieve was asleep, she’d turned off both of their cell phones. She hadn’t wanted anyone to interrupt their time together and thus hadn’t been sure of where Jared and Jensen had gotten to or how they were doing. Judging from their voices and the light conversation they were having, she was pleased to know that they were okay. “But it’ll work out. It will because we are in this together.”
Genevieve nodded. Her eyes began to droop indicating that it was time to get out of the bathtub. When they were dried off and dressed in old sweats of Genevieve’s, they headed down to the living room. There was a dim light coming from Jared’s door indicating that the two men were most likely watching a movie together, needing the time alone, which left Gen and Danneel the living room since it appeared that Sandy still hadn’t come home and Sophia and Chad left a note that they were having a date night.
“Thai?” Danneel said as she sifted through take out menus. Genevieve was flipping through channels to see what was on TV, with a nod Danneel picked up her phone and dialed. She ordered their usual before curling up with Gen on the couch. Not ten minutes later the doorbell rang.
“Already?” Gen said. She answered the door, surprised to see a man delivering from the pizza place they often ordered from. Seconds later Jared came bounding down the stairs with his wallet out.
“Don’t even think about it Cortese!” Jared warned with a grin. He paid the driver and shut the door, eyeing Genevieve suspiciously. Gen watched him discreetly look into the living room and grin at the sight of Danneel sprawled out on the couch lazily.
“Hi Danni.”
“Hey Jay,” Danneel said with a yawn, waving at him.
Gen and Jared stared at each other for a few moments. He set the pizza down on the table in the foyer and pulled her into a tight hug. They needed no words between them. Geneveive blushed as he pressed an affectionate kiss to her forehead and nodded up the stairs. “I should…”
“Go.” She grabbed his shoulder to stop him for just a moment, wanting him to know how serious she was with her next statement. “I’m glad it worked out Jay. You two are meant to be.”
By the time Jared headed back upstairs and Genevieve got comfortable, the doorbell rang again, this time their food. “It’s your turn,” Gen said, kicking Danni’s leg playfully. “I got up the last time.”
Grumbling, Danneel made her way to the door and paid for their meals, bringing it back into the living room without even bothering to get dinner plates or cutlery. It was there, curled up together on the couch eating directly out of the take out containers that they enjoyed their dinner, neither wanting to remember how the night had ended only a day before, but glad that they’d gotten their first fight out of the way and came out stronger for it
On To Chapter 11
Masterpost
Genevieve/Danneel make up interlude
Each time Genevieve’s phone rang her heart throbbed. She wanted desperately to answer it and talk to Danni, but she was feeling too embarrassed to speak to her. She’d been drunker than she thought the night before, and her emotions had been riding higher than she’d realized. She knew Danneel was calling her to tell her off and most likely break up with her because she’d been a selfish bitch and the longer she put the conversation off, the longer she could at least pretend that things might work out differently.
There was no doubt that she was still mad at Jensen for the night before, Jared didn’t deserve to be treated like that and if he couldn’t stick up for himself, she would stick up for him, but that had nothing to do with her relationship with Danneel and she shouldn’t have put them in the middle of it like she had. With each missed call, each text that she deleted without reading Genevieve began to sink lower and lower, her mood bordering depression and it was quickly becoming a point of her having to either answer the phone or turn it off.
And then Jensen showed up. Jared, being the soft hearted sap that he was, agreed to speak to him and against her recommendation, was going to go for lunch and talk. She thought he should make Jensen work for it a bit harder, but deep down she knew how much they both loved each other and it wasn’t worth making things worse by putting it off.
If only she could follow her own advice.
Genevieve was on her way up to her bedroom to bury herself in her bed and try to figure out the best possible way to beg and plead for Danneel to forgive her when she saw Jensen still standing in the foyer talking to Chad who was mentioning about making out with Jared’s little sister.
“You made out with Meggie?” Genevieve squealed with a laugh, startling everyone. She watched Chad yelp and run into the living room, obviously to get away from the ridicule he would get for it. Things became unbearably tense with just the three of them standing, unsure of where to look or what to say. A wave of guilt flashed at how rough Jensen looked, how miserable he seemed to be. They were leaving and it was because they didn’t want to be around her either. She’d even managed to push Jared away when it was him she was trying to protect.
“You can stay here,” Genevieve whispered so softly that neither man heard her. She looked at both men and repeated herself when it appeared that they hadn’t heard her.
“No, it’s okay. I need coffee and something to eat and I need to get out of here and get fresh air.”
Genevieve shrugged and rushed past them to escape to her room. She was halfway up the stairs when Jensen called out to her. “Please call Danni,” he pleaded. “She… we’ve… we’ve been there for each other for so long it’s hard to just stop.”
Genevieve couldn’t answer. She fought hard not to break into tears but they were pooling at the corners of her eyes.
“I would do the same if it were her. If I knew she’d been a douchebag and didn’t deserve anyone’s support, I would still be there with her. ”
“It’s because you’re friends,” Jared said softly more to Genevieve than to Jensen. “Because that’s what friends do and I don’t blame her for going home with you last night. I’m glad you had someone to take care of you.”
“She loves you “And she’s at home right now, beating herself up because you’re mad at her. Because you think she’s a traitor. Please don’t punish her for something that’s my fault.”
Genevieve was shocked. She turned around to look Jensen in the eye and saw the honesty there. She hadn’t thought that Danneel would be worried that she was still mad at her. Knowing Danneel’s temper and her resolve not to be anyone’s door mat, she expected the redhead to be ready to fight fire with fire. With Jensen’s words, she burst into tears before running up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door before throwing herself onto her bed.
She was shaking too much to dial her phone, regret pooling in her stomach and exhaustion starting to claim her. The phone in her hand started to vibrate and through teary eyes she saw it was Danneel’s number. Flicking on the answer button, she brought it to her ear and listened for a moment, unable to say anything.
“Hello?” Danneel said roughly, as though she’d been crying. The sound of her broken voice caused for a new wave of sobs to wrack Genevieve’s frame and she again started to cry, this time harder.
“Gen?” Danneel’s voice sounded worried, slightly panicked.
“Please come over…” Genevieve pleaded through her hiccoughs. “Please, I’m sorry...”
“I’ll be right over.”
Genevieve’s phone fell from her hand and she curled up under her down comforter, wrapping it as tightly around herself as she could. Eventually her sobs started to lessen and she felt sleep overtake her. It felt like only a few moments had passed when her eyes fluttered open. She wasn’t alone in her bed. It was a feeling she’d felt so often lately that she had barely even registered that when she’d gone to sleep she hadn’t had anyone with her. A fan of bright red hair was laid across her extra pillow and she smiled before jerking upright, the events of the night and morning washing over her.
Danneel’s eyes opened slowly but it was clear she hadn’t been asleep. There was worry and fear in their depths and she too sat up, pulling her legs close to her chest and wrapping her arms around them protectively.
“I tried to wake you when I got here, but you were out. Soph said you hadn’t slept all night.”
Genevieve shook her head. Her eyes were wide and she hated how small Danneel looked, all curled into herself. “Too worried.”
“I know... I’m so sorry, Jared...” Danneel began to speak. She stopped when she saw Genevieve shake her head.
“Not just Jared,” she whispered. “I was worried about you too. Us.” Danneel visibly swallowed and averted her eyes, which pushed Genevieve into action. “I’m so fucking sorry,” she apologized. “I was so out of line last night and I don’t blame you if you’re pissed at me.”
“Pissed?”
Genevieve nodded. “Fuck, that was so not my fight to get into. Of course you’re going to go with Jen. If it had have been reversed, I’d have done the same thing. So why the fuck can I get mad at you for wanting to be there for Jensen? And then I’m so fucking... I’m so fucking stupid and you probably hate me and you’re going to break up with me and…please don’t break up with me.”
Danneel looked absolutely shocked at Genevieve’s admission. She was rooted to her spot, unable to move or speak. Gen breached the distance between them and crawled to where Danneel was sitting. She wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close, hugging her as hard as she could.
“I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry.”
“I thought you hated me,” Danneel cried softly. “That you didn’t want to talk to me, that …” She took a few deep breaths and opened herself up so that they were sitting with their arms and legs wrapped around each other, clutching the other for dear life. “I kept calling…texting…”
“I thought you were going to break up with me,” Genevieve confessed, shedding tears of her own. “I thought if you couldn’t break up with me, you wouldn’t. So I wouldn’t answer.”
Running her fingers through Genevieve’s tangled hair, Danneel leaned in to kiss Genevieve with a desperation that they both felt. “I’m so sorry, Gen.”
Genevieve laughed through her tears, unable to believe how different this conversation was turning out to be than she’d expected. “You weren’t the one who was wrong,” she assured Danneel. “I should be sorry. I should be apologizing to you.” She wiped the tears from Danneel’s pale face and kissed her everywhere she could reach. “I love you so much. I never thought I could love anyone this much and god, I thought I lost you.” She pulled Danneel down so that they were both laying down again, Danneel pinned under Genevieve’s tiny body. Wearing a pair of jogging pants and a tee shirt, Danneel was more dressed than Genevieve who only wore a pair of panties and a tank bra. Wordlessly, Genevieve tugged at Danni’s shirt, pulling it up and off of her, pleased when there was no bra underneath.
“You were crying,” Danneel admitted with a blush. “I was so worried, I didn’t put one on.”
Genevieve reached down to tug at Danni’s jogging pants not surprised to find nothing underneath those either. She groaned as she shoved them down her long legs and onto the floor. Without giving the redhead a moment to prepare, Genevieve spread Danni’s legs and moved downward. She parted Danneel’s pussy lips and began to suck and lick, watching her girlfriend begin to react to the sexual stimulation her mouth and tongue was giving her.
“I want to make you feel good,” Genevieve promised. She latched onto Danni’s clit and began to suck earnestly. “I want to make you come and then fuck you. I want to worship you…”
“Oh god,” Danneel cried loudly. She arched her hips into Genevieve’s expert touch and began to pluck roughly at her nipples which were aching for attention. “Fuck Gen… you don’t have to…”
With two fingers inserted into Danneel’s wetness, Genevieve began to finger fuck her quickly, using her tongue to lick up the juices that were flowing freely down Danneel’s thighs. She used one finger to rim around Danneel’s asshole watching her whole body shake and jerk at the sensation. Genevieve leaned up and nibbled playfully on Danneel’s earlobe.
“I don’t have to, but I want to. You deserve this.” She continued her ministrations, a smile covering her face at Danneel’s reaction. “Oh you like that? You like something in your ass?” Danneel’s response was a grunt, her whole body trembling with arousal. “God, one day maybe I’ll fuck your pussy and we’ll get some really hot, hung guy to fuck your ass.” Genevieve smiled as Danneel began to tense, a sure sign of her orgasm nearing. “Wait, come on my face baby,” she whispered. Seconds later Genevieve was back down, level with Danneel’s pussy which she had spread wide open and was tongue fucking her enthusiastically. Danneel’s fingers moved rapidly on her clit alongside Genevieve’s tongue and she shattered, coming hard until finally she was breathless and boneless, twitching with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Genevieve grinned at the sight of her girlfriend lying spent in her bed, body relaxed and face lit up with a pleased grin. She climbed over Danneel to reach for something under her bed.
“What are you getting?” Danneel yawned. She stretched like a cat, her breasts jiggling with the force of her yawn. The sight nearly distracted Genevieve but she shook her head and reached for the box she knew she’d put there only a week earlier.
“You’ll see,” she said. Triumphantly, she pulled a box out and placed it on the bed beside her, teasingly opening it and withdrawing its contents. She held it up and watched Danneel’s eyes widen.
“Holy shit,” Danni whispered in awe.
Genevieve leaned down and licked a path up Danneel’s chest, licking between her breasts only stopping once she’d reached her mouth. With a hunger that was matched, she kissed Danni until they were both gasping for breath.
“Do you need lube?” Genevieve asked as she slid her fingers into Danneel’s still soaking hole. “God, your pussy is so wet,” she whispered. It’ll just slide right in.”
“When…” Danneel stuttered as Genevieve spread her legs to expose her own pussy, which had been shaved completely bare and was glistening with her own juices. “Oh fuck, you shaved? Bare?”
Knowing it would drive the other woman crazy, Genevieve smirked as she spread her own wetness around with her index finger, focusing mostly on her clit. “Night before last, went and got a Brazilian wax done. Told the girl who did it that I wanted to surprise my girlfriend, that we talked about how different it would be when she ate my pussy bare.”
“You didn’t!” Danneel’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She blushed as she saw Genevieve cackle with laughter.
“Of course not,” Gen admitted with a grin. “But god, each time she pulled that wax off I got so fucking aroused. It hurt so much but it felt so fucking good. I just pictured your tongue licking me, sucking my slit and tonguing my clit.” Danneel seemed transfixed as Genevieve brought the smaller end of the toy to her opening and played with her hole teasingly. Right after, I went down to “For Her Eyes Only” and bought this double headed dildo. So I can get off with the vibrator while I fuck you.”
Danneel couldn’t help but moan, fingering herself in time with Genevieve’s thrusts on her own clit.
“I was going to surprise you last night. Jared and Jen were supposed to go home together, and we were going to come here and I was going to…I had this whole plan and …” Her eyes started to well up and Genevieve’s voice broke. She felt Danneel sit up and kiss her softly.
“It’s okay,” Danni assured her. “We’re okay.” Just as Genevieve was about to protest the redhead covered her lips with her finger. “I promise.”
They met in a comforting embrace, lips gently pressed together until it once again became urgent and hungry.
“We need to go together,” Genevieve admitted as she fit the vibrating shorter end inside of her. She flicked on the end, startled at the level of vibration that ricocheted throughout her body. “Then we can pick out harnesses or strap-ons and god… we’ll bring Jen and Jay and watch what they buy and imagine them using it.
“Fuck me,” Danneel groaned, her throat raw and body on edge. Sweat dripped down the crevice between her breasts and Genevieve leaned down to trace the path with her tongue. She took both of Danneel’s ample breasts into her hands and pressed them together, licking her nipples playfully.
“You were wrong that night,” Genevieve said as she slowly thrust the silicone dildo into Danneel’s body. “Your tits are fucking gorgeous, I could play with them all day.”
They were pressed tightly together, pussy grinding against pussy as each woman had an end pushed as deep inside of them as they could go. Genevieve turned up the intensity of the vibrator and began to move, thrusting roughly against Danneel’s body, which met her with each stroke.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” Danneel’s cries were swallowed by Genevieve’s mouth. “So good, fuck...so fucking good.”
“Let me hear you,” Genevieve taunted. “Let me know how good my cock feels inside of you.”
“Fuck… so fucking big Gen. Your cock is so big.”
“Next time maybe I’ll fuck your ass,” Genevieve lifted Danneel’s thigh over her hip and slapped her cheek roughly. “Or do you want my ass? Wanna stuff my ass full of cock?” She leaned in and began to flick Danneel’s clit methodically. She knew what to do to make Danneel go crazy and she was pulling out every single stop. “Or you want to eat my pussy? It’s so bare and it’s so fucking hot for you.”
Danneel’s hips thrust up roughly, as she was unable to stop her orgasm from shocking her entire system. The thrust of her hips caused for the vibrator to shift and press directly against Genevieve’s clit which over stimulated her into her own numbing orgasm.
A course of cursing exclamations echoed in the room as both women continued to writhe and grind into each other bringing forth another string of smaller orgasmic bursts until they finally collapsed exhausted on the bed. Genevieve gently extracted the smaller end of the double penetrative dildo from her stretched, over sensitized hole as she then teasingly gave a few slow fucks into Danneel before entirely withdrawing it.
“I love you so much,” Danneel said with a tired smile and watery eyes. “Thank you for that, I just needed...” She took a moment to compose herself and fell into Genevieve’s tender kiss.
“Me too.”
They lay boneless in each other’s arms until finally they knew they had to get up and get clean. Their stomachs were growling and with one glance to her clock on her nightstand, Genevieve saw it was well after dinner. “Come take a bath with me,” she asked softly.
Danneel nodded and promised to help change the sheets before they got too much more relaxed from the bath and didn’t do it afterwards.
They were stretched out together in the bathtub, surrounded with bubbles and steam from the soothing hot water when Genevieve spoke. “I can’t promise we won’t fight,” she admitted hesitantly. “And I can’t promise it won’t be over stupid things…”
“I know,” Danneel understood. She heard voices in the hall and knew that Jensen and Jared had returned. When she’d arrived hours earlier and saw that Genevieve was asleep, she’d turned off both of their cell phones. She hadn’t wanted anyone to interrupt their time together and thus hadn’t been sure of where Jared and Jensen had gotten to or how they were doing. Judging from their voices and the light conversation they were having, she was pleased to know that they were okay. “But it’ll work out. It will because we are in this together.”
Genevieve nodded. Her eyes began to droop indicating that it was time to get out of the bathtub. When they were dried off and dressed in old sweats of Genevieve’s, they headed down to the living room. There was a dim light coming from Jared’s door indicating that the two men were most likely watching a movie together, needing the time alone, which left Gen and Danneel the living room since it appeared that Sandy still hadn’t come home and Sophia and Chad left a note that they were having a date night.
“Thai?” Danneel said as she sifted through take out menus. Genevieve was flipping through channels to see what was on TV, with a nod Danneel picked up her phone and dialed. She ordered their usual before curling up with Gen on the couch. Not ten minutes later the doorbell rang.
“Already?” Gen said. She answered the door, surprised to see a man delivering from the pizza place they often ordered from. Seconds later Jared came bounding down the stairs with his wallet out.
“Don’t even think about it Cortese!” Jared warned with a grin. He paid the driver and shut the door, eyeing Genevieve suspiciously. Gen watched him discreetly look into the living room and grin at the sight of Danneel sprawled out on the couch lazily.
“Hi Danni.”
“Hey Jay,” Danneel said with a yawn, waving at him.
Gen and Jared stared at each other for a few moments. He set the pizza down on the table in the foyer and pulled her into a tight hug. They needed no words between them. Geneveive blushed as he pressed an affectionate kiss to her forehead and nodded up the stairs. “I should…”
“Go.” She grabbed his shoulder to stop him for just a moment, wanting him to know how serious she was with her next statement. “I’m glad it worked out Jay. You two are meant to be.”
By the time Jared headed back upstairs and Genevieve got comfortable, the doorbell rang again, this time their food. “It’s your turn,” Gen said, kicking Danni’s leg playfully. “I got up the last time.”
Grumbling, Danneel made her way to the door and paid for their meals, bringing it back into the living room without even bothering to get dinner plates or cutlery. It was there, curled up together on the couch eating directly out of the take out containers that they enjoyed their dinner, neither wanting to remember how the night had ended only a day before, but glad that they’d gotten their first fight out of the way and came out stronger for it
On To Chapter 11
Masterpost