by T J Vertigo
Cori explained to Faith that returning to her, in that kind of a vulnerable state, was proof as to how much the tall woman needed her. The dancer went on to tell her that Reece was never willing to let anyone that close when she was that weak. That she came home to Faith--and seemingly innocently stripped herself naked--was nothing short of a miracle. In the club owner's strange way, she was begging for Faith to forgive her, hold her and mother her.
Faith was beginning to understand more and more about the way her lover acted and reacted. Thanks to Cori, she was more attuned to Reece's thought processes. Each time they talked, the dancer always added more pieces to the puzzle; sometimes the littlest things were like giant doors of understanding opening up for Faith. Each door the actress walked through brought her closer to the club owner. It certainly wasn't easy dealing with her lover's erratic and confusing behavior, but Faith was willing to go to hell and back just to be held in those strong comforting arms. She even doubted that Reece had any idea how much it meant to Faith to wake up next to her in the morning.
Faith felt so close to Reece when she walked in the door, and she had every intention of smothering her with love and attention for the remainder of the day. Entering the bedroom, the actress was startled to find Reece still asleep. She tiptoed out and went down to the kitchen for some coffee.
I hope she's ok.. she worried.
Faith was really tired herself, but going to sleep now would screw up her body clock, and it took weeks to get her adjusted to normal working hours.
Well, if you can call this normal. Stupid Charles. Why is he so hell-bent on picking on me? What did I ever do to him? Thank God Reece doesn't know about this. Then again, maybe she'll...
The actress thought about having Reece 'talk' some sense into the guy, then dismissed it with a shake of her head.
That's too schoolyard. My girlfriend's bigger than your girlfriend. She chuckled.
Turning to the sink, she saw dirty dishes and was glad that her lover had woken up and eaten some time during the day.
"Now she's just being a lazy-ass." She grinned.
Faith cleaned up the kitchen and took two cups of hot coffee upstairs to the bedroom. After setting them down she looked over at the sleeping woman.
She certainly is a sight.
Reece was sprawled on her stomach with only her underwear on. She had her left arm under the pillow she was hugging, the right one thrown up over her head. Her shoulders were smooth, relaxed, and her back looked inviting. It was all Faith could do not to crawl on top of the woman and lick her from butt to shoulder. Reece was facing towards Faith, her lips parted slightly, also very inviting. The only thing keeping the redhead from acting on her urges was the expression on her lover's face.
She looks so peaceful.
Faith got on her knees to study Reece more closely. She carefully removed the stray lock of hair that had fallen into Reece's face, tucking it behind her ear. The tall woman flinched and Faith jumped back. Knowing her lover was nearing consciousness, the actress leaned in slowly and gently touched her lips with her own. Faith could smell the soap and shampoo and knew there had been a shower involved too sometime today. She inhaled again, letting the familiar scent calm her. Reece licked her lips and turned onto her back, giving Faith a full frontal view.
She is just so wonderful!
Green eyes scanned the long muscular body from head to toe, stopping for a while to admire Reece's breasts, then moving up to her mouth. The actress couldn't help herself, one look at those wet pink lips and she was a goner. Faith crawled up on the bed and licked her own lips in preparation for the kiss.
"Are you going to stare at me or kiss me?"
"You rat! You were awake!" Faith shook her finger. Reece opened her eyes and grinned at her lover.
"Yeah well, I smelled the coffee. But just barely over the smell of that hairspray. Why do they do that to your poor innocent hair?" She teased.
"Just for that you have to wait for that kiss. I'm going to shower all this nonsense off my body."
Faith was pulled onto the bed and surrounded in a bear hug. She then found herself on her back with two beautiful breasts dangling over her face.
"God, baby, are you trying to kill me?" she whined looking back and forth hungrily at the two just out of reach treats.
"No, just getting my kiss." Reece lowered herself down onto Faith and nibbled on her lips, easing her weight on top of the smaller body.
Faith felt the nipples brush down her cheeks and groaned. She whimpered when Reece's tongue slid into her mouth. Faith felt wonderfully safe enveloped by and covered in Reece.
"Yum. Cinnamon?" The club owner kissed her again for a second taste, her tongue inspecting all the crevices of the actress' mouth. Reece noted with a smirk that Faith was breathing quite heavily when she pulled away from the kiss.
"My guess is Dunkin' Donuts."
"I don't know..can't think.. Kiss me again." Faith sighed with pleasure.
"Go on, take a shower, I hate not being able to see your freckles." Reece lifted up and rolled over. "Or your hickeys."
"You're kidding right?" Faith lay there motionless, her mouth still open and waiting.
"What? Can't handle a few kisses?" The tall woman stood up and stretched, clasping her hands way over her head and arching her back.
Faith's mouth hung open even further.
Reece put her hands on her hips and twisted around a few times until her back popped and she groaned. I really should have been less stupid last night.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"
"Faith.." she warned, throwing a pillow at her.
"No, really. You just stand there like that and do those things with your body.. make these glorious sounds like, like it's nothing!" Faith stood up and began undressing.
"Should I put some clothes on? Ooh, what's in the bag?"
Faith grabbed the bag away from her nosy lover. "It's a surprise. And I like you naked."
"Yeah? For me?" Reece couldn't hide the childlike curiosity from her face.
"You are so precious, baby. I love you." Faith took the bag and closed the bathroom door behind her. "Oh, and drink your coffee, Reece. You're going to need it."
"I will? Just what do you have in mind?"
"Your surprise." The door opened and Faith's hand appeared twirling a very tiny article of clothing around her finger.
"Oh, baby!" Reece high-fived the air and did a happy dance. "I'm gonna get some, I'm gonna get some."
"You're a nut today." Faith giggled.
"But I am gonna get some, right?"
"Of course. I just thought maybe you'd like to, um, play around?" Faith's head peeked into the room.
"Huh?" Reece furrowed her brows. "Play around?? What about the good stuff?"
"I mean, maybe you wanna get dressed too. You know," she shrugged, "like maybe something... leather?" Her head disappeared too soon to see the look on Reece's face.
The tall woman let a few mental pictures of that scenario float around in her head. "Ooohhh yeah" she growled and ran straight for the closet.
* * *
By the time Reece decided what to wear, her closets looked like a tornado hit them. Settling on the biker look, she wore Levi's, black leather chaps, a tight white V-neck tee, and her old worn boots. Now she couldn't decide if she should strap on a dildo.
Faith never said anything about that. But what if she wanted it and it wasn't there? Shit!
The club owner ran around the room frantically grabbing toys and harnesses, all the while trying to undo the buttons and zippers that covered her lower half. With her clothes around her knees and the harness in place, she modeled a few different dildos until the water stopped in the shower.
Fuck me! Well Sport, you'll just have to do..
Reece quickly re-dressed and ran a brush though her hair. She tried various poses by the bed, on the bed, and just standing in the middle of the room.
After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened and Fa
ith was standing there in a long black shiny robe.
"Oh, just look at you." The actress circled around the club owner and whistled in appreciation.
"I take it I did good?" Reece held her arms out.
"Oh yeah." she purred. "I like the shirt."
Faith ran her hands along her lover's outstretched arms and down her sides, stopping at her waist. She smiled as Reece's nipples blatantly showed their appreciation. Stepping closer she continued the journey over Reece's butt and down the back of her legs, kneeling as she got lower. She leaned her head on Reece's thigh and ran her hands back up to hold onto a perfectly sculpted ass, sighing in pleasure once she got there.
"You can turn me on just by standing there Reece, but this," she squeezed what she was holding, "this, drives me insane. Especially when it's covered in leather."
"I know a few other things that drive you insane."
"Oh really? What would that be?"
The tall woman took Faith's hands and brought them around to the belt on her chaps. The smaller hands held on to the waistband and the actress pulled herself up to face Reece.
"Well? I'm waiting," the red head teased. The tall woman smirked and pulled Faith against her. Green eyes narrowed as she felt the lump against her belly.
"That. That drives you insane." Reece bent her knees and positioned herself between Faith's legs, then moved up so the dildo was nestled against her lover's crotch.
"Oh.. that." Faith gasped. "I must have been too preoccupied with your ass."
"Am I wrong?" Reece leaned in closer, holding the smaller body tightly against hers.
"No, not wrong at all." The actress ground herself into her lover and leaned her head back. Reece bent her head and kissed her. She ran her hands up and down the silky material of Faith's robe, liking the way it felt as it moved against her lover's skin. Her hands landed on the redhead's backside and she pushed into her harder.
"Mmm, Reece, come to the bed." Faith squirmed out of her grasp and lay down on the bed. The robe opened and one naked leg slid out. The actress scooted up to the headboard and bent the exposed leg.
"Don't you wanna see what I got on under here?" She motioned with her finger for the tall woman to come closer.
"Well, I figured you'd want to see what I have on under here first." She caressed the bulge in her pants.
"No, I want you to keep it all on. I want to feel the leather rubbing on my thighs when you fuck me."
"Faith.. you know what happens when you talk like that to me." Reece leaned over the bed til she was hovering right over Faith's face.
"Oh, I'm counting on it." She pulled Reece in for a kiss.
The club owner crawled up and lay on top of her lover, never breaking the heated kiss. Faith opened her legs wide and grabbed Reece's ass, pulling her down into her sex.
The tall woman gladly obliged and started a slow grinding movement.
"Oh, that's good. Slow and sexy." Faith complimented.
"This is just a warmup. I'm not going to do it slow, Faith. I want you bad. I'm gonna take you fast and hard."
"As long as you take me.."
BING BONG
"Who the fuck?"
"Never mind it, baby, just keep moving." Faith held tightly to Reece's butt.
BING BONG
"For shit's sake!"
Faith groaned as Reece got up off the bed, glaring at the tall woman's back as she stood by the window trying to see who was ringing the bell.
Riiiiing
BING BONG
"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Faith cursed as she reached for the phone. "You may as well answer the door, Reece."
The actress heard her lover's feral growl as she stomped down the stairs, and felt not one ounce of pity for the person at the door.
"Welcome to Grand Central Fucking Station!!" she yelled into the phone.
"Uh oh."
BING BONG
"Cori, " she sneered, "this had better be good."
"It is, I swear!"
"So spill it, woman."
"Someone was there at the store today! They took pictures of us in the lingerie! You too! I just got word from Sandy..it's on the internet already! John was at his boyfriend's house and he printed it out for you."
"Oh god.." Faith moaned.
"Faith, this is going to be all over the tabloids! What the fuck are you going to do?"
"I'll think of something." Faith heard the door slam. "Um, Cori, where does John's boyfriend live?"
"About five blocks from you, why?"
"Oh no..REECE! Don't kill him... Cori, I gotta go."
"The poor guy." Cori hung up the phone thanking anyone who would listen that she wasn't the one at the door.
* * *
Faith came flying down the stairs to see John staring wide-eyed at Reece. Her lover stood with her eyebrow in her hair, arms folded across her chest.
"John?"
"Oh.. my.. god.. Louise!"
"What's wrong?"
"I just got hard."
Reece's expression turned to a lopsided grin and she rolled her eyes.
"John, I know why you're here, just show me."
"Ok, but don't expect me to move. I wasn't kidding. Even my nipples are hard."
"Well, I guess that just changed everything now, didn't it."
"Faith, what are you talking about?" Reece followed her lover into the living room.
"John used to be the only human being left that didn't lust after you."
"Ha ha, very funny. This is going to cost me millions in therapy and you joke." John limped into the living room.
Faith sat down on the couch and crossed her legs, giving the others a clear view of her naked leg and the dark blue garter.
"What's the problem, babe?" Reece squatted down next to her lover and looked at the pictures. "Where the fuck did those come from?"
"Some one got these while we were trying on outfits today. I swear I had no idea."
"Baby, didn't I tell you to be more discreet?"
"I swear we were."
"You took Cori.. need I say more?"
The makeup artist glanced again at Faith's leg and noticed it was the same garter from the photos. She must have been showing it to Spike over there.. Then he realized what he'd just done.
"Oh my god! I just interrup... you two were..." He pointed back and forth between the two women.
Reece stood up and gave him a bored look. "No shit, Sherlock."
"Heeeyyy, you guys were playing games, weren't you?" He leaned forward and smiled. "Scary biker chick and the innocent maiden?"
"I'll show you scary.." Reece puffed up and stood threateningly over him.
"Eek!"
"Down girl, don't make him wet himself on our chair." Faith teased.
"Well that's not going to happen. Thanks to the big bad butch, Little John-John just curled up and went beddie-bye."
"Watch it, Mary." The tall woman growled.
"John, are these all the pictures?"
"Little John-John?" Reece finally questioned.
The makeup artist glared at her. "Oh, like you don't name yours?"
"Yeah, but.."
"Reece, hon, quit while you're ahead." The actress patted her on the ass.
"Yeah, Faith, those are all there are. At least that's what Sandy says. By the way, what in god's name was she wearing?!"
Faith chuckled at the photo and showed it to Reece, who frowned and gave it the thumbs down sign. "I like what you're wearing much better." She purred and crouched down next to her.
The actress ran her fingers absently through Reece's hair as she wondered what to do about this. She could imagine the headlines screaming from the supermarket check-outs.
Reece was looking at the pictures of Faith apparently modeling the outfit and leaned into the touch. She squirmed around a little when the harness and its contents made itself known due to the renewed blood flow to her crotch. Faith noted the movement out of the corner of her eye and patted the leather covered area.
Faith blushed deeply as she realized where her hand was and at how unconsciously that gesture came to her.
"Oh, sorry John. I really didn't know what I was doing." She apologized and pulled her hand away.
"Good lord!" John stared openly at Reece's crotch.
The tall woman pinched her lips together in annoyance.
"That looks so real!" John fell off the chair as he tried to get a closer look.
"Reece, close your legs!" Faith scolded.
"Wanna know his name?" Reece stroked it and teased.
"Oh god, why do you have to be a woman. This is so wrong."
"It's a boy?" Faith asked.
"Well don't you think naming a dick Betty would be a little odd?" Reece smirked.
John cracked up, which made Faith crack up. The club owner stood up, leaned against the wall and waited.
"Oh ok, baby, what's his name."
"Well, not if you're going to patronize me." Reece felt embarrassed.
"No, I'm serious. I'd like to know who's fucking me." Faith replied.
"Ack! TMI! Too Much Information!" The makeup artist held his head in his hands.
"Sport. Short for Sportster."
John peeked out from his hands and snickered.
"Well, it's a hell of a lot better than Little John-John."
"What about the black one?" Faith asked.
"Glider."
"Oh, this is way too creepy for me."
"The one with.. you know.."
"Harley."
"The one from the office?"
"Fatboy." Reece smirked.
"How appropriate." Faith felt herself flush.
"How many of these do you have?"
"Seven. Didn't you leave yet, Mary? I thought this was too creepy for you?" Reece chuckled.
"It was, but now I'm intrigued by your need to have seven penii. All named after bikes, mind you. It must be a sign of something."
"Yeah, that I can handle anything between my legs. Wanna see?" Reece reached for her belt.
"Well then, that would be my less than subtle cue. See ya, Faith!"