45. New Again

Saturday

Waverly knew that she was ready to try having sex with Nicole again. For the past week, they had been having make out sessions in Waverly’s bed. Each time they got further and further, touching more skin, taking off more clothes. Last night they had gotten as far as making out with nothing on but underwear. But even then, Nicole hadn’t touched Waverly’s breasts. Waverly had touched Nicole’s though, but that was it. There was no retaliation, because Waverly hadn’t asked for it. She was going to, but she was too focused on Nicole and trying to get her to moan some more. But that was as far as they’d gotten. Today, Waverly felt fully ready. She wanted to try going further with Nicole tonight. She wanted to try having sex.

After making coffee for a customer during her usual late morning shift, Waverly pulled out her phone and texted Nicole.

Waverly: Hey!

She received a reply a few minutes later.

Nicole: Hey cutie ;) How’s work?

Waverly: Same as it is every day. How about you?

They engaged in some casual conversation before Waverly had worked up the courage to talk about what she really wanted to talk about.

Waverly: So, do you want to come over after work tonight?

Nicole: I’ve been staying over every night! I just assumed I would...

Waverly had no idea why she was feeling so nervous to ask directly for sex. It was just Nicole. It’s not like they haven’t had sex before, and it’s not like they hadn’t talked about having sex before. But things weren’t like before; things were new again. Maybe it was because she was trying not to make such a big deal about something that was absolutely a big deal, or maybe it was because they were texting so it felt too impersonal. Either way, Waverly just couldn’t find the confidence to blatantly say the words ‘I want to have sex’, so she typed out something else instead...

Waverly: Yeah, but I mean, I want to try it tonight

Nicole: Try what?

Waverly: You know…sleeping together

When Nicole read the text, she quirked an eyebrow. She wasn’t exactly sure what Waverly was asking for here. Was she wanting to have sex? No, she would have specifically said she was ready to have sex. She would have talked about it with Nicole in person, not through text, right? She probably just wanted another exploratory make out session, and Nicole wasn't complaining.

Nicole: Of course baby. I’ll be home at around 8 tonight. See you then!

Waverly: See you then :)

Waverly grinned at her phone before shoving it back into her pocket and continuing to re-stock the pastry display. Nicole referred to her house as home. The more Nicole spent the night with her, the more she thought about what it would be like to officially live together, but she knew it was way too soon for that. She shook the thought from her head and focused on tonight. Tonight. They were going to have sex tonight. Waverly was nervous, but she knew she was ready for it. She trusted Nicole. They had been taking baby steps all week, and now she was ready to be with her again.

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Waverly walked over to her phone charging on the night stand to check the time. 7:49 p.m. Nicole would be there soon. She grabbed the candles she had bought earlier and began to place them deliberately throughout the room, changing a few spots here and there as she went along. Once she was satisfied, she picked up the lighter and began to flame the wicks.

“Jesus, it smells like a Yankee Candle store in here.” Wynonna complained as she waved the air around her scrunched-up nose.

Waverly turned around to find her sister standing at her bedroom door.

“Wynonna, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be having dinner with Doc!”

“We had to reschedule. Doc’s shift at the hardware store got changed. Looks like you’re stuck with me tonight!”

Waverly sighed as she dropped the lighter onto her bed. “This can’t be happening.” She whispered to herself as she rubbed her hands over her face.

“What’s the big deal?”

Waverly dropped her hands and waved them around as if it were obvious. “Because, Nicole is supposed to be coming over tonight.”

“So? Nicole is here every night. Why don't we have a girls’ night? Maybe watch a movie together?” She furrowed her brow as she finally noticed Waverly’s pink satin robe. Her hair was obviously done up and she had a face full of makeup. Wynonna pointed a finger at her sister. “Why do you look like that?” When she finally put the puzzle pieces together, it dawned on her. “Oh. Oh.” Her eyes widened in realization. Nicole was coming over.

Waverly awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck as she rested her free hand on her lower back. “Yeah...”

Wynonna waved her hands in the air as she slowly backed away. “Say no more. I’ll leave.”

Waverly sighed. “No, you don’t have to do that. I'd feel bad for kicking you out. Nicole and I can just reschedule.”

“No!” Wynonna said a little too quickly. She knew how big of a deal this was for her sister. She and Nicole hadn’t tried having sex since that one morning - according to Nicole, which Wynonna only squirmed a little when giving the redhead advice - and she knew Waverly had her therapy session earlier in the week. If Waverly was ready for intimacy again, she sure as hell wasn’t going to get in the way of that. It was too important. “I actually just remembered that I promised Gus that I would go over to her house and help her with something.”

Waverly quirked an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“Completely sure.” Wynonna walked over to her sister and gave her a big hug. “I probably won’t be back until tomorrow, so you two will have the house to yourselves all night.” She kissed Waverly’s cheek and winked at her. “Enjoy your night.” With one last reassuring smile, she left the room.

As Wynonna trotted towards her truck, she saw Nicole getting out of her squad car. She was wearing her police uniform, which had brown stains all over it, and looked exhausted. Wynonna paused as she looked the redhead over with a raised eyebrow.

“Had to get a kitten out of a tree. There were a lot of mud puddles around said tree. One of the branches broke...I really don’t want to talk about it.” Nicole said dryly as she walked past the older Earp.

“Um, please tell me you brought a change of clothes. Preferably something sexy that’ll make me want to kick your ass for being so obvious about getting into my baby sister’s pants.”

Nicole turned around and drew her eyebrows together. “No? Why? I figured I’d just recycle the pajamas I wore last night.”

"Oh, you mean the ratty old t-shirt with the hole in the right armpit and track pants that make you look like a ginger David Beckham wannabe?"

"The very ones." Nicole grinned, not taking any offense to the comment.

Wynonna smacked her palm against her forehead.

The officer scoffed. "What's your problem? Why are do you care so much what pajamas I'm wearing tonight?"

“Because, doofus, Waverly is upstairs all dolled up for you looking like a movie star in a gorgeous satin robe, and you look and smell like shit.”

“Gee, thanks.” Nicole said sarcastically before registering what Wynonna had said. “Wait, why is she dressed up for me? Do we have a date planned or something tonight?”

“Dude, aren’t you two gonna…” Wynonna gave Nicole a knowing look, but only received a confused one back. “You know…” She made each hand into scissors and jammed them together between her index and middle fingers a few times, referencing two women scissoring.

Nicole’s eyes widened. “Wait, what are you talking about?!”

“Waverly’s ready to have sex with you, and apparently tonight’s the big night...didn’t you know?”

“No! She never said anything!” Nicole thought back to their conversation from earlier, and suddenly realized her mistake. “Shit.” Nicole exhaled as she dropped her head into her hands and shook it from side to side.

“You get your wires crossed or something?”

Nicole dramatically dropped her arms. “No, I’m apparently just a big idiot who didn’t understand that ‘sleeping together’ meant sex, kind of like it usually does. Ugh, she was texting me and I just thought that if she had actually wanted to go that far, she would be talking to me about it in person!”

“Okay, don’t panic. Just tell her that you have to stop by your house and feed your cat or something. Go home, take a quick shower, and put on something attractive. I’ll go back in and keep her occupied. Just text me when you’re almost here and I’ll disappear.”

“Okay.” Nicole took a deep breath as she exhaled.

“Just, don’t take too long. She’s got some candles lit for ya.”

“Right. I’m on it.”

“And Haught...clip your nails. I’m no expert, but even I can tell that it’s been a while.”

Nicole briefly looked at her fingers and gave an awkward nod of ‘thanks’ before rushing back into her car as she pulled out her phone to call Waverly. “Hey baby, I’m going to be just a little bit late tonight…”

---

Nicole had made it back to the house in record time. She had taken a quick five-minute shower and threw on her brand new set of black lace underwear – she had bought it last week specifically for this moment – before dressing up in a nice button up and dark blue jeans that Waverly loved. She took a deep breath before walking up to the door.

“Don’t fuck this up, Haught.” She whispered to herself before ringing the doorbell. After what seemed like forever, Waverly answered it with a quirked eyebrow.

“Hey, uh, did you lose your key?”

“Oh, no. I just thought it would be more romantic if I rang the doorbell instead of just walking in.” Nicole smiled, hoping that didn’t sound stupid.

“Oh.” Waverly giggled before waving her hand in a big gesture. “Come on in.”

Nicole looked the brunette up and down as she followed her inside and up the stairs. Her robe clung to her in all the right places, and was just short enough to send a shot of arousal straight to Nicole’s core. She always was a sucker for Waverly’s legs.

When they got to Waverly’s bedroom, the brunette started to close the door, but then decided to leave it open. They had the house to themselves tonight, so it’s not like they needed to close it. She sat on the bed as she looked up at Nicole, who was standing awkwardly in front of her as she nervously rubbed the back of her neck.

“Are you nervous?” Nicole finally asked, realizing how ridiculous it was that she was feeling awkward around Waverly.

Waverly nodded as she gave a weak smile.

“Me too.” Nicole admitted as she sat on the bed next to her girlfriend and let out a deep breath.

“Why are you nervous?”

“Because, I don’t want to mess this up.”

Waverly shook her head. “You won’t. It’s not possible.”

“How do you know?”

“Because, I love you. And there’s nobody else in the entire world that I’d rather be with right now.”

Nicole smiled as she sighed. She knew she didn’t have to worry. They were good at communication – despite the mix up earlier, but Waverly didn’t need to know about that. But at the same time, everything was different. This was like having sex for the first time again, and she would have to learn what Waverly liked and didn’t like, which did scare her a little. She turned her body to face Waverly and laid one leg in front of her on the mattress as the other dangled over the edge.

“You have to tell me if there’s something you want or don’t want, okay?” Nicole said as she reached over and took Waverly’s hand that was sitting in her lap.

Waverly cupped Nicole’s cheek with her free hand. “I will. Promise.” She replied before leaning in and capturing Nicole’s lips.

Waverly urged the redhead to lay down on the bed, and Nicole scooted back and fluffed the pillows behind her to make herself comfortable. Once she was situated, Waverly crawled on top of her and continued their kiss. She lifted one hand and cupped Nicole’s cheek as she hovered over her, balancing on one hand and both knees. Without breaking the kiss, she slid her hand down from Nicole’s face to her shirt and pulled it up, exposing the woman’s creamy skin of her abdomen. She lightly tugged on it, and Nicole sat up, allowing her to dispose of the garment. Waverly leaned back in to reconnect their lips, but pulled back when Nicole’s bra caught her eye. She sat back on her heels and looked it over.

“Oh my god!” She exclaimed as she ran her hands over the black lace. “This is gorgeous! Where did you get it?!”

Nicole smiled at the overly-ecstatic brunette. “Um, Victoria’s Secret.” Nicole blushed.

“Do you think they have more? I’ve been looking for something like this but in maroon…” She stopped when she heard Nicole chuckle, and then remembered why she was currently looking at Nicole’s bra. “Sorry, that was really girly of me.” Waverly shook her head as she chuckled.

“It’s okay. We can go this weekend if you want to look around.”

Waverly nodded as she stared down at her girlfriend. The redhead was propping herself up on her elbows, involuntarily showing off her abs. Waverly took in the sight, paired with how plump the bra made her breasts look, and suddenly she wasn’t thinking about the fashionable aspect of the garment anymore…

“You really do look sexy in this.” Waverly stated as she cupped her hands over Nicole’s breasts and gave a gentle squeeze before lightly running her palms up and down.

Nicole threw her head back and closed her eyes as she pushed her chest up against Waverly’s hands. She let out a breathy moan before lifting her head back up. Her hair fell beautifully around her face. “Wait until you see the matching thong.” She winked.

Waverly’s mouth fell open. She couldn’t even recall ever seeing Nicole in a thong. Sure, she wore more feminine styles of underwear from time to time in addition to her boy shorts, but a thong? She was sure her mouth was watering. She quickly reached down to undo the button of Nicole’s jeans and pulled them down her long, smooth legs. It was obvious that she had just shaved them, but Waverly decided not to comment on that. As soon as Nicole had kicked her pants off, she crossed her legs at the ankles, still propping herself up on her elbows. Waverly’s eyes immediately darted to the “V” shape at the junction of Nicole’s thighs, and she was a goner.

“You like?” Nicole asked with a smirk and a quirked eyebrow.

“Holy…” Was all Waverly had managed to breathe out. She had never told Nicole this – or anyone for that matter – but when Champ had told her that she wasn’t really gay, he had planted this tiny seed of doubt. Of course, deep down she knew that it was ridiculous and she was of course in love with Nicole and attracted to her, but there was still this little voice in the back of her head telling her what if. What if she actually was being brain washed? What if she just liked the idea of being with another woman because it was exciting, but she wasn’t actually attracted to Nicole? She hadn’t been super worried about it, but the thought came to the forefront from time to time, and she wasn’t sure what to do with it. But now…with the way her clitoris was throbbing and her walls ached with the desire to clench around something – preferably Nicole’s perfect fingers – she knew that she was one hundred percent into women; And more specifically, into Nicole. As she looked up and down Nicole’s body, she thought of all the things she wanted to do to the woman. She wanted to play with her breasts, kiss the soft skin of her neck, run her tongue along the lines of her flexing abdominals. She wanted to taste her, and feel her walls clenching around her fingers. She wanted to do everything with this woman; to this woman.

“What are you thinking about?” Nicole asked curiously. It was obvious that the brunette was deep in thought about something. She had hoped that her choice of underwear had sparked something in Waverly, since that was the plan. She knew that all of this would be a lot easier for her girlfriend if her arousal was at peak performance level.

“I want to touch you.” Waverly said. She wasn’t being specific, because she didn’t know where she wanted to start.

“You can do whatever you want with me. I’m all yours.” Nicole said as she laid down fully against the mattress, putting herself on display for Waverly. Like a blank canvas, just waiting to be painted on.

Waverly reached her hands down to Nicole’s breasts and began to fondle them over her bra. She pulled the garment down, watching the mounds as they fell out and immediately rolled Nicole’s hardened nipples between her index finger and thumb of each hand simultaneously. Nicole gasped at the unexpected act. She didn’t think Waverly would go straight for it right away – not that she was complaining. Waverly continued to move her fingers and palms around Nicole’s breasts as she pleased, being sure to repeat acts that got the best responses, before leaning down and pressing her lips against Nicole’s warm neck. She inhaled through her nose and sighed.

“Vanilla-dipped doughnuts.” Waverly whispered as she ran a pointed tongue all the way up the side of Nicole’s neck to her ear before gently nipping just below the silver stud earrings the redhead always wore.

“Fuck, Waverly,” Nicole panted as she began rocking her hips against nothing, since Waverly was hovering over her. She had to internally calm herself down, reminding her to let Waverly explore. She let out a deep breath from her mouth before swallowing.

Waverly chuckled at the redhead’s obvious desperation. “Someone’s turned on.” She teased.

“Can you blame me? You’re wearing, like, a super sexy robe while touching my nipples and kissing my neck!”

Waverly stood off of the bed. “What, you mean this robe?” She said as she turned her back to Nicole, untied the knot of the satin belt, and dropped the top of the baby pink robe just passed her shoulder blades, all while throwing a sexy smirk over her shoulders. Nicole bolted right up into a sitting position as she sat on the edge of the bed.

“Holy Jesus, Mary, and Joseph…” Nicole’s eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she studied the muscles of Waverly’s back and the way her recently-washed and obviously blow-dried hair fell over her shoulders. She watched attentively as the brunette dropped the robe, releasing it all the way to the floor. It pooled around her ankles before she turned around and strutted towards the redhead, stepping over the garment in the process.

Nicole’s breath hitched. Waverly was wearing…nothing. Absolutely nothing, and she was not ready for it. She was honestly so aroused right now that all Waverly had to do was blow on her and she would tumble over the edge.

“You are, the most captivating woman I have ever met. Wow.” Nicole said as she took in the sight of her girlfriend, causing Waverly to blush.

Waverly followed Nicole’s line of sight to between her legs, and when she looked down she suddenly remembered that this was the first time Nicole was seeing her with hair there. Of course, it was on purpose. She had thought about waxing, but as soon as she was going to do it she remembered how Champ used to always tell her how much he loved that she kept herself bare down there for him, and she instantly decided against it. She hated that he thought it was for him, no matter how many times she explained to him that it was for herself. She didn’t want to do anything that he loved anymore, so instead she just trimmed it up. And even though Nicole had reassured her from time and time again that it was all the same to her, she couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. She moved her hands to cover herself up as she shifted her eyes uncomfortably.

“Hey, don’t hide. I want to see you.” Nicole said lovingly as she reached her hand out for Waverly to grab.

The brunette hesitated for a brief moment, but then removed her hand from between her legs and slid it into Nicole’s. Nicole tugged on her hand, urging Waverly to step closer to her, which she did.

“I love it.” Nicole smiled as she moved her gaze from Waverly’s sex up to her eyes.

“Really?” The question was coated in relief.

Nicole nodded as she smiled. “You’re so beautiful. All of you. And this is another part of you. It’s just another thing for me to love about you. Thank you for letting me see it.”

Waverly couldn’t believe that Nicole was actually thanking her for letting her see her with pubic hair. Just when she thought the redhead couldn’t be any more perfect.

“Want to see mine?” Nicole asked with a smile, and Waverly nodded.

Nicole stood up and slid her thong down her legs, exposing her entire body to Waverly. With a big grin on her face, the brunette took a step forward and brushed her fingertips along Nicole’s thick red curls over her pubic bone. She ushered the redhead back to sit on the edge of the bed and knelt down in front of Nicole.

“Can I touch you?” Waverly asked as she rested her hands on the redhead’s knees.

Nicole nodded as she leaned back on her hands behind her and spread her legs, revealing every bit of her dark pink, slick sex to Waverly. The brunette brought her hands up and ran two fingers along Nicole’s folds before bringing the wet digits up to her lips. She hummed, closing her eyes in an attempt to heighten her sense of taste.

“God I’ve missed this.” Waverly stated.

“Yeah? Do I taste good?” Nicole asked curiously. It had been a while since Waverly had ventured down there, and she wondered if everything was still the same.

“You taste exactly like you, and I love it.” Waverly said before she dipped her head forward and ran her tongue up between Nicole’s folds.

“Oh fuuuck” Nicole half-moaned as she dropped her head back to her shoulder blades and closed her eyes. She too had missed this. A lot.

“Jesus Christ, Waverly. God that’s so fucking good. Shit.” She slowly shook her head in disbelief as she raised it up to look down at her girlfriend. Waverly looked beautiful from that angle, and not because she was sexually pleasing her, but because she genuinely looked beautiful. The way she sat back on her heels gave her thighs a little more volume, exaggerating Waverly’s curves. Her hair was draped over one shoulder, exposing one side of her neck. Nicole couldn’t wait to get her mouth on the soft skin. Occasionally she would feel the vein pop out in Waverly’s neck as her tongue explored and it turned her on way more than it should. She wished she could leave her marks like she used to - albeit, in less conspicuous places - but she knew she couldn’t, at least not yet. She had to be gentle with Waverly tonight. And she would, when the brunette was ready to have her needs taken care of by the redhead, but right now Waverly was taking care of Nicole. She dipped a couple of fingers deep inside Nicole’s entrance and continued to pump the curled digits at a quick and steady pace, earning a few positive reactions from the redhead.

“Oh yeah baby...keep doing that...don’t stop.” Nicole panted as she rocked her hips.

She really wanted to just thread her fingers through Waverly’s silky brunette curls and push the girl into her center as she fucked her face, but she was afraid that the act would be too much, and opted to just clench her fingers around the bedsheets as she came. As Waverly’s name fell from her lips, she canted her hips up against the brunette, completely lifting herself off the bed as the intense contractions of her climax took over her center before falling down onto the mattress and continuing with gentle thrusts against Waverly’s lips as her orgasm began to die down. When she was completely finished, she dropped her back onto the mattress and covered her face with her hands as she shook her head in disbelief.

“That was unreal.”

“So, it was good then?” Waverly asked hopefully as she laid on the bed next to Nicole and draped an arm over the woman’s abdomen, tracing her ribcage with a delicate finger.

Nicole dropped her hands from her face and pursed her lips as she gave Waverly a knowing look. “Oh, shut up. You know it was good. I think the whole town heard me screaming your name.” Nicole playfully hit Waverly’s arm before dropping her hands to the sides of her head, still in disbelief. “Man, I forgot how amazing that felt.”

“Have you not had an orgasm since we...you know, since we last had sex?” Waverly asked curiously. She remembered that when she walked in on Nicole that one time she had interrupted before the redhead could finish. She had hoped she hadn’t completely turned her off from masturbating.

“Um, no, I have.” Nicole stated, feeling just a little bit awkward. “But I mean, it doesn’t compare to the orgasms you give me. Not ever. It doesn’t matter what I do to myself, it’s not nearly as good as this - as you.”

Waverly smiled as she rested her head down onto Nicole’s chest and squeezed her arm around the circumference of her torso. She let her thoughts wander a bit, before deciding to share them.

“I’ve masturbated since. I mean, I’ve been doing it pretty much every day in the shower lately.”

Nicole looked down at Waverly’s eyes focused on the patterns she was tracing in the skin of Nicole’s abdomen. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.” Waverly hummed without looking up. “I’ve been trying to get used to being touched. And, you know, see what I like and if it’s all still the same. It’s been going really well. I think it’s helped me prepare for tonight.”

Picking up on the fact that Waverly had said it more just to share the progress than to start a conversation, Nicole just smiled as she ran her fingers through Waverly’s hair. “That’s really good, Waves. Do you think you’ll want me to touch you tonight?”

Waverly looked up at Nicole and nodded with a smile. “I think I want you to touch me now.”

Caught off guard by the immediacy of the request, Nicole swallowed hard. “Oh, okay. Um, do you want me on top or bottom?”

“Top.” Waverly answered as she turned so that she was laying lengthwise on the mattress.

Nicole laid down next to Waverly, slightly on top of her as she began to kiss her lips. She moved her lips to her neck and massaged her breasts with her hand for a few moments, getting the girl worked up before moving her hand south. Nicole began running her palm along Waverly’s pubic bone, feeling her thick curls as she looked attentively into brown eyes, silently asking if this was okay. Waverly nodded, and Nicole continued. She slowly dipped a cold finger into Waverly’s wet folds, and the brunette gasped as she instantly grabbed onto Nicole’s wrist, stilling her motions. Nicole froze as she stared at Waverly, feeling the woman go rigid beneath her. She waited patiently, being sure not to move a single muscle until she felt Waverly loosen her grip on Nicole’s wrist and her tight muscles slacken. When she did, Nicole gently pulled her hand away from Waverly’s center and rested it on the bedsheets next to her, not touching her but close enough to where she was within reach just in case.

“Um, can you use your tongue?” Waverly asked softly as she steadied her breathing.

Nicole smiled and nodded as she leaned down and pressed her lips gently against Waverly’s. The kiss was innocent at first, more of an act to show Waverly that she cared, but it quickly became heated. The brunette moaned against soft lips as she wrapped her arms around Nicole’s neck, feeling herself relax more and more as she melted into the redhead’s kisses. Nicole gently brought a hand up to Waverly’s neck and caressed the warm skin with her thumb, smiling at the way Waverly seemed to have relaxed completely. She slid her hand past Waverly’s collarbone and towards her right breast, slow enough so that the brunette had plenty of time to protest. Nicole cupped her hand underneath the soft mound and brushed her thumb just below Waverly’s nipple as she looked into staring eyes for confirmation. Waverly nodded, and Nicole moved her thumb up so that it was gliding across the dark nipple. She watched it as it hardened beneath her touch before stroking a gentle tongue across.

“I like that,” Waverly breathed out as she held onto one of Nicole’s hands with her own and used the other to play with the free nipple.

“Yeah?” Nicole whispered as she looked attentively into Waverly’s eyes while continuing to lick the bud.

Waverly nodded and bit her bottom lip as she cupped the breast she was playing with. She continued to watch Nicole closely as the redhead wrapped her lips around the taut nipple and lightly sucked, slowly pulling it in and out of her mouth. Unexpectedly, Waverly felt an intense surge of arousal shoot straight through her and between her legs, causing her to involuntarily buck her hips up against Nicole’s.

Nicole had taken her eyes off Waverly’s face for just a second, but when they returned she saw the brunette intensely staring with her mouth slightly agape and pupils blown. Her breathing was becoming more ragged and she was all too aware of the way Waverly was slightly rocking her hips in search of pressure against her wanting parts.

“Are you ready?” Nicole asked as she slowly circled Waverly’s breast with her tongue. She knew she wouldn’t have to elaborate since she was insinuating enough with her broad licks.

Waverly swallowed thickly as she nodded and ran a hand through Nicole’s soft, red hair before giving her scalp another stroke. The sudden act made Nicole’s heart jump and she felt a warmth spreading throughout her body at the tenderness of it. It gave her a boost of confidence and helped her to relax the muscles she hadn’t even realized she was clenching. This entire time she was so focused on Waverly and hadn’t realized how nervous she actually was herself. Waverly noticed though, which was why she had brushed Nicole’s hair like that in the first place. It was something that had helped Waverly lately, and she hoped it would do the same for the redhead. And judging by the way Nicole had loosened herself and leaned more into Waverly’s body, she knew it had.

Nicole placed a delicate kiss on each of Waverly’s breasts before trailing her lips down to her stomach. She took her time on Waverly’s abdomen, running her tongue along the grooves of her muscles as she simultaneously caressed the outsides of Waverly’s waist with her hands. She felt a gush of arousal between her own legs at the sight of the gorgeous brunette, but ignored it. She was determined to keep her focus on Waverly, no matter how good the woman looked in that position, and no matter how absolutely gay Nicole was – and she was very gay. When she was struggling with her sexuality as a teenager, she never thought in a million years that she would end up with a woman so stunning and absolutely magnetic. She couldn’t hold back her goofy smile as she let the thought run through her head for a quick second. It was so brief that almost as soon as it was on her face it was gone, and she continued to move down Waverly’s body.

The further down she went the more Waverly spread her legs open for Nicole. She trusted the woman, there was no doubt about it. This was the most intimate act a couple could do, in her opinion, and she was excited to let Nicole taste her again. She had wondered if Nicole had forgotten what she had tasted like, but didn’t linger on the thought for too long. She tried to stay focused on Nicole’s touches on her body and knew that if she didn’t reign in her thoughts that she would end up distracting herself.

Nicole finally made it to Waverly’s pubic bone and kissed the coarse hair, running her nose along the softness as she smiled. This was something that was completely new…not that she hadn’t had sex with a woman with pubic hair, but she had never had sex with Waverly with pubic hair. She let herself enjoy the new sensation before kissing the brunette right above her slit. Waverly jumped at the contact, and Nicole placed a firm yet gentle hand over Waverly’s hips, steadying the girl against the mattress. She was careful not to hold Waverly down too strongly. She didn’t want her to feel trapped or like she was being forced down in any way, but rather grounded and protected. She kept a close eye on the brunette’s facial expressions, looking out for any signs of hesitancy as she ran her tongue along the outside of Waverly’s swollen folds. She watched as Waverly slowly rocked her hips and rested her head against the pillow, face flushed and breathing heavy. Her eyes were closed, but not squeezed shut. Her muscles were flexing, but not in a way that signaled any kind of tension, but rather impatient desire. Nicole knew that it was okay to proceed, and she slowly dipped a tongue between Waverly’s folds, moving it from side to side to part them before licking in short, gentle strokes.

Waverly’s mouth opened and she pressed her head back into the pillow as her legs dropped down as wide as they would go. Nicole’s warm, soft tongue felt good against her sex. No, good wasn’t the right word…it felt phenomenal. She had forgotten what it felt like to have her girlfriend’s skilled tongue running along her center, and she almost wished it could stay there forever. This must be Heaven, she thought to herself…at least, until Nicole dragged her tongue up to her swollen clit and drew slow, broad circles. That was Heaven.

Waverly continued to squirm and writhe beneath Nicole’s exploration. She gripped the bedsheets, then the pillow, then Nicole’s hair, then her breasts, and then back to the bedsheets as intense pleasure coursed through her body. It was as close to an orgasm as you could get without actually falling over the edge yet. She could feel her arousal cascade out of her as Nicole worked her magic. There was so much that she felt like she was actually peeing herself, but Nicole had managed to collect every drop that flowed out of Waverly and used it to lubricate her sensitive bundle of nerves as she swirled intricate patterns. It was so intense that Waverly almost couldn’t take it. Her mind began to drift to random thoughts; What if I actually pass out from being too turned on? What if I take too long to come and her tongue starts to get tired? What if I can’t finish at all?

She was brought out of her thought by a strong, single contraction of her walls in response to Nicole flicking her tongue in just the right spot with just the right pressure against her clit, and she let out a guttural moan. Nicole took this as a sign that Waverly was getting closer to climax, and began to pick up her pace as she continued to hold down Waverly’s hips. Despite Nicole’s expert tongue feeling really good…like, really good, between her legs, Waverly just couldn’t stop the random thoughts that were now flooding through her mind...

What if she wants me to go down on her too and I don’t remember how to do it? What if I start thinking about him again? No, don’t even think about that…don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Quick, think of something else. …Did Wynonna really go over to Gus’s house, or was that just an excuse so that I could have sex with Nicole? Is she expecting me to tell her how it went? Should I tell her how it went? No, this is just something between Nicole and I…but she does worry a lot, and she is my sister. Oh god, I’m literally thinking about my sister while my girlfriend is eating me out…can she tell? Waverly glanced down at Nicole before looking back up at the ceiling. Nope, but she does look like she’s enjoying herself. God, she’s so sexy. Do I look that sexy when I’m giving oral? Knowing me, I probably just look like a four-year-old eating ice cream. Oh god, I hope I didn’t look like that earlier... Okay, why am I taking so long? Come on Waverly, you can do this.

It had been about five minutes, and Waverly just could not shut her brain up. At that point, she knew it wasn’t going to happen. She was thinking about it way too much. She probably could finish at some point, but it would take far too long and she thought that wasn’t fair to Nicole. Her tongue was probably already getting tired. Waverly let out a deep sigh as she pressed her palms into her eyes and Nicole immediately stopped her ministrations and lifted her head up to look at her girlfriend.

“Are you okay?” Nicole asked as she wiped Waverly’s arousal off her chin with the back of her hand.

Waverly silently shook her head.

“Is this triggering you? Do you want me to stop?”

Waverly could see the worry in Nicole’s eyes. She reached down with one hand and entwined her fingers with Nicole’s beside her on the mattress as she rested the other on her stomach. “No, it’s not that. It feels really good, actually. I’m just thinking too much. My brain is running at a million miles a minute and I can’t relax because I’m too busy focusing on letting this feel good, that I don’t think that I can...” she trailed off, hoping Nicole would get the gist so that she wouldn’t have to actually say it.

“Orgasm?”

Waverly nodded. “I’m sorry.”

The guilt on Waverly’s face broke Nicole’s heart. She never wanted Waverly to ever feel bad for not being able to climax, not before and definitely not now. “Hey.” She said softly as she sat up, sitting between Waverly’s legs and looked at her with reassuring eyes. “That’s not the goal here. Sex doesn’t have to include orgasms, it’s not what’s important. What’s important is how close I feel to you right now; how much I love you, and how much I feel that you love me. Sex is about connecting, and we’re already doing that, with or without orgasms. Okay?”

Waverly exhaled in relief as she nodded. “Okay.”

Nicole gave her a warm smile before leaning down to kiss each of her hipbones, before giving loving strokes with each of her thumbs. “Do you want me to keep going? I mean, if it feels good to you, I don’t mind if you want me to keep doing it.” Nicole clenched her jaw. I don’t mind. Yeah, that was not the right way to word that, but it was too late now.

“Actually, can we just kiss some more? It’s not that you’re not doing a good job. I just want to make out with you for a bit. That’s all I want right now.”

Nicole held up a hand and shook her head. “You don’t have to explain yourself. We can do whatever you want. I’m happy to do anything with you.” She smiled before crawling up Waverly’s body and slowly laid down on top of her. She traced a finger over Waverly’s jawline as she studied her face. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

Waverly smiled and slightly blushed at the compliment. “Once or twice.”

“Well, Waverly Earp, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Seriously, I’m so lucky to have you. Thank you for letting me in tonight.”

Waverly lightly bit her bottom lip and shook her head incredulously as she studied her girlfriend’s face. “Thank you for being you.” She wrapped her arms around the back of Nicole’s neck and pulled her into a greedy kiss as their lips glided perfectly together, like two puzzle pieces.

Next time, Waverly thought to herself. Even though she didn’t finish, she knew that it was still a big step that they had taken together, and she was so incredibly ecstatic at the accomplishment. And she knew that next time, it would be even better.