On Monday morning as the bluenette wakes up she lets out a sigh. She rolls on her side and takes some moments to admire her girlfriend. The photographer breathes slowly. Chloe smiles as she kisses her on the cheek and giggles as the brunette starts grumbling.
'Good morning' she whispers.
'What time is it?' Max grumbles.
'Who cares?'
'You seem to be in a good mood'
'It's my day off. And I can spend it with my love'
'Do you really need to be mushy so early in the morning?'
'Wake up' she kisses her neck.
'Give me three minutes'
'Come on' the punk softly whispers in her ear 'We have lots to do today'
'Like?'
'First of all, I wanna fuck you. Then we could get to Powell's. Some playtime in the arcade. Then... Anything you want' she smiles.
'You had me with Powell's' she grins.
'I fucking hate you' she laughs as she gently caresses the brunette's side.
'Show me how much'
'You wanna get it hard' she gets on top.
'Hella hard' she wraps her arms around Chloe's neck.
'Hey, hipster' she kisses her.
'Do you want to tell me something?'
'Yeah'
'What?'
'I fucking love you'
'Good' she kisses her hard.
'And where's your sleepiness now?' she giggles.
'Replaced by my horniness'
'We'll check soon how horny you are'
'Not that fast'
'What is it now?'
'Shhh... Enjoy these moments... Give me some seconds'
The bluenette gazes into Max's eyes. She smiles softly as she caresses her right side. The brunette pulls her down for a kiss.
'Do you want to fuck me hard?'
'You want me to?'
'Why the fuck not. But what if...'
'Hmm?' she kisses her neck.
'What if I eat you out first?' her right hand wanders under the punk's top.
'Well...' she grins 'Why not?'
'I'm in the bossy mood'
'Are you?'
'Oh yeah'
'How much?'
'Well' she gets on top in a split-second, holding Chloe's hands firm 'Hella' she grins.
'I love it'
'How much?' she bites her neck.
'Hella' she sighs with pleasure.
'And how turned on you are?'
'Check it out'
'I want you, right now'
'No foreplay?' she grins.
'Right now'
'What if I'm not turned on enough?' she grins, tucking into the brunette's hair.
'You always are when I'm around' she puts the tattooist's underpants off.
'Tell me how much' she sighs.
'Just as much as I like it' she pulls a finger on her, making the bluenette moan softly 'Hey, Chloe' she whispers in her ear.
'Hm?'
'Do you want me to eat you out?'
'Mm-hmm.'
'How much?' she caresses her inner thigh.
'You're driving me insane'
'How much?'
'Hella'
'Good' she kisses her hard.
She wanders to the punk's neck, she bites on it, gently this time. Her right hand continues caressing her inner thigh. The bluenette's stretching, trying to stay calm. The photographer's hand suddenly drifts to her clam. Chloe moans.
'Do you like it?' Max whispers in her ear.
'Love it. Turned on enough to you?' she grins.
'We can say that. But I want you to cum'
'Right now?' she giggles as she wraps her arms around the brunette's neck.
'The sooner the better' she smiles softly.
'Have I told you today that I love you?'
'I love you, too. You sentimental stupid punk'
'But you know, this sentimental stupid punk...'
'... will be my wife soon. I know' she giggles.
'But are you happy?'
'How do I look?'
'Turned on' she giggles 'But... you seem to be happy'
'What's up then? Are you worried?'
'Of course I am. I love you, asswipe'
'Well, I love you too. So you don't need to worry' she caresses her cheek with her left hand.
'So...' she wears that shit-eating grin.
'So?'
'Still wanna eat me out?'
'Do you want to bet?' she grins back.
They kiss for a few minutes. The soft dance of their tongues slowly turns into a wild battle. As they depart the punk gives her girlfriend the "I want it. Right now... Please?" look. The brunette smiles softly right before she takes her place between the tattooist's legs. She gently kisses into her womanhood, making her moan as her back arches a little. Their eyes meet. Max penetrates with two fingers. The bluenette moans loudly and clutches the pillow under her head.
'If you want me to cum fast, you're on the right track' she whispers.
The photographer's eyes tell everything. She fastens her movements and the tattooist's left and slips on her shoulder in seconds.
'Just... no... I'm...'
Her left hand clutches, the brunette kisses her hard. Chloe breaks the kiss, wrapping her arms around the photographer's neck, moaning loudly, laying her forehead on Max's shoulder. She pants as she slowly lies back. Max snuggles and gently kisses her cheek.
'Two minutes' the tattooist still breathes hard 'Just give me two minutes'
'But was it any good?'
'I fucking hate you' she giggles as she kisses her neck.
'Strange... Some minutes ago you loved me'
'Listen, hipster... I'm about to fuck you really, really hard'
'I can hardly wait' she grins.
'You asked for it' her hand is already reaching out then stops in mid-air 'Aren't you bored of it?'
'Of what?'
'You know... We always do it in the same position. We could try something new' she reaches for the drawer.
'What do you have in mind?'
'I don't know yet' she drops the strap-on on the bed 'I'll think of it while I have a cig'
'Are you still that turned on?' she grins as she snuggles.
'Yeah' she lights a cigarette 'So, what if...'
'You have something wild in your mind...'
'How can you already tell?'
'Your voice...'
'So, if we're talking about wild...'
'Yeah?'
'Do you want a wild ride?' she grins.
'A wild ride? I don't know'
'At least I could admire your beautiful body'
'Dumbass' she giggles 'Okay, I guess. Will it be okay?'
'If it won't be, I'm gonna fuck you really hard I promise'
'Sounds good'
'Max?' she puts the strap-on on.
'Yeah?'
'You don't have to... I mean...'
'No, you're right' she kisses her cheek 'We can try something different every once in a while'
'Let me...' she grins as she reaches between the photographer's legs.
'Do you like what you found?'
'I love it' she grins.
'Do you think I'm ready?'
'We'll see'
Max takes her place. Chloe bites her bottom lip.
'What?' the brunette asks worried.
'You're hella hot' she whispers 'Kiss me'
The photographer slowly leans down. As they kiss, the bluenette's hands slip on her waist. When they depart Max grins, she starts riding slowly. The punk stares at her in awe. Her eyes scan her body inch by inch. She carefully watches every single movement of her girlfriend's. Her jaw drops. She has never seen her like this. She moans softly. The brunette opens her eyes and grins.
'So, do you like what you see?'
'I think I'm drooling'
'You are' she grins and places the tattooist's left hand on her breast 'If you don't mind...'
'I'm just... You're so fucking beautiful. Is it...'
'It's great.'
'I can't get enough of this...'
The brunette smiles, fastening her movements. The bluenette's right hand slips on her butt. She watches as Max closes her eyes again, moaning softly, tilting her head up. The bluenette sits up fast, kissing her wild. She lost her mind. As their kiss is broken by a whole series of moans, the punk's lips end up on the photographer's neck. Max's nails cut into her back, she leans to her ear, moaning loud she manages to say the words.
'I'm gonna cum...' she whispers as she holds on to Chloe.
'That was the plan'
'Hold me tight...'
'I'm not letting you go'
The photographer's back arches, her head tilts up, she moans loud, her hands clutches the punk's shoulders. The bluenette holds her tight, just as she promised. She gently kisses her chest. The brunette lays her head on her shoulder, breathing hard.
'Are you okay?' she caresses her back.
'Yeah' she pants.
'Was it too much?'
'It was great' she smiles softly as she kisses the tattooist's shoulder.
'You are so beautiful' she whispers.
'Oh, come on!'
'Seriously'
'I think I'm hungry...'
'Seriously?' she laughs.
'Sorry'
'It's okay' she kisses her cheek 'Let's eat something and then just go'
'Where are we going first?'
'I don't know'
'What if...' she stands up and walks to the wardrobe 'We start in the arcade then head to Powell's? Then we could have a coffee in the afternoon. And... when we come home we could just be... Like, you know...'
'Great plan' she steps behind her and gently kisses her neck.
'You're too much' she giggles 'Let's just go'
'But you're so hot' she whispers.
'Chloe, come on!'
'Okay' she sighs, dragging some clothes out.
'Come on! I'm all yours when we get back. I promise'
'Mine? Well, who else fucks you?'
'No one else, you dork. Don't do this again. Why are you so jealous? You have no reason'
'I don't know, I'm just... scared shitless of losing you...'
'I'm not leaving you' she gently cups her face 'Forever yours' she points at her ring.
'I know, I know... I trust you. I don't trust the rest of the world'
'I can take care of myself'
'I hope so' she puts on her shirt.
'I'm yours. Yours only. Okay?'
'How long will you be able to do this?'
'What?'
'This... That I always need reassurance'
'I'll do it every single day if you need that'
'It's not that I don't trust you...' she mumbles.
'I know. It's okay. I love you'
'I love you, too'
'Shall we go?' she kisses her on the lips.
'Yeah'
As they walk to the kitchen, they find Rachel there, for their biggest surprise. The blondie grins as she sips her coffee.
'I thought you're working...' Chloe mumbles as she fills her mug with coffee and starts making some toast.
'That was the plan. Matt sent me home'
'But you're not fired, are you?'
'No. He gave me some days off. He said they can handle things'
'So, what are your plans?'
'Seeing my girlfriend'
'So, is it official now?' she smiles.
'It is. I mean... We've been dating for a while' she blushes a little.
'Oooh, are you in love?' she grins as she places some toast on the table.
'Maybe. So what?' she laughs 'Are you?'
'Hey, you deserve it' she kisses her on the forehead then sits down and starts eating 'When can we meet her?'
'I... don't know yet. Give me a little time, okay?' she checks her watch 'Shit, I'm running late. And by the way... Next time make sure I'm not home' she grins.
'Fuck' the brunette blushes.
'Don't worry about it, Max. You're home after all. It's a good thing I have earplugs and some killa music'
'That's enough, Rach' the bluenette giggles.
'I honestly don't know who feels more awkward' she winks 'But I have to go. Laters!'
The punk shakes her head and swallows the last piece of her toast.
'Seriously?' Max looks at her.
'What? I truly thought she was working'
'I really feel awkward...' she brushes off her face.
'It's okay. She's just kidding, babe' she kisses her on the cheek as she cleans the table.
'But still...'
'Come on Max, let's go'
'Okay' she sighs.
'Don't worry. It's fine.'
The couple spends some hours in the arcade then heads to Powell's. The tattooist laughs as she tries to understand how Max will read all the books she's just bought. In the late afternoon they end up in a small café. The brunette slowly sips her coffee then looks at her girlfriend. She smiles softly.
'Thank you, Chloe'
'What?' she raises an eyebrow.
'This day. I needed this. To get out a little bit. To spend some time with you'
'Hey' she takes her hand 'I had fun as well. I needed it, too' she smiles softly.
'I really want to marry you'
'Really?'
'As soon as possible'
'You're the best, Super Max'
'I'm not Super anymore'
'You always will be to me'
'Max?' someone calls her by her name, breaking the idyllic moments 'Is that you, Max Caulfield?'
The bluenette looks at the man who called her girlfriend. He's tall, blonde and has a very strong accent. He's not that handsome, but looks European and his accent must be something the girls easily fall for.
'Hey, Feliks'
'What are you doing here? Taking some time off?'
'Yeah'
'Done with the exams?'
'Thank God, yes!'
'Lucky you! I still have one left' he sighs.
'You really are taking your time, Felix. Spring semester starts soon'
'Yeah. So...' he leans to the table, completely ignoring the punk 'What if we have a drink later?'
'I can't make it'
'Oh, come on, Max! We could have some fun. Let it be tomorrow then'
'No, Feliks'
'Why not?'
'Feliks, have you met my girlfriend?' she points at Chloe 'Chloe, this is Feliks Boros from Poland. And Feliks, this is Chloe Price, my girlfriend'
'Girlfriend?'
'Didn't you know? Oh, look' she raises her hand and points at the ring 'We want to get married as soon as possible.'
'Girlfriend?' he shakes his head 'See you in college, Max' he leaves totally confused.
'You're a badass, Max!' the bluenette laughs 'Who is he?'
'A course mate'
'He wants you pretty bad'
'You're not jealous?'
'I can see you can handle this. You're stone cold, Max!'
'Are you amazed?'
'Hella! Elope!'
'It's still illegal' she giggles as she takes the punk's hand.
'I don't care!'
'Patience, honey.'
'But I can just hardly wait. I want everybody to know that you love me'
'That I love you? Don't you love me too?'
'I hella love you, asswipe. I'm complete with you'
'Shall we go home?'
'I want to make love to you'
'Let's go then' she smiles softly.
'Max...' she takes her hand as she stands up.
'Yeah?'
'You're my world'
'Pfft, mushy...'
'Sorry...'
'It's okay. You make me whole, Chloe'
'Let's head home. Let me love you'
'Oh, no... I want you to love me'
'I do' she smiles 'I love you'
'I love you, too'