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Glances

Summary:

Wayhaught, but a little different. Nicole’s POV. I recommend you check the AN before you start reading.

Notes:

Hey peeps! So, this was a bit of a surprise, even to me, but if I’ve learned one thing over the last couple of years, then it’s that inspiration sometimes hits when (and where) you least expect it. This is my first venture into the realm of Wynonna Earp, as I usually write Lost Girl stories, but after meeting Dom P-C in 2022… well, to make a long story short, their presence totally and utterly floored me. So much so that I wrote them a poem right after our first short chat. However, that didn’t seem to be enough. You see, ever since our meeting, I’ve been toying with the idea of carefully exploring a non-binary Waverly (or Waves), who’s loosely based on Dom and my impression of them during the con. The result is this – a very personal one-shot which is thus very close to my heart. Oh, and to whoever’s new to my writing: There shall be sex. Graphic, steamy sex. Hope you enjoy!

P.S. For my avid Doccubus readers: I still have one multi-chapter story in the pipeline, which I *really* want to finish and publish. Unfortunately, a row of rather horrible things happened to me in the last months, which resulted in me being forced to take a break from said fic, and Doccubus altogether. But that story is my baby. I love it, and I am ridiculously proud of it. Which gives me certainty that I *will* finish and upload it eventually. And this excursion into Earp fiction may just give me the means to get there sooner. Hang in there, folks! I’m still here :)

Come find me on Twitter (roxkitten) or IG (r0xkitten)!

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Glances

 

The very first time she saw them was in passing.

They were sitting on the grass, barefoot, cross-legged and with their eyes closed, immersed in a deep meditative state, seemingly uncaring of the morning dew that had permeated the thick fabric of their baggy sweatpants and comfortable-looking oversized hoodie.

Nicole came past here almost every other morning as part of the running routine she’d established years ago, shortly after she’d moved to this city – but she’d never seen this person before.

At first, Nicole had hesitated – for one, because she didn’t want to disturb the stranger’s peaceful state. But that hadn’t been the only reason for her thoughtful pause. In all honesty, the more pressing issue was her own insecurity about someone catching her doing what she was about to… something so intimate and private that it might come across as weird to anyone, who didn’t understand her motives.

Of course, Nicole didn’t enjoy the fact that her heart and brain still cared so much about what others might think of her. But in spite of working hard on her self-esteem over the last couple of years, it still happened.

On the other hand, the alleged weirdness of touching a tree to draw energy from it was one of the very things she’d found helpful in working through the darkness, that still crept up on her way too often after over two years of battling her demons…

It had been a grey morning a few months ago, when during her usual run, she’d passed by a random tree and suddenly felt the urge to stop. It had poured with rain that day, so in a short burst of confidence of being completely alone, she’d gone with her instinct… and reached out. That very first hesitant touch, feeling the rough bark against her palms as she caressed the surface of the trunk… it had left her in awe.

Unable to shake the feeling of being watched by judgmental stares, she’d looked around several times, desperate to repeat what had just happened. It took her a whole minute to gain the calming certainty that she was truly alone and do it again – more focussed this time. Trying to empty her head, she’d stepped closer, facing the tree, before putting both hands on the trunk and closing her eyes.

A lone bird had sung nearby, and the wind and the rain had hit the leaves, creating an additional backdrop.

Nicole had stood there and listened and breathed. In and out, deeply ingesting the cacophony of scents and sounds nature was offering to her for free. She’d felt like, before this moment in time, she’d never truly been present – never fully been able to grasp, what had been right there, surrounding her, all along.

It wasn’t until much later that she understood, what had happened to her… that she’d succeeded in living in that moment. That she’d unwittingly entered a state of awareness, which had the incredible power to calm her nerves and let her anxiety, even if only temporarily, simmer down to a quiet buzz.

When her eyes had snapped back open that morning, she’d felt like she’d woken up to a new world. For a while, colours had seemed brighter, even the gloomy grey of the rainy late winter sky. Suddenly uncaring of watchful eyes, she’d looked up at the crown of the magnificent colossus, and let the raindrops splash on her face. And smiled.

Ever since that first time, coming back to “her” tree – or trees, as she’d added a few along her route by now, seeking contact, whenever she felt the urge – had become somewhat of a routine.

She’d quickly found that retreating to the moment and letting go of burdening thoughts unfortunately didn’t always work. It wasn’t something that could be switched on at will to miraculously heal her wounds and snap her out of anxiety and depression. But no matter, how low she felt, no matter, which hardships she was facing… connecting to her trees never failed to make her feel better – even if only a little bit. And that gave her courage.

Shaking off the undesired unease of giving a damn about what the meditating stranger sitting mere metres away from her tree might think of her, she took a deep breath, and as quietly as possible, as to not disturb them, fell into the usual routine of placing both palms on the trunk and leaning her forehead against it. She closed her eyes and opened her ears, getting lost in the numerous sounds of silence. The birds. The wind. The bubbling water of a nearby stream. She’d even grown to enjoy the crunching sound caused by people passing by on their bikes or on foot.

The potential risk of a negative reaction to her “tree thing” still scared her, but after practising this for months, she’d learned to push that irrational fear aside, managing to stay in the moment more and more often.

Somehow though, today was different.

Good different.

Nicole frowned.

Her eyes were closed, her hands securely connected to the bark, as her breathing slowly calmed from having run the first few miles of her route. Everything was as usual… The calming sounds. The feeling of the light breeze against her sweaty skin…

Everything, except for the stranger. The corners of Nicole’s mouth turned up into a slight smile, as the image of the meditating human re-entered her mind without permission. Their facial expression spoke of peace… and utter calm. Nicole breathed in deeply, and for the first time since establishing her new image as a tree-hugger, she tried to make out the scent of a human being amidst the grass and the water and the earth.

She failed. But even though she couldn’t smell the other person, she had the strange impression that she could feel them… their energy. Their spirit.

The concept was as new and foreign to her as everything else she’d come to accept as simple truths over the past months. But contrary to the very beginning, she no longer questioned her insights. Because by now, she’d learned that too many questions tended to ruin a perfectly good moment. A moment like this one.

As usual, she had no idea, how long she’d been standing there when her eyes opened, bringing her back to reality. But it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was her powerful moment of peace, shared between her and this perfect stranger.

Stealing another glance at the person quietly sitting in the grass, with their bare feet and their comfortable hoodie and slowly drying sweatpants, Nicole smiled and let go of her tree, before shaking out her arms and continuing her run.

 

XXX

 

The sixth time she saw them was deliberate.

At least on Nicole’s end. She’d made an effort to seek them out. Because even though she wasn’t sure about the how and why quite yet, at some point over the last weeks, she’d grown to crave the stranger’s presence. She didn’t know their name, nor had she heard their voice even once.

But she felt. Them. Around herself. Within. And all over her skin. Their spirit. Their aura.

This person was special, and somehow, they had a firm grasp on her heart. Nicole had felt it almost immediately after seeing them for the first time – the intense desire to get to know them. To learn everything about them… to seek out their peaceful calm in order to find her own, maybe even draw from their powerful energy without having the feeling of draining them for her own good.

She wanted to be close to them.

But along with the rising desire to learn more about this person, she was also filled with insecurities, ever doubting that she was worthy of being loved, especially by someone exceptional like this. She needed a push, which she knew could only come from within herself. Luckily, Nicole was passionate in everything she did. And in the end, her passion outran the doubts.

This morning, as she was relishing in the quiet burn of her leg muscles and the feeling of sweat running down her spine below her shirt, she rounded a corner of her usual route. Over the last weeks, she’d started paying attention to when exactly the stranger would come to the park to meditate, ever-returning to Nicole’s tree. They seemed to be as attached to the spot as the redhead was, which she was grateful for, because it meant she would see them again.

And sure enough, there they were, sitting on the bare grass, cross-legged, barefoot, and with their eyes closed. Only on this warm morning, they weren’t wrapped in their usual baggy sweatpants and oversized salmon-coloured hoodie. Instead, they wore a black crop top that revealed an unusual amount of tanned skin and made Nicole’s breath hitch. She almost stumbled at the sight, causing a noise, that luckily didn’t seem to shake the stranger’s meditation session.

Quickly composing herself, she shook her head with a small smile at her own reaction and took her usual position by the tree. She’d barely closed her eyes, when she let her newest preferred image re-enter her mind, alongside listening to the sounds of nature. The effect was instant, and Nicole let herself get lost in the moment that had become her favourite of the week.

In her head, she pictured the stranger, the imagined sight of their beautiful face causing an intense calm to wash over her. The satisfaction that came with it had become the highlight of her workout, as for the first time ever since she’d started exchanging energy with nature, Nicole was guaranteed to reach her moment of peace, as long as the other human was nearby.

Following her usual routine of whispering a quiet thank you to her tree, before looking up at the crown and turning her head to throw a last glance at the meditating stranger, Nicole found herself met with open eyes and a bright smile. For a second, she allowed herself to take in the powerful sparkle in the other person’s gaze, her face automatically reciprocating their friendly expression. On a whim, she gave them a small nod and mouthed another thank you, because it felt right, before turning away and continuing her run.

 

XXX

 

The eleventh time she saw them, they saw her first.

Nicole had just rounded the corner entering the area that contained her tree and the stranger’s meditation spot, when she noticed their eyes on her. Her jog came to a slow halt, and she started walking, unable to let go of the other person’s intense gaze. Just like the first time, their eyes sparkled with… well, with what? Nicole frowned, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turning up into a smile.

Happiness.

This being was happy. Content. At peace.

Wow.

“Hi”, Nicole quietly greeted, a little in awe at her own stunned state.

“Hi”, the stranger replied, their widening smile creating deep creases around their eyes and mouth.

Nicole didn’t know, what else to say. She was tongue-tied. But to her surprise, the silence didn’t feel awkward. She tilted her head, her astonishment quickly waning, as she realised, why that was… The stranger’s warm gaze didn’t seem to exude any expectations. It just existed.

Nicole was entranced. Her legs carried her to her tree on auto-pilot, as she watched the other human watch her walk. The entire exchange didn’t even last one whole minute, but to Nicole, it felt like an eternity. This being had a previously unknown pull on her… and it wasn’t only the immediate attraction she felt whenever she was near them. That part, she’d figured out pretty quickly, because it wasn’t new to her. But unlike all the other times she might have found someone appealing before, with them, it wasn’t her main focus.

Which was strange, because Nicole loved sex. She’d had many an adventure with several sexual partners in the past, some fleeting, some lasting, and they’d all been fun. Freely following her instincts with regards to sex was a constant in the redhead’s life – a helpful and sometimes necessary distraction, just like her regular morning workouts.

But once again, this was different. Because in spite of knowing next to nothing about this stranger, she felt like they were connected somehow. Or at least Nicole was to them. And while she knew for a fact that she wanted them in that way as well, it wasn’t at the forefront of her mind. It was like this being had an inexplicable grasp on her heart that she couldn’t shake – and that she didn’t want to shake, because for some reason, it didn’t scare her in the slightest.

The notion was freeing. Which in turn increased her confidence. She felt elated. Capable. And, to her greatest surprise, worthy. With a quiet chuckle, she gave the stranger a shy nod and stepped to her tree, touching the bark, closing her eyes and conjuring her usual image of the other human’s expressive face.

Today, she stood longer than usual, the warm summer breeze slowly drying her sweaty skin, as she let herself sink into the moment of peace she’d craved since getting up this morning.

When her eyes opened, she felt like she’d snapped out of a trance. Blinking a few times, she looked down at her hands, still attached to the tree, and then up into the crown. She smiled and took a deep breath.

Turning around, she caught sight of her companion-in-silence, who’d gone back to meditating, their eyes closed, and their mouth almost indiscernibly turned up in the smallest of smiles. Nicole stood and watched, pretty certain now, that she wouldn’t disturb their peace. Tilting her head to the side, she took in every feature of the other human’s face she could, from this distance. Their eyes and mouth were framed by soft creases. Their ears adorned with several silver hoops. Their head mostly shaved, except for the very crown, which sported short brunette strands that were styled towards the front. Their nose carried a tiny stud, and the area below their eyes was covered in small patches of freckles.

Beautiful. Nicole smiled. Just looking at this person made her happy. It was fascinating, really. She bit her lip, as she let her gaze wander further down, over the unbelievably smooth skin of their neck and shoulders. Nicole took a deep breath. There was no denying it, she wanted to kiss this stranger’s skin. And taste it.

But she also knew that even if she never got to touch them, she would always have their spirit. And that notion gave her peace.

 

XXX

 

The twelfth time she saw them was the first time they talked.

It was another warm day, so Nicole took her time with her tree, before turning to the stranger as usual, to give them a last glance and be on her way. But when she opened her eyes that morning, she found them on their feet, stretching their body after apparently ending their meditation session early.

“Oh”, Nicole uttered in surprise and without thinking much about it. “Are you leaving already?”

The other person gave her a shy nod and their usual bright smile. “Errands and work, I’m afraid.”

Nicole returned the smile and, suddenly bashful, lowered her gaze. “Right. Well… I guess I’m going to go, too. See you next time?”, she added with a hopeful glance in the stranger’s direction.

“Sure”, they replied and made a small pause, before continuing: “Unless you’d… like to walk with me for a bit?”

Nicole’s chest swarmed with butterflies. “I’d love that.”

The stranger closed the gap between them and held out their hand. “Me too. I’m Waves, by the way.”

“Nicole”, the redhead replied, accepting the other person’s hand in her own, letting the handshake linger for a little longer than maybe necessary. This was the first time she was touching them… Waves… and she wanted to thoroughly take in every single second of contact. She was already familiar with the power of their mere presence, so it didn’t come as a surprise that this touch felt electric to Nicole.

Eventually though, she did let go, and they started walking side by side, talking about spirits and nature. Nicole shared her recent discovery of being able to draw energy from trees, and how grateful she was for it, and Waves gave her a short summary of their own journey of self-discovery, of letting go, not just of their old self, but society’s antiquated ways, and of reconnecting with nature by meditation.

“I wish I could meditate, you know”, Nicole stated with a regretful little sigh. “I tried, but I can’t seem to find the calm.”

Waves tilted their head, their forehead creased in a confused little frown. “So, what do you think it is you’re doing when you stand by your tree? Wouldn’t you call that meditating?”

“Oh, I…” Nicole chewed on her bottom lip, lost in thought, as she let the comment sink in. “I don’t know. I guess I never thought of it that way.” She paused, facing the brunette. “Touching that tree… it calms me down. It lets me stay in the moment, you know?”

“I do. And I think that’s exactly, what meditation is about.”

“Right.” Nicole huffed out a small breath. “But I need the tree to get there. I always thought meditation is more about staying in your own head, needing nothing but yourself to find the moment.”

Waves gave her a thoughtful nod, and for a while, they walked silently side by side, the only noise caused by the gravel crunching underneath their feet.

“The way I see it, meditation is, whatever you need it to be”, they finally stated. “It’s too personal and private to be flecked with rules. And there’s nothing wrong with needing help and support, ever. So, why not draw it from a tree, right?”

“Right”, Nicole replied. “Why not?”

They shared a smile and continued their walk.

 

XXX

 

The seventeenth time she saw them was mutual.

Last week, they’d agreed to meet up for a shared meditation session. Nicole was curious if she’d be able to reach her moment of peace without the help of her tree, so Waves had encouraged her to try together. So, instead of not-so-randomly bumping into them, Nicole had shown up at a certain time, earlier than usual, to give it a go.

When she arrived, she found Waves sitting right next to her tree, one hand reached out to their side, touching the trunk, their head bent down and their eyes closed in concentration. As quietly as possible, Nicole walked closer, watching the scene in front of her. She sat down opposite Waves, mirroring their position, as her left hand connected with the comfortingly familiar sensation of rough bark against soft skin.

Nicole closed her eyes. The birds were singing, and the wind was playing with the leaves, creating the beautiful complexity of sounds that pulled her in, enveloped her and carried her towards peace. Towards her moment. Only this time, she felt someone’s hand touch her right, resting in her lap. Without breaking out of her moment, she welcomed its warmth. She felt uplifted. Elated. It was like a rush of calm, which seemed contradictory in itself, but she was too happy to ponder the how and why.

Instead, she remained, as she was, basking in the spirit of her tree and Waves’ aura, her heart filled to the brim with satisfaction at her here and now. Energy surged through her veins and her entire body – just as it likely had always done, only that she was finally able to sense it. Her grip on Waves’ hand unwillingly tightened, as she processed, what was happening to her, taking slow, deep breaths, until she’d found a rhythm.

“Waves”, she whispered without looking up.

“I’m here. What do you need?”, came the silent reply.

“Can I hold both of your hands now?”

There were no words spoken, as Waves complied, audibly sliding their right hand along the bark to seek out Nicole’s left. The redhead enveloped the offered hand and lowered them both, resting them right beside their counterparts between their laps.

She smiled. The connection to her tree had been severed, but she didn’t feel any loss.

They remained like this for a while, enjoying the stillness of the moment, as the world around them kept turning.

When Nicole opened her eyes, she was met with Waves’ watchful gaze. The sparkles within it spoke of happiness… and possibly a tiny bit of mischief. It was the first time she saw their eyes from close up, and she was immediately fascinated by their intriguing colour. Was it green? Grey? Brown? No. And yes. All of those colours, and none of them. Maybe there just wasn’t a name for it, and maybe there didn’t have to be.

“Hi”, Nicole said.

“Hi”, Waves echoed. “How are you feeling?”

“I don’t know yet”, Nicole answered honestly. “It was powerful, so I think I’ll need some time to process, but…” She paused, giving Waves a confident smile. “I know it was good.”

“Good”, Waves stated.

They kept holding hands, a quiet understanding between them that one of them would let go once it was time. Which it wasn’t yet. Nicole let her eyes roam all over Waves’ features, shamelessly exploiting their closeness to take in every tiny detail. She felt like she could, with them. There hadn’t been a single moment of awkwardness between the two of them since day one, which gave her the confidence to follow her needs. She was fascinated once more by how easy it was to be near this human being. She felt like there were no barriers in between them – nothing to hold them back, yet a mutual respect so deep that there wasn’t a shred of doubt in Nicole’s mind that neither would do anything without the other’s explicit consent.

Which was why in this moment, she made a decision. She felt like openness was key in this carefully blooming relationship, and she needed to get this off her chest.

“Waves”, she started. “There’s something I need to tell you. Something personal.”

“Okay.”

She took a deep breath. “Since the first time I saw you, I felt that you were special. To me. Somehow.” Waves smiled shyly, but remained quiet, so Nicole continued: “You seem to be resting so deeply within your own soul, that I feel nothing I say could ever sway you. I feel like I can tell you anything, because there won’t be any judgment nor fear. Like you’re safe.” Nicole’s eyes flickered down to Waves’ lips and back up. She swallowed. “Like I could tell you that I’ve been wanting to kiss you since day one, and it wouldn’t be a big deal…” Nicole lowered her gaze, suddenly bashful about the bold openness of her statement. “Because it isn’t”, she quietly continued, a small smile gracing her lips.

It was true. A strange feeling of certainty tugged at her heartstrings. She didn’t expect anything from the human sitting opposite her. They’d already given her so much, and she felt truly content. So much so that if she never saw them again after today, it would be okay. The insight gave her the confidence to look up into Waves’ eyes, and sure enough, there was neither judgment nor fear in their gaze. Only warmth.

“I just needed you to know”, Nicole added with a small shrug, offering another smile.

Waves nodded softly and squeezed the redhead’s hands. It wasn’t a kiss nor an answer, but Nicole didn’t mind. Because being here with the brunette was all she needed. It was good. It was enough.

 

XXX

 

The twenty-sixth time she saw them was outside her apartment door.

“Hi”, Waves greeted her with their signature shy smile that Nicole couldn’t help but reciprocate.

“Hi”, she said brightly.

The redhead’s heart swelled at the sight in front of her. Waves was wearing one of their comfortable-looking oversized hoodies above faded and baggy blue jeans. Their feet were as sockless as ever, but enveloped in a pair of light, sand-coloured sandals. They were a little nervously fidgeting with the baseball cap resting on their head.

God, you’re beautiful, Nicole thought and lowered her gaze to hide her giddy grin, before stepping out of the way to let her guest into the apartment.

“Make yourself at home”, she said after closing the door and pointed at a couple of large beanbags resting on the floor on either side of a low table. “The food’s almost done. Would you like a drink?”

“Water’s fine, thank you”, Waves replied, nodding their head in the direction of the fully decked-out table.

“Alright, I won’t be a minute.”

When Nicole returned from the kitchen, two steaming plates in her hands, she found Waves standing in front of a bookshelf, closely inspecting some photo frames resting there. She placed the food on the table and stepped closer. “Those are my friends, Jeremy and Robin”, she explained.

“They look happy”, Waves said with a soft smile and put the frame back down. “I hope this is okay”, they added a little sheepishly, pointing at the display. “I’m kind of magically drawn to people’s photos, and I tend to get a little too lost in them sometimes.”

“They are happy”, Nicole confirmed. “Got engaged four months ago, actually… And yes, it’s totally okay”, she continued with a smile. “I did tell you to make yourself at home, and I meant it.” She jerked her chin in the direction of the dinner table. “You hungry?”

Waves rolled their eyes and placed a hand on their belly. “Starving.”

They sat down and enjoyed dinner, exchanging stories about friends and work, and before they knew it, the food was gone, and two hours had passed. Nicole was slouched in her beanbag, holding a glass in her hand and finding herself utterly relaxed.

“I love this”, she said with a sleepy sigh. “You, here with me, just… existing.”

“Me too”, Waves replied, their eyes showing their usual sparkle, which was multiplied by the candles Nicole had lit when dusk hit. The warm, flickering light danced on Waves’ face and she found herself getting lost in those eyes once again. The two had quickly got closer after their first shared meditation session weeks ago, now regularly meeting up in the park to meditate or just chat, and a few days ago, Nicole had felt ready to invite Waves over to her place.

“You are so beautiful”, she whispered with a faint, dreamy smile, her head tilted sideways, so that her cheek was right beside her shoulder. Waves shyly bowed their head, but didn’t avoid her gaze for long. “It’s true”, Nicole added with a small shrug. “I just have to say it every now and then. Is that okay?”

“Yes, that’s okay”, Waves replied.

“Good.” Nicole’s lazy grin widened, as she watched Waves’ expression change. They seemed to be thinking about something, but Nicole knew, they’d tell her when they were ready to. So, she used the silence to re-focus on their features, letting her eyes wander along their forehead and down their nose, caressing their skin in her mind, as she imagined kissing each and every one of their freckles. She was still in awe at how content she was with just fantasising. Ever since her confession a few weeks ago, Waves hadn’t made a move, and by now, Nicole was pretty sure that they weren’t interested in her that way. And to her utter astonishment, she was completely okay with that. She just needed them in her life, in whichever way they were willing to offer. Everything else was secondary.

“Nic?” The quiet voice pulled the redhead out of her reverie. Waves had sat up, straightening their back, as if they were about to say something important.

Nicole put her glass away and stretched her legs, shaking herself out of her dreamy state to fully focus on the person sitting opposite her. Waves was chewing on their lower lip, so Nicole waited.

“I think I’m ready”, they said. “For us to go further, I mean. If you want to.” Nicole’s eyes widened in surprise, and she opened her mouth to say something, but Waves lifted their hand to stop her. “But before that, there’s something I need to say to you.”

Nicole closed her mouth and gave them a warm smile, trying to ignore the very prominent butterflies swarming her stomach. “Okay”, she simply said.

Waves took a deep breath. “So, this may come across as a bit strange, but I see the way you look at me, and…” They interrupted to close their eyes and refocus, before continuing: “I need you to understand that I’m not some larger-than-life ethereal angel, but a regular human with flaws, who makes mistakes, just like everyone else.” They shook their head, and Nicole slowly exhaled a breath she didn’t notice she’d been holding in. “What I mean is… please don’t put me on a pedestal? I don’t want it, and I don’t belong there. I belong right, where you are. Where everyone belongs.”

Nicole frowned and tilted her head. She had a hunch, why Waves had felt the need to say these things out loud, and they had a point, but she knew their worry was unfounded. “I do understand, and I’m not”, she assured emphatically. “But”, she added, giving them an intense look, “you are extraordinary. It’s like…” Nicole caught their usual shy smile and paused, searching for the right words. “It’s like I can see your spirit, Waves. And that’s… well, uncommon, to say the least. Fact is, your aura is powerful. And that may take a little time to process… you know, for some people.” She gave them a small wink, before continuing with a smirk: “Plus, you’re just really, really hot.”

Waves gave an amused snort, and the tension evaporated. They got up from the beanbag and looked down at Nicole. “So…”, they started with a mischievous smile.

The redhead got to her feet as well and stepped into the brunette’s personal space. “So…?”

Waves looked down at Nicole’s hands and gently caressed their backs, before facing her. “I recall you informing me of something involving your lips… and mine?” Their gaze flickered down to her mouth.

Nicole enveloped Waves’ hands with hers and hovered her mouth in front of theirs. “Yes…”, she whispered. Her senses were on high alert, as she felt her partner’s breath on her face. The butterflies had returned as soon as she’d touched the brunette’s skin.

“So, what exactly did you have in mind?”, Waves teased, the smirk in their voice evident.

Oh, god, Nicole thought, the anticipation of her own little game killing her. “This”, she breathed, closing the small gap and finally claiming the lips she’d craved since the first time she laid eyes on them.

They felt so much like she’d imagined them to… and more. Nicole’s breathing grew heavy, as they carefully, slowly moved against each other. She left the pace entirely to Waves, perfectly content with feeling their mouth like this for all eternity… until they darted their tongue out to taste her lower lip, and Nicole’s throat produced a greedy groan. “Waves…”, she growled, her hands automatically tightening their grip, as the brunette’s breathing intensified to their tongues’ sensual dance.

Minutes later, they parted, panting hard, and Waves searched their lover’s eyes for any hints she was willing to give. Nicole complied immediately, putting every last bit of desire into her gaze and underlining it with a low growl. “I want you so badly”, she hummed, her hands clasping at the fabric of Waves’ hoodie, as she waited for their reply.

“Then take me to bed”, they said, leaning in once more to place a small kiss on the corner of Nicole’s mouth. The redhead bit her lip, and she let go of Waves, taking their hand and leading them to her bedroom.

She stopped next to the bed and waited, her gaze ceaselessly trained on Waves’ face. The brunette looked up at her, as they slowly unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall open, before descending upon her chest, licking, biting and nibbling all over Nicole’s skin. The redhead relished in the feeling of their mouth on her, burying both hands in their hair, as she pressed their head against her chest.

“Fuck!”, Nicole exclaimed as she felt her bra clasp come loose and hot lips wrap around a nipple. “Fuck, yes.” Her knees started to buckle, but Waves held her steady, as they avidly devoured her breasts. Nicole whimpered and moaned, her head spinning into overdrive as she tried to process, what was happening to her. She’d wanted this for so long… wanted to feel this human, their hands, their lips, and their body.

“Waves…” She gently tugged at their hair to make them face her. “I… I need to see you.”

The brunette placed a last kiss on each breast, earning a hiss from Nicole, and took a small step back, as they bit their lip. But before they could get rid of their top, Nicole stopped them. “No, wait… let me… please?”

They nodded, and Nicole swallowed thickly. She placed her hands on Waves’ sides and let them glide underneath the material, pushing it up and further up, until she reached bare skin. “Oh…”, she breathed, lingering there for a while, before going higher and higher, slowly revealing a tight-fitting light green tank top. Finally, Waves lifted their arms, and Nicole dropped the hoodie to the floor, welcoming the sight of bare shoulders.

“Fuck, you’re so…” She couldn’t think of the right words, so she opted for the next best thing, leaning down to re-capture those wonderful lips, while her hands explored Waves’ sides, gliding up and down, and finally slipping underneath the last piece of garment shielding her view. She broke the kiss and watched Waves’ face as she caressed upwards towards their breasts, until she reached the underside and inhaled sharply. “So soft…”, she whispered. Waves’ eyes fluttered shut, as they licked their lips, and Nicole was enthralled. She desperately wanted to unveil her lover’s body, but she also needed to go slowly.

Stepping behind them, she nuzzled their hair and softly ghosted her fingertips over bare shoulders, all the way down their arms and back up, creating goosebumps in the process. Waves turned their head to the side, but left their eyes closed, deeply enjoying Nicole’s treatment. The redhead started kissing down their neck, taking her sweet time to savour each taste, as her hands wandered down their sides to sneak underneath their top once more. This time, she went further up than before, seeking out Waves’ breasts and finally cupping both of them, as she grazed quickly hardening nipples.

“Nicole…”, came the breathy reaction, as Waves reached one hand up to hold their lover’s head in place and squeezed her arm with the other. A moan escaped Nicole’s mouth at the sounds Waves was making, and she searched for their lips, locking them in a passionate kiss, while her hands kept on kneading the soft flesh of their breasts, gently pinching their pebbled nipples. Waves moaned into her mouth, their hand now buried in red hair, pulling her ever closer.

Nicole couldn’t wait any longer. Leaving her lover’s breasts for just a minute, she broke the kiss and grabbed the fabric of their top to pull it over their head. Then, she stepped back around to admire the view. Waves was a vision. So beautiful. And now, Nicole wanted it all. Licking her lips, she reached for the brunette’s jeans to open them and letting them fall to the floor. Waves stepped out of them and immediately proceeded to rid Nicole of hers.

Wearing nothing but their underpants, they wrapped their arms around one another and reconnected their lips, as they pressed their breasts together. Their kiss was slow, yet greedy, both of them breathing heavily, as they continued exploring the other one’s body with their hands. Waves had quickly returned to Nicole’s breasts, teasing the tips, while the redhead was caressing her lover’s thighs, just below their underwear.

When they broke apart, Nicole was met with darkened irises underneath half-closed eyelids. She let her thumb brush past the fabric of Waves’ underpants and returned their ensuing smirk. “My legs are jello”, she informed her lover, whose grin grew even broader.

“We better lie down then”, they said. “But first…” Waves held her gaze, as they let their hands wander to the seam of Nicole’s underwear and pushed it down, dropping it to the floor. “Mmh”, they hummed, licking their lips as their gaze locked on the redhead’s centre.

But before they could get too dangerously close, Nicole tugged at their arms, pulling them back to full height, before repeating their previous action and ridding them of their last piece of clothing. “Mmh indeed”, she husked, quickly dipping a finger in between Waves’ folds to steal a taste.

The brunette watched her with hooded eyes as she luxuriously wrapped her lips around her finger to lick it clean. “Fuck…”, they breathed. “Talk about jello legs…”

Nicole flashed them a mischievous smile and took their hands to pull them with her, as she walked backwards, until her legs hit the bed. She crawled onto the mattress, closely followed by her lover, who immediately proceeded to straddle her hips. Nicole couldn’t take her eyes off Waves’ stunning body. “Fuck, you’re sexy”, she husked and reached out to cup the brunette’s breasts. “So fucking hot…”, she added, closing her eyes as she relished in the sensation of immaculate softness.

Waves started grinding against Nicole, their breathing picking up speed, their gaze transfixed on her face.

The redhead was entranced, all her focus on the gorgeous human in her bed. She let her hands wander, going with her instincts as she explored Waves’ soft breasts, lean stomach, firm sides and strong thighs. She stared at the area between their legs and the wet spot on her own abdomen growing larger with each grinding movement. Waves seemed to be as lost in their lovemaking as Nicole was, so she carefully moved her hands back up, aiming for their core.

Ever so slowly, she let her fingertips glide through wiry brunette curls, keeping her eyes on Waves’ face to catch every tiny reaction. The smallest of nods gave Nicole green light, and she immediately sank two fingertips into slick wetness, framing their clit in the process.

“Ah!”, Waves growled, throwing their head back, as they clawed at Nicole’s skin and intensified their grinding.

The redhead started rubbing in circles, relishing in the feeling of Waves’ hard clit and delicious arousal against her fingers. Alternating between slow and quick paces, she had Waves worked up in no time and watched in awe as they were passionately moving their body.

God, I want to fuck you, Nicole thought to herself and bit her lip. Of course, she didn’t yet know, what Waves liked, so she opted for the careful approach, sliding her fingers lower and back up and lower again, until she reached their entrance. Waves opened their eyes, the sparkle in them telling Nicole all she needed to know. They lifted their midsection to give their lover more room, and the redhead reacted immediately, pushing her middle finger deep inside.

“Fuck!”, Waves cried out. “Yes… more, baby”, they added, and Nicole’s head almost exploded at the term of endearment. Quickly collecting herself, she pushed another finger inside, her heart jumping at Waves’ delighted cry. They were so open that Nicole let a third one follow, deliciously filling them up, as she moved her free hand to carefully lift the hood from Waves’ clit and using her other thumb to resume rubbing.

It didn’t take long for them to reach the peak. Nicole felt their insides twitch, picking up the pace of her circling thumb, as Waves looked down, mesmerised by their lover’s magical fingers. “Fuck, I’m gonna come”, they pressed forth.

“Fuck, yes, baby”, Nicole whimpered, completely entranced by her lover’s quickly approaching orgasm. “Come for me. Fuck, I can feel your pussy. You feel so fucking good…”

“Ah… ah… NICOLE!” Waves screamed, as they came, their fingers painfully digging into the skin of Nicole’s upper arms. But she didn’t mind. She was too distracted, watching in fascination, as the brunette rode out their intense climax, before they let themself collapse forward onto her body.

Waves lifted her hips for a second, so that Nicole could pull out her fingers and then claimed her lips, engaging them in a slow, languid kiss.

“Fuck, that was good”, they purred when they broke apart.

“Mhm”, Nicole hummed in reply. “So good.”

Waves hovered their face right above Nicole’s, giving her a wide smile, and the redhead cupped their face. “God, you’re gorgeous”, she said, caressing their cheek and shaking her head in incredulous amazement.

“So are you, you know”, the brunette replied and bent down to nuzzle her nose. They sank into another kiss, and Waves let their hand wander once again, finding a breast, grazing the hard tip and massaging the soft mound. Nicole moaned into their mouth and involuntarily bucked her hips.

Waves smiled against her lips and ground into their lover. The redhead moaned even louder, her hands holding on tightly to the brunette’s back, when she felt them slide downwards, leaving a trail of kisses along her neck and down between her breasts. Nicole’s eyes followed their every move, as her hips undulated on auto-pilot, watching them watch her as they took a nipple in their mouth. She breathed heavily and forced herself to keep her eyes open, holding Waves’ gaze, as they parted their lips to let their tongue dart out, making a show of what they were doing to her.

“Fuck”, Nicole husked, letting her hands run through Waves’ hair to hold their head in place, as they alternated between sides. Slowly, but surely, the brunette was licking and nibbling their way down, eventually leaving Nicole’s breasts, kissing all over her stomach and then positioning themself between her legs. The redhead looked down on her body, her gaze fixated on Waves’, as they once again showed their tongue and, without breaking eye contact, licked from just above her entrance all the way up her slit. Nicole’s eyes rolled back into her head, and she sank into the pillow with a deep moan, her hands gripping fistfuls of sheets. Her hips bucked into the brunette’s face, and her legs spread wider.

Waves wrapped their arms around Nicole’s thighs and buried their face in her pussy, moaning as they tasted copious wetness. Nicole whimpered and groaned, helplessly grinding into her lover’s mouth, desperate to gain enough friction for a quick release. But Waves clearly was having none of that, as they let their tongue slide up and down her outer and inner lips, only ever ghosting the tip over her throbbing clit, getting her ever hotter, until she felt almost delirious with lust.

“Waves…”, she whimpered, laboriously lifting her head to face the brunette. “Fuck, baby, please, fuck me… I need you inside me—aaahyesss!” Her cry reverberated from the walls, as Waves entered her hot core with two fingers, deliciously fucking her deep and hard. “Ah, ah, ah!”, Nicole cried, meeting their every forceful thrust, as she felt her climax approach. Her insides twitched violently around Waves’ pumping digits, and then, their mouth was suddenly back on her, right on her clit this time, sucking hard, as their tongue relentlessly worked their magic.

Seconds later, Nicole came with a scream, wildly bucking her hips into her lover’s face and roughly pulling at the sheets. The orgasm went on and on, and Waves kept on licking and fucking her all through it, until her body stilled and went limp.

“Fuuuck…”, Nicole moaned, her midsection still luxuriously moving, as the last twitches inside her core subsided. She lazily opened her eyes and was met with a wide smile. “That was amazing”, she said.

Waves’ grin grew mischievous, as they let one finger slide out, but slowly kept moving in and out, searching Nicole’s face for any opposition. “You feel so good”, they purred, placing a kiss on her mound and peppering her stomach with some more.

Nicole smirked, meeting their slow thrusts and licking her lips. “So do you”, she said, “stay inside me, but come up here. I want to kiss you.” Waves adjusted their position and did as told, leaving a trail of small pecks all over Nicole’s torso, before they reached her lips and leaned down, as they resumed their slow movements between the redhead’s legs.

Immediately, Nicole pushed her tongue down Waves’ throat, greedily kissing them and kneading their breasts, as she basked in their exquisite thrusts. “Waves…”, she moaned, repeating the name over and over again, as they ceaselessly worked her towards another release. Nicole moaned deeply, when they re-inserted a second finger and probingly flicked their thumb against her clit, urgently grinding into their hand to signal them how ready she was. Bit by bit, Waves picked up the pace, letting their thumb brush her clit with every other thrust, slowly at first, then faster, until they were flicking it at lightning speed.

Nicole was focussed completely on the sensations between her legs now, her clit throbbing with need, each delicious touch pushing her closer to the brink, until she had to break the kiss. She wanted to look into Waves’ eyes when she came, and the brunette seemed to understand. “Baby, I’m coming”, Nicole whimpered, her forehead creased in a frown, as she held onto her lover like a drowning woman.

Waves held her gaze, thrusting harder. “Come for me, Nic”, they spurred her on. “Come all over me.”

It was the last push she’d needed. “Waves…”, she cried, “Waves… fuck, yes… WAVES!” Nicole’s orgasm washed over her like a tsunami, and she threw her head into the pillow, arching her back in rapture, as she luxuriated in each intense ripple. Slowly, slowly, she came back down to earth, vaguely registering Waves pulling out of her and covering her body with theirs.

“God…”, she sighed, grabbing her lover’s hips and engaging them in yet another deep kiss. “Damn, you’re good at that”, she purred, when they parted, coaxing forth a chuckle and bashful smile from Waves. Nicole softly caressed their face with her thumb and placed a small, lingering kiss on the corner of their mouth. “And so fucking hot”, she breathed, her hands wandering down to Waves’ arse, as she bucked her hips up to press her sex against theirs.

The brunette growled, grinding down and letting out a moan.

“Sit on my face, baby”, Nicole whispered and watched Waves’ eyes flutter shut with arousal.

“Fuck, yes”, they sighed pushing themself into a sitting position and moving up, until their calves were resting on either side of Nicole’s face.

Wetness was seeping out of Waves’ pussy, and the redhead licked her lips at the view. She took a firm hold of her lover’s butt and pulled them closer to her face, sticking out her tongue to venture a first taste. “So good…”, she whispered and then finally buried her face in between soft folds, as Waves carefully lowered their midsection down.

Nicole closed her eyes to relish only in the taste and smell of her lover’s sex. In slow, languid strokes, she cleaned Waves of their arousal, licking up and down, first along their outer, then their inner lips. The brunette’s breathing grew heavier, their hips grinding into Nicole, who was carefully avoiding their clit. She wanted to drag this out for as long as possible and finally opened her eyes to watch Waves’ reactions.

Their arms were resting on the headboard, and their head was thrown back, as they slowly moved up and down in synch with Nicole’s licks. Fascinated, the redhead observed Waves’ twitching abs and gently swaying breasts, unsure if she’d ever seen anything this beautiful in her life. With a soft moan, she flicked her tongue across her lover’s pearl, and Waves let out a low groan, their hips automatically jerking forward. They opened their eyes and looked down, their gaze piercing Nicole’s, as if trying to cheer her on.

Nicole understood. Again and again, she licked Waves’ hard clit, basking in the sounds emerging from their throat, as their hips kept up with her tongue’s quickening movements. She felt their body tense and tightened the grip on their arse to firmly hold them in place.

“Fuck…”, Waves husked, their arm muscles flexing as they held onto the thin bars of the headboard. “Nicole, I’m… fuck, you’re gonna make me come…” The redhead’s gaze was glued to Waves’ now; under no circumstances did she want to miss, what was about to happen. Picking up the pace one last time, she flicked her tongue at lightning speed, as Waves’ movements became erratic, and they came. “Yes, baby… lick my pussy… Nicole… oh… goooood, yessss…” Waves’ cries reverberated all through the room, and Nicole felt her own pussy twitch at the sounds.

When the brunette’s body relaxed, she slowed down, carefully circling their clit to coax forth a few last tremors.

Waves welcomed it, continuing to undulate their hips, until their centre was too sensitive, and they climbed back down to lie next to Nicole. The redhead rolled over to bury her face in the crook of Waves’ neck.

“Fuck, that was good”, she whispered and kissed the soft skin below their ear.

“Oh, yes”, the brunette purred, cuddling closer. “I gotta say, I love doing that with you.”

Nicole chuckled quietly. “Almost as much as meditating?”, Nicole quipped with a wink in her voice, and Waves laughed.

“Almost.”

“Well, in that case, maybe we should do it again sometime…”

“I think I’d like that very much.”

Something in Waves’ voice made Nicole look up and search their eyes. They were smiling their usual warm smile, that so beautifully creased the corners of their mouth and eyes. Only their sparkle was different… more intense than Nicole had ever seen it before. She pressed her face against their neck and smiled.

“Me too”, she whispered.

Notes:

I hope you enjoyed my little experiment. Do let me know if you did and please be gentle with any constructive criticism. Much love, and see you next time!