One night with her

by Withat

Summary:

The one where Waverly Earp just broke up with her boyfriend, she's lost all confidence and Nicole is here to help her regain that.

Notes:

Welcome back to this short one ! I really liked writing this one hope you'll be in for it

Chapter 1

“Oh, babygirl, I'm glad to see you out of your room! Come join us, have a beer!” 

Wynonna, Waverly's older sister, calls out to her little sister as she sees her coming out of her room from outside the house while she's sunbathing with her best friend Nicole.  

 

“I'm good, thanks,” replies the brunette to her sister.

 

Waverly opens the fridge to get something to eat, the two women watching her from outside.

“Come on, Waves, are you going to stay in your room all summer?”

 

“Mmm,” she replies simply, closing the fridge's door, grabbing some chips, before returning to her room.

 

Wynonna rolls her eyes and turns her face toward the sun, under the gaze of her best friend. 

 

“Aren't you going to insist? She's been in her room for weeks. It's too beautiful today to stay inside.”

 

“I know, believe me, I've tried, but ever since she found out that her stupid ex cheated on her, she's been locked in her room and refused to come out.” 

 

“This guy is an idiot. I'd rather die than cheat on a girl like your sister,” says Nicole, also turning back toward the sun, looking for more sunscreen to put on because her skin burns easily under the sunlight. 

 

“Maybe that's what she needs,” says Wynonna, suggesting something Nicole isn't sure she understands. 

 

“What do you mean?”

 

Wynonna turned to Nicole to speak seriously. “Someone like you, you're confident, and God knows that idiot Champ destroyed her confidence by cheating on her and probably treating her like shit all these years. I fucking hate him.” She paused briefly, and Nicole nodded agreeing Champ was a complete idiot.

 

“But you, Haught, you're loyal, clearly in love with my little sister for years… she needs someone who would rather die than lose her. You know, just to prove to her that this is how she should be treated, how she deserves t o be treated.”

 

“Okay, and how do I get your very straight, very shy, very ‘always in her room’ sister to agree to go out with me?” She laughed, yes, she likes Waverly, she's known her for years, they met in high school when Waverly was only 15, they've been friends for over 10 years now, but when Waverly started dating Champ three years ago, Nicole realized she would never have a chance with her, because Waverly was clearly straight and apparently have a thing for stupid men. 

Nicole didn't stand a chance.

 

“Waverly lacks self-confidence, but you, on the contrary, have it in spades.” Nicole grinned, she was indeed confident, mainly because she was attractive and knew it, but also because she was intelligent, kind, and thoughtful. She wasn't perfect, but she knew her worth, and that was also what Wynonna loved about her best friend, she didn't need to be comforted in every situation, and Wynonna was the same. She appreciated that their friendship wasn't just about crying over boys and girls. 

 

“Even though the idea of the two of you together disgusts me, I'm almost certain you're the only one who deserves her,” she said sincerely. Nicole raised her eyebrows in surprise “Really?”

 

“Yes, I mean, you fancy her so much that if you ever had the chance to date her, I'm sure you would never hurt her, never leave her, never cheat on her, and do everything you could to make her happy.” 

 

“Of course,” said Nicole with dreamy eyes. Even though she knew nothing could ever happen between her and Waverly, her crush on her had never really gone away, and the idea of having her like that still made her heart race.

 

“So, you should date my sister,” Wynonna said simply before turning back toward the sun.

 

Nicole laughs “I don't know if you've noticed, but your sister is straight and...”

“So it's pasta until it's wet,” Wynonna interrupts, making the redhead laugh. 

“OK Tumblr quote, I'm not your sister's type, she would never go out with me, but I can go talk to her if you think my excessive self-confidence might be contagious. I just want her to feel better, be happy, and enjoy the sun with us,” she said with a smile.

 

“You want to check her out in a bikini?”

 

Nicole turned to her, barely feigning shock at her best friend's remark. “Wynonna, your sister isn't a piece of meat!” She shakes her head faking disappointment, got up, and grabs her sunglasses.

 

“But yes, I would definitely check her out in a bikini,” she said, heading toward the sisters' house.

 

“That's disgusting. I'm too lazy to do it now, but I'll punch you later for saying that,” Wynonna said, giving her best friend the middle finger.

 

---

Waverly was lying on her bed, watching Gilmore Girls for the hundredth time, munching on snacks and covering herself with a blanket in a room that was way too cold for an August Saturday when someone knocked on her door. 

 

"Wynonna, let it go, I don’t want to go out, it’s too hot, I’d rather stay here under the air conditioning," she mumbled, her face half-crushed in the pillow laying on her stomach. 

 

"It's Nicole, can I come in?" Waverly sat up instantly. Nicole never came to her room; she usually spent all day outside, sunbathing her perfect skin, exposing her perfect body while drinking beer with her best friend, Waverly thought.

She paused the show on her laptop and replied, "Sure."

 

The door slowly opens and Nicole's perfect face appears. 

"Hey" she says, stepping forward to open the door wider. Waverly looks down and sees her half-naked body entering her room. That green bikini makes her hair look even redder than usual. The woman removes her sunglasses, Waverly has to clear her throat to remind herself that she is currently staring at her sister's best friend. 

But also, Nicole was really attractive, the kind of physic that you can't detach your eyes from. Waverly's dream body, tall, strong, with 0% body fat.

 

"hey, what's up?" she says, sitting down on her bed and covering her body with her large shirt. 

Nicole is almost certain she has never seen anyone so attractive without even trying, but that's not the point. The redhead instantly refocuses to answer the brunette's question.

 

"Um, I was wondering... Is it because I'm here that you don't want to go out? I know I come here a lot, mainly because my air conditioning isn't working at home and Wynonna begs me to come here every morning, but I can tell her no. This is your house too, it's normal you don't want your sister's best friend always around, especially if you want to hang out half naked."

 

Waverly frowned.

"I mean in a swimsuit, not half naked naked , but you know, because it's so hot outside," she sounded nervous, why was she nervous? Nicole was never nervous, she thought.

 

"No, Nicole, I don't mind you being here... I don't really like showing off my body anyway, I prefer to stay inside," she said with a smile, but Nicole noticed how fake that smile was.

 

"not a friend of the sun?" she said, looking around the dark room. 

 

"No, it's just that I don't like my body, I can't walk around in a bikini like you do," she said, laughing, pointing to Nicole's body in front of her.

 

"Why not? I'm sure your body is perfect under those big shirts," she said laughing, as if Waverly just said the most stupid thing.
Waverly smiled softly but simply shrugged.
"yeah not at all" she chuckles, but this time her voice was not amused. 

 

Nicole raised her eyebrows and moved closer to Waverly, boldly sitting down on her bed next to her, understanding that Waverly was actually serious.

 

"You don't think you're hot?" she asks sincerely, surprised, and this time Waverly laughs openly "Oh God, no! My ex-boyfriend kept reminding me of that, and he ended up cheating on me, so I guess I'm not, no." 

 

Nicole was confused at first, then frankly horrified when she realised what Waverly just said to her. What the hell?

 

"Wait, your ex is a piece of shit, but really? you know you're attractive, you don't need him to tell you to believe it right??" 

 

"Nicole, please stop, you don't need to try to cheer me up, I'm-" said Waverly, noticing that Nicole was clearly trying to compliment her to make her forget what Champs had done or said in the past. 

 

"I'm not trying to cheer you up, Waves, you're literally gorgeous, probably the most beautiful woman I've ever met," she said sincerely, but Waverly couldn't believe a single word she was saying. She knew she always wore loose-fitting clothes, she thought she was too skinny, and not in a good way, that her breast was too big compared to the rest of her body, and that she was too short, she really didn't like it at all. 

 

"Okay, don't you have anything better to do?" She didn't like Nicole coming into her room to say stupid things, making her believe she was pretty when her ex clearly treated her as if she wasn't. 

 

Nicole moved even closer to her, until she was practically sharing the same air as the other woman. 

 

"No, I don't have anything better to do. I can't let you believe you're not attractive just because some stupid boy man treated you like crap for years. What did he say to you all that time to make you think you're anything but sexy as fuck?’"

 

A blush appeared on Waverly's face without her even realising it. Nicole had called her sexy twice now, and she really didn't know what to make of that information. So she focused on her question.

 

"Well first he cheated on me, so clearly he did find another girl hotter than me."

 

" Idiot. ok next" said Nicole, while Waverly rolled her eyes but continued; 

 

"He told me not to eat too much because I gained weight easily, but he also said he didn't like feeling my ribs under his hands when we had sex. I was either too fat or too skinny. He said the wrinkles around my eyes when I smiled too much made me look older. So I ended up stopping smiling around him. When I told him his words were hurting me, he said he was just telling the truth and that if I wasn't happy, I should just leave, but that no one else would want to date a girl like me. I know he was an idiot, but he repeated it so many times that it's stuck in my head now. Urgh, I hate him," she said, frustrated.
She didn't know why she was suddenly confessing all this to Nicole; The last thing she wanted was for the redhead to look at her the way Champ used to.

 

Nicole's hand moved up to her face, placing a finger under her chin to lift her head and eyes so that she would look at her. 

The gesture was gentle “Look at me.” 

Waverly obeyed and saw everything in Nicole's eyes: her anger at Champ for saying all that, anger that Waverly believed his words, but then her eyes softened.

"He's an asshole, and you shouldn't spend another second thinking he was right. You, Waverly Earp, are the sexiest, most beautiful woman I've ever seen, anyone would be lucky to have you. I'd kill to date you, and I'm a lesbian, so I know a thing or two about beautiful women, trust me," she said chuckling. For a second, Waverly's brain froze on the single piece of information: Nicole would kill to date her? The sexy redhead, her sister's best friend, older, cooler, the nicest person ever, would be interested in dating her ?

 

"I- uh, you don't have to say that.."  Waverly says, a small smile erupting on her lips unconsciously, as Nicole's eyes never left hers. 

 

"I don't have to . I mean it. Don't waste any more time on him, please, move on, go on dates, sleep with someone else, find a guy who'll be willing to prove to you how beautiful you are over and over again for one night, go to a bar and get good sex ! I'm pretty sure Champ the chump was pretty bad at it"

 

"he really was" she laughs, 

 

“I knew it, I told you, idiot, he had the chance to sleep with you and he didn't even do it the right way, what a piece of shit.” Nicole was really annoyed by his behavior, Waverly was still very confused, what was Nicole implying when she said he had the chance?

 

“Oh no, I'm not the type to go out looking for a hookup.” 

 

"Why not? Waves, you're gorgeous! Please, at least get out of your room, go to a club, dance with a guy, wear a bikini, eat as many cheeseburgers as you want, gain weight, lose weight, look at yourself in the mirror, please yourself, you deserve to enjoy your body in many many ways. You are also so much more than your body, prove that bastard wrong and go live your life without him." 

 

Nicole laughs and says she can't believe she had to convince Waverly that she was beautiful when all she had to do was to simply look in the mirror.

 

Nicole was about to leave when Waverly grabbed her hand to stop her. Nicole looked down at their clasped hands and was pleasantly surprised when Waverly didn't let go. 

 

"Can I ask you a question?" she said hesitating. 

Nicole smiled "sure?" 

 

“Would you... would you sleep with me?” What she meant was: “Would a girl like you be interested in a girl like me?” But Nicole's heart immediately started racing. 

 

She stood up to face the brunette, still holding her hand. Waverly's eyes met the abs in front of her, and she had to force herself to look away.

So instead, she looked up.  

 

“Is that a question or an invitation?” she asked with a smirk, and Waverly clearly didn’t know which it was, because she was suddenly up for both.  

 

She couldn’t answer, and luckily for her, Nicole continued, 

 

“Both answers would be yes anyway,” she said  with a smirk, bringing Waverly's hand to her lips and placing a simple kiss on the back of her hand before letting go with the audacity to wink at her before turning away and leaving the room. 

 

Waverly's eyes fell on her ass, and she wasn't even ashamed to stare intently at the green bottom that barely covered Nicole's swaying hips...

 

Waverly found herself alone in her room, and suddenly, even with the air conditioning on, the air seemed ten times hotter than it had been fifteen minutes earlier. 

 

She couldn't believe that her sister's best friend had come into her room wearing the most indecent bikini to compliment her, practically confessing her desire to be with her, leaving her confused, blushing and hot in many ways. 

But also, suddenly and strangely, more confident than she had ever been before. She stood up, turned off the air conditioning, walked over to her mirror, and took off her oversized shirt.

 

---

 

A few minutes later, with two beers in hand, Nicole returns to her best friend. 

 

“Dude, I didn't tell you to actually fuck my sister here, it's been 20 minutes!” she says, half-serious, half-joking, a little scared that her joke isn't really a joke, and takes the beer Nicole hands her. 

 

“Wyn, if I was having sex with your sister, I wouldn't be back here after only 20 minutes,” she said with a smug smirk.

Wynonna laughed "Damn, how long does lesbian sex last? " 

“It can last for days if we have food and drinks to keep our energy up,” she replied with a shrug. 

“Good for you, buddy”  her best friend said impressed

 

“Thanks.”

 

“So, what did my sister say?” she asks, still curious about the content of their conversation.

 

“Oh, Champ is even more stupid than we thought. She's lost all confidence in herself because of that man-child, and I was just trying to open her eyes to her beauty.” 

 

“And you did that by...?” 

 

“...talking to her? I told you, Wynonna, I could show her for days how attractive she is, but she's not interested in me that way,” she said sadly. 

 

“Well, it looks like you managed to influence her somehow,” Wynonna said with a smile, pushing her sunglasses down to look behind Nicole.

 

The redhead turned around and, as if in slow motion, Waverly approached them, wearing a dark brown bikini that barely covered her ample breasts, a towel in her hand. She grabbed the lounge chair next to Nicole and laid her towel on it. Nicole looks at her, she can feel it, but she doesn't look at her. She simply sits down next to them and Nicole's eyes linger on her ass for a split second before Waverly lies down on it.

 

She turns toward the sun when Wynonna clears her throat “Stop staring at her butt. "  

 

“I'm not !,” she replies, embarrassed, especially since Waverly could hear her.  

 

“You were,” Wynonna and Waverly say at the same time, but the brunette laughs, as if she actually didn't mind.   

 

Nicole chuckles, busted.  

 

 “Sorry... I'm only human,” she whispers, making the two sisters laugh.  

 

“Glad to see you outside, Babygirl” the older sister says turning back to face the sun

 

"Yes, Nicole's right, I can't just let him get into my head and can't spend the whole summer in my room, I need to get out and sleep with someone new, someone who deserves me. Maybe I'll go out tonight."

 

Wynonna choked, looking at Nicole sideways. “You told my little sister to go out and fuck around?”

 

“Well- I mean... she's 25, Wyn, she deserves good sex.”

 

“And where exactly did you tell her to go find it? In seedy bars?”

 

“I didn't- you know I would never tell her that”

 

“That's kind of what you said,” Waverly retorts, not helping Nicole case, who looks at her with her head tilted to one side like to say, seriously?

 

“At least it got her out of her room,” she said, as if that were an excuse. 

 

“Yeah, I'm just surprised you didn't volunteer for the exercise Haught" she smirks, 

"You're missing out, sis. Apparently Nicole can go on for 24 hours with just a Rebull,” she adds. 

 

“What are we even talking about?” Waverly asks, applying sunscreen to her body, while Nicole can't help but watch her hand move over the skin of her shoulders, arms, stomach, chest, and legs... God, her legs ... her long....gorgeous legs. 

 

“Nothing,” Nicole replies immediately, too much of a lesbian mess to continue the conversation. Wynonna rolls her eyes. “I'm going to take a quick shower, so I guess you're coming out with us tonight sis?”

 

"Where are you guys going?" the brunette asks,

"Just Shorty, Doc owns Wynonna free shots, and she needs a driver," she says, pointing at herself. 

 

The two best friends turn to Waverly, waiting for her answer. She looks at them for a minute, knowing that the night can only be fun with these two idiots.

 

“Okay,” she says with a shrug, and the two older women smile brightly.

 

“Great!”

Chapter 2

Summary:

Nicole takes Waverly home.

After 16 shots, Wynonna can't see straight anymore

“Why do you have two heads, babygirl?” 

“I don't actually, maybe we should go home now, don't you think?” says Waverly, caressing her sister's back as she tries to comfort her, turning to Nicole, who nods in agreement with the brunette, while Wynonna frowns. 

“I agree, but honestly, I also think I'm going to throw up in your car, Haught” Wynonna says

“You can take her upstairs. My shift ends in an hour, and I'll take care of her,” Doc offers. His apartment is above the bar, and they've all slept there at some point when they were too drunk to take a taxi home. Doc is like a brother to them, or at least to Waverly and Nicole, because to Wynonna, he's... well, whatever he is, but it's not a sibling relationship, far from it. 

“You don't mind?” Waverly asks.

 “Of course not, darling, here are the keys, do you mind getting her upstairs for me?” he replies, handing his keys to the brunette, who takes them before putting her arm around her sister's waist. Nicole grabs the older brunette on the other side and her arm touches Waverly's.

 

“I'm fine, I just need some fresh air,” Wynonna said, the taste of vomit rising in her mouth.

“Come on, let's go outside for a moment,” said Nicole. 

They take her outside and sit her down on a bench next to the bar. Even though it was the middle of August, the nights in Purgatory were a little chilly. 

Wynonna wrapped her arms around herself, and Nicole immediately took off her own jacket and put it around her best friend. 

Waverly appreciated the gesture, especially because she would have regretted giving her her own jacket and being cold afterwards. 

Although she wouldn't have minded if Nicole had given her her jacket after.

And also because Nicole in a sleeveless shirt was pretty nice to look at.

 

“Thanks, Haught. Can you take Waverly home?”

“Sure,” Nicole replied, looking up at the brunette standing in front of them, and she noticed a slight blush spreading across her face before she smiled back at her.

 

“Will you be okay with Doc?”

 

“I'm pretty sure I'll fall asleep as soon as you get me upstairs.” 

“All right, call me tomorrow so I can come pick you up,” Nicole offers. 

“aaah you're a good friend, Coly,” Wynonna smiles sincerely.

 

“Don't call me Coly.” 

 

“You love it.” 

 

“Are you feeling better?” Nicole asked, rolling her eyes. Wynonna shrugged as Waverly stroked her arms up and down for comfort.

“Come on, let's go upstairs. You'll feel better tomorrow morning.”

Wynonna nodded and pushed into Nicole's shoulder to help her up.

 

The two women take Wynonna upstairs and make sure she is safe and warm in Doc's bed. 

Waverly returns to the bar to give Doc his keys back, kisses him on the cheek to say goodnight, and asks him to call her if anything goes wrong . 

He thanks them and tells them to get home safe before going back to work. 

 

Waverly joins Nicole in the parking lot, where the redhead is waiting for her, leaning against her car. 

“Think she'll be good?” she asks, instinctively opening the passenger door for Waverly to get in.

“Yes, she's fine. I've seen her in worse condition,” she replies, noticing Nicole's gesture. It seems natural for Nicole, but yet Champ never did that for her.

“Good, let's go home,” she says with a smile, then closes the door once Waverly is seated.

 

All night, Waverly thought about what Nicole had said to her earlier that evening. She also thought about the way Nicole looked at her when she joined them outside in a bikini. She had never been one to expose her body, because she hated it most of the time, but this time, she had enjoyed Nicole's gaze.

 

Tonight, she looked at Nicole differently. Of course, she had always found her beautiful, but tonight, she found her attractive and sexy. So sexy in her white shirt under what, she immediately noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. Nicole was so naturally confident that it drove Waverly crazy.

 

She had known she was attracted to women long before Nicole showed her interest, but she had never been with one before; she had never been brave enough and had always thought that no one, except Champ, would want her, let alone her older sister's super sexy best friend.

 

But when Nicole told her all that, she seemed so sincere. Champ had never given her compliments like that; he called her pretty from time to time, probably to get her into bed, but in two years of dating, he had never taken the time to look at her or give her true compliments like Nicole had done today.

 

"where did your head go?" asks the redhead, abruptly pulling her out of her thoughts. 

“Uh, nowhere, I had a great evening, you and Wynonna make a great team, I understand why she loves you so much,” she replies sincerely. She feels like Nicole has always been there for her sister, but she's never really taken the time to spend time with the two of them in their element. She loves their dynamic and finds it quite funny to just enjoy the show they always seem to put on together. Except it wasn't a show, they were just very good friends. 

 

“Yeah?” "

 

“Yes, you're great with her,” she replied. Nicole nodded and looked back at the road ahead.

Silence fell between them once again, and it was Waverly's turn to break it.

 

“Thanks for today, for what you said in my room. I needed that.”

Nicole smiled. “I meant every word, Waves. You're beautiful, and I really hate that your ex made you believe otherwise.”

 

Waverly shrugged her shoulders. She knew Nicole was right. She hated him for that too. She would need time to regain her confidence. 

 

“I know, he's stupid. Sometimes I even wonder why I dated him in the first place.” 

 

“You were in love, and he was probably messing with your head, making you believe you weren't good enough for him and that you'd never find another man who would treat you well, probably always making you feel responsible when you argued, or making you believe you weren't smart enough or pretty enough.”

 

Waverly frowned, but looked at her with admiration. “Were you in the room with us?” She laughed, and Nicole did the same. 

 

"He's a narcissist, that's how they work, from what you've told me and what I saw of him when you were together, I can tell. "

 

“You're good at reading people.”

 

“I'm pretty good at observing, yes, but I've always been jealous of him. He's been lucky enough to have you and treated you like shit, Waves. Believe me, you didn't lose anything. He lose you .” 

 

Waverly turned her head toward Nicole as they approached the Earp house. 

“You were jealous?” she asked, surprised, and Nicole suddenly realized what she had just said. But she had never been the type to hide it.

 

“I mean, yeah, I told you, Waves, you're smoking hot, you're the nicest person I've ever met, and also the smartest, I always felt intimidated by you when you were in the room,” she said sincerely as she parked in the alley in front of the house and turned off the engine. 

 

Waverly blushed deeply, unable to believe that Nicole had actually felt intimidated by her, or by anyone else for that matter.

 

“Shut up,” she said, laughing. 

 

“I'm serious!” Nicole confirmed. “I've always had a crush on you, Waves. I never did anything because I know you're straight, but if you had been even the slightest bit gay, believe me, I would have taken a chance,” she said, laughing. There was nothing wrong with admitting her crush; she knew nothing could ever happen anyway, so why not laugh about it? And if it could boost Waverly's ego just at least a little bit, she'd tell her all day long.

 

Nicole said this in such a casual tone, as if she hadn't just revealed something that would completely change Waverly's life, she was speechless. She wanted to tell Nicole that, first of all, she was a little bit gay, and secondly, if she had known earlier, she might never have gone out with Champ in the first place. 

 

“I...” she began to say when Nicole opened the car door and got out to open Waverly's door. Once again, the brunette appreciated the gesture and smiled internally when Nicole offered her hand to help her out.

 

She got out of the car, Nicole closed the door behind her and walked with her to her house.

 

“It was great having you with us tonight. Thanks for staying sober with me. I would have had a long night if I'd been alone with your drunk sister,” she said with a laugh. Waverly smiled shyly.

 

“I had a great time too, thanks for today, Coly,” she said with a smirk, and the redhead just rolled her eyes.
She bit her lower lip. Nicole was standing there, after a night out, after driving her home and walking her to her door. After confessing that she had had a crush on her for a long time and telling her that she would sleep with her if Waverly asked her to. And frankly, now... Waverly wanted this too. This looked like a first date, and a part of Waverly really likes it.

Then Nicole took her hand and leaned toward her. 

Waverly instantly closed her eyes, and in the next moment, Nicole's lips touched her cheek, leaving a small kiss. 

 

“Good night, Waves.”

Waverly immediately opened her eyes and gazed into Nicole's, which suddenly seemed beautiful.

“G'night, Nic,” she whispered, and Nicole let go of her hand, stepping back until she was far enough away that she wouldn't be tempted to kiss her for real this time.

 

But Nicole's dimples appeared, and she knew she'd want that from now on. She opened the door and took one last look at Nicole getting into her car and closing the door.

She entered her house, took off her jacket, and let her head fall against the door behind her. 

“What just happened?” she wondered. She realized that she hadn't thought about Champ for a single second that evening, that her eyes hadn't left Nicole, and that now, for the first time since they had been friends, she missed her presence and desired her in a completely different way. 

 

And suddenly, she heard a knock on the door behind her. She opened her eyes wide and hoped that Nicole wanted the same thing.

 

She turned around instantly and opened the door wide. Nicole's hand was behind her neck, she seemed embarrassed, hesitant. But Waverly thought that Nicole had hesitated enough, she was going to be brave for both of them.

 

“Hey, I-” Nicole barely has time to say two words before Waverly throws herself at her neck, grabs her head with both hands, and kisses her vigorously.

Nicole was surprised, but she didn't show it. Her hands came to rest on Waverly's waist and lower back, pulling her closer to return the kiss. 

Waverly pulled her closer and closed the door behind her before pushing her against it and kissing her more firmly. The kiss was hot and hungry, Waverly's tongue caressing Nicole's lower lip, but before she could go any further, Nicole gently pushed her away, without removing her hands from her waist, simply creating more space between them, because frankly, she had no idea what had just happened.

 

"Waves wait"

 

The brunette steps back. “You don't want this?” she asks, suddenly afraid she's crossed the line. 

 

Nicole's dimples appear, accompanied by a sincere smile. “Oh, you have no idea how much I want this, but... you? You're straight,” she asks, not really sure now that Waverly kissed her the way she did, because there was nothing straight about that kiss. 

 

“I'm not, I'm pretty sure I'm bi, or pan, or whatever it is that means being into all genders,” she says.

“Oh,” Nicole says, at a loss for words. Waverly wasn't... straight, the thought hits her like a breath of fresh air in the summer heat.

 

“And you kissed me?” she added, not knowing what else to say.

 

“Yes, isn't that why you came back?” she asked, suddenly realizing that Nicole actually might have at least a million other reasons for coming back besides that one.

 

“No,” she said, and Waverly backed away, but Nicole tightened her hands around her waist to keep her close. 

“I mean, no, I... I realized that my house keys are in my jacket... and Wynonna has my jacket. "

 

“Oh.” 

“So I wanted to see if I could sleep on your couch tonight... but you opening that door and kissing me like that was definitely not on my list of plans for tonight. I have to admit that the evening has suddenly become even more incredible,” Nicole said, smiling, her head spinning and her eyes shining.

 

Waverly blushed and moved closer, placing her hands on the top of Nicole's T-shirt, pressing her body against hers, feeling her chest against hers. And she was almost sure Nicole gasped when her fingers slid behind her head and into her hair. 

 

“Maybe you could crash in my bed instead,” she whispers, offering Nicole a choice. Her lower lip caught between her teeth, looking up at her with hope.

 

“I...” She looked down at Waverly, and the longer she took to answer, the more she felt her confidence slipping away, which was the last thing she wanted. Because Waverly was extremely attractive when she was confident. 

 

“Absolutely,” she said, and Waverly's smile appeared almost instantly on her lips.

 

“Yeah?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

 

“Yes, if you want me to.”

Waverly didn't answer, took Nicole's hand in hers, and led her upstairs.

 

---

 

When the bedroom door closes behind them, Nicole isn't sure where to start. She'd like Waverly to take the lead, but the brave brunette from the bottom of the stairs seems to have disappeared. 

 

Waverly takes off her shoes, Nicole does the same. She approaches the redhead and takes her hand. 

 

“Nic, I know I seemed like I knew what I was doing when I kissed you earlier, but I have no idea what I'm doing,” she chuckles, looking everywhere but at Nicole.

 

The redhead brings her free hand to her face, slides a curl finger under her chin, and pulls it up to meet her gaze.

 

“Waves, are you sure you want this?” she asks, noticing Waverly's sudden hesitation.

 

“Yes, I'm sure.” She had no doubt about this. 

Nicole places both hands on Waverly's waist, caressing the skin between her T-shirt and jeans with her thumbs. This simple gesture sends a shiver down the brunette's spine. 

 

“Then we'll go at your pace, we'll do it your way, whatever you want me to do, I'll do it,” the redhead said sincerely. Waverly had never trusted anyone like this before. Nicole was so kind, and everything seemed so easy with her. She was both terrified and very comfortable. 

 

“I- I kind of want you to take the lead... I've never been with a woman before.”

 

“Okay, I can do that, but if anything makes you uncomfortable or doesn't feel as good as it should, I want you to tell me, okay?”

 

“Yes,” Waverly replied with a smile. Champ had never asked her that kind of question before. He was used to doing whatever he wanted with her, making sure he finished and that it felt good for him, without ever caring about Waverly's pleasure. Sometimes she was still dressed, and he didn't take the time to look at her or give her pleasure. And something told her that Nicole was the complete opposite.

 

“I want this night to be all about you, Waves. I want you to see how much your body deserves to be adored, how precious a night with you is to me. I want you to see how beautiful you are to me.”

 

Waverly shivers, feeling aroused just from her words. She nods. 

 

“I also want you to talk, Waverly, express everything you want, tell me everything you've always wanted someone to do to you and I'll do it.” Her brown eyes move from one of Waverly's eyes to the other, noticing the reaction she's causing, her usual hazel eyes dilated, her breathing heavier than before.

 

“Honestly, Nicole, I just want you to show me everything you want to do,” she said laughing, but it was true, Nicole had managed to turn her on with her words, more than Champ ever had in years of sex.

 

Nicole smiled and leaned toward her, whispering against her lips 

“One night will probably be too short for all the things I want to do to you, but I'll do my best to take care of you all night long, baby.”

And then, a visceral, uncontrollable quiet moan escaped Waverly's lips.

She knew instantly that she would have no control over her body tonight. Nicole could do anything she wanted to her, and Waverly would let her, just so she'll call her “baby” again. 

 

Without saying a word, she kissed her forcefully, pushing her across the room until Nicole's butts hit Waverly's desk. The brunette immediately moved her hands to undo Nicole's belt, then her jeans, but Nicole's hands stopped hers before wrapping her arms around her waist once more, turning them around so that Waverly was the one against the desk, never breaking the kiss.

 

“We have all night, Waves, let me drive you insane first.”

 

Waverly sighs and frowns, she is already insane, already burning with desire for the redhead, already wet. So wet. 

 

“Nicole” she breathes

 

“Tell me you want this, baby,” Nicole murmurs, her lips leaving her mouth to travel down her jaw, kissing her slowly. Waverly turns her head to the side to give her more access, and with her eyes closed, she voices her deepest thoughts aloud  

 

 

“If I were brave enough, I'd take your hand to show you just how much I want this.” As soon as the words left her lips, they both froze, Nicole's almost certain that her heart and brain had exploded at the same time. 

 

“God, Waverly, please be brave,” she breathes out a little too desperately. Wanting nothing more than for Waverly to do just that.

 

“I can't,” she replied, “I don't know why I said that, I'm not brave, I'm terrified, I want you so much, Cole, but I don't know how to do this, I don't want to be bad at it just because I'm not confident enough.”

 

Nicole felt panic rising in her mind, but she stopped immediately and fixed her gaze on her again. 

 

“Waverly, you're brave, you're more than brave. Listen, this moment is something I've dreamed about so many times, I'm even more crazy about you today than I was all those years ago. So please, don't doubt for a second that you're going to be bad at this.” 

 

“What if I don't live up to your expectations?” she asked, but Nicole just laughed. “That's impossible, given how wet I already am, when you've done almost nothing but take off your shoes and kiss me.” She made Waverly giggle

 

“God, you turn me on so much,” said the brunette sincerely. 

 

Nicole grins, “How much, baby?” 

 

Waverly's confidence suddenly rises, she moves her hand down to her waist and grabs Nicole's right hand. Without breaking eye contact, she guides her hand to the front of her jeans, swallows hard before leading it inside and into her panties.

 

Nicole's eyes widen and darken at the sensation of the damp folds beneath her fingers.  

 

“ Jesus ,” she gasps.  

 

Waverly's hand returns to her hair, and it's Nicole's turn to kiss her feverishly.  

 

The kiss was urgent, almost primal. Nicole had been dreaming about it for years, and now she had the chance to be exactly where she had always wanted to be. She had to slow down, because what if this was just a one-night stand and Waverly only wanted her for tonight? She needed this night to last as long as possible.

She removed her hand from her pants and placed it behind her back while pressing her body against Waverly's. Their hands both moved down her ass until they reached under her thighs. With a powerful movement, she sat Waverly down on her desk, her legs instantly wrapping around Nicole's back.

 

“Can I take off your shirt?” Nicole asked, parting her lips for a second and placing her hands on Waverly's T-shirt. 

 

The brunette froze for a moment, then nodded shyly, but Nicole noticed her hesitation. 

 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yes, it's just that I don't really like my body, it's not easy for me to show it to you,” she said.

Nicole stepped back to look at her. “Waves,” she ran her hands over her hips, thighs, ribs, and arms. 

“You're incredibly sexy, and your body is just perfect, believe me, I've been staring at you all afternoon,” she smirks. Waverly blushed even more and smiled timidly.
Champ had really messed with her head, and she didn't know what to think anymore.

 

“If you don't want to, I won't insist, it's whatever makes you feel comfortable. Just know that I won't judge you and I won't think anything bad about your body. Trust me I'm already a big fan,” she chuckles to lighten the mood. 

 

“How do you always know what to say to me, Nic?” she asked, relaxing under Nicole's gentle caresses.

 

“I honestly can't wait to feel you naked under my hands, baby,” she said smirking, and frankly, that confidence had Waverly under her spell. 

 

But she knows that Nicole won't force her, that she won't do anything to make Waverly uncomfortable, so she takes a deep breath and grabs her own shirt to pull it over her head. 

 

Nicole's eyes never leave hers, and Waverly appreciates that Nicole doesn't immediately look down at her. 

 

She moves her hands to her back and unhooks her bra, her eyes looking down to her own body before moving back up to Nicole's as she lets her bra fall to the floor in an unsure movement. Both her hands rest on the desk next to her and she swallows, looking Nicole in the eyes and nod as if to give her permission to look.

 

Nicole slowly nods and looks down.

 

Perfect. Waverly was perfect in every way.

 

That's the only word that comes to mind when she sees Waverly's breasts for the first time.

Nicole lowers her head to slowly kiss her collarbones, so slowly that it's almost torture, then she moves her lips down until she reaches her breasts. She looks up at Waverly, who is staring at her, and asks her silently. 

The brunette eagerly nods, and Nicole kisses one of her nipples, then moves on to the other, taking her time to cherish every part of her chest.

 

“You're so beautiful, Waves.”

 

Waverly melts under the sincerity of her words. It's funny how she never believes those words when they come from anyone other than Nicole.

 

“You're driving me crazy, Nic. Please, I want to see you too,” says the brunette, placing her hand on Nicole's neck as she's sucking her nipple one last time before standing up in front of her. 

 

The redhead grabs her own T-shirt and takes it off over her head, instantly finding herself half-naked because she's not wearing any bra. She gives Waverly time to look and take in what a woman's body looks like. The smirk on her face shows that she might like it, and Nicole smirks at her turn.

The brunette moves her hand up to the top of her breast, curls her finger, and slides it down to one of her nipples. Caressing the skin with the back of her finger, feeling the bud hardening under her touch, Nicole shivers as she watches the scene unfold.

The brunette bites her lower lip and continues to slide down to reach the top of Nicole's jeans, slipping her finger into the loop of her jeans and pulling toward her, leaning down to meet her breast in fervent kisses.

 

Her touch had been so gentle and hesitant from the start that Nicole was surprised to feel her eagerness.   

Waverly's mouth feels so good, her tongue is warm on her nipple and her other hand moves up and down to the untouched breasts discovering how good a boob can feel in her palm.

 

“Waves,” she whispers, the brunette detaches her lips and whispers against her skin, “Yes, baby?” 

 

This was it, the point of no return, Waverly Earp calling her “baby,” kissing her chest, sitting half-naked in front of her. 

This is it. Nicole can never go back to a normal life without Waverly in it. She places both hands on the sides of her neck and pulls her toward her to kiss her. 

 

They head toward the bed behind them.

 

Waverly didn't break the kiss and unbuttoned Nicole's jeans, her eyes closed. 

When it's finally opened, Waverly fell back onto the bed not able to remove more of the fabric. 

 

Nicole knelt at the foot of the bed and approached Waverly, but without leaning over her, she grabbed the button of her jeans, opened it, grabbed the side of the fabric, and slid it down her legs.

Once the jeans were off, she did the same with hers, and they both needed a minute to look at each other, barely dressed in their panties. Or more precisely, their thongs.

 

Waverly swallowed hard, she never thought a woman could attract her so much, but Nicole Haught lives up to her name, because her skin burns with desire for the redhead.

 

She finally leaned toward her, her hands moving up her long legs to her hips, stomach, and chest, kissing her slowly.

 

“You're so sexy, Waves, I think I'm going to have a heart attack.”

The brunette laughed, Nicole lightening the mood with her words, without ever breaking the intensity of the moment. 

 

“Don't die on me now, Cole, I need you more than I've ever needed anyone before,” she said, lifting her hips against Nicole's. 

 

“I'll do my best, but damn, my heart is beating so fast right now and you take my breath away, you make me dizzy.”  

 

 Waverly's hand rested on Nicole's heart, feeling the pounding beats in her chest.

 

“Breathe, baby,” she said, moving her head down to kiss her neck, which, of course, didn't help Nicole calm her heart rate.

 

Her hands caress her entire body, touching every part of Waverly Earp to remember them all. 

 

“Can I touch you, Waves?” she asks, her fingers scratching the bottom of her stomach, playing with the fabric of her thong. 

 

“Yes, please,” she replies, her body trembling as Nicole's fingers slip beneath her underwear. 

Nicole's forehead meets hers as she feels how wet Waverly is, and somehow, it's even more than she was before. 

She can't believe she's responsible for this mess, and she loves every second of it.

“Ah,” Waverly gasps as Nicole slowly strokes her clit.

She wants to moan, but she bites her lips.

 

“Don't hold back, baby,” said the redhead, because she wanted nothing more than to hear her. 

 

"shit, Champ always said that I wasn't loud enough too, God Nicole I don't want to ruin this"

Nicole's fingers moved down to her center as she pressed into her with two fingers. She moves them in and out, torturously slowly.

 

“I'm pretty sure Champ never did anything to make you scream for him, baby,” Nicole says, curling her fingers forcefully to reach the perfect spot, and Waverly lets out an involuntary cry. 

 

“He clearly never did that,” she moans, again with each thrust

“Good, because I don't want to be anything like him, Waves. I'm going to show you all night long how much your body should be cherished... You're incredibly beautiful. It feels so good to be inside you”  

 

She kisses her again and continues to move her fingers inside her until her thumb presses against her clit and Waverly loses control. She feels the blood literally rushing through her veins until it reaches her brain, then a powerful orgasm overwhelms her. 

Trembling, she moans loudly in Nicole's ear. The redhead keeps kissing her neck helping her ride out her orgasm by slowing her touch.

When Waverly finally opens her eyes to look at her, breathless, with a satisfied smile on her face, Nicole knows she's done a good job. She finally removes her fingers.

 

Waverly interlaces their fingers and brings her hand to her face, looking at her fingers. 

“That was... wow.” 

Nicole nods, in complete agreement “You're so sexy when you-” 

She wanted to finish her sentence, to tell Waverly once again how sexy she found her in every situation, but the brunette's eyes were fixed on her fingers, still glistening with her moisture.

 

“May I?” asks the brunette, leaning toward her. Nicole nods, waiting for her next move. Waverly can do whatever she wants. 

Nicole holds out her fingers and Waverly takes them both in her mouth. She licks and tastes herself on Nicole's fingers. 

 

The redhead is about to have another seizure, that's for sure. 

 

Waverly releases her fingers. “I've never tasted myself before,” and although Nicole is surprised by this statement, she says nothing. 

 

“How was it?” she asks with a smirk on her face. Waverly looks up and blushes slightly. 

“Not so bad, I guess.” 

“You guess?” She smiles, surprised, convinced that the brunette's juices, just like the rest of her, would taste incredible.

“Champ never goes down on me. He tried once or twice, but he said he didn't like it very much, so he stopped.”

 

Nicole frowns, then closes her eyes and sighs. “Fucking idiot,” she says, shaking her head. Waverly laughs.

 

Nicole sighs and adds “I can't believe you tasted yourself before I had a chance to,”

 

“You want to taste me?” Asks the brunette.
  

Nicole nods immediately. “Of course I do,” she replies as if it were obvious. 

 

“But what if I taste bad?” 

 

Nicole leans in and kisses her, her tongue searching against hers for the taste she desperately craves, then pulls away when she finds it. 

 

“You don't,” she says sincerely. Waverly unconsciously spreads her legs. She has always wanted to be licked by someone who, first, wanted to give her pleasure, second, was good at it, and third, wouldn't be disgusted by it.

And something tells her that Nicole is all of those things.

 

“Can I?” the redhead asks, not wanting to do anything that might make Waverly uncomfortable. 

Waverly nods “Yes... but if you don't like it, promise me you'll stop.” 

Nicole laughs softly; there's about zero chance she won't like it.

 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” she says, making the brunette laugh as she kisses down her neck, positions herself between her legs, sit on her ankles to look down at her, she grabs her thong and removes it with both hands, then takes a second to observe Waverly's naked body in front of her. 

 

The brunette's arms unconsciously covered her chest and stomach. 

Nicole grabbed her wrists and pushed her arms above her head, pinning her hands to the mat. 

“Don't you dare hide this view from me,” she says, but there is no malice in hers words, they are spoken as a command, but it is just her way of saying that Waverly has nothing to hide, not from her.  

 

“Waverly, you're so beautiful it takes my breath away, you're perfect. Every part of you is.” 

Waverly moaned, her body tugged beneath Nicole. She had never wanted anyone to touch her the way she wanted Nicole's mouth to touch her right now.

 

“I don't know how to take a compliment, but I don't know how you do it, I believe you when you say that.”

Nicole smiled, her dimples appearing as she released her wrist and kissed her again, grabbing one leg after the other and placing them on her shoulders as she lower down her body

 

“Perfect, now can I?”

 

Waverly's hip lifted to meet Nicole's face, and the redhead had to hold her in place before diving in.

 

The sensation of the soft tongue against the most sensitive part of her body was incredible, especially since Nicole wasn't holding back, starting to lick and suck her in her mouth as if her life depended on it. She was slow and firm, intense and gentle, everything Waverly could have dreamed of.

 

“God, baby, you taste so fucking good,” Nicole murmured against her sex, and the vibration made Waverly tremble as she quickly felt a second orgasm rising in her lower abdomen.

 

“Shit- Cole, I'm going to come again,” she said, and the redhead could tell from her tone that this was the first time Waverly had realized she could actually come a second time.

 

She pressed her hands against her hips and pulled her even closer, forgetting that she needed to breathe for a minute, at least until Waverly came in her mouth. 

 

“Fuck!” A second orgasm hit her, and just when she thought Nicole was going to pull away, she continued her movements with her tongue, exploring inside her, before moving back to her clit as two of her fingers joined and she pressed firmly against her. 

She curved her fingers in just the right way while sucking her clit into her mouth. 

 

“Nic...” She could barely breathe, her body convulsing as another orgasm hit her, so close to the previous one, and Waverly wondered how many times Nicole could make her feel this way if she tried.

 

The redhead finally withdrew her fingers and released her overstimulated clitoris. She moved up, kissing her, catching her breath.

 

The brunette immediately pulled her toward her to kiss her and moaned as she tasted her own flavor on Nicole's lips.

 

They both moaned at the sensation of their tongues meeting.

“You're right, I taste delicious in your mouth.”

Nicole grinned, happy to have helped Waverly realize it. 

 

“You taste incredible, you're incredible,” she said, kissing her jaw and neck. Waverly wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled her close in an embrace.

“Thank you,” she whispered in her ear. Nicole stopped kissing her and lifted her head to look at her.

 

Waverly had tears in her eyes. “You're okay?” she asked, making sure she hadn't hurt her.  

“Yes, more than okay, I can't believe what just happened.”  

"You mean us having sex?" Nicole smiles smugly, 

"I mean you made me come three times, making me actually believe that I'm beautiful, and enough. You're the best, Nicole, why didn't I realize that sooner?” 

 

"It wasn't the right time. I wish I could erase everything that he puts in your head, and I promise you I'll do my best to do that every day" she says kissing the tip of her nose as Waverly play with the back of her short hair 

 

"Every day? as in the future?" she asked, Nicole's body moved to the side laying next to her.

 

“Yeah, as in the future. Do you think you and I can have one?” she asked, her hand roaming over Waverly's stomach softly. Clearly she had always wanted more with Waverly, she had only begun to hope it could happen when she kissed her tonight.

 

"So, no going back to being just friends?" Waverly laughed softly, biting her lower lip. Clearly, she had no desire to be friends with Nicole again. 

 

"You literally tasted yourself off my fingers, there's no way we're going back to being just friends" 

 

 “Um, that's fine with me,” Waverly moaned.

"good" Nicole smiled, moved her hand up from her stomach to her face and kissed her passionately. They could talk about it tomorrow, but for now, she had so much more to keep proving to Waverly.  

 

The brunette pulls away from the kiss, keeping her lower lip between her teeth for another second before letting it go “Baby?”

“Yes?”  Nicole whispers against her lips before chasing for them again.

 

“Can you show me again what you just did? I want to make sure I know how to do it when I do it to you later.” 

 

Nicole smirked, suddenly seeing Waverly's confident side. She was almost certain that this woman was going to fuck her so well that she almost came just thinking about it.

 

“Come sit on my face, baby, I'll show you from every angle.”

 

Notes:

As always, I hope you enjoyed this one, thank you for reading ! See you guys soon? :)

Chapter 3

Notes:

On popular demand, here is the third chapter (with Waverley's participation *wink wink*). Initially, I wanted to add two more, but I prefer to add a single long chapter. Here it is, full of smut and fluff. I hope you'll like it :)

The morning light flashes across Waverly's face as she wakes up naked under her blanket. It's already warm in her room, as the summer sun hits her window. 

She slowly opens her eyes and turns on her side, her gaze settling on the bare back of a red-haired goddess next to her. Pale, soft skin, only her bottom covered by the blanket as she sleeps on her stomach.

 

Waverly suppresses a smirk as images from last night come flooding back.

She made love all night long with Nicole Haught.

 

Her sister's best friend. The sexy, incredible, talented, kind, and incredible woman in the bed next to her had introduced her to a whole new perspective on pleasure, and God she adored every second of it.

Waverly was done staying in her room, she was done hating her body, and she was done accepting not enjoying sex. 

There was no way she was going back to a sexual experience without having an orgasm. Or two. Or maybe more if Nicole Haught was going to be involved. 

 

The redhead stirs and rolls over onto her back, Waverly watching her shamelessly as her bare chest appears. Nicole's pink nipples, her shivering skin. One hand rests on her stomach and the other moves under her head, under the pillow, while her eyes remain closed.

 

Waverly moves closer, her head resting against her palm, her elbow supporting her, observing Nicole from head to toe. 

 

She had tasted this. 

 

She licks her lips, trying to find the taste she had fallen in love with last night. But can't find it. Too much time has probably passed. 

Maybe she needed a little more now. 

She moves her free hand to caress Nicole's stomach with her fingertips, moving up to her chest, wandering around her nipples, seeing them harden, goosebumps appearing on her breasts. 

Nicole moans softly, slowly awakened by the brunette's touch. 

Waverly's hand continues to move down, Nicole removes the hand that was on her way as the brunette's hand slides under the blanket to meet soft short pubic hair. 

 

Nicole spreads her legs to allow Waverly to explore everything she desires, while her husky voice reaches Waverly's ears.

 

“Didn't you get enough last night?” she asks smugly, her eyes still closed.

Waverly smirks as her fingers caress around Nicole's clit without touching it yet. Making her breath a little louder and her head burying deeper into the pillow, she hadn't even opened her eyes yet and Waverly was already driving her crazy. 

 

"Honestly, no. And last night... was probably just... “ She looked up at the clock on her desk. ”Four hours ago." 

 

She moved her finger down and pressed lightly to feel Nicole's wetness, then began to slowly rub her clit using Nicole's warm arousal. 

 

“I haven't even brushed my teeth yet,” she said, her voice still hoarse with sleep.

 

“You don't have to kiss me if you don't want to.” Two of her fingers circled her clit, dangerously slowly. 

One of Nicole's hands moved to grab Waverly's face, opening her eyes to look at her before kissing her passionately. 

 

Waverly's hand continued to work wonders between her legs as their tongues met. Who cares about morning breath when morning sex is so good?

 

Nicole pushed her hips toward her hand to let her know she wanted more, and Waverly understood immediately, sliding two fingers inside her. Fucking her slowly. Nicole breaks away from her lips with a moan of pleasure as her head falls onto Waverly's neck. 

 

“Damn, you're a quick learner” she manages to say before Waverly curls her fingers and reaches the perfect spot that Nicole taught her how to find last night, after only a minute of lesson. 

 

“I had an incredible teacher,” she murmurs back, taking advantage of their position to kiss Nicole’s neck. 

She fucks her faster, and Nicole’s hand moves to stroke her own clit. She loves the combination of the two sensations. 

 

Waverly's brain nearly short-circuited when she felt Nicole's hand meet hers. She pulled her hand away for a second to uncover the redhead. But before Nicole could protest about missing the sensation, Waverly's fingers were back inside her, and her eyes fixed on Nicole touching herself, rubbing her clit in circles, over and over. 

 

Feeling her orgasm rising in her lower belly, Nicole buried her face even deeper into the other woman's neck. Waverly moaned something about her being hot, or something, but she couldn't really understand because as her pleasure was making her ears buzz. 

Her orgasm hits her with full force, and she instantly removes her fingers from her clit and squeezes her legs together to keep Waverly inside her until the waves of pleasure stop coursing through her body. 

When she finally relaxes, Waverly withdraws her fingers, brings them to her lips, cleans up the mess, and tastes the flavor she had been missing so much.

 

“Damn, Waves, how do you do that?” Nicole laughs softly, finally opening her eyes to meet her hazel gaze.

“Do what?” She smiles back at her. 

Nicole leans in to kiss her passionately. And when she's done, she kisses her one more time. And another one, just to make sure she'd get enough.

“You're just so amazing, I can't believe my luck,” she says simply, hoping Waverly understands everything she means by that. 

The brunette climbs on top of her and straddles her,

“Nicole, last night was the best night of my life, and I'm not exaggerating when I say that, I've never felt so good with anyone else,” she kisses her chin. “Not just physically,” she adds, pressing her hips against her abs, and Nicole's eyes open with desire as she feels Waverly's arousal 

“But emotionally too, you've completely turned my world upside down. Believe me when I say that I'm the lucky one,” she says smiling, before kissing her jaw and lips once more. 

 

Nicole rolls her hips and slowly lifts herself up to meet Waverly's sex, and the sensation on Nicole between her legs is the best thing. A loud moan escapes her mouth, to say "keep doing what you're doing" . 

 

“You're sexy when you're loud.” 

“You're sexy when you touch yourself,” she replies immediately, unable to forget what Nicole did just a few minutes ago. 

“Did you like that?” she asks, using her hands to move Waverly's hips. “Yes, I really did, I think that's exactly why I'm so wet right now,” she says, rubbing her center more instantly against Nicole. 

“I think you should do it too,” the redhead whispers, but Waverly pulls her lips away from her jaw and stops her movements.

“I don't think I can,” she hesitates suddenly, sitting up straight as Nicole frowns. “Why not?”

“I- I don't know, it's... brave,” she says, laughing shyly.

“Brave?” Nicole repeats, surprised.

“Yes, I think I'm too… shy,” she said, blushing. Nicole continued to look at her. 

“Do you think it was brave of me to do it?” 

"Nicole, you exude confidence. It's so natural for you to do things like that without feeling embarrassed. "

She laughed “Honestly, Waverly, if you did that, I wouldn't find it embarrassing. I'd probably find it as sexy as you found it when I did it.”

Waverly seemed hesitant; she wanted Nicole to be as turned on as she had been, but damn, it was hard to go for it. 

 

“I'm not sure, Nic.” 

Nicole's face lit up with the kindest smile “You don't have to, it's okay, we can just keep doing what we were- "

“I want to, it's just that... I've never done this before, I've never felt safe or confident enough to share a moment so intimate with someone.” 

Nicole nodded, understanding exactly how Waverly felt, and once again, she took it as a challenge to help her do what she wanted to do. 

 

She moved them until she was on top of Waverly and the brunette was on her back. She sat on her feet and took a second to shamelessly look at Waverly's naked body beneath her. 

 

damn.

 

“Have you ever touched yourself before?” she asked, not judging if Waverly's answer was no. 

Waverly nodded shyly, looking around awkwardly.

Nicole smiled. “I did too, lots of times,” she said simply to show Waverly that she shouldn't be embarrassed to share this information with her. And Waverly smile, blushing at the thought of it.

 

“Were you lying in bed?” she added, and Waverly nodded again.

“In the dark?” she continued with her questions. 

“Not all the time, but most of the time, yes.”

“Do you want me to close the curtains?” Nicole asked, ready to jump out of bed if Waverly wanted her to. 

“No, that's not necessary,” she replies. Nicole nods. 

“I...” Nicole says with a half-smile. Now she's the one who seems embarrassed. Waverly watches her closely. “I've thought about you several times,” she admits. Waverly looks up, surprised. 

“Really?”

“Yeah... I didn't mean to be disrespectful, but... I told you, Waves, I thought you were the most beautiful person on this planet, sometimes I couldn't help myself,” she explains, laughing, embarrassed to admit this to the object of her fantasy, but Waverly doesn't seem to mind. 

On the contrary, the lower lip between her teeth seems to indicate that she rather likes it. 

Waverly releases her lip, promising herself to come back to it later. 

"I don't think it's disrespectful, I- I like it" Nicole smiles, relieved.

“What do you usually think about?” Nicole continue to ask her

“Women,” she replies as Nicole looks at her surprised "Really?"

“Yeah,” she says, giggling. “Women turn me on more than any man ever could. I’ve often caught myself thinking about women while having sex with a man.”

“And here I thought you were 100% straight,” Nicole says, laughing. 

Waverly laughed and ran a hand over Nicole's waist to reach her breast, touching it gently. “You were clearly wrong,” she said, pinching her nipple between her index finger and thumb. Nicole hissed and smiled. “I was definitely wrong.”

 

“Well, now you're in bed with a woman. Does that turn you on?” She focuses on her task again, Waverly nods enthusiastically, moving both hands down to Nicole's thigh, as the redhead's straddling her hips. 

“Can you caress your chest for me?” she asks, and Waverly does as she is asked, looking up at Nicole's body, Nicole's hands resting on her stomach and drawing patterns with her thumbs.

“That's very sexy, baby. If you feel more comfortable closing your eyes, you can do that,” and Waverly did, letting Nicole's voice guide her. 

“When I touch myself, I like to tease the skin down my stomach first. Can you touch the parts of your body that turns you on?” 

Nicole moved lower down the bed, sitting at Waverly's feet to make more room for Waverly to touch anywhere she'd want to, and watched her, fascinated. 

Waverly opened her eyes, feeling watched, perhaps too much. She moves her hand from her breast

“Cole,” she said in a frightened voice. Nicole immediately grabbed the hand that had left her chest and brought it to her mouth to kiss it.

“Don't be ashamed of anything in front of me, it's honestly the hottest thing I've ever seen,” Nicole said sincerely, watching Waverly caress herself in front of her. This would certainly fuel many of her upcoming solo sessions. 

“Don't you think that's weird?” she says. Nicole sits up on her knees and slowly moves her hand toward her crotch to caress her own sex. Slowly. Making sure Waverly's eyes were on her hand.

“Do you think that's weird?” she whispers. Waverly swallows hard and immediately brings her hand back to her chest. “No, not at all.” In fact, it's so sexy that she can't help but watch. Just as Nicole can't help but look at her.

She nods, closes her eyes, wanting to put on a show for Nicole, wanting Nicole to guide her. “Okay, keep going,” she says, both hands remaining on her chest and stomach.

Nicole smiles proudly, thinking that this woman is going to be the best thing that ever happened to her. 

“Put a hand on your thigh and touch your skin there.” Waverly does as she is told, caressing her thighs, sending shivers down her skin. 

“Inside your thighs,” Nicole says, following the movement of her hand with her eyes as Waverly spreads her legs to caress the inside of her thighs. 

“Clit,” the word escapes her lips in a fragile whisper, and Waverly holds her breath at the same moment. It was exciting. It was like listening to an audio guide on masturbation, but Nicole's voice did things to her beyond that. 

The fingers moved toward her clit and she began to touch it slowly. 

“Touch it slowly, like you like to be teased... yes, like that… Fuck this is so hot, Waves.” 

Without moving her fingers from her center, Waverly opened her eyes and saw Nicole squeezing her own legs together because she was so turned on. 

 

“Baby, come on top of me,” she asks. Nicole immediately climbs on top of her, spreading her legs on either side of her hips so as not to prevent Waverly from continuing her movements.

 

“Tell me what you were thinking when you thought of me,” Waverly almost begs. Nicole supports herself on one arm while she slides the other between her legs and begins to caress herself. 

 

“I imagined your face, what you would look like if I had the chance to touch you,” she explains, as they both caress  sensitive areas. 

 

“What it would be like to be inside you, to finger you, to lick you, or to... to fuck you with my strap-on.” Waverly moans as she feels the tip of her finger unconsciously move toward her entrance as Nicole utters the last word. The idea of being fucked like this by Nicole drives her even crazier than she already is listening to just the idea of it.

 

"Shit Waves, I want you to make yourself come under me, I want you to make you feel so good you'll think about it all day" 

"Nicole I'm going to come, I want you to come with me" Waverly says, 

"I want to watch you" Nicole says, stopping her own movement, as she sits back at Waverly's feet. The brunette stops herself and an idea suddenly hits her. 

"Sit on my head, backwards" 

"What?" Nicole says surprise

"Come here, please, I need to taste you as I come" 

 

The redhead notices the need in her voice and hurries to climb on top of her, sitting backwards on her face as she can see Waverly's body beneath her. Her hand immediately returns to her pussy, and she feels her tongue wrap around her clit. 

 

“Fuck!” she moans, the movement of her tongue combined with the sight of Waverly pleasuring herself with her own fingers turns Nicole on on another level. 

She was on the verge of exploding. 

 

All it took was a few more minutes, and Waverly trembling and moaning beneath her, squeezing her legs together to reach her own orgasm, for Nicole to come right there, her pussy contracting tightly around nothing. She falls off Waverly to lie down beside her on the bed, her face facing her feet.

 

“What was that?” asks Waverly, impressed by her own courage. 

“That's what happens when you're confident, baby. Damn, you're so fucking sexy that I want to get down on my knee for so many reasons right now,” she says, laughing breathlessly, which makes the brunette laugh. 

 

“You're charming, Haught,” she said, catching her breath after the mind-blowing orgasm she had just given herself, with the help of the redhead.

 

Before she could respond, Nicole's phone vibrated on the floor, probably somewhere in her jeans pocket.

 

They both sat up on their elbows, looking for the source of the sound, before looking at each other with silly smiles on their faces.

Nicole leaned over to kiss the brunette before getting out of bed to look for her phone, while Waverly fell back onto the bed, exhausted. She looked up as Nicole walked around the room naked. 

 

The redhead found her phone and, noticing her best friend's face on the screen, turned to Waverly to show her. The brunette took the pillow to cover her face and groan, she was clearly unsure whether she wanted her sister to know what her best friend had done to her all night. 

 

“Hello?” she finally answered the phone. 

“Haught, please come pick me up? I need a shower and breakfast.” 

“Can't you shower at Doc's and have breakfast at the bar?” Nicole tried, as she turned back walking toward the bed. Waverly watched her approach and sat up on the bed to grab the redhead by the waist.

Nicole smiles as her free hand rests on the back of Waverly's head as the brunette leans down to kiss her stomach and hips. There was nothing sexier than Nicole standing naked in front of her after a night of sex, with her toned abs and soft skin. And she was pretty sure she would never get tired of touching her.

 

“The Doc's bathroom is the last place I want to take a shower. I need Waverly's silk bathrobe, her almond shampoo, and I need some really good coffee,” explains the brunette, while Waverly looks up and laughs, of course Wynonna uses her things. 

“Okay, I'll be there in 15 minutes.” 

“15 minutes? You're two minutes away...” Before Wynonna has time to complain further, Nicole hangs up the phone and leans in to kiss Waverly. 

“I need five more minutes in bed with your sister,” she whispered to Waverly, pretending to still be talking to Wynonna. 

“Five more minutes to do what?” Waverly asked, smirking. 

“Can I hold you, kiss you, and tell you how much into you I am?” Nicole asked, pushing Waverly back onto the bed and climbing under the covers with her.

“Yes, please,” Waverly murmured against her lips, and she kissed her. 

 

---

 

As five minutes quickly turned into ten, Nicole sped toward Shorty's. Luckily for her, the streets were deserted in the morning, and the Earp house was only a ten-minute drive away.

“Oh, thank you, Lord Haught,” Wynonna said as she climbed into the passenger seat of Nicole's car. 

“No problem.” 

“Doc asked if you could come help him this afternoon to prepare for the evening. Nicole often helped Doc at the bar to earn some extra money during the summer. 

“Sure, what time did he say?”

“Do I look like I listen to him when he talks?” Wynonna rolled her eyes, and Nicole laughed. This woman needed to eat, and soon.

“I'll call him later. Are you feeling better?” Nicole asked. 

“Great, I just really need some coffee.” 

“I'm sure Waverly made you some at home,” Nicole said, watching the road, trying not to let on that she had been at her house a few minutes earlier, doing unholy things to her baby sister. 

 

“Yes, about that. Did you get her home safely?” Wynonna asked, turning to her best friend. 

“Yep,” she replied, nodding her head, clearly careful not to leave anything out. She and Waverly had decided to tell her everything together, because they didn't want to hide anything from her, but they just wanted to do it together. 

 

“So she didn't bring anyone home to sleep with or do what you suggested earlier?”

Nicole swallowed, her cheeks burning, memories of her steamy night with the brunette involuntarily coming back to her mind. 

“Not that I know of,” she replied vaguely. 

“Well did you drive her home alone or did she go home with someone?” Wynonna insisted, not that Waverly wasn't free to do as she pleased, but Wynonna was simply curious. 

“I... I don't know, I know she's home now and alone,” she mumbled, trying to focus on the road. 

“Did you text her?”

"yeah" 

“Where did you spend the night?” 

“home.” Nicole felt increasingly nervous. She was clearly a bad liar, and Wynonna's questions were coming thick and fast. She couldn't focus on answering them and getting her home safely at the same time. 

“Alone?” 

“Wyn, what's with all these questions?” she asked, tired of her confusing interrogation. 

“Nothing, I was just wondering how your night went after you left me.” 

"Well, I went home and fell asleep, I don't remember anything special. "

“Oh, you don't remember? or did my sister fucked you so hard you can't even recall it? ” she said suddenly, and Nicole stopped the car instantly. Silence fell in the car as she turned to her best friend, who was looking at her with an amused smile. 

“How did you know?”

“I have your damn house key, Nic, and the hickey on your neck gave me all the information I needed to know the second I climb in your car you stupid idiot"

“Damn,” she whispered, bringing her hand to her neck to hide the mark.

Wynonna smiled, “So?” 

“How did you know it was your sister?” 

“The smug smile on your face, your cheerful voice on the phone, only Waverly makes you that nervous, and you just confirmed it, dummy."  Wynonna punched Nicole in the arm. 

“Ouch, hey! You're the one who told me I should try it with your sister.” 

“I know, I'm glad you did, I hope you were nice to her, but that won't stop me from hitting you for doing dirty things to my little sister.” " She hit her again, less hard this time, and Nicole rolled her eyes. At least Wynonna wasn't mad at them. 

 

“I'm sorry about that- even though, I'm not really... but Waverly wanted to be there when we told you,” Nicole said, as she starts driving again.

 

“So it's serious? It's not just a fling?” she asks, and Nicole frowns. How could Wynonna think that Waverly would be just a fling for Nicole?

“Wyn, I think you know me well enough to know how much into  your sister I am for it to be just a fling for me.”

“Oh, I'm sure you're into her just fine,” she said with a smirk. Nicole rolled her eyes as they pulled up to the homestead. 

“Okay, Earp, cut it out,” she said as she parked. Wynonna laughed and got out of the car. “We'll have a talk soon, Haught, but first I need to take a shower.”

 

They both walked toward the house. Wynonna handed her jacket to Nicole with a knowing look so she could get her keys while Waverly entered the room.

“Hi, sis, feeling better?” 

“Great, sweetie. I'm going to take a shower. Want to join me for coffee afterward?” 

Waverly looks at her, puzzled. “Sure,” she replies, Wynonna nods, before going up to her room. 

The brunette turns to the redhead behind her, and Nicole bites her lip.

“She knows,” she says simply. Waverly looks at her before looking up at the stairs where her sister has just disappeared. “She knows? How? Did you tell her?” 

 

“She figured it out, she knew she had my keys, and apparently, you left a mark on me,” she explained, showing the brunette the hickey on her neck.

Waverly frowned, she had barely noticed the mark before, and sighed, “What did she say?” "

“I think she'll want to talk to you, see where you stand. She wanted to know if it was serious for me.” 

Waverly looked up and moved closer to her, “Is it? serious for you I mean”

Nicole wrapped her arms around her waist and looked her in the eyes

“It's very serious. We're moving at your pace, but Waverly, I've wanted you for so long, I can't let you go now. I'll fight for you.”

The brunette smiled, unable to believe that Nicole Haught would fight to keep her.

“Fight against who?” She laughs. 

Nicole pretends to think. “Anyone, anything, your sister? I'm sure I can beat her if I want to.” 

Waverly laughs. There's no way she's going to let her sister and her best friend fight over her. Nicole was Wynonna's favorite person after her, and deep down, she's almost sure she's okay with... whatever it is between her and Nicole. She'll talk to her sister about it, but it won't be a problem, because Waverly wants to keep Nicole just as much as Nicole wants to keep her.

 

“I don't think you'll need to fight, I'm pretty sure I'll stick with you until you get tired of me.”

Nicole leaned down to kiss her nose. “Then get ready for a lifetime, baby.”

Waverly laughed softly and rested her head on her chest, letting Nicole's arms hold her silently. Nicole was so serious about them, and still patient, and ready for Waverly to tell her to back off, which she wouldn't, Waverly was almost certain she was already falling in love.

 

“I have to go home and take a shower. Doc says he needs me at the bar later. Can I see you tonight?” she says, kissing the top of her head. Waverly's eyes rest on her. “Absolutely, I think I'm already asking for more.”

“More? What?” Nicole teased, and Waverly leaned in to kiss her slowly.

“More of this,” she whispered. 

 

---

 

When Wynonna finally gets out of the shower, she joins Waverly in the kitchen, who is making pancakes. 

“Has Haught left?” Wynonna asks, noticing that Waverly is alone in the room. 

“Yes, she went home to take a shower. She's working at Shorty's later,” she explains. Wynonna nods, walks over to her sister, looks over her shoulder to smell the pancakes, and hugs her from behind.

 

“So, pancakes for me because you slept with my best friend?” she says with a smirk as she sits down on the kitchen chair next to her.

 

Waverly rolls her eyes and smiles shyly, blushing at the thought of her night and morning with Nicole.

 

“Well... are you mad?” she asks hesitantly, even though Wynonna didn't seem mad after hugging her a few seconds earlier. 

 

“No, babygirl, I'm not mad. I'm happy if you're happy. Haught is my best friend, and you're my sister. I just hope you're not going to ditch me to hang out with each other now,” she said with a shrug. 

Waverly looked at her.

“Absolutely not, we don't even know what this is, but if this keeps going, you're going to be here all the time, and I don't want to steal your best friend.”

“Um, maybe not ALL the time,” she said with a hint of disgust. Waverly laughed. 

“Look, I know Nicole is great, but is this serious for you? I know it's your first time dating a woman, and even though she's way better than Champ, I don't want you to panic and break her heart. She's a good one you know.” 

Waverly nods "Of course, I know, she's the best. I promise you, Wynonna, I'm very serious about this. Last night... Well, last night was a dream. Really, Nicole is perfect, and not just in bed. She's-"

 

“Ok careful, that's too much information,” Wynonna interrupts, and Waverly rolls her eyes again, putting  pancakes on a plate so her sister can start eating. 

 

“Nicole is amazing, I want to be part of her life. She made me feel better about myself in one night than Champ ever did in several years of dating. I can't believe she actually likes me, Wyn.” 

 

“I'm glad all you needed was one night with her, I should have ask her sooner to bone you, she's liked you for a while,” she said, laughing, remembering how her best friend used to get jealous when Waverly brought her boyfriend home and she had to watch them kiss in the living room.

 

Waverly rolls her eyes, “Why didn't you tell me?” 

 

“You were dating someone else, and I thought it was just a crush, but look at you, babygirl, anyone would have a crush on you, especially a lesbian with eyes like Haught.” 

 

“Cut the crap, Wyn,” said the little sister, who is still unaware of her beauty potential. 

 

“What? It's true, I wasn't sure you'd like her back.” 

 

“Wynonna, have you seen her? She's gorgeous,” said Waverly, surprised that her sister hadn't even considered the fact that she might like Nicole back. 

 

“You're gorgeous too, you two are perfect for each other,” said the older sister. Waverly smiled softly. “Do you really think I deserve her?” 

 

Wynonna put down her fork and moved closer to her sister, taking her hands in hers. 

“Babygirl, you're the best, I'm sure Haught thinks she's the one who doesn't deserve you.”

 

“I spent so many years thinking I wasn't good enough, not pretty enough, I don't want to ruin this with Nicole, I want to be worthy of her.” 

 

Wynonna sighs “I'm going to ask you this once, but did Nicole show you or imply last night that you weren't?”

Waverly frowns. Nicole did nothing but make her feel special last night. She shakes her head “No, it was quite the opposite. I can't even explain how sweet she was to me.”

 

“Okay, good. That's how you deserve to be treated, babygirl, because you're worth it.”

“Thanks, Wyn. I really feel so much better about myself” Waverly hugs her sister and kisses her on the head. 

 

“Okay, now tell me, is it true that sex can last for hours?” She laughs, and Waverly nods enthusiastically “Oh yes, I'm sure if you hadn't called this morning, we'd still be going.” She giggles. 

 

“I'm going to have to leave my house all the time now.” Wynonna chuckles

“Lucky for you, Nicole has her own apartment,” she says with a wink, eager to see the place and slip into her bed as soon as possible.

 

“Yeah, yeah, eat up, I'm sure you need your strength.”

 

“Yeah, I'm not sure I can keep up.” 

 

---

 

It turns out Waverly can keep up.

 

She met Nicole later at Shorty's for a drink after her shift at the bar to help Doc. They had a beer or two, then went back to Nicole's apartment to finish the night.

 

They started kissing in Nicole's car as soon as they pulled into the parking lot of her apartment. 

It was Waverly who had taken the initiative, much to Nicole's delight. She had leaned over to straddle Nicole and kiss her passionately. She had never desired anyone so much, she couldn't even wait until they got home. 

 

But as soon as Nicole had let her into her apartment, she pinned Waverly against the door, lifting her up until Waverly wrapped her legs around her waist, pressing herself slowly against her.  

Waverly couldn't help but ask for more, asking her to take her to bed, and Nicole did just that, pressing herself harder against her, both still fully clothed as they lay in bed together. But just as Waverly was about to scream her name in pleasure she took control wanting nothing but more. 

 

And that was all Nicole wanted. 

So there they were, Waverly grabbing Nicole's T-shirt to pull it off, kissing her breasts as much as she could under her, until she realized there wasn't much she could do, so she pushes Nicole away and rolls them over, pulling off her own T-shirt before sliding her hands over Nicole's chest, taking her time to caress her abs, tense under the brunette's touch. 

 

“You're incredibly attractive, Haught,” she murmurs, Nicole's fingers tracing her thighs, and she smiles proudly. 

“You haven't seen anything yet,” she replies confidently, and she leans over to unhook Waverly's bra at her back, freeing her breast as she takes a nipple between her lips, looking up at the brunette.

Waverly's head falls back, and Nicole presses her closer.

“Show me then, Nic, show me everything.”

Nicole kisses her way up until she can kiss her passionately,  Waverly can't help but grind her hips against her, searching for more.

Nicole smirks, here we go. 

 

“Looking for something to ride, baby?” she asks with a smug smile on her lips. Waverly pushes on her shoulders  and looks at Nicole, who is staring at her with a silent question.

And instantly, Waverly slowly nods her head, eyes shining with want.

“Yeah?” asks Nicole, making sure she understood correctly.

“Yes, it's just that...” She steps down from Nicole, and the redhead sits down next to her. 

"I've never... Look, the idea of doing this with you is very, very tempting, but I've never come that way, and I don't want you to be disappointed. We'll do it if you like it, but don't feel bad if it doesn't do it for me"

 

Nicole takes her hand. “We won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. We can try it if you want, and if you don't like it, we can stop anytime. Just let me know.”

Nicole kisses the back of her hand. “But I'll never be disappointed in you, baby. The only thing that could disappoint me here is me, if I can't bring you to an orgasm,” she says with a smile. “But I'll really do my best to try.” 

Waverly chuckles before looking up at her “I'm not sure I can,” she says with a sad smile. 

“Can I ask you a question?” Nicole asks, her kind eyes looking deep into her soul.

“Yes.”

“Last night, you said that Champ almost never went down on you, is that right?” 

Waverly nods. 

"and now you're saying he never made you come with.. his dick?"

Waverly nods again, it was almost funny, but Nicole didn't laugh. 

"Waves," The brunette shiver as the nickname left the redhead's lips, she loves to hear it from her mouth. 

"I honestly think this man had zero consideration of your pleasure, but not me" she explained sincerely, Nicole wasn't implying that she was better at sex than her ex, even if she clearly is, she was just saying that she was different, that she'd do anything in her power to make this woman come under her touch before stopping. 

"I know," Waverly looks into brown eyes and leans to kiss her softly.

The kiss began gently, then within seconds it became deeper, more intense. Waverly's hand rested on the back of Nicole's neck, and she resumed her position straddling her lap.

 

"All I want is to make you feel good" she says between kissies, 

Waverly starts to kiss down her jaw and neck "I know" she whispers against her skin

"You deserve to feel good" she continues as Waverly kisses the mark she left on her neck the previous night. 

"I know it now, thanks to you" she licks her way down her throat, and Nicole's head snaps backward and shivers, before placing both hands on the sides of her face, looking back into her eyes. 

"Baby I need-" 

"Need what?" Waverly asks, looking deep into her eyes, 

"you" she says, almost desperate.

Waverly looks at her with even more wanting eyes "than fucking have me Nicole".

 

The redhead doesn't waste a second, wrapping her arm around Waverly's waist and changing their position so that Waverly is lying on the bed. She steps away from the bed, her eyes fixed on the brunette as she pulls herself up onto the bed, unzipping her jeans and starting to take them off. Nicole does the same, walks over to her dresser drawer, grabs the harness then returns to the bed.

Waverly lies there, wearing only her underwear. Nicole looks at her and gazes at Waverly's hand resting on the side of her panties. As if silently asking for permission, they both remove their underwear at the same time, never taking their eyes off each other. Nicole puts on the strap-on and climbs back onto the bed. Waverly's eyes are excited but uncertain. 

She is nervous, but wants nothing more than to feel Nicole inside her. 

“Are you sure you're okay with this?”

Waverly nods: “Yes, I want you like this.” Nicole smiles softly. 

 

“You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Wave, I want you so badly,” she said, starting to kiss her neck, her chest, then moving up to kiss her passionately on the lips. 

Waverly couldn't believe that kissing someone could feel so good. Nicole was driving her crazy with want. 

 

“Please,” she whispered between kisses. 

The redhead slid a hand between their bodies, meeting Waverly's desire for her. 

She caressed her several times, while her lips worked wonders on her pulse point, filling the room with loud moans.

She dug her fingers into her back, marking her, while Nicole pushed a finger inside her, preparing her for more. 

 

She is so wet that she has no trouble sliding in and out several times. 

“God, baby... more,” she says, almost in a whisper. Nicole pulls her fingers out and grabs the toy between them to place it at Waverly's entrance. She pauses, looks her in the eyes for one last confirmation, “yes,” she whispers, then Nicole slowly pushes it inside her until it’s all the way in, and slowly begins to move. 

The sensation isn't unpleasant, and Waverly appreciates that Nicole is taking it slowly. Champ usually went all the way quite roughly, and she remembers feeling pain every time. But not now. Now she feels comfortable and trusts Nicole. 

They go slowly for a few minutes, stretching Waverly enough to make her feel comfortable with Nicole, until the brunette gets impatient and wraps her legs around her lower back to push her further into her. 

Nicole understands immediately, placing Waverly's hands above her head and holding them there as she speeds up her movements. 

 

Her hips thrusting into her faster and harder, Waverly loved it, she loved it more than she ever loved it with Champ, and it was as if she wanted more with every passing second. 

She pressed her foot harder into her back and pulled under Nicole's hands holding hers. 

"Baby… fuck"

"Why don't you take the lead baby? would you fuck yourself on my dick until you cum all over me?" suggests Nicole, and as if she had been waiting for Nicole to ask, Waverly pushes Nicole with a quick, powerful movement until she is on top of her, straddling her, and begins to move on her, hard and fast, pushing the toy as deep as she wants. 

 

Nicole watches with admiration as their hips touch every time Waverly lowers herself, and she looks up at the brunette, who seems to be enjoying it. She clearly didn't expect her to seem to be liking it so much, given what she had said earlier, but Nicole was pleasantly surprised. 

 

She almost wants to ask, but she doesn't want to be that girl who asks those kinds of questions during sex, so she lets Waverly take the lead, taking her vigorously. 

“You're so, so beautiful, Waves,” Nicole says, encouraging the brunette not to hold back, to move as much as she wants, to reveal as much of herself as she wants. 

The brunette smiles sincerely and bites her lower lip as if to hold back something she's about to say. 

“It feels so good, Nic... I didn't know... Shit...” 

Now it was Nicole's turn to smirk. She couldn't help but appreciate the fact that she was better at sex with a dildo than Champ had ever been with a real cock. 

“I think I'm going to cum,” she said breathlessly, struggling to believe her own words. She hadn't known it was possible for her to cum like this. 

Nicole encourages her, pushing back every time Waverly thrusts, hitting the perfect spot every time.

“Me too, baby, Jesus, you fuck me so good,” 

Waverly moans and suddenly comes hard around Nicole. 

She moans and calls out the redhead's name as she comes with her. 

They both need time to catch their breath, until Waverly can't stand having Nicole inside her anymore. She moves to pull her out, and instantly, her pussy contracts around the emptiness as she falls into Nicole's arms and kisses her passionately.

“Forget what I said, Nic. I'm sure you can prove me wrong about everything I thought was true about sex.” 

Nicole laughs “I'm totally up for trying, what else do you have in mind?” 

Waverly takes a second to think “Dirty talk? I always thought I wasn't interested in them, mostly because Champ only used them to ask me over and over again if I ‘liked it.’ " Nicole laughs, glad she held back from asking the question earlier. 

“You think you'd like dirty talk?” 

"I'm pretty sure I have a praise kink, which is ironic for someone who isn't able to take compliments." 

They both laughed, and Nicole wrapped her arms around her shoulders and pulled her close. 

“You're such a good girl,” she added, kissing her temple, and Waverly laughed some more, still enjoying the way Nicole's words made her feel. 

“See? Call me a good girl while you take me from behind, I'm sure I could lose my mind.” 

Nicole's eyes widen, fuck, this is hot. And definitely on her to-do list now. 

“I'll remember that. Anything else?” 

Waverly pauses to think some more, shakes her head no, and leans down to kiss Nicole's neck. 

“Nothing comes to mind right now, but I'll let you know.” 

Nicole nods, "Great, because I want to change your mind about sex, I want it to be something you enjoy and want to do. "

“Oh, trust me, you're already changing my opinion on a lot of things after only 48 hours.” 

“Imagine who you'll be in a week.” Nicole laughs. 

“Maybe I'll be the type to walk around naked in your apartment in a month,” she suggests. Nicole raises an eyebrow and her shoulders drop “I thought you'd be that girl by tomorrow morning.” 

 

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Notes:

As usual, comments and kudos are huge motivation for me to write more Wayhaugt, we're less and less in here, but I know there's still a lot of us enjoying reading about those two. Don't hesitate to let me know if you want more. I hope you enjoyed this one !