PepSi Fanfic - Move In With Me
Title: Move In With Me
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
Rating: PG - some kissing and sniffing
Description: The first in a series of installments I plan to write based on the bits we never got to see, especially in te year between season 7 and 8.
Thanks to TheJollyApe as always for continued support and for introducing me to this wonderful couple in the first place, and Emma for straightening out my mistakes.
The loud tapping of a very distinguished knock rapped on the door much earlier than Silvia was expecting. Trying her best not to trip over anything, she quickly wrapped a towel around her wet form and opened the door. Outside stood Pepa, wearing a beautiful smile which quickly turned into a grin when she noticed her girlfriend’s state of undress.
“You should have told me we were going completely casual tonight. I would have dressed to match.”
Silvia rolled her eyes and almost yanked Pepa through the open door before anyone else could catch her in a towel, “You’re early.”
The brunette’s eyes took in the whole picture now part of the door wasn’t blocking her view, “Well you’re always getting at me for being late so…”
Silvia glared mockingly, “So you thought you’d get here stupidly early instead?”
“Yup,” Pepa nodded, “Makes up for all the others.”
A small laugh escaped the redhead’s otherwise serious face. She shook her head, kissed Pepa a quick hello on the lips, before running into the bedroom.
“Do you want me to follow!?”
Silvia’s face popped back around the door, “You do that and we’ll never make it to the restaurant.”
The clock on the microwave oven read 12:13 as the key turned in the lock of the kitchen door, the giggling of the pair opening it disturbing the otherwise quiet night.
The first to stumble through was the redhead, hair a little dishelved and barefoot having taken her shoes off long ago due to the broken heel on the one belonging to the left foot. Despite her troubles however, she also held her stomach, the laughter having been too much for the muscles residing there.
“Pepa, no more. Please no more.” She requested, finally making it through the entryway and throwing her keys down on the table.
Behind her, not laughing quite as hard but indeed part of the merriment the brunette followed. She carried the shoes belonging to her girlfriend in one hand and held onto the door with the other. Managing to get herself through the frame, she shut the door behind her and placed the shoes on the floor before grabbing Silvia from behind. “You don’t say that to me often,” she remarked, smiling as she sniffed the red curls in front of her face.
The smaller woman’s laughter turned into a small chuckle before stopping altogether as she leaned back into the loving touch, grasping the arms that surrounded her and closing her eyes. She relished in the closeness she always felt with Pepa, her fingers softly drawing patterns on the skin under her hands.
Red hair was moved gently away from one side to expose the neck Pepa had every intention of ravishing. She placed light kisses along the pale surface, her hands moving to rest on Silvia’s hips. She heard a sigh and smiled against the skin under lips.
The redhead took her girlfriend by surprise, spinning around in the embrace to look up into eyes filled with a healthy mixture of love and lust. Silvia took advantage of the shock and claimed the lips she had been seeking all evening, tasting the sweet combination of the dessert eaten at the restaurant and the uniqueness of Pepa. Her arms encircled the neck above her and she felt the hands move from her hips to once again encircle her form and pull her closer.
Eventually Silvia pulled back, the grin that had been plastered to her face for most of the evening once again present. She stroked a strand of dark hair back from her girlfriend’s cheek and replaced it with her hand.
“Move in with me.”
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
Rating: PG - some kissing and sniffing
Description: The first in a series of installments I plan to write based on the bits we never got to see, especially in te year between season 7 and 8.
Thanks to TheJollyApe as always for continued support and for introducing me to this wonderful couple in the first place, and Emma for straightening out my mistakes.
The loud tapping of a very distinguished knock rapped on the door much earlier than Silvia was expecting. Trying her best not to trip over anything, she quickly wrapped a towel around her wet form and opened the door. Outside stood Pepa, wearing a beautiful smile which quickly turned into a grin when she noticed her girlfriend’s state of undress.
“You should have told me we were going completely casual tonight. I would have dressed to match.”
Silvia rolled her eyes and almost yanked Pepa through the open door before anyone else could catch her in a towel, “You’re early.”
The brunette’s eyes took in the whole picture now part of the door wasn’t blocking her view, “Well you’re always getting at me for being late so…”
Silvia glared mockingly, “So you thought you’d get here stupidly early instead?”
“Yup,” Pepa nodded, “Makes up for all the others.”
A small laugh escaped the redhead’s otherwise serious face. She shook her head, kissed Pepa a quick hello on the lips, before running into the bedroom.
“Do you want me to follow!?”
Silvia’s face popped back around the door, “You do that and we’ll never make it to the restaurant.”
The clock on the microwave oven read 12:13 as the key turned in the lock of the kitchen door, the giggling of the pair opening it disturbing the otherwise quiet night.
The first to stumble through was the redhead, hair a little dishelved and barefoot having taken her shoes off long ago due to the broken heel on the one belonging to the left foot. Despite her troubles however, she also held her stomach, the laughter having been too much for the muscles residing there.
“Pepa, no more. Please no more.” She requested, finally making it through the entryway and throwing her keys down on the table.
Behind her, not laughing quite as hard but indeed part of the merriment the brunette followed. She carried the shoes belonging to her girlfriend in one hand and held onto the door with the other. Managing to get herself through the frame, she shut the door behind her and placed the shoes on the floor before grabbing Silvia from behind. “You don’t say that to me often,” she remarked, smiling as she sniffed the red curls in front of her face.
The smaller woman’s laughter turned into a small chuckle before stopping altogether as she leaned back into the loving touch, grasping the arms that surrounded her and closing her eyes. She relished in the closeness she always felt with Pepa, her fingers softly drawing patterns on the skin under her hands.
Red hair was moved gently away from one side to expose the neck Pepa had every intention of ravishing. She placed light kisses along the pale surface, her hands moving to rest on Silvia’s hips. She heard a sigh and smiled against the skin under lips.
The redhead took her girlfriend by surprise, spinning around in the embrace to look up into eyes filled with a healthy mixture of love and lust. Silvia took advantage of the shock and claimed the lips she had been seeking all evening, tasting the sweet combination of the dessert eaten at the restaurant and the uniqueness of Pepa. Her arms encircled the neck above her and she felt the hands move from her hips to once again encircle her form and pull her closer.
Eventually Silvia pulled back, the grin that had been plastered to her face for most of the evening once again present. She stroked a strand of dark hair back from her girlfriend’s cheek and replaced it with her hand.
“Move in with me.”