Title: Something For You
Pairing: Pepa and Silvia
It's already late when Silvia got home. After she parked her car, she uses her own key to get in to the house. Silence welcomed her when she comes in. Pepa must be already fallen asleep, waiting for her.
She didn't expect that she's going to stay working this late. She's so excited...she promised to dine with Pepa tonight. But her father demanded to finish up the autopsy and have the report first thing in the morning. So She ended up stuck in the lab and with Gonzalo... working with her.
"Hey, Silvia! Are you okay?" Gonzalo ask with concerned.
"Yes, I was just concentrating and trying to finish this up as fast as I can," Silvia reply and smile sheepishly. "Why?"
"You seemed so agitated," Gonzalo answered. "Do you have plans tonight?"
"As a matter of fact, I promised to dine with Pepa," Silvia looked at her watch. "I was hoping I could still make it, but I guess it's not going to happen, Silvia said hiding her disappointment and smiled faintly."
"Sorry, Sil," Gonzalo said apologetically.
Not that Pepa would mind about it, but she's looking forward to it. They haven't gone out for dinner for a long time. They've been busy lately. But things never go out as planned.
Except from the light outside... the house is pitch-dark. She steps into something that almost got her out of balance.
"Dammit!" she whispers and reach for the lamps switch beside the sofa. She looks down on what she steps on. "What is----a Barbie doll!"
She has no idea why there's a Barbie doll and other toys scattered on the floor. She went straight to their bedroom. She sees Pepa sound asleep, with little Sabinica laying on her arm and her other arm embracing the little girl.
She's caught by surprise on the scene in front of her. Their relationship has never been easy. They have rough time as well. The worst thing that had happened and put them in a huge fight...is about having kids. Pepa was so serene in her sleep with the little girl in her arm.
She moves closer and sits on the side of the bed and silently watches both of them. She felt something warm inside her seeing the scene in front of her. She smiled and stared at her girlfriend tenderly. She traces Pepa's smooth skin.
Pepa stirred. "Hmnn...." opening her eyes slowly, still half sleep. "P-Pelirroja..." she murmured huskily.
"Hi, I'm so sorry," Silvia, responded. "I got tied up..."
"Oh, that's fine," Pepa, reply sleepily and a faint smile curved her lips. Silvia couldn't help it, she bend down and kiss Pepa's soft lips.
"Dad wants’ me to finished an autopsy and want the report first thing in the morning," she explains.
"It's okay, no need to worry about it. We could still make up for it some other time. And I know you're already tired Pelirroja, why don't you get ready for bed," Pepa said, now fully awake and give her girlfriend a kiss.
"Okay. And why is that little brat doing here, anyway?"
"Rita came in; she said she needed somebody to take care of the baby. So she asked if we could take care of her for the night." Silvia looks at her in amazement. "Well, it seems something really important came up. I didn't really ask the details, why...I just agreed," Pepa explains. "Why, is there something wrong?"
"No there's nothing wrong. It's just that---"
"I know what you're thinking Pelirroja," Pepa said cutting off her girlfriend on what about she has to say. Well, it's already a common knowledge, that she's really not fond of having kids. But it wasn’t really that bad after all. Maybe someday they could start a family too.
"So how did it go?"
"It went out just fine; Sabinica’s been good, so I haven't had any problems watching her, " Pepa answers smiling.
"Okay," that's all Silvia could muster. "So I guess I am forgiven then...for not making it to dinner since the little girl occupied your time anyway."
Pepa smiles widened. "Let's go to bed Pelirroja, before we'll wake her," then she hugs and kisses her goodnight.
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Silvia woke up the next morning by Pepa's kisses. "Good morning, sleepyhead!" Pepa said smiling flashing her perfect set of white teeth. She is sitting at edge of the bed stroking Silvia's face and removes some strands of hair on her face. A glint of happiness showing on her face while gazing at her.
"Good morning yourself," Silvia greeted. She looked intently on her beautiful face. She's contented just being with her. Just both of them. Pepa broke the silence.
"C'mon, Pelirroja, time to get up. I already got some breakfast ready. Since we haven’t gone out last night and it's our weekend off as well, we're going somewhere, I'm sure you'll going to like it. And the best thing is just the both of us... we can do anything we want with no distraction."
"We could do it here as well, you know even we don't go somewhere else. We'll just ignore them," Silvia said moving closer and her hand started to travel from Pepa's hair, to her face and then down to her breast.
Pepa is trying to focus and convince her girlfriend at the same time. But all her concentration is on Silvia's hand roaming on her body. Silvia's finger traces the outline of one of her nipples. She's still staring at Pepa while her hand continues to wander.
Pepa's defenses is defeated by the sensations starting to grow from her body. She started to breathe heavily. "Silvia..." She was given a little respite. Then Silvia kneads her breast. Pepa closes her eyes and arc her body. She's trying not to moan. But when she felt Silvia's lips touch her skin, she couldn't help to let out a groan.
"How do you like this?" Silvia asks, whispering to her ear.
All her senses were awakened. Her mind struggled to find an answer to the question. And she couldn't get her brain work, 'cause of what her hand is doing. "Silvia...is...this..."
"Just giving you a little taste of what we're going to do. But I'm curious where we're going, so I'm going to get ready now," Silvia replied, her voice a little tight. She stops on what she's doing and gives her a quick kiss. And then jump out of bed.
Pepa was left alone in the bed. Mouth agape. She shakes her head to gain her composure. "Tease," she said to herself.