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Walk the Dog

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“We’ll figure out a bit of a schedule for the next two weeks before you leave. It’ll have to be in two week intervals because sometimes things come up and I wouldn’t want to leave you confused if you show up and for some reason Jedi isn’t here.” She said with a soft laugh and a shrug.

She moved to a cupboard and pulled out a completely new shaver, and placed it on the edge of the tub, before turning to Monica wish a kind smile on her face. “Take your time okay? Relax as much as you want. I want you to feel good after this.” The last thing Spencer wanted was for Monica to feel like she needed to rush through the process, because as much as this was to get clean, it was also for her to feel better. And there was a bit difference between those two things. She reached out and squeezed Monica’s wrist gently, before heading out of the bathroom and closing the door behind her. 

She moved back to the couch and turned the show back on, patting the couch and letting Jedi hop up onto the couch next to her and snuggle up. She was content to wait as long as Monica was going to take, not in a rush for her to leave at all. Monica was going to get as much TLC as Spencer could push on her before she was pushing too much. She wasn’t sure what it was about Monica that she felt so drawn to, but she couldn’t deny that she felt something with her that she hadn’t felt about others that she had helped.

“That sounds perfect,” Monica agreed with a smile.  “Yeah, that would just be awkward - I’d be worrying that Jedi had somehow got out without me or something.”

It was hard to quantify just how much Spencer had done for her, or what all of the little gestures meant to her.  When she’d been thrown out of her own house she was sure she’d never experience kindness again, and for the most part she’d been right - until a certain blonde had wandered into her life.  “Thank you,” she smiled brightly and honestly, accepting the shaver and the gentle squeeze before making her way into the bathroom and starting to run the water.

Her body wasn’t hers - not really, it never had been.  But Monica avoided the mirror as she undressed, the last few layers falling away limply.  They were down to mere scraps of fabric now, making it difficult for her to keep herself tucked properly and leaving her constantly worried, but it was all she had.  Whimpering slightly at the feeling of a hot bath, she slid into the tub and began the thorough process of getting clean.

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Spencer rolled her eyes playfully at the other woman’s words, biting down on her bottom lip. Monica was always so supportive, even with just small things. Mm, sounds good, babe. 

When Monica finished with her hair, much too soon for Spencer’s liking, she slipped under the stream of water again. She rinsed out her hair and then pressed a kiss to Monica’s lips. Thank you, beautiful. Ready to go get ready? They really needed to get a move on if they were going to make it to the restaurant on time. She slipped out of the shower and grabbed two towels for herself before handing two over to Monica and then went about drying herself off.

Monica laughed at the little sarcastic gesture, glad that Spencer had taken it the way she meant it.  There was an interesting level of humor that could only exist in their heads, and she looked forward to playing with that for as long as they lived.

You’re welcome, my love.  And yes, we really should get going.  Monica turned the shower off, smiling at Spencer as she handed her a robe.  There was a soft grumble in the room, barely audible, and Monica raised a curious eyebrow.  Was that your stomach or mine?  Either way, sounds like we’ll have a revolt on our hands if we don’t hit the diner.

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Every now and then this brain of mine will come up with a good idea. She joked, winking at the woman that she loved. I’m excited to see the menu and see what we can pair with your bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns. 

She nodded her head slowly. Yes, please. Spencer loved the feeling of fingers running through her hair. Especially if those fingers belonged to her soulmate. Though she would take what she could get when it came to playing with her hair. As Monica began, Spencer sighed, her eyes falling shut. She would happily stay in this moment forever if she could. Just her and Monica with no cares in the world other than being together. She loved it more than she could express.

Don’t forget I’m in there with you, I know exactly how many good ideas you have, she teased.  Not that it worked that way, and she didn’t get anything Spencer didn’t share willingly, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t joke about it.  I think there are a lot of good options, but I’ll let you figure out what sounds the best to you.

My pleasure, baby.  Monica began to slowly work the shampoo in, taking her time and making the experience as pleasurable as possible.  She loved the feeling of those locks in her fingers - the way they felt so silken and perfect, the way it made Spencer sigh and close her eyes.  The shower was warm and steamy, the moment perfect, and she was happy to live in it for a few moments longer.

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Well, we could always get completely different dishes and then share. Spencer, for a long time, wasn’t one to share food with anyone other than her siblings. There was always that fear that they would go back to not having enough. That she would be once again hungry more often than not. But being with Monica had helped ease some of that worry and Spencer had become open to sharing food with her. Sometimes, Spencer wasn’t even sure that Monica knew how big of a deal that had been.

Spencer grinned at the awestruck way those words had slipped into her mind and she nodded, leaning over to kiss her cheek. Mhm, that you will. Her heart ached in the best way possible at just how amazed Monica looked in that moment. They had known each other for four years had been together for a couple and yet they were still learning new things about one another as the days passed. Some may think it was a surprise that there was somewhere this special to Monica that Spencer hadn’t been before, but Spencer loved that they were still unraveling pieces of each other.

See, I told you how smart you are, Monica grinned.  There were issues around Spencer and food, and Monica at least realized that much.  They had talked about their families, their backgrounds, and sometimes it was enough to put two and two together and it came up with four but there were little things that she didn’t quite have a handle on.  It would come in time, but even with a mental link she would never, never force things like that from Spencer’s mind.

Monica started a bit at the words in her head, blushing deeply as she realized she’d switched into broadcast mode without knowing it.  She didn’t regret it, though, not when it made Spencer look at her the way she was.  I will.  Swapping places with her soulmate, Monica lathered up as Spencer rinsed off.  Ready for me to do your hair?

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Spencer gasped at the nip to her shoulder shaking her head slightly. That wasn’t fair at all. You can’t bite me when I’m not allowed to press you up against the wall and return the favor tenfold. She argued, already trying to come up with ways that she would be able to get back at the other. She wasn’t quite sure what she would do, but she could come up with something. Eventually.

I think that sounds like a pretty good plan. Spencer agreed, taking the soap and washcloth from her soulmate with a smile. She began to lather the soap along her body, trying to both be quick and cleanly. She knew that they only had a certain amount of time and she didn’t want to be the one to hold them up any longer, especially since they had to rush a bit because they had slept in. That sounds yummy. I might do the same..with some hashbrowns.

Monica had the good grace to look contrite - or to try, at least.  Mostly she looked guilty, but there was a smile tugging at her lips all the same.  You make a good point, baby.  When we get back you can figure out what you want to do about that.  It was almost redundant for Monica to say, again, just how in love she was.

Ooh, hashbrowns.  One of the best things about their link was not having to open her mouth to talk when she was, say, rinsing shampoo from her hair.  That sounds really good too.  I might have to flip a coin when I get there.  More than the food, though, more than anything, she just wanted to take Spencer there.  The diner was her place, where she’d consumed more breakfast food than could possibly be healthy, but now she was going to be there with her love.  With my love, she broadcast without realizing.  I’ll be there with my soulmate.

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Your kisses are definitely the best thing ever. Spencer agreed, heart pounding wildly. She would never know how the universe had chosen her to be this absolutely wonderful woman’s soulmate. But she would be forever grateful for whatever power out there in the universe had decided that this was the perfect match.

She hummed softly. Your hands on me would be much too distracting, love. But I will definitely be expecting you to soap me up the next time we shower together. Spencer teased gently, though she was also being truthful. She certainly wasn’t strong enough to fight against the yearning and want within her if she had Monica’s hands all over her body. She already knew that it would feel too damn good.

Mmm, don’t think I missed the way you twisted my words.  Monica growled playfully, nipping at Spencer’s shoulder with a giggle.  That sort of thing just can’t be allowed.  She was so hopelessly, completely in love - fortunately it was with her soulmate, and she knew that their love could withstand anything.

Monica giggled again, nodding.  Fair deal, baby girl.  But I’ll do your hair for you if you want.  I think we can probably keep that PG.  Monica passed Spencer the soap from its holder as well as a fresh washcloth, singing softly as she began to lather up her own dark locks.  I think I’m going to have bacon and eggs.  Maybe some toast.

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Spencer smiled around her toothbrush. And what is at the top of that list? She had a sneaking suspicion, but it never hurt to hear good things. In the years that she had known her, Monica had been so incredibly gentle and kind and loving. There was no one, Spencer knew, that cared about her more than the woman who had just hopped into the shower. Of course, her parents loved her and wanted what was best for her. But the love that she received from Monica was unlike anything else she had experienced in her life time. 

Finishing up with brushing her teeth, she placed her tooth brush back in its spot and then moved to step into the shower. She squeezed Monica’s waist and pressed a soft kiss against Monica’s shoulder. As the warmth surrounded her, she let out a soft breath of contentment. She would have been so happy to just curl right back up in bed, but she knew Monica was excited to show her the restaurant and she wasn’t going to ruin that for her.

Your sweet kisses.  Which are always the best thing I can imagine.  The feeling of Spencer’s lips on hers, their mental connection made physical, never stopped amazing her.  Even as she stood in the warm water, with Spencer only a foot away, she already missed it.  And perhaps that was overly needy of her, but she hardly thought anyone could or should fault her for loving the way that her soulmate made her feel.

I’m glad you could join me.  Monica’s words weren’t teasing, just honest.  Turning to face Spencer, she allowed herself just a moment to hold the blonde tightly and rest her head against her shoulder.  The diner would be there if they took just a moment to express their love.  Want me to soap you up, my love, or is that going to lead to things we can’t finish right now?

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I’ll always be here. Always. Nothing in the world could make her walk away from Monica. No mistake. No frustration. Nothing. 

She grumbled playfully when Monica made it clear that they only had time for an actual shower and no fun times. It felt like she could never get enough of Monica. Their first time had been absolutely perfect and each time afterward had been absolutely amazing. She pressed another quick kiss to Monica’s lips and then rolled out of the bed. The morning air caused goosebumps to arise on her bare skin and she shivered slightly. She quickly moved to the bathroom, eager to get under the warm water. She turned on the shower to let the water do its thing as she went about brushing her teeth. 

That’s all I need to know, Monica promised.  They were both only human, after all, and being soulmates didn’t mean that they wouldn’t say or do things that were wrong.  The important thing was that they’d always work through it.

She’d expected the grumbling but it still made her giggle, and the kiss brought another smile to her face.  Monica shrugged off the blankets, stretching slowly, and padded across the room to the bathroom.  She didn’t wait for her turn at the sink, choosing instead to hop into the shower and stand directly under the warm spray.  That is the second best thing I’ve felt this morning.

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You’ve never led me in the wrong direction before. Even when Spencer had been disappointed by things in their relationship, she had always known it was coming from a place of love; though sometimes she had had to remind herself of that. 

Oh please. Everything about you is gorgeous in the morning. It’s really unfair. Spencer urged, pulling back from the kiss, simply because if she didn’t, she would be unable to stop herself. Do we have time for a shower or is that going to have to be an after breakfast thing? Despite the fact that they could speak aloud, sleepy Spencer usually defaulted to just speaking through their link, because it was just comforting and all consuming in that way. 

Give it time.  I might be your soulmate, but I’m not flawless.  And when the day comes that I do go the wrong direction, I’ll be waiting on you to pull me back the other way.  Because you’re the smartest person I know.

Monica rolled her eyes playfully, but she didn’t hate the compliment one bit.  And she was glad when Spencer pulled away, because it meant she didn’t have to summon the willpower to do it herself.  I think we’ve got time.  If we can shower together and only shower together, that is.  I promise I’ll make it up to you when we get back.  She didn’t mind just using their connection.  It felt more intimate, more loving, and like something they deserved.

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Spencer smiled and nodded her head. I think it would take much more than waking me up for me to deny you a kiss. Spencer had been mad and frustrated with Monica before, but she loved her way too much for any anger to last for too long. For a long time, their biggest problem had been that Spencer was a minor, but now that simply wasn’t the case anymore. And Spencer found that it made things run a lot more smoothly. Plus, I’m really excited to try this place that you’re excited for.

As lips pressed against her own, Spencer hummed and moved one of her hands to tangle in dark locks. Kissing Monica was like heaven. She couldn’t describe how amazing it felt to have the older woman’s lips against her own. I love you. The telepathic bond between them was one that Spencer was forever grateful for. There were some things that you couldn’t wait to say but also didn’t want to stop kissing for and it became extremely useful. 

Thank goodness for that, Monica winked playfully at the blonde.  It had been so hard, and sometimes heartbreaking, to push Spencer away when she’d wanted her so badly.  But when it came down to it they both knew it had been the right decision, and now that there was no longer an obstacle between them they could truly enjoy everything about being soulmates and be part of each other’s lives in every way.  I hope it lives up to the hype.  Last thing I want is to disappoint you.  Which was true in a lot of ways.

Monica hummed in pleasure as Spencer’s hand found her hair, and she knew it was going to take some effort to keep the little gesture from causing them to miss breakfast after all.  I love you too, Spencer Evans.  Have I ever mentioned how beautiful your bedhead is?  Because seriously.  I’m jealous.

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When Spencer had been young, she had looked forward to the day when she would be able to wake up in her soulmate’s bed. She had been allowed to do that for a while now, but had only recently gotten to wake up in her soulmate’s bed after they had made love. Spencer had been eighteen for a few months and every time she she fell apart under Monica’s hand, or was able to be the one to make Monica fall apart, she felt her connection with Monica deepen in a way that she hadn’t known was possible. 

She groaned softly as she was roused from her sleep, her body arching as she stretched out her muscles. She was content, even if she was a bit pouty that she had to wake up. But the soft voice of Monica would never be something that she complained about. Her deep blue eyes blinked open and she glanced to her side, smiling sleepily at Monica. Hi.

Wait, had that actually worked?  Monica was briefly proud of herself, because she really hadn’t been sure if the link was still active while they were sleeping.  That feeling went away though, as she was lost in the simple pleasures of watching Spencer stretch and yawn.  She was beautiful beyond any measure that Monica could express, and in moments like this - with tousled blonde hair, sleepy blue eyes and the way that her upturned lips formed a perfect smile?  Irresistible.

Good morning, baby.  I’m sorry to wake you, but if you slept any longer we were going to miss breakfast.  There was a cute little diner right down the road that made incredible breakfast food, but only until eleven.  And I really want you to try it.  Think I can buy your forgiveness with a kiss?

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The whole being able to hear each other’s thoughts concept was pretty damn great, in Monica’s opinion.  But there were gaps in her knowledge, and as she laid next to Spencer on a lazy morning she decided it was the perfect time to test one of them out.  They didn’t share dreams, she knew that, but that didn’t answer the question of whether they could hear each other if one of them was asleep.

Pulling the blankets up tighter around her, she watched Spencer’s calm and even breathing and fell in love with her all over again.  She shut her eyes and tried her best to project a soft voice into her soulmate’s head.  Wake up, my beautiful baby.  Wake up and let me see those eyes.

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Setting Things Right

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As Monica knelt down on the floor before her, Spencer stopped what she had been doing and reached out to let her fingers tangle in Monica’s hair, a soft smile forming on her lips. She loved this girl more than anything and she was so grateful that they were doing their best to move forward after what had happened. Spencer still hated that she hadn’t been there so stop Monica from getting harmed in the first place, but she was grateful that she had managed to stop that person from taking her. She never would have stopped looking for her, but she was so glad that she didn’t have to.

“Good girl.” She offered gently, moving her body and leaning down to press her lips against Monica’s in a gentle kiss. “Can you go ahead and call the restaurant to make a reservation for us? I’d like to ensure that we have a spot ready.” She mused softly when she had pulled back from the kiss, eager to give Monica as many little opportunities for submission as she could after everything.

Monica leaned into Spencer’s touch, grateful for every chance that they had to be close.  They had come so frighteningly close to losing each other, and whether it made her feel needy or not Monica wanted nothing more than to be touched and spoken to and to have her existence acknowledged.  And even more than that, she needed to be Spencer’s.  The return of her collar was a big step toward that, and each act of submission was another rung on the ladder to becoming themselves again.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she beamed, accepting the kiss and nodding eagerly at the command.  “Of course, Mistress.  I’ll be right back.”  The phone call was yet another opportunity for her to be Spencer’s, as she requested a table for her Mistress and herself.  Fortunately the night wasn’t too booked, and they would be able to get in at a decent time.  “Booked, my Mistress,” Monica alerted her as she knelt at Spencer’s feet once more.  “They’ve got us in for 5:30.”

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Walk the Dog

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Spencer smiled when Monica excitedly told her about the walk that they had been on. It was good that she seemed so happy afterward. And Jedi still seemed pleased with the girl in question which meant that it had gone well for him as well. Spencer was glad that she had seemingly made the right call in offering this to Monica and nodded her head slightly. “I’m very glad that you both had a great time. Hopefully it is the first of many awesome adventures that the two of you will have together. After this, Spencer didn’t see any reason for Monica to not be able to continue walking Jedi. It would give him something to do when Spencer couldn’t be home and it would offer Monica a way to receive some income. 

“You’re welcome. Jedi is a special boy.” Spencer said softly. “I had a great time while you were out. Managed to get some relaxation time in while you were out.” She said with a nod of her head before gesturing for Monica to follow her to the bathroom. “I put out some stuff for you. I figured you could relax a bit yourself and have some cleaner clothes…I also have a new toothbrush and stuff there that you can feel free to use.” Spencer offered, glancing at Monica, hoping that it wasn’t too much.

Monica’s excitement was palpable.  “Anytime you want, honestly.  I know I’m not exactly easy to get ahold of, but if you tell me what days of the week you’d like me here then I can make myself a schedule.”  After all, it wasn’t as if Spencer could call her or even necessarily find her - she slept in a lot of different places, out of necessity.  “I’m sure Jedi can lead me to all sorts of fun places.”  The dog looked up at her when his name was mentioned, but quickly went back to chewing his treat.

“I can see that,” she agreed with a smile.  “Very special.  That’s good!  Everybody deserves some time to just chill.”  Following behind her, Monica’s brow furrowed at the offer of more clothes and the like - but again, she could hardly deny how good it would feel to wear something besides her disintegrating socks and the t-shirt that didn’t even come to her waist.  “Thank you,” she finally responded in a choked voice.  “It means a lot.  You don’t happen to have a razor in there...” she hadn’t shaved her legs in months, and it was a gross feeling.

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Text Messages

Spencer: That's right.

Spencer: I'm going to get some sleep, baby.

Spencer: I'll talk to you later okay?

Monica: Sleep tight, my Mistress.

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Text Messages

Spencer: Always.

Monica: And forever.

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Breaking the Mold

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You just have to believe in me. It may not be the most impressive ear of all time, but we will still get you making an ear. That you can tell is an ear. Spencer teased gently. There was something about Monica that Spencer was drawn to. Perhaps it was the slight sarcasm that came through or the fact that Monica tried for her, when she knew that Monica was a difficult student for others. It could have been a variety of things, but Spencer knew that she wanted to do what she could to help Monica while she was in her class. 

That’s a good question. What you need to do, is make sure that this part here is reinforced well. That way when you think this part out, it still has the strength that it needs to not fall apart. Spencer explained, glad that Monica asked a question when she was confused and didn’t just sit idly by waiting for things to start making sense. 

Monica snorted softly, shaking her head.  There weren’t any other teachers in the school who even tried to be funny in a way that she could relate to.  A lot of them made silly jokes or bad wordplay that seemed to amuse her fellow students, but they weren’t the sort of thing that would reach her.  Spencer teased her, challenged her in a way that no one else did and Monica could appreciate that.  Then it’d be an improvement over the lump that was on my desk a few minutes ago.

So, Monica had to alternate between speaking with her hands and using them to gesture, and she was reminded all over again of a life before all of this.  Is it easier to try and dig it out before or after?  She realized the question might not make sense and frowned at herself.  Sorry.  I mean is it easier to build up around it and then thin it out, or to... Monica rubbed her forehead.  The way to phrase her question was eluding her, and it drove her crazy.  Or to thin it out and then build up around it?  It still wasn’t quite what she wanted to ask, but she hoped Spencer could make some kind of sense of it.