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Only over you

Pairing: No click Setting: Just after the owts tour

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Christine awoke to a thin stream of sunlight falling across her, as she lay nestled in the warmth of her feather duvet, she gazed through her bedroom window at the quintessentially English morning, a pale grey sky and sinking fog making the prospect of leaving her bed even more unappealing. Her initial grogginess dissipating, she began to turn over when she felt a hand gently clutch the bare skin of her waist, very nearly gasping in surprise, she slowly continued to roll over startled for a moment as she came nose to nose with Stevie, then a small smile tugging at her lips as she took in the image of the younger blonde laying next to her, angelic in her repose. Stevie instinctively searched for Christine in her sleep as she’d lost the body heat Christine had been providing when she turned over. Christine felt a great desire to be as close to Stevie as possible as she pressed her cheek into the crook of Stevie’s neck, the softness of her skin and the comfort it gave her like nothing she’d experienced before. Stevie wrapped her arms around Christine in response, Christine enveloping her in return, delicate fingers caressing Stevie’s nude back until the older blonde sank back into slumber with a contented sigh.

When Christine woke for the second time in Stevie’s warm embrace, she remembered everything from the previous night in vivid detail. She replayed each kiss in her mind’s eye, pondering that if she wasn’t still in Stevie’s arms she would think the memory was a dream, as it was almost too good to be true. She wondered how they had ended up in this position, as she distinctly remembered falling asleep holding Stevie snuggled close to her chest as she’d been worried about Stevie being able to breathe, the duvet covering her nose because she’d pulled it up so high.

Christine’s musings were interrupted as she felt Stevie’s grip on her loosen and a sudden coldness as the younger blonde pulled away, yawning as she stretched out like a cat. Stevie let out a grunt as her back twinged with pain then lay back down heavily, opening her eyes for the first time during her waking process. Stevie’s cheeks flushed slightly as she was surprised to see Christine watching her with a amused smile. Stevie shivered as cold air grazed her bare arms, quickly pulling the duvet over herself as she realised she was naked. Christine could sense her remembering the events of the night before as her eyes softened from confusion, deep brown orbs then gazing at her searchingly.

Christine reached out for Stevie, placing her hand onto the younger woman’s stomach and feeling her tense, she slowly withdrew it. Stevie looked away from her and ran a hand through her tangled hair, trying to smooth it out.

“Do you want to forget what happened last night?” Christine asked quietly.

“No.” Stevie instantly replied as her eyes flashed back to Christine’s. Her voice was soft, sincere and then became a whisper as she asked, “Do you?”

“No.” Christine replied, her voice softening as she heard the tremble in Stevie’s.

They gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment, before sinking into each other, Stevie’s mouth meeting Christine’s parted lips, both women almost overwhelmed with emotion as they felt the other respond to their kiss. Stevie smiled sweetly at Christine as she pulled back slightly, feeling Christine’s fingers stroking through her hair as her palm held the older woman’s cheek.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Christine asked softly, closing her eyes for a brief moment as Stevie’s thumb caressed her cheekbone, making her sigh contentedly.

“Not before coffee,” Stevie murmured, the husk in her voice deepened by sleep.

“Alright, i’ll go make us some.” Christine agreed, her exhale becoming a soft chuckle at Stevie’s morning temperament.

Christine began to untangle herself from their embrace, momentarily stopping as Stevie pulled her back gently and gave her a comforting kiss before letting her go. Stevie snuggled deeper under the covers against the cold as she did so, while her eyes studied the older blonde’s body now that she stood in the faint morning light. Christine gasped as she left the warmth of her bed, rushing to put on her thick dressing gown and sheepskin slippers.

“I’ll turn the heating up,” Christine promised Stevie as she tucked the covers securely around the petite blonde shivering in her bed, before heading downstairs to make breakfast.

Stevie remained wrapped tightly in the duvet and her thoughts. Christine. Oh god Christine. She didn’t know quite how or why it had happened after all these years but somewhere near the end of their tour she had felt a stirring within for something she told herself she no longer needed, every time she looked at Christine. Regaining their friendship after years apart had felt as smooth as diving into a warm swimming pool, yet one day down the road Stevie had been laughing at one of Christine’s endlessly witty stories when she focused on the older blonde’s lips, the thought of what it would be like to kiss her suddenly flashed through Stevie’s mind and just wouldn’t leave. She tried to brush it off but the image persisted, each night she would think of what it would feel like to explore her bandmates mouth, who’s tongue would dominate, who’s hand would gently hold the other’s jaw, who would breathlessly break away, smile, then lean in for more. She had never been attracted to another woman like this before. At first she didn’t even recognise what it was that she was feeling. When she did it had scared her to death. She couldn’t get Christine out of her head and she didn’t know what to do about it.

The more Stevie thought about Christine the more she gravitated towards her. They spent soundcheck together, travelled together, shopped, lunched. Anything Christine wanted to do the younger blonde agreed to. Christine acted like she always did towards Stevie but now every time Christine took her hand to get her attention, her body felt electrified. Every time she kissed her cheek on stage, Stevie felt as if the skin her lips touched had been burned. Every time Stevie hugged her goodbye she wanted more, she wanted Christine to hold her for days. But she did nothing.

Until the night before. Stevie had come to England to visit Christine, the weeks apart after the tour had nearly driven her to the brink of insanity. She never knew she could miss someone so much. They’d had dinner, watched a movie, then the late hour had made Stevie bold. She leaned over the older blonde’s lap as they sat on her couch and brushed her lips ever so softly against Christine’s. It wasn’t a kiss that anyone could interpret as friendly, Stevie’s lips remained an inch from Christine’s as she glanced nervously up into her soft blue eyes, then kissed her again. She was elated when Christine didn’t pull away or even seem surprised, taking in every sensation as she tenderly moved her lips against those that she had dreamed of. Stevie’s heart beat rapidly in her throat when she felt Christine kiss her gently in return. She pulled away, light headed, the reality even more overwhelming than her fantasy. Feeling Christine’s hand now holding her waist she looked into her eyes once more and what she saw there made everything else inconsequential.

Stevie quickly straddled Christine’s lap, her kiss searing and desperate as she begged for access into Christine’s mouth. The older blonde responded instantly, moaning softly when Stevie’s tongue first touched hers and wrapping her arms tightly around her cashmere clad waist, pressing their upper bodies even closer. Stevie felt another surge of desire when Christine pulled her closer, her body alight with the way Christine returned her passionate kiss. Stevie could hardly breathe, but the kiss she was locked in mattered more to her than oxygen at that moment, she’d craved it for months and she never wanted it to end, she’d rather pass out than stop. She nearly did just that before Christine gently cupped her cheek and pulled away gasping. Stevie immediately moved forward to kiss her again but Christine held her at bay.

“Darling,” Christine chuckled breathlessly as Stevie started kissing at the corners of her mouth, nuzzling against her face. “Darling, breathe.” Christine told her. “What’s gotten into you.”

“I need you. I need you so badly.” Stevie whispered, her breath hot and shallow against Christine’s lips. The older blonde couldn’t control her reaction to those words and kissed Stevie fiercely.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Christine asked, Stevie nodded clambering off her lap, every step she took towards the stairs filled her with equal parts fear and excitement.

Once they reached Christine’s bedroom Stevie became nervous again and Christine now set the pace. The older blonde turned on the bedside lamp, gently taking the smaller blonde’s hand before she lay upon the bed. Stevie lay next to her, her senses once again invaded by Christine, her subtle perfume, her soft touch, her tender kiss that had Stevie pulling her closer. God how she wanted her. Christine’s hand slowly crept under Stevie’s sweater as their kiss gently simmered. Stevie tensed when Christine touched the soft skin of her stomach but relaxed when the older blonde didn’t recoil in disgust like Stevie feared she might, beginning to enjoy her caress and touch her in return.

Christine raised herself up and removed her own sweater, Stevie yearned to kiss Christine’s newly exposed skin but Christine’s lustful gaze and seductive smile tempted her to start undressing too. Stevie sat up, taking a deep breath before she removed her top, trying to banish her fears that the sight of her aged body would make Christine want to stop, as she then slipped off her lounging pants. No one had seen her naked in years and she was half terrified, half incredibly turned on. Christine wriggled out of her jeans then slipped one of her legs in between Stevie’s the contact making her inhale sharply, Christine pulling her thigh up gently to rest over her hip as she showered the younger blonde’s worried looking face with kisses.

“You’re gorgeous.” Christine whispered.

Stevie melted into her touch. All the hesitancy gone as she claimed her lips and reached around to unhooked Christine’s bra, removing the unwanted fabric. Christine returned the favour, their breasts brushing softly as they continued to kiss, stoking the flames of desire until they were both burning up.

Christine moved her kisses down Stevie’s jawline, nipping at her neck, discovering sensitive spots and leaving a single love bite behind her ear as Stevie moaned softly. She cupped the underside of the younger woman’s breasts, dragging her thumbs over sensitive nipples and smiling as Stevie squirmed.

Stevie watched every move Christine made, feeling her panties become saturated as her body reacted intensely to each touch. When Christine’s mouth closed around her nipple and she sucked lightly, Stevie thought she might be having a heart attack as her heart pumped wildly in her chest. If she was she didn’t care as she gasped and arched her back, pushing her breast further into Christine’s mouth. Stevie felt the older blonde’s hand slowly slide down her stomach as she attended to her breasts, teasing her through the drenched fabric of her panties before moving to caress her inner thighs, making Stevie groan in frustration.

Christine kissed across Stevie’s breasts then inched her way down, placing hot kisses across Stevie’s glowing skin. Stevie’s breath caught in her throat as Christine slipped her panties off, she was tempted to pull her back up to her lips and just keep on kissing her forever, but as Christine tentatively brushed her tongue against Stevie’s centre the only thought left in Stevie’s mind was ‘please do it again’ as she gasped in pleasure.

Christine slowly lapped at Stevie’s core and nibbled gently before she sucked Stevie’s clit into her mouth.

“Oh fuck, Christine,” Stevie moaned deeply, rolling her hips and revelling in the feel of Christine’s mouth working against her. This was everything she had wanted and so much more. One of Christine’s hands slid back up her stomach and caressed her breast until Stevie took her hand, lacing their fingers together as she spread her legs even further.

“Is that good honey?” Christine asked gazing up at Stevie before sucking at her entrance. A low moan emanated from Stevie’s throat when she tried to respond.

“Hmm?” Christine asked again as she moved her mouth back to the writhing blonde’s clit.

“Christine,” Stevie whimpered, biting her lip as a wave of fire crashed over her body and she knew she was close. Stevie couldn’t control her hips any longer, grinding rapidly against Christine’s mouth as the urge to climax overtook her.

“Oh god baby don’t stop, don’t stop, i’m coming.” Stevie moaned desperately as she did just that, tears filled her eyes as she convulsed and waves of pleasure flooded her body. She collapsed into the bed gasping and gripping tightly to Christine’s hand as the most powerful orgasm she’d had in years subsided.

Christine peppered kisses against her core feeling her jolt then crawled back up to her face, smiling softly when Stevie instantly pulled her into her arms. Stevie kissed her tearfully, tasting herself on Christine’s lips and holding her as close as physically possible.

“Christine,” Stevie cried kissing her cheek and looking deep into her eyes even through her tears. “I love you.”

Stevie buried her face in Christine’s pillow as she distinctly remembered the moment she finally told Christine that she loved her. That she was in love with her. She’d stared so intently into Christine’s pale blue eyes she’d missed the gentle smile that spread across her face, she hadn’t felt Christine’s hands running through her hair until they cupped her cheeks ever so softly and time slowed to a halt as Christine captured her lips in a delicate kiss.

“Oh Stevie, i love you too.” Christine had finally whispered. That was it. That was the moment Stevie had been dreaming of for months. Those 4 words repeated themselves in her mind endlessly. When she’d woken that morning, she thought the previous night was the most vivid dream she had ever experienced until her eyes met Christine’s. She felt paralysed by shock until the cold had hit her and she retreated under the covers. When Christine touched her the shock resonated through out her body, every muscle tensing.

It was real. They’d made love. Stevie’d instantly feared if Christine regretted it and had to look away, her eyes filling with tears. She would’ve been devastated if Christine regretted it. When Christine asked her if she wanted to forget about it her blood had run cold, that was the last thing she wanted. The strongest sense of relief had washed over her when Christine told her she didn’t want to forget it either. Then the kiss. The kiss told her everything she wanted to know. Christine really did feel what she felt. Stevie was overwhelmed by the knowledge that the woman she loved, loved her too. She did need coffee, but she mainly needed a moment to collect herself.

Christine had rushed to turn the thermostat up as far it would go, then made her way down to the kitchen. Stevie. Oh god Stevie. She couldn’t believe this had happened. At some point during the tour she’d felt their relationship slowly changing, they were closer than ever before but something was different. Christine tried to write it off as Stevie being Stevie, that she was misinterpreting the signs, that she had probably just missed having someone to hang out with. But she sensed something deeper and she found herself wanting to be with Stevie constantly. She’d find any excuse to take the younger blonde’s hand, she was the one who suggested they begin to exchange greeting kisses on stage, she was the one who lingered when they hugged goodbye.

Christine was still shocked however when Stevie called and asked if she could come and visit. She missed her so much she’d almost gone to California herself. She was even more shocked when they stayed up late into the night talking and suddenly Stevie’s lips were upon hers, kissing her tenderly. She was right. She hadn’t read the signs wrong at all and oh how glad she was that she was right. When Stevie gazed into Christine’s eyes she let her know that she felt the same way, so when Stevie leaned in for a second time she fell quickly into her kiss.

Every moment after that was like that of a dream. She’d taken Stevie to her bed and worshipped her body. Stevie was everything she’d fantasised she’d be, warm and tender, ever so soft to touch, sweet and giving. And then the impossible had happened. Stevie told her she loved her. Christine had held her as she cried, trying to stop her own tears from falling as an unstoppable smile spread across her face. She’d kissed Stevie and told her she loved her too.

Christine’s heart swelled with love for the woman who lay upstairs as she stood waiting for the kettle to boil. Replaying Stevie’s words in her mind.

“I’m in love with you.” Stevie told her softly as she composed herself enough to make sure Christine understood.

“I’m in love with you too.” Christine whispered finally succumbing to her tears.

“Oh,” Stevie gasped gently, somehow holding Christine even closer, she softly kissed away her tears, tenderly brushing her lips across Christine’s jawline back to her mouth and claiming it in a passionate kiss.

Christine kissed her back with equal fervour, letting Stevie take complete control as she felt herself being slowly rolled onto her back, the younger blonde coming to rest above her. Christine’s senses were aflame as Stevie continued to kiss her, each caress intensifying the desire that was building between her long legs. Every intake of breath Christine took was audible once Stevie moved her kisses to the older blonde’s neck, softly sucking and nibbling her way across Christine’s tanned skin until she reached her breasts. Christine moaned deeply when Stevie finally took her nipple into her warm mouth, sending a jolt of desire straight between her legs. No sooner was Christine about to beg Stevie to touch her where she needed it most than Stevie’s hand was there, gently spreading the wetness that had seeped from her across her labia, making Christine gasp and groan in pleasure.

“You’re so wet,” Stevie whispered into Christine’s ear, the older blonde blushing slightly at the awe in her voice, until all she was able to hear was her own heartbeat thumping rapidly.

“Stevie,” Christine moaned as she began rubbing her clit in slow circles, leaning up and crashing her lips into Stevie’s again. Christine tangled her fingers in Stevie’s golden tresses, pushing her mouth as close as possible as their tongues danced.

Christine pushed her hips up as she felt Stevie’s fingers slipping down through her folds. Stevie gently slid her finger inside Christine, breaking their kiss as Christine gasped sharply.

“Are you okay baby?” Stevie breathed looking into her eyes to make sure she hadn’t hurt the woman she so desperately wanted to pleasure.

“More… deeper…” Christine moaned arching her back to push Stevie’s finger further into herself.

Stevie peppered kisses across Christine’s cheek as she slid her finger in as far as she could, adding another then moving them in a gentle rhythm as she tried to find the older blonde’s most sensitive areas. Christine soon felt pleasure spreading through her limbs once Stevie found the right spot and thrust a little harder. Christine’s eyes fluttered closed in enjoyment as Stevie touched her in ways she had hardly even dreamed about.

“Christine,” Stevie moaned softly, sucking hotly at the older blondes lips to get her attention.

“Look at me.” Stevie asked desperately, Christine opening her eyes to Stevie’s chocolate orbs gazing tenderly down at her. “I love you.”

Christine moaned in ecstasy at the younger woman’s words and the sensation that overtook her body as Stevie began rubbing her thumb against her clit.

“You like that?” Stevie asked her lowly, taking Christine’s bottom lip between her teeth and nibbling gently as all the older blonde could do was nod her agreement.

Christine cupped Stevie’s cheek in her palm, struggling to keep her eyes open as it just felt so good. She bucked her hips in time with Stevie’s hand, her skin flushing as a wave of heat spread through her.

“Are you close baby?” Stevie whispered, feeling Christine’s body convulse, the thrust of her hips becoming erratic.

“Mmm…” Was all that Christine could manage to respond.

Stevie worked her body faster, placing a soft kiss to her lips just as Christine let go. Christine’s body flooded with relief as she cried out, slowing her desperate movements as Stevie gave her everything she needed. She felt Stevie continue to move her fingers gently inside her until her orgasm subsided.

“I love you.” Stevie repeated as she smiled down softly at Christine.

“I love you.” Christine whispered huskily, pulling Stevie into a breathless kiss, groaning against her lips as Stevie slowly pulled her fingers out of her. Christine buried her face into Stevie’s shoulder as she wrapped her arms around the younger blonde relishing holding her like this for the first time.

Christine smiled as she then remembered waking in the younger blonde’s arms exactly the same way, being drawn from her memory by the kettle whistling on the stove. She made Stevie’s coffee, then her own tea and headed back upstairs.

Stevie wriggled up into a sitting position as Christine came back into the substantially warmer bedroom.

“Ooh thank you.” Stevie said gratefully taking her coffee. Christine placed her tea on the bedside table as she took her slippers off and climbed back into bed propping herself up on the pillows.

Stevie took one sip of her coffee then set it down on the other bedside table. She moved as close to Christine as possible, undoing her robe and slipping it off her upper body, Stevie wrapped her arms around Christine’s waist, hugging her tightly, loving the warmth their upper bodies created and how soft Christine’s bare skin felt against her own. She ran the tip of her nose lightly against Christine’s neck as the older blonde cuddled her closer.

“I still love you in the morning.” Stevie whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek softly and leaning back slightly to gaze into her eyes. “Do you still love me in the morning?”

“I love you. Morning, afternoon, and evening.” Christine smiled, kissing her cheek in return and nudging her nose against Stevie’s teasingly. Christine then slid down to lay on her side facing Stevie and motioning for her to do the same as the younger blonde immediately moved into her arms once again.

“This is wild huh?” Stevie grinned as Christine’s fingertips brushed across the bare skin of her arm soothingly.

“Wild is a understatement,” Christine chuckled softly.

“What are we gonna do?” Stevie asked softly, delicately stroking the older blonde’s hair.

“What do you want to do darling?” Christine replied.

“Kiss you.”

“So kiss me.” Christine whispered. “And we’ll see where it goes from there.”

“Oh it’ll go somewhere,” Stevie whispered leaning into her, and capturing her lips. “It’ll definitely go somewhere.”

“Mmm if last night is anything to go by, i’m sure it would.” Christine murmured against her lips in amusement.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Stevie said gazing at her tenderly.

“I felt like something changed between us on tour and i wasn’t sure exactly what it was until it was over. I missed you so much the moment you were gone, and that’s when i realised i’d fallen in love with you.” Christine told her, stroking Stevie’s hair gently, letting herself be truly vulnerable for the first time in many years.

“This one day that we were just hanging out, just like any other day, you were talking and laughing and this warm, soft light was glowing around you. I had this overwhelming urge to kiss you and then i couldn’t stop thinking about kissing you every day since then. When i finally worked out what it meant, that i was attracted to you i didn’t know what to do, and the last thing i wanted to do was risk ruining our friendship because you’re so precious to me and i’d just got you back.” Stevie took Christine’s hand as she spoke, the older blonde smiling softly at her words, not wanting to interrupt but unable to stop herself from placing a quick kiss to Stevie’s cheek.

“When it all ended and we were leaving New Zealand, i couldn’t imagine not seeing you everyday, it was like actually painful to me and i knew that the only way to stop the aching in my chest was to come here and tell you that i love you. I can’t even put it into words how relieved and thrilled i am that you feel the same.” Stevie’s massive smile made Christine’s heart overflow with love as tears glistened in the younger blonde’s eyes once again.

“Oh darling, i do,” Christine whispered her warm voice dripping with emotion. She pressed her lips to Stevie’s, lightly brushing her tongue over Stevie’s bottom lip, seeking entrance and smiling as Stevie sighed into her mouth when their tongues touched. The kiss ended naturally, both women smiling sweetly at each other.

“You’re so beautiful Stevie,” Christine told her. “And you’re a great kisser.” Christine grinned when Stevie immediately blushed.

“So are you.” Stevie giggled, brushing her thumb in slow circles over Christine’s soft cheek.

“Beautiful or a great kisser?” Christine giggled too as Stevie’s laughter was always contagious.

“Both.” Stevie smiled, raising her eyebrows flirtatiously. “Can i ask you something?”

“What darling?” Christine responded.

“Have you been with another woman before?” Stevie bit her lip after hesitating slightly.

“Well yes, in the 70’s, there was one or two.” Christine answered and watched Stevie’s eyes widen slightly in surprise. “Have you?”

“No, i’ve kissed other girls before but y'know that was just for show.” Stevie explained then added “You’re gonna have to teach me how to go down on you.”

“What?” Christine managed to choke out, her breath caught in her throat, making Stevie giggle at her tone and the priceless expression on her face.

“If you don’t want to that’s fine,” Stevie shrugged nonchalantly.

“Oh i want to. Come here i’ll show you now,” Christine started pulling Stevie on top of her making the younger blonde squeal as she then tickled her waist.

“Christine stop it!” Stevie giggled pretending to squirm away but not moving from the older woman’s body.

“You were so good baby.” Stevie told her breathlessly when she eventually stopped tickling her.

“Yeah?” Christine asked huskily.

“Oh yeah.” Stevie murmured lowly, her voice taking on a seductive edge.

“You were pretty good yourself.” Christine whispered as Stevie’s face hovered barely an inch away from her own.

“Well that i can practice on myself,” Stevie smiled as Christine groaned.

“You are such a little minx.”

“Only for you, from now on, if that’s what you want?” Stevie asked in the same teasing tone but her eyes were sincere.

“I definitely want you and only you.” Christine smiled. “Now really let me show you how you do it properly…” Christine rolled Stevie over and started inching down her body as Stevie laughed hysterically then grabbed her.

“Only over you.” Christine whispered as Stevie pulled her back up into a kiss. “Only over you.”

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