"I've been afraid I was using you...like the way I was in my past. I didn't want to do that to you. You deserve better than that." Bridget cups her face between her hands. "Do you really think I'd let you do that; after I stopped you before the trial?" Franky tries to look down, but Bridget holds her steady. "That was one of the hardest things I've had to do baby, turn you down, but I wouldn't allow you to treat me like that." Tears begin to well in Franky's eyes and Bridget leans up and kisses her gently. "What made you think that?" She asks while looking deep into the green eyes before her. Franky takes a deep breath. "I told Dr. Stoll I asked for the appointments because I was afraid of going back to my old ways. She seemed to focus on that, and her questions made me start to doubt everything we have; whether I really love you." Bridget frowns and moves her arms around the back of the brunette's neck. "I'm sorry she did that to you baby. Maybe she should have explained the reason behind her questioning. She has your files, right?" Franky shrugs.
"What else has been bothering you? That doesn't explain why you won't let me touch you." Shame fills Franky's face again and she shifts on her feet. "I started wondering if you were just doing things to stop me from forcing you to have sex; or from hurting you again. And I didn't want you to feel that way or be afraid of me, so I just stopped it all." Bridget rubs the back of her neck. "Baby. I initiated intimacy because I wanted to be with my wife. I love the way you make me feel when you touch me, and I think you like the way I make you feel when I touch you." Franky fights the small grin that starts to form on her lips. Bridget smiles at her. "I thought so." Franky sighs. "It hurt so much telling you no Gidge." Bridget caresses the side of her face. "That should have told you it was love baby. And as far as forcing me..." They both grow serious. "The closest you will ever get, is that day in your cell. That was the only time I was ever afraid of what you might do. And I promise..." She lifts the brunette's chin. "I promise I will tell you if I don't want to be intimate or have sex with you. But, I haven't yet." She grins slightly and sees Franky begin to blush. "Now," she says as she tightens her arms around the brunette's neck. "Can we start our first night alone, then enjoy a lazy weekend..." Franky cuts her off. "Alone? What about Boomer?" Bridget leans up and kisses her gently. "She moved in with Bea and Maxine today." She smiles before kissing her again. It takes a moment for the reality of it to sink in, and Franky wraps her arms tightly around the blonde when it does. She begins slowly walking them backwards when she breaks the kiss. "Tell me that again." She says while looking into the blue eyes before her. "She moved..." Franky shakes her head. "What you said earlier." Bridget begins to smile as she feels herself being backed against the counter. "I need my wife."
Franky lifts Bridget enough for her to sit on the counter and moves between her legs. They wrap their arms around each other, smiling before crashing their lips together. As they deepen the kiss, Franky reaches between them. They break apart to breathe and Franky pulls her shirt up and over her head dropping it on the floor behind her. Bridget can't help but to look her over before meeting her lover's eyes. Franky nods with a small smile and Bridget reaches for her chest. She runs her hands against the soft skin of the brunette before leaning down to kiss her chest. She looks up into green eyes, seeing the desire within them, then slowly makes her way up the side of her neck before teasing her ear with her tongue. Franky lets out a soft moan as her hands make their way under her wife's shirt, pulling her close.
Bridget sighs against her neck before connecting their lips. As the desire builds between them, they can't help but to scratch and pull at each other. Franky breaks the kiss first, her lips finding the soft part of her wife's ear. "I've missed you so much." She begins kissing and sucking on her neck. "I've missed this...and you." The blonde replies before moaning as the brunette finds a sensitive spot. She reaches around and unhooks her bra, moving her hands around to cup each breast. Franky leans into the touch, letting out a soft sigh before reaching to rid the blonde of her own shirt, then bra. Once they hit the floor, Bridget pulls away and looks into Franky's eyes. "Please baby." She says while sliding a hand down to her waist. Franky nods, waits until her pants are unbuttoned, then picks her wife up off the counter, kissing her passionately as she walks them toward the couch.
Around four in the morning, Boomer opens the patio door and enters the kitchen with Bea in tow. "I just need to get my last few bags." Boomer says loudly. "Shh. It's four in the morning." Bea scolds, just noticing the clothing scattered about the floor. Boomer walks through the kitchen, oblivious to everything around her as Bea walks quietly to the counter. Looking into the living room, she notices arms over the side of the couch. She quietly walks around the counter and upon seeing her friends wrapped in each other's arms, and sound asleep, takes the blanket hanging over the back of the couch and covers them. She smiles as she notices how Franky has Bridget wrapped up protectively with her arms and legs. Boomer, if she even noticed, would see nothing more then she may have in the past. "Got em." Bea looks up and shushes her friend again as she follows her out of the house, locking the door behind her.
Franky wakes first and smiles as she finds Bridget still asleep in her arms. She kisses her bare shoulder and pulls her a bit closer. The blonde stirs in her arms and hums in content as Franky begins kissing her neck. "I love waking up in your arms." She says while turning enough to face her wife. Franky smiles before they connect their lips again. "I've missed this Gidge. It's my own fault..." Bridget kisses her again. "It's done baby. I forgive you." Franky looks deep into her eyes, fighting the tears threatening to fall. Bridget caresses the side of her face, noticing the blanket for the first time. "Did you get cold last night?" Franky looks at the blanket covering them. "No. I thought maybe you did." Bridget shifts, trying to see over the back of the couch. "That means Boomer came back. Shit, we were...I was..." Franky smiles and pulls her in against her body. "It had to be Red or Maxine. Boomer never would have noticed." This only makes Bridget begin to turn red and Franky chuckles. "I had you covered. You wouldn't have been able to go anywhere let alone anyone seeing you..." She looks down between them and shows her classic grin. Bridget lets out a laugh and playfully slaps Franky's shoulder. Franky just pulls her closer causing them to grow serious. She looks deep into the blue eyes before her and kisses her passionately. Bridget moves a hand behind her neck and under brunette locks of hair. She lets out a soft moan and mumbles against the soft lips touching hers. "Baby. I need to use the bathroom." Franky pulls away and sees the sorrow on her wife's face. "Meet me in the bedroom?" Bridget adds, feeling the brunette release her as she nods.
An hour later, Bridget gently kisses Franky's lips, smiling as she hears her wife trying to catch her breath. "You okay baby?" She asks before kissing her check, then shifting to the side and slowly pulling the strap-on out of the brunette. Franky lies there, cheeks and chest flushed, trying to calm her heartbeat. "Fuck Gidge." She says between gasps of air. Bridget smiles as she removes the harness from her waist. "I think you needed that." She says with a smile; proud that she managed to make her wife speechless. Franky looks up and reaches for her, pulling her down for a kiss. They kiss again as Bridget shifts to lie next to her wife. When they break apart, Franky smiles as she pulls Bridget against her chest. "You always know what I need." Bridget smiles, then places a soft kiss between the brunette's breasts. "As do you baby. No one has read me as well as you." Franky hums softly as she runs a hand down her wife's back. "You deserve to be treated right Gidge; taken care of; all your needs and desires met." Bridget sits up, causing her to stop and look at her. "You do that and some." Franky can't help but to blush. She's always prided herself on satisfying everything the women she was with wanted, but knows that she will go above and beyond, even outside her comfort zone, to meet everything Bridget wants and needs. She's never taken as much time studying every action and reaction of a person like she has with Bridget. Bridget looks down and smiles. "What are you thinking baby?" Franky cups her cheek and smiles back. "About how much I love you..." Bridget can tell she has more to say, but can't find the words, so she just leans down and kisses her. "I love you too baby." She whispers against her lips before kissing her again.
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Well, not much to say about this chapter lol. However, I think Franky and Bridget need to invest in new locks.
Reconciliation at last! Hope this last issue makes them stronger yet.
As usual, feedback and comments welcome. They always help to stoke the fire and create new ideas from your different perspectives. Until next time, stay safe!
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Forever With You
FanfictionJust my take on what may have happened with Franky and Bridget after Season 6. First time writing about two women so please bear with me.
