All The Small Things You Do | Katie McCabe.

What a sad little life Jane

Tatum awoke to the sound of pans being banged around in her kitchen. Any other day, she'd be alarmed, thinking all those times she said she'd end up dying young have cursed her and the time has actually come. But not today. Today was her Birthday, and Katie had shown up the night before to celebrate the special day with her. The older woman was very excited for their age difference to be a year less than it was. She had made that evidently clear.

Stretching out her back, she groaned in relief as it cracked, the stiff muscles loosening up. She had been very happy to see her girlfriend, and she made sure to show Katie exactly how excited she was for hours the night previously.

Rolling out of bed, she cursed as her feet touched something she didn't expect, immediately looking down and smirking when her eyes laid sight on the discarded vibrator from the previous night. Katie had arrived with a selection of new toys for them to try, advising Tatum that as it was her birthday, they could do whatever Tatum wanted. She could do whatever she wanted. She would have been a fool if she didn't take advantage of that, so she made sure to put each of the toys to good use thoroughly, providing Katie with a review of each one as they lay in bed afterwards catching their breath.

She picked up a pair of shorts that lay on the floor and pulled them on before throwing a loose T shirt on and making her way through the apartment and to the kitchen.

"You're very noisy." She stated as she walked into the kitchen through a yawn, chuckling quickly as Katie jumped from her position of leaning over the breakfast bar.

"Oi! Why are you out of bed!" Katie demanded.

Tatum frowned and looked around. "Because...I'm awake?"

Katie rolled her eyes and stepped towards the birthday girl with a pout. "I was bringing you breakfast in bed, dick." She responded before wrapping her arms around Tatum's waist and looking up to make eye contact with the girl, grin now appearing on her face. ""Happy birthday, sweetheart." She whispered before standing on her tip toes slightly and placing a kiss onto Tatum's waiting lips. Tatum smiled in the kiss and wrapped her arm's around Katie, bringing her tightly into her body. "Since you've ruined my first surprise, selfishly, may I add. Sit down, I'll bring you your food, okay?"

Tatum nodded wordlessly, not quite fully awake yet. Sitting down, she smiled gratefully at Katie who slid a coffee in front of her.

"So how's it feel to be a whole year older?" Katie asked as she finished dishing out their food.

Tatum took a sip of her coffee and sighed out of satisfaction. Katie had really gotten her coffee machine down to a T lately. "Brand new woman, me."

Katie laughed and walked over to the breakfast bar, plates in hand. She slid Tatum's plate in front of the girl, and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before walking to the other side and placing her own food down. "Oh! Before I forget, what does this say?" Katie rushed out as she grabbed a packet from the kitchen counter and handed it over to Tatum to translate.

Tatum took the packet and allowed Katie to point out exactly where she meant. "Uhhh, No comer si es alérgica al trigo. Do not eat if allergic to wheat. Why?" Tatum asked as she passed the packet back.

Katie shrugged and dumped the packet on the counter before walking over to her seat and sitting down. "Just like hearing you speak Spanish. Turns me on."

Tatum picked up her fork, her mother having drilled into her not to start your food till everyone has their plates, and smirked. "Oh yeah? Continúa con eso y luego te inclinaré sobre este mostrador y te follaré como una buena chica." (Carry on with that and I'll bend you over this counter later and fuck you like a good girl.)