Cheryl got back to kissing Kimberley's neck as they both laid down on the bed together. Kimberley kept her arms by her sides and she looked up at the ceiling, biting her lip.
"What's up babe?" asked Cheryl, running her finger over Kimberley's bottom lip.
"Nothing" she breathed unconvincingly. Cheryl kissed her lips and run her hand up Kimberley's clothed thigh. The older woman pulled back from the kiss and moved Cheryl's arm.
"I can't" she said, feeling ashamed. Cheryl frowned worriedly as her refusing sex was becoming a often since Scott was born. Cheryl climbed off her and laid down next to her and looked at her own hands.
"Okay" she said, frowning slightly. Kimberley stroked Cheryl's face gently.
"I'm sorry" she replied truefully. Cheryl held her hand and smiled softly to her.
"It's okay" she repeated after kissing her girlfriend again. Cheryl got up to go to the toilet and when she came out again, Kimberley was already tucked up in bed.
Kimberley felt her heart rate pick up speed as she noticed Cheryl frowning, but then she stopped and smiled at her. Kimberley smiled back and watched Cheryl slowly get undressed.
The older woman blushed as Cheryl pulled her underwear down and stood at the end of the bed, naked. Kimberley felt a rush of blood shoot to her center as Cheryl crawled up the bed seductively and kissed her slowly.
Cheryl pulled back and looked at her. Kimberley knew what she was thinking so kissed her once more.
"Goodnight baby" she said, nearly choking on her words. Cheryl smiled sadly and got into bed next to her. The Geordie wrapped her arms around her.
"You're wearing a nighty again?" Cheryl questioned, snuggling her face into Kimberley's neck.
"Yeah" she simply replied. She was thankful that Cheryl had her arms around her from behind so the younger girl couldn't see the fresh tears running down her face.
"Goodnight" Cheryl whispered after placing a kiss on Kimberley's shoulder. The older woman held one of Cheryl's hands in her own and tried to sleep.
Both the women were back in high spirits the next day when they woke up and waited to pick Scott up. The boy had a good night and morning with no problems, according to Justin and Maria which Cheryl and Kimberley felt relieved about.
Scott was sleeping when they arrived home so Kimberley took him up to his cot in their bedroom and laid him down carefully. She turned the baby monitor on and went back downstairs to see that Cheryl had poured her a glass of wine.
They chatted about their plans for the following day, Cheryl was going to another meeting and Kimberley was going to have a day out with Justin and Scott.
"I can feel it going to my head already" Kimberley laughed after finishing her wine, the first bit of alcohol she'd had in many months.
"Same here" replied Cheryl, holding her head. Cheryl had her second glass as Kimberley finished her first. She opened the bottle of wine for more of her benfit than Kimberley's as she was getting paranoid to why Kimberley was constantly turning her down in the bedroom.
It had nearly been a month since Scott was born and they hadn't had sex since before Kimberley turned eight months pregnant. It also didn't help that she was seeing Justin a lot. She didn't want to upset her, that's why she never said anything about it.
"You don't mind me seeing Justin tomorrow, do you?" Kimberley asked, noticing her lack of enthusiasm to her spending the day with him the next day.
"Course not" Cheryl lied with the best smile she could manage. She shakily poured her another glass of wine and another in Kimberley's. Cheryl shifted up closer to Kimberley and kissed her hard on the lips.
Kimberley was surprised but kissed her back with just as much passion. She felt Cheryl's hand between her legs, rubbing her through her clothes. Kimberley broke from the kiss to breathe when she felt herself get more wet.
She touched Cheryl back in the same way as they sat there together on the sofa. Cheryl was about to lift Kimberley's shirt but the older woman stopped her and looked away. Cheryl pulled her head away and looked at her questioningly. Kimberley still couldn't look at her.
Cheryl picked up her drink and drank it in one go before putting it back down on the table loudly.
"I'm going to bed" she mumbled before taking herself up to their bedroom. She looked at their bed, then at Scott. Thoughts of Justin filled her head and decided to go into the spare room.
It was cold in there, even worse without Kimberley's body heat warming her up. She knew she was acting silly but the alcohol in her system made everything ten times worse.
Kimberley felt her heart break as she went into their bedroom after ten minutes and noticed Cheryl wasn't there or in the bathroom. She stepped into the hallway and saw that the spare room door was shut when it never usually was.
She held her stomach and mentally kicked herself for making Cheryl feel like this. She knew how she was feeling was hurting Cheryl, but she wasn't ready to talk to her about it yet.
She crawled into bed and stared at the pillow which was next to her, wishing Cheryl was laying her head on it. She cried silently to herself and knew Cheryl would be doing the same, yet she couldn't bring herself to ask her to come back into their bed.
