A Reacquainted Love Dinah/You

Chapter 27

A/n Okay, one question, Who told Lauren to look like this and not expect me to have a heart attack. Like I am NOT okay.

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The early morning light peers through the bedroom balcony glass doors. As the sunbeam snakes its way onto the bed, a lone figure reaches out with bare arms seeking her love. Green eyes open to find the space next to her unoccupied. Y/n yawns and decides to get dressed to see what Dinah is up to.

The sweat drips down the coal smudged face. The mallet comes down upon the hot steel.

CLINK

CLINK

CLINK

Dinah wipes at her brow with the back of her arm as she looks more closely at the red-hot blade. Once again the hammer strikes the edges of it before she dips the newly formed weapon into the wooden bucket of cold water. While the steam rises, she turns on the electric etching tool on her worktable. Removing the blade from the water, she wipes it dry with the rag in her back pocket. She sits on the bench and begins tracing a design with a fine point Sharpie. A few minutes later, the blade now holds an intricate myriad of Celtic knots at the base that turn into vines and leaves further in the center and ends at the tip. She picks up the hot tool by the handle and holding it like a pen begins etching the design into the steel.

Y/n hesitantly pushes open the shed door. She peeks around and sees her lover hunched over the worktable.

Dinah doesn't notice the young blonde now standing on the other side of the table, as she carefully inspects the etchings under the lamplight.

Y/n leans over with her forearms on the surface. Her full breasts press forward heavily showing a clear line of cleavage. "Morning stud."

Dinah looks at her with a big toothy grin against a dirty face. She glances at the cleavage and her smile grows wider. "Are you wearing panties?"

"Maybe," Y/n says with a sarcastic smirk.

Dinah hops up and quickly scrubs her hands at the emergency watering station. She steps up behind the young woman and encircles her waist with strong arms. "Morning sexy." She announces before softly kissing a succulent neck. A hand works its way down to the soft curls that Dinah finds so tempting.

Y/n moans at the touch. With palms flat on the tabletop, she pushes her ass back into Dinah's jean covered thighs.

Dinah circles the firm bundle of nerves with her middle finger while holding the moist lips apart.

The blonde shakes a little at the delicious contact. She feels the tall woman lean over against her back to suck on the flesh where the tendon is located just behind her ear, and suddenly two fingers slide effortlessly inside her now wet pussy. "Oh gods, yes."

Dinah begins to deeply pump in and out as her other hand takes purchase under Y/n's shirt pulling and twisting her nipples.

The young woman braces herself for fear of falling from the heat of her oncoming orgasm. Her hips buck between the dark woman behind her and the table in front as she screams, "D-i-n-a-h... ahhh."

The tall blacksmith holds her against her body tightly until Y/n comes back down to earth. "I love you y/n/n," she whispers in her ear.

Y/n turns around and kisses her passionately, before saying, "I love you too."

"I have something to show you." She reaches across the table and grabs the blade. "What do you think?"

Y/n looks carefully at the design, remembering the time Dinah showed her the sword she was working on for Camila and Normani. "Wow. It's a beautiful dagger." She inspects the etchings. "I really like the addition of the vines with leaves." As her eyes move further down, she notices something else. "Oh my...our names..." She looks up at Dinah's smiling face. "Our names are entwined in this knot."

"This will be an athame for you. You mentioned once that you had hoped to find one for working magic. So, I decided to make you one."

"Thank you. I love it." She hugs the tall woman fiercely.

At that moment, Dinah closes her eyes and sighs with the decision to ask something she's been wanting to for a long time. "Let's get married Y/n."

The young blonde breaks the hug in disbelief of the words she just heard.

Dinah tries again. "Do you...still want to marry...me?"

Crocodile tears spill forth from sea green eyes. "Of course goofy."

Happily, they embrace firmly.

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A/n The wedding is back on people and it will be the next chapter

until then Mi Amors

-jasmine