Cut the Deck (Lesbian Story)

Being Elegant and Shit

Nyla

"I'm really starting to regret your return," I groan in annoyance and she chuckles as she spreads my legs and crawls between them and lays her head softly on my stomach.

"Nah you don't. Weren't you the main one texting me, calling me?" She chuckles and I tap her forehead softly. I'll say we were calling one another equally. Deck will call me for the simplest things. She'll see the color pink and call me and be like "thought of you because you have 4 different pink shaded headbands". She was the cornball.

"Only because I missed you when you were far, now you're annoying me with your presence in my bed eating my snacks and playing "Joker" with my makeup!" She smiles up at me as she eats my cheesz-it's.

"Don't you have any model gigs, surprising events?" I groan and mumble and she shakes her head no and smile.

"You're stuck with me 24/7 princess," she calls out and winks at me.

"I can always kick you out," I shrug and she flips over onto her stomach and raises an eyebrow...

"You'll do that to me?" She pouts as she makes her way on up to my lips placing soft pecks on my them and my neck. I bite down on my bottom lip as her hands travel. This feels so everlasting. Just her touch make me fall deeply into her. She knows just where to kiss me to make me forget how to breathe. I didn't want her kissing to end but I had to be real with her.  

"Maybe not, but you do need to go and visit you're mother babe, you've been gone for a month, don't you think you owe her your presence?" I moan out as she sucks at my jaw.

"Honestly don't care," she calls out as she continues to do what she's doing.

"Seriously Deck!" I grunt out as I push her away a bit. She glares at me frustratedly as she eyes me with annoyance.

"I honestly could care less about seeing her or Ky, but I do need to see my nana," she says as she stares up into space, taking a "thinking stance". I shove her chest which causes her to groan in pain and then break into chuckles afterwards.

"Let me take you out tomorrow, we haven't been on a date date, like going out and being elegant and shit," she chuckles as she pushes her blonde locks aside and begins to play with the end of my braid. She's changing the subject, which is understandable. If you know Deck, you know she doesn't like to be stuck on a subject too long. Her final answer is her final answer, which sometimes irks me, because I have to move along without an answer.

"No," I simply state. She raises her eyebrows at me astonished, I guess because I said no, which is something Deck Guery rarely hears. She continues to wrap my braid around her finger and twirl it.

"Yeah, we can go somewhere fancy," she smiles and I shake my head. Decks a model, also a huge active person in social media, so the fact we haven't been going out more, to fancy expensive places, makes our relationship normal. I don't like the expensive pick ups, the partying with celebrities or anything, and Deck respects that, which is why we don't go anywhere.

I don't need, nor want to be plastered over social media, with people talking bad or good about our relationship, it's private, which is why I maintain the effort to keep it that way.

"Come on, I'm so fancy, you already knoww! I'm in the fast lane from space to Tokyo," she sings terribly.

"It's LA to Tokyo," I correct through my fits of laughter.

"Yeah whatever, but please be dressed tomorrow," she calls out and I groan. She places kisses onto my forehead and pulls back to give me her puppy dog eyes. They're adorable. She's adorable.