Broken Handcuffs [III]

viii.

(when Nikki blessed us with this video of her backstage at the Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Awards... My crops were watered for four months straight I promise)

Those three words burned in her retinas even after she closed her eyes.

On my way.

Leah was on her way. Nicole was nervous, butterflies bursting in her stomach because was she really about to do this? Heaven knows she needs the release, and Carmella looks like she knows how to get the job done. And they're not really friends, so there's a possibility for hate sex and that's something the Bella wanted to cross off of her list. She did some prep— not lingerie prep because this wasn't like that, but she did text her loved ones and told them to only contact if it was an emergency. She also did take a quick wash up, as if the shower earlier wasn't enough and made sure she had on matching underwear (they were her favorite burgundy Calvin Klein's). She was then dressed in some BirdieBee yoga gear when there were knocks on her door.

The Bella jumped up, a little giddy when she opened the door and found her there.

There she was, in all her great smelling glory with her deadly eyes in a darker shade due to her dilated pupils. Leah smirked a little, leaned against the threshold of the door as her finger motioned roughly up and down Nikki's body in the air.

"You look nice," Carmella quipped. "You've been working out?"

Nicole folds her arms, "If this is your idea of foreplay, let's skip it."

Leah's smile becomes predatory as she invites herself in and places a do not disturb sign on the outside handle before closing it. "Oh honey," She's in her personal space, "you haven't seen nothing yet."

Nikki finds herself really wanting to.
~~~~~~~~~

Lexi purred feeling Mercedes playing with her hair before she started to style it into two big braids— one on each side. The RAW Women's Champion hummed before turning and kissing one of Sasha's hands.

"You are such a dork, ew." Mercedes laughed, watching Larry Steve trot around the living room floor sniffing. "What's the little guy doing?"

"He can smell your scent, and he's trying to find you," Alexa clarified, "Also, he's deaf, so don't try to speak." She cuts Mercedes's next action in place. "Cute." She smiles at the obvious reaction. Sasha kisses Lexi's neck, taking the braids she just finished and pulling them enough to make her head tilt back and for Lexi to hiss.

"You were saying something?"

"Yeah," Lexi's head is still back, "I was talking about how much I enjoy tying you up with a belt, and teasing you until you beg for me to—" Sasha lets go, crossing her legs.

"I hate how you get me."

Alexa turns with a bright smile, "No you don't." Mercedes agrees with her own smile before they share a sweet kiss. They snuggle some more when Larry Steve oinks for attention and they both shower him with love and cuddles too.
~~~ just some fluff to throw ya nasties off ~~~

Leah had made quick work of Nicole's BirdieBee outfit which left her in the Calvin Klein's. All the while she talked Nicole through it, saying some downright filthy things that had Nikki working to a fever pitch in thought.

"Look at this body," Leah stepped back and appreciated her view, playfully snapping Nikki's underwear back against her waist. "I want you to do something for me."

"You haven't done anything for me yet, why should I do anything for you?" Nikki shoots back, falling into the banter easily. Her nerves were no longer fretting about Leah's real reason for showing up— as if what the woman's been saying what she wants to do to her wasn't indication enough.