I walked out of the room feeling all kinds of wrong ways. May was just finished kicking off her boots, she took one look at me and her whole deminer changed. She walked over to me and pulled me into her arms. "What's wrong, baby?" She asked me while placing a kiss on my forehead. I didn't say anything just placed my head on her chest hiding in her hair. "Just woke up some type of way?" She pulled me back a little and kissed my nose, "What are you hiding from? You're only hiding from me. Don't hide from me, baby girl." I pouted and laid my head on her shoulder.
"I was trying to hide from the icky feelings," I mumbled into her shirt. She sighed and picked me up carrying me back into the bedroom. I automatically wrapped myself around her. "Where are we going?"
"To take a shower, baby loves." I wanted to protest but she said it in her 'don't sass me' voice so I knew better. She set me down on the counter and kissed me all over my face. I just sat there not feeling like talking. She knew this and didn't push me. She turned on the Ipod we keep in the bathroom after scrolling through she clicked on one of the playlists. She took the hair brush and walked over to me. "Are you gonna brush my hair for me?" She handed me the brush and turned around. I couldn't help but smile as brushed out the tanks on her long hair and she didn't say anything even when I kept brushing for a moment. When I stopped she turned around. I went to hand the brush back to her and she shook her head. "Baby, you have to brush your hair, too." I huffed but did as I was told. After she put the brush back up she pulled my shirt over my head. Well okay it was her shirt. Like I'd sleep in my own shirt. She planted soft kisses on my neck and chest. She didn't do anything else knowing how I am when I'm in a mood.
After turning on the water she started taking off her own clothes. I had swallow hard, I couldn't help myself. Even after all this time she still took my breath away. More than that she amazed me. She saw me watching her and rolled her eyes. She came over and pulled me off the counter and into the now steaming shower. Even though she had been feeding and handling the animals this morning she pulled me under the water and held me against her as the water fell down on us. I relaxed and leaned back against her wrapped in the steam and smell of her. She slowly took the soap and started washing my body. I didn't even notice at first. She kissed my neck and behind my ear. "You have to rinse yourself off, baby, I can't do it all for you." I did as she told me to do and she took the time to wash herself and washed her hair as I let the water run on me again. I watched her as she rinsed off and smiled starting to feel a little better. She saw me smiling and smiled back. She put her hand on my Maybird tattoo. Then she kissed it. I wonder if I would really get it. I could still remember the look on her face when I showed her a year later. As she started to wash my hair one of my favorite songs came on. I wiggled a little bit. I heard her chuckle knowingly. "Are you gonna sing for me?" I bit my lip blushing. She kissed my blushing cheeks. "Awe you're blushing so hard your head is red."
"It's the hot water," I glared at her.
"Mhm, okay loves." Then the chorus came on and I couldn't help but start singing. I sang the rest of the song and she finished washing my hair. I knew that since she had gone through all the trouble to help make me happy I was gonna have to put in some effort as well.
When we got out of the shower I was still singing. "Are you okay now?" May asked.
"Well, I mean it wasn't a bath but it will do."
She rolled her eyes,"You aren't sick or bleeding you're just moody." I laughed and walked into the closet and was about to pull out a random outfit but May put her hand on mine and pulled me further in the closet. She grabbed one of my dresses and handed it to me. "Dress up for me, Supergirl." I smiled and went about doing as she asked. She got dressed and walked out the room. I took my time putting on lotion and decided to wear a matching bra and pair of underwear. I slid into my dress. She had picked one of my black and red ones that hugged my curves just enough in a way that she liked. I shook my head smiling at myself. I threw on some eyeliner and lipstick not wanting to wear a lot of make up. Well who was I kidding. I never wore a lot of make up. I ran my fingers through my hair but didn't brush it. I liked the curls.... Sometimes. Finally satisfied I went to find where the love of my life had disappeared to.
I walked into the kitchen to find May pulling muffins out of the oven. I opened my mouth to fuss at her and I was pulled into a kiss. I tangled my hands in her hair and wrapped one arm around my waist placing her hand on my back as her other hand reached out to push my against the counter. She pressed her body against mine and pulled my hair lightly. I moaned into the kiss knowing if I wasn't supported I probably would have fell as my legs went weak. My head started swirling as it was like fireworks in my brain. Her kisses always did this to me. I slid my hands down to her shoulders scratching and she took my hands placing them both at my sides on the counter. Then she pushed her body more against mine and I stopped thinking. The woman, no, MY woman made me delirious. Finally she pulled back. I looked at her through hazey eyes. "Good morning beautiful."
I couldn't help but blush, "Good morning darling." I smiled at the fact my lipstick was now on her. Even though I knew that was going to happen anyways. "You aren't supposed to be cooking...." She silenced me with a kiss and a tug to my hair.
"You'll cook dinner. Besides, I'm not cooking. I'm baking." I huffed because she was using my own things against me. She laughed know I wasn't gonna argue. I watched her walk to the other side of the kitchen and bit my lip. I might be dressed up but she was sexier than me. I laughed, I could hear and she her eye roll and "whatever you say baby" response to that thought.
After we ate the muffins.... Okay after I ate the muffins because she had like two, we danced around the house until she sent me to my art room with the directions to make her something. I stared at my canvas. Why did she have to be so complicated? I decided to paint without anything in mind. It was rare that I did because I felt as though I was wasting my materials. I let myself get lost in my head.
Suddenly, I felt something run against my leg and looked down to see both cats in my art room. I was irritated until I felt May's hands around my waist. I rested against her. "What is that?" She asked pointing to my painting.
"Randomness." I answered.
"Randomness looks a lot like me." She said. I rolled my eyes but she was right. My randomness had created a portrait of her. Made of bright colors, flowers, and wild animals. I pulled away her to wash out my brushes and put my stuff away. She watched me as I did it. She smiled at my ocd as she always did.... When she wasn't rolling her eyes. I thought both were sexy. I shook my head to clear my head. Ugh what she did to me and she knew it, too.
I smiled at her when I was done and calmly walked by her before quickly yanking her hair and smearing paint on her in the process. I almost made it to the front door when she caught me and pushed me hard against it. Hmm. Sometimes trouble is fun.
