A/N: this chapter doesn't follow any specific theme. it's just all things that were written that either didn't fit into a themed chapter or were written after the chapter it would have fit into was already posted.
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Toni stretched awake, her arms reaching up over her head towards the canopy of the bed she knew so well. She always slept amazingly well in her and Cheryl's old Thistlehouse bed. Somehow she found it even more comfortable than their expensive memory foam mattress back in New York. Maybe it was all the memories that came with it that made it that much more comfortable. The bed was just one of the reasons she always looked forward to coming to Riverdale every summer. A few months after Nana Rose died and Rosie was born, they moved back to New York, turning Thistlehouse into their summer home.
After one more good stretch, Toni glanced beside her at her peacefully sleeping wife. She remembered the days when Cheryl always looked so upset in her sleep. Beautiful, but distressed as nightmares plagued her almost every night. She still got nightmares every now and then just like everyone, but they weren't nearly as frequent. She had made her peace with a lot of things over the past few years, and they no longer haunted her at night. There were some nights when Cheryl actually slept with a smile on her face, something the redhead never thought possible. And Toni was just glad that she had been around to witness the dramatic change in her.
"How long are you planning on watching me sleep?" Cheryl mumbled with a sleepy smirk and her eyes still closed.
"Depends, how long are you planning on pretending to be asleep?" she quipped, leaning over to kiss her.
"I was waiting to see if you would try to wake me up," the redhead pouted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Toni's neck, "You know...in that one way I like..."
"What's the fun in that if you were pretending to be asleep?" she smirked, moving her kisses to her neck.
"Are you saying it's only fun if I'm unconscious?"
"No, but it's fun to surprise you. It's nice to know that your first thought waking up is 'damn, my wife is great at eating pussy'," Toni winked, laughing when Cheryl smacked her bare shoulder playfully. They may have been married for twelve years, and together for nearly twenty, but she still had the ability to make Cheryl blush like a school girl.
"So crude," she shook her head, her eyes darkening as Toni started working her lips down her body, both of them still naked from yesterday. Thankfully, Veronica and Sweet Pea were kind enough to watch the girls for the night so they could have some alone time.
"You love it, though," Toni mumbled against her skin, working her way down under the duvet.
Cheryl didn't know how but even after being together for so long, Toni's lips still felt like fire on her skin in the best possible way. Her body lit up like a cracked glow stick with each rough or gentle kiss against her chest and stomach, her mind clouding more and more the farther down she got. "TT..." she whispered breathlessly, her back arching up when Toni spread kisses across her hips.
The brunette was tucked between her pale thighs, toned arms wrapped around them possessively as she teased her tongue along her slit. Cheryl panted heavily, already feeling her long hair start to stick to the back of her neck. She tried her hardest to stay quiet, though there was no need to. They had the large house to themselves. But being a mother had taught her to keep her voice down. Especially ever since Addie turned three and started her habit of getting out of her bed.
"Toni, I-" she gasped, her back arching again. Apparently she was still incredibly sensitive from last night, and Toni's vibrating hums against her clit were hitting her every nerve. Her breathing picked up even more as she inched closer and closer to release. Stars started to form from behind her eyelids as she found herself just at the very edge-
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All My Days
RomanceA series of snippets of a "behind the scenes" look of Cheryl and Toni's relationship. All headcanons, of course. Each chapter holds a different theme with multiple little stories.