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Marielle entered the apartment she shared with her girlfriend, holding takeout in one hand while keeping her phone between her ear and shoulder. “I’m sorry, Laurel, really. I just can’t take your shift tomorrow,” she said as she used her foot to close the front door. “It’s literally the only day I’m free the same day as Kristi.”
“No worries, I get it,” Marielle’s fellow nurse replied. “I honestly don’t know how you two do it. You’re my relationship goals.”
Marielle smiled as she moved into the kitchen to place the takeout bag down. She wouldn’t lie, being a nurse and dating a part-time EMT who was attending med school wasn’t easy. She and her girlfriend saw each other in passing at the hospital when Kristi dropped patients off and if they had time, they would spend a few minutes together. Marielle smirked at the recent memory that involved a heavy make-out session in an on-call room. Tomorrow couldn’t get here soon enough. “It takes work but we’re both in it for the long haul. And she’s worth it.”
“Like I said, relationship goals. I have to go harass someone else into taking this shift. Maybe Evan. He has a crush on me.”
Marielle let out a chuckle, knowing the man would definitely agree to take any shift Laurel wanted him to. “You shouldn’t exploit that.”
“You say exploit, I say exploring my best options as they present themselves. Talk to you later.”
Marielle bid her friend goodnight before setting the phone on the counter. She looked back at the front door, smiling when she saw her girlfriend’s work shoes placed near the door. “I’m home!” She called out as she began to unpack the food from the bag. “I hope you haven’t eaten!” When she didn’t get a response, she moved out of the kitchen to make her way to the bedroom. She heard the shower running and knocked on the door before cracking it open. “Kristi, baby, can I come in?” She heard a faint “yeah” as confirmation and entered the bathroom, pulling the shower door open with a smile. “Hey, you.”
Kristi smiled in response but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Marielle frowned. “What’s wrong?”
Kristi shook her head. “It’s dumb.”
“Tell me anyway.”
Kristi stared back at Marielle for a few seconds before relenting. “Come here,” she said, quietly.
Marielle kicked off her shoes and undressed, tossing her scrubs and undergarments to the side before stepping into the shower. She closed the door and moved to stand behind Kristi, wrapping her arms around her waist. She placed a kiss on her shoulder but said nothing, as she waited for Kristi to be ready to speak.
“I was talking to some med students today and one of them mentioned how she was recently dumped by her high school sweetheart because he couldn’t take how they rarely saw each other. You came up and I told her we make it work, but she said it works until it doesn’t. Now-,”
“Now you’re overthinking and spiraling because of that love jaded woman?”
Kristi nodded once. “Correct.”
Marielle placed a kiss on the side of Kristi’s head. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re it for me and I hope you feel the same way.”
Kristi turned in Marielle’s arms. “Of course I feel the same way. You’re… everything. I love you.”
Marielle pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s lips. “I love you, too. With my whole heart.”
Kristi smiled. “Your whole heart, huh?”
Marielle pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Every ounce,” she then pressed a kiss to her cheek, “every inch.” She captured Kristi’s lips with her own and smiled into the kiss as her girlfriend let out a light moan. The kiss deepened and Marielle let out a moan of her own as the tip of Kristi’s tongue slid across the roof off her mouth. After a few more seconds, she reluctantly pulled away. “You had rotations today. I know you must be tired.”
“I can find the energy,” Kristi promised as she tried to lean in for another kiss.
Marielle pulled away and grabbed a bar of soap from the soap dish. “We’re wasting water.” She turned Kristi around and began to rub the soap against back, “and our food is getting cold.”
Kristi perked up, turning her head to look at Marielle. “You got takeout?”
“From that mom and pop shop around the corner,” Marielle answered. “So we’re going to shower, eat and then cuddle on the couch until you’re ready for bed, okay?”
“You’re perfect,” Kristi let out, happily, as Marielle continued to soap up her body.
“Nah, I just love you.” She nipped gently at Kristi’s ear before focusing on the task at hand.
When their shower finally ended, they stepped out and grabbed their towels. As Kristi wrapped her towel around herself, she sighed at the sight of Marielle’s shoes in the bathroom. She had been too lost in her thoughts to pay attention to it before.
“You’re supposed to take your shoes off at the door,” she lightly chided.
Marielle smiled. “I know, baby. I’m sorry. I was just so excited to see you.”
Kristi playfully rolled her eyes. “Smooth.”
Marielle winked at her as she moved to grab a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to throw on. Once dressed, she turned to look at Kristi, groaning when she saw the all too familiar dark green shirt her girlfriend loved so much. It had a picture of a yellow and green truck and under the picture were the words ‘Gerhardt Trucking’ encircled in a yellow oval background.
“What?” Kristi asked with smirk playing at her lips.
Marielle shook her head. “You love that shirt more than me, don’t you?”
Kristi pretended to think about it for a moment. “It’s pretty close, but you definitely win.”
“I better,” Marielle stated, before rubbing her nose against Kristi’s cheek causing the other woman to giggle.
Kristi pulled Marielle in for a kiss and just like in the shower, things became heated quickly.
“Kristi,” Marielle warned against her lips.
“It’s been too long,” Kristi whispered back, remembering how badly she had wanted to take things further last week in the on-call room.
“What about dinner?” Marielle asked as she began to trail kisses along Kristi’s neck.
“Want you more.” Marielle didn’t need any further prompting as she picked Kristi up and gently deposited her on the bed. Kristi laughed as Marielle crawled on top of her. “Someone’s eager.”
Marielle stopped at her stomach where some skin was exposed and nipped at it. “Someone’s been horny for like a month.” Marielle moved up, slotting a leg between Kristi’s thighs.
Kristi’s hips jumped as Marielle ground into her and she placed her hands on either side of the woman’s hips in order to get her to do it harder. “It’s been two weeks,” she corrected through a gasp, amused by Marielle’s exaggeration,” but I get the sentiment.”
Marielle captured Kristi’s lips in a hungry but gentle kiss that made Kristi feel lightheaded. She moved her hand up to lightly grip Kristi’s jaw as she continued to kiss her with everything she had.
Kristi moved her hands up Marielle’s shirt, cupping her breasts lightly at first but when Marielle nipped hard on her bottom lip, she knew how Marielle wanted it tonight.
“Yes,” Marielle hissed out as Kristi squeezed her breasts harder before manipulating one of her nipples between her fingers. “So good.”
“I need to feel you,” Kristi whined.
Marielle undressed Kristi before getting off the bed to quickly undress herself. When she settled back on top of her girlfriend, she pressed kisses along her neck and chest until she reached one of her breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth.
"Please," Kristi breathed out as Marielle continued to tease her.
Marielle moved back down Kristi's body, settling between her legs before running her tongue exactly where Kristi needed her. She reveled in the moans and heavy breathing of her girlfriend as she worked her over slowly.
Kristi slid her fingers through Marielle’s hair as she raised her hips.
Marielle laid a hand on Kristi’s stomach to keep her down as she continued to suck and lick at her.
"More, Mari, please." Kristi placed a hand over Marielle’s and squeezed lightly. "I need you."
Marielle wasted no time sliding two fingers into Kristi before latching onto her clit, sucking hard as she moaned.
“Ohmygod!”
Marielle knew Kristi was close so she doubled her efforts and within seconds, Kristi came undone.
Marielle moved to lie beside Kristi, whispering sweet nothings in her ear as she rubbed a hand up and down her stomach. "Get some sleep, baby."
“No way,” Kristi let out huskily. “We’re not done,” she rolled on top of Marielle. “I want to hear you as you come on my tongue. Do you want that? Do you want to feel my tongue inside of you?”
“Shit,” Marielle breathed out. It had taken months of dating for her to get Kristi comfortable enough to be vocal in bed. She still remembered vividly the first time she had sexted the woman and how awkward Kristi had been in her responses. Marielle tried to hold it in but a laugh escaped her.
Kristi frowned as she stopped kissing along Marielle’s jaw to peer at her. “Seriously?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Marielle laughed. “I just thought about our first time sexting.”
"You're an ass," Kristi said, her wide grin giving away her true feelings. "I was about to go down on you and you're laughing."
Marielle leaned up to kiss her girlfriend as she slid a hand between her legs. Kristi broke the kiss and dropped her head to Marielle’s shoulder as pleasure ran through her. After a few seconds, she pulled away from Marielle and began a slow descent down her body. "We're supposed to be focusing on you now.”
Marielle smirked. "It can be about both of- fuck," her hand shot down to Kristi's head and her back arched at the pleasure Kristi was bringing her.
When Kristi felt Marielle tighten around her tongue, she brought her thumb up to press against her girlfriend's clit. Within seconds, Marielle was letting out a slew of curses but Kristi only moved faster and harder causing a second orgasm to rip through her.
The tension in Marielle’s body finally eased as her orgasm ebbed and she looked down at Kristi who was smiling mischievously with her chin resting on her stomach. "I might be shit at sexting but I excel in other areas.”
"Absolutely," Marielle agreed, breathlessly. "But also, you're not shit at sexting. You're cute.”
Kristi rolled her eyes as she moved to cuddle against Marielle. “Sexting isn’t supposed to be cute.” She placed a kiss on Marielle’s cheek. “Dinner?”
“Yeah… after.”
Kristi frowned. “After what?”
In one swift motion, Marielle moved on top of Kristi, pressing her hips down into her. “Together?”
Kristi laughed lightly. “You’re insatiable,” she said against Marielle’s lips before kissing her.
***
“Mm, that was so good,” Kristi said as she finished her last bite of food. She looked over at Marielle, who had her empty plate resting on her lap as her eyes slowly closed every so often as she tried to watch the show they had been meaning to binge together. Smiling, she picked up the plate and rose from the couch.
“I can get that, babe,” Marielle said through a yawn.
“It’s okay,” Kristi assured her as she moved into the kitchen. “We should go to bed.”
Marielle shook her head. “Come cuddle with me.”
“I should get those in while I can, huh?” Kristi asked as she placed the plates in the sink. “I’m going to miss you when I go out of town in two weeks.”
Marielle sighed. “Don’t remind me.”
Kristi grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and went back to sit with Marielle, handing a bottle to her. “I’ll be home before you know it.”
“Thanks,” Marielle said as she took the bottle. She placed her legs over Kristi’s thighs and rested her head on the armrest of the couch. “I’ll probably be blonde when you come back.”
Kristi raised a brow. “Yeah, you’re finally going to do it?”
“I think so. I mentioned it to your mom and she insisted that she be the one to do it. I can’t back out now. It’s our bonding time.”
“You’d be the hottest blonde,” Kristi assured her before sipping her water. “Also, I think my mom likes you more than me.”
Marielle grinned. “I’m only the best person you’ve ever dated. Your parents’ words, not mine.”
Kristi chuckled as she set her water on the coffee table. “That I can’t argue with.” She ran a hand up and down Marielle’s bare leg. “You are pretty amazing.”
Marielle stared at Kristi, happiness shining in her eyes.
“What?”
Marielle began to tap a finger frantically against her water bottle.
Kristi’s brows furrowed in concern. “Marielle, what’s wrong?”
Marielle stood up and began to pace. “So, remember when I was late to our double date a month ago and you made me sleep on the couch?”
Kristi scoffed. “You chose to sleep on the couch, I just let you. You were an hour late. Do you know how awkward it was being a third wheel to people with no PDA filter?”
“Laurel’s very sorry for her shortcomings,” Marielle joked as she stopped pacing. “Do you remember what you dramatically said to me that night when you woke me up to come to bed?”
Kristi smiled. “I said us being apart doesn’t feel right.”
“Well, I wholeheartedly agree with that,” Marielle said as she bent down to get on one knee.
Kristi sat up straight as her eyes widened. “What are you doing?”
Marielle reached under the wooden coffee table and when she retracted her hand, she was holding a jewelry box. She peeled an obscene amount of tape from it before looking back at her awe struck girlfriend. “Kristi, I have never been as in love as I am with you and I hope you know how much you mean to me. You’re my person.” She opened the box, “Will you marry me?”
Tears were rolling down Kristi’s eyes as she nodded. “You know there’s not a universe we could live in where I’d ever say no,” she answered. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”
Marielle shot up from the floor, placing a long kiss on Kristi’s lips before pulling away to slip the ring onto her finger. She looked at Kristi with tears welling in her eyes. “I’m sorry. There was a whole romantic proposal planned for tomorrow but I couldn’t wait.”
“I loved this proposal,” Kristi pulled her into a hug, squealing when Marielle lifted her up from the couch and spun her around. “I can’t believe you had it taped to the coffee table.”
“That was the only place I could think of where you wouldn’t clean."
Kristi laughed as she looked at the ring. “It’s so gorgeous.”
“I did a good job, yeah?” Marielle asked, proudly.
“You did.”
“There’s an engraving.”
Kristi looked at her curiously before pulling the ring off. She examined the inside of it, smiling when she saw the words she knew very well.
Every ounce, every inch