I am her Valentine (Danielle x Kaylee)

~Chapter 12~

*WARNING* MATURE CONTENT

Please do not read this if you are under the age of 14. Nothing important happens in this chapter, so you can just skip to the next chapter and swiftly continue with the story.

Kaylee decided to stop thinking about her going psycho. She should seize her day. Make the best of it, even though she almost fell to the floor of tiredness. This proved that, since it was only four in the afternoon, no matter what time it is, fatigue can hit you at any moment.

Kaylee was done working for today, but she decided to wait for Quincy and Jenny to end their shifts, too. They planned on going out for dinner together, later this evening, so Kaylee hung out in her trailer, letting time pass by slowly.

Kaylee sure was excited about dinner, but Danielle wasn't joining, so that made it a tiny bit less fun, of course. Her girlfriend had told her friends that she wasn't in the mood for a dinner-party since her menstruation basically KO'ed her appetite.

'A quick nap should do me good,' Kaylee thought to herself, but as soon as she got settled on her couch and closed her eyes, Danielle popped up in her head, and she refused to leave. After a hot minute of trying to get her girlfriend out of her head, she figured it wouldn't work anyway, meaning that peculiar voice in her head was right: she did miss Danielle like crazy.

"Texting it is," Kaylee mumbled when she got up again, but before she could even touch her phone, the screen lit up:

-'Hey, baby! How are you?'

It was Danielle. Sweet, thoughtful, caring Danielle. Kaylee smiled softly. Every time her girl texted her, she felt like she was dreaming. A peaceful mind, a peaceful soul and a peaceful body. Kaylee replied:

-'Now that you're texting me, I couldn't be better.'

She gave herself a mental fist bump. High-grade reply.

-'Feeling flirty, Bryant?'

-'For you? Always.'

Kaylee was curious about how her girlfriend would respond. She's extremely flirty, not only in real life. Some might say that she's even better at it through text. She basically had a master's degree in that subject.

-'Could you be so nice and copy-paste that answer when I ask you if you're hungry?'

Kaylee slammed her legs shut. She breathed deeply. Not like she had expected something less flirty, no. More like; every single time Danielle flirted with her like this, a familiar, tingly sensation located itself in between her legs. Meanwhile, Danielle was strongly hoping for her girlfriend to join the flirting, since she usually didn't. Why? That's a mystery yet to solve.

-'Weren't you on your period, Russell?'

-'Do I look like I give a fuck, babygirl?'

We all know what's going down when that nickname pops up.

-'Well, I can't see you, but I'm guessing that's a no?'

Danielle took a while to respond to that. In the meantime, Jenny and Quincy finished their shifts. They arrived at Kaylee's trailer door and knocked, right before barging in, not bothering to wait for Kaylee's permission to enter the room.

"Dinner time, twin."

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Kaylee came home fairly late that night, slightly tipsy and exhausted as hell. When, after a few tries, she managed to put the key in the keyhole and twist it in the right direction, she opened the door. Her eyes met her apartment, tinted red. It was the work of the LED-strips she and Danielle hung up once. It was surprisingly great quality time. They had talked about anything and everything.

Those sweet memories disappeared like a puff of smoke when Kaylee's brown eyes met her bed. She made immediate eye contact with Danielle.

"Hey, I-I didn't know you'd be here tonight. I would've come home s-"

Danielle shushed Kaylee and spoke: "How was your day, baby?", she asked, completely ignoring Kaylee's confusion.

"It was um... great," Kaylee spoke, not bothering to tell her girlfriend anything about the strange voice in her head, or her extreme fatigue, which seemed to have vanished.

"I can make it better if you let me."

Danielle rose from the bed, only dressed in a set of arousing, deep red lace lingerie. She never so slowly approached Kaylee, who stared deep into her girlfriend's eyes. The brunette was pinned to the floor. All her muscles were tightly strung, like the strings of a violin, her eyes afraid to travel down Danielle's body. She did not expect this, to say the least, but she sure didn't mind this sudden surprise.

When Danielle reached Kaylee, she brought her lips up to her ear and whispered seductively: "Did I make you a bit flustered, babygirl?"

After asking this rhetorical question, she pushed Kaylee against the door and bit her earlobe, since Danielle knew that that was her soft spot. Kaylee couldn't help but moan softly.

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After a hot minute of teasing Kaylee, by toying with the golden button of her jeans, Danielle finally undid it, unzipped the zipper, and slid her hand into the now loose fabric. Without hesitation, she dipped right into the thin, wet fabric of her underwear and circled her girlfriend's sensitive spot. Kaylee squirmed under Danielle's touch, who was now operating at a steady pace. She held her girlfriend tight, to make sure she wouldn't drop to the floor when she experienced her orgasm.

Kaylee acknowledged that she was already somewhat close, but she needed an extra push to reach her climax. Danielle seemed to sense what she meant: "Can I?", she asked kindly while teasing Kaylee's entrance. "For sure," Kaylee whispered.

That's when Danielle entered Kaylee for the very first time. She had waited for this for months and was so glad that Kaylee allowed her to please her like this. She pushed her middle finger in and mocked Kaylee's facial expressions: mouth slightly opened, eyes focussed on the others' and eyebrows softly furrowed.

"Oh my- baby, don't stop," Kaylee whimpered. "Not until you're satisfied, love."

As soon as Danielle added her index finger, Kaylee moaned loudly and lost all control over her muscles.

She hit her orgasm, hard.

After about thirty seconds of recovery, Danielle loosened her grip on Kaylee. They both produced a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads.

"You alright?", Danielle asked. "Never been better," Kaylee replied, her voice a little raspy from all the cries she'd let out.

Kaylee pulled Danielle into an unexpected but heated kiss and guided her in the direction of her bed: "Your turn."

She carefully placed her girl on the mattress, sitting straight. Kaylee brought one hand to the clip of Danielle's bra and undid it remarkably swiftly. She laid her girlfriend down on her back and threw the red lace bra to God knows where. Kaylee's jeans followed.

The brunette got on top and flipped her hair over, starting to suck on Danielle's neck, leaving slightly noticeable bruises. Meanwhile, Danielle couldn't help but put her hands on Kaylee's ass and squeeze firmly.

The older girl kissed down from Danielle's neck to her clavicle, down to her breasts, giving them both the same amount of attention. Starting with the right one and finishing with the left one.

Danielle bit her lip and smiled from satisfaction when Kaylee traveled even more south. She was now leaving solid hickeys on her lower stomach. The younger girl whined and put her hands on Kaylee's head: "Baby, please," she begged her, not being able to handle the teasing.

"Weren't you on your period, babe?", Kaylee asked her, not slightly surprised, already knowing the answer.

Danielle bit her lip but gave in: "Okay, fine, I just wasn't in the mood for dinner... so I made it up..." She looked genuinely sorry, but Kaylee knew it was acting. Danielle was talented, but could not fool her.

She just went with it: "Really now? Well, since you lied to me, I might just have to punish you."

A nice evening neither of them would dare to forget.