-Author's POV-

Cheryl storms into the ensuite; startling her wife from the wee break she'd been taking.

"I'm setting some rules-"

"Could you possibly wait until I've finished my wee?!" Kimberley screeches, "This is the only bloody place I get a second to myself!" She rolls her eyes, "Do you not believe in personal space?"

"You lost your personal space the day you married us," Cheryl replies with a groan, she walks over to her wife and perches herself on the aggravated blondes lap.

"Get off you idiot!" She pushes her, but fails to get the Geordie off her lap.

"Will you just listen to us-"

"Can you get off so I can at least finish my bloody wee!?"

"Fine!" Cheryl gets off her lap and returns to the bedroom with a firm pout in place.

Kimberley follows her minutes later.

"What is it?" The blonde huffs, "This better be good! I can't be dealing with another one of your dramatic episodes-"

"Dramatic?!" Cheryl screeches, "Don't lie Kimberley! I don't have any damn episodes!"

Kimberley rolls her eyes and sits herself on the large sofa.

"What is it?" She asks again, "I have to go in a bit-"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," Cheryl whimpers and returns to sitting on the blondes lap.

Kimberley smiles at the clingy Geordie; she wraps her arms around Cheryl's waist and pulls her in for a snug cuddle.

"What are these rules you're on about?" She asks.

Cheryl raises her head off Kimberley's chest and meets her eyes.

"You're not allowed to kiss another girl," She whispers, her eyes avert down to Kimberley's necklace as she aimlessly plays with the thin chain.

"What'd you think it was my mission to go kiss another woman tonight?" The blonde laughs lightly.

"No," Cheryl shrugs, "I just know how it's going to be.. Everyone's going to be doing it-"

"I can't promise I wont get a lap dance," Kimberley giggles, and gives Cheryl's waist a playful squeeze. "Regardless of what happens tonight - look at me darling," The brown orbs meet the blue-greys once again.

"Regardless of what happens tonight," She repeats, "I'll still be coming home to you-"

"So you think you'll get out of control and do something like.. Kiss another girl?" Cheryl asks childishly.

"Can't make any promises, you know what I get when I have a drink too many-"

"So just have one drink-"

"Baby," Kimberley sighs with a smile, "Let me get dressed, and we'll worry about that when and if it happens."

Cheryl reluctantly climbs off her wife's lap and follows her into the large walk-in-closet.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Kimberley asks all whilst getting dressed.

"Dunno," Cheryl shrugs, "Might just have a takeaway in front of the telly."

The blonde smiles at the sulking Geordie.

She's fcuking adorable.

"Don't forget I'm going to come with you tomorrow for the live show," This gets the smile back into Cheryl's eyes. "It'll be nice to be in that atmosphere again."

Kimberley buttons her jeans and pulls over a white t-shirt.

"You're dressed like a bloody bloke right now," Cheryl rolls her eyes.

"Well I'm not going to wear a dress am I?" Kimberley laughs lightly; she throws on a plaid button up and walks past her irritated wife.

"Your pants look like they're about ready to fall off your arse!" Cheryl hisses, "Go change them!" She demands.

Kimberley smirks and tugs the boyfriend jeans up into place.

"There you go," She rolls her eyes and slips on a pair of trainers to put the outfit together.

"Are you planning to pick up whores in that outfit?!" Cheryl screeches; her eyes are ready to fall out from their bulging action.

"No," Kimberley laughs and walks over to the raging Geordie, "I was planning to pick you up." She winks seductively and jerks Cheryl into her arms.

"Your sweet talk isn't going to work this time," She huffs. "You're acting like a fcuking d*ck right now."

"Uh!" Kimberley gasps, her hands path down into the back of her wife's pajama shorts. "I'll have you know I don't have a strap-on belted right now," This gets Cheryl to crack a smile.

"I have an idea," The blonde purrs into the Geordies ear, Cheryl melts to the touch. The hairs on the back of her neck rise with the hot breath hitting her skin.

"Hmm?" She bites her lower lip and wraps her arms around Kimberley's neck.

She's under her spell.

"I have about twenty minutes before they pick me up.. How's about.. I give you a little something before I go?" Kimberley asks, her finger already making it's way past Cheryl's bum, and to no surprise how wet Cheryl was when she came into contact with her soaked center.

"Ah-Uh-" Cheryl's arms wrap tighter, "L-Like.. Mmm.. Like what." Her leg unknowingly rises off the ground and wraps around Kimberley's lower back.

This gets the blonde to smirk against the skin she was currently kissing.

"Like," Kimberley speaks in between kisses; they trail up to Cheryl's lips. "A fcuking orgasm." And just like that, she pushes her fingers straight into the throbbing cunt.

Cheryl flimsily hangs on as Kimberley thrusts her fingers in aggressively.

"Mmm!" Their mouths seal tightly together, tongues always finding their way to each other.

Kimberley holds her wife firmly; they stand in the middle of the large bedroom. The sound of Cheryl's heavy moans and breathing sounds beautifully with the silence.

"F-F-Fcuk!" She stammers and shudders, the orgasm reaches its peak quickly, and all she could do was hang on to her wife.

It shoots right through her.

"BABY!" She screams against Kimberley's mouth. Her hips begin to rock, with one foot still wrapped around the blonde's backside, and the other supporting her to stand tall, it was Kimberley's arms that held her in place.

"Ah!" She throws her head back, giving her wife access to the olive skin.

"Sh*t." Cheryl pants breathlessly, Kimberley's thrusts slow down. "Mmm baby." The Geordie licks her lips, her mouths gone dry from all the screaming and breathing she'd been doing within this short amount of time.

Kimberley grins and gently unwarps Cheryl's leg from around her, and suddenly, she's on her knees.

"N-No," Cheryl tries to fight her away, but with her feeble strength, Kimberley was able to pull down the short-shorts and latch her mouth to the dripping center.

"I-I can't - KIMBERELY!" She screams out as another orgasm tears through her, the blonde holds her into place and wraps one leg around her shoulder.

"I.. I'm going TO FALL!" Another orgasm, she grows dizzy from the intensity of it all.

Kimberley laps and sucks the erect clit, the sweet taste Cheryl released was her addiction. Her hands grab to the exposed backside, she was starving for the Geordie.

"Mmm," Cheryl's eyes flutter shut, and sighs with relief as Kimberley stands back up to her feet.

She falls into the blonde's arms.

"Had to have a little..." She pants, "Taste before I left." Kimberley laughs in breathless chuckles.

Carefully, she picks up Cheryl in her arms and carries her to the plush bed.

Her phone chimes loudly.

"That's going to be them," She kisses her, "If I'm not home before you're asleep," Another kiss to the sweet Geordie's lips. "Here's some goodnight kisses." Cheryl grins dazedly; she accepts the kisses Kimberley gives her.

"Love you.. Please," Cheryl begins in a groggy tone, "Don't take it too far tonight."

Kimberley smiles and gives her a lingering kiss. "I'll try my best.. I'll see you later."

She watches the blonde exit the bedroom; the smile stays intact. She decides to take a nap, and hopes to spend the night occupying her mind away from Kimberley. She knew she'd miss her with every passing second.

Sleep takes over with the sound of the front door closing shut.

---

Madison sighs and shifts uncomfortably in her seat.

Friends and family gather in the back garden, drinks and good food is passed around. The teen's eyes grow fuzzy as her imagination takes over; the boredom had forced her to create an imagined world.

"I need numbers!" She's brought back to reality, "I don't want to hear this bull crap about creating a foundation to make money, I want to see the numbers." Business talk begins, she's yet to interact with anyone, or touch the food prepared tastefully for tonight.

"What kind of business are we talking about this time?" Her uncle cuts in, "I want in!" They all laugh.

She mentally rolls her eyes.

"Let's discuss this privately," Clara speaks firmly, and discreetly averts her eyes to he dazed teen.

"Let's discuss this now," One of her parent's colleagues argues, "We're all here. I say let's get this business moving-"

"Like I said," Clara repeats with a light laugh, "We'll disucss this privately-"

"Hey kid?" The sophisticated man directs his words at the teen, she's yet to know the names of these new faces.

What's-his-face.

What's-her-face.

D*ck-face

B*tch-face.

She'd mentally nicknamed them.

Too-Blonde-Twat

"Yeah?" She sits up, a small smile forms to her lips.

"How's about you head inside and leave the grownups to speak privately?" Madison gulps, she tries not to let the sadness be known.

Her parents don't stand up for her, she was used to this type of treatment, the constant brushing off her presence, ignoring and the unimpressed facial expressions when speaking to the teen.

She was used to it.

"Alright," Madison clears her throat and walks away from the table.

Chatter is sounded once again as the garden doors close. She gazes at the expressive table; they laugh and chat away, not bothering to take a second glance her way.

She sighs and walks into the kitchen; the tears are forced back.

---

Kimberley downs another glass of beer, she settles back into the velvety sofa and chuckles at the sight of her mates getting lap dances.

"Take it all in Cal," She shouts over the loud music, "This is your last night as a free man" They all laugh in unison.

"Don't think you're getting out of this one," Steven speaks to her, "You're getting one too." Her laughs stop and her mouth opens as he beckons one of the dancers ready to drive her wild.

Kimberley sets her empty glass down and slightly spreads her legs apart. The black haired stripper grins and straddles her without any hesitations.

"You ready for a good time?" She purrs into her ear, and all Kimberley could do was nod.

The music beats, and with every sound drummed through the speakers, the stripper rocks her hips to the tune. Kimberley lays further back, her hands begin to roam the skilled dancer currently grinding away; she grasps her backside and tugs her closer.

The dark eyed woman grins devilishly at her, she continues her steady rocking; this only results to Kimberley's arousal to fire through her.

The dominant side to Kimberley kicks in; she grabs a large breast in her hand and squeezes it with satisfaction.

Before Kimberley could take in her movements, she kisses the woman sat on her lap. It's nothing compared to the passionate kisses she'd share with Cheryl, it wasn't tasteful; and it was filled with drunken sloppiness.

She hears whoops and whistles coming from the men sitting around them.

"Do you want to get out of here?" The stripper purrs seductively into her ear.

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Cheryl wakes up from her sleep, she groans and reaches for her phone resting on the bedside table.

She squints at the time.

10:00pm.

With another groan she shakily climbs out of bed and heads down to the front room.

She grows lonely, and she questioned how she ever got by in life before Kimberley ever came into her world.

Cheryl ponders whether to text her wife, she didn't want to be that annoying partner who constantly bombard their spouse with overflowing texts and calls.

She thinks against it.

Instead of shooting her wife a text, she sends a message to Madison.

'Hello you! 😘😘❤️ xx'

She bites her lower lip and turns the television on to distract her working mind.

Her iPhone vibrates; and her anxiety grows as she quickly opens the new message.

'Hi'

She replies instantly.

'Are you busy? Is it alright if I give you a call? 😘😘' Cheryl bites her lower lip and waits for the teen to reply. She fixates her eyes to the brightly lit screen.

A new message comes through.

'You can do what you like.'

Cheryl laughs at how typical Madison's message was.

Nonetheless she hits the call button and waits for the teen to answer the incoming call.

"So you called." Madison giggles, this gets Cheryl's smile to grow.

"Sure looks it," Cheryl giggles as well, "What are you doing?" She asks.

"Just.. Stuff," Although she couldn't see the teen, she knew she'd shrugged to her words. "What are you doing?"

Cheryl smiles, "Watching the telly, I was wondering.." She takes a deep breath, "Do you want to go out for some ice cream?"

"It's ten o'clock at night-"

"Are you busy?"

"No.. It's ten o'clock at night-"

"So?" Cheryl frowns, "Not like I'm going to kidnap you-"

"Don't know that," Madison holds her giggles back, "You seem quite obsessed with me-"

"Do you want to get ice cream or not?" Cheryl laughs lightly.

"Erm," The teen clears her throat, "Is Kimba going to join us?"

Cheryl frowns, sudden sadness curses through her. She wanted to bond with the teen, and all Madison could think about was Kimberley's presence.

"No," The Geordie replies, "She's out-"

"Oh," Madison smiles, "Well.. I guess it wouldn't be so terrible to get some ice cream." This gets Cheryl to smile once again.

"I'll pick you up shortly.. Are you dressed?" Cheryl asks.

"Yeah, I'll be waiting-"

"Okay, just send us your address." Cheryl's heart beats quickly with excitement. "See you in a few."

---

Madison runs around her bedroom, she's unsure why, but she wants to make a good impression. It was never in her to care for anyone's opinion, but she couldn't help but brush her hair through, and put a bit of lip-gloss on.

She exits her bedroom and climbs down the grand stairs; nobody seemed to pay much attention to her.

Family and friends still gather outside, their laughter sounds all throughout the garden. Nobody bothered to call her back out, and she wasn't going to force her presence on them.

Her phone vibrates.

'I'm outside ❤️ xx'

She takes a deep breath and creeps out of the front door, her eyes spot Cheryl's luxury car, and her feet rush to the passenger side.

"Hi," Madison breathes and closes her door.

"Hi," Cheryl giggles and leans across; greeting the teen with a kiss to the cheek. "Did your parents say anything?" She asks her as she drives out to the street.

"Oh sh*t," Madison quickly stops herself, "I mean.. Yeah they were cool with it." She shrugs.

"Madison..." Cheryl raises her eyebrow, "Please tell us you asked your Mum and Dad?"

"I did!" The teen huffs, "Where are we going anyways? Don't you have friends or whatever? I'm not that fun you know." Cheryl laughs and forces herself to drop the questions.

"I don't have friends-"

"Makes two of us," They share a smile, "So where are we going?" She asks again.

"To me favorite ice cream shop-"

"I didn't even know ice cream shops were opened at this time-" They had this new found habit of cutting each other off, it was unintentional, and they knew what their responses would be before they said it.

"This one is opened, and not many people go to it.. It's usually empty around this time." Madison smiles at Cheryl's sweet voice.

She was slowly finding comfort with the Geordie.

"So.." Madison taps her fingers against the armrest, "Why are you home alone?"

"Kimba's out," Cheryl shrugs, she keeps her focus on the road, as she's unable to meet the teens eyes.

"Don't you get bored when you're home alone?" Madison asks, "I hate it-"

"Are you home alone often?" Cheryl asks, her frown slowly forms.

"Yeah," Madison replies truthfully, "Abigail was here this weekend-"

"And who's that?"

"She was my nanny growing up.. Well, she's also a lot of things. But she doesn't work for us any longer." The teen frowns, "She was here for the weekend doing Mum and Dad's prepping for their dinner party-"

"Was that today?" Cheryl asks, "I saw some cars outside-"

"Yeah." Madison sighs and settles back into the leather seat. Her eyes set out to the stars.

Cheryl feels the teen's mood change.

"Do you ever wonder why the moon follows us?" Madison asks, "I always wondered that."

Cheryl smiles and sneaks a quick glance at the dazed teen.

"It guides you through the darkness," The Geordie shrugs, "At least that's what I believe-"

"Don't the stars do the same?" Madison asks; she's genuinely interested in this topic. "The stars guide us during our darkest times.. What does the moon do?"

"Didn't you know the moon is the reason the stars are still held up in the sky?" Cheryl smiles at the teens interest, "Without the moon, there would be no stars twinkling in the skies."

"I did not know that!" Madison gasps, "How did you know that?" She pouts.

"Read it somewhere," Cheryl shrugs.

They share a smile.

"Ah! Here we are." She safely parks the car outside of the empty shop, no soul in sight - just the way she liked it.

"Careful," Cheryl quickly stops the teen from climbing out.

Madison smiles and waits for the older woman to make her way over.

Just like Kimberley.

Cheryl opens the teen's door and helps her out.

"Give us your hand," She doesn't hesitate when taking the Geordie's hand, in fact, she was finding comfort in the affection.

"So what type of ice cream do they have?" Madison asks, she clings close to the older woman.

Her heart aches with pleasure.

"Any kind you like-"

"I like my vanilla sundae dipped in chocolate," Madison grins, "And lots of caramel drizzle and nuts." Cheryl smiles with sparkling eyes.

Could she get any cuter?

"What's yours?" Madison asks, she skips into the shop and drags Cheryl behind her.

"I'm plain Jane," Cheryl giggles, "I like me vanilla ice cream cone-"

"Aw," Madison pouts, "Will you share mine? I think you'd like it?"

Cheryl finds herself nodding with a sore smile. She couldn't stop herself or the euphoria taking over; she never wanted to lose this newfound feeling.

Madison never releases their hands; she stands beside the smiling Geordie and leans into the contact.

"Can you order for me?" She whispers shyly.

Cheryl nods and wraps her arm around the teen; she was taking in all the affection Madison was allowing her to give.

"What is it you wanted?" Cheryl asks her again.

"Vanilla sundae dipped in chocolate sauce and topped with caramel and nuts." Madison quickly replies, she's unsure why her shyness has taken over.

Maybe it was the motherly love Cheryl was currently giving her.

She wasn't used to this type of adoration.

Please don't let go. She repeats. Please don't let go.

Cheryl never lets the teen go from her side.

"Thank you," Cheryl thanks the kind man, and takes the ice cream sundae with her free hand.

"Are you going to share with me?"

Cheryl nods in response, "Looks really nice babe." Madison smiles and allows the older woman to walk them over to an empty table.

"Sit here," She pulls Madison to sit beside her, "Gotta share this properly." They giggle and dig into the frozen treat.

"Mmm," Cheryl moans and licks her lips; "This is going to be me new favourite-"

"Really?" Madison's eyes brighten, "Mum says it's too rich, and it's also not healthy to-"

"Well I think it's delicious," Cheryl cuts her off, she forces the sudden anger to be pushed down. "Here have some." She spoons some ice cream and hovers it to the teen's mouth.

"I can feed myself you know-"

"Oh go on," Cheryl pouts.

Madison giggles and accepts the spoon-feeding.

I've never been loved this way.

"Good no?" Cheryl asks and takes another spoonful.

"So good," Madison moans and rests her head against the older woman's shoulder.

They indulge their time with each other, feeding each other, laughing together and most of all.. Madison was slowly loving this woman with every inch of her heart.

I never want to lose this feeling.