-Author's POV-

Madison sighs happily, resting her head against the car window. She engrosses summer passing with speed, suddenly excited for autumn to settle through. Imagining the vibrant colors painting the streets in yellows and oranges, she's grown sick of greens splashed to the towering trees. 

"You alright back there?" Kimberley asks, keeping one hand firmly on the steering wheel, and stretching out the other in search for Madison's contact,

The teen ignores the gesture.

"M'fine," She groans. "I was fine two minutes ago too you know-"

"Well sorry for caring about your arse going numb." She retreats her hand back to the wheel.

Cheryl giggles at her wife's humor, turning around and meeting the sparkling green orbs.

"You comfy?" she asks, stroking Madison's exposed leg sticking out of the fuzzy blanket she's buried under.

"Argh." She sits up, "I'm fine. Look, if I'm uncomfortable I'd tell you-"

"Are you hungry?" Kimberley asks purposely.

"Mum," Madison huffs. "If I'm hungry or dying I'll be sure to let yous know. Now quit it." She falls back, grasping the pillow and readjusting herself.

"Well alright moody pants," The blonde sniggers. "Remember this was your idea-"

"Not saying I'm not excited-"

"You sure don't seem it," Cheryl turns back around. "Both of yous forced me into this little road trip - I hope yous know I'm not getting on any of those deathly rides!" She exclaims with determination.

X Factor had come to a finale, with Cheryl's girl falling into second place. It did make Madison a bit happy Ella didn't win it, she sure as hell didn't deserve the confetti and congratulations she'd thought. It was a crazy night filled with celebration back in the Tweedy-Walsh household, rejoicing Cheryl's permanent stay at home, ready to spend full time with family and friends.

So here they are, in route to the theme park Madison had requested to go to. It surprised her that Cheryl and Kimberley even agreed to this four-hour road trip leading to loud screams and bad food.

It showed just how far the women would go to see the smile plastered to her flawless face.

"Aw don't be such a sour puss-"

"I'm not!"

"You are." Kimberley and Madison laugh in unison.

"If youse are going to bully us from now, then I suggest you turn this car around and take us back home." She huffs, sulking into the leather seat.

"Nobody is bullying you baby," Kimberley grins, reaching across and taking her wife's hand into her own. "But.. You definitely will be getting on a few rides-"

"No I'm not." She speaks end of.

"If you say so." Kimberley sings, glancing back into the rearview mirror and catching her daughter's wide smile.

"What ride are we getting on first?" Madison sits up, clutching her blanket in excitement.

"Which ever one you like, but first we have to check into the hotel and do all the boring stuff." The teen nods to the blonde's words, biting her lower lip in hopes to contain the bubbling eagerness.

In a way, Madison knew the women were trying to keep her time occupied. It was a mechanism to detain her mind from wandering off to the dark hole she'd found herself in after Connor left without a single tear in his eyes.

She chose them, and here he was, fine and unfazed with the decision. Of course, the angry text off Clara didn't help with the sadness pouring through her system; she'd never seen her mother so upset.

An unintentional sigh escapes her lips, catching Cheryl's attention instantly.

The Geordie turns back around and gives her daughter a smile, hoping it would project some light into the gloom she was sure to still be lingering.

"You want us to sit back there and give you a cuddle bubs?" She asks, reaching out once again, and stroking her daughter's leg.

"No it's alright-"

"Cheryl be careful!" Kimberley huffs, slowing down her speed and cautiously helping her wife climb into the backseat.

The Geordie takes comfort beside her daughter, tugging the blanket right over them, and dragging the teen into her arms. Madison doesn't object the warmth from her mother; in fact, she melts right into her touch. Another sigh escapes her lips, this time filled with contentment and satisfaction.

"Telling you," Kimberley tuts, "Cuddle sessions only seem to happen when I can't get involved-"

"I'll give you a million cuddles once we get to the hotel," Cheryl speaks cutely.

"Ah no," The blonde chuckles. "I don't want any off you thank you very much, I was talking about our daughter-"

"You're such a sarcy cow." Cheryl gives the back of Kimberley's chair a whack.

Madison giggles, nestling further into her mother's arms. Their bodies naturally stretch out into the spacious backseat, like two perfect puzzle pieces sealing together without a single space keeping them apart. 

"Yous better have those seatbelts on!" Kimberley scolds them; "I'm not one for pulling this car off the road and strapping it on myself!"

"Oh hush," Cheryl waves a hand in dismissal, "We're almost there anyways, and let me baby girl fall asleep." She takes notice of Madison's breathing growing heavier, knowing her little girl was close to reaching dream world.

Kimberley sighs and gives in, making sure to drive with extra precaution for her girls cuddled up in the backseat.

Cheryl's eyes fall to her daughter, running her fingers through the long brown locks. She resembled the Geordie, and she couldn't get enough of just how mirrored their features were. The bone structure, cheeks, jawline, even their eyebrow shape was reflected. But of course, the extra plumped lips weren't inherited from the Geordie, nor the tiny nose she had to constantly restrain herself from biting.

Jamie.

The man she had stupidly fell in love with back in her teen years, giving herself up completely to the older, much more confidant man. He would get anyone's head to turn in a crowded room, with charm ever so addicting. She fell for him, within a day or two she was head over heels. He built her, taught the Geordie the ins and outs of this celebrity lifestyle she craved, and stupidly a year into their relationship of fcuked up minds.. She fell pregnant.

Madison being the result.

Years had gone with her daughters made up image forever lingering in the back of her mind. She was a mess, and that's when she met Mr. Ashley Cole at age of nineteen. Thinking about it now, she knew she was a vulnerable shell desperate for affection.

I should have known better. She mentally thinks.

She married Ashley within a year of their sex filled relationship, after marriage came problems, and once finding her husband in bed with another woman, that was the last straw she'd taken.

Kimberley was in her life during this tragic time, and without the blonde she isn't sure where she would be today.

"What'cha thinking about?" Kimberley brings her wife out of the dark swirl dragging her down.

"Hmm?" Cheryl's vision turns into clarity; suddenly the world was clear, and her fcuked up mind vanishing from its gloom.

"I said what you thinking about?" The blonde asks, stopping at a red light and turning around to gross in the image of her daughter and wife snuggled closely together.

"Nothing.." Cheryl sighs softly.

"Come on babe, what's the matter?" She gives her wife an encouraging smile, but soon turning around and continuing the rest of the journey to the hotel.

"I was wondering.. How me life would have been if you weren't in it." Cheryl shrugs shyly, "And.. Also.. Imagining - well trying to imagine.. What it would be like.. If Madison didn't come into our lives."

The teen awakens to the sound of her name, but makes no attempt in making her awakening known. She listens closely to her mother's words.

"It's changed us in a way.. Don't you think?" Kimberley asks.

"Yeah," Cheryl whispers, "Ever since the whole.. You know.. Losing our baby," They gulp in unison, after all this time; they have found comfort in speaking about the tragic memory so openly with one another. "And us not really being meself with Madison not in our lives.. Then suddenly everything started to work out for us.. Don't you think?"

Kimberley smiles, forcing herself not to cry. "Yeah, our daughter is in our lives now.. And I can see how happy you are-"

"I can see how happy you are too.. I just love her so much Kimba." She closes her brown eyes, pushing back the tears and holding tightly onto the teen.

Madison absorbs every word sounded into the love filled car, unsure how to process what she'd heard. In a way, she was afraid to let the Geordie know just how much she loved her; the remembrance of abandonment seemed to always return.

If I tell her how much I love her.. Maybe she'd leave again. She thought once, and it always stuck permanently in her mind.

A simple I love you was all she could give.

"Here we are," Kimberley pulls up to the grand hotel, taking in the bold letters reading 'The Big Blue Hotel' scripted elegantly in lights. "I'll come around in a second." She murmurs, parking the car in front of the valet, and quickly climbing out to get the backseat door.

"Careful." Cheryl speaks, gently shaking her daughter awake.

"Hm?" Madison squints her eyes, pretending to awaken. "Are we here already?" She asks, allowing the Geordie to assist her out of the car.

"Yeah sweets, watch your step." She was treated like a fragile child, it didn't bother her, even if she did huff and puff all the way through. It was new to her, the constant affection she never received from Clara and Connor, the parents she wished to always get their acceptance.. And now, now she couldn't give two sh*ts what they thought of her.

The family walks through the grand lobby, taking in the modern décor and unfamiliar faces.

"Welcome to The Big Blue Hotel," The receptionist greets them. "Checking in?"

"Actually, this was so last minute we didn't get much time to call in for a room." Kimberley speaks up, "Is it possible to get a room or a deluxe suit?" She asks, pulling out her card and license.

"I'll see what I can do." The woman taps away behind the screen, searching for the perfect room.

Madison sighs sleepily, leaning into Cheryl's touch. She's grown clingy to the Geordie, and she was making any attempt to control her behavior.

"Will the deluxe suit be suitable for your stay?" The nervous woman asks, unsure how to keep her fan-girling restrained.

"That's perfect," Kimberley smiles, handing over the platinum card without hesitation. She turns around, smiling at her girls whilst the woman works away at registering their room.

"Do yous want to chill out for bit? We have all day for the park." She asks, reaching out and stroking the teen's cheek.

Before Cheryl gets a chance to reply, the receptionist gets Kimberley's attention back.

"How many nights would you like?" She asks, handing the card back.

"Two nights." They've agreed to have family time during this small getaway, although Cheryl would have much rather went somewhere tropical. Madison and Cheryl wait for the blonde to collect their keycard, and lead the way to the deluxe suite they will be staying in.

The teen keeps close to the Geordie; never leaving her side, even as they stand in the lift, she remains glued.

Cheryl notices her daughter's dependent behavior, but speaks no word about it. She was loving how attached Madison was growing to her, and she wondered why so suddenly.

"I hope they bring our bags up quickly, I want to have a quick shower and change-"

"We'll be out in the sun all day babe," Cheryl cuts her wife off. "Just have one when we get back."

"Alright, I suppose that's a better option." Kimberley smiles; leading them out of the lift and down the hall to the large suite. Madison takes in the beautiful corridors, the whites and modern art pieces plastered to the wall mends comfortably in her mind and body.

"In you get," Kimberley opens the door, allowing her girls in first before following them close behind. The family potters around, getting familiar with the luxury suite. Madison takes comfort on the large plush bed, sighing with relief, and inhaling the unfamiliar scent lingering in the air.

Cheryl's eyes fall upon her daughter; unsure whether to be concerned with her sudden quiet nature, or ignore it completely.

Cheryl being Cheryl walks over to Madison and scrambles into bed beside her.

"What's the matter?" She whispers, running her fingers through the teen's silk hair.

Madison shrugs, fluttering her green eyes to the sweet affection. She shuffles closer, burying her face into the arms of her mother, without a thought she drapes her arm over Cheryl's waist, desperate for more contact.

A gentle knock to the door gets Kimberley to swiftly dart and answer it. She was unsure what to do with her daughter's state, so she gives the Geordie and teen some privacy.

"Did Clara message you again?" Cheryl asks, her voice speaks in a soft and loving tone.

Madison shakes her head.

"Erm.." The Geordie thinks quickly, "Did.. Did Connor message you or-"

"No," Madison whispers, "Nobody messaged me..." Her words are followed by a silence Cheryl was unable to fill.

"I'm sorry," The teen takes her mother by surprise.

"What?" Cheryl pulls back, "Why are you sorry?" She frowns.

"I'm sorry for being such a handful all the time-"

"Hey!" Cheryl grits, "What did I tell you about saying that?!" She snaps.

It was Clara's seed that has been planted, and with Madison continuously replaying her mother's words, it produced the doubt into growing.

"I just-"

"Don't.." Cheryl sighs, "Please, stop thinking about what she said."

"I can't help it." Madison's voice cracks, the tears come unannounced; she makes every attempt into hiding her face. The shame of being so exposed in front of her mother gets the beats to her heart to rage with anxiety.

Cheryl grasps her daughter's face, forcing their eyes to remain locked.

"I'm just s-sad." She cries, "I-I don't mean to b-be." They fall into each other's warmth, locking their arms tightly around one another. Cheryl was always a sensitive soul, absorbing every emotion anyone would project into her. She felt every tear that slipped down her daughter's cheek, every sob, cry, and all the sadness Madison had locked away.

She felt it.

Instead of speaking, Cheryl holds her daughter. She tries to convey every unsaid word into this tight embrace; needing Madison to stop her hiccups and sobs.

Kimberley remains still, an awkward tension builds in her system. She was never one to be motherly, and now having a daughter came with new responsibilities to take on.

She clears her throat, "Er.. Do youse want to save the theme park for tomorrow?" Her blue-greys shift in discomfort.

Madison remains hiccupping in her mother's arms.

Cheryl's brown eyes meet her wife's, wordlessly replying to the blonde.

"Alright.. Erm.. Are you two hungry? Yeah? I'll just go get us all something to eat." She darts out of the suite, not giving them a chance to reply.

"That's me wife," Cheryl giggles, giving her daughter a squeeze. "Awkward plum I tell ya."

Madison giggles, "A-Awkward plum?" She asks; releasing another hiccupped giggle.

"We'll save the explanation for another day.. Now tell us, you alright now?" Cheryl continues to run her fingers through Madison's soft locks, releasing all the tensed stress out and away.

"Yeah fine," The teen sniffs, leaving her sadness behind.

"Come here," They stay in a tight lock for sometime, a serene feel settles in the white room. The bedroom they will be claiming as their own for these two days resembled the mansion back home. A modern touch painting a soothing warmth to settle calmly into their systems.

Kimberley stands outside of the deluxe suite with overflowing bags, contemplating with herself whether to reenter the grand suite or not.

"Well.. Can't really just stand here?" She hisses to herself, "Food will go cold." Without a second thought, she swipes the keycard and tiptoes in creepily. Trying everything in her not to make a sound, a silence deafening to the ears. It was filled with questioning that she was still not ready to ask, putting the questions aside, she sets the food down and returns to her wife and daughter.

She leans against the door, taking in her girls lying in bed, with Cheryl whispering sweet words to their daughter.

"I love you, so much." The Geordie whispers, sighing sweetly and kissing Madison's forehead. "You're me world."

She smiles at the love, never seeing Cheryl so happy before in her entire life.

"Hey you two," Their whispering ends, shuffling around and meeting the sparkling blue-greys. "You up for a bite to eat?" She asks, relaxing further against the white door.

Cheryl grins, sliding out of bed and helping her daughter up along the way.

Kimberley stops Madison as she goes to exit, enveloping her into a cuddle, and quick kisses smothered to her face.

"Love you," she makes sure to say, placing a few more kisses to the teen's head.

"Love you too," Madison giggles. "Awkward plum-"

"Cheryl!"

The Geordie laughs loudly, "I'm sorry-"

"You know damn well you're not sorry," She scolds her laughing wife and daughter. "Go on and eat you cheeky little sh*t." She shoos Madison away, grasping her wife's hand before Cheryl had any chance to escape.

"You asking for a belting to your arse?" She raises her eyebrows; still not impressed her wife couldn't stop the loud laughs. "What'd I tell you about calling me that??" She whines, throwing her head back.

"I-I'm - haha baby, I'm not even sorry-"

"Oh you're just asking for it now." With a quick action, Kimberley grasps her wife and throws her right over the shoulder; darting straight for the bed; both falling on the plush mattress.

"KIMBERLEY!" Cheryl squeals, thrashing around as the tickles come attacking.

Madison stands at the bedroom door, with a fried chicken wing in one hand, and a cold pop in the other. She bites and gulps down the fizzy drink as she takes in her parents acting like total teenagers.

"You both done here?" She asks, taking another bite out of the fried goodness.

"T-Tell - AHAHA! You fcuking cunt get off!"

Madison gasps, "Mother," She tells the Geordie, "Control your mouth around little ears." The words casual slip from her lips, she doesn't take much notice in her words, exiting the room, leaving a frozen Cheryl and a grinning blonde.

"Did she just-"

"Mhm - yeah she did." Kimberley bites her lower lip, sitting up and pulling a shocked Cheryl up.

"How.. What?" She breathes, "Are you sure because-"

Kimberley cuts her wife off with a kiss, pushing her back down and climbing right on top. Their kiss grows in a passionate pace, tongues rolling together fiercely heating up.

"COME EAT!" Madison shouts from the other room, already starting on the variety of food the blonde had generously bought.

"Mmm - Kimba, later baby," Cheryl breathes, trying to push her wife back from leaving a mark against her delicate neck.

"What's later though?" She asks, continuing to suck down viciously.

"Baby, baby.. Baby later - ohh." Her back arches, the pleasure igniting through her system could not be controlled.

Kimberley grins, pulling away just as the Geordie got worked up.

"B*tch." Cheryl huffs, her cheeks flushed with the evident arousal trickling through her laced knickers. She follows her giggling wife out, controlling the need to punch her right in the back from the tease she'd just endured.

Cheryl's smile soon returns once remembering Madison's words.

"So what I was thinking," The teen begins, biting a large portion from her chicken burger. "We wake up extra early tomorrow - super early!" She spurts her food.

"Wow, could you get anymore attractive." Kimberley rolls her eyes, grabbing both burger containers for Cheryl and herself.

"Thank you." The Geordie takes the white container, sticking her tongue out, making sure to let her wife know she was still annoyed.

"You're welcome my love," Kimberley mockingly grins, starting on her delicious food.

"As I was saying," Madison huffs, stuffing chips into her mouth. "Super early, we spend the day there.. Yada yada, come back - but it has to be when the park closes!" She says end of.

"Anything you want bubs-"

"And you have to go on rides-"

"I already said no, now stop with your asking." Cheryl sighs, rolling her eyes at Kimberley as she continues to mock her accent.

"Stop that!"

"Stop that." The teen and blonde begin to laugh, their mouthful and happiness escaping them loudly.

"Shut up!" Cheryl slams her burger back down into the container, folding her arms in annoyance.

"Aw baby-"

"No," She moves her face away from Kimberley's touch, shuffling her chair closer to Madison's.

The teen giggles, "You guys act like total teenagers." She rolls her eyes, finishing the rest of her meal.

"Don't you want cool hip parents?" Kimberley winks, pouting and winking playfully.

"Definitely not." Madison scoffs, "Youse are far from cool parents-"

"Excuse you," Kimberley gasps. "I'll have you know I was one of the most popular girls in my school - can't really speak about this one," She nods to a still sulking Cheryl, "She waged off more than she actually went to class-"

"Is it pick-on-Cheryl day?" She narrows her brown eyes, unimpressed with her wife's teasing.

"No that's everyday sweetheart - now eat your food before it goes cold."

Cheryl mimics the blonde, starting on her meal regardless.

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow." Madison grins in pure excitement.

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"Hell no!" Cheryl walks away, only to be pulled back into Kimberley's arms. "No - better yet, fcuk no!"

"Aw please!" Madison pouts, averting her gaze from the scowling Geordie, and looking up at the towering ride. Loud screams resonate through the large theme park, only terrifying Cheryl further.

"Don't you pout at us-"

"I don't ask for much," she plays the victim card, stretching her arms out and taking the Geordie's hands into her own. "Please."

Cheryl purposely closes her eyes, "It's not going to work-"

"Mum, tell her." She pouts further.

Kimberley mouths, 'Call her Mam.'

Madison pulls a confused expression, but soon catches what the blonde was miming.

"Er... Mam?" She whispers, just enough for Cheryl to hear. "Can you please go on this ride-"

"You little sh*t!" Cheryl's eyes shoot open, "You using the Mam card to get your way-"

"Did it work?" Madison bites her lower lip, giggling lightly in hopes to cover the sudden rush running through her veins.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can use it all the time!" Cheryl scowls, forcing her smile back as the teen drags her to the fast lane entrance, allowing the family to skip the waiting, and proclaim the front line.

Kimberley's smile could only grow so wide; her cheeks turn sore from all the smiling she's expressed all day.

The teen giddily squeals, never releasing the Geordies hand. "This is going to be so much fun!" She releases another squeal, pulling her Mam to their seats. They sit in a row of three, each ready to take on the heart stopping ride. Staff checks their safety belts, making sure all the needed safety guides were checked, a thumbs up is exchanged between the workers.

"No - no I don't want this." Cheryl breathes, gulping with the ride slowly descending up the rail. "No - no!" She begins to scream, setting both Madison and Kimberley off.

"Fcuk you both!" She screams, "I'm going to kill youse!"

"Man I wish I could record this-"

"Fcuk you, Kimberley!"

"Oh I know, you were fcuking me quite well last night-"

"MUM!" Madison shouts, just as the ride drops. Cheryl's screams never settle, only growing louder with a jumble of curse words mixing in with her racing heart. The ride twists, drops, and turns a few more times before it comes to screeching stop, followed by Cheryl's rambling.

"You fcuking pieces of sh*ts! I am so fcuking done with youse both! That is it. Kimberly we're getting a divorce - and you! You are sleeping in the fcuking dog house your entire life!"

The teen giggles, mingling with Kimberley's loud cackle.

"You look - haha! You look like a twat. Fix that hair of yours." Kimberley reaches out and ruffles Cheryl's hair further, only getting her wife's scowl to pierce further. As soon as their belts get unlocked, Cheryl pushes her wife, quickly darting out and away from both her girls.

Kimberley and Madison stroll casually behind, hand-in-hand with their grins worn brightly.

"That was fun I must say," Kimberley comments, pulling Madison into her side.

"Yeah totally," The teen breathes, "By the way -" she pushes back, "Keep your kinky ass fcuking sex life to yourself! I don't want to fcuking know when youre fcuking my Mam!"

The blonde smiles widely, "Alright, I wont tell you when I'm fcuking your Mam." She winks. "When are you going to start calling us Mummy and Mammy? Because I'd like to be called that.. Oh I don't know. Soon?"

"If you're going to take the piss than you're not getting called anything but dickhead-"

"Be original," Kimberley rolls her eyes, "I get called that everyday by my sulking wife over there." They near Cheryl, who's sitting on an empty bench retying her shoe laces. Her hair now tied in a tight ponytail, and the once workout jumper now wrapped around her waist.

"Hey grump-"

"Fcuk off, I'm not talking to youse." She occupies her hands with the laces, tying and retying fiercely.

"Aw," Madison sits beside her Mam, "It was fun, you gotta admit-"

"Fun?!" Her head snaps to the teen, "Fun!? What's so fun about nearing me death date!? Hm?! There is nothing fun about these deathly rides. I'm done. I'm not going on any rides unless its some kitty teapot sh*t!"

Strangers pass the family, gazing a few times at the loud scene created by Cheryl.

"How about the monster drop-"

"Kimberley I swear to god!" Cheryl grits, "I'm not fcuking about."

The blonde bites her lower lip, suppressing every giggle to trap in the back of her throat.

"Alright alright," She sighs playfully, "How's about.. I treat you to some pretzels? Hot dog? Oh how about those ice cream dippin' dots they sell?" She asks, gently helping her wife up to stand.

"Ooo can we get them all?" Madison grins, walking between the two women. "I want a pretzel first - what about them nachos and crisps?" She asks, leading the family to the first stand in sight.

"No you can't get them all Maddy," Cheryl sighs softly, her smile returning gradually. "You'll get sick if you go on another ride with a full tummy-"

"But, but its ice cream." She pouts, waiting in the queue for their turn to order.

"You can only get that for now-"

"But Mam," Madison groans; stomping her foot in soberness. The word Mam had become part of her, bringing a sort of ease when speaking this simple word to many.

Cheryl grins, "You're a little sh*t you know that?" She sniggers, getting a cackle from Kimberley.

"I know," Madison giggles, "But I'm your little sh*t" She bites her lower lip, and skips to the waiting teller to take their order.

Cheryl sighs, falling into her wifes side, a growing smile plasters to her lips.

"Thought you wanted a divorce? Can't do friends with benefits-"

"Oh stop it," Cheryl giggles, wrapping her arms around Kimberley's waist. The blonde matches her wife's smile, she too wrapping her arms around the petite Geordie. They stand together, watching their daughter buy an overload of bad food, and conversing animatedly with the teller.

Cheryl giggles once more, "She's a right loon," She looks up, catching Kimberley's lips swiftly.

Strangers give the family their freedom to freely walk through the theme park, not pestering with 'Hellos' and 'Can I take a photo?' instead, they allow their eyes to linger on the famous pop-stars, following them around from a distance, and discreetly snapping pictures.

Madison walks beside the Geordie, having her hold the oversized pretzel whilst she devoured the large ice cream cup.

"Slow down," Kimberley chuckles, "You do realize the ice cream can't actually jump out of that cup and walk off-"

"It's melting!" Madison huffs, shoveling another spoonful into her mouth. "Want some?" She asks, hovering the spoon over to the blonde, to which she greatly accepts.

"So, what are we going on next?" Kimberley asks, swallowing the reaming of the frozen treat.

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing-"

"Fine," the teen huffs, "If it makes you feel any better," She spoons the last of the ice cream. "We'll do what you want."

Cheryl raises an eyebrow, "And you're not going to argue Mrs.?" She asks her grinning wife.

"No, not at all actually." She replies, snatching the salted pretzel from her hand, and biting a generous amount out of it.

"Can we..." She scans her brown orbs around the park, they settle to the lazy river. "Come on you two," Her head raises with a triumphant look to her expression, giggling as she leads them to the queue.

They don't argue, rolling their eyes and following the Geordie straight behind.

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It was a perfect day for the Tweedy-Walsh family; Cheryl has never felt such euphoria before. The word she's forever craved to hear from her daughter has finally been sounded, and nothing would ever compare or come close.

They lazy out on the sofa placed tactfully in the large suite, huddled up with a blanket thrown over them. The film being played isn't paid much attention, their daughter sleeps between them, after they've all showered, and stuffed their faces with more food, finally sleep had called for Madison.

An exhausting day it was, but their daughter's happiness was worth it.

"You sleepy?" Kimberley whispers, lowering the volume blaring through the television screen.

"Mmm just a little, why?" She asks, reaching across and lacing her fingers with the blondes.

"You want to stay up for a bit?"

"Yeah, sure.. Do you want to take her to bed?" They speak in low whispers, not wanting to startle the teen from her peaceful sleep.

Kimberley nods, sliding off the sofa and gently collecting the teen in a cradled position. Her feet glide against the cream carpet, making sure to walk slowly and carefully. The blue-greys linger to Madison, absorbing her beautiful daughter with a light smile.

She bites her lower lip, lowering the teen down into the bed she'd be proclaiming as her own for the night. The white bedding resembles clouds in the night; Kimberley makes sure to bolt open the curtains in the luxurious bedroom, allowing the stars through.

"Good night love," She whispers, softly perching down and placing a few kisses to Madison's warm cheeks.

"Night Mummy." The teen murmurs, rolling over and turning away from her mother's touch.

Kimberley smiles with slight tears in her eyes, "I love you." She whispers lastly, walking back out of the bedroom and returning to her wife.

"What's with the creepy smile?" Cheryl laughs lightly, opening up her arms for Kimberley to cuddle into.

The blonde giggles, happiness sounding. She settles into her wife's arms, breathing and inhaling the sweet scent she cherished.

"I'm so happy Cheryl," She begins, the smile never disappearing. "I'm just so fcuking happy."

"Me too," They sigh in unison; Cheryl reclines into the sofa, taking the blonde down with her. Their bodies mold together, with limbs entwining like two perfect puzzle pieces connecting, and sealing.

A silence falls upon them, the low muffling sounds from the television sways in the room.

Kimberley sighs, reaching down and clutching her wife's hand into her own. She lazily plays with the large diamond ring, her head taking comfort against Cheryl's chest, with her mind engrossing in the crazy life.

She places lazy kisses to each of Cheryl's fingers, repeating this action over and over again.

"I love you so deeply," Her voice sounds. "Do you know that?" She asks, lifting her head to get a closer look into the brown eyes.

"Even when you're teasing us?-"

"Even when I'm teasing you," Kimberley smiles, placing a single kiss to the pouting Geordie. "And if you ask for a divorce again I'm throwing you into a closet, fcuking you, and locking you in there as my sex goddess."

Cheryl's eyes grow wide, but soon laughs at her wife's grin.

"You're one off-"

"Mmm nope," She kisses her, "I'm just a girl that's in love-"

"You're no girl," Cheryl scoffs, "You're a woman," She purrs, her hands trail down to the desirable backside.

"Mmm question," Kimberley speaks in between kisses, "Did you ever think," She kisses again. "You'd be a lesbian?"

"Mm, that tickles." Cheryl giggles, biting her lower lip and in taking a deep breath from Kimberley's mouth latching to her neck. She laces her fingers through the golden honey locks, loving the feel of silk feathering through.

"No - ah.. Mm I've never." Brown orbs flutter shut, the power of Kimberley's lips erupted arousal through her system.

The blonde's mouth never breaks, trailing down to the peaking cleavage, exposed by the low cut vest top Cheryl had opted for bed tonight. She smother's her face in-between the valley, latching her wet lips to the perfectly curved mounds.

"So what?" Cheryl breathes, "Are we having sofa sex?" She giggles, hitching her breath from the little teasing bites Kimberley marks.

"Would you rather have," She smothers her lips further. "Carpet sex?" She asks, lifting her head up, and attaching their lips back together. Her warm tongue slips right into the Geordie's mouth, a sloppy kiss is created, tongue and tasteful saliva mixing together so discerningly.

The honeyed taste of strawberry sweeties lingers on their tongues, merging perfectly with their unique flow. Kimberley could never control her hands from grasping firmly to the back of her wife's head, piercing their lips together. Her other hand dominantly sprawls down and firmly clutches at Cheryl's thigh, allowing her leg to intertwine around her lower hip.

"That, mmmm, that feels so good." Cheryl breathes, wrapping her own arms around the blonde's neck. Their bodies connect so closely; one could believe their souls were linking together in this intimate position.

Kimberley's lips tear away, getting a confused expression in return.

"Get naked." She breathes, sitting up and removing her vest top. "Come on." She giggles, her panting still evident as she awkwardly eliminates the pajama shorts from her heating body.

Cheryl quickly follows the actions.

Both now completely bare for each other.

"Come here," Kimberely lies down, stopping her wife as she goes to position herself over her.

"No - I want you to sit on me.. And well.. You can fcuk me while I fcuk you-"

"That's called 69 Kimba-"

"Yeah, whatever, you get my point! Now get on." They giggle like schoolgirls, ready to fcuk each other into mind-blowing orgasms.

They groan in unison, the feel of their skin connecting arouses them deeper, their sweet juices flow naturally out of them. Mouths water at the thought of tasting such sweetened nectar, without a second to spare, they begin to tongue fcuk each other.

Kimberley's arms wrap around Cheryl's lower thighs, burying her face deep into the soaking cunt, whilst the Geordie lies between the curvy hips, stretching her arms out to the calves her wife worked so hard on keeping in shape.

It's a slow rhythm they create, with tongues lapping and sounding the wet cum running along their soaking muscled tongues.

The room fills with their low groans, and heavy breathing.

Kimberley grasps at the backside, nails digging into the flawless bum, smacking it a few times as she picks up the pace of her tongue. She raises her hips, grinding against Cheryl's mouth, as does Cheryl, both now working quickly.

"Mmm." Cheryl moans, the feel of Kimberley's tongue probing deep inside of her nears the orgasmic state she craved each and every time they fcuked.

A heat rises within heir bodies; fluttering butterflies to erupt in their clits, and shoot straight through them. They come undone together, both continuing to fcuk each other, ignoring the shuddering and loss of energy due to the eruption firing from their soaking cunts.

"Fcuk." Kimberley breathes, falling back. She grins, her mouth smothered in her wife's arousal.

"That, was, mmm, oh so good." Cheryl groans, remaining motionless atop of her wife.

They lick their lips, tasting the beautiful nectaries gift.

"Come.. Mmm baby, come here." Kimberley lightly taps the Geordie's bum, getting Cheryl to slowly scrabble around and finally position herself atop.

Their lips meet, a beautiful taste of addiction lingers with their tongues.

"I'm surprised I didn't scream me head off-"

"That's because we've got a teenage daughter sleeping in the other room."

They giggle, "Oh god.. What are we like?!" Cheryl screeches, burying her face in the crook of Kimberley's neck.

"Well.. I know what you're like." Kimberley sniggers, giving the Geordie's bum a playful squeeze.

"Stop it."

"Stop it-"

"Argh," Cheryl forces herself up, "Don't start with that.. Come on, we've got to get some sleep."

"Go on, I'll follow you in." Kimberley sits up, resting her head in one hand and watching her wife's naked body walkaway and disappear into their bedroom for the night.

"God I'm so lucky."