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Waverly looked back worried and slowed down when she didn’t immediately hear the foot falls on the metal staircase.
Oh geez I hope I didn’t just ruin this, why do I have to be such a scaredy cat sometimes…Why couldn’t I just kiss her right there like a normal person…
Then she heard the exasperated huffs of air and the rattling of cuffs on a duty belt. “God damn it, Waves! I’m not gonna let you win this time.” Nicole shouted from half a flight of stairs below her.
“Is that what you did when I ran through you to score at the game last night? Waverly hollered below, adjusting the hose on her shoulder. When she didn’t hear a reply, but instead just felt the heavy vibrations on the staircase. Waverly peeked over the edge of the railing, to see Nicole bounding two steps at a time now gaining on her.
“Oh, shit...” Waverly said wide eyed as she turned forward and continued up the stairs.
Nicole was very much catching up to her. And Waverly was starting to sweat, torn between wanting to beat her to the top and thinking about all the things Nicole might do if she did catch her. This moment of deliberation was her downfall, because just as she could see the top floor of the tower, she felt a tug on the hose over her shoulder.
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The end of the hose stack had started to come loose hanging off Waverly’s back and Nicole took a chance. She stretched farther than she thought her arms could have reached and by the grace of whatever lesbian goddess was looking over her at the moment she grabbed hold of the rough canvas hose and pulled. The hose came loose from her shoulder and Waverly fell back with it, landing right in Nicole’s outstretched arms as they tumbled less than gracefully to the landing just below them.
Nicole wasn’t sure if the crack she heard as she fell backwards was the flashlight on her belt or her tailbone. But at that moment she didn’t really care when she looked up to see she had landed face to face with Waverly on top of her.
Before her head could think better of it, Nicole’s mouth spoke for her, “It seems like you’re falling for me, Waverly.”
“You almost kill us both and all you have to say is that terrible pun?” Waverly said propping herself on Nicole’s torso. Nicole for the first time in her life, was wishing she hadn’t worn a vest on duty tonight as Waverly’s hands rested on her chest holding herself up. Without realizing it on instinct Nicole rested her hands on Waverly’s thighs as she straddled her own like she had done it a thousand times before. Waverly looked down at her hands and back up at Nicole’s face, but before Nicole could move her hands or apologize, Waverly leaned down and kissed her. The kiss came so urgently out of Waverly. Like her body knew before she did. It almost knocked the wind out of Nicole. She could feel her heartbeat in her ears and all she could see and taste was Waverly. For something so urgent, Waverly’s lips were still so soft.
Waverly pulled away for a second to catch her breath, but it only lasted a moment before Nicole leaned up and caught her lips again, not wanting to waste a second not sure if she’d ever get this chance again.
As Nicole felt Waverly start to melt into her, she took the opportunity to shift and flip Waverly on her back when she realized there was something keeping her body from getting closer. When she looked down, she was so caught up she forgot she still had her duty belt on. As she painstakingly removed her hands from the angelic form beneath her and brought them to the heavy buckle at her waist. She looked into Waverly’s eyes blown wide with nervous arousal.
“Is this ok?” Nicole whispered even though she knew no one was around to hear them.
Waverly bit her bottom lip nodding her head quickly in nervous affirmation. Nicole smiled and whipped the rest of her belt off, sending the keepers flying along with it.
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Waverly had never been one for fooling around in public places, but kissing Nicole was intoxicating. Be it a secluded clock tower on the outskirts of town isn’t the most public of places, but she couldn’t care less. Kissing Nicole felt like something she didn’t know she was missing. Her lips fit perfectly with Waverly’s, her hands roaming from the outside of her thighs, up her sides to rub along her ribcage under her chest like she was trying to memorize every inch of Waverly’s body. Waverly slid her hands along the back of Nicole’s neck, tangling her fingers in the loosened red curls. The muffled moan that slipped from Nicole’s lips as she lightly dug her fingers into her scalp was the best thing Waverly had ever heard. She could feel Nicole slip her thigh between her legs as hands rose further up her chest. Waverly felt the soft brush of her thumb on the underside of her breast as Nicole looked again up seeking permission once more.
“You feel so good, Waves. I want to touch every inch of you” Nicole whispered into the crook of her neck. Even though there was no one around to hear them.
“Oh yes, please.” Waverly breathed enjoying the way her nickname sounded coming out of Nicole’s mouth.
Nicole’s hand that had been tentatively caressing along her ribcage slid up underneath her shirt and grabbed Waverly’s breast fully, taking care to squeeze her nipple slightly as she did it. Waverly could feel her nipple harden and perk under Nicole’s touch. The sensation sent waves of heat straight down to her core, she rocked her hips in search of more contact from Nicole’s thigh firmly planted there. And was rewarded when Nicole ground her thigh exactly where see needed it.
Waverly wondered if Nicole could feel how wet she was already. Because she was positive she had already soaked through her compression shorts and if Nicole kept doing what she was doing her duty pants were going to be ruined too. This wasn’t what Waverly had imagined when she goaded Nicole into chasing her up the tower but oh was it so much better. Waverly felt Nicole shift her thigh lower and the hand that been feeling her up started to make its way down her abs to the thumb circles on her hips. She could feel her slide her fingers along the fire department issued belt and buckle undoing it easily with one hand. Which made Waverly think about just how many times Nicole had taken someone else’s pants off like that. As little ping of jealousy ran through her, it was quickly quelled when Nicole rested her forehead on hers and said, “You are extraordinary, Waverly Earp.”
Waverly tightened her grip on Nicole’s face and kissed her back with everything she had. As Nicole slipped her hand into Waverly’s pants passed the waist band of her compression shorts to the wet heat waiting there for her. All things in Waverly’s mind melted away when she felt Nicole’s fingers drag through the slick wetness, coating her fingers and circling her already thrumming clit. The tight consistent circles had Waverly’s legs shaking. She was already dangerously close even though Nicole had barely touched her. When Nicole had dipped her fingers lowered to her slit running her finger up and down slowing teasing her, Waverly couldn’t hold back the noises anymore. Especially when Nicole stopped teasing and finally slid one finger slowly inside. And then another. It had been a while since Waverly had been with anyone, her inconsistent schedule didn’t lend well to relationships. She had forgotten how good the stretch had felt. Her jaw hung open panting or whimpering, she was so far gone she wasn’t sure which one it was anymore as Nicole curled her fingers up hitting the spot that made her eyes roll back in her head. Nicole must have been able to feel the way her walls were starting to clench and tighten around her fingers because her thumb started circling her clit.
Waverly was so close now to tumbling over the edge, all she could get out was, “Nicole, I’m gonn-“, before she was shaking and clenching around Nicole fingers still driving her through her orgasm. Nicole continued to kiss her as she came down, slowly pulling her hand out of Waverly’s pants. Which wasn’t a second too soon because as they both started to sit up, the radio on Nicole’s belt crackled to life.
“Dispatch to all units, Caller reports a noise complaint at the Train Depot. Caller is concerned Clock tower is being defiled by hooligans.”
Waverly falls back laughing uncontrollably. Nicole laughs and shushes Waverly, as she replies, “Officer Haught, I’m in the area. I can respond.” Nicole turns and winks at Waverly, “I will advise if additional units are needed.”