Archive of Our Own

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As soon as she opened the bathroom door to let the steam out, Trinity smelled it. Burnt eggs. She smiled as she grabbed the towel and walked out of the bathroom, towards the bedroom. She picked a shirt with a fitted neck so no amount of skin is shown. Wouldn't want to give her viewers something else to talk about. As she was putting it on, her left hand caught on the sleeve of the shirt. 

The wedding ring had been there for almost three months already, yet she was still amazed every time she looked at it. It was nothing out of the ordinary, just a traditional gold wedding band that every married couple wore but every time she looked at it, she remembered the look on Yolanda's face while hearing her vows, and felt like crying again.

Once dressed and having made the bed, she left the bedroom and walked towards the kitchen. Bracing for what she was about to walk into, she entered the room, walked around the table, and hugged her from behind.

"Morning, dearest," Trinity kissed her on the back of her neck as she rocked side to side "do you want me to take over?" 

I'm offended by the suggestion," she placed the eggs on two toasts with cheese and turned around to face her wife "I thought you said you would eat my cooking with pleasure as long as you got to be the one to drive"

While still hugging her, Trinity laughed at the attempted imitation of her. "How do you even remember that?"

"I was very much in love already"

Trinity blushed and gave her a chaste kiss before letting her go and grabbing the plates getting cold on the counter, and sat on the table. Yolanda sat in front of her.

"Once I end my shift, do you wanna go to dinner? Maybe some pancit?"

"Can't. I have that charity stream today, remember?" Trinity had already finished eating and was looking at the other's bowl "I will be busy until tomorrow morning."

"Oh, right. I forgot it was today. With everything with Ems grandfather it completely slipped my mind."

"Did you talk to Emery? Is she OK?"

"She will be, his death is not really a surprise."

"Still, it's nice of you to cover for her."

With the last bite of her toast she shrugged "It's the least I could do."

Trinity got up and started to do the dishes while Yolanda swept the floor. Once finished, she sneaked behind her and raked her hands over Trinity's sides, making her squirm.

"Hey" she whispered in her ear before she kissed her lobe.

"Hi" 

Trinity quickly dried her hands on the cloth beside the sink and turned around to face her wife, placing her arms on her shoulders and bringing her in for a deep, slow kiss. Trinity drags her hands from the back of Yolanda's neck to palm her jaw before she licks her bottom lip and pushes her tongue inside Yolanda's mouth with a loud hum. After that, Yolanda pushed her whole body flushed against her lover's, and grabbed shamelessly her ass to press them as together as it would be possible.

Yolanda pulled away after a few seconds but stayed close with her eyes closed. "Want another one?" She breathed, almost gone to the moment. She spread kisses all over her face, thinking of taking Trinity there and then.

"God, you're insatiable, woman" she laughed into her mouth. And nothing would please her more than continuing this in their bedroom, but alas "I have to start stream, unfortunately. I'm already late."

Yolanda groaned in response and hugged Trinity, rocking back and forth. God, Trinity loved the smell of Yolanda, she thought of delaying her stream a bit more. However, Yolanda stepped back and kissed her a final time before looking her in the eyes, pointing "I'm reserving you for whenever you finish the stream, then. Be ready."

"It's a date." Trinity could feel the blush creeping up her neck at the thought of what waited for her. With a smile, Yolanda stepped out of the kitchen.

While Trinity finished washing the dishes, she heard her wife dressing and putting on her shoes.

"Bye, amor!" With that she closed the door before giving Trinity a chance to say goodbye. 

At eleven thirty, Trinity was sat and already planing the stream with her viewers. 

"So," she explained while looking at the chat "the poll said R6, Minecraft, and the sims. I think it's best to do it in that order, since my mental processing is only going to decline as the hours pass. What do you guys think?"

She waited a minute to see the chat agreeing with her. She opened the game and queued directly for a Ranked game. 

vicky: is she jelous. she looks like she would be

huckabeeeee: is she coming back¿

"The five questions I'll be answering and then it's back to the game, ready?" she looked through the chat to see the most common and was not surprised "First: I'm not saying her name, she likes her privacy, if you want to refer to her just say something related to wife or whatever you come up with. Second: we met at the cafe I used to work at. She was a regular there."

She took a breath before continuing.

"Third: again, for her privacy I will say she is between thirty and thirty-five. Forth: she doesn't have any public social media, she is the most off-line person you will ever meet. Fourth: I don't know if she'll come back, huckabee."

Just before ending the conversation and starting another game she saw another comment and laughed at the assumption "she is pretty jelous, vicky." Then she queued for another match, "shall we play, then?"