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The only talk on Milana and Celina’s teams were of them getting Celina and Mel back together so Celina wouldn’t be dominating and then throwing away the young, immature dolls like they were nothing.
Right then, all Celina could see was Melissa. She didn’t care that they had a crowd of ten around them, she just wanted Mel to want her. For her to know that she was ready to love Mel like she should’ve in the first place. The sex was amazing, off-the-wall, just the best either had ever had, but when she thought Mel asked her to move in with her, she felt like she wasn’t ready, but it wasn’t that she wasn’t ready, she just was scared to commit to that level to one woman when the only thing she cared about for ten years was becoming the number one wrestler.
Once they got out of the arena and went to Melissa’s apartment, they showered and got cleaned and scrubbed.
She asked Melissa if she was alright and Melissa just nodded, said she couldn’t have been more happy to see Celina lose because it meant she got to see the real competitor in Celina, especially when she cried it showed her passion for it. Celina tried to point out that she wasn’t the same fiery redhead who she missed waking up in the morning and seeing in the mirror. It was someone who she’d grown to hate. So because of that self-hatred and self-deprivation, she began to hate others and lashed out at the one person she should’ve been able to lean on.
She went on to explain, “When I got the news about that new stupid policy that your club had. I immediately felt sick to my stomach. I felt like everything we’d been working towards was swept away. When you left that night we argued. I felt so lost and helpless.”
Mel sat down next to her on the bed and she listened, Celina continued, “I loved what we had, I loved when you’d get that fiery look in your eyes when I had to trib a girl, or when I’d strap-on fuck someone. You knew that was all just for show, but you still got fired up. I secretly wanted to forgive you for leaving after that fight. It felt terrible that I just let you leave, but I figured you’d come back when you were ready. I began to hate myself, thinking it was my fault that you left because I thought it was too soon, and not the stupid rules they made.”
Melissa stopped her own inner-monologue and said, “It was me who asked you, remember? I asked you if you were ready to move in, not for you to move in. I wasn’t even retired yet. Yes, I loved you so damn much. Every morning it would take every ounce of strength I had not to come to your house and ask for your forgiveness.”
Celina then sat up on the bed and asked, “Wait, so this was all you then? You set this up!”
Melissa straightened up as well and pushed Celina back on the bed, “Please. Just believe me when I say, that for the longest time I thought I’d lost you, but when Milana was wrestling you this regular season. She told me when you wrestled, and she whispered in your ear saying, ‘Imagine if Mel knew you were going to take a strapon up your ass from me tonight? I wonder if she’d be pissed or excited?’ Then she said she saw there was a fire in you because of your love for me. That was when I knew I still had a shot to get you to come home with me. To be like we are now is all I’ve ever wanted. To have you above me and loving me everyday was something I only dreamed would happen. Then it did happen. Then you got scared and the rejection hurt me more than I ever felt before you. Just say the words and I’m yours, Celina.”
Celina thought about what Mel had just said then decided, How could I say no to that cute and sexy face that she’s making?God, I’m fucked!
Celina, after a moment of silence, said, “How could I not say yes to that face?”
After another shocked expression by Mel, she smiled widely and brightly and cupped Celina’s face in her hands and Celina said, “I’ll never be a stupid kid like I was 3 years ago.”
Mel then pulled Celina in for a sizzling kiss that left her legs wobbly and shaky. With that, Mel tackled Celina into the bedroom and she proceeded, to not just take off, but to tear apart Celina’s clothes, just to get to feel her again. To be on and in her.
This was the moment Mel killed herself over time and again. To be able to hold her love like this was something she wasn’t going to waste time over.
Mel was like a shark that hadn’t had a meal in days.
Mel gently, yet firmly, grabbed Celina’s cute underwear, then tugged them down and off without so much as a second thought, and Celina was the one to lean in this time and tore off Mel’s shirt and pants. Mel and Celina both felt it finally as naked bodies came together.
Mel reached around Celina and explored her back. She proceeded to move her hands lower until she felt Celina tense up at the sudden painful feeling in her lower back.
Then, as soon as the pain was there, it was gone, and Mel said to her very gently, that she was sorry.
She said, “I’m so sorry.”
Celina said quickly in response, “No it’s fine. Let’s just take this slow, eh?”
That is exactly what they did that night. They went slow, took their time, explored each others bodies sensually, passionately.
Hands roamed over lean, chiseled abs. Slowly they took in each others naked bodies.
Even slower they explored each other as if it was their first time again. Which, in a way, it was their first time. Their first time together, like that, both with different mindsets.
Both broken and healing. Come together by the union of their re-found love for another.
After that night, both Melissa and Celina knew they’d be together.
They would not worry about the problems they’d face. As they drifted off into a deep sleep, deeper than they’d ever been in before.
They knew it was thanks, in part, to the very sexy couple, Milana and Elizabeth.
Who were, at that very moment, if Celina had a hunch, still going at it like rabbits.
Celina looked up at the milky ceiling above her, with Melissa snuggled close to her side, she let out a brief sigh and said, “I lost again.”
Melissa, while resting her chin on her lovers chest, looked up to meet Celina in a brief kiss and said, “Yeah, but you didn’t lose me.”
Celina looked down at her and asked, “No? I didn’t fuck it up this time?”
Melissa looked back at her for a moment before she said, “It never was your fuck up. I was just as bad as you w-”
Celina put her finger up to silence Melissa. She looked back up at the ceiling for a moment and smiled down at Melissa, “Well. at least I still got the girl in the end, right?”
Smiling, Melissa said, “Yeah, you did.”
After a moment of silence, Melissa said, “But if you really want to make it up to me-” She leaned close and whispered, “Get the strap-on.”
Celina looked to her for a moment and then they both smiled. Celina pulled away the sheets that covered her and right there in her nightstand was her trusty strap-on.
Melissa laughed at knowing Celina too well. She always kept her 7-inch strap-on close by.
She put it on quickly, repositioned herself so she was hovering over Melissa, and before she put it in, she said, “You’re the best girlfriend ever.”
Melissa smiled at her and, after a brief kiss, said, “That’s right. And don’t you dare forget it.”
The End.
*The final part in the LWL series. Hopefully you liked it. This was my first ever (kind of) erotic story. I’m a writer, but not used to writing smut. So If you did like my ideas, or didn’t for whatever reason, be sure to give me some feedback on this and email me (lordblackthorn@gmail.com) for some other story ideas that you might like me to do.
Until next time,
Blackthorn..