Rating:NC-17
Contains:F/F slash, language, some kinky stuff but nothing to worry about
Characters: Lita (Amy Dumas), Shannon Moore, and my own Character - Alexis
Disclaimer: Don't own or no one in this ficiton. Don't know anyone sexuality.
Ask if you wanna us. Stefani.....maybe HEHEHEHEHEHEHE
Aurtor: Storm
Dear Diary,
Is it possible to be romanticly attracted to your best friend? A female at that? I mean, to want to be with her everday. To touch her. To want her to laugh. To want to make love to her. To want to hear say your name in a breath moan that'll make your knees go weak and your toes curl. That's how I feel about Alexis. Is it wrong?
Now, mind you, this was not some over night thing. I've always felt something in the pit of my belly when I'm with her. Something that I couldn't explain to anyone. Not Matt. Not Jeff. Not Shane. Not anyone but Shannon. And only him because he came to me. He said that he could see how much I loved and wanted that girl and he is very right.
It, the feelings I have for her, came full force the other day. I had to comfront my feelings toward her.
I was with her shopping at the mall. She was looking for a bikini to wear to my pool party/birthday party. Of course, I had to help out. I'm not stupid enough to pass up the chance to see that beautiful cuvy body of hers in a tiny, tight bikini. Anyway, I was searching for a black one, knowing how good she looks in black, when I heard her giggle. It wasn't her normal "That's cute so I'll giggle" giggle. It was more of "I want to screw your brains out of I'll giggle cutely at you joke" giggle. I became upset and told her I was leaving. So I left and went to Shannon's.
You know, Shannon laid it into me about her. How she didn't know I cared. How I should tell her. How she cares for me too. How I need to stop acting like a dumbass and grab this girl before she's gone.
I think he's right.
Will write soon,
Amy Dumas
I sat down the notebook Shannon had given me to read. He never told me that it was Amy's diary. Maybe because, he knew that I wouldn't have read it if I knew it was hers.
"Why?" I asked shakily to him.
He got out of the couch and climbed down on his livingroom floor with me, putting his arm around my shoulders.
"I want you to see how much she cares for you, Alexis. I know she isn't going to do anything about it and I want you two happy." He murmured to me.
"I care about her too, in the way she says. But, I've never been in a same sex relationship, Shannon. I don't know what to do you say to her."
"Alexis, it's best to be yourself in those types of relationships. Okay? Look, I'm not telling you that you have to be with Amy, but it would make you two so happy if you were together."
Sighing, I thanked him for this, knowing that it seemed for the best and hoping that it was. I drove home in a rush, knowing that Amy would stop by my place before going on home.
I cleaned my house, top to bottom, and pick out some slow love songs that spoke out to me. Candles had been placed everywhere, some scented ones and some colorful ones. Then I ran to my bedroom and throw the silken sheets, I had bought, on the queen size bed.
"Done." I said as I walked into my bathrom for a quick shower.
As I washed my long black hair, I had a very naughty thought. How was I going to get Amy to take a shower with me?
I knew Amy was not a kinky person. Her fun was found in the bed, usually her on the bottom, but I was very kinky and liked to do it anywhere.
"I'm going to have to break her of that." I muttered before getting out of the shower.
I pulled on a pair of purple and pink tye-dyed thong and bra set that had peace signs in very personaly places. Once those were on, I pulled my simple black dress on. I was sleeveless with a very low neck, showing part of my bra and alot of my breasts. It showed how cuvy my body was and how long my legs were by only coming mid thigh.
Checking myself in the mirror one more time, I walked back into the livingroom. The butterflies were already starting to form in the pit of my tummy as I double and triple checked everything before she came.
The doorbell rang at about 8:32 pm, right around the time she comes by on her way home from her shows. I took a deep breath when I put my hand on the knob. Turning it, I gasped at how beautiful she seemed.
