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Fic: Anything for love … ANYTHING! (6/?)
Title: Anything for love … ANYTHING! (6/?)
Author: Janine
Pairing: Lucy/Amy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, never have, never will.
P.S. Sorry for the delay between updates. Real life has been crazy, and with the new job starting is getting crazier by the day, but I swear on the power of Grayskull that I have not forgetten about this fic!
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Parts 1-3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Barcelona – de la Pica Morales Smith Residence (later that morning)
Amy moved into the kitchen as the others settled themselves at the table, sneaking up behind Lucy and wrapping her arms around her waist before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “The quadrupling of groceries for this week is suddenly making sense,” she whispered into Lucy’s ear not needing to look at her to know she was smiling. “I thought you were going into training for a marathon or something.”
“Oh, I am. I figured we could send them off to forage for berries in the hills at meal times,” Lucy replied smirking as she turned around in Amy’s arms, leaning forward to kiss her on the lips.
Amy leaned into the kiss, melting into Lucy’s arms as the brunette pulled her into her body holding her more tightly. Moaning softly, Amy opened her mouth to Lucy allowing the wannabe pirate to plunder her mouth as her own hands slipped underneath Lucy’s tank top, sliding up, one hand moving to cup one of Lucy’s breasts as the other rubbed up and down her bare back. As always, Lucy’s lips, her skin, her scent were intoxicating to Amy, leaving her wanting more, so much more.
“Oh god,” Amy groaned pulling away from Lucy’s lips reluctantly. Lucy simply leaned forward capturing her again. “There are,” Amy began between kisses, “people,” she went on breathlessly, “out there,” she finished stepping back just as Lucy was about to lean back in.
Lucy sighed and pouted slightly. “Whose bright idea was that?” she asked smiling ruefully.
“My sweet, smart, beautiful, very sexy girlfriends,” Amy responded momentarily forgetting that she wasn’t supposed to be touching Lucy as she reached out for her placing her hands on Lucy’s hips.
“She sounds great. You should hold onto her,” Lucy replied playfully, leaning forward to quickly kiss Amy.
“Eh, she’s alright,” Amy teased as Lucy reached to load a pitcher of orange juice on to one of the tray’s she had prepared. Taking a good look around the kitchen for the first time since entering Amy raised an impressed eyebrow at the array of food prepared. “You did this all by yourself?” she asked clearly impressed.
“Actually, I had some help,” Lucy related sounding very pleased with herself as she grinned at Amy. “Guess who?”
“Scud?” Amy replied automatically though a second later she realized it couldn’t have been Scud because when she was on her way down Janet had been banging on the door to his room trying to get him to wake up.
“No. Big Guns,” Lucy exclaimed quickly before Amy could guess again and possibly steal her thunder.
“Max? Helped you? You and Max? Alone? Cooking?” Amy asked her voice almost cracking as she stared at Lucy with a shocked and awed expression on her face.
“Yep,” Lucy confirmed smiling rather pleased that she’d managed to surprise Amy by making friends with Max (especially since her last surprise didn’t exactly go as planned). “We bonded.”
“Max Brewer?” Amy asked still not quite able to compute what Lucy was saying.
“What am I speaking Spanglish?” Lucy asked scowling a bit. “I can make friends.”
“I know you can,” Amy said realizing that she had insulted Lucy. “You’re very charming,” she continued conciliatorily moving towards Lucy. “I like you a whole lot,” she finished leaning forward to brush her lips against Lucy’s.
“Mmmm,” Lucy groaned giving herself a full body shake as she stepped away from Amy. She wanted to ask her girlfriend just how much she liked her and then spend the rest of the morning getting a demonstration, but they had guests and she totally didn’t want to get walked in on again. “Guests, food,” Lucy said picking up one of the trays on the counter. “Me, you. Later.”
Amy smirked as she picked up the other tray and followed Lucy out into the dining room.
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“I used to be scary, right?” Lucy asked Amy a little peevishly as Max and Janet exchanged looks before laughing and pointing at her.
“Terrifying,” Amy confirmed trying not to smile herself as she looked down at the neatly typed piece of paper in front of her. “In fact, if we’d known about your crazy chart making skills I don’t think any government agency would’ve gone near you,” Amy continued losing her inner-battle and letting out a small laugh.
“Did you use Microsoft excel?” Janet asked smirking feeling confident tucked in between Max and Amy. “Because this looks really professional,” she continued setting Max off again.
“Okay,” Amy said holding up her hands seeing Lucy frown deeply. “That’s almost enough,” she went on smirking her smile fading a little when Lucy slumped back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest pouting. Amy looked back at the pieces of paper in front of her and suddenly felt really bad. Lucy had obviously gone to a lot of trouble making up the itinerary for them and she shouldn’t have gone along with Max and Janet’s bad influence.
Amy leaned over and kissed Lucy on the cheek, trying not to smile as the brunette militantly turned her head to the side and refused to look at her. “I’m sorry baby,” Amy started. “This looks like a very nice plan for the next three days. Big Gu … Max and Janet think so too, don’t you?” Amy asked looking over at other two sternly.
Janet had the good grace to look slightly ashamed and nodded her head as she said, “yeah, it looks great. I can’t wait to get started,” out loud. Max however looked like she was still having trouble controlling the urge to break out laughing, and merely grunted something that sounded vaguely like an affirmative.
“I used to run a criminal empire!” Lucy declared still slumped over in her chair.
“I know you did, honey,” Amy responded reaching over to squeeze Lucy’s hand.
“I owned Fiji for three months!” Lucy muttered her eyes darting around the table to make sure that everyone had heard her and was looking suitably impressed.
“It’s a nice island. Scenic,” Amy offered up glad to see that Lucy was letting her hold her hand.
“I drive a Dodge Stratus,” Lucy grumbled straightening up in her chair finally loosening her arms so that they were no longer crossed at her chest. “Gypsies fear and worship me. They call me The Dark Diamond.”
“That ees true,” Dominique piped up reaching for her glass of wine. “I do not know about thees Dodge Stratus theeng, but the Gypsy theeng is for real. They are scared of her.”
Lucy smiled smugly at the rest of them at that and then ate a piece of bacon. “I worked hard on this,” she added a moment later around crispy goodness as she pointed to one of the itinerary’s with what was left of her bacon.
“Actually,” Janet said looking around nervously as Lucy narrowed her eyes at her. “I’m not sure that you did,” she continued glancing over at Scud who was shaking his head and making a ‘cutting’ motion with his hand. “This looks a lot like something I found on the Tourisme de Barcelona site on the Internet.”
“Internet?” Lucy asked suddenly fascinated by her pancakes. “Internet? Never heard of it,” she continued quickly. “Look, the important thing is that nobody got crushed by a giant garbage scow,” she went on looking at Janet pointedly. “So what do you say we all hurry up with breakfast, cause we’ve got a full day ahead of us. I know, because I planned it. Without the help of any intranet contraption.”
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TBC...
Author: Janine
Pairing: Lucy/Amy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, never have, never will.
P.S. Sorry for the delay between updates. Real life has been crazy, and with the new job starting is getting crazier by the day, but I swear on the power of Grayskull that I have not forgetten about this fic!
Parts 1-3
Part 4
Part 5
Barcelona – de la Pica Morales Smith Residence (later that morning)
Amy moved into the kitchen as the others settled themselves at the table, sneaking up behind Lucy and wrapping her arms around her waist before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “The quadrupling of groceries for this week is suddenly making sense,” she whispered into Lucy’s ear not needing to look at her to know she was smiling. “I thought you were going into training for a marathon or something.”
“Oh, I am. I figured we could send them off to forage for berries in the hills at meal times,” Lucy replied smirking as she turned around in Amy’s arms, leaning forward to kiss her on the lips.
Amy leaned into the kiss, melting into Lucy’s arms as the brunette pulled her into her body holding her more tightly. Moaning softly, Amy opened her mouth to Lucy allowing the wannabe pirate to plunder her mouth as her own hands slipped underneath Lucy’s tank top, sliding up, one hand moving to cup one of Lucy’s breasts as the other rubbed up and down her bare back. As always, Lucy’s lips, her skin, her scent were intoxicating to Amy, leaving her wanting more, so much more.
“Oh god,” Amy groaned pulling away from Lucy’s lips reluctantly. Lucy simply leaned forward capturing her again. “There are,” Amy began between kisses, “people,” she went on breathlessly, “out there,” she finished stepping back just as Lucy was about to lean back in.
Lucy sighed and pouted slightly. “Whose bright idea was that?” she asked smiling ruefully.
“My sweet, smart, beautiful, very sexy girlfriends,” Amy responded momentarily forgetting that she wasn’t supposed to be touching Lucy as she reached out for her placing her hands on Lucy’s hips.
“She sounds great. You should hold onto her,” Lucy replied playfully, leaning forward to quickly kiss Amy.
“Eh, she’s alright,” Amy teased as Lucy reached to load a pitcher of orange juice on to one of the tray’s she had prepared. Taking a good look around the kitchen for the first time since entering Amy raised an impressed eyebrow at the array of food prepared. “You did this all by yourself?” she asked clearly impressed.
“Actually, I had some help,” Lucy related sounding very pleased with herself as she grinned at Amy. “Guess who?”
“Scud?” Amy replied automatically though a second later she realized it couldn’t have been Scud because when she was on her way down Janet had been banging on the door to his room trying to get him to wake up.
“No. Big Guns,” Lucy exclaimed quickly before Amy could guess again and possibly steal her thunder.
“Max? Helped you? You and Max? Alone? Cooking?” Amy asked her voice almost cracking as she stared at Lucy with a shocked and awed expression on her face.
“Yep,” Lucy confirmed smiling rather pleased that she’d managed to surprise Amy by making friends with Max (especially since her last surprise didn’t exactly go as planned). “We bonded.”
“Max Brewer?” Amy asked still not quite able to compute what Lucy was saying.
“What am I speaking Spanglish?” Lucy asked scowling a bit. “I can make friends.”
“I know you can,” Amy said realizing that she had insulted Lucy. “You’re very charming,” she continued conciliatorily moving towards Lucy. “I like you a whole lot,” she finished leaning forward to brush her lips against Lucy’s.
“Mmmm,” Lucy groaned giving herself a full body shake as she stepped away from Amy. She wanted to ask her girlfriend just how much she liked her and then spend the rest of the morning getting a demonstration, but they had guests and she totally didn’t want to get walked in on again. “Guests, food,” Lucy said picking up one of the trays on the counter. “Me, you. Later.”
Amy smirked as she picked up the other tray and followed Lucy out into the dining room.
“I used to be scary, right?” Lucy asked Amy a little peevishly as Max and Janet exchanged looks before laughing and pointing at her.
“Terrifying,” Amy confirmed trying not to smile herself as she looked down at the neatly typed piece of paper in front of her. “In fact, if we’d known about your crazy chart making skills I don’t think any government agency would’ve gone near you,” Amy continued losing her inner-battle and letting out a small laugh.
“Did you use Microsoft excel?” Janet asked smirking feeling confident tucked in between Max and Amy. “Because this looks really professional,” she continued setting Max off again.
“Okay,” Amy said holding up her hands seeing Lucy frown deeply. “That’s almost enough,” she went on smirking her smile fading a little when Lucy slumped back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest pouting. Amy looked back at the pieces of paper in front of her and suddenly felt really bad. Lucy had obviously gone to a lot of trouble making up the itinerary for them and she shouldn’t have gone along with Max and Janet’s bad influence.
Amy leaned over and kissed Lucy on the cheek, trying not to smile as the brunette militantly turned her head to the side and refused to look at her. “I’m sorry baby,” Amy started. “This looks like a very nice plan for the next three days. Big Gu … Max and Janet think so too, don’t you?” Amy asked looking over at other two sternly.
Janet had the good grace to look slightly ashamed and nodded her head as she said, “yeah, it looks great. I can’t wait to get started,” out loud. Max however looked like she was still having trouble controlling the urge to break out laughing, and merely grunted something that sounded vaguely like an affirmative.
“I used to run a criminal empire!” Lucy declared still slumped over in her chair.
“I know you did, honey,” Amy responded reaching over to squeeze Lucy’s hand.
“I owned Fiji for three months!” Lucy muttered her eyes darting around the table to make sure that everyone had heard her and was looking suitably impressed.
“It’s a nice island. Scenic,” Amy offered up glad to see that Lucy was letting her hold her hand.
“I drive a Dodge Stratus,” Lucy grumbled straightening up in her chair finally loosening her arms so that they were no longer crossed at her chest. “Gypsies fear and worship me. They call me The Dark Diamond.”
“That ees true,” Dominique piped up reaching for her glass of wine. “I do not know about thees Dodge Stratus theeng, but the Gypsy theeng is for real. They are scared of her.”
Lucy smiled smugly at the rest of them at that and then ate a piece of bacon. “I worked hard on this,” she added a moment later around crispy goodness as she pointed to one of the itinerary’s with what was left of her bacon.
“Actually,” Janet said looking around nervously as Lucy narrowed her eyes at her. “I’m not sure that you did,” she continued glancing over at Scud who was shaking his head and making a ‘cutting’ motion with his hand. “This looks a lot like something I found on the Tourisme de Barcelona site on the Internet.”
“Internet?” Lucy asked suddenly fascinated by her pancakes. “Internet? Never heard of it,” she continued quickly. “Look, the important thing is that nobody got crushed by a giant garbage scow,” she went on looking at Janet pointedly. “So what do you say we all hurry up with breakfast, cause we’ve got a full day ahead of us. I know, because I planned it. Without the help of any intranet contraption.”
TBC...