10. Backstory

Waverly groggily opened her eyes as she noticed the sunlight beaming through the room, illuminating Nicole’s vibrant hair. She smiled at the beautiful woman next to her and gently kissed her cheek. She quickly realized that they hadn’t moved all night and were still in the same position they had fallen asleep in – Nicole’s right arm wrapped protectively around Waverly and Waverly’s head on Nicole’s chest, hugging her torso.

Waverly looked down and noticed that the covers had been pushed partially off of Nicole’s lower half, exposing her center. Thinking back to last night, she greedily reached down and gently began playing with Nicole’s short, red curls. She looked up at the officer to see if she had woken up to the touch, but she was still asleep. Waverly decided to push a bit further and lightly dipped her finger barely between Nicole’s folds, all while watching her face for any reaction. Still none. She moved her finger up and down as she felt arousal begin to coat the redhead’s heat, but Nicole was still fast asleep, breathing deeply and slowly. The brunette then slowly dragged her finger up until she felt Nicole’s clit, and began touching it with soft, gentle strokes. She could feel it begin to swell, and knew that Nicole’s body was reacting to her touch – whether Nicole was awake for it or not.

“Mmm, Waves,” Nicole mumbled almost inaudibly. If Waverly hadn’t been observing her face this whole time, she probably wouldn’t have ever heard her. At first she thought that Nicole had finally woken up, but the lack of movement from the woman’s body told her otherwise. Waverly smiled at the fact that Nicole had just said her name, which meant that she was dreaming of Waverly. And at this point, with the brunette touching her sex, it was most likely a sex dream – whether it had started out that way or not.

Waverly began to pick up her pace, circling the officer’s now enlarged clit at a decent pace, hoping that she could bring the woman to orgasm before waking her up.

“Waverly,” Nicole mumbled once again as her breathing began to pick up. The parts of her body that were covered began to form beads of sweat, and her face began to flush.

The smaller woman grinned as she felt the woman’s center begin to slightly contract every so often, signaling that she was very sensitive, and very close to the edge. Waverly switched from using her finger muscles to using her wrist muscles as she rapidly rubbed her hand on the officer’s clit. She noticed Nicole’s muscles tense up as small gasps escaped her mouth. Waverly knew what the signs meant – Nicole had reached her climax.

“Waverly! Fuck!” Nicole moaned as her eyes shot open when her orgasm hit her. She writhed around, riding out the contractions of her release as she grabbed the pillow beneath her. When she was finished, she slowly closed her eyes, trying to regain her energy as her breathing slowly began to return back to normal. Waverly kissed the woman’s chest and rested her head back down, returning to her previous position from when she woke up as she wiped her fingers on the sheet next to Nicole.

“Good morning,” Waverly lilted.

“Don’t…good morning…me…missy,” Nicole said between pants. “I can’t believe you just did that to me while I was asleep!”

“Mhm,” Waverly replied nonchalantly as she traced hearts in Nicole’s skin. Then she quickly realized that she had just brought Nicole to orgasm while the woman was asleep, unable to stop her if she didn’t want her to. “Oh my god, Nicole. I’m so sorry! I wasn’t thinking and I was being selfish and I just wanted to see you come again after last night. I’m so sorry if I…”

Nicole chuckled, “It’s okay. I liked it. You can wake me up like that any time,” she smiled at the brunette, who visibly relaxed at the redhead’s reply.

“But do it again, and I’ll have to arrest you,” Nicole said in her police officer voice, her eyes betraying any seriousness.

“And if I like being arrested? Then what are you going to do about it officer?” Waverly replied innocently, deciding to play along.

Nicole smirked. This whole officer roleplaying thing was kind of hot. She decided to explore it further. She quickly flipped them over to where she was on top of Waverly, who was surprised by the unexpected movement. Nicole slowly and forcefully grounded her center into Waverly’s, causing the brunette to whimper.

“Then I’m going to do to you what you did to me, and make your body quake with pleasure,” she replied huskily, as if that were an actual punishment.

Waverly’s body shivered with anticipation as Nicole slowly snaked her hand down between their bodies and immediately brought it to the brunette’s clit, not wasting any time. A gasp of pleasure escaped Waverly’s lips as she grabbed onto Nicole for support. The officer moved her hand as quickly as she could across the bud, and Waverly was immediately hit with fire as her orgasm washed over her.

When the brunette came down from her high, she covered her face with her hands, embarrassed that she came literally 18 seconds after Nicole had started touching her.

Nicole sat up on top of Waverly and smiled warmly at the woman as she reached down and gently removed her hands from her face.

“Baby, don’t be embarrassed,” Nicole cooed. “That was fucking hot.”

“I don’t even know how that happened so fast. There was zero warning. I didn’t even get to enjoy it for that long,” the brunette pouted.

“That was your punishment,” Nicole smirked.

Waverly giggled and pulled the redhead down into a quick kiss.

“Are you hungry?” Nicole asked.

“Starving.”

“Me too. Do you like pancakes?”

“Um, I’m human, aren’t I?”

“Pancakes it is then. You wait here and relax. I’ll let you know when they’re ready.” She kissed the petite woman’s nose before putting on a t-shirt and shorts and walking down the stairs.

When Nicole got to the bottom of the stairs, she noticed Calamity Jane cuddled up in her cat bed.

“I know you helped get me laid, but what you did still wasn’t okay. Don’t ever do it again.” She wagged a stern finger at the cat and received a soft meow in response.

The redhead pulled a box of pancake mix from the cupboard before mixing it with water and pouring the mixture onto the hot skillet in softball-sized circles. After about 20 minutes, she went back upstairs to tell Waverly that the pancakes were ready, but instead of finding her relaxing in the bed under the covers like she had thought she would be, she found her posed naked and completely exposed on the bed with her head rested on her right hand, laying on her side with her perfect legs crossed. Her long bangs had been pinned back and dolled up with hairspray, and she had put on a little bit of makeup.

“Is that my makeup?” Nicole asked once she was able to move.

“I may have borrowed it. Is that okay?” The brunette batted her eyelashes.

Nicole shook her head as she walked towards the woman. “Waves, why are you doing this to me.”

“You know why,” Waverly smirked.

“I do.”

Nicole swiftly crawled on top of Waverly and slammed her lips to the brunette’s, nearly knocking all the wind from her lungs. Waverly grabbed onto the redhead’s torso, clenching with desire in an attempt to drown herself in the officer’s usual smell of vanilla dipped donuts – they were, after all, her favorite.

The redhead sat up to take off her t-shirt and shorts as Waverly assisted her before dropping back down and reconnecting their lips. Once they were both worked up enough, Nicole sat up again, dragging her nails down the smaller woman’s sides as she did so, before adjusting herself so that her right leg was over Waverly’s left, and her left leg was under Waverly’s right. She held the brunette’s right leg up in the air with her left hand as she braced herself on the bed with her right hand behind her and pushed herself forward, connecting their wet centers together. She began thrusting, causing a sensation that Waverly never thought was possible. They were rubbing their centers together, and it was sexy as fuck.

“Shit,” Nicole hissed as she could actually feel Waverly’s clit rubbing against hers. Waverly didn’t say anything. Instead, she revealed her pleasure with moans and gasps, putting all her focus into what she was feeling.

After a few minutes, Nicole could feel herself getting close. She held off though, wanting to come with Waverly.

“Are you close baby?” The officer panted out as she continued her labored thrusts.

“Uh huh,” Waverly said with closed eyes and rapid breathing.

“Let me know baby. I want to come with you.”

“I’m almost there,” Waverly panted.

Nicole didn’t know how much longer she could hold off. Her bud was extremely sensitive at this point, and everything was almost overwhelming. But thankfully, it was only a few seconds later when Waverly choked out, “I’m coming!”

The officer rocked her hips faster and let go of her own release as they climaxed together. Their arousals dripped out onto each other’s centers and mixed together. Nicole’s orgasm had finished a little bit sooner than Waverly’s, but she kept up her thrusts until Waverly had released all of her muscles and laid still on the bed, attempting to catch her breath. The redhead gently lowered the brunette’s leg down onto the bed and slid herself out from the tangle of limbs, ending up sitting across from the smaller woman with her legs dangling over either side of the mattress and propping herself up with her hands behind her. As she did so, she noticed that Waverly’s inner thighs were completely coated with arousal.

“Is that yours, or mine?” Nicole asked in an amused tone as she pointed to the pool of wetness.

Waverly looked down and smiled. “Who knows.” She reached out to Nicole’s center and unexpectedly slid her finger up her soaking slit, causing Nicole’s eyes to roll to the back of her head as a guttural groan escaped the back of her throat. Waverly sucked her finger while seductively staring into Nicole’s wide eyes. Then, she did the same to herself, moaning in pleasure. Nicole’s jaw dropped as she watched the brunette finger herself for a mere second. She tasted herself, and then brought her finger down to her thighs, gathering up the arousal, and bringing it up to her lips before sucking one last time.

“Mmm,” Waverly hummed. “Definitely mine,” she smirked.

“Waves,” Nicole whined.

“What’s wrong baby?”

“I’m so hungry. We just had a lot of sex and I need energy.” She pouted.

“Then let’s go eat.”

“But you’re being all sexy again!”

Waverly noted Nicole’s reaction when she was touching herself. She made sure to return to this thought later when they were having sex again – Waverly had already decided that this was going to be a weekend of amazing sex with the police officer.

“I promise I won’t be sexy anymore. Now, let’s go eat some pancakes.” She sniffed through her nose as an alarming smell hit her. “Speaking of which, is something burning?”

Nicole’s eyes widened as she jumped off the bed. “The pancakes!” She ran downstairs and immediately turned off the burner and peeled off the last two pancakes, which were now black and smoking.

“Those two are yours,” Waverly pointed and laughed when she walked into the kitchen, wearing one of Nicole’s t-shirts and a clean pair of her boyshorts.

“Nah, Calamity Jane can have those. They’re her punishment for knocking red wine all over you.”

“I thought we decided that we were going to thank her, not punish her.”

“You decided. She was still a bad kitty,” Nicole replied as she placed an equal number of pancakes onto two plates and brought them over to the table along with two mugs of coffee before sitting down across from Waverly.

“Mmm, these are so good!” Waverly raved after taking her first bite.

“Thank you. It took me a while to perfect the ratio of pancake mix to water, but I finally got it,” the officer teased.

“Hey, you’d be surprised by how many people can’t even make pancakes from a box. Wynonna being one of them.”

“She doesn’t strike me as being a good cook.”

“Oh, believe me, she’s the worst,” Waverly laughed.

“Good thing you didn’t have to grow up eating her cooking, right?” Nicole joked before realizing what she had just said, and the impact it had on Waverly. “Waverly, I’m so sorry,” she quickly apologized. “I wasn’t thinking. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“It’s fine,” Waverly replied as she continued to eat her pancakes, looking down at her plate and avoiding eye contact with the redhead.

After a few minutes of silence from Waverly being annoyed at Nicole, and Nicole being annoyed at herself, she sighed. She knew she wasn’t being fair. It’s not like Nicole knew anything about her past, so how could she have known that little jokes like that would be such a big deal? She knew that she had to tell the woman the truth.

“Um, it happened when I was 12,” Waverly started, still not looking at Nicole.

The officer set her fork down on her plate to give the brunette her undivided attention.

“My dad and my oldest sister Willa, who was 19 at the time, were driving home from Wynonna’s high school graduation. Wynonna had left with some friends, and I left with my aunt and uncle because Willa and I had been fighting and my dad didn’t want to hear us arguing the whole way home. About five minutes after they left the ceremony, a semi-truck blew a red light and they drove right into the side of it, killing them instantly. Immediately after their funeral, Wynonna packed a bag and took off, without even telling us. I think she felt like it was her fault since it was her graduation they were driving home from. Like somehow if it weren’t for her, none of it would have happened. But I went to live with my Aunt Gus and Uncle Curtis. Wynonna went to live in Greece, and only came back one time – to pay her respects at my Uncle Curtis’s funeral last year. He died of a heart attack. I managed to convince her to stay, and we ended up moving back into our old house together.”

Nicole stared at her, tears falling down her face. She couldn’t believe the amount of tragedy that this girl had gone through at such a young age. “Waves. I’m so sorry. I can’t even imagine having to go through that at only 12 years old.”

“Yeah, well, I did. It’s so dumb. First my mom left us when I was a baby without any explanation, and then my dad and sister die, and then my favorite uncle in the whole world dies. It’s like my family is cursed or something.”

Nicole gave a sympathetic smile as she reached out for Waverly’s hand.

“And the worst part is that I should’ve been in the car with them. If Willa and I hadn’t been fighting, I would’ve been in that car with her and Daddy. I don’t get why they had to be the unlucky ones, and I got to live.”

“Maybe you were meant for bigger things,” she cooed as she rubbed her thumb across the back of Waverly’s hand.

“And Daddy and Willa weren’t?”

“No, I just meant that-”

“Whatever, it doesn’t matter,” she quickly replied, knowing that Nicole was just trying to help. “It happened, and there’s nothing I can do to change the past.” She wiped her face with her hands. “Can you please tell me something screwed up about you to make me feel better about my messed-up family?” She joked.

Nicole swallowed as she debated whether or not to tell Waverly her own secret that she had kept to herself for so long. She had never talked about it before with anyone, but figured since Waverly was brave enough to trust her with her past, Nicole should be too.

“I also had a sister who passed away,” Nicole finally said.

Waverly looked over at Nicole, her eyes wide at the unexpected confession. “Oh, Nicole,” she replied sympathetically. “I had no idea.”

“She died before I was born, so it’s not like anything you went through. But my parents had me immediately after she died at 10 years old, so I was the replacement child.”

“I’m sure that’s not true.”

“It is. They tried to get me into the same hobbies as her, they bought me clothes that were similar to the ones she wore, and they even accidentally called me by her name sometimes, Natalie. But None of that was me. I didn’t like horseback riding like she did, and I didn’t like to wear sundresses like she did, and my name was definitely not Natalie. But when I came out as a lesbian, that’s when they really began to resent me. They told me that I was never going to be good enough if I chose to live that sort of lifestyle. But the truth was, I was never going to be good enough for them anyways, because I was never going to be like her. I was never going to be her.”

Waverly waited for her to continue.

“So, after high school I moved as far away as possible from them and trained to become a police officer. I wanted to do something good for the world, as a way to prove to myself that I wasn’t disposable. Haven’t seen or heard from them since. It’s sadder for them, really. They ended up losing two daughters.”

“Why did you decide to come to Purgatory?”

“I wasn’t happy with where I was at in the city. I was constantly put on paperwork and was treated like a rookie, even after six years of service. I wanted to go somewhere that would give me a chance to put my skills to use. So I figured, small town like this probably could use some more hands.”

“I’m glad you decided to come here,” Waverly smiled.

“Me too,” Nicole wrapped both of her hands around Waverly’s.

“You know, my dad was the sheriff before he passed.”

“Really?” Nicole was surprised.

“Yeah, Nedley was like his right-hand man, which is why he got promoted from deputy to sheriff when Daddy died.”

“Nedley can be tough sometimes, but he’s a pretty good boss. Doesn’t bug me too much and lets me go out into the field.”

“Yeah, for now,” Waverly remarked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, since he worked so closely with Daddy he became like a father figure to us, so when he eventually finds out about our relationship, he’s going to be watching you like a hawk,” Waverly giggled.

Nicole’s eyes widened. The last thing she wanted was her boss to chase her down around the precinct with a glock and shouting accusations of ‘defiling’ little Waverly. “I can’t wait,” Nicole replied as she gulped.

Waverly laughed at how quickly badass officer Haught had suddenly become afraid. “But don’t worry, we’ve got plenty of time until then. I want you all to myself for a while.”

Nicole smiled at the thought.

“Nicole?”

The officer hummed in response as she sipped her coffee.

“Are we girlfriends?”

She paused before gently setting the mug down on the table. “Do you want to be?”

“Do you?”

Nicole smiled, knowing Waverly’s answer. “I would like that a lot, actually.”

The brunette grinned. “Me too.”