Forever Victorious.

"Jade! Jade! I wanna play the hammer game!" Jade quirks a confused and amused eyebrow. 

"Cat. That game tests your strength and I’m pretty sure you don’t have any." The red head ignores her and hands over some dollars to an equally confused attendant, barely able to lift up the giant hammer. She drags it over to the game, managing to lift it up an inch before bringing it down as hard as she could, the little weight popping to 'Weaker Than a Fly' Jade has to stifle the snigger into her sleeve, taking Cat’s hand to lead her away. “Strength games aren’t for you, baby girl. What about an easy-“ 

"-haunted roller coaster ride!" Cat squeals and Jade finds herself tugged yet again. She blinks in even more confusion. The tugging she was expecting, but she figured it would be towards the cotton candy machines or the carousel, not test your strength and the ghost train. She steps into the cart, giving Cat another meaningful look. 

"Cat. I’d just like to remind you that you hate horror rides…or anything horror actually." Cat just bounces around in the seat, the bar coming down to secure them both in and Jade goes to wrap her arms around the red head but Cat refuses. 

"No! No I can handle this. I will prove to you that I can handle horror and scary things and that I can be perfect for you and impress you!" Jade opens her mouth to reply but the car starts moving, pushing them through a dark hallway where skeletons line the walls. 

Welcome to the Dead End. Prepare to scream! A loud voice booms over the loudspeaker and Cat squeals, launching herself into Jade’s arms so hard that their cart rocks on the tracks. 

"Baby…baby. Hey it’s okay. You’re okay." Jade wraps her arms around Cat’s shaking little body, pressing reassuring kisses to her forehead. "You know…you are perfect to me. You didn’t have to impress me or do anything to make me want you. I already do." 

"Y-You do…? But- but I don’t like any of the things that you like and I’m not strong or anything special…" Jade keeps her face pressed close to Cat’s, not even paying any attention to the stupid ride, wanting to protect her sweet girl. 

"Listen to me. You are special. You might not be strong or like horror but I don’t care. Baby, you’re incredible and I love you for who you are. Besides, I’m the horror junkie in this relationship. We can’t have two now, can we?" Jade grins and starts to tickle Cat’s sides, not stopping until she was squealing and laughing with the reassurance that Jade loved her. The car emerges back into the fairground and the attendant gives them both a sour look. 

"She’s not supposed to be laughing after the ghost train ride!" Cat can’t stop giggling and Jade just shrugs her shoulders, stepping out of the cart to follow her baby girl. 

"Caaaaat Valentine!" Sam snarls and dumps the tray on the floor, the loud clatter echoing around the kitchen. There’s a tiny whimper from their bedroom and she rolls her eyes, stalking over to wrench the covers from the mattress where Cat had been hiding, the incriminating cookie crumbs all over her face and pink sweater. 

"Oh! Hi! Hey Sam! How was shopping? I didn’t eat your cookies!" Cat yelps and attempts to scramble off of the bed but Sam shoves her back down, her eyebrow raised. "I swear I didn’t eat them! It was - it was Dice! Yeah he came in and raided the fridge and then ate all your special cream filled cookies!" 

"Oh yeah? And how do you know they were cream filled, Kitty?” Sam struggles to keep her voice in check, watching as Cat’s big brown eyes clouded over with realization. 

"Well I- I don’t like this question!" Cat hastily brushes off the crumbs from her pink unicorn sweater, eyeing Sam nervously. 

"You know what this means, Cat. It’s 15. Ten for eating my special cookies and five for lying." Sam states simply, grabbing the petite red head, hauling her over her lap. She grabs her skirt and lifts it up to reveal the purple panties underneath, stripping those down to Cat’s ankles to leave her ass bare.

"1…2…3…." Sam starts counting, bringing her hand down. 

"Oh! You remembered 3!" 

"Quiet Kitty. 4, 5, 6." Cat whimpers and starts squirming underneath Sam’s arm but the blonde holds her tight so she can’t escape. "…14 and 15." Sam finishes and lets her girl up, pulling her girl close to comfort her, kissing Cat’s pout. 

After a few moments when Cat’s calmed down, Sam strokes her girl’s cheek, tugging her closer with one arm wrapped around Cat’s small waist and she gives the red head a meaningful look. 

Tori wanders by the little traveler’s tents, a little nervous to be out so late but enjoying the cool night air. She stops in front of an impressive looking tent, an attractive woman lounging in the doorway, the nameplate reading 'The Mystic Majesty.'  She’s about to walk past when the woman moves, darting out so quickly that it takes Tori by surprise. 

"My dear…you have such a strong aura that I was drawn to it. It’s a beautiful color, reds and golds with… a hint of purple. The purple however, spells something to me." Jade presses her fingers to her temples. "Oh…ah yes. My child. You have been touched by a curse!" 

"A-a what? I’m cursed?" Tori’s eyes widen and she starts panicking. "What am I cursed with? Does purple mean cursed?" Jade shushes her, taking her wrist to draw her inside the tent and Tori doesn’t protest. 

"It might be too late - I need to read more into your mind, my dear. This, I can do for free. Sit, sit." Tori nods and obeys, chewing her bottom lip while the mystic studied her. "No. No it is not too late." 

"Not too late for what?" Tori is at the edge of her seat, completely captivated by this woman and Jade almost feels sorry for the girl. She hums and mutters to herself, mixing some colored liquids together, blending a ‘cure’.

"I have my cure prepared but - I am at the end of my stock. I would give this to you for free but I cannot afford it." Jade plays the sympathy card perfectly, Tori quickly fishing around in her purse. But Jade hisses and draws back as if she was burned, shielding herself away. "The money! Your money is cursed! I can see it now!" 

"My money is cursed?!" Tori yelps and throws the small but considerable stack of bills aside and Jade picks it up gingerly. 

"We must act quickly! I will put the money into this bag and pour the curse into it." Jade dumps the bills into the sack, waiting until they fell through the hole at the bottom of the bag. Right into her safe, before dumping the bottles after. Tori moves closer to watch but Jade pushes her back. "Close your eyes. The curse is moving through the tent and cannot be seen!" 

Jade waits until her victim’s eyes are closed, before swapping the now empty bag for a new bag with fake bills inside. She lets out a shuddering breath, falling to her knees for effect. 

"I am - I am weak…I have used all my powers to protect you. Take your money, child. No thanks will be needed." Tori blinks in surprise but takes the fake bag, giving the mystic an appreciative smile.

"I-Thank you…you don’t want me to pay you or anything? Most people around here want mone-" "-Your safety is all the thanks I need, my dear. Now go." 

Tori smiles again, feeling like she met a real genuine friend and scampers away with her money. Jade waits a few minutes before climbing back to her feet, opening the safe to flick through the dollar bills with a smirk. 

"Dude. I made the cupcakes. I get the last one." Jade snaps."You got the last slice of pizza. This one’s mine." Sam argues back and they both start to play a game of tug of war with the plate. Jade grinding her teeth together and Sam refusing to relent with her stubborn attitude. "Okay. You want the cupcake, Jade? Have it." Sam growls and snatches it up, smushing it right in her girlfriend’s face. Jade snarls enraged and throws the tray to the floor, tackling Sam to the ground.

They hit the floor and start wrestling, both girls matching strengths and furniture pieces go flying over the room. What started out as a sweet romantic evening in, soon turned violent and dominating. 

"Ha!" Sam crows in triumph, managing to pin Jade down to the floor, her knees either side as she straddled the squirming West girl. Jade hisses inwardly and rocks sideways, throwing Sam from her position and gaining the upper hand, hands tugging and teeth gnashing. Sam hears a rip and gasps in shock, her favorite ‘LA Baby’ shirt torn up the back and Jade’s smug smirk soon vanishes when Sam knocks her scissors from her hand. 

"Give it up, Jadelyn!" "In your wet dreams, Samantha!" 

Jade slams Sam back against the wall, only for Sam to shove her back, kicking her knees out from underneath her, so Jade hits the ground yet again. Jade reaches out and snatches Sam’s ankle, dragging her back down and knocking over the table lamp with a shattering of glass.

They both stop and sit up at the noise, clothes partially ruined and the living room looking like some wrestlers had blown through and left the debris behind. Jade looks over at Sam, both of them panting hard. 

"Hey…finish this in the bedroom?" Sam offers a hand to help Jade up and Jade takes it, delivering a smack to Sam’s ass. 

“What are you doing?” She asks in a blunt tone, cracking one eye open to find Tori plucking her underwear up off the floor, stepping carefully into the item of clothing.

The half Latina turns around with a frown, reaching for the bra that had somehow ended up hanging off the side of the table.  “Getting dressed.”

“But why?” Jade sits up a little, her eyes now fully open and focused on Tori, her disappointment hard to hide as she continues to put on her clothes.

Tori lets out a long sigh as she hitches up her skinny jeans, her body turned to Jade, but her eyes roamed the room in search of her shirt. “Because.” She answers, tucking the button in place. “That’s what I’m supposed to do, right? We do this,” She gestures between them “and then I leave. That’s how it works.”

Now sitting up fully, the covers held loosely to her chest, Jade fixes Tori with a confused, bordering irritated look. “I thought, what with all the trashy romance novels you read, you’d be the one wanting to cuddle and spoon, Vega. But, no, you do this every time!” Jade throws a hand up in the air, her disappointment turning to anger. “What the chiz gave you the idea you’re meant to just get up and go? What do you think I am, just some fuck toy you can use and then toss aside when you’re done!?”

“That’s not- No!  That’s not what I think!” Tori stammers back, watching Jade’s pale face getting redder and redder, the hurt she was trying to hide burning in her eyes. Tori takes a deep breath and  perches herself on the edge of the bed, taking Jade’s hand in reassurance and comfort. “That’s just how it’s worked with everyone else I’ve been with.” She hangs her head, muttering to the floor. “Ryder, Steven… they didn’t really want anything to do with me after, so I’d just get up and go home while they slept. I figured this would be the sam-“

“Don’t be dense.” Jade interrupts through gritted teeth, squeezing Tori’s hand as she tugs her closer. “And don’t you ever compare me to those using, cheating wazzbags again, okay, Vega? When you’re with me, we fuck, and then we cuddle.” She gives a slightly bewildered Tori another tug, guiding her back down to become the big spoon to Jade’s little spoon.  “And you tell anyone I even said the word ‘cuddle’ and I will be kicking you, not just out of bed.”

 “So you actually want me to stay?” A smile blooms across Tori’s face, and she begins to relax, pressing a small kiss to Jade’s shoulder as she snuggles closer. “We have sex, and cuddle, and fall asleep in each others arms, and-“

”Honestly Trina. I like you and I think you’re talented. I only said those things because I wanted to cover up my true feelings!" Trina had just laughed. Said Jade hadn't meant it. Words, small stupid gifts had been meaningless to her. Jade growls and keeps walking, catching her reflection in a comic book store window. She studies herself, realizing how in disarray she was over the elder Vega and for reasons that even she couldn't explain later, she pushes the door and walks into the nerd kingdom.

"Hey Bernie. Have you got my…Black Widow edition?" Jade freezes halfway through the doorway, hearing Trina’s unmistakable voice and quickly ducks behind a stack of Iron Man to spy at the transaction. She watches her girl pass over some notes, rolling her eyes at how overly obvious she was being. Of course Trina Vega wouldn't be caught dead in a comic store, then again neither would Jade. She leaves the store with a smirk, a wicked idea coming to mind.

…

Jade smooths her fingers over the leather cat suit, zipping it down a little lower. She crouches in Trina’s bedroom to wait, hearing the soft padded footsteps on the stairs. Probably the first time that Trina Vega had decided to be quiet. She watches the brunette pause in the doorway, dropping the bags of designer shopping at the sight.

"J-Jade? What are- what are you doing?" Jade smirks and touches her headset, sauntering towards the stuttering woman.

"Trina Vega. You've been compromised."

“Would you maybe like to - I don’t know? Be my girl- Cat! Would you stop laughing?!”

Cat giggles, rocking playfully on her heels with her purple giraffe cuddled in her arms.

"But I can’t help it! You have a huge crush on Jade! It’s cute!"

Sam scowls and picks at her “What Attitude?” shirt, growling through clenched teeth.

"It is not cute and I don’t have a ‘huge’ crush on Jade." She air quotes the huge, the doorbell chiming to indicate her date was here. "Oh cheese nuts. She’s here. Hold my can, would ya?"

"Huge…huge crush…" Sam just rolls her eyes, ignoring Cat’s laughter and carefully smooths down her shirt again, making sure it didn’t have any food related stains before opening the door.

"Puckett." Jade greets casually, not even waiting for an invitation to walk inside, her body clad in a tight skirt and a leather jacket that hugged her curves. Sam finds her throat dry when she swallows, unable to take her eyes off of this gorgeous woman. From her sleek black hair to those combat boots.

"Jade." “Hey. So are we going to dinner or do you want to just stare at me all night?” “Oh…oh! Yeah. Right.” Sam stumbles over her words, scolding herself for acting like some love-struck preturd and snatches up two motorcycle helmets.

…

"Oh God. That food was amazing." Jade moans softly, removing her motorcycle helmet. She looks over to find Sam leaning back against the front door with her eyes closed, her tongue tracing the outline of her lips and Jade wants to kiss her in that very moment.

"Yeah. Yeah it was."

They both stand in awkward silence, both of them feeling things that neither of them were prepared to say.

"Do you-do you wanna come inside?" “I could…” Jade treads carefully, following Sam in. Both girls immediately look around for Cat, equally pleased when she wasn’t around and Sam leads the pale girl back into the bedroom.

"I had a great time tonight and that’s actually a pretty big deal for me. Usually I hate dinner dates." Jade mutters and sits down, picking awkwardly at the Union Jack flag on Sam’s bed.

"Yeah. I had fun too. You’re really cool and…stuff. Though it’s pretty late. Did you just want to stay over?" Jade raises a teasing eyebrow, enjoying the way Sam squirmed under her gaze.

"Is this some sort of lame way to ask for what we both want?" Sam chews on her lip, both hands stuffed into her pockets. “Would you care if it was?” “Not at all.”

Within minutes, there’s a pile of clothes on the floor, Sam and Jade both wrapped around each other, a hot sweating tangle of limbs and dominance. Moans echo around the bedroom, skin on skin contact and hard, rough kisses collide - fueling the fire that drove them to each other.

"Tell me you want me, Sam." Jade commands, skimming her fingers over the blonde’s soaking slit, relishing the way Sam bucked for more.

"I want- I want you Jade. I want you so fucking much. These past few weeks- I love you.” They both suddenly freeze in place, Sam’s words hanging in the air between them and Sam moves to duck her head, finding her chin caught underneath Jade’s finger. “I mean- you probably don’t-

"I love you too." Jade finishes the sentence for Sam, pulling her girl close for another kiss, the love clear behind their lips. They knew that neither was willing to give anything away, except when it came to each other and Sam and Jade both knew that they meant it.

"Is this what I think it is…?" She questions out loud. Well being Jade West she doesn’t hesitate to open it, skimming through all the mundane pages about school and rants about Trina. She considers putting the book back, until something catches her eye.

'How Jade West Would Dump Me.' 1) Announce it publicly. 2) Dump more coffee on me. 3) Laugh cruelly and walk away. 4) Break my heart gently. 5) Tell me it’s not me it’s her. 6) Tell me I’m too boring. 7) Or that I’m not good enough. 8) Pretend I don’t exist.

Jade had read enough and she shuts the book in disgust, feeling sick to her stomach at how Tori had mapped out ways that Jade could leave her. She’s tempted to tear out the page and rip it to shreds but then Tori would know that she had looked into her diary, so she waits, hearing the lock on the front door and Andre and Tori’s voice drift up the stairs. 

"So it was really awesome for you to pay for dinner, Dre. I’m totally getting the next- hey!" Tori’s cut off as Jade grabs her wrist, her girlfriend tugging her towards the stairs. Tori tries to say something else but she’s interrupted by Jade’s lips, her back pushed on the mattress, breathless and flustered. "Wh-what are you doing, babe?" 

Jade doesn’t respond verbally, straddling her sweet girl, she runs her fingers through her hair, bringing her lips to meet hers again, silently conveying the want and need and promise in that kiss, shirts joining pants on the floor of the bedroom. 

"Okay. Okay babe. Just relax. I have your pain meds…contact details…no idea what this is but I’m taking it." Jade snatches up her keys and leads Tori outside carefully, her heart practically twisting at seeing her wife in so much pain. She shoves the bag into the back and helps Tori into the passenger side, Tori leaning back and panting against the upholstery, nursing her enlarged pregnant belly.

"Alright. We’re done this run a million times, Jade. Calm down and just drive. It could be happening. Holy shit. It could be happening. Are we ready for this? I don’t -"

"Go!" Tori yelps from the side and Jade snaps into action, grabbing the gearstick to shift into drive.

Within record time they’re at the hospital and Jade shoves aside a nurse to stumble up to the receptionist desk.

"My wife is pregnant and in a lot of pain. Get a doctor." Tori cries out from behind her, clinging to Jade. "Now!"

…

Jade growls to herself, tapping at the lid on her plastic coffee cup, her patience was wearing thin and she had bitten her nails until they were sore. Tori had disappeared into the examination room about an hour ago and she was worried sick.

"Okay Miss Vega. You’re all good to go. It was just a nasty case of Braxton-Hicks. False labor." Jade exhales the breath that she had been holding and immediately goes back to be by her wife’s side, taking her hand gently, leaving her coffee forgotten on the side.

"Thanks Dr. Walkers. So…" Tori turns slightly to give Jade a pointed look. "Did this one behave herself while I was gone?"

"Admittedly, it did take about two nurses and one security guard to stop her from running into the examination room after you." Tori closes her eyes at the Doctor’s words and Jade notices the little crinkle on her lips, like Vega was trying hard to stop herself from laughing.

God. Liz is so beautiful. I know I’ve probably been staring way too much tonight but I can’t help it. Do you think she likes me - do you think she needs me just as much as I need her?

I actually can’t believe how lucky I am. I have got to stop grinning like some love-struck idiot! I’m almost positive that I’m bright red right now.

"I’m gonna give you my heart."

Oh God. You’re staring again, Victoria. Get it together! Damn these cheeks for blushing so easily! Should I hold her hand? Why am I so nervous? I see her everyday on set…

I can see her hand twitching. Oh my God. She can probably see just how nervous I am. Okay…just relax. Smile. No! That’s too much smile!

I don’t care, go on and tear me apart.

If Liz knew just how weak I am when she smiles…or laughs…or talks.I’m sure I have broccoli stuck in my teeth.

I don’t care if you do…

I’d give up anything to have forever with this girl…I just realized. I’ve let my guard down completely. That’s new…

'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of starsI think I saw you.

…

Sam just keeps smiling, enjoying how happy and silly Cat was being and not minding one bit that she was being dragged to the Candy Chest. It had been a week and as promised, because Cat hadn't broken anything, Sam was rewarding her with a pick-n-mix trip to the store. 

"…and maybe some gummy cola bottles and those yummy edible rings that you can stick on your finger and pretend you’re getting married!" Cat keeps rambling, not looking at where she was going and crashes right into a stuck-up teenage girl, her eyes narrowing behind her designer sunglasses. 

"Watch where you’re going, klutz. Are you that stupid that you can’t see in front of your face!” She yells angrily and her group of friends laugh in encouragement. Beside Cat, Sam has narrowed her eyes as well, her fists curling up tightly. 

"I-I’m sorry…I’m just really excited and I wanna get to the candy-" Cat starts speaking but she finds herself pushed aside by Sam, the blonde squaring off against the snobby girl. 

"You don’t have to apologize to her. Let me ask you something, Starbucks. Do you own this sidewalk? No? Then maybe you should watch where you’re going.” The other girl scowls, drawing herself up to look intimidating. 

"Maybe if your girlfriend wasn't so dumb, she would know how to walk.”Sam’s eyes narrow even more and she takes a menacing step closer. "Oh yeah? Well I’m about to make sure you never walk again." Cat squeaks and tries to tug Sam back but she resists, grinding her teeth together in a challenge. "So now you have two choices. 1) You get your friend to give me that sandwich they’re eating and then you leave or 2) I break your fancy designer glasses and your face follows after it. What’ll it be?" 

…

"It was so nice of that girl to give you her sandwich." Cat chirps away happily, grabbing a scoop to load up her bag of candy. Sam just smirks from the corner and takes another bite of her prize, watching the red head. "Yeah. I would have done something but I don’t wanna go to juvie. Again.” Cat giggles and wraps up her bag, leaning over to peck Sam’s cheek, the blonde blushing in surprise. 

"Just…try and take it easy babe. He isn’t due for another few weeks and remember what the Doctor said? Stressing isn’t good for the baby." Jade sighs and calms herself down, leaning over to kiss Beck on the cheek. 

"I know. I know what the Doctor said. I just can’t help it. I know what it was like to not have loving parents - hell, even attentive parents. I want Oliver to have the best." She moves her hand down to rub her stomach, surprised to find Beck’s hand there as well. 

"Hey…hey look at me." Beck’s lips tilt into a loving smile as he cups his girlfriend’s chin ever so gently, their eyes meeting. "You’re going to make a great mom. Okay? Don’t worry." Jade instinctively leans her cheek into Beck’s hand, biting on the inside of her lip. 

"How do you know that?""Because I just know." He reassures his girlfriend, both of them surprised when the baby kicks inside of Jade’s stomach, Beck’s smile turning into a full on grin.

"Jade?" Tori calls out, knocking lightly on the stall door. "Baby, is that you?"

"No." Jade grunts back, trying and failing to disguise her voice.

"Are you sick?" Tori pushes, fiddling with the lock from the outside as she contemplates whether or not to open it up to check on her girlfriend.

"No." Jade repeats in the same gruff voice, her breath sounding laboured and that’s the only encouragement Tori needs to give the door a shove and slide into the small space to find Jade kneeling in the floor, her hands gripping tight to the toilet bowl, her face pale and covering in a thin sheen of sweat.

"You are sick!" Tori blurts as Jade yelps and jumps to her feet, leaning back against the wall for balance.

"You shouldn’t be in here!" She shouts back defensively, trying to push Tori out of the door but she braces herself, standing stubborn and determined not to move.

"You’re sick, baby!" “I’m not sick!” “Let me get Trina, she can give us a ride home-“ “I’m fine!” “No you’re not! I just heard you-“ “I’m bulimic!”

Tori shuts her mouth fast, her retaliation caught in her throat at Jade’s surprise outburst. “You- you’re-“

"Forget it!" “But-“ “I didn’t say anything!” “Jade-“ “Vega!”

Jade growls, but it tapers off the a whimper when Tori wraps her arms around her waist, pulling her close to look into her soft blue eyes, but Jade ducks her head, trying to hide. “Baby, look at me.” Tori tucks her finger under Jade’s chin, lifting her head back up. “Baby…”

Jade tries pushes Tori away in the cramped space of the cubicle, yet still finds herself in her girlfriends embrace, secretly needing the comfort. She can’t help but be drawn to Tori’s eyes, so full of love and concern, and for the first time she allows her to see through the crack in her walls, pulling back just enough to slowly lift up her shirt, etching a frown on Tori’s face.

"Jade, what are you-" She cuts herself off with a small gasp as Jade tugs the shirt higher to reveal a cross cross of scars and slices across the skin of her rib cage. She wordlessly rolls up her sleeves to show similar cuts on her upper arms but all Tori can see is the tears now running down Jade’s cheeks and she dips her head to kiss them away, Jade flinching just slightly at her touch.

"I’m sorry." She sniffles, hating how weak and vulnerable she felt at that moment, but a part of her knew she was safe in Tori’s embrace, that her girlfriend wouldn’t let her go. "I’ve tried to stop…"

"I know." Tori whispers, making comforting noises to calm her down. "It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you now. We’ll get through this together, okay?"

Jade swallows, and Tori’s sure she’s never seen her look so small and so childlike before. “But I’m broken.” Her voice cracks a little. as does Tori’s heart.

"Then let me fix you."

"Oh the bacon smiley face! I almost forgot the bacon smiley face!" Alex gasps and rushes over to the fridge, grabbing a pack of bacon and turning to his sister. "I need to borrow a pair of scissors to open this!" Lucy shakes her head, cupping her hands around her Mama’s scissor bouquet protectively. 

"No way. I just made this perfect!" "But Luce! I can’t get the bacon open!" "Well too bad!" She retorts and Alex growls, snatching a pair of scissors from the arrangement anyway. "Hey! You brat!" She tries frantically to fix her present, shooting Alex a glare that would have made Jade proud. He quickly cuts open the bacon and lays down four rashers to cook, fussing over the pancakes and the orange juice before plating it up, turning the bacon strips into big smiles. 

"Yay! Look at the happy smiley bacon faces, Lucy! Mommy’s gonna love them!" 

"Whatever." Luce grumbles and quickly grabs the scissors back from her brother, cleaning them with the same care that Jade had taught her before placing them back into the twisted bouquet arrangement. 

…

"Mmm…I think our kids are destroying the kitchen." Jade yawns and pushes herself up to rest against the headboard of the bed, stroking a hand lovingly down her wife’s side. Next to her, Tori groans and rolls over so she’s laying on Jade’s lap, blinking groggily up at her. 

"Hey…Do I smell pancakes?"

"Happy mother’s day!" The door suddenly bursts open and Alex chirps happily, pushing his way into the bedroom with his tray laden with breakfast goodies with Lucy behind him, carrying her present. Jade and Tori instantly untangle from each other, their eyes lighting up with excitement. 

"Food?!""Scissors?!" 

“Yes, Mistress?” She asks in a soft voice.

Tori turns to her slave with a idle smirk. She tucks her fingers under Jade’s chin to lift her head and the young girl shivers from a combination of her icy cold skin and the way Tori’s tongue flicks out to swipe across her soft, pink lips. “Your Mistress is hungry.” The brunette says in a low, husky voice and Jade swallows hard, forced to look into her Mistresses deep brown eyes by the cold hand holding her head up.

“I- I could fix you a snack…” She offers lamely with a smile and a shrug, only to regret it immediately the moment she is slapped across the cheek, and she shrinks back from her Mistress, her pale skin now red and stinging.

Tori shakes her hand off and lounges back in her seat with an annoyed huff, her hunger leaving her in no mood for her slaves little jokes. “You know exactly what I mean, slut.” She growls, bearing a set of blindingly white, sharp teeth at Jade, who flinches. “You can either let me feed willingly, or we can do this the not so nice way. And you don’t want us to do this the not so nice way.”

“What’s the not so nice way, Mistress?” Jade questions in a voice she tries to keep steady despite the growing fear that her Mistress was going to harm her further, or worse.

Tori runs her tongue over her teeth, pausing to toy with a particularly pointed canine as she stared thoughtfully into the distance. “Let’s just say, it doesn’t end well for you. And I’m going to have to waste my time finding a new little pet to play with.”

Jade gulps. Her heart starts to thump furiously in her chest and she’s sure Tori can hear it, that she can almost see her hot blood running rapidly through her veins and by the way her eyes light up, she knows she can smell it pulsing beneath her skin. Before she can say another word, Tori has pushed herself up from her seat, stalking over towards Jade who scrambles away until her back hits the wall, the chains around her arms and legs rattling at the sudden impact.

Tori circles around her like an animal stalking their prey and lifts her shackled arms to slip the chain links over a hook high above her head, keeping her firmly in place. Jade can only watch as her Mistress then crouches to release her ankles from their binds, only to kick them apart and attach larger, heavier cuffs, that were pinned to the ground by mental pegs, around them, forcing her into an awkward, spread position she couldn’t move from.

“I’m too hungry to wait around while you try to resist.” Tori announces, stepping back to admire her handy work. Jade struggles in vain, but it’s no use, and she lets head fall limply forward, her long, dark hair hanging in front of her face, only for Tori to latch her hand under her chin again, shoving her head back up so forcefully her skull hits the wall with a loud crack and leaves Jade dizzy with tears forming in her eyes. “You look at me when I’m talking to you, whore.” Tori hisses in rage.

“Y-yes, Mistress.” Her captive stammers helplessly. She sucks in a breath when Tori snarls, her lips pulled back to reveal her two razor-sharp fang-like teeth, ready to tear into her skin.

“I love it when you’re all scared, my pet.” Tori leans in, running her hot tongue up Jade’s neck and enjoying the way the girl shuddered. She skims her teeth gently over her skin while her hand does the same down her stomach, until she reaches Jade’s soaked snatch and she chuckles darkly into the crook of her neck. “Such a desperate little whore, I bet you just can’t wait to get your reward, can you?”

Jade’s only reply is a sharp gasp as Tori plunges a finger between her slick folds and holds it still teasingly. Jade tries to rock her hips for more friction, but her movements are severely restricted by the many chains and Tori’s cold body pinning her to the wall, and her frustration only builds when her Mistress presses sweet little kisses over her throat. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?” Jade hisses before she can stop herself.

Tori rips her finger away from Jade before the girl could even begin to apologise, bringing her hand back only to slap it hard against her pussy, causing Jade to cry out loudly. “Don’t you ever fucking talk back to me.” She seethes, grazing her teeth down Jade’s neck to leave bright red lines on her pale skin.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Mistress!” She pleads, rattling her chains as she rocks herself forward in an attempt to reach Tori’s hand again. “I won’t ever talk back to you again, I swear!”

“Good pet.” Tori murmurs and takes Jade’s earlobe between her teeth to nibble as she starts to rub teasingly over Jade’s aching clit, drawing a whimper from the captive girl. She keeps this up until Jade is relaxed and distracted, then quickly thrusts two fingers between her tight walls at the same time as she sinks her fanged teeth into Jade’s throat, piercing the skin.

A strangled scream rips from Jade’s lungs and she strains against the chains that held her, her whole body tensing from the two contrasting sensations, the sweet pleasure of Tori’s fingers as they work her hard, fast and thoroughly, mixed with sharp pain of her sucking the blood from the fresh puncture marks in her neck. The only sounds in room are her own weak moans and whimpers and the hungry noises from Tori, and it’s not long before the familiar light headed giddiness washes over her, coupled with the oh so sweet building climax, and no matter how many times she was in this position, she was sure she’d never get over the powerful rush, the burning fire in the pit of her stomach and the tingling that spread all the way through her, a gift, as her Mistress called it, for being her favourite pet.

She curls her fingers around her chains, clenching her fists tight when she’s pushed vigorously to her peak, and she screams at the top of her lungs, her release jolting her weakened body, the delicious pleasure coursing through her drained veins as if replacing the lost blood, shaking her to the very bone with its intensity. As she begins to calm, a thrill of panic joins when she realises Tori hasn’t stop her feeding, pushing her to her very limits before the vampire finally soothes her tongue over the small open wounds, then draws back and removes her hand, swiping her cum coated fingers over her bloodied lips before she pops them into her mouth, sucking on them with a satisfied moan.“You always taste so good, pet.”

Tori takes a moment before freeing Jade from her binds and catches her limp body as she slumps forward, gathering her up in her arms. She cradles her, almost baby-like, to her chest for a moment, and Jade manages to lift her arms to drape around Tori’s neck for support as she’s carried towards her Mistresses bedroom. Tori carefully lies her down on the soft mattress, tucking the silk covers around her feeble body as she leans down to press a gentle kiss to her slaves forehead. Jade raises a hand to cup Tori’s cheek, her skin cool to touch despite the warm looking blush left from her feed, and she guides her down without objection for a full kiss on the lips, shivering at the coppery taste left in her mouth, the flavour of her own blood still lingering.