I'm the Scene; You're the Director (Kevala/Mature)

[Kevala Badoer]

Kev really couldn't help but laugh at the cheesy little joke. She had always loved that sort of thing when it came from Mischa, while she would have just rolled her eyes at anyone else. Still she would simply grin and nod to the terms which were being discussed. If it meant that she could marry the girl now instead of waiting, she would...no questions asked.

Besides, when had she ever really denied Mischa something she truly wanted? Yeah, not often...at all.

"Fine...You pay, beef jerky and Elvis...I can live with these terms..."

A little nod before leaning in and giving Mischa one last long kiss before tugging her back off toward where she had parked.

Time Skip Cause Too Lazy To Post A Road Trip

Two days....two days for her nerves to work up and for her to grow aggrivated with her phone and turn if off and toss it to the back of the SUV....Sure, she had let a few people know where she was, just to avoid too much worry...but yeah...She was too focused on what was going on to think much on the problems of life right now.

Now, inside the little wedding area thingy that Mischa had picked out, Kev smoothed her hands over her dress and grinned at herself in the mirror. Yeah, this was so typical Kev attire. She couldn't deny it. But honestly, who would have believed her in a white dress? Hah...Even the thought of it made her laugh.

Her cuffs about her wrists...a pair of heels and her hair fixed up nice enough..Nothing too fancy..just enough to signify a special event...

Hands shaking lightly, she tugged at the hem of her dress before entering the area where Mischa waited...nervous as all hell, and not even trying to hide it. A little smile given as she inched her way over to where she stood....drawing in a deep breath as she snaked her hand out and quickly took up the other girls...

She was ready...she was just...yeah...

Who wouldn't have been a ball of nerves at this point!?

[Mischa Badoer]

She turned to see that Kevala had now joined them... so everything would carry on and everything will be official. Mischa grabbed Kevala's hands and she could feel how nervous Kev was.. you didn't need to be empathetic.... that and she was sure she had enough nerves to be made up for the both of them.

Before the priest-what-ya-ma-call-it could even speak Mischa would lean in and give her a soft kiss of reassurance... though he would frown and cough slightly shaking his head.

"It's not that part yet..."

Mischa would laugh and she would let the man get to that part...

```Time skip again don't wanna do a whole ceremony```

Now walking out of the chapel she would behind Kevala... her arms would be wrapped around her waist and her chin would hang low to rest on her shoulder as she kept sending small kisses to her neck...it made for walking to be a bit more difficult that it actually was...so they would finally make it to the SUV one waddle at a time. As they were close enough she would spin Kevala in her arms and press her against the car as her body encased her.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Badoer..." she would say with a smirk on her face and then giving her a big kiss. "What do you propose we do now, Mrs. Badoer? she would chuckle not really getting sick of calling Kevala that. She would kiss her again but on her neck as she would listen in on an answer.

[Kevala Badoer]

She smiled at the kiss, feeling herself relax some. Of all the things Kev had expected out of her life, this was one of those dreams she had almost given up on. Completely. She had never thought herself the type to marry somebody, let alone Mischa. A family? For her? Not a chance.

But now it was more than possible and she was more happy than she was used to. That scared her. Still, she settled and would simply grin at the preacher man thingy majigger as he spoke....A little nod as she drew in another deep breath.

Time Skip Because Not NPCing Preacher Elvis

She didn't mind having to move slowly, her head tilted as she practically purred at the kisses to her neck...It felt so amazing, not just to have those arms around her or those lips against her flesh once more, but because she felt....calm.

Kev never felt calm, but right now, in this moment she did.

The sound of that name.....her name, leaving Mischa's lips made her smile and even blush just a bit....Still not used to it, but more than sure that she could be very soon. She had always planned to take Mischa's last name. Had never been a question in her mind about it, but still it felt so surreal.

As she was turned around and pushed into the SUV she grinned, her hands falling to rest on Mischa's waist as she tilted her head, returning the kiss and then letting her head fall back, eyes lingering upon those of her.....wife...

That seems so....

Not now please.....

Fitting...

She smiled...Even the voice in her head got it. Eyes falling closed as she again felt those lips on her neck.

"I think there is a hotel room with our name on it....I have done very well to behave myself these last couple days...But now...."

Eyes opened and she grinned, fingers curling into Mischa's blazer thingy as she gripped her and shifted her weight, turning the other girl and pinning her to the side of the vehicle. Leaning in almost in the same instant and kissing and softly biting along that oh so delicious neck....

"Now, there is nothing I would like more than to make love to my wife..."

A sultry, soft tone whispered against Mischa's ear as she pressed her thigh between her legs slightly, shifting it upwards just a bit in order to tease.....a firm nip given just below her ear....body pressing into that luscious little form in front of her.

[Mischa Badoer]

"I think there is a hotel room with our name on it....I have done very well to behave myself these last couple days...But now...."

Mischa would smile. "You're right... we both have been behaving...quite alarming... and I really don't want to keep you waiting.

Tables have turned when she was now pushed against the car. Oh how she missed every moment of this. And to think it was now hers once again. She couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

"Now, there is nothing I would like more than to make love to my wife..."

Mischa would let out a small moan in response to the little teaser Kevala had issued. It had been way too long. Yeah she had slept with someone in between... but that really wasn't the same. She loved the gentle touch of another woman...especially Kevala.... and she loved how that gentle touch could turn into something more passionate and...well.... rough.

"Babe.... Believe me when I say you're not the only one...." She would hold her hips tight pulling her closely before kissing her one last time before parting. "Dibs driving... Mischa was a faster driver...

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They were in a hurry......

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~~Mischa slid the key into the lock and opened the door to their hotel room. She didn't open it all the way...if anything it was just a crack. She would turn around and face Kevala making sure she was blocking the way. The look on her face was one of those priceless moments where they looked so shocked.....

"Wait!" Mischa would reach for Kev... and yes you guessed it.... pick her up mother fuckin bridal style. She would turn and kick the door open...... but she kicked it to hard and it slammed against the wall and returned to slam shut.

"Fuck." she would look over seeing an over weight Latino maid....racist I know.... and would gesture with her head. "You there! Open this door!.........please and thank you." the woman had been staring at the whole time..... so she knew she was being spoken to... so right away she opened the door for the both of them so Mischa could carry her wife through the threshold. "You are a gentleman and a scholar!" she would call back and closed the door with the back of her foot. Finally in the comfort of their privacy Mischa would plop Kevala on the bed as she loomed over her, her arms on the bed on either side of her in order to prop herself up.

"God damn...you're beautiful."

[Kevala Badoer]

Yeah, Kev had missed this...sure she had been with others in between....a couple at least....*cough* but nothing compared to the sensations she got when she felt Mischa pressed up against her. A little grin forming on her lips as she heard that moan, sending a soft shiver down her spine. Oh the things she was going to do to this woman....

The suggestion on who got to drive had Kev grinning all the more, a little bow of her head as she inched her way around the vehicle and climbed in.

Once back at the hotel, she couldn't keep her eyes off of Mischa. Not that it was anything new really....Never once had that woman been able to walk into a room which Kev was in and NOT distract Kevala from whatever she was doing, or supposed to be doing.....She just couldn't help it. From the first moment she met Mischa she had found the girl to be stunning and captivating...years later, that had not changed one bit.

Though honestly, the moment she was hoisted up, she had to admit that was a bit strange for her. Not bad...not in the slightest, her arms slipping around Mischa's neck as she laughed a bit and leaned in to kiss and nibble along the other girl's neck. The taste of her flesh causing a soft, whispered moan to escape Kevala. Gods how she loved that. Not a bit of attention paid to the portly looking hispanic lady or the door....or much of anything really.

Not until the moment she was plopped onto the bed, laying there as her hand moved to undo her hair, letting it fan out around her on the bed, those icy blue eyes tinged with deep shades of lavender staring up at Mischa as she loomed overhead. A more genuine smile curling onto her lips.

"No more beautiful than you baby..."

Her hand inching upward and curling around the side of Mischa's neck, tugging her down and into a heated, passionate kiss. Not about to play coy right now...she wanted her..badly. It had been over a year or more since the two had been together and honestly, it was killing Kev not to just rip into her clothes and take what she wanted....

But, of all the times they had been together, this was one of the more.... significant ones. One of those times they would remember and so forth....She wanted it to be just as amazing as ever..if not more so.

After a long moment she would break the kiss, though not venturing far. Just enough to whisper softly against Mischa's lips.

"I love you...so much."

A soft, affectionate tone as she softly brushed the tip of her nose against Mischa's and then once more captured her lips for another kiss.

[Mischa Badoer]

"No more beautiful than you baby..."

"Now we could argue about this or we could just-"

And once again she was interrupted...though in scenarios like this she could careless about finishing her sentence...

"I love you...so much."

With a smug expression, Mischa glided her hand up Kevala's thigh and then further up the dress. "I love you more.

Only these two were able to go on as if nothing bad has ever happened. Mischa would slide her tongue gently across Kevala's lower lip. She would lip at it finally as to tease her while her hand made its way.

"Now, I'm looking for those noises I missed oh so much...." she would bite at her ear while breathing heavily. She just wanted to cut to the chase. To be fair it had been far too long.

Her hand would leave the warmth from her thigh.... though her hands came short when she felt the uneven texture of a few scars.

Those were new....

Mischa would, without a word, sit up on her knees between Kevala's legs and slowly slide her dress up until she saw the scars. Her heart sank... she didn't know what these were from... and quite frankly there could be many reasons....and it bugged her she didn't know why.... that's how long they have been apart.

Then just like any other scar Kevala had, Mischa would press her lips to them. Kev had always been very conscious about her scars. She hides them.... there had been the one on her hip that she hated so much... she could only imagine how these ones could upset Kevala.

Mischa would separate and return to be face to face with Kevala. The look in her eyes would tell Kevala that she was dead serious and they would demonstrate how much she cared for the girl. "As long as I live I won't let this happen to you again." Mischa would whisper kissing Kev as her hips would slowly rock into the other girl's.

[Kevala Badoer]

She loved every touch, every caress and every brush of those lips against her own, her eyes falling closed as she shivered softly and allowed her fingers to softly trace along Mischa's neck, just loving the way her flesh felt beneath her touch.

Yet as Mischa's hand traveled further up her thigh, she tensed....Not much, but enough that would be noticeable, head tilting to that nip against her ear, a little whimper escaping. She wanted her, but deep down her stomach turned with fear as those fingers drew closer to the scars on the inside of her thighs.

Then, just like that she felt the air around them shift, felt that delicate touch as it traced over those scars, making her stomach turn that much harder. Icy hues opened to watch as Mischa settled onto her knees, pushing up Kev's dress to get a better view. She wanted so badly to tug that dress back down, to hide them and to pretend they didn't exist, that that part of her life did not exist, but this was all about starting anew, about second chances and about sharing a life together.....

So instead, her hands moved to either side of her upon the bed and gripped at it rather firmly. She could feel the small quake of her muscles as she began to tremble, not wanting to speak, simply watching as Mischa leaned down and brushed her lips against those marks upon her flesh...eyes once more falling closed, if only for a moment.

It was the weight of Mischa once more settling atop her that brought her gaze back to the other woman, a slight film of tears in her eyes as she looked at her, those words seeming to reach inside her and unhinge that wall she fought so desperately to keep in place, to lock it all away.

"I..I can't live through that again....I won't survive..."

She whispered the words, almost as if she were scared that somebody else might hear them. Scared to admit such a weakness, such a fear. Her head lifting just enough to bury her face into the side of Mischa's neck. Seeking comfort...seeking something real and something that would possibly ease some of the pain she had carried within her for so long. Jack, had done so much for her, he had helped her in ways that she possibly could never imagine to thank him for...but there was something lacking...something missing...and she knew only one place she could find such solace....

Here....

In this woman's arms....

"I need you baby...so bad..."

She practically begged at this point, her hands moving to Mischa's hips and tugging her down into her once more. She was not shy in admitting that she was seeking not only passion and lust, but comfort and peace...a little kiss given to her neck before she would reluctantly pull back and once more lay her head down upon the bed, looking up at her wife and biting her lower lip softly, all the while, one hand slowly pushing beneath Mischa's shirt, fingers traveling slowly across her side and then up over her stomach.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa would nod listening to Kevala. She wouldn't let anything like what ever happened again.... Everything aside she would comply... biting her own lower lip as she felt those hands... her hips swaying slowly building pressure.

"You have me..."

Her hand would return to the warmth between her thighs and just like that she was one step closer to finally getting what she needed for a long time coming....

~~Time skip~~

stripped down... a slight mist of sweat covered her skin as she had one arm around Kevala...and the other holding a prime time. She didn't normally smoke in doors... but she didn't want to leave the spot she was in. She looked up at the ceiling as she tried blowing smoke rings, but failing miserably.

"How does Venice sound?

[Kevala Badoer]

Kev would purr softly, a pleasured sound in all regards to the way it felt to have Mischa there against her, to feel those kisses, to feel the pressure of her body and the way her flesh felt beneath her touch.

It was heavenly or as close to such as Kevala ever suspected she would get. Feeling that body shift against her own, craving more of her and so close to finally getting it.

Time Skip

She laid there, softly panting for breath, her hair lightly plastered to her shoulders and her neck....a thin layer of sweat forming over her body....With one arm draped around her, she found a spot curled up against Mischa, nuzzling into her as she closed her eyes and savored the scent of this woman she loved so much.

The question making her eyes open for a moment as she shrugged lightly.

"That sounds fine to me love...I can travel anywhere you wish...That is the beauty of my work, it can be done from anywhere in the world. Besides, I believe Venice would have some amazing shots for me to take....Might expand my artwork..."

She nodded, and then leaned up just a bit to brush her lips against the side of the other girl's neck.

"Besides, I will be happy just to have a life and a family with you....no matter where it is."

She nodded and then sank back down into her comfy spot to curl up and nuzzle into once more. She knew there were things she had to take care of before she could really up and leave...mostly make arrangments to get the twins back, and a few other odds and ends...but she would make sure to take care of those things rather quickly. She was more than ready to leave this behind...as much as she would miss her friends, Gabriel especially...she knew that she had to have her own life now....and she honestly couldn't ask for a better one she thought.

[Mischa Badoer]

"Besides, I will be happy just to have a life and a family with you....no matter where it is."

Mischa smiled as she scratched her shin with her other foot. She would release the smoke she had in her mouth to get more involved with the conversation.

"You don't know how excited this makes me... The twins can go to the same school I went to..." she was already laying out their future. Oh how this felt so right. Mischa's hand would comb through Kevala's hair as her eyes remained on the ceiling. "As soon as we're back in California... we should see about getting the twins as soon as possible...then leave right away.... you could pack light.... I'm sure I could afford new stuff..."

She would snuff out the embers in her cigar on a bedside bible.... nit very nice....but still did...it was that or on the nice wood night stand...couldn't have that.

"I can look into getting the same house I grew up in... it's nothing big... but its perfect! Me and my brother had a blast in the back yard.... I can look after the Pizza place we used to own... I can't wait to share this with you...."

[Kevala Badoer]

She would listen in silence, not really saying anything as she closed her eyes, feeling that hand combing through her hair and allowing her to relax. Though every time she felt herself drawing closer and closer to the need to sleep, she would bite the side of her tongue just enough to jolt herself awake.

Once Mischa was done, Kev would sigh and move to sit up, pulling the sheet with her and wrapping it around her slender frame.

"It sounds lovely. I can't wait to see these things, to share this life with you. But there are things I must attend to in California before we leave."

She sat upon the edge of the bed, her arms folded over her chest, holding the sheet in place as she dangled her legs over the side.

"I was seeing somebody Mischa....Remember Jack from 774, the one that I....That I cheated on you with? He moved here and we have been together for awhile now...."

She sighed once more, lowering her head a bit as she bit her lip and shook her head just a bit.

"I should have told you this before...but you are all I have ever wanted, and I..I just wanted to be with you...To marry you...."

She looked down at her hand, more specifically at the wedding band set that now rested upon her finger.

"There are several things I should have told you...."

She moved to stand up, moving toward where her bags were. Yes, even leaving in the spur of the moment she had bags. Mostly because she kept her stuff in her SUV since she had been living in hotels for the past few months. Shifting through them, still holding the sheet in place, she would finally find a small black one....pulling it free of the rest and carrying it with her to the bed.

Once there, she would sit down on the end of the bed, tucking the end of the sheet into the area under her arm in order to hold it in place....freeing up her hands. She then opened up the bag and turned it over, spilling the contents out onto the bed.

A whole host of pill bottles, prescription medications, all under her name. A total of 8 different medications, and a few various vials that were used to house medications which needed to be injected....

She did not look up, she simply stared at the mess that laid there and bit her lower lip.

"These....These are what the doctors say I should be taking....They stop the urges to drink blood, they...they stop the voice in my head....they stop everything...I had stopped taking them when Gabriel came to me, asking for my help.....But...i..if you want me to take them again I will..."

She left out the part on how they made her feel, how they made her act and behave....She wasn't sure that was important. Besides, she wanted to give Mischa time to respond before she went on.

[Mischa Badoer]

"It sounds lovely. I can't wait to see these things, to share this life with you. But there are things I must attend to in California before we leave."

"Hmm?" Mischa would crawl towards Kevala who was now sitting on the side of the bed. She sat on her knees and would rest her head on her shoulder while both her hands came up and rubbed both her arms.

"I was seeing somebody Mischa....Remember Jack from 774, the one that I....That I cheated on you with? He moved here and we have been together for awhile now...."

Well, shit.

Mischa paused at the name... Let alone the fact that name had been connected to Kevala on a way that made her blood boil. Why did it piss her off? The fucker just played them both.... Clearly he wasn't good enough for Kevala.... What makes it worse was Mischa felt like shit because now she felt she was unintentionally fucking with Kevala. Mischa never knew the names of the men Kevala had been with.. And if she did she wouldn't have touched him with a ten foot stick....... Maybe beat him with it....

"To be fair you didn't have time to explain... Don't beat yourself up... Guess we all have a lot to catch up on..."

Mischa was going to have to come clean. It would only fester of left alone... That and she already felt as if she was letting her down... Oh how she wanted Jack's head. Before she could get in on the confessions Kevala left the bed leaving Mischa to sit there wondering what she was doing. She littered the bottles across the bed. All Mischa could do was stare.

"Wow... Um... Well... Why did you stop? I mean there had to be a reason Gabriel told you to stop?" Mischa envyed the fuck out of the guy... But that didn't make him dumb. She needed get her health all settle before the news about Jack was broken. Besides his matters can wait and he could suck her dick. Right now Kev was more important. "Babe, you know I would only want you to do what is best for you...

Though she wasn't sure what was good for her at this point... He didn't look as healthy as she used to be.. A lot of catching up indeed...

[Kevala Badoer]

"He said I was weak...That, I was less than what I could be. And I knew, that it was because of the medications I was taking."

She lifted her eyes finally, only they were paler now, not much, but they still had a bit more white in them instead of that usual icy blue shade. Tears streaked down her somewhat pale cheeks as she bit her lower lip to stop it from trembling.

"Th..They made me normal baby....They made me like other people..I mean, there were....side effects...."

She lowered her gaze once more, lashes wet from her tears as she once more bit upon her lower lip. She had felt the emotions from Mischa at the mention of Jack earlier, but she had figured that was normal given the history of said relationship. So she didn't linger upon it. For now, she was lost on the problem currently being discussed, hand reaching out to brush against a few of the bottles as she drew in a shaky little breath....

"The doctor that I was sent to....He said that there are so many things wrong with me...said that if I didn't take these, that I could end up locked away again...."

A heavy whimper as her hand visibly began to shake, the bottle in her hand rattling slightly from the force of it before she would drop it back onto the bed and curl her fingers inward, balling her hand into a fist....The heat of her tears against her cool flesh barely noticeable at this point.

"They did things to me....made me numb....cold...withdrawn and quiet.....But I was...normal. I..I don't want to be locked away again baby...I don't want them to hurt me like that again...But, I want to be able to feel, to feel you.....Yet, I want to be normal for you. I want to be the kind of person you want me to be..."

She choked on a little sob before she would shift to curl her knees up to her chest, her hair falling around her face as she lowered her head against her knees...

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa listened to it.

My God...... Gabe is all about power..... fucker is stuffing nonsense in her head...

"You know Kev.... It is all up to you in the end... So if you don't want to take them... don't worry about them taking you away.... I will kill them if I have to......again." She would wrap her arms around her and would have a moment of silence. "Clearly that doctor is a fucktard.... Not all medication reacts the same way with every individual.... clearly this shit is not for you if it doesn't give you feelings... I mean.... you're not normal if you don't have emotion... and I love you no matter what... so yeah.... its up to you."

Mischa would kiss her forehead before laying back with her arms still around Kevala... this would make Kevala lay down and she would be in Mischa's arms."It's been a long day... I don't want you to be upset... especially on a day like this? We have the rest of our lives to settle a lot of shit...make everything right... just remember in the end... I just need you healthy and happy, love."

She was also referring to settle the Jack stuff out later... right now was not the time to talk about past affairs... not this of their wedding night. This was their night, not Jack's.

[Kevala Badoer]

Kevala felt those arms slip around her and slowly her trembling began to fade, eyes closed as she shifted just a bit in order to softly bury her face into the side of Mischa's neck.

She would remain silent, letting her speak and listening intently to what she said. A little nod given as she would move easily enough to lay down as she was urged to do so, staying firmly tucked away within Mischa's arms.

"Yes of course...We can discuss it later....I am sorry love.."

She nodded, easily enough pushing away the thoughts and emotions. Not wanting to ruin anything but wanting to show, in her own way, that she was trying to be honest and open with her new bride...that she was wanting to try and make this work.

Curling up against Mischa, she would slip one arm around her, tugging her in close and yet staying practically hidden against her. A little yawn stifled back as she brushed her fingers against that soft skin she loved so much, feeling herself growing more tired and once more biting her tongue in order to try and wake up, though it was growing increasingly harder. She felt so calm and relaxed with Mischa that it was hard to stay awake when she was so very tired...

"I should probably get some coffee or something...."

A soft, short laugh. Shaking her head as she pulled back and softly brushed her lips against Mischa's. She never drank coffee, at least not in the past when they were together, but lately, it was a need she could not escape. It proved useful in combating sleep.

"Do you want anything?"

Tilting her head as she looked at her, a small, sleepy smile on her lips, her hand coming up to trace along the other girl's jawline slowly and delicately.