Chapter 20
Kate woke up to the voice of her mother calling out. “Dinner is ready, everyone!”
Her tummy, as if on cue, rumbled, the prospect of food suddenly sounding very appealing.
The young girl was reluctant to wake her peacefully sleeping lover and carefully disentangled from her.
She tried to get up but was halted in her actions, feeling sore all over. 'Darn! I feel like I've plowed the fields all by myself all day. I've never felt this sore before.'
Her cheeks heated up at the memory of the events that were most likely the cause of her predicament, a smile forming on her lips.
Nastya's eyes fluttered open, her voice sounding hoarse. “Kate? Is everything alright?”
Kate bit her lip. “Mom just announced that dinner's ready and I'm very hungry. I wanted to get dressed and go downstairs, but I can hardly move an inch since my body's sore all over.”
Nastya instantly felt guilty hearing the younger girl's words, knowing she was in part responsible for the state her lover was in right now.
She suggested. “I could help you get dressed and carry you downstairs, my love. That way you would not have to walk.
"Would that be acceptable?”
Kate had a hard time not squealing like one of those annoying girls back at school, her heart soaring. “Yes, that would be very acceptable, my love.”
They exchanged a sweet kiss before Nastya got dressed and later helped the redhead into one of her dresses which coincidentally or not happened to be the one the younger girl had worn that evening Nastya had first seen her at the pub.
The blonde had a hard time not ravishing her lover all over again, the sight of Kate in that dress, her luscious copper tresses up in a bouffant, those bright blue eyes holding promise to a happy future, far too alluring.
Nastya shook her head, snapping out of her daze.
She pecked the cute nose of her beloved, asking tenderly. “Ready?”
Kate grinned and nodded. “Yes.”
Nastya lifted the petite girl up with surprising ease, remarking, her tone teasing. “I am surprised you are this light, Kate, considering your love for food.”
Kate's cheeks turned crimson, whining out adorably. “Nastya... You're such a tease!
"As you're aware, I work hard, so it's only natural that I need lots of nutrition.
"Also, mom's food is simply too good. I can't resist...”
Nastya smiled brightly, blowing the smitten redhead away, her tone filled with adoration. “I do love 'teasing' you, Kate. It is quite rewarding to see your cheeks turn this most alluring shade of red.”
The duo descended the stairs, the smell of Gretchen Janeway's Shepherd's pie causing the younger girl to sigh in content.
When they entered the kitchen they were greeted by cheers, a fact that made both girls blush.
Nastya was about to sit Kate on her usual chair but the redhead asked, her voice so low that it was only audible for the blonde. “Can I sit on your lap, please?”
Nastya's smile grew wider, all too happily complying to her beloved's request.
Gretchen Janeway, unable to help herself asked, a playful glint in her kind blue eyes. “Did you rest well, you two?”
Kate coughed a fact that worried her lover who gently patted her back.
The redhead muttered. “Yes, ma. Thanks for asking...”
Dee suddenly exclaimed, wanting to save the younger from her predicament. “Have you started packing already, Kate?”
The redhead gasped. “No, I haven't started yet! When will we depart again?”
The brunette stated gently. “I thought Nastya had told you. We are gonna depart tomorrow, sweetie.
"I'm assuming Nastya's gonna share her trailer with you. Correct?”
The blonde instantly nodded in confirmation. “You are correct, Dee. I am going to help Kate with packing later.”
Phoebe exclaimed proudly. “I'm already done packing. Natascha proved to be quite 'efficient' as a packer.”
The youngest girl's cheeks turned pink.
Nastya quirked her left brow, stating proudly. “I have taught her to do so.”
Natascha grinned widely. “Nastya is the most efficient person there ever was.”
Kate chimed in. “I can attest that.”
The blonde's cheeks turned pink. Kate winked at her lover playfully.
Once they were back up in Kate's room, the older girl stated, her voice low and sensual, sending shivers down the whole of Kate's body. “You seem to wish to engage in intimate affairs again, my love.
"Or is there another reason for your 'flirting' during dinner?”
Kate coughed out, her cheeks once more having turned crimson, voice raspy. “I- I mean I certainly wouldn't mind it, but my body's already sore all over and I should start packing...”
Nastya smiled, gently pecking her lover's lips. “I was simply 'teasing' you, my love. I am aware that you are still sore from our earlier 'lovemaking'.
"Let me assist you in packing your necessities, Kate. As you have heard, I am very efficient as a packing aid.”
Kate smiled and nodded. “So I've heard, yes. I think it's best if you start by packing my clothes.”
Nastya went over to the younger girl's closet, inspecting the contents. “Do you wish for me to pack the whole contents of your 'closet', Kate?”
The redhead blinked, shaking her head. “No, that won't be necessary, Nastya. Do you have any idea how long your tour through Ireland is going to take in total?”
The blonde frowned. “Our tour through England took about a month in total.”
Kate nodded slowly. “Maybe I should pack more clothes than I initially thought, after all. A month is quite long.”
Nastya stated matter-of-factly. “Four weeks.”
Kate chuckled. “Exactly. Will I have to perform as well, by the way?”
Nastya shrugged. “I am not certain. Papa has so far not stated anything regarding that matter.”
The blonde had soon very efficiently packed the entire content of Kate's wardrobe in a travel bag, leaving the redhead behind gaping. “Natascha didn't exaggerate when she stated you were the most efficient packer out there, Nastya.
"That was very impressive! Where did you learn to do that?”
The blonde blushed softly. “Being physically enhanced does come with its advantages, my love.
"Also, growing up with various siblings and very messy parents has forced me to... adapt to a cleanly, tidy lifestyle.
"Desperatetimescallfordesperatemeasures, as your people rightfully claim.”
Kate felt her heart ache at her lover's words, gently pulling her into a hug, hoping doing so would provide comfort to the older girl.
The lovers fell asleep, cuddled into each other's arms, dreaming of a happy future together.
The next morning, Kate woke up by the first rays of sunlight shining through her bedroom window. She felt oddly melancholic at the thought that this had been her last morning waking up in her own bed for a while.
Next to her, Nastya was still peacefully asleep, one arm draped around the younger girl's body.
Kate carefully removed the arm and grabbed her diary from its hiding, packing it into the travel bag which stood in front of her bed.
For a moment, she pondered whether she should take some reading material with her.
Nastya's trailer wasn't exactly very spacious and she didn't want to be too intrusive by carrying along unnecessary baggage.
The blonde's eyes opened, a smile forming on her face at the glorious sight of her lover who was dressed in her nightgown, long red hair falling loosely over her shoulders, framing her dollish features. “Good morning, Kate. Is something the matter?”
The redhead blinked, her cheeks turning pink. “Good morning, Nastya. I was wondering if it would be alright with you if I'd bring a few books along for our journey.”
The older girl smirked, her left brow and crescent-shaped implant raised suggestively, sending a jolt to the younger girl's groin. “It would be cruel not allowing you to do so, my love.
"I am aware that you are an avid reader and require your reading material as if it was nutrition. Do you not?”
Kate pecked her lover's downy cheek. “Thanks, my love. You know me too well.”
Nastya smiled gently, running her fingers through that silky red hair. “You are most welcome. I do like to think that I do, yes.”
The lovers got up, Nastya went to the bathroom first to get ready while Kate had decided to pack the rest of her necessities that including her favorite books, some of which she wanted to introduce to her lover.
Once Kate was finished getting ready too, the two girls went downstairs for their last breakfast together at the Janeway farm, at least, for the next few weeks.
Beverly and Dee were acting like they were on their honeymoon, completely lost in their own little world, a fact that caused Nastya to chuckle.
Kate bit her lip, shifting in her seat. 'Darn, those chuckles of hers are so erotic. She's giving me a hard time keeping my composure and concentrating on breakfast.'
Kate asked her lover curiously. “What's so funny, my love?”
Nastya remarked, her tone amused. “Your aunt and Dee are acting much as if they were on their honeymoon. They are so immersed in each other.”
Kate cast a glance at the two older women, snickering. “You're right. Oh, my. I wonder if we come over the same way as them, Nastya.”
The blonde, to her surprise, stated. “I would not mind that. The others are aware that we are lovers, so why should we not act as such?”
Kate grinned widely. “You're very right with that. I feel the same. Sadly, the general populace still thinks otherwise regarding this...”
Nastya sighed, her tone dejected. “Indeed...”
After breakfast, the departing bid farewell to those who stayed behind. Beverly had agreed on short notice to accompany the theater as well, leaving Gretchen and Edward Janeway behind at the farm on their own.
Kate felt awful knowing her parents would stay behind alone, but they once more reassured her that it would be fine and she shouldn't worry, or feel guilty.
The young girl had waited for a chance to explore the world, meet new people, go on adventures and the likes for so long, a fact her parents were very well aware of.
In comparison to her older sister, Phoebe Janeway's reasons for wanting to accompany the Voyager theater were of a whole other nature, neither her parents, nor her sister were aware of that, however, and the young girl herself had promised herself to keep it this way, afraid of their reactions would they find out.
Nastya helped Kate carry her heavy luggage, the redhead marveled at the sight of her strong lover who carried those travel bags like it was nothing, her biceps flexing, the implant on her arm shimmering in the sunlight.
Kate licked her lips, daydreaming about teasing the implant with her tongue, kissing it, tasting it... “Kate? Are you alright? Your face appears quite flushed. Do you have sunburn?”
The redhead blinked rapidly, shaking her head.
Her cheeks flushed even more, feeling mortified to have been caught daydreaming once more. “I'm fine, my love. Don't worry. I was just caught up in daydreams again...”
Nastya nodded slowly. They entered her trailer, the blonde stored Kate's bags before closing the door of the trailer thoroughly.
The younger girl blinked at her lover's behavior, asking in bewilderment. “Nastya? Why did you lock the door? Is it customary doing so when you're on the road?”
The blonde shook her head, approaching her lover, her voice dark in arousal, stunning the petite girl. “It is not. However, I do believe it is customary to lock one's door when planning to make love with one's romantic partner. Is it not?”
Before she knew it, Kate found herself on the surprisingly soft bed of her lover, a 6 feet goddess on top of her.
Kate swallowed, greedily drinking in the heavenly sight, her own voice sounded grave when she stated. “It is, yes. I don't wish to be disturbed when spending quality time with you, my love.”
Their lips met in a kiss that turned their minds into mush, their senses taking over. Kate sucked on her lover's plump bottom lip, an action that was rewarded with a sensual low moan from the older girl.
Nastya's hands rode under Kate's skirt, sensually caressing the redhead's inner thighs.
The blonde was about to disrobe her lover from her dress but a soft voice and knocking on the door interrupted them. “Katie, Nastya, are you in there? There's something wrong with Natascha...”
Phoebe's voice cracked, alarming both girls who immediately scrambled up. 'No, this can not be! Not my little Tascha.'
Nastya felt tears brimming in her eyes, running over to the younger girl's trailer.
Kate felt her heart break at her own little sister's tear-streaked face. 'Our journey has not even started yet. I hope Natascha is fine and that Phoebe panicked for no reason.'
Kate who knew how strong the bond between her lover and her little sister's friend was, didn't dare imagine anything serious had happened to the young girl...