A Date with Confession [for Daaharu]

For the first time in her life, Mikayla was at a loss for how to express herself to another human being.

She stood at the foot of Fallon's apartment building, hands clasped at her stomach and fidgeting with her purse, which, according to Fallon, was going to be opened plenty tonight to pay for the date she had won in their match. Fallon had mentioned to her on the phone that they would be going to a nice restaurant, though not exactly one where a girl had to pull out her evening gown and expensive jewelry. Still wanting to look nice, since it technically was a date and...well, she did want to impress Fallon, Mikayla had opted for a comfortable, metallic gold dress fit for a "girls' night out" situation and a pair of strappy silver heels that matched her nail polish. Knowing Fallon liked her legs so much had compelled her, a bit self-consciously despite her usual confidence, to make sure the dress she picked out showed as much of her legs as possible, falling only to her upper thigh. She had thought, and it was probably silly, that the way she dressed for the date could say more to Fallon than the words that Mikayla was having trouble deciding on. Frankly, she didn't know what to say to Fallon at all, and it all stemmed from their match a few nights before and how Mikayla had felt in the aftermath.

The night after the match, Mikayla hadn't had any problem with a wandering mind. She had been so exhausted from the match and from being knocked out once and nearly knocked out two more times that she had slept like a baby until well on in the afternoon of the next day. The next night, and to a lesser extent, every night since, had been a different story. Over the course of the following day, Mikayla had thought back on the match time and time again, partially because it had been so exciting and was worth remembering for the rest of her life and partially because...well, because of what had happened at the end of the match. During the day, she had been distracted enough that, every time she had felt that unexpected craving, it had rapidly slipped away. That night, when it had just been Mikayla and her dark bedroom, she had ended up lying on her back, sweating, and rolling as she replayed Fallon sitting on her face again and again in her head and as her body reacted the same way it had when Mikayla had been underneath her friend at the time.

She didn't understand it, because she had never had...feelings for a woman before or, so far as she had analyzed the women around her, been attracted to one. It wasn't so much that Mikayla could not understand how she could possibly be so into Fallon that she was lying awake at night; just because she had spent most of her life dating guys didn't mean she couldn't set her eyes on an amazing woman. It was just...why...was it that the thought of Fallon literally using her face as a chair for her ass turned Mikayla on so much? Even thinking about it in that way now as she waited for Fallon, the blonde had to shift and clear her throat not to become heated from even the mention. But she had been shoved nose-deep into Fallon's rear end, something that she didn't see herself ever enjoying, and it had set her on fire. And she'd had similar reactions when Fallon had put her in different holds that had left her completely helpless. Was she just that obsessed with Fallon dominating her with her toned body?

And if that really was the case, how the heck did she explain that to Fallon?

She knew that she had to at some point during their date, but she had no idea how, and that was driving her crazy. And she wasn't going to have any more time to decide... She spotted Fallon coming out of the building, and after pursing her lips nervously for a moment, she threw her hand up to wave her friend over.

Fallon was practically bursting with excitement as she got ready for her date with Mikayla. She bounced around enthusiastically, putting on just a tiny bit of makeup in the bathroom, then sprinting through her apartment back to the closet in her bedroom to pick out a different pair of shoes. She wanted everything to be perfect, and she intended for everything to be perfect. Nothing was going to be out of place tonight. Although they had only known each other a week, it was obvious that Fallon and Mikayla were a great fit together.

That was Fallon's thought on the matter, anyway. Thinking about Mikayla made her heart beat quicker, and made her face turn a light pink. She was more attracted to Mikayla than she had been to anyone for a long time. The funny thing was, though, that she didn't feel like she necessarily needed to have sex with Mikayla right away, the way she had felt about so many other girls recently. Maybe it was because of the mixed signals she was getting from Miakyla about her receptiveness to that sort of thing. Or maybe she just felt so comfortable with Mikayla that sex-while it would be nice-was just not necessary.

Fallon shook her head and scoffed as she would put on the finishing touches to her wardrobe. She shouldn't be thinking about all these crazy things right now. She should just be focusing on having a good time with Mikayla tonight. She slipped on a pair of red heels and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a thin, canary yellow dress that came down to her mid-thigh, with a brown leather belt cutting across her awesome abdomen and a light black jacket on top of it. She had a few red bracelets to complete the look, and she felt pretty great. Looking at the clock, she saw that it was already time to go. She hurried outside and found Mikayla waiting for her.

"Heeeey!" Fallon would say, waving her hand, her bracelets jangling against each other as she would find Mikayla and walk up to her, giving her a hug once she got close enough. "How's it going, Mikki? Ready to treat me to a nice meal? You look amazing, by the way!"

Whatever Mikayla ended up saying to Fallon tonight, she wasn't going to betray it at the very beginning of their date. With her usual rustic charms, she called back to the brunette with a big smile on her face. "Hey! Hurry it up, I've got money to spend on you!" Mikayla didn't mind one bit opening her purse for Fallon, since she had won their match fair and square and she probably would have done it to treat her friend to something nice after her victory, anyway. In fact, the date itself, she was looking forward to. They would have an amazing time, as similar as they were. It was just this weight on Mikayla's mind that put a damper on anything.

That Fallon looked gorgeous as she walked up in her striking dress and heels did not exactly help the situation, Mikayla swallowing a bit heavily as she studied the brunette from head to toe. She again made a quick recovery, smiling brightly as the two of them embraced. Again, she had to cast any intruding memories from her mind before they pulled back from one another. This was going to be complete torture if it kept distracting her...but, she let herself get lost in rambling. That always seemed to work, and she could ramble for days. "Thank you!" She gave a little twirl in place, posing with a toe poised coyly once she turned back around, to let Fallon see her dress. "You look amazing, too. You gotta show me where you got those heels..." She did really...really love the heels, but then, she loved most heels. "But yeah, it's going great! Feeling a little recovered from you wearing me out the other night," she said, with a wink. With the generous use of makeup, she had made sure to get rid of any circles under her eyes from the dozen or so hours of sleep she had lost. She held up her purse. "As long as you don't want me to buy you a yacht, I should have enough to keep us all covered."

She wondered briefly, since Fallon seemed so at ease and casual, if her friend had even thought about the way they had ended the match the other night. Maybe, to her, sitting on another woman's face was commonplace, especially in a wrestling match. She had no way of knowing how Mikayla had felt, considering the blonde had been able to do nothing but moan and squeeze at her friend's thighs before passing out. It made Mikayla wonder more if she should even bring it up... To Fallon, it could have just been another match, even if it had seemed like Fallon had been flirting with her ever since they had met. Too many things to think about...

So she put them aside, and motioned her head towards the roadside. "So I, uh, called about the limo, but the guy only spoke Japanese and it didn't...go well. And then I found out that, in Japan, they have some really neat car-thing that isn't like a limo we have in the States, but it's still...sort of a limo?" She grinned expectantly, pointing towards a black car nearby, keeping the company of a Japanese woman in a suit. "So that's what we ended up with....and I thought it was really cute. And cool."

A lot of thoughts were floating through Fallon's mind, too, but she focused herself and made sure that she wasn't going to get sidetracked or distracted by them. She didn't know exactly what Mikayla's situation was yet, even if she had seemed receptive to Fallon's flirting at first, and the Californian was not about to be too forward and ruin things between them. They were too awesome not to hang out all the time. With any luck, something would happen, but Fallon would play it cool and not say anything too damning, lest she potentially scare Mikayla off.

"I'm comin', I'm comin'," Fallon would reply, sticking her tongue out at Mikayla as she hurried over to greet the blonde girl. She gave Mikayla a tight hug, squeezing her a little, feeling the blonde's breasts press against her own again. She pulled away before Mikayla could feel her nipples get a little harder. The little spin that Mikayla did, before she posed in her pretty dress, didn't make things easier for Fallon, who had to repeatedly tell herself not to just jump on the blonde and drag her back upstairs for some sexy time.

Fallon chuckled when Mikayla mentioned their match of a few nights before. It had been an awesome match. Probably the best that Fallon had ever had. The fact that it was with a girl who she just knew she would be best friends with made it all the more fantastic. Sitting on Mikayla's face...well, there was no doubt that that had been incredible, too. "I had to spend a few nights recovering, too. I've been sleeping like a baby trying to rest up after all of that!"

When Mikayla pointed to the Japanese woman standing next to the car, Fallon grinned and stepped forward again, slipping her arm between Mikayla's and Mikayla's body so that they could hook their arms together to walk. Fallon snickered impishly. "Looks great! Let's get going! I'll give the driver instructions on how to get there."

Mikayla only grinned like she understood completely when Fallon mentioned sleeping like a baby for the past few nights. It was clear that she wasn't having the same problem with wandering thoughts keeping her up until all hours, or if she was, she was not exactly admitting to it, the same as Mikayla. Of course, Fallon had been the one on top at the end of their match... Mikayla couldn't be sure if the one sitting got as much of a, uh, vivid experience as the person who acted as the seat. Urgh...she needed to stop thinking of herself as the seat. Her body was going to go crazy, and she was barely overcoming how distracted she was already.

Fortunately, they were ready to get moving on the date, and Mikayla wouldn't have to worry about being alone with her own thoughts while they were on their way to whatever restaurant Fallon had picked out to burn her money. She would enjoy the night, even as much as was on her mind.

"Yeah, I'm sure you've got plenty of ideas on how to use our time, and my money, that'll be better than us just standing on a sidewalk," she teased, lightly. Accepting Fallon's arm as her friend slipped it into hers, the blonde trotted along to their chorus of clicking heels towards the car, and the driver stepped over and opened the door with the warm greeting that Mikayla had come to greatly appreciate from most strangers during her time in Tokyo. As the pair of them slipped into the back seat, Mikayla slid across and straightened out her dress as she settled into the seat. She set her violet eyes on her friend, instantly digging for some small talk. "Hey! What kind of music do you like? I don't think I got the chance to ask you yet." Her fingers moved to the expansive sound system set before them and fiddled with the dial.

Fallon would pull Mikayla pretty close as they walked to the car she had hired, their heels clicking against the pavement. Fallon enjoyed the rhythmic tip-tip-tapping sound, and was glad she had decided to dress up a little more. She couldn't believe how great Mikayla looked, too, with those long, strong legs on full display with her thigh-length dress. Whether in spandex workout gear or in a cute party dress, Mikayla could not help but look good.

"I do! I have, like, tons of ideas on how to spend your money. We'll try to work through the whole rookie signing bonus that you got!" Fallon would tease, sticking her tongue out and nudging Mikayla lightly in the side. Fallon would open the door for her blonde friend and let Mikayla slide in first, before sliding in next to her, bumping her hips up against Mikayla's. "Naw, I'm just kidding. I've got a really great restaurant to go to. Just wait and see!" she grinned, showing a big mouth full of pearly white teeth to her friend.

Fallon would lean forward, explaining to the driver where they were going. She seemed to know the place that Fallon had in mind, and, with just a little further direction, the car would slide out into the roadway and start heading in the right direction. "Cool, we've got, like, maybe ten minutes or so now," Fallon would say as she turned back to Mikayla.

"Music? Well, I like a lot of stuff...I've been getting into a lot of, like, J-Pop and K-Pop recently. Back home, I listened mostly to pop, classic rock, some other random songs...I usually just listen to stuff that I hear around that I like the sound of," Fallon would explain. "What about you, Mikki?"

Mikayla feigned a look of defeat when Fallon told her what was going to happen to her rookie signing bonus. "Okay, fine! But when I've got no money for rent and have to live in a cardboard box somewhere, you're not gonna hear the end of it, I'm telling you!", she teased, poking a finger into Fallon's shoulder. Admittedly, the signing bonus was really really good, so unless Fallon really did want that yacht that Mikayla had mentioned, she could probably buy Fallon half of Tokyo tonight... not that she would tell Fallon that. She would just have to be happy with whatever restaurant it was that she had already picked out! "I believe you! I just better be able to get my steak and shrimp." She winked again as they slid into the back seat, Mikayla swallowing again just slightly when she felt Fallon's hips against her own. Oh...right, the limo brought them awfully close...and Fallon really smelled good.

Mikayla bode her time fidgeting with the little TV and radio between the seats as Fallon explained to the driver where they were going, which gave her entirely too much time to get back to thinking on how she was going to tell Fallon about her last few nights. Blabbering about something like that in the limo didn't seem the thing to do, even if the front seat and the back seat could be separated. It sounded like it was going to have to be at the restaurant then...or maybe after they'd done the whole outing and got back. As Mikayla considered the best bet, she found herself staring at Fallon leaned up in the seat to talk to the driver, taking in her friend's body looking absolutely killer in her little dress. Her eyes quickly darted to her own feet.

Thankfully, she recovered when Fallon turned back to talk about the music thing. Mikayla nodded along until Fallon returned the question. "Yeah, I've been trying more of the J-Pop and K-Pop stuff lately too, for obvious reasons." She smiled and shrugged. "But I've always been mostly into rock and bits and pieces of everything else when it's just to good not to like or good to dance to. And, uh...video game soundtracks?" At the mention, her mouth spread into a cheeky grin. "I like my video games."

Fallon giggled when Mikayla said that she wouldn't let Fallon hear the end of it once she was out on the street, poking at Mikayla's shoulder with a finger in response to the poking that she was receiving. "Hey, if that happens, you can always come and stay with me, Mikki! We're friends now, you know!" she would say brightly. "You're gonna have to bring your own cardboard box to sleep in, though!"

As far as the restaurant went, Fallon would not tell Mikayla exactly where they were going just yet. She snickered and stuck her tongue out at the blonde as she was leaning forward to talk to the driver. "It's all pickled fish, Mikki! Pickled fish everywhere!" she would say, practically hooting with glee as she teased her friend about the restaurant they were going to. Then, she gave the directions to the drivernot even thinking about how close her butt must be to Mikayla's faceand in seconds they were on their way.

Fallon would soon sit back down, though, and they would get into a discussion about music. Fallon was a big music fan, but she was less into genres or artists and more into specific songs. There were definitely some genres of music that appealed to her more than others, though! When Mikayla mentioned video game soundtracks, Fallon would grin wide and grab at the blonde girl's arm. "Hey, I've got a Wii and about forty games for it in my apartment. You want to, we can totally throw down!" she would challenge teasingly, giggling and shaking Mikayla a little by her arm.

"I've got a bunch of older consoles, too. Most of them are Nintendo." She would shrug. "I've always liked those sorts of games the most, y'know. I've gotten Mario music stuck in my head tons of times!"

"Yeah, I'll bring my cardboard box, and I'll make sure it's big enough to fit your bed in it so I can claim it as my property!", Mikayla continued to tease, when Fallon mentioned that she could come stay with her. The mention of it did get Mikayla thinking... maybe... if she could ever talk to Fallon about how the other night had made her feel, and if she wasn't crazy about how Fallon was after her a little bit, too, maybe they could room together sometime and Mikayla wouldn't have to feel like she was wasting away in her own apartment sometimes with only her family to talk to over Skype when she wasn't out at AFW headquarters. That was getting way ahead of the game... but even that little thought felt like a fantasy that gave her a strange warmth. What the heck was going on with her feelings these days?

Mikayla made a fake retching sound when Fallon said that the restaurant had nothing but pickled fish. That would have been absolutely horrible... "Okay, no, seafood is one thing. Pickled fish is something else completely, and I..." Her thoughts were kicked off the rails when Fallon shifted as she was talking to the driver, her ass now poised towards Mikayla's face and looking...absolutely...mouthwateri-

No, no. She shot her eyes away, to her own legs. Don't get too crazy, Mikayla. Telling her that you were wildly attracted to her when you were half-passed out is one thing... having a need for her to sit on your face in the back of a limo is another... In all honesty, Mikayla thought it might have just come across as weird that she had liked what Fallon had done to her to begin with, since it had never been something she even thought about previously in life, especially considering her few intimate experiences had been with guys. Was it even a weird thing to like? Probably not too weird...but initiating it in the back of a limo? Maybe a little odd, and while she was already immensely fond of Fallon, she didn't exactly know her friend's feelings on the matter.

Fortunately, their small talk resumed, providing Mikayla some much-welcome relief. And at the mention of Fallon's Wii, her face lit up. "Ooooh man...I love my Wii. I had to leave it back in Minnesota when I went to college, so I still don't have it! My family's trying to ship all my stuff here, but it's...slow." And, if it was possible, her face lit up even more when Fallon said they would need to play it sometime. "Oh my gosh, really? You are pretty much my hero for offering that. I need a Wii fix." She made the "I'm watching you gesture" in the space between their eyes, as she fixed hers competitively on Fallon's. "But I'm warning you, I'm gonna kick your butt with some Mario Kart, Fal." She was unable to hold her sinister look, and she broke into laughing, poking the brunette in the side.

Fallon laughed and stuck her tongue out again as Mikayla talked about claiming her bed. "That's not how it works, you big dummy! If you want to sleep in my bed, you're going to have to wait for an invitation!" she said, slugging Mikayla playfully in the shoulder. Of course, if Mikayla wanted an invitation, Fallon would be more than happy to give it to her.

Fallon snickered as she leaned forward to talk to the driver about where they were going to go. Mikayla started to protest Fallon's pickled fish idea, but she cut off abruptly in the middle of her sentence. Fallon didn't really think too much of it. As Fallon settled back down, she wold say: "And what? And you would love to go to an all-pickled fish buffet? Well, that's good! Awesome!"

The car was rolling now, carrying them quickly down the street from Fallon's apartment building, driving straight for several blocks before turning right, traveling down a short side road before then turning left onto a more well-traveled thoroughfare, moving much more quickly now. The increased noise as the car accelerated amongst several other vehicles seemed to form a little bubble for Fallon and Mikayla in the backseat, and it made the brunette very comfortable as she would settle back and listen to Mikayla's boasting about how she was going to beat Fallon in Mario Kart. Fallon laughed and shook her head.

"No way, Mik-kay!" Fallon would retort, before squeaking a little when she was poked in the side. "Hey!" Fallon would make a sudden move, lunging at Mikayla, putting her hands on the blonde's shoulders and half-tackling her in the small confines of the backseat. Fallon would put her weight on Mikayla, grinning as she did. "You've got no chance! I'm going to kick your butt, blondy! You can bet on that!"

Fallon was going to go on, but a clearing of the driver's throat and a stern glance over her shoulder told Fallon that she should probably sit down and buckle her seatbelt. Hurriedly, she would get off of Mikayla and sit down on her own side of the seat, grabbing the seatbelt and buckling herself in with a funny sigh.