Metamorphisis

A few candles and low lighting, both to help the mood and get a nice, heady fragrance into the air?

Check.

The radio off, but with Barry White and other hits ready to go on her Spotify playlist?

Check.

That cats safely secured in the bathroom with their beds, just to avoid any needless awkward moments?

Food in the oven, drinks on ice, and a few choice movies ready to go if/when breaks are needed?

Check, check, check.

Valley stood in the middle of the apartment, hands on hips, scanning around the room to make sure everything was in perfect order, including herself. She wore a bathrobe - pink, naturally - that came all the way down to her knees, barefoot, with her hair a little wet from having just been washed. The robe was closed tight, keeping everything underneath out of sight. A present that was waiting to be unwrapped.

Everything was in its place, and there was a place for everything. Now, all she was missing was the final piece - her guest. Kaylee Rush.

Valley stared at the ceiling and took a few quick breaths, stilling her nerves to a hush. She’d already made the call to Kaylee and invited her over for the night, telling her that she was willing to go through with things...and nothing else beyond that. Not about Haley going along with things, not about the dinner, not about any of it. She couldn’t read mind, but she had a feeling that the younger Kaylee would be in for a few surprises when she opened that door.

Kaylee hummed a little to herself as she stood in the elevator, heading up to the top floor, impressed at how well Valley Doll had done for herself, able to afford the penthouse suite in such a fancy and expensive building.

She was surprised she was even here. After defeating Valley via ear nibbling, she had seen how devastated the older blonde had looked, and called off the deal, not wanting to get her Doll while hurting her in the process.

Yet, the woman called her, saying they were on, that she made a deal, and she stood by her word, that she would get her one night with the Doll, and then they "would be done" as she put it.

A night of disspassionate sex, just going through the motions with her fallen idol who now hated her.

What joy. Sexy times indeed.

Still, she had come this far, gone through all this, for this night...might as well go through with it.

She leaned against the elevator wall, adjusting her outfit. She had gone semi-casual, wearing a half button top that still exposed her lower stomach, and a pair of tight jean shorts that barely reached her thighs, and some hgh heeled sandles. While somewhat casual, she still wanted to look good. After all, if this was the last time she could see Valley Doll, she wanted to show off a little, show her what she was missing, not that she would miss it.

Finally the elevator stopped, doors opened, and she stepped out into the hallway. Straight ahead was the only door in the hall, and, after gulping, she reached out and knocked, nervous about the kind of reception she would get.

Valley was nervous. Why was Valley nervous?

Haley was okay with this, a fact she kept reminding herself of, time and again, on constant repeat in her brain. She wasn’t doing anything wrong, she knew that, and this was for the best. Like her would-be wife had said, this was a good thing to get out of her system, would only make their relationship prosper in the long run. It was an itch that needed scratching.

But as she paced about in the apartment, she couldn’t ignore the anxiety. How long had it been since she’d known another woman who wasn’t Haley? Chris Morgan, and that was ages ago. What if it was too weird? What if she couldn’t get used to her, made a mistake or…

No. No, calm down.

Valley ran a hand down her robe, feeling her own curves, taking in the shape of her own body. Age was creeping up on her, but she still had something, could still turn heads. She was certainly enough to attract younger blondes, even though they could easily get women their own age. While she wasn’t sure she was the woman they thought she was, she could get there for one tonight. Be the sexy Valley Doll.

Showtime came soon enough with a knock on the door. Deep breath. In and out. Go.

The Valley Doll that answered the door was a relaxed one, standing there with a hand on her hips and a light smile on her face. She’d pulled back the robe enough to reveal some cleavage and the edge of what she was wearing underneath, a littel tease to keep Kaylee salivating.

She took a moment to run her eyes down the young wrestler’s body, taking in her attire and liking the look. Now that she didn’t have to worry about the temptation, she could take a moment and realize just how pretty Kaylee was, how her body was so slender and supple and begging to be held. No wonder Bubbles had been so eager to have her in the ring. Being so near to Kaylee without being able to indulge would’ve driven her mad.

Valley had a quick chuckle, then opened the door in full, giving Kaylee enough space to walk past. ”Come inside.”

Kaylee felt herself shake a little as she knocked, feeling nervous. What if this was a trick? What if Valleys girlfriend was here, and wanted to fight her? What if Valley was so uninterested that it made it all pointless?

Her mind snapped to attention as the door opened...and her jaw dropped as the older woman came out, clad in a short pink bathrobe, showing a hefty amount of clevage, and a hint or two of somethng lacey underneath.

She was beautiful, every bit as sexy and alluring as when she first laid eyes on her, and Kaylee couldn't help but gawk at her.

Upon Valleys invitation, the teen followed her, coming inside...and promptly gawking again, as she looked around the apartment, the glass patio doors overlooking the Tokyo skyline, the pool, the big screen tv...and then she sniffed something...enticing.

"You...made dinner?"

The gawk was a nice sight to see, confirming that this bathrobe was the right choice. Pink was her color of choice, after all, but she’d been worried that this might be laying it on thick. She was going for a soft seductress sort of look, but wasn’t sure if she could pull it off - it had been so long since she’d had to resort to the tricks. It was good to know they hadn’t gathered too much dust in the past three years.

Carmen did a quick glance outside, making sure that Kaylee hadn’t picked up any annoying Instagramers on her way in, not wanting to start a rumor mill going. The last thing she needed was this to spread out and take a life of its own, after all. It was a private matter, and that was how it would stay.

She closed the door and perked up at Kaylee’s question, surprised for a second, deflating right after with a chuckle.

”I tried to make dinner. Lasagna. I am not the world’s best cook by any stretch of the imagination, so be forewarned.” Valley strolled over and moved past Kaylee, brushing her hand over her pert backside as she passed. Just light enough to make her wonder if it had been accidental or not.

She made her way over to the oven, bare feet padding along the floor and long legs crossed as she went, and bent over to check on the food. Looked about done, almost ready to serve. ”Go ahead and kick your shoes off. Get comfortable.” She looked over her shoulder with a hint of a smile and half-lidded eyes. ”You’ll be here a while.”

The teen let out a small, barely audible gasp, convinced the older woman had just brushed her hand across her butt...she did, right? Must have, on purpose...right?

The teen did as asked, kicking her shoes off in the hall against the wall, enjoying the feel of the soft carpet on her bare feet, catching the look in Valleys eye and the flash of a smile. This was...far more pleasant a greeting than she had been expecting, not that she was complaining. Candles, a set table, clean and luxurious apartment...clearly effort had gone into setting up this evening.

"Oh, well it smells really nice, I bet it tastes great too...wow, look at this place..." She said aloud, looking around the rest of the living room and the glass patio doors. "You can afford this on an AFW salary? I mean, they don't pay us pennies, but damn, this is pretty amazing!"

”Well, we’re about to find out, either way…” Valley clicked the stove off and slipped her oven mitts on, getting them nice and snug. Taking care not to let robe get near anything hot and make this whole experience much less erotic than she was going for, she opened the oven door and pulled the plate out. A few moments later and she had it setting on the counter, nice and steamy.

Kaylee’s last comment got a nice chuckle out of her, though. ”Well, I do a little better than most. Entropy Title and all.” She thumbed over to the belt, which was proudly hanging over the fireplace, gold and gleaming thanks to a recent cleaning. ”But no, you’re right, I couldn’t afford this place. It’s pretty much on my girlfriend’s dime. Ace comes from wealth.”

She slid her mitts off and made her way over the fridge to pull out a bowl of tossed salad, and set it next to the cooling lasagna. ”What about you? Where is Kaylee Rush - rising AFW talent and Valley Doll cosplayer - living it up?”

Ah. The rich girlfriend. Lucky. Kaylee should have guessed, since right next to the shiny Entropy title was the Friction Hardcore belt, hanging over the fireplace in a position of pride. Cute really.

"Oh, I'm just in this two bedroom place in Kawasaki. I'm actually rooming with another Friction gal. Dunno if you know her, Gallium Heart? Cute young thing, really nice butt and legs. Honestly can't believe she's a wrestler. But I didn't want to stay in the cheap little dorm rooms AFW provides, and she was looking for a roommate, and its only a 20 minute train ride, so it works out until I save up for my own place. That cosplay wasn't easy by the way, I wanted to get the tan JUST right."

She giggled a little to herself, enjoying the smell of the food while looking around, clearly taken in by the impressive furnishings. "This place really is great, I couldn't imagine the cost of it. Your girl must really be worth a lot to afford something like this in the heart of Tokyo..." She stopped suddenly, looking at Valley with an expression of confusion. "Wait...does..does she know about this? She...she isn't actually letting you use her place for the night, is she? How the heck did you pull that off?"

Valley perked up at the mention of Gallium, a name she hadn’t expected to hear much of. She’d lost track of the woman in the recent years, but she still remembered her from the stuff with Alicia and Styx and Haley and all that combined craziness. It was good to know she was still active, though Valley wasn’t sure that was for the best - she’d come out of the oven a bit too soon in, Valley’s opinion.

She’d keep that opinion to herself, though. The mood was good. No need to ruin it.

She busied herself with the food, setting up a plate of lasagna for the both of them, and putting them on the table with the bowl and some bottles of water. She knew the inevitable question was coming when she told Kaylee about her girlfriend owning the place, but it brought a sigh from her, all the same. A relaxed happy sigh.

”She and I had a little talk. I learned a few things.” Valley put her chair out and eased herself into it, crossing her legs after a slow sit. ”Came to some interesting conclusions. Sit, we’ll talk about it. I think you’ll like this.”

Ah, now the penny dropped. So they did have a discussion about it. Still...couldn't have been that bad of one, if she was here in Silver Aces home and Valley was in such a good mood.

"That does smell good..." She said, licking her lips...though if it was at the smell of the lasagna or the sight of Valley crossing her smooth legs, was up to Valley to interpet.

She sat down in the chair next to Valley, at an angle so they could still be face to face without a whole table between them. "Yeah, I'm curious...how did the talk go?"