Who's about to see everything Waverly has to offer?

Wynonna

"Whoa!"

Waverly screamed as Wynonna walked in, greeted by a sight she definitely didn't expect. There wasn't anything Waverly could do except vaguely try to cross her legs, but hiding her sex did little to make her feel less exposed.

"Er, Waves," Wynonna said.

"I know!" Waverly said. "Can you let me out?"

"What are you even doing in, wait, no, don't answer that," Wynonna said.

Waverly reddened. She started pulling on the handcuffs even more. If Nicole liked the idea of her tied up and waiting for her to come back, well she couldn't say she hated that idea, but not when her sister was home. They'd do something about that later.

Wynonna walked closer to the bedside. Waverly wriggled and felt the sheets against her back, unable to do anything to cover up even with her sister so close.

Maybe she should just have asked Wynonna to leave. She wouldn't have felt much better knowing that her sister was out there knowing exactly what position she was in though.

Wynonna rummaged in the bedside drawer, embarrassingly close to Waverly's face. Waverly swallowed.

"So where's the key?" Wynonna said.

"What?" Waverly said. "It's just in there. Isn't it?"

"Not that I can see," Wynonna said.

"That's not a funny joke," Waverly said.

"It's not a joke," Wynonna said.

Waverly's eyes widened. Nicole couldn't have taken them with her, could she? She couldn't be stuck like this for however long it took, not now.

And then there was the sound of another car pulling up. Waverly squeaked.

"Please tell me that's Nicole," Waverly said.

Wynonna moved over to the window. Waverly expected it when she shook her head.