Sophie was sat across the sofa from Sian. It was the middle of the afternoon and the TV was playing some nondescript murder programme. Or it might have been Doctors. No one was paying attention. Sian was flicking through a magazine and had paused briefly as something had grabbed her attention. Sophie could tell as Sian's forehead had crinkled a little and she had lifted her head, slightly squinting her beautiful blue eyes. Must be interesting Sophie contemplated.

Sian's hair was tied back except for a few strands that hung down, gently framing her face. Sophie leaned her head against the back of the sofa and looked at her girlfriend out of the corner of her eye; she didn't want to make her leering too obvious.

Sophie sighed to herself, she really couldn't believe they were together. She was so happy, Sian was beautiful, intelligent, funny, caring.. all those soppy things, and two weeks ago, they had slept together for the first time. And that, well... That, was totally amazing. Sophie couldn't translate it into words. Thinking about it melted her brain. That's how hot it was. But it had also caused Sophie a new problem. If Sian was constantly on her mind before two weeks ago, well, let's just say she was glad her exams were over otherwise she would have recounted the event on paper for the examiners to read a few hundred times over.

Sophie couldn't think of anything else, Sian's lips, Sian's hands, Sian's fingers.. what Sian's fingers could be doing instead of turning the pages of that magazine-

Sophie closed her eyes and reminded herself to breath. As amazing as all these feelings were, the tension constantly rising within her was freaking Sophie out. She had no one to talk to about it. She certainly wasn't going to talk to Rosie about it, and she had no idea how she was supposed to bring it up with Sian who, as it appeared, was easily able to switch it on and off. Which just infuriated Sophie even more. Maybe Sian didn't want her as much?

Sophie focused again on Sian's brilliant blue eyes still deeply engrossed in the magazine. Nah, I know how much she wants me. If those txts are anything to go by...

Sian had gotten into the habit of txting Sophie before bed to let her know how much she wanted to be in bed with her, and what she would like to do if that were the case. Sophie enjoyed it, however much it worked her up just as she was trying to sleep. The main problem was, Sophie couldn't just kiss Sian whenever she wanted, they both had to make sure there were no prying eyes to catch them out. They couldn't even be totally honest on the phone just in case someone was listening. It was doing Sophie's head in. What she would give to be able to walk down the street holding Sian's hand. Instead they had to wait for private moments like this one, the odd occasion when they could be alone to be able to show each other affection.

As soon as Sophie had got to Sian's moms in Southport, Sian had thrown her against the wall and kissed her so passionately Sophie thought the bottom was going to fall out of her world. It was good, very good, but it was like all their passion and emotion for each other had to be felt within confined moments, locked away from the rest of the world, and it felt weird to have to do that. How they were sitting now, legs overlapping and occasionally reaching out to hold each other's hand was on a time limit. Only until Sian's mom got back. Always only until.

Sophie let out another sigh and stared forwards at the TV. It was definitely Murder She Wrote. She felt so pent up, she wanted to just be able to sit with her girlfriend and not feel like, if they didn't do anything right now, then God knows when they'd have the next opportunity. It shouldn't be like that, but then she did want Sian all the time. They'd only seen each other three times since two weeks ago, they had spoke every day on the phone and spent ridiculous money on txting, but she supposed that was another problem, Sian lived miles away and she wanted to see her all the time!

It was hard.

Sian nudged Sophie's shin with the bottom of her foot. "You ok babe?" She had looked up from her magazine and seen Sophie deep in thought.

Sophie breathed out, "I'm thinking".

"Oh, right". Sian folded the magazine and threw it on the coffee table. She leaned on her hand off the arm of the sofa. "Is something wrong?"

There was a slight pause, Sophie didn't look at Sian she just kept looking forwards. "How'd you know?"

Soph was being avoidy which wasn't like her at all. Sian furrowed her brow as she glanced at the TV. "It's Miss. Marple Soph. And you've done nothing but stare at it for the last ten minutes".

Sophie smiled a little. "Well, what's wrong with that?"

Sian shrugged. "Nothing", she gained a grin herself, "but you could be watching me".

Sophie put her head back and tilted it towards Sian, she favoured her with an exasperated look and gently shook her head. "Don't" she murmured.

She wasn't expecting that. Sian sat forwards and put her hands over Sophie's thigh; she didn't want to spend the day with an upset girlfriend, not when Sophie had to go home later. "Soph, talk to me".

The concern in Sian's voice cracked Sophie; she was being stupid. She was wasting this time with her girlfriend by worrying about things she couldn't change. Or at least, couldn't change just yet. She needed to change the mood.

Sophie stared at Sian and smiled widely. God she was gorgeous, especially in what she was wearing. That certainly wasn't helping Sophie to keep her dirty mind at bay. She considered this for a moment. "Sian, why do you have to wear that shirt?"

Sian looked down at her slightly baggy check shirt and then back up at Sophie, "it's only a baggy shirt Soph-"

"That's the problem!" Sophie interjected, "you look totally hot in it".

Sian grinned as Sophie went a faint reddish colour and refused to look at her. In fact, right then Soph was making a dedicated effort to look anywhere but at Sian.

Sophie was really having trouble keeping her desire at controllable levels and she was really wishing she hadn't decided to wake Sian up that morning by kissing her from the base of her spine to the top of her neck. As Sophie had reached just behind her girlfriends ear Sian had rolled over and, even though not fully awake had began a very passionate kiss. By the end of it Sian was just about awake but Sophie, who had been awake for some time imagining all kinds of things, was ready to take things to the next level. Of course however Sian's mother had called them for breakfast and so the moment had gone, and although they had some time now, Sophie really didn't want the afternoon to be interrupted as the morning had been. She needed to get her mind off it.

Sian though was in a mischievous mood and needed to distract Sophie from whatever was getting to her. She had a plan. She was grinning from ear to ear; she had no idea Sophie liked the shirt so much and made a mental note of it. "And is that not a good thing?" Sian asked innocently.

Sophie knew what Sian was doing, but she didn't know how to get her to stop without it coming out wrong and Sian taking offense. Maybe you should just give in she thought, you know Sian always gets her way. Sophie looked at Sian and grinned, yeh, her mind continued, you're powerless. "It's a very good thing," Sophie started, "but it puts ideas in my head".

"Oh yeh.." Sian replied, "what ideas?"

"Like what I couldn't finish this morning".

Sian was sitting back against the sofa, playing with the corner of a cushion as her eyes travelled up and down Sophie's body, silently contemplating how she'd like to repay Soph for her pleasurable wake-up call. "That's the best way I've ever been woken up" she said quietly. Her eyes found Sophie's.

Sophie raked her hand through her hair, "I'd wake you up everyday like that if I could". She grabbed the arm of the sofa as if to steady herself as she felt her breathing getting heavier. Sophie closed her eyes momentarily to try and regain some composure. She was getting more turned on by the second.

Sian could visibly see the effect she was having on Soph, and it only fuelled her own desire more, she wanted Sophie's lips, everywhere. She needed to show Sophie that she was having the same effect on her. Sian moistened her lips and sat forwards allowing her to slide her hand along the inside of Sophie's thigh. Sian swallowed her emotion back before she spoke.

"I want you Soph" she whispered, "you don't know what you do to me".

Sophie rested her head back again and closed her eyes. She literally couldn't move. What I do to you! She exclaimed inwardly. "Your mom will be back-"

"Not for ages".

Sian's movement on the sofa caused Sophie to open her eyes. Sian got up on her knees and straddled Sophie, her eyes were full of intent and her face had an expression that Sophie had never seen before, urgency? Need? Desperation? Sophie wasn't sure and she didn't much care. It was hot.

Sian leaned in and briefly kissed Sophie. She pulled her head back after the kiss but didn't move her head away more than a few inches. Sian's hands roamed over Sophie's torso and rested on the set of buttons holding Sophie's shirt together. Sophie could hear Sian's shallow breaths and knew she was worked up.

"I want you to kiss me", Sian began as she slowly undid the first button. Sophie just listened, her hands now resting on the underside of Sian's thighs and her mouth slightly open as her breathing was quickly escalating. Sian had never done this before and Soph was totally overwhelmed by it. In a very, very good way.

Sian's voice was low, "I need you to touch me". She made eye contact with Sophie as she worked on the second button. "I want to feel your body.." Sian kissed her again, slowly, "all over mine".

Sophie was mesmerised. Her body was on fire but she couldn't move. Her eyes remained on Sian's face and her lips didn't move as they were kissed.

Sian got to the third button, "and your hands.." she popped the button and then found Sophie's hands and rested hers on top of them. Sophie swallowed involuntarily as Sian moved Soph's hands from the sides of her legs and round to the top. Sian stopped the one hand but carried on moving the other, very slowly to the inside of her thigh. Sophie was trembling.

"..and your fingers", Sian closed her eyes and took a breath moaning quietly in the process, "your fingers Soph" she whispered, "I want them in me" she leaned down and kissed her chastely again. "Now".

Sian opened her eyes and Sophie's darted to meet them. Sian looked deep into her and Sophie suddenly remembered to breath. Sophie gasped, "stop talking" and quickly moved to engulf Sian in a passionate kiss.

Sophie pushed her tongue into Sian's mouth who happily invited it. Sophie's heart was beating so rapidly she thought her chest might explode. Sian pushed her weight down onto Sophie's lap and fought against Sophie who was pushing up from the sofa, both eager to gain control.

Sian grabbed Sophie's face so there was no hope of her breaking the kiss, and Sophie venomously worked the front of Sian's jeans trying desperately to get them open. As Sophie popped the top button Sian sat up a little in order to grant her better access, still not breaking the kiss.

Sian's head was a whirlwind of emotions, she didn't care where she was or who might see all she wanted was her girlfriend to make love to her. She had been absolutely gagging for it since that morning in bed and had been waiting for Soph to make the first move. It was crazy how much she thought about Sophie; thought about kissing and touching her and just like now, how Sophie might touch her back. It drove her wild. She needed her more than anything, she just hoped Sophie knew it.

Sophie had begun sucking on Sian's neck and her other hand was feverishly rubbing at the back of Sian's neck, holding her as close as she could get her.

Sian's mind vaguely picked something out. It caused her to pause.. What was..?

"..girls, are you in?" someone shouted from the porch.

Mum!

Sophie sat bolt upright on the sofa, pulling her legs under her and looking over her shoulder at the door as Sian toppled off Sophie's lap and onto the floor. The living room door opened and Sian's mom entered overloaded with shopping bags. Sian shot up off the floor and had fastened her jeans, really quickly in Sophie's opinion, and had gone right over to her mom to pick up some bags.

"Hey mam-"

"I thought you girls would be out, it's not a bad day outside".

"Nah" Sian started off towards the kitchen, "we decided to stay in".

Sophie was dazed, she had gone totally blank and was completely sure her face was all red and her hair a total mess.

"Ooo!" Sian's mom said as she put her hand on the back of the sofa, "is that Midsummer Murders?"

Sophie managed to get her bearings, "uhmm" she swallowed, "I dunno".

"Have you not been watching it?"

Blank.

"Cup of tea mam?" Sian was at the door.

Saved. Sophie closed her eyes.

"That'd be lovely, oh let me help you put those things away". She scuttled off and took Sian with her.

Sophie took one deep, long, attempt at a relaxing breath. She leaned her head over to the arm of the sofa and rested her forehead on it.

This wasn't on.

What if she had been 10 minutes later? And how did Sian manage to switch it off so easily? Sophie's mind was on overload.

What if she comes in here now with a cup of tea, sits on this sofa and tries to talk to me? Surely she'd know!

Surely she'd pick up on the heightened levels of arousal coursing through the air that was threatening to tip Sophie over the edge at this very second. Sophie looked up. She panicked.

Can't do it.

Sophie got off the sofa and grabbed her jacket.

"Sophie are you alright?" Sian tugged on her arm; suddenly appearing from nowhere. Sian suddenly looked very worried. A far cry from the expression that graced her beautiful features 5 minutes ago. "What you doin?" Her tone was gentle and very concerned. Her face was adorable.

It made Sophie feel even worse. She zipped up her coat. "I've gotta go".

"Now?" Sian was doing a remarkable job of keeping her tone low.

"I'm sorry", Sophie whispered, her eyes filling up, "it's not you. It's really not. I've just gotta go".

Sophie pulled herself out of Sian's grip and opened the door to the porch. "Thanks Mrs. Powers I'll see you soon".

Sian's mom came bumbling in with three mugs of tea. "Oh are you-"

Sophie left.

"-going?"

Sian was silent. Her face had fallen.

"She left in a hurry" her mom continued.

"Yeah". Sian had no idea what that was about. Had she gone too far? Was she coming on too strong? Soph did want her, didn't she? Sian was panicking. What am I supposed to do now?

Her mother regarded her. "Did you want your tea?"

After a few moments Sian turned to face her mom with a mock happy expression. She had become very good at hiding what she was feeling, from everybody but Sophie. At least, that was what she thought...Naw, Soph knows me inside out, doesn't she?

Sian looked at her mother, "yeah. Thanks".