The room was filled with darkness, the only source of light coming from the television that sat on the desk in front of the bed. Some kind of sci-fi movie marathon was on. It was about a robot assassin that was sent back into the past to kill the protagonist. You didn't really catch the rest of the plot though, as you quickly lost interest in the movie. Instead, your focus was mainly on your girlfriend, who you were happily cuddled up to under the blankets.

Fareeha sat upwards with her back against the headboard and was currently invested in the book she was reading. You laid partially on top of her, admiring her exposed smooth skin and muscles. You were thankful that she wore nothing but a sports bra and a pair of boxers, because it allowed you to slowly caress her fairly toned abs.

Exploring your lover's body wasn't a new thing for you, and despite your low sex drive (or slight lack of one), it wasn't something that made you uncomfortable either. However, tonight was for some reason just a bit different. You couldn't stop yourself from feeling almost every inch of her, and you didn't want to either. Reaching up, you brushed your fingers along her very toned arms, up to the curve in her neck, and then back down to her stomach, stopping just below her chest. A soft yet shaky sigh escaped your lungs as you admired the security guard's form.

"Habibti," Fareeha spoke, her gaze shifting away from her book and down at you, "you're very handsy tonight." She chucked, clearly basking in the attention you were giving her upper body.

You blushed, the red color on your face only deepening when you looked up to meet her gaze. You couldn't help but to study her face, your eyes scanning and lingering over every inch of it. Her perfect dark hair fell freely down to her shoulders, and her bangs casually swooped down across her forehead. Her chocolate colored eyes drew you in, and you found it extremely difficult for you to avert your eyes in a different direction.

Fareeha put her book down, her eyes still glued onto you. Her hand reached down and threaded its way through your hair, gently massaging your scalp. "Are you alright, love?" She softy giggled. "You seem to be spacing out."

As she spoke, you couldn't help but to fixate on her lips next. You wanted nothing more than to place your own onto hers and just kiss her as slow and passionately as possible. You weren't an experienced kisser, seeing that you've only been in one or two relationships in the past. They never lasted long regardless, since your sexuality was a common deal breaker. But, not only did Fareeha have attractive features and was extremely skilled with those lips, but she accepted you for who you were (you were even surprised when she asked you out for a second date even after disclosing your sexuality with her), and the thought of that alone filled your heart with a sudden warmth.

You lifted yourself up, propping your body up with your elbows resting on the mattress. The security guard raised an eyebrow and you could almost hear a faint whimper escape her lips at the sudden loss of warmth that your body provided. You moved in and kissed her cheek as an apology to compensate for the lack of heat.

"I'm fine." You whispered against her chocolate colored skin. "Just thinking about how much I love you, that's all." You confessed, blushing even more.

"Yeah?" Fareeha chuckled once more, but she also reached a hand out to caress the side of your face. "Well then, it's a good thing I love you too." She smiled, and promptly captured your lips with her own in a chaste kiss.

Your head involuntarily tilted, craving more touch from your girlfriend's soft hand. Her palm stroked the side of your face in a loving manner before you felt it slide down your neck and eventually down to your sides. The kiss you two shared soon after became more passionate and you somehow found yourself straddling Fareeha's lap, your own hands gently clasping her face.

You felt Fareeha's soft tongue poke at your bottom lip, asking to be let in to meet with yours. Permission was easily granted when you parted your lips enough for the smooth muscle to explore your mouth. You moaned, feeling a somewhat unfamiliar sensation bubbling up in your lower abdomen. It wasn't an unwelcoming thing though.

The movie and Fareeha's book were both long forgotten as you heard the hard-covered object fall off the bed and hit the ground. The action was caused by your lover, who flipped you over so that she was completely on top of you. Your lips refused to part from one another as you continued to kiss, your lips now slightly swollen from constantly being nipped at.

Things only escalated from there as Fareeha's hands roamed farther down your body. She lifted one of your legs up and placed it somewhat over her back. She then placed her upper thigh between your legs, causing you to moan once more. That sensation you felt earlier was rapidly increasing at an uncontrollable pace, and it only got more intense once you felt the security guard plant a mix of gentle and harsh kisses along your neck and jaw.

Your body shook, and your breathing was unstable. Your mind was conflicted as you pondered on whether or not you wanted things to continue as they were. Everything was happening too fast for your liking and you were unable to process everything properly.

Sure, you and Fareeha have made out before, but because of the boundaries you had set for the relationship, you two have never gotten very intimate. However, you've thought about it during the span of your relationship. The more you were with Fareeha, the more your feelings for her grew and the more you found new and sudden urges begin to arise. The only reason you hadn't discussed the possibility of taking things to the next level with your girlfriend was because you were too scared to do so.

You were scared that once you took that next step in the relationship, she'd leave you as soon as she'd gotten what she wanted. You were afraid that she was only dealing with you for this long so that she could earn your trust and then leave once everything was said and done. Maybe she was even seeing other girls and was waiting for you to finally open up to her, just so she could add you to the list along with the other girls that she potentially saw on the side. Even though Fareeha had promised you that she would never do such a thing and wouldn't hurt you like how your previous lovers had, the thought of it alone still worried you.

Luckily, Fareeha had noticed your change in demeanor and heard you whimper from under her, and not in a pleasurable way. She lifted herself off from you, and her worried expression turned to one of fear once she witnessed you practically shivering in fear.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" She hurriedly asked. "Did I do something wrong? Am I going too fast for you?"

You tried to calm yourself down enough to answer, but your anxiety wasn't letting up. Your breathing became shallower as you tried to fight back the tears that were threatening to form.

"Hey, hey it's okay." You faintly heard your girlfriend's voice ring in your ear as she took you in her arms. "I'm here, you're safe." She repeated in a hushed manner as she gently stroked your hair. Feeling her fingers thread through your hair and gently massage along your scalp helped to soothe you, and after a few minutes had passes, you managed to completely calm yourself down.

You were embarrassed by your actions, concerned about how much of a hindrance this must have been to the Egyptian. With a small peep like sound, you gently pushed yourself away from her grip, unable to look her in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." You meekly apologized. Your throat was suddenly dry, so your voice was a bit scruff.

Fareeha cocked her head in confusion. "For what? You didn't do anything wrong."

You shook your head in disagreement. "I love you Fareeha, I really do, but I'm scared about taking things to the next level. I like our dynamic and what we have, and I'm always eager to discover and try new things with you, but what if this messes things up?"

Fareeha stared at you blankly for a moment, and you automatically thought the worst. What if you had upset her with what you said?

The security guard crossed her legs and placed a finger under your chin, having you finally look up at her. A faint smile had formed on her face as she looked lovingly into your eyes.

"Babe," she started, "something like that would never cause a rift between us. You don't have to worry about something like that."

"I know, but-"

The finger on your chin moved to your lips. "It's okay to be scared, and I don't blame you for worrying about something like that. We don't have to go that far if you don't want to or if it makes you uncomfortable." Next, her hand moved to caress your cheek. "I can go the rest of my life without it as long as I'm with you." Finally, a brief kiss was planted on your lips to emphasize her point.

Your heart swelled at her words. Her reassurance instantly helped to ease your anxiety even more. Pulling away from her lips, you hugged your lover tightly, her muscular arms wrapping around your waist as she gently rubbed your back.

"You're too good to me." You whispered, tightening your grip on her. "What did I do to deserve you?"

"I should be asking you that same question."

You smiled and burrowed your face into the crook of her neck.

The two of you sat like that for a few more minutes before Fareeha decided that you should call it a night. You agreed, suddenly feeling a wave of fatigue course through your body. You ungripped yourself from the darker skinned woman and laid yourself next to her, all while Fareeha pulled the blanket over both of your bodies. She took you in her arms again as she positioned herself to be the big spoon, and wished you a good night, stealing a few kisses and claiming her love for you once more.

It wasn't long before she fell asleep. You were still awake though, your mind still processing your feelings towards her. With everything that had occurred earlier, you still had your doubts, but they weren't as strong and persistent as they were before.

You shuffled in your girlfriend's arms, turning so that you could face her sleeping form. Her breathing was light, and she looked even more beautiful as she slept peacefully. You couldn't help but to snuggle closer to her, placing a chaste and soft kiss on her lips. She unconsciously held you tighter, as if she was afraid to let go of you, or that you'd slip away if she did. Despite there not being any signs of danger in the quiet house, you automatically felt safe and protected in her arms.

It was clear to you now that you were in fact ready to become more intimate with Fareeha. Maybe it was time for the two of you to sit down and discuss the topic in-depth, you thought. But for now, you decided to let the thought go for the night, and to finally get some rest.