Drunk.
Lena is sure she can remember the first time she saw Stef drunk, almost as well as she can remember the first time seeing her naked. Over the course of their 7 months together she'd seen her girlfriend throw back a beer after a hard day, sip at a glass while they were at a party, and even take shots with some friends. But she had never seen her girlfriend completely, undeniably, obliterated.
She was teetering on the edge of sleep, not quite away from the real world yet. The warmth of her fuzzy blanket gave her the only bit of comfort she could feel while sleeping alone. Since their fourth month, sleep had become nearly impossible for either of them if had to be done alone. But she was jarred from her restful thoughts when she heard a small sound. A key in the lock. A grin spread across her face as she remembered the former week and the day they'd spent together, getting keys cut to each other's places. Lena snuggled further into the bed, content to just wait in sleepy bliss for her lover to crawl into bed.
But then she heard it, the sound that tipped her off. It was her loves laugh, but smaller and more childish, followed by a string of mumbled curses. Lena threw back the covers, wrapping her arms around herself as the cold air hit her. Her eyebrow rose as she heard a small commotion coming from the door of her small apartment. Her eyes adjusted to the light as she yawned, leaning against the doorway to her bedroom. She laughed a small laugh as she saw her lover, stood at the door trying to jam her key where there was clearly a dead bolt. Her eyes twinkled with laughter as she took in Stef's disheveled appearance. The thin woman's blonde hair was a wavy mess, clearly having been straightened and then messed with by the weather. Her jeans were slung low on her hips, her top riding up her back haphazardly. Compared to the black uniform she got to see her in so often, it was a nice change and one that had her hoping her lady love would hurry up and get over to her.
"Stef," She breathed, clearing her throat quietly.
The blondes head whipped around quickly, her makeup smudged eyes looking guilty as sin, "Lena," she drawled slowly, whining. "They key won't fit," she pouted.
"Because you're already inside baby."
Stef's eyes narrowed at the key in her hand and her eyes traveled slowly to the deadbolt. A laugh ripped through her as she locked the door. Her laugh quieted as she turned to her lover, stood in the doorway in white silk pajama pants and her coral tank top. More gorgeous than she'd ever been.
"Hi love," she cooed drunkenly, her eyes everywhere but Lena's face, her mouth a sloppy grin.
"Hey baby," Lena laughed, "Did you have some fun with the boys from work again?"
"Mmm," she laughed, running a hand through her long hair, "I did, I did, I did." And Lena thought she'd never been so sexy.
With only a few slight stumbles Stef was in front of her lover, grasping her hips lightly. Lena tried to meet the green eyes in front of her but Stef's eyes were roaming downward, her fingers reaching under the coral shirt as she distractedly hummed a tune.
"Stef," Lena laughed, "Stef," she repeated, cupping her lady's face. "Baby," She said sternly and the green eyes finally met hers. "Let me take you to bed."
Stef smiled sloppily, "That's what I've been waiting to hear all day."
The blonde leaned up on her tippy toes, capturing the dark skinned beauty's lower lip between her own. Even after 7 months they never tired of the feel of each other, it was a sensation neither ever wanted to give up. Lena, who had decided not to take advantage of her lover in the state she was in, slowly melted into the kiss. Her small moan of appreciation spurred Stef on and the kiss became more heated. Hands found skin, lips found necks. The room was filled with sounds from both of them until suddenly the air fell still. Lena drew back from Stef who had grown stiff.
"Babe?"
And suddenly Stef was gone, having sprinted through Lena's room, into the bathroom. She couldn't mistake the sound of Stef's previous meals hitting the porcelain of her toilet. She huffed, turning on her heel and rushing into the bathroom so she could hold back the blonde waves from Stef's face. Kneeling behind her girlfriend, she held her hair and rubbed her back. Once she was sure there was nothing left for Stef to throw up she whispered a few soothing words to her love and went to get a glass of water. Walking into the bathroom with the water in hand Lena saw what she was sure was the most pitiful yet beautiful sight she'd ever seen. Her girlfriend was pale, her head resting on her arms which were folded over the closed toilet seat. A glowing drunken mess.
"So cold," Stef whispered into her arm.
Lena set the glass of water on the floor next to Stef and came to kneel behind her again. Her hands smoother over Stef's sweaty hair and down her clammy back. She reached the hem of the shirt and pulled it over what she was sure was Stef's pounding head. As the shirt hit the floor her arms reached around her lover, settling on the clammy skin of her tight stomach. She leaned her head into Stef's hair, nuzzling her neck and leaving small butterfly kisses.
"I'm never drinking again," she groaned, her hand coming to rest over Lena's.
"Well if you change your mind, I'll be here for you."
Stef managed a weak laugh as she shut her eyes, "I love you so so much."
"I love you too baby."
[A/N] We just had Pride week in my wonderful city and of course, I prided & partied a little too hard, which was my inspiration for this story. I love these characters a lot and would love to continue writing them. I'd like to turn this into a series of one-shots based on Stef & Lena's "first times." If you'd like for me to continue or have any suggestions for some "first times" you'd like me to write about, besides the obvious, leave a review! Thanks!