Amy listened as she heard footsteps patter up the stairs a few feet from her bedroom door. It was pretty early in the morning.
Within moments Karma stood in the door frame and gave a smile. Her smile quickly made Amy realize the heavy want she had for Karma's lips. Karma took a few steps forward and pulled down at the hem of her shirt.
"So I was thinking maybe we do a real activity today? You know, not sit in bed and just watch tv."
Karma's voice took any amount of tired out of Amy.
"But we are soooo good at watching tv."
Amy motioned for Karma to join her in bed.
"We could do so many different things, come on, I'll even let you pick," Karma stated as she pulled herself under the covers. Amy looked from her face back down to her own hands. it wasn't long before she returned her eyes back to Karma's face though, just so she could allow her peripherals to look at her soft lips.
"Karm, we are already here, no movement required you see?"
"But, but," she pouted, knowing that Amy could never possibly say no to her, knowing that the conversation would end with them doing whatever she wanted too. Amy sat up and looked around the room, then simply back into her eyes.
"If I give in, it'll…I'll…we'll…never do what I want to do."
"Oh, you goof, like we are even discussing this, let's go out to lunch or something."
Amy jabbed her in the rib, and she responded with a short gasp, then a giggle. The noises filled Amy with the satisfaction. Amy went to get out of bed, but was pulled back down. Amy found herself underneath Karma within moments, who was smiling on top of her. Amy was sort of puzzled, but that didn't stop her from checking out all the fine lines of Karma's jawbone, of her cheeks, and of her collar bone.
"Actually, I've had a change of heart, let's do what you want to do."
"Ive never heard you say that before haha," Amy laughs at the thought openly.
It only takes a second for Karma's lips to connect with Amy's. Shocked, and throughly stunned, Amy kisses back, letting her hand cradle the back of Karma's neck.
Karma swiftly puts her one hand on Amy's left shoulder, pinning her down, as if to say, I'm in control.
Amy looses herself at this notion. Karma in control. In the last few weeks, she had suspected that Karma knew what she felt towards her, but Amy couldn't believe she was acting on them.
Amy must have looked stunned because Karma quickly spoke.
"Aims, ya okay? too much?"
Amy could only manage to cough out a soft "yeah."
Karma leaned down onto Amy's lips again, gently leading her left hand across her stomach, lifting up the fabric resting there. Amy pushed her hands onto Karma's hips in response. Karma reached to pull Amy's shirt up and over her head, and Amy leaned up compliantly. When she rested back down, their lips met once again, and suddenly everything felt hot. The room was hot. Her lips were hot. The weight of her on top of her was hot. She was hot.
Amy moved her hand from her hips to her face. She cradled Karma's neck gently. She pulled her face into hers once again, but this time kissed much slower, and softer. A sudden ring of Amy's phone made the two pull apart. Karma got up in hesitation, and grabbed her shirt near the top of the bed. The heat between the two seemed to float away.
"It's Mom," Karma said, almost angry.
"Shit…."
Amy answered the phone only to get yelled at to buy milk before her mother got home in an hour.
"I have to go buy milk. I guess I'll see you later?" It hurt Amy to even think about being away from her.
"You're kidding right? Come on I'll drive."