She pushed her pant leg up quickly, to see her ankle bandaged in gauze and taped bandages were pretty bloodied up. How could they let me get this as drunk as I was? She tried to make a mental note to look into this tattoo parlour, lucky for them, she never remembered where it was. She carefully removed the tape to reveal the raw inked flesh. She stared at the fresh tattoo; a crescent moon with a star next to it, within the star was a small L. L for her Lena love. She smiled a little, it was kind of sweet but she knew that Lena wouldn't like it.
Lena hated tattoos and piercings that weren't in the ear lobe so when she found out Stef had a bellybutton piercing the first time they were intimate, it was a shock but luckily the sight of her nude girlfriend was enough to quell her distaste for the time being. Even when she eventually brought it up at a non-sexually charged time, Stef lifted her shirt to show her it was harmless and that the damage had already been done long before they had even met. All that was left was for her to accept it and maybe like it. Lena had stared at her girlfriend's long, flat toned stomach for a moment. It was perfect and somehow that offending piercing accentuated the peeking abs. She had reached out to touch the smooth skin, her fingers tracing the definition of her abdomen before landing on the piercing. She felt a familiar sensation in the pit of her core as she continued to stroke her blonde girlfriend's stomach before she decided… Yep, that bellybutton piercing was pretty sexy.
Stef brought her hand up to her hair to scratch her head, maybe this would be the same kind of situation. Maybe she would think it was sexy? Or, maybe, just maybe she would think it was creepy… They hadn't even said they loved each other yet and there she was marked with her girlfriend of 2 months' initial. Stef cursed silently to herself. She figured at this point she had two options; hide it or tell her. She sat in bed debating when she heard a knock at her apartment door. Crap. She had forgotten to reply to Lena in her panic about the tattoo. She quickly pulled her pant leg down to cover the new ink and hopped out of bed, running to the door, in spite of the pounding in her head She yanked it open to find the most beautiful woman standing there… and that woman wasn't happy.
"Stefanie Marie Foster, where have you been? Are you ok? I've been worried sick!" Lena pushed past Stef and stood with her arms crossed over her chest, "I'm not trying to be the controlling crazy girlfriend but I haven't heard from you in like 12 hours and then to find that you're just home, it's… It's annoying, Stef. It's really annoying. You make me crazy sometimes." Lena sighed.
Stef felt guilty, Lena was right. That was a long time to go without responding and she could have called her but instead she was feeling and debating her newest body accessory. "I'm sorry, Lena, really. If it makes you feel any better, this hangover is pretty much the worst punishment a girl can get," said Stef, chuckling nervously, giving her girlfriend an uneasy smile. The curly haired woman shook her head and began to turn away. Stef sighed, running a hand shakily through her long blonde hair before reaching for her girlfriend's hand, drawing her in. Once Lena was close enough, Stef wrapped her arms around her waist and nuzzled into her neck. God, she smelled good. Stef began dusting her long neck with light kisses, "I'm sorry, Lena. I'm really, really, really sorry." Stef couldn't help herself. She knew Lena would want to talk but there was something intoxicating about her that literally made it hard to think rationally sometimes. There was a want taking over her
Lena's eyes fluttered shut. What was it about this woman that just made her go weak at the knees? She couldn't help but tilt her head, granting her lover access to even more of her skin. She could feel her heart begin to race as the blonde woman began nipping at her earlobe. What was she mad about again? She could feel her lover's hands grip waist tighter, her thumbs sneaking up the bottom of her shirt. Stef wasn't… Stef did… Lena fought to control her thoughts as Stef pressed a kiss just under her ear before placing hot open-mouthed kisses down her neck. Stef had done something, something bad? Stef hands wandered up the slender woman's shirt, grateful to find she wasn't wearing a bra, her fingers seeking the underside of her breasts. "Whoa, whoa, wait a second, Stef…"
Stef couldn't hear past her own arousal, her body taking over as her mouth claimed Lena's, her tongue tracing her bottom lip, begging for access to it's partner. Lena groaned as her tongue found the blonde's, Stef was… Stef didn't… Stef didn't do something… Stef's lips left hers briefly to resume its assault on the tender caramel skin of her long neck, her hands feeling the weight of the pert, perfect handfuls that were her breasts, Lena's once flowing tank top messily pushed up. The cold air hit a spot previously occupied by Stef's warm laps and licks, snapping Lena suddenly out of the hypnotic arousal Stef had created, "No, Stef, stop…" Lena's hands caught her blonde lover's wrists and and pulled her arms to her side.
The cop looked up at her girlfriend, her green eyes searching the beautiful brown ones, watching frustration flash through them. Crap. She had never intended to use sex as a tool to fix whatever it is that was about to happen, Lena was just… her Lena. She had been drawn to her the minute they met, that hadn't changed in two months. Guilt resurfaced within her as her gaze fell to their hands. "You can't use sex to solve our problems, that's not how relationships work, Stef. You really hurt me last night and this morning and this doesn't help. This is just…" Lena pulled away from her and began to pace.
Stef watched her, carefully, "...just what, Lena?"
"...infuriating. I thought I was upset before and now I'm just mad. I'm just mad that you would try to manipulate me like this."
"Lena, I didn't…"
"No, Stef. No jokes, no smooth talking. I don't want to hear it. In what world, do you think that that is an appropriate way to solve anything? I'm not just some pawn in a game that you can bend to your will when you don't want to deal with something."
Sorry, I know this is a weird place to stop! I took a sick day and did some work from home and then thought, hey, I'm off I should do some work on this! And I did… but now the light from the computer is making my eyes hurt so I have to stop here. I will update soon though, I promise! :)
Thanks so much to those who have read, followed, reviewed. It's greatly appreciated and honestly, it gives me confidence. It's truly humbling. Thank you.
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