AUTHOR'S NOTE:Are y'all still alive after 5x07? For those who may not have seen it yet, I won't spoil anything, but prepare yourselves! Anyway, THANK YOU to everyone who took the time to leave a review, favor, and/or follow this story. They really do mean a lot to me. Also, once again, thanks to my lovely gf for her awesome beta skills. :)
And now, by popular demand, Gail's "fumbling first time with a woman."
Enjoy!
Gail's heart raced in her chest, beating a mile a minute. All she could focus on was Holly's mostly naked body laid out in front of her as she smiled a reassuring smile up at Gail.
Gail placed a hand on Holly's stomach, her thumb tracing the double helix design adorning her side. She leaned down from her position still straddling Holly's thighs and pressed their lips together. Holly's hands came up to run along Gail's sides, brushing over her breasts. Gail hummed and gripped Holly's hands in her own, moving them to the mattress above Holly's head. "Hey, it's my turn," she murmured against Holly's neck as she kissed a fiery path downwards. Holly just hummed in appreciation.
Gail gently cupped one of Holly's breasts in her hand, testing the weight and marveling at her softness. She could feel the hard peak of her nipple against her palm. Holly let out a sigh of pleasure, which prompted Gail to continue. She glanced up at Holly, taking note of her closed eyes and the way she was nibbling on her lower lip in that oh-so-sexy way. Encouraged, she allowed her lips to brush across Holly's nipple, teasing just a bit before taking it between her lips and brushing her tongue across the rigid peak.
Holly gasped, her back arching slightly in response. Gail couldn't get enough of the sounds coming from Holly, so she repeated the action again and again until Holly's hips started moving beneath her, seeking relief.
Gail continued her downward path, letting her lips and tongue trace over the tattoo just as she'd imagined doing earlier. Up close, she could see the stunning amount of detail that had been put in the body art. She'd have to ask her more about it. Later.
She trailed a hot, wet path across Holly's abdomen, sucking a particularly sensitive spot just above her right hipbone, making Holly hiss out a strangled curse. Gail sat up while running her hands down Holly's sides, over slim hips and down smooth thighs, then back up until she reached the top hem of the lacy dark purple boyshorts. She hesitated just long enough for Holly to open her eyes and give her that reassuring smile that never failed to melt Gail's every resolve. She pulled the last remaining piece of clothing down long, trim legs.
Once Holly was free of the lace, Gail could easily see just how aroused Holly was and licked her lips, her confidence rising exponentially. She was still nervous, but her hesitation was gone. All she wanted in that moment was to make Holly feel good.
Gail moved to lay alongside Holly, her hand resting low on her abdomen, fingers spread. Holly hooked her hand behind Gail's neck and pulled her in for a kiss, which Gail eagerly returned. She shifted slightly, not breaking the kiss, to reach down and slide her hand down Holly's inner thigh. She tugged at Holly's knee, encouraging her thighs to open wider.
Gail didn't hesitate or tease. She didn't think either of them could take any more teasing. She glided her hand back up Holly's leg until she came upon the apex of her thighs. She could already feel Holly's arousal coating her fingers as she cupped her. Holly whimpered and tightened her grip on Gail's neck.
Gail took the hint and pressed forward, sinking into the slickness of Holly. It was different, touching another woman, but in a way it was the same as touching herself. Only it was better. Sexier. It made her feel powerful when she heard the breathless little sounds Holly made as she explored, easily finding her clit and then backing off to dip one, then two fingers inside.
Their kiss long broken by Holly, Gail watched her face as she touched, taking Holly's advice and paying careful attention to her reactions. She quickly learned that small, tight circles made her gasp aloud and her hips to push upwards in search of release.
Gail shifted so that she could watch her fingers move across Holly's swollen clit. The sight emboldened her, and she moved between Holly's legs, fingers never stilling as she kissed the inside of Holly's knee and up along the inside of her thigh. Holly helped by further parting her legs.
Gail inhaled, briefly wondering how the hell she'd ended up here, her head between another woman's thighs, about to try and make her come with her mouth. She didn't care, though. This woman was amazing and made her feel things she'd never felt before. Her gender only fazed Gail in terms of sex—she didn't want to disappoint Holly, but with each passing second and each breathy moan exiting Holly's lips, Gail's anxiety plummeted.
Remembering Holly's words about trusting her instinct, Gail pressed forward, and then her mouth was on Holly's center. She slicked her tongue over Holly's folds, tasting her. She moved her tongue up to trace a wide circle around Holly's clit, not touching it. Not yet. "You taste amazing," Gail said, voice muffled.
Holly just mewled above her.
Gail wanted to tease her longer, but the desire to make Holly come overcame her with the force of a hundred elephants (full-grown and decidedly not pink). So she attached her lips to Holly's clit as she sunk two fingers inside, moving in and out in a quick, steady rhythm. Holly cursed. Gail kept going, adding her tongue to the mix and making those tight little circles.
"God, Gail, I told you you'd be good at this," Holly gasped out, back arching as her release moved closer and closer. Gail hummed against Holly, sending vibrations straight to her clit. Holly cursed again, followed by a mantra of "yes, yes, yes" as she came, her muscles tensing, breathing harsh and erratic.
By the time Holly could think again, Gail was braced above her, smug grin on her face. Holly immediately pulled her down for a kiss, their naked bodies, slick with sweat, sliding against one another. Holly could feel Gail's arousal on her thigh, so she reached down and gripped her hips, pulling her closer, rocking her slightly.
Gail gasped into Holly's mouth, then got the idea and began moving on her own accord. She returned her hand to Holly's still pulsing center, circling her swollen clit. Still sensitive from her very recent orgasm, it didn't take long for Holly to reach the pinnacle again, blinding white light bursting behind her closed eyelids as warmth radiated outward over her entire body. She cried out and held Gail's hips in her hand, urging her to keep moving.
Gail shuddered as another, slightly smaller but no less intense, orgasm spread through her, brought on by the sounds Holly was making and the look of utter ecstasy on her face.
Gail collapsed next to Holly, forehead pressed against her shoulder. Holly's arm was still trapped beneath Gail, not the most comfortable for either of them, but neither moved to remedy the fact. They were both too spent to really care at the moment.
Slowly, their breathing and heart rates returned to a more normal state. Holly was the first to move, rolling onto her side to face Gail. Gail wrapped an arm around Holly's waist, pulling her closer and running her fingers along Holly's spine.
Holly nuzzled her nose against Gail's and traced her fingertips along her jaw, her thumb brushing along her pouty lower lip. Gail closed the remaining distance between their lips and kissed Holly leisurely.
They parted and Holly rested her forehead against Gail's. After a minute, Gail shivered, the cool night air surrounding them finally making itself known. Holly smiled softly. "As much as I want to stay like this all night, I think you need to get some sleep. We both do."
Gail just nodded. Holly helped her under the covers before walking over to turn off the light. Then she returned to slide under the covers. Gail lay on her side, facing away from Holly. But she reached back and pulled Holly's arm until they were skin to skin, Holly's face nuzzled against the back of Gail's shoulder. Gail laced their fingers together in front of her.
Within minutes, they both drifted into a peaceful slumber.
Awareness crept into Holly's consciousness, lulling her awake. She opened her eyes, blinking against the sunlight streaming through the large, picture windows and she cursed herself for forgetting to close the blackout curtains the night before. She always closed them; why had she forgotten?
Oh, right. She'd been a bit distracted by Gail.
Gail!
Holly turned her head to where Gail had been the night before, only to find empty space. Holly sat up, heart plummeting. Fuck, had Gail fled? Did she regret sleeping with her?
Before Holly could make a move to get out of bed to look for the blonde, she heard a noise in the hallway, like shuffling feet. Her bedroom door creaked open, and Gail, clad in Holly's bathrobe, entered the room, unaware that Holly had awoken. She closed the door gently, not wanting to disturb Holly.
"Hey," Holly said, causing Gail to jump.
"Shit," Gail cursed and whipped around, clutching a hand to her chest. "Jesus, Holly, you scared me." Then she really noticed the look on Holly's face, like she'd seen a ghost. "What's wrong?" she asked, moving towards the bed and taking note of Holly's nakedness beneath the crisp white sheet she held to her chest.
Holly shook her head, sleep-ruffled hair tickling her bare shoulders. "Nothing," she said, grabbing Gail's wrist and pulling her down to sit on the edge of the bed. It was then she noticed Gail's discarded jeans and underwear still on the floor by the door, and she felt silly for panicking. "I'm fine now," she reassured.
"Now?" Gail inquired, using her free hand to brush Holly's hair out of her face.
Holly gave her a sheepish look. "When I woke up, you were gone. I thought…" She trailed off and shrugged.
"Oh," Gail said, cupping Holly's cheek in her hand. "Oh, no. I'm sorry. I had to pee and didn't want to wake you." She saw the slight trepidation in Holly's eyes and knew she would have to reassure her. She smiled and leaned in to kiss her softly, letting her lips and tongue do the reassuring. Gail pulled back and was glad to see the genuine smile back on Holly's lips. "Good morning," Gail whispered.
"Hey," Holly said. She glanced downwards. "I thought we weren't going to share each other's clothes," she joked.
Gail smirked. "You said you wouldn't wear my things. I never said I wouldn't borrow yours."
"Hmm, it's okay," Holly said, hands reaching up to trace along the loose lapels of the fabric. "I rather like you in my robe. But I think you'd look even better out of it."
Gail's attention was focused on Holly's chest, now bared to her eyes. She licked her lips. "I only have an hour before I need to be at the station."
Holly pulled at the loosely tied knot at Gail's waist, allowing the fabric to fall open. "Don't worry, Officer Peck. I'll make sure you're on time."
Gail was late to work for the first time in nearly five years.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: please let me know what you think! I'm debating whether to end it here or continue on. Thoughts?
