Disclaimer: I don't own them, except for Joan.
Warning: Nothing really bad, but it does insinuate that something happens. And excuse me if some words are missing, I have a habit of acciedentally leaving out words. But I've went over them so it shoudldn't be missing anything, stil...
Part Four
Lizzie was nearly shaking as she reached for the door. Joan was standing behind her trying not to laugh.
"Having second thoughts?" Joan said into her ear.
"Just a little nervous." She opened the door and lead Joan in.
"Of spending time alone with me?" She questioned.
"Yeah, a little."
Joan grinned at her. "Don't be, I'm not going to overstep my boundaries."
"You must be Joan." Sam came to meet this girl.
"Yes I must be." She shook hands with Lizzie's father.
"Let's go put your things in my room." Lizzie took her girlfriend up the stairs. She was nervous about finally being able to spend time alone with Joan. She didn't know what Joan might be expecting from her tonight.
"Have you ever considered taking some muscle relaxants? It might calm you down some."
Lizzie turned to look at Joan. Yeah she was nervous but she didn't think that Joan could see it. She let her eyes fall to the floor. Joan stood there waiting for Lizzie to gather up her emotions and thoughts.
"What's going to happen with us?" Lizzie kept her eyes on the floor as her voice shook a little.
"Tonight? Nothing that you don't what to. I promise, I respect you too much to cross any lines." Joan took Lizzie hands into her own. She hooked her finger underneath Lizzie's chin. Bringing the girl's eyes to meet hers, she whispered. "I think you know what you want to do in your heart. Do you want me to leave?"
"No." Lizzie grinned and opened her bedroom door. She showed Joan where to sit her things. Without hesitation, Lizzie shut the door to give them privacy. In her heart she knew what to do like Joan said.
"So what have you told your parents about me?" Joan questioned as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
Lizzie took a seat next to her. "Not much really."
"Not much? You couldn't have told them that I'm the second hottest chick in the world?" Lizzie grinned shyly. "Loosen up a little Lizzie. Normally you're joking back but you seem a bit scared."
"This is the first time that I've ever had someone that I like spend the night with me. And the first time that I've ever dated a girl. Its all kind of new to me."
"And what, you think that I'm the expert?"
"Maybe, how many girls have you dated?"
"Some where in the park of twenty." Joan estimated.
"See? You do have more experience than me. And you know how everything should go."
"Dating a member of the same sex is no different than dating a member of the opposite sex. All that's different is the equipment, not how you use it."
Lizzie laughed and relaxed greatly. Things were becoming comfortable between them and Lizzie liked that. She laid back on her bed, stretching out her legs. Her shirt raised up a bit, exposing her stomach. Joan watched her being lazy, enjoying every minute of looking at the blonde. It was like that for a while, both girls just staring at each other. Joan reached over to let her hand graze up and down Lizzie's left arm that laid contentedly on her stomach. The blonde girl bit the bottom of her lip as she took pleasure in the sensations that was coming from the simple touch.
Joan leaned over until she was hovering over Lizzie's mouth. She could feel Joan's breath lightly touch her and suddenly it wasn't enough. She closed the gap between them to taste Joan's lips. It was like electricity was coming from both of them. Lizzie felt the tip of Joan's tongue touch her bottom lip. Willing she opened her mouth to accept the invite.
Oxygen was becoming a must for them so they reluctantly pulled apart. Lizzie let her hand reach up and softly touched Joan's cheek. "More experience comes in handy sometimes." Joan whispered.
Lizzie smacked her on the arm. They both raised up to sit again. "That was definitely nice." Lizzie commented. As she leaned in to get another taste, the bedroom doorknob started to move.
"Lizzie? Why is the door locked?" Her mother's voice came from the other side.
She jumped up to open the door. "Why was the door locked?" Her mother asked again.
Joan spoke for her girlfriend. "Because we were talking and Lizzie didn't want Matt coming in here to bother us."
Her mother looked strangely for a moment before accepting the lie. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."
"Can't wait. Lizzie says that you're an awesome cook." Joan sat there, not showing that she was lying. In truth, Lizzie had never said much about her family. Jo nodded and left them alone again.
The whole time Lizzie had been holding her breath hoping that her mother would accept the lies that Joan was feeding her. She was relieved to find that it worked. Though she wasn't happy about lying to her mother. But it's not like she could let her mother catch her making out with another girl.
"You're good." Lizzie said as she shut the door.
"That's why you're dating me. Who would want somebody who does sloppy work? My work has been perfected for years." She pretended to polish her nails on her chest.
Dinner was nerve racking for Lizzie but easy come easy go for Joan. Lizzie was afraid that her parents would ask the wrong question and upset her girlfriend. But the toughest question was when her father asked Joan if she had a boyfriend. Joan, as always, answered without skipping a beat.
"No sir I don't. I did have a boyfriend but we broke up and now we're just good friends."
After dinner, Lizzie guided Joan back up to her room. She excused herself from the room so that both girls could get changed into their sleeping wear. Lizzie knocked on the door to make her entrance known. Much to her disappointment, Joan was already dressed and sitting on the bed waiting for her.
"I'll sleep on the floor tonight." Joan offered as Lizzie laid her old pair of clothes into her laundry basket.
"No, you're the guest, you can take the bed and I'll take the floor." She said with her back turned to her girlfriend. Secretly she wanted to say, 'We can just share the bed.' But she wasn't sure how Joan would react to that. She'd probably say yes. After that exploding kiss earlier, I don't know that I could keep my hands off of her if we shared the bed. Lizzie thought to herself.
"You're zoning out on me." Joan's voice broke into her thoughts.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" She turned around to find that Joan was just mere inches away from her. Both girls quickly looked away, slightly embarrassed of the situation they ended up in.
"I said that we should flip a coin. Heads you get the bed, tails I get it." Joan backed away to the bed again.
Searching for a coin, Lizzie felt Joan's eyes on her and the thought made chills of delight run down her spine. Finally she found one. "Okay, let it land on the floor. Heads I get the bed." Lizzie flipped the coin and watched it rise up into the air and fall to the floor. But it fell sideways, not giving a clear answer. Before it could fall to one side or the other, it started rolling across the floor until it fell down a heater vent.
"Guess that settles it then, we both get the bed. Is that okay with you?" Lizzie asked hopefully.
Joan shrugged. "Sure. I'm okay with it if you are."
They climbed into the bed in silence. When the lights went out, Joan was almost thankful for the darkness. She stared at the ceiling while trying to listen to the breathing of her girlfriend. It was killing her that she was lying next to a beautiful girl but couldn't touch. Lizzie was under the same dilemma.
"You don't snore do you?" Joan's voice broke the silence in a serious tone.
Lizzie started laughing uncontrollably. "No I don't." She finally said after she caught her breath.
"Good because then I would have to kick you out of the bed."
"Kick me out of my own bed?" Lizzie turned on her side to see the outlined figured beside of her. "If anybody would be kicked out of the bed it would be you."
Joan continued to lie on her back. "See now I'm hurt that you would just throw me out of the bed." She faked a sniffle.
"Oh, poor baby." She reached out into the darkness to grab Joan's hand that was lying on top of the sheets. They interlaced their fingers. Joan brought their clasped hands up to her mouth and kissed Lizzie's knuckles lightly.
"You know, you really are beautiful." Joan whispered into the room. "And I know that you're friends don't like me. But if it ever comes down to it, and I hope that it doesn't, where you feel like you have to choose between a relationship and your friends, please choose your friends."
"Joan..."
"No seriously. Every time I end up dating a girl whose straight, the friends always try to make her choose and she always goes for the relationship and looses her friends. I respect you Lizzie, more than any body I've ever met before in my life."
Lizzie felt her heart beating in her chest as Joan continued. "And it would hurt me deeply to know that you would hurt your friends over a relationship."
When Joan was finished Lizzie was speechless. She didn't know what to say about the whole situation. But she felt a tear escape her eye. Even through the darkness, Joan caught sight of the tear reflecting the moonlight. Loosing her grip on Lizzie's hand, she reached up and stroked away the tear. She replaced her hand with her lips.
After kissing away the tear, she moved her lips to taste Lizzie's. Everything was done in silence between them as the kiss more intense. When tongues came into play, Lizzie thought that she was going to explode from pleasure.
"Why haven't we been doing that all night?" Lizzie asked when the kiss end.
Joan's hand moved from its resting place on Lizzie's face and traveled lightly down her arm and to her side. She let her hand rest on Lizzie's hip, making circular motions with her fingertips into the blonde's back. "I don't know. But the night isn't over yet." Her sultry grin could be seen.
Sometime during the course of the night, Lizzie woke up. She tense at first because she wasn't use to having someone in her bed. But after her senses reminded her that it was Joan, she relaxed and snuggled closer. A sense of excitement ran through her body when she felt her bare skin touch Joan's. Joan snuggled closer to Lizzie, keeping them both in a tight, warm embrace.
To Be Continued...
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