Emma was standing outside the door to the bar. She couldn't seem to decide if she should go inside or just leave now before it was too late. What did she really know about this woman? She wasn't sure she wanted to get involved with someone because of her gifts. Shalimar seemed to be very in touch with her powers and Emma felt more like denying them. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Just go in there. This woman apparently likes you and she doesn't run away even though she knows that you can feel and manipulate her emotions and feelings. At least that's a good sign. And she is definitely hot. What is it they say, you can't gain if you don't try…She took another deep breath to shake her doubts and worries away and walked inside.
She walked through the crowd and saw Shalimar sitting in the bar already looking at her. Emma knew that she probably had smelled her presence a long time ago.
"Hi," she said as she sat down on a chair.
"Hey. I was worried that you were gonna turn and leave me alone. Why were you hesitating?"
"I wasn't hesitating, I was just thinking. And as far as I'm concerned that's none of your business." Even though she said it in a serious voice she was smiling because it was something about this woman that made it impossible to feel angry or to be serious without teasing.
Shalimar just gave her a teasing and knowing look back.
"So what do you wanna do?" Shalimar asked with a gleam in her eyes.
"I don't know."
"Are you hungry?"
"Not really, are you?"
"Not really."
They both laughed.
"Well, we could go home to my place since you haven't seen it yet. We can be childish and rent a movie?"
"Sounds like fun."
"Ok, follow my lead beautiful lady." She stretched out her hand and Emma took it immediately.
"Thank you."
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They locked themselves inside Shalimar's apartment and Emma found a place in the sofa. They had rented a movie on the way and Shalimar had let Emma pick the movie, to a much suspicious feral who Emma felt wasn't really agreeing with her choice of movie, but was trying to appear perfectly fine with it. Emma knew it was a little mean, but she had felt like watching a romantic movie out of two reasons. One: It was like the genre said, romantic. Two: Shalimar would probably get so bored that she would pay attention to other things. She was slightly surprised by her own motives, but on the other hand she figured that it probably was like every other thing after she had met Shalimar; she had been much more "in touch" with herself and her powers and had felt things she didn't think she could or wanted to feel.
Shal was standing behind the couch.
"Okay, so what do you want to drink? I have…well, what do you want, alcohol, soda…?"
"Since we're going to watch a movie I can just take soda, it's easier."
"Ok, I'll be back in a sec with soda and biscuits."
Shalimar tried to look at Emma at the same time as she was pretending to look at the movie. She had really tried to watch the movie, but it was way to boring for her, especially when Emma was sitting next to her. God, how she just wanted to turn Emma's head and give her a deep kiss. She wanted to touch her body, to feel the soft and beautiful skin under her fingers, to-
"You're staring."
"No I'm not, I'm watching the movie."
"You stopped paying attention to the movie three minutes after it had started."
All the while Emma had been looking at the screen and Shalimar felt like a child being caught and getting lectured because she didn't pay attention to what they were supposed to be doing.
She tried to watch the movie, but found her eyes moving away to look over at Emma again.
"You're staring again." This time Emma turned and looked straight into Shalimar's eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize. We could just do something else, something that falls more under your kind of taste."
"And what's that?"
"Well, something like this…"
Emma leaned over and kissed Shalimar. Both women were surprised, Emma by her own sudden courage and Shalimar because she had expected to get some kind of lecture instead of a kiss.
When Emma felt that she didn't get an immediate respond she tried to pull back, but was stopped by Shalimar who laid one hand around Emma's shoulder while the other cupped her face, forcing their lips to meet again. Shalimar deepened the kiss by switching between sucking at Emma's upper and lower lip and after a little while she felt Emma reaching out with her tongue so she met Emma's tongue with her own at the same time as she moved towards Emma, settling herself on top of her.
They broke the kiss and locked eyes, their breathing uneven.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Shalimar said in a low voice as she felt how the excitement was running through her body.
Emma smiled at her. "How can I say know when I feel how you're feeling?"
"I don't want you to feel pressured Emma. We've only known each other for a few days and now we're about to have sex. I just want to make sure this is what you want because if you don't feel ready I can wait."
"This is what I want Shalimar, I'm sure."
"Ok," she answered before leaning down, kissing her again. Her hands moved down over Emma's shoulders and down her sides, moving under the shirt and upwards again reaching the lines of her bra. Emma moved her hands to Shalimar's back, pulling her closer at the same time as Shalimar started massaging her breast through the bra. A low moan escaped Emma's lips as she reached under Shalimar's shirt. Shalimar stopped what she was doing and pulled away.
"Maybe we should move to a more comfortable place?"
"Mmmm, maybe."
Shalimar stood up and took Emma's hands in her own, leading her to the bedroom.
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