As soon as they landed, Ginny's arms were around Lia's neck as she pressed herself into her side. "You could have taken us somewhere warmer if you wanted to go for a swim. Or given me more whiskey, because it was making me very warm. Where did Claire get that? It was really good."

"I think you've had enough," Lia grinned, sliding her hands down Ginny's sides to rest them on her hips.

"No, I'm good. Really. Promise. It's just… this is the best birthday party anyone's ever thrown me and I've had a really good night and I get to sleep over-"

"Just don't steal the whole bed this time, yeah?"

"You love it."

"I love getting to cuddle with you, not ending up half on the floor in the morning."

"Maybe you should just sleep closer to me, then." When Lia couldn't form a response, she continued with their original conversation, glancing to the lake beside them. "So were you planning on a walk or a swim in our clothes?"

Lia pushed Ginny's hair back over her shoulder to reveal as much of the skin on her neck as she could. "I was actually thinking…" This was her chance to get over herself. And the way that Ginny had wholeheartedly agreed to even leaving made her sure that she was on board. Maybe it was the whiskey. Maybe it was the excitement. Maybe it was just Ginny, but she'd meant what she said. If Ginny wanted this, she was an idiot to not give it to her. She pressed a kiss underneath Ginny's ear, feeling her shiver before she whispered, "We shouldn't wear any."

"You were serious?" Ginny laughed, running her hands over Lia's arms. "It's freezing. Where are we?"

"Hampstead Heath. People swim here during the day all the time." As if she needed any more convincing, Lia let her fingers wander under Ginny's shirt, sliding up against her sides inch by beautiful inch until Ginny's breath hitched. "I've got a couple of ways we can stay warm if you get cold…"

"Only…" Ginny swallowed hard. She had to admit she'd been thinking a lot about this lately, what it would feel like for Lia's body to be pressed up against her own, especially since both of their hands had been getting particularly restless. For some reason, Lia had been very careful not to push her too much, and she'd been starting to wonder why. It couldn't be that she didn't want to, because the look in her eyes every time they kissed told her otherwise. Maybe she just didn't want Ginny to feel like she was taking advantage of her because all of this was so new. Admirable, but frustrating. Of course Ginny was nervous, but Lia drinking and the suggestions and the fact that they were even here at all had Ginny wondering if she'd finally wanted Ginny to take the lead. It made nerves flutter through her stomach, but if there was a time to test George's theory that it was easier when Lia was right in front of her, it was now. "Only if you go first."

Lia pulled away to look at her, eyes flicking between her own, to make sure she'd heard right. "What?"

"I… I'll go skinny dipping with you, but… only if you strip first." She hoped she didn't sound too nervous, and that her eyes would adjust to the darkness before Lia got into the water. Behind the nerves was an undercurrent of excitement at her imagination not having to work so hard anymore, not that there was much of Lia she hadn't seen anyway. She didn't necessarily have any qualms about being naked herself, and she was never shy about changing in front of the other girls in the locker rooms, but teammates were vastly different than a girlfriend . On top of all that, this was the first time she'd be fully naked in front of anyone, even in the dark. And Lia would be naked. And their naked bodies would be together. And she was sure they'd kiss and maybe Lia's hands would start to roam again and… would Lia touch her? She shuddered, faking a cold chill and praying the noise she made was just in her head. Was she ready to lose her virginity tonight? She knew the whiskey was partially responsible for the thought that it would be a brilliant idea to see Lia naked right now . But would she still want this if she were completely sober?

Yes. The answer was a resounding affirmative once Lia slid her shirt over her head and dropped it to the ground two feet away from her. There was just enough moonlight for her to see, and it didn't take long to forget how cold she was because there was warmth flooding her body very quickly. She blinked a couple times to adjust her eyes, and it seemed like the scene in front of her was playing in slow motion. Lia glanced up to make eye contact as she reached around and unclipped her bra, shimmied it off her shoulders and let it fall on top of her shirt.

It wasn't like it was a shock. Ginny knew they were there. She had touched them. She'd imagined them. But the combination of seeing them in real life for the first time, the whiskey, the moonlight, and the cold had Ginny clenching her fists in order to keep herself from reaching out to take the rest off herself.

"You all right?" Lia asked with a smirk.

"Mmhmm," Ginny managed to squeak out, trying to focus on anything else, like the curve of her jaw or how clear her eyes were right now. How blue. How beautiful. Or the way her neck curved into her shoulder. Though she couldn't see it well, she knew there was a hickey there from a few days ago. She briefly wondered where there might be some on her own body the next morning. Or Lia's collarbones, which she found she particularly loved kissing, and the shoulders she had fantasized about sliding shirts off of and bra straps down, especially the first time she'd worn a tank top. Ginny had never allowed herself to look at a woman like this. Not a real one, anyway. And it did absolutely nothing but reaffirm that whatever was going to happen that night would, indeed, be a very, very good idea.

"Want me to keep going?"

" Yes. "

Lia bit her lip to hide her grin. Ginny sounded absolutely desperate, and she knew if it wasn't so dark, Ginny would have been able to see the flush that made its way down her chest at the intensity of Ginny's eyes on her. She wasn't going to drag this out, not when she was already getting turned on by just the thought of both of them being naked and existing in the same space, so she made quick work of her shoes and socks, lying them neatly in the pile before unbuttoning her pants and sliding the rest off in one go.

She let out a slight hiss as the cold air hit her, especially since everything between her legs was even warmer than usual, and when she dared to straighten up and look at Ginny again, her mouth was hanging open a little.

Okay, Ginny definitely loved hips too. And thighs. And everything in between was quickly starting to grow on her.

"Your turn," Lia teased, debating whether showing Ginny how eager she was would make it better or worse. But Ginny seemed frozen on the spot, so she took a couple steps closer, noticing how the other girl's eyes widened and kept looking her up and down frantically. In a move of confidence, she rested her hands on the waistband of Ginny's pants, prepared to unbutton them for her, earning a whine in return as Ginny's eyes finally fluttered closed. "Would you like a hand?"

"S-Sure."

"You're positive? Because if you're not comfortable-"

"No, no. I just… you're very naked and there's a lot going on right now and my brain's not working very well. But I don't think there's anything I've ever wanted more in my life."

"Well, that's a little overly dramatic," Lia chuckled, "but I'll take it." She was struggling to keep her own heart rate in check, but she'd done this before. She'd be fine. She'd just been dreaming about it for months, and now here it was right in front of her. With shaky hands, Lia popped the button, keeping her eyes on Ginny's face to watch for anything that would indicate she'd changed her mind. Once that was undone, she moved her hands up under Ginny's shirt, fingertips brushing over the sides of her ribcage.

Ginny shuddered, opening her eyes again and letting them adjust. Her gaze darted down to Lia's lips, licking her own.

"What are you thinking about?" Lia whispered, pausing her hands to just run her thumb across Ginny's skin.

"I want to kiss you, but… I don't know. Thinking about kissing you while you undress me makes me…"

"Nervous?"

"A little. I know you… want a lot and I… I do too, but I…"

"Then just tell me to stop and I will," she said simply, pressing a slow kiss to Ginny's neck as she moved her hands up a little more until her girlfriend's shirt had joined the pile of her own.

Ginny took a deep, shuddering breath in the cold. She wasn't sure what she could do with her hands, if they'd even be able to move, afraid that anywhere she would touch would lead to something she wouldn't be able to stop. But then Lia was kissing her neck again and all of that was flying out the window. And then Lia was kissing her and it was going straight between her legs. Lia's hands moved into her hair for a second, and Ginny took the opportunity to reach back and unclasp her own bra, never breaking the kiss as she maneuvered out of it and tossed it to the side.

The first time Lia's hands slid down her back, she thought she would explode. Her nipples brushing against bare skin was glorious, and even better, she could feel Lia's pressing into her as well, moving against her, and she definitely did want more. A surge of courage (or maybe it was arousal) floored her hand to reach for Lia's ass, gripping it tightly and pulling her closer, and as moans left their mouths simultaneously into each other's, the dam broke. Ginny blindly attempted to take off her shoes with one hand as she lifted her feet, her other hand not leaving Lia's skin, and Lia pulled their hips away from each other just enough to push Ginny's pants and underwear down to her ankles.

She moved forward to step out of them, hands mapping backs and shoulders and arms and sides and hips with enough desperation to have Lia tripping over her pile of clothes and shoes, pulling Ginny down with her.

They were laughing as they landed, but then Lia realized that Ginny had fallen directly on top of her, burying her face into Lia's neck with giggles. Ginny hadn't even noticed. Or if she had, it didn't seem to bother her. But Lia was very aware of the other girl's weight on top of her, nearly every inch of their bodies touching, and she had to resist the urge to rock her hips up just to see what she'd come into contact with.

"Hey, Ginny…" She was trying to keep a straight face, but she couldn't help but bite her lip to distract herself.

"Hmm?" she managed.

"This, ehm, isn't quite how I imagined your first time on top of me."

Ginny laughed for a few more seconds before finally settling down and realizing the position they were in. "Oh," she said softly, and for a moment, Lia was worried that Ginny's uncertainty would have finally gotten the best of her, and that kissing her was good, but this wasn't something that she enjoyed. That thought was quickly dissolved as she simply raised herself up on her hands and adjusted her legs to properly straddle Lia's hips, looking down at her. "This better?"

"Fuck." Her eyes took a slow journey down Ginny's perfect body. Her brain wasn't really processing many more words than that in every possible meaning of it. She wished it was daytime, because she wanted the best view possible, but this position was everything she'd dreamed it would be. She could feel how hot Ginny's core was hovering above her abdomen compared to the frigid air, and it seemed as if time had stopped. She could freeze to death right here and someone would come swimming the next morning and find her naked and lifeless on the ground, but she would have died happy. And God, she was in love after all, wasn't she? No matter how much she denied it, she felt like she might be. Or it could be a mix of whiskey and arousal; she'd made that mistake a couple years ago.

"Is that a good fuck or a bad fuck?"

"Please say that again."

Ginny smirked. "Fuck."

"Jesus… get down here," Lia breathed, holding herself up on one elbow and using her other hand to pull Ginny down by the neck of her head for a kiss. It was a sloppy kiss that changed the angle of Ginny's body so that their chests were pressing together again and if she tried to pay attention, she thought she felt something slick brush up against her thigh. She couldn't hold herself up in that position for very long, so she sank back into the grass and one of Ginny's hands slid smoothly down Lia's side to her hips, pressing her into the ground. The firmness of the grip had Lia's back arching as both of her own hands settled solidly on Ginny's ass, squeezing both cheeks and pressing down while she tilted her hips up.

The moan that left Ginny's mouth imprinted itself into Lia's brain so ferociously that she knew it would never leave, and the gasp of her name that followed nearly had Lia's self control burying itself into the earth underneath them. But Ginny shifted back to hold herself up, looking at Lia and swallowing hard. She was panting heavily, her hair falling over her shoulders and framing Lia's face. Lia removed her hands immediately, fisting them into the grass to hold them still.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "Ginny, I'm so sorry-"

"Don't be. Please don't be," Ginny replied with a shake of her head, just as breathless as Lia. "I want… I want all of that. All of it. I never want to stop feeling your hands on me, but… not here-"

"No, I know. I know. I wouldn't… you deserve…" Lia leaned back up to push Ginny's hair behind her ear. "I had thought that maybe coming out here was a bad idea-"

"It absolutely was not a bad idea. I just think that we'd maybe be more comfortable in your room…"

"Yes… yes…" Lia whispered back in agreement. "Right. We should get dressed before it gets too late." She was doing her best to get her foggy, nonfunctional brain started up again. She couldn't focus on anything besides the aggravation that Ginny's cunt was way too close to hers and it wouldn't take long to get relief, surely. But here they were, Ginny removing herself with shaky limbs, trying to cover up from the cold as she sorted through her clothes to get dressed. Lia did the same, averting her eyes to make sure she did the right thing tonight. She couldn't fuck it up. Not this. Not when Ginny was relying on her to make this comfortable. Not when Lia had finally gotten over her hesitation.

Once the skin contact was gone, it seemed like the air had only gotten colder. There were goosebumps covering her entire body that didn't seem to go away even when she had all her layers back on. With room to breathe, she allowed herself to watch Lia dress. She was focusing on a point out on the other side of the lake, and Ginny couldn't see much, but moonlight reflected off her shoulders and face. Her eyes trailed downwards to watch Lia's pants slide up over her ass. She missed her body already. Once they were both dressed and she looked over at Ginny again with a timid smile, Ginny suddenly felt nervous again. A lot had happened in a short amount of time, and her heart was still racing. She'd never been kissed like that before, and she'd never been so turned on in her life. She wanted it all, but she was nervous. Nervous about Lia touching her, nervous about touching Lia. What if she made weird noises? What if she wasn't good? She'd been thinking about it for a long time, and really thinking about it for a few weeks now. The more she gave into her desires, the easier it was to make that decision. In the moment, if she hadn't stopped them, there would have been nothing keeping them from going all the way right then and there on the grass by the lake. But that wasn't what she wanted.

Lia reached out her hand, and Ginny breathed deeply before taking it with a smile. An answer of trust, of comfort, of safety. In a second, they were back at Lia's flat, where Claire was sitting on the couch, watching a movie she wasn't really paying attention to until they showed up. Then, her eyes were on them.

"You two have a good swim, then?"

Claire could tell Lia was trying not to give herself away, and Lia wasn't sure it was obvious, so she just nodded. "Yeah."

"Brilliant, actually," Ginny added, bringing a blush to Lia's cheeks. "I'm really tired, though, so I just… I think I'm gonna… go get ready for bed."

"Okay, yeah," Lia said with a grin. "I'll wait for you out here." She pulled her in for a brief but meaningful kiss that left Ginny breathless before letting her go into her room, waiting a few seconds after the door closed to look over at Claire, who had a Cheshire smile. "What?"

" Brilliant , huh? Did you even get in the water?"

"No," Lia admitted, biting her lip to hide a smile of her own.

"Did you get naked at least?"

"Oh yeah."

"And?"

"We kissed…"

"And?"

"She got on top of me. Like… really on top of me. Straddled me."

" Naked ?"

"Yeah."

"Holy shit."

"I know."

"And?"

Lia flopped down onto the couch, head in her hands. "And that's it. We… stopped."

"Are you serious?! After all that?! I give you time, I give you whiskey, and you tell me that's it ?!"

"I didn't want her first time to be on the ground!" she sighed. "That's all! Oh, but Claire, she's fucking perfect . Her tits and her arse… God, have you seen it?"

"Can't say I've noticed," Claire laughed. "But I'll take your word for it. So… you're welcome?"

"Thank you. I guess."

"Everything else is good though, right? You're not letting her leave this flat a virgin, are you?"

Lia scoffed. "That's not my decision, so I can't make any promises. But if we don't do something , you might find me dead before morning."

"Do you want another drink?"

Lia snorted as the door to her room opened and Ginny leaned against the frame with wet hair and the usual oversized shirt she wore to bed. For a moment, Lia wondered if she was wearing anything underneath it; the thought made her mouth suddenly feel dry.

"I just wanted to thank Claire, too, for helping with the decorations and everything today. And for the drinks and… I mean I don't think my family's party is going to top this one," Ginny started.

"Oh! Yeah, of course! I had a brilliant time, and I'm glad you did, too."

"Good. Well, I think I'll settle in so, er, night, Claire."

"Night, Ginny," she responded with a smile and a nudge to Lia's leg that Ginny couldn't see.

Ginny waited a couple more seconds for any more response before deciding to take matters into her own hands, cutting her eyes to Lia and trying not to let her voice get too shaky with nerves. "Are you coming?"

Lia swallowed thickly, looking to Claire, who gave her an imperceptible nod, then nodded herself and got up from the couch with Claire's "good night " barely registering. She shook off the feeling like she was walking into something bad. It was her doubts just trying to creep in, the doubts she'd been so good at pushing out.

Once they were back in her room, Ginny closed the door behind them and Lia's hands slid into the back pockets of her pants. "Look," Lia began, "about earlier-"

"I don't… I mean I'm not expecting anything tonight if you're not… if you don't want to-"

"It's not that I don't want to that's making me nervous."

"Oh, I know. I mean, if that at the lake was your intention of not wanting to, I can't imagine what you're like when you do," Ginny teased. "It's a big step and a big decision and it's not one that I want to make just because it's… in the moment and it feels right. Does that make sense?"

"Absolutely. That's… that's really refreshing, because I want to make sure you feel the same way," Lia agreed, sitting on the bed and pulling Ginny towards her with both her hands. "You're at least wearing knickers under there, aren't you?"

"Yes," laughed Ginny as she settled to stand between her legs and locked her wrists around the back of Lia's neck. "Why? What would you do if I wasn't?"

"I really don't enjoy being teased like that, you know." she smirked before turning serious. "But if you don't want anything, and it's weird, I can sleep somewhere else tonight, if you don't-"

"Shut up. I'm not spending my last sleepover with you not sleeping with you, got that? I just want to make sure I know what I'm ready for. And I might even decide that tonight. Plus, I don't really even know what to do, so-"

"I can teach you everything I know. Swear it."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it," Ginny grinned, pressing a kiss to Lia's lips and only pulling away once Lia's hands started to thread into her hair. "Get ready for bed, will you? Then we can kiss some more."

As soon as Lia turned on the water, Ginny's brain started overflowing with urges to go in there with her or just open the door just to get a glimpse of what she'd seen earlier. She hadn't been able to get a good look in the moonlight, but her body and brain had filled in enough that she was easily able to imagine it.

Lia took her time, brushing her teeth extra thoroughly and taking a quick shower herself just in case as well as getting the dirt out of her hair. She dried off and scrunched her hair quickly with the towel before wrapping it around herself and stepping out into her bedroom. Ginny was sitting on the bed, reading, and looked up at Lia with wide eyes, then averted them back to the book. It was clear she was having trouble not paying attention, though, as she could feel eyes on her every couple seconds.

"Forgot my clothes." Crossing the room to fetch one of her favorite pairs of panties and a shirt from the dresser, Lia moved just the right way that the towel slipped low enough to come undone and tumble to the floor in a pool around her feet. "Oops," she continued, though made no move to pick it up. Instead, she looked over at Ginny, who was gripping the book with white knuckles and focusing intently on the words she was looking at. Her panties went on slowly, and just as she was about to slide the shirt over her head, Ginny's voice finally piped up.

"You can leave that off. The shirt. Er… I mean… can you leave that off?"

Ginny's eyes were back on the book when she turned around. "You're allowed to order me around sometimes, you know. I like knowing what you want. I like you knowing what you want, too." The reassurances were comforting, too, if nothing else. That she wasn't going to do anything Ginny didn't want. True to Ginny's wishes, Lia folded the shirt and set it back in the drawer, then picked up the towel off the floor and tossed it in the bathroom.

The moonlight really hadn't done Lia any justice. That was the first thing she noticed when she finally took everything in. With all skin previously cast in pale blue now illuminated by soft white, Ginny could see how truly beautiful the female body was. Soft curves and gentle, subtle edges. And in a moment of clear realization, she had no idea how she ever thought she was only attracted to boys.

Why was she so nervous, though? She trusted Lia and she wanted her. It was just sex. It wasn't a big deal if she didn't think about it too much. If she fumbled, Lia wouldn't judge. The bed dipped next to her, and as Ginny's eyes followed, Lia was crawling on her knees across the small distance to her.

"You wanted me to keep this off and you're not even going to take a proper look?" she teased.

"I want you to touch me," Ginny blurted out. "I want to know what it feels like for someone else to…"

"Everywhere?"

Ginny could only reply with a nod, but finally looked over to Lia and dragged her gaze over her breasts. She'd touched them before, just a little, but she hadn't been able to think about much else for the rest of the day. She'd been careful since to focus on avoiding them, but now she had no need to. And no choice. They were right there in front of her. Literally. Naked women were definitely different in real life than on paper. The ones in the magazine were attractive, beautiful, sexy, but Lia was looking straight into her eyes, having gotten naked for her . Only for her. This… this right here was all Ginny's. She set the book down and reached out, cupping one of her breasts in each hand before dragging a thumb over one nipple. Lia's breath hitched harshly, but she didn't break eye contact. "Ginny…" she whispered. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths as she took it all in. Anything past this was new.

She did it again, and Lia tightly fisted the comforter with restraint. "Can you… can you silence the room?" That seemed to be all it took. She fumbled for her wand and silently waved it towards the door, hoping it would even work, then Lia was kissing her again with ferocity, hands in her hair and on her stomach again, pushing her shirt up, and Ginny raised her arms to let her. There they were again, just with one piece of clothing each, and the desire to touch came back just as quickly. It was Lia who ended up on top again, with Ginny gently scraping her nails over her back. She felt like she was going to implode if Lia didn't give her some relief, which ended up slipping out.

"Touch me," she whispered. "Please. Please touch me. Show me what it feels like."

Without skipping a beat, Lia was sucking on her neck and down over her collarbone while Ginny's hands just took their place in Lia's hair, silently urging her on. "Don't be afraid to stop me if you need," was muttered against her skin before Lia clearly let instinct take over.

She rested one hand on Ginny's ribcage and the other settled firmly on her hips, knowing what was about to happen, before taking one of Ginny's nipples into her mouth. A noise akin to a sob left Ginny's throat as she tried to buck her hips under Lia's hold.

"Oh my God," she whispered, slamming her head back into the pillow as Lia swirled her tongue quickly, keeping an eye on the girl underneath her and moaning against her skin. Ginny pushed down on Lia's head, holding her in place and not letting her up even if she wanted to, not that she did.

Ginny started panting heavily before too long, rocking into Lia when she couldn't stand the teasing anymore, when her mouth had been joined by fingers on the other one and Ginny couldn't even form coherent thoughts. There were jolts of electricity moving through her entire body, radiating from her nipples and into her fingertips, pooling under Lia's fingers where they were twitching at her hips.

As Ginny released the grip on Lia's hair, she took the opportunity to give her a break, looking up at her briefly. "Do you want me to… keep going?" she whispered.

" Yes . Fuck, I need…"

"What?"

"Touch me. Anywhere. Please. I trust you."

Lia grinned, kissing her way back up Ginny's chest to her lips, which just made her groan in anticipation and lean into Lia. "Shhh… just relax, love."

It was clear from Ginny's desperation that this was something she'd been waiting for too, and the brief guilt Lia felt from letting the tension go on this long was only lessened knowing that she was doing something about it. She took a moment to run her fingertips across the freckles on Ginny's stomach, watching the muscles twitch underneath her touch. She could feel Ginny's eye on her, breath racing against her ear.

Another kiss as Ginny rolled onto her side, and Lia rubbed up and down the top of Ginny's thigh. She smiled as Ginny parted her legs easily, showing no doubts about her desire. Lia squeezed her thigh gently, drawing out another desperate whine against her lips while Ginny's nails dug into her forearm. "Are you still okay? Keep going?"

Ginny couldn't do anything but nod quickly, looking at Lia with dark, wide eyes and trying to move her arm towards where she wanted it. At least that was a good sign, allowing Lia to follow Ginny's lead. Though her hands were shaking as she tried to push her own burning arousal aside for the moment, she needed to take care of Ginny first. Lia dragged a featherlight finger over the fabric of Ginny's panties. Ginny let out a shuddering moan of Lia's name and leaned up to kiss her again as she worked. She was already wet, just enough that Lia could tell through her panties, but the harder she pressed, the more Ginny whined, the more desperate her movements became. And when Lia's hand found its way underneath, grazing over her clit, Ginny saw stars.

A slew of curses and indiscernible words came from Ginny's mouth, but Lia didn't stop. Ginny was so receptive, and it was intoxicating. Probably just because it was the first time anyone had touched her this way, but Lia planned to take full advantage of it. With her free hand and a little careful repositioning, she pulled Ginny's panties down and over her ankles, tossing them somewhere for them to find later. She didn't want to hurt her, so she kept her movements quick and light, noticing how sensitive Ginny seemed to be. God, this was better than anything she could have ever imagined. Having a girlfriend writhing underneath her touch never got old, and knowing that she was making Ginny feel this good, it would be very difficult to stop. Ginger hair was fanned out over the pillow, pushed in various directions from turning her head so much, her legs were nearly shaking, heels digging into the mattress as she rocked her hips in time with Lia's hand, letting out quiet moans with each breath. She couldn't wait to see how Ginny would react once she got her mouth down there, but that could wait until another night.

One finger slid in easily, and Ginny's face tensed for a moment at the realization of everything hitting all at once: lying here on her first girlfriend's bed, a week before her birthday, covered in kisses and someone else's fingerprints. Lia could feel her clenching tightly.

"You've done this before, yeah?" she whispered against Ginny's neck, thrusting her finger slowly and trying to give Ginny some time to relax.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Just… different than mine. D-deeper… oh, fuck ," she moaned as Lia readjusted her wrist and accompanied her first finger with another, pushing both in to the knuckle. Ginny relaxed quickly this time, grabbing Lia by the back of her neck and releasing the rest of her moans into the other girl's mouth, only breaking away to breathe.

The faster Lia's fingers moved, the quicker Ginny's breaths came, and once she was panting, she clutched onto Lia like a lifeline, burying her face into Lia's shoulder and hugging her, grasping her tightly in a sign that she was close, but trying to hold off. She could tell Lia was experimenting with her, curling her fingers and pushing up, thrusting harder or faster, then backing off and moving slower for a bit. And though all of it felt good, some of it was absolutely mind-blowing. All she could think about was the feeling of Lia's fingers as she let go of every insecurity about how she'd act or what noises she'd make. She didn't care. Not with Lia. She could look and sound and move absolutely mad if it meant that Lia wouldn't stop.

It only took a few more minutes, when she swiped her thumb over Ginny's clit during a particularly hard thrust and the coil in Ginny's abdomen couldn't tighten any more. Time stopped, and she came with a gasp and a cry into Lia's shoulder, hanging on for dear life. Ginny kept rocking her hips at the lazy pace Lia had set for her to ride it out, and as she slowed to a stop and Lia let her relax before pulling out, she swore Ginny was about to tell her she loved her. Lia couldn't keep the smile off her face as she kissed her again and again, all over her neck and face, cheeks and lips.

"Holy shit," she whispered, wiping the hairs out of her face as she finally recovered, leaning back on the pillow. "I've never come that hard before."

"You okay?" Lia chuckled.

"Mmhmm… still a little fuzzy…" She reached up to stroke Lia's cheek. "You're amazing . So beautiful. Wish you could see your face right now."

"Wish you could see yours." Ginny was flushed all the way down to her chest, blinking slowly like she was on the verge of falling asleep, which Lia couldn't blame her for after the alcohol and exertion. Ginny shivered, from either true chill or aftershocks of orgasm, and Lia grinned again, shifting them down on the bed to a more comfortable position.

"Do you want a blanket?"

"Want… you as a blanket," Ginny slurred. "I want to make you come too. Wanna touch you too." She reached blindly, her hand landing on Lia's hip, and tugged her closer. "You made it all seem so easy."

Lia squirmed as Ginny moved to play with her fingers, skimming them over Lia's panties. As understanding as she was that her girlfriend was tired, it wouldn't be any less disappointing if she'd be the one to come up empty tonight. At least Ginny had gotten over the awkwardness, and she'd gotten to hear all of those beautiful noises come from her mouth. "It is easy. You know what you like, don't you?"

"Yeah, but it's shit compared to that ." Ginny's hand slipped under the waistband, and Lia's breath hitched.

"Eager, are we?"

"What does it feel like?"

"To touch someone?" Ginny nodded. "Powerful. Like you're completely in control of their desires if they want you to be."

Ginny's eyes darkened again as she bit her lip, looking at Lia carefully. She got more and more beautiful by the second as the fairy lights twinkled dimly in her pupils. "Will you let me be?"

"I'd be honored, love."

Though clearly embarrassed, Ginny managed a smile as her heart soared in her chest. "Can you show me?"

"Well," Lia started as they moved so that she was on her back and Ginny was on her side next to her. She wanted Ginny on top of her again, but there was plenty of time for that. First, she wanted to focus on making sure Ginny was once again comfortable. "Since you love my tits so much, why don't you start there?" She guided Ginny's hand, which began thumbing over her nipple on its own accord.

Lia's back arched, pushing her further into Ginny's touch as she pulled her in for a kiss. It took Ginny a second to figure out how to multitask, but once she did, like everything she had helped Ginny do for the first time, she proved to be a fast learner. Her thumb rubbed one nipple in circles as her tongue flicked over the other, mirroring what Lia had done, and fuck, that girl had a tongue on her. She tried not to think about it too much or she'd be pushing Ginny's head down to let her practice a more advanced technique. Instead, she bucked her hips up, which Ginny was quick to press down into the mattress. Oh. Ginny hummed against her, vibrating through her body, and it wasn't long before she was nearly on the edge.

Lia rested her hand on the top of Ginny's and guided it between her legs, and Ginny reflexively flinched away once she realized what was happening and her nerves started to come back. "Don't be nervous." Lia's other arm reached up to pull her in for a gentle kiss. "It doesn't have to be perfect the first time."

Ginny watched their hands carefully, studying, as Lia only separated them to slide off the single piece of clothing left between them and throw them in the direction of Ginny's. At this point, she didn't even care if it was morning until they picked them up again. Ginny's eyes widened as she unabashedly stared, letting her eyes roam up and down Lia's body like she was drinking everything in and it was hitting her all over again and Lia couldn't help but smirk. "You all right?"

"Yeah," Ginny squeaked. "That's just… that's really… wow. And I can… touch you?"

There came the thought of that dumb word again. She wasn't in love with Ginny - she just missed being in love. That was all anything could be right now. This was too new. Too raw. But the way Ginny looked up into her eyes, beautifully naked and flushed from pleasure, set something ablaze in Lia's heart as well as her abdomen. It was dangerous territory, and she'd have to tread carefully. She wasn't going to worry Ginny with that just yet. Right now, this was plenty. At least, it would be if Ginny would just touch her .

"Please do," Lia teased, taking Ginny's hand again and placing it between her thighs. Ginny's arm briefly tensed, as if she didn't want to hurt her, but once she relaxed, Lia pressed down on Ginny's finger, rubbing it over her clit gently and tilting her head back with a soft moan.

"You're… so wet."

"That's all from you. Watching you and touching you and-" She gasped sharply as Ginny's confidence started to grow and she took over, moving her finger a little faster. "Fuck… l-little harder." Lia pressed down just enough to reach the pressure she liked, then stopped. "Sometimes I get too… too sensitive if it's too light." Even as she fluttered her eyes closed, she could tell Ginny was still watching her own hand. God, she could stay like this forever, but her body had a different plan. Lia's fingers fell to the side as she bucked her hips up for more. She was already panting, desperate. "M-More, Gin."

"Do you want… i-in?"

All Lia could do was nod and hope that Ginny understood, which she clearly did, as Lia felt a very hesitant finger slide into her. It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, but it was something . After a few thrusts, though, it was clear something felt off. Lia opened her eyes to find Ginny looking back at her. While the eye contact sent a particularly strong jolt of pleasure through her body, Ginny didn't look comfortable, like she was trying to figure something out. Lia pushed the thought aside that it was because Ginny had now changed her mind. "If you need a better position, you can adjust."

"Yeah, just… my wrist popped," she chuckled.

"Here, pull out. It might help if you're maybe a little lower so you don't have to reach as much, and try not to prop yourself up on your elbow for too long or your shoulder might get tired."

"I didn't know all this was so technical."

"As fun as all of this is, not being comfortable can really dampen a mood."

Once they'd situated themselves in a way they could both relax, Ginny was eagerly back at it, assuaging some of Lia's worry about Ginny not enjoying herself. She was indeed enjoying everything, especially just kissing Lia while letting the blonde's hand rest on top of her own for guidance. It was more enveloping to feel Lia's body heat where their skin touched, especially with Lia's arm around Ginny's shoulders, rubbing her back and digging her nails in whenever Ginny did something particularly nice.

Lia could feel her orgasm building quickly, embarrassingly quickly, but her body had been craving touch like this for months. Running a hand through sweat-damp hair, she grimaced at the cramp in her foot she sometimes got from her muscles tensing up. Ginny tried to thumb her clit at the same time, but couldn't quite figure it out. It took practice to get a good rhythm going, so Lia took over, reaching down to touch herself while Ginny's fingers moved in and out of her. "Fuck, that's so good. You're doing so well, love," she managed in a whisper that was met with a moan from Ginny. So she enjoyed the praise. Lia would have to hang onto that one.

She angled herself a bit more, clenching tightly around Ginny's fingers as they hit a sweet spot inside her that had her back arching off the mattress. "Ohmygod…" Ginny caught on quickly, steadying her wrist and hitting it over and over again as Lia's moans filled the small room and the fairy lights above her started to blur, which was such a shame since it meant she couldn't see Ginny as clearly. But her brain was rapidly shutting down, only focusing on Ginny's fingers combined with her own, and why the hell she'd been so nervous about this. It only took one more kiss for Lia's entire body to tense, clenching so hard that her nails dragged red, angry marks down the other girl's back, pulling her mouth away to let out a moan of relief, and Ginny's fingers had to stop moving. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears, feel the blood still pumping to her clit as she took deep breaths to try to calm herself down. When she finally relaxed enough for Ginny to slide her fingers out, she whined in semi-disappointment that it was over.

Three months of waiting, of flirting, of teasing, and here it had all culminated into lying side by side with spent, sweaty bodies and sticky fingers, panting into each other's mouths and wishing they could stay there forever, breathing each other in. After a while, when they started to get cold and their heart rate was back to normal, Lia gave Ginny slow, tender kisses that she nearly melted into, unable to help the smile that seemed to fill the silence with unsaid words. "Come on, love. Let's go clean up. Then we can go to bed," she promised, nuzzling her nose against Ginny's.

Ginny was first to get up and stretch, groaning at the ache in muscles she'd never had to use before. She rolled out her shoulders, looking back at Lia.

"Just enjoying the view."

All Ginny could do was scoff through her blush, but was joined in the bathroom a few seconds later by her girlfriend. Cleaning up took much longer than they anticipated, since it began with a lot more kissing than washing, allowing hands to roam again and rest wherever they wanted, and Lia was floored that Ginny's ass was now officially hers to squeeze whenever she got the chance.

As soon as they hit the pillows and Lia pulled the blanket back over them, they were asleep, curled up in each other's arms while their strewn clothes became the next day's problem.