Author's Note: Loads of femslash in this chapter. And by that I mean sexual content. This is the most I've really ever gone into detail and am not sure how good it is so feedback would be greatly appreciated.

She kissed me. Sara Sidle, my secret love kissed me. It must've been an interesting sight because I was standing there in shock, my arms glued to my sides and my skin so pale I'm sure I looked transparent. When she pulled back, I was still surprised and it showed on my face.

"Are you alright?" Sara inquired, running her index finger down my arm. She had no idea just how much that one touch turned me on.

"I'm fine, thanks." Awkward silence. Why was there an awkward silence? We should've had loads to talk about! Quick, Willows, think of something. "So, the… moon is… high tonight."

What?!

The moon? What the hell is wrong with me!

"Yes, Catherine. It's in space and we're on Earth," Sara laughed. Oh God, that laugh. I love her laugh. Isn't it visible in my eyes that I really adore her cute little giggles? As much as I love it, I really wish she'd stop because it was not helping me maintain my composure.

"So, a date?"

Being the moron I am, I've completely forgotten how this conversation got started. Why, you ask? Because my brain just realized that Sara actually kissed me. Five minutes after the fact and my mind is screaming, "Shit! Sara kissed me and I didn't even kiss her back! You idiot!"

"Hmm?" I'm not sure what she said, so of course I have to ask her to repeat what she said. I look like a fool and know it.

"You asked me on a date. I just wanted to know when you'd like to go on one."

I cock my head to the left side and give her a smile. "That is completely up to you."

Sara seemed to be full of surprises. Maybe it had something to do with the full moon. What if she's a werewolf and she only shows her true self in the moonlight! That's it, no more horror movies for me. I suppress a giggle and refocus on what's going on.

Why is my back pressed against Sara's car? And why is Sara standing so close to me? I'm confused but as I start to ask what is going on, but it's silenced by Sara kissing me. Yes, again. The woman is on a role; twice in less than ten minutes that she's managed to make me breathless.

I didn't expect things to get quite so heavy but they did. Her arms locked around my waist, closing the gap between us. I raised my right hand to touch her face, needed to feel more of her.

We broke apart a few moments later when the need for oxygen became too much to handle. Both of us started gasping for air, but for different reasons. I would elaborate but she didn't give me time, for our lips were connected yet again.

Sara teased me with her tongue, running it along my bottom lip and then pulling away; or gently nipping my earlobe, something that I had always been rather fond of. Oh boy, she's good at this. We dueled for dominance, each seeking to be the one in control of everything.

Her hands slid under my shirt, her fingertips running over my stomach and sending chills down my spine. She kept going; moving upward at a painfully slow rate, until I pulled away for another breath and she smiled.

We didn't say anything to each other, for some reason. I just know that we should've stopped there until we had gone on some dates. As you may have figured out, we didn't stop.

I wanted to take charge for a moment, tease her as she had me. With one swift motion, I managed to switch positions with her so she was the one up against the car. Her eyes flashed intrigue and lust, definitely lust. Ooh, there go the butterflies in my stomach again. With a wicked grin, I pin her wrists at her side. Now, I expected her to struggle but she didn't. She just stood there with a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Our lips crashed together again and she moaned. Damn that's sexy. I continue with my actions, my tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. She eagerly granted me what I wanted and with the same eagerness I manage to make us both moan simultaneously as I slide my hand up her shirt to cup her breast.

Sara begins kissing my neck, going up until she reaches my jaw. From there she moves onto getting more skin contact and copies me; her hand skitters up my stomach until she reaches my bra, and she pulls at the silky fabric of the garment.

That's it, I can't take it, can't take this. Well, of course I can, but not in the parking lot. Her lips press against mine and she pulls me by the belt loops until our bodies cannot get any closer. Forget what I just said; I can take it here or anywhere else she wants to do this. I've been waiting too long for this sort of thing.

I reach down and after fumbling for a moment, pop the button her jeans. My hand slithers out from under her shirt and glides over her stomach, slowly moving toward my destination.

"Catherine…" Sara moans. Her voice is low, shaky, hot.

I slip my hand into the waistband of her jeans and begin moving even slower than I had been. She arches into my touch, which makes me smile, but not for long.

Being the sneak that she is, Sara takes advantage of the conditions and flips me around again so I'm pressed against the vehicle. She unbuttons the top button of my jeans as quickly as possible, and then decides to draw things out a bit. At least I think that's what she's doing. I bite my lip as Sara starts to kiss me with an amount of passion that I did not know was possible. This time I arch into her, my eyes closing as things begin to really take effect on me.

Her hands returned to their spot under my shirt and she started massaging my breasts. I arched into her again and a very, terribly loud moan echoed throughout the area. It even shocked me that I had emitted anything so loud. She damn her ripped my shirt as she tugged at the buttons to open it, which made me smile. Her lips, starting at my collarbone, began trailing downward and oh my God, I swear I nearly died. This woman knew what she was doing. She seductively looked up at me as she kissed between my breasts. This could go on for hours and I was fully open to the concept.

I whimpered quietly as Sara removed her hands, immediately missing the warmth of her touch. Her face neared mine and she was smiling. I prepared for another kiss but she stopped just centimeters away from my lips and hovered there. I could feel her warm breath; it was tempting, extremely tempting, but I didn't act on my impulses.

"Wednesday," She whispered huskily. Her lips grazed mine, making me nearly moan yet again.

She could see the look of confusion covering my face and smiled at me. "Wednesday, that's what day I'd like our date to be. And we should go on a few dates before this," She gestured to the closeness of our bodies, "Continues. You agree, don't you?"

I nod unsurely. So she goes and turns me on to the point that I'm ready to have sex with her there in the parking lot and then chooses to stop it. Great. Just great. But I understand her thoughts and wouldn't want to screw this up, so with my voice breaking, I reply, "Yes, that sounds good."

Sara grins again as she heads back into the lab. I on the other hand, rest my head back on her vehicle with a grimace. She may have started the whole 'Turn-Catherine-on' session, but believe me the next time we're alone like this, it'll be my turn.