The firehouse was full and Holtzmann was shocked by the simple fact that Abby knew so many people. Erin had organized the surprise birthday party eventually, after they'd forgotten it for a while and Abby intentionally had reminded them a few days before. It had been a tough week. They'd busted no less than ten ghosts and being busy with birthday preparations Holtzmann hadn't spend much quality time with her girlfriend.
Now standing by the kitchenette, she opened another bottle of red wine while the party grew louder and louder. She recognized some people from the university, people she had seen but never really shared a conversation with. Luckily though, no one had tried to talk to her yet.
"There you are. I was actually half expecting you to help me dress..." Erin said, slightly hugging her from behind and giving the blonde a kiss on the cheek. Holtzmann turned around.
"Wow! That... is... freaking sexy!" she said, seeing her girlfriend wearing a tight blue dress that ended just shortly over her knees. The engineer's eyes stayed on her girlfriend's neckline for a while. Just now she realized they hadn't had sex in a few days.
"I knew you'd like it." Erin smirked, reaching for the bottle the blonde had just opened.
"Was is necessary to invite so many people? " she asked, watching Erin drink a glass of wine all at once.
"Uh... no probably not, but I thought it would be nice to have some people from the University and her family and some old friends... apparently they all thought it would be nice to bring a lot more than just a plus one... guess we are just famous enough."
"Think about the facebook and twitter posts... partying at the Ghostbusters firehouse! Maybe we get Kevin to play his saxophone shirtless, think about the re-tweets we would get!" Holtzmann chuckled with a wink, feeling satisfied by seeing her girlfriend blush a bit. She was still a bit attracted to him, Holtzmann knew that and she didn't blame her for it. He was indeed just wonderful to look at. Still, sometimes she would worry a bit about whether Erin would be missing certain things.
"Patty seems to have fun though..." Erin chuckled. Their friend was making out with a short, pale man, whose hair looked like he hadn't brushed it for days.
"God, that's Ronald Gruber! Oh she must be so drunk! That guy is even weirder than me!" Holtzmann smiled, reaching for the bottle again.
"Well we've got a thing for weirdo's... I certainly do..." Erin chuckled, leaning back against the kitchen counter, looking at her girlfriend with a look of pure adoration in her eyes.
"I'm a bit drunk." she murmured, running her hand along her girlfriend's waist. She wore a tight brown vest over that navy-blue blouse Erin loved so much. The blonde tensed up, leaning casually on the kitchen counter, but the look in her eyes quickly became seductive.
"I'm a bit dizzy as well..." she whispered leaning further into her girlfriend before bringing her mouth to her ear. "And I want nothing more than to lick you, slow and gently, I want to run my tongue between your soft folds, tasting you... I want to hear you moan, to feel your fingers grab my hair and pull it when you come."
Erin completely tensed up. Holtzmann would talk dirty to her from time to time, when they were in public, but unobserved. Sometimes she would do that a few times a day, fueling the fire until Erin could not think of anything else than sex anymore. It was thoroughly odd to watch herself behaving like that, as she'd never seen herself as an overly sexual person, but Holtzmann had changed everything. Her whole body felt different, as if it would have a mind of it's own.
"That..." Erin started, clearing her throat. "That sounds... very... appealing..."
Holtzmann smiled her usual seductive smile and Erin was lost. She loved that woman. She loved everything about her, especially those dimples, knowing that this smile was just for her. Somehow this beautiful woman grew to love her, Erin Gilbert, who wasn't special or overly sexy or beautiful, but that stunningly beautiful and smart woman was her's and that was all she ever needed.
"Upstairs..." was all she could get out and Holtzmann got the hint, gently pulling her girlfriend with her.
They ran up the stairs, finding the door to the second floor to be locked.
"What the hell... did you lock it?" Holtzmann said.
"No I left it open when I went downstairs. Abby must have locked it, someone stole her diary once at a home party, since then she's very strict on locking everything... should've thought about that." Erin said, growing impatient.
"You're kidding, right?"
"No I'm serious."
"Her diary? Gee that's... how did she survive high school?" Holtzmann said with a chuckle.
"It was in college..."
"Even worse! Did you read it?"
"I... didn't..."
"Yes you did! Come on, tell me all the dirty details-"
"I didn't read it! End of the conversation. Now go downstairs and get the keys, please?" Erin interrupted her.
"Uh, I forgot how impatient you are..." the blonde answered and then she looked at her with that adoring look again.
"My sweet darling... I haven't had an orgasm in four fucking days... don't let me wait any longer."
Holtzmann's eyes grew wide, gazing at her girlfriend in disbelief. She opened her mouth, hesitated and instead leaned in for a quick but passionate kiss.
"I'll be back in a sec." Holtzmann said before running downstairs.
When she hadn't returned five minutes later, Erin went to see what took her so long. She found the engineer in an argument with her best friend.
"You are serious, aren't you?"
"I am! I swear I had it in my pocket, here, this pocket, see" Abby took the blonde's hand and shoved it into her pocket. "Nothing's there."
"Are you sure it is the right pocket?" Holtzmann asked, sounding rather desperate.
"I'm sorry Holtz, really I don't know where it is..." Abby said with sinking shoulders.
"Wait, you lost the key?" Erin asked, finally reaching them. They stood together with a bunch of former college friends that looked like they had just witnessed the most embarrassing conversation of the century.
"I did, I'm sorry Erin."
"No! No you didn't! Abby my stuff is up there, my keys to the hotel room, my purse, my fucking toothbrush!"
"Really? You're worried about your toothbrush? Our Equipment is upstairs!" Holtzmann said , now folding her arms and nervously looking around.
"Sorry that I don't want to kiss you with stinking breath!" Erin hissed.
"Girls, we cannot do anything now, please, calm down." Abby said, attempting to pat their shoulders, but hesitating eventually.
"Abby... it's Friday... do you know how expensive an emergency lock and key service is?" Holtzmann answered, now sounding unnerved. Erin had never witnessed her girlfriend being in a bad mood. She usually was a very positive, nonchalant person that always had a witty thing to say.
"Do you?" Abby replied.
"Very much more expensive than a usual one!"
"Okay, okay... maybe we can find it... It must be somewhere around here right? If we could just..." Erin attempted to say, but she quickly realized the absurdness of this idea.
They stayed in silence for a while.
"I really am sorry..." Abby eventually said. They had cooled down an bit and Erin reached for her girlfriend's hand.
"You can stay at my place, you're obviously used to sleeping on ridiculously small couches, and tomorrow we call the emergency key service." Abby said, but there was already another old friend from college pulling at her arm and demanding attention.
"Alright." Holtzmann murmured. She dragged Erin back to the kitchenette and away from the mass of people.
"What had gotten into you, I've never seen you like this?" Erin softly asked, wrapping her arms around the blonde's shoulders.
"I don't feel comfortable when I'm surrounded by so many people... sorry, don't mean to be a party pooper..." she murmured, sinking into Erin's embrace while drawing little circles on her back.
"Besides... I was so excited about having sex with you..."
Erin chuckled, pulling her even closer.
"Me too..."
"I'll get a flat. The decision is made. Imagine me having a flat, we could just be there and-"
"Your keys would probably be upstairs as well." Erin interrupted.
Several hours and drinks later the party was still going on and the two of them were sitting on a couch surrounded by confetti, which had not been Erin's idea, some moron they didn't know had drowned them in it.
"I have confetti in places where confetti shouldn't be." Erin murmured, feeling the body next to her shake from a little chuckle. Her girlfriend lay her head on her shoulder, intertwining their hands.
"I would love to get you rid of that." the blonde answered.
It was already 4pm and Patty had gone off with one of Abby's former college friends and Abby herself was still busy talking to everyone. Kevin was surrounded by a bunch of women that obviously didn't care about his non-existing intellect. Erin and Holtzmann had been sitting on the couch for a while now, the blonde almost hidden under a blanket Erin had found in one of the lockers. They had attempted to dance a bit, at least Holtzmann had danced in her unique way when the 80s music started. Of course, the others had been making fun of Erin's weird hand-dance and the alcohol had made the rest. They were just exhausted.
"I wish we could sit on Ursula... lie on her, I mean." Erin mumbled, letting go of the blonde's hand under the blanket to slowly move it between her girlfriend's thighs.
"Dr. Gilbert! My, my, where does that come from?" Holtzmann purred, suddenly seeming very much awake.
"You did realize it's been a while, did you?" Erin answered, shoving her hand just a bit upwards, slowly drawing circles on the fabric.
"Hell yeah, I did..." Holtzmann shifted a bit until she was able to kiss her girlfriend, they still sat shoulder on shoulder, kissing softly and without any hurry while Erin's fingers continued stroking her lover's thigh.
"Erin?" someone suddenly interrupted them.
"Wow! I never knew! Seriously, you were the least person I would have expected to be gay! The way you drooled over my brother all these years, hell in summer she would lurk around in Abby's backyard to watch him by the pool! Or maybe... nah I get it now, you had a crush on me, right?" the woman said, standing in front of the couple, giggling like a school girl. "Well, I can't blame ya!"
"Excuse me, who are you?" Holtzmann asked, now looking between the both of them. The stranger looked like a typical poster girl, too much make up, monster tits and, judging by the few words she'd said, Holtzmann knew there wasn't much going on in her head.
"That's Katie Richards, Abby's neighbor when we were in school and Katie this is my girlfriend Jillian Holtzmann, who is the only woman I ever was and will be attracted to." Erin answered Her hand was still hidden under the blanket, but now she moved it away from the blonde's crotch.
"Riiiiight" Katie winked at her and as always, Erin blushed a bit. She really couldn't stand getting winked at.
"So, your secretary, you know the smokin' hot guy over there... is he single?"
"Something tells me she just came over here to ask that..." Holtzmann said to her girlfriend, sounding hilariously serious. "So at least the lack of interest is on both sides."
Standing up, Holtzmann gave Katie her best witty smile, patting her shoulder and pulling her girlfriend up from the couch.
"Please excuse us, I promised this extraordinary beautiful and very, very smart lady a slow dance and just a hint... you should zip up your trousers before you go on talking to anybody else." she said before turning around and dragging Erin to the dance floor.
Erin still chuckled when they wrapped their arms around each other and got into a slow rhythm.
"That was brilliant." she smiled radiantly before starting to slowly caress the blonde's neck. "I have no idea what she's doing here, Abby and I hated her. She made our life a living hell in high school." "Well I could make her life a living hell, if I would just have access to my lab... I could think of seven really terrible things to do to her." she grinned, nuzzling Erin's nose before giving her a quick kiss.
"Patty's right you know? You truly are scary sometimes."
Holtzmann smiled proudly and they fell into a comfortable silence. Soon they got oblivious to their surroundings. Holtzmann held her girlfriend tight while they danced cheek to cheek. She wanted to enjoy this moment, to never forget how truly happy she was and how perfect Erin was moving against her. Then, suddenly, a thought she had been thinking a lot in these past weeks came back into her mind and she couldn't stand having no answer to it.
"Do you miss something?" she whispered into her girlfriend's ear. She felt her tense up a bit, leaning back to look at her.
"What do you mean?"
"Sexually." the blonde answered, looking her girlfriend straight in the eye with her usual nonchalance.
Erin thought about it for a moment. The thought had crossed her mind before when she was imagining her future life. She knew she wanted to be with Holtzmann until her dying day and being a monogamous person that meant she would never have sex with a man again and yet, the fact didn't disturb her at all. She wanted Jillian Holtzmann and the things they did to each other.
"No." she simply answered. She could see the blonde was waiting for the sentence to go on, but Erin really had nothing else to say about it.
"You don't? Really? Not a single bit? Because I see the way you look at Kevin-"
"I want you. I chose to be with you! Where does this come from? I thought we were doing great.. like... really great?" Erin answered. Her girlfriend looked a little helpless, slowly swinging from one foot to the other. They were still dancing, and from the corner of her eye, Erin could see that Katie had finally managed to talk to Kevin.
"It's about what I said to Katie isn't it?" she asked and the blonde hesitatingly nodded.
"If I really am the only woman... you'll need something else sooner or later and I can't give you certain things." she mumbled, not daring to look into her girlfriend's eyes. Erin knew she had a point there. She was attracted to men, but thinking about Holtzmann and her beautiful pale breasts, the softness of her skin and how she loved to run her lips over the short stubbles at her pubic bone, down to the softest spot she'd ever touched, she felt so much love and adoration, she could never imagine living without all of this.
Not knowing how to describe what she felt she simply took he blonde's face into her hands and pulled her into a slow and sensual kiss, hoping her girlfriend could feel how truly attracted she was to her. They kissed and danced for a while, both tired of speaking, until the music ended and the lights went on.
Soooo... no real smut in here, but certainly in the next chapter :)