Last instalment of this little two-shot.
Warning: Rated M for content. Hope you all enjoyed, those of you who want more, I'm actually doing little fics for each episode where Claudia and Leena interact so stay with me.
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Leena watched through the binoculars as Alice strolled her way down the aisles, one by one, intent evident in her strut. As Claudia started the machine up, she tried not to grin. This was hot. They were hot, being completely badass. They proved to be an awesome team, with or without Artie. They were going to get Myka back. She bit the inside her cheek and gave a sideways glance towards Leena who was bent over slightly, peering down at the action.
"Artie, now!" They heard Pete's distant call and Claudia manoeuvred the laser over to the disco ball. The old-time disco beats pumped through the warehouse but this time she wasn't dancing. Claudia watched the colors flying aimlessly through the air. Oh wow... Arousal. Breathing was beginning to get hard and she held onto the machine, unable to move her eyes away. Unable to stop herself, she finally looked over at Leena whose eyes were stuck to the disco ball, her chest rising and falling rapidly. They were standing close, and finally Claudia loosened her grip on the tripod in front of her. She pushed Leena to the wall behind them, crashing her back against the metal and felt the innkeeper tug her down for their first proper kiss, a kiss she happily received and gave back.
The older woman let out a small moan and opened her mouth, letting her tongue taste Claudia's lips, her own tongue, her chin. She felt drunk, and intoxicated. Hands tugged on the zipper to her trousers. She couldn't tell whether they were hers or her friend's, but she helped pushed them passed the hips and let Claudia's hand fumble into her briefs. With one swift push, fingers entered her and she groaned, widening her legs to let the smaller woman thrust. The wetness, she couldn't describe. She had never been like this before, she had never had her head so muddled before. She was foggy, and desperate, and the only thing she knew was that she needed Claudia now.
Claudia felt Leena's fingers tug into her hair as she pulled her closer. Leena groaned, her hips rocking in time to the younger woman's pistoning arm. Her hands grasped at Claudia's hips, pushing the waistband to the redhead's skinny jeans down until their legs locked together and she found her way into Claudia's underwear. Music stopped. Claudia's head cleared. Her fingers were wet, and warm and in someth- She ripped her mouth away from her friend's and gasped. Her palm was touching soft hair. That meant... Her fingers were inside somebody. She was having sex. This classed as sex, right? Oh god… oh god, no… She felt as if she'd been under water for too long. Her lungs were heavy and she slowly pulled out, trying not to freak out or hurt the woman, she just needed to get away.
"Claudia?" Leena's voice was full of confusion, haze… desire. Claudia shook her head and pushed the woman's hand away.
"N…No, I didn't…" Claudia hastily pulled up her pants and buttoned herself up. "I didn't want it that way."
Leena blinked. Realization flooded her face and she peered down at herself, jeans and panties around her ankles. "Oh god…" She looked like she was about to cry. "I didn't mean.. I'm sorry."
Claudia couldn't talk. She was too embarrassed and she ran down the stairs, unable to watch the woman cry.
"Claudia…" Leena's face scrunched up and she pulled up her clothes and made herself decent before following. "Claudia, wait…"
When she finally caught up with her friend, Claudia's stomps could probably be heard through the whole warehouse. "Claud… that wasn't us. It was the disco ball."
"Firstly," Claudia's voice broke. "The disco ball shouldn't have worked inside."
"But it did.." Leena mumbled. "That wasn't me, I didn't… I couldn't control myself."
"What, and you think I could?" Claudia looked hurt. "You think… you think I just did it for the kicks?"
"Well you… I just…" Leena became breathless as she tried to keep up with the redhead. "You said you liked me."
"Exactly!" Claudia pulled her trousers more snugly around her waist. "I told you I liked you, that doesn't mean I wanted to fuck you as soon as I got a chance. Who the hell do you think I am?" She turned to look at her, dark eyes burning into lighter ones. "I'm sorry. I just… this is messed up." Everything went quiet apart from the sound of breathing as the two women stormed past aisles like they were on Supermarket Sweep. "And…and secondly, that is not how I wanted things."
"You didn't?" Leena frowned.
Claudia rolled her eyes. "For some reason, I wanted to do the thing that normal people do, and ask you out somewhere outside this goddamn place, where we don't get affected by hornymaking artifacts. I wanted to ask you out," she repeated softly.
Leena pulled Claudia to a stop, grabbing her hand and pulling her swiftly until she faced her. "Do it."
"Do what?" Claudia stuttered. Leena rolled her eyes. "Oh… oh!" Rubbing her hands self consciously, she then looked up at her friend and smiled shyly. "Okay so… so Howie Day is playing in Martin on Sunday… I mean, I wasn't gonna go because hello, soppy as! Plus, he's probably still on probation. And I wasn't going to go on my own and look like some pill-popping loser listening to Mr. Maudlin." Leena was frowning, clearly confused. "But it's in a secret location, and I kinda can't pass it up now, so will you go with me?"
"What's Howie Day?" Leena mumbled, not sure of what she was getting herself into.
Claudia's nose wrinkled and she wiped her hand self consciously on her pants before pulling the older woman close. "You're cute. Just say yes." Arms fit snugly around Leena's waist.
"Okay," Leena giggled. "Sure. Yes. I'd love to."
Claudia smiled and cleared her throat, then cautiously pecked Leena on the cheek before releasing her hold on the innkeeper. "Awesome."
Leena blushed and looked down at her feet, then her head snapped back up, eyes widening. "The mirror."
"Crapsico," the redhead sighed. "Come on…" She began to walk down the aisle, following the remnants of light coming from the Studio 54 ball as it dimmed. "Hey, Leena?"
"Yeah?" Leena pulled the redhead down the right aisle, then let go of her arm.
"We were pretty kickass back there, huh?"
"When?"
"When we knew what we were actually doing," Claudia said hastily.
"Sure," Leena smiled, relaxing. "We were."
"We should call ourselves something." Claudia chirped excitedly.
"Like what?" She had no idea what Claudia was talking about.
"Like… I dunno, but I'll get back to you."
"Can't wait," Leena rolled her eyes, but held the grin with her friend.
A sudden squeal came from the younger woman. "Cleena; better than your average Warehouse maid."
"Oh my god." Leena actually stopped in her tracks and turned Claudia. "You are kidding, right? Please tell me you're kidding…"
Claudia just chortled and hopped away from the thwack that was aimed for her shoulder. "Get it? Cleena…cause.. We clean and stuff. Myka and Pete go out on the field, and we're like the little mice. And we rock at inventory." The innkeeper crossed her arms and frowned. Claudia wasn't fazed. "You love it. I know you love it." Leena finally rolled her eyes and let out a hint of a smile.
By the time they reached their friends, both women were practically skipping, smiles on their faces, both happy for Myka's return and their own personal discoveries. Leena pushed down the slight bit of fear she felt. She could do this. Artie would kill her for sure, though. He would demand she have nothing to do with the Warehouse if he found out what they were doing. Friends was fine. Friends was fun… Dating was a different matter entirely, and Claudia was much, much younger.
But it was just one date, right? This date would be fun, and hopefully she'd relax, but if that was all that happened, she'd deal. She wouldn't push herself, not after what had just happened. She'd wait, and wait for Claudia to determine how fast things would go. Leena smiled and hugged Myka, welcoming her back. She pulled back and shared a soft grin with Claudia who gave her a little wink. Yep, this weekend was going to be fun.