Uncomfortable and warm, face down against something solid and cold. She pried her eyes open, blinking repeatedly to wake her brain. Sitting up, Beth yawned and looked around. Alison's house. But then why was she on the floor? Turning to look over her shoulder, Alison was flush with the back of the sofa, face buried in the corner. There was definitely room for Beth to join her, it wouldn't be too weird after last night, would it? They had both slept there last night, it's not like she was doing anything invasive. Besides, Beth very distinctly remembered kissing Alison. Screw it, she told herself as she lift the blanket and carefully lowered herself onto the sofa. As she moved closer towards Alison, her arm rested easily with her waist.
Alison breathed in as she woke, turning out from the corner she leaned back to be more in Beth's hold. She smiled at the fact Beth had stayed into the morning, rather than leave immediately after waking.
"Hey, you." Alison shifted her arm, sneaking her fingers into Beth's fingers.
"You smell incredible, Ali." Beth murmured against Alison's neck, seeming to have buried her face into her.
"You think so? I've been trying a new blend for my soaps."
"Soaps?"
"Yeah." Alison turned around to face Beth, pecking her lips. "It's sort of a part time job, I make soap and my mother sells it in her shop."
"Pretty talented." Beth smiled sleepily, fighting to keep her eyes open no matter how tired she was.
"Does your head hurt, from last night?"
"No, actually. I thought it would.. I don't normally drink that much."
"Good. Water helps, sometimes you also need a glass when you wake up."
"Your lips help." Alison laughed playfully. "Okay. Not my greatest line."
"That was pretty bad. But since I enjoy kissing you.."
They started kissing again, much like the night before, but without Beth falling asleep. The kiss woke her up, giving more energy to the tired girl. Also, Alison's wandering hands did the trick. Not too long after they began kissing, Beth rolled Alison onto her back and straddled her legs.
Beth easily could've held Alison there, kissing the girl all day, but she felt guilty.
"Ali?" She sat up, supporting herself on her knees. "You don't have work later, do you?"
"Uhh.. Not till this afternoon? Why?"
"I just.. Didn't want to keep you and have you be late." With a smile, Alison reached towards Beth's hair, threading her fingers into the dark hair, and guided her back down to her lips.
Kissing wasn't exactly something Alison was new to, she had only ever kissed Ainsley, Donnie, and Chad Morrison. She'd never been kissed as passionately as Beth was kissing her, or having the same effects. Inside of her chest felt as if a hurricane was about to destroy her from pleasure. The sensation wasn't just in her chest, thought, it pooled lower, throughout her stomach, her sides, making her weak in the knees. Alison was essentially numb, but for once felt alive.
Beth was wedged between her legs, on top of her. Alison couldn't tell anymore, she was lost under the lips and tongue of Beth Childs. Her hands gravitated towards the rest of Beth's body, wanting the woman connected to her. Feeling a rupture under her hands, Alison couldn't help but giggle, even if she was still kissing Beth.
Drawing back in confusion, Beth looked at her, breathing quickly.
"What?" Beth mumbled dumbly; at least to her it was dumbly, Alison found her actions endearing.
"Your stomach keeps growling.. We should probably eat something soon." Beth had arched a brow while smirking, only when Alison's cheeks went red in realization did Beth laugh softly.
"Don't." Alison tried scolding her, but the words came from her, not Beth.
"I'd rather kiss you than eat you at the moment.." Shifting shyly, Beth continued to speak. "I'm not into putting out on the first date, one nightstands, that sort of shit."
Alison was smiling softly, stroking Beth's cheek before she moved close enough to kiss her.
"That's so sweet, Beth."
"Ugh. Don't make me regret those words. Too damn domestic." Beth's threatening voice came across jokingly, though. Alison leaned in again and started kissing her.
"For now, kiss me."
"Okay." Just as before, Beth kissed her like life itself depended on that kiss, leaving Alison's insides a fluttering mess. Prying herself from the sofa, Alison attempted to walk to the kitchen on her wobbly, weak legs.
Fighting herself, Beth found a rather proud smile on her lips. This was something strange and new for her, because it hadn't happened anytime recently. Her last relationship she never felt happy, or the desire to smile. Within a day- easily only twelve hours- Alison had given her a reason to smile.
Walking into the kitchen Beth felt out of place, not sure what to do. She hadn't been in this situation ever. Alison had quickly started mixing up something that smelled delicious, and began cooking. She managed to move around efficiently, prepping everything at the same time. After a moment she finally looked up, smiling softly to Beth.
"Hey."
"Hi." Alison's smile grew even sweeter.
"I'd offer to help, but it'd turn out horrible, and everything would be a disaster. Probably start a fire."
"That bad?"
"I can make coffee..?" With a teasing smirk, cupped her hands over Beth's cheeks and kissed her tenderly. "In that case... Sit down. I'll have everything finished momentarily."
"You're the best, Ali." Beth leaned in and kissed the woman thoroughly, like she had earlier when they were on the couch. Alison began to be so consumed in the kiss- her arms wrapping around Beth's neck as she brought her closer- that she nearly forgot the food on the stove behind her. When they pulled away, she quickly rushed to the food.
"See? I'm not even cooking it and I'm almost burning the house down." Beth chuckled,
"Oh hush. Sit, please."
Breakfast passed quietly, mainly because Beth wasn't sure what to say. Alison didn't come off as too much of a critic, or uptight; maybe Beth had a bias. Takin the dishes to the kitchen, Beth at least rinsed them, wanting to help lighten the load. She had a feeling that Alison would've complained, but she was fast- and adamant about her decision. Alison cooked, so it only seemed fair.
"Ugh. Donnie is ticked off."
"He can piss off." Beth muttered behind her mug, but that didn't go unnoticed to Alison's ears. Casually refilling her mug, Beth leaned back against the counter beside Alison.
"Yes, but I promised I would take him home and I didn't." Alison set her phone on the counter, annoyed.
"So? Instead you took a hot girl home and slept with her."
"We didn't sleep together!" Alison was blushing furiously, trying to hold back a grin of embarrassment.
"Oh, we most certainly did. I recall you holding me."
"You were drunk, Beth."
"And you slept with me, yes."
"That's a technicality, not the truth."
"Semantics."
"I've never actually slept on a sofa before."
"Not even as a kid?" Beth was somewhat shocked, under the influence that everyone did at least once.
"No, my parents wouldn't let me."
"Oh god, please tell me this isn't their house." Beth's horror had Alison laughing, trying her best to shake her head.
"No, I moved out my first year of college."
"So I was pretty much your first." Beth deadpanned, lifting the mug to her lips as she somewhat eagerly awaited Alison's reaction. It took a moment for the words to sink in before Alison's cheeks turned red.
"Beth!"
"Shit, I'm totally kidding."
Whenever Alison was embarrassed she'd suddenly smooth out her hair, or her clothing, like she was doing. Taking advantage of the moment, Beth turned and wrapped her arms around the girl to kiss her.
They stood entwined, when Alison needed air Beth took the opportunity to kiss her neck as sweetly as she could; keeping each placement of her lips as light as possible.
"Could we talk, for a minute?" Beth asked between kissing Alison's neck. Nerves were soaring, and she knew that if she didn't have this conversation she would regret it for a long, long time. With a good sound of complaint, Alison backed her head away and looked at Beth in confusion.
"Yes, of course. Is something wrong..?"
"No, no. Definitely not.. I just.." Biting her lip, Beth nervously raked her had through her hair, revealing a new side to Alison. A side that had her captivated. Alison wanted to know so much about the woman, and she was willing to take any information the woman was willing to give.
"Hey.." Alison nearly whispered, touching Beth's arm, her thumb was rubbing all over her skin, familiarizing itself with Beth. "What is it?"
"I don't want this to stop." Beth sighed. "You and me.. I really like you, Ali. I want to date you," an undecipherable expression displayed itself; one that was quickly growing to be a face Beth didn't like. "This shouldn't end here, with us going our own ways after last night and today."
"Then it won't." Alison spoke authoritatively and confident. Her hand dropped from Beth's forearm to her hand, as she took her fingers between her own, holding firmly to Beth.
"Seriously?" The lump that had formed in Beth's throat was disappearing.
"Yes. Oh my god, yes. There's nothing I want more than for you to date me..." Suddenly Alison's cheeks began to colour, and her sudden burst of courage gone; eyes shooting to the floor.
"Seriously?" A better image of shock couldn't have been captured; Beth stared dumbstruck, jaw open- splitting into a massively shy and happy smile. Alison merely nodded. Slipping her arms around her waist, Beth caught Alison in a long embrace, hugged to her.
"You're incredible."
"I have one condition, though.."
"Oh?" Beth didn't dare pull away, mainly out of fear. What if it was a deal breaker? What could Alison possibly want? Condition? So many different questions were racing through Beth's head as she tried to think of every possible answer.
"We don't stand in my kitchen kissing all day, as tempting as that idea is."
Relief. "You don't want to christen the counter? Tsk."
"Beth!" Alison scolded, swatting her arm in embarrassment. Rubbing out her arm, Beth followed Alison as she began walking away.
"Ali! You know I was joking..." With a playful smile, Alison brought Beth to her bedroom.
"I thought.. In here might be acceptable."
"Anywhere is fine with me, as trite as that sounds."
"You make it sound sweet." Alison's hand lift to Beth's cheek before she looked at her lips, bringing her own closer. Alison stole the kiss before opening the door and trying to pull Beth in. Beth followed in an almost trance like manner, eager to taste her lips.
Unbeknown to Alison as she lay in the other room occupied with Beth, her phone began to ring. When it went to voicemail, hell began brewing..