Part 13.
Sian had been pulling Soph along the cobbles and as they approached the flat, the brunette stopped them, tugging back on Sian's hand and spinning her around. She tugged on the blonde's hand once more bringing their bodies together and their lips mere inches apart. They grinned goofily at each other, still high on their encounter in the pub and excited about being together, again, finally.
Sophie let out a small giggle as she watched her breath, cooled by the evening air collide with Sian's and drift away, as their lips came together. The brunette grasped her girlfriends other free hand and played gently with her fingers between her own, remembering what Sian's fingertips felt like and wanting to feel them on her skin. The mere thought of it was driving her insane.
Sian smiled into the kiss and immediately felt Sophie's tongue move across her bottom lip, before gently easing its way into her mouth. She helped the brunette deepen the kiss immediately, loving the way her girlfriend tasted and really wanting to remember, exactly how she used to make her feel. Sex with Sophie was always incredible, her hands were magical, and it made Sian's eyes roll back in her head just thinking about it. She wanted the brunette right then, and she didn't much care that they were in the middle of the street. Sian brought her hands up to Sophie's shoulders and pulled her closer; pushing their bodies together making sure every inch of them were touching.
Sophie responded by escalating the kiss, feverishly exploring the blonde's mouth as her mind tripped over itself with how much she wanted to get Sian naked, as soon as possible. Her hands were running across Sian's shoulders, down her back and around her waist, over and over, as her fingers caressed and squeezed her body as she did so. Sophie was getting as turned on as she was in the pub, she could feel Sian's heartbeat thudding loudly in her chest, and the blonds breathing was getting heavy and laboured, as she struggled for breath as brunette was not letting her break the kiss for air.
Sophie started edging them towards her parent's house; Sian knew they weren't going in the direction of the flat but really, location was the last thing on her mind, right then. They just needed a bed. As they neared the door Sian broke away and gasped for air, she pushed her forehead against Sophie's and they both gulped down a few breaths, panting heavily in the process. Sian was holding onto the front of Sophie's shirt and she clenched the material firmly in her fists. Their bodies were still pulled together, almost overlapping as Sophie leaned all her weight onto Sian, causing the blond to tip into the wall.
Sian's eyes were closed and she bit on her bottom lip, kind of humming as her one hand gripped Sophie's neck. Her breathing was still heavy, and her whole body was tingling from how Sophie's tongue had been teasing her. Delirious, was the only way to describe her. "Mhmm babe", she breathed, her words coming out in a whisper. She felt like her heart was skipping a thousand beats and she had no idea how she was surviving the juddering in her chest. It seemed to shudder some, as she breathed. She felt like she was on fire, "I uhm", she sort of coughed, "want you so bad". Her eyes opened and she flicked them up at Sophie's, taking in a quick breath and feeling a little vulnerable, all of a sudden.
Sophie was pushing herself onto the blond, her eyes had opened when Sian had started to speak and she fixated on the movement on her girlfriends lips. She seemed to talk in slow motion, and Sophie involuntarily licked her own lips in response, imagining kissing her girlfriend again, and thinking about where her own lips could be, pretty soon. She thought back to what Sian used to taste like and her mind went all kinds of places. It caused her to pause, briefly, and she swallowed the breath she had been holding. Sian's words reached her ears and they caused Sophie's eyes to meet her girlfriends. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be reaching out to her, somehow. It caused Sophie's heart to melt. The brunette pushed herself even harder into her girlfriend, wanting to get the message across.
"I want you too", she whispered, "More than I ever have, I think". Sophie's lips had suddenly gone very dry and so she ran her tongue across them. Slowly. The desire within her was overwhelming. The brunette's hands were on Sian's hips and her fingers were busy running just inside the top of the blonde's jeans. It was making Sian moan, ever so slightly and all of a sudden, Sophie grabbed her girlfriend's left hand and pulled her towards the door.
Sophie walked backwards into the living room and pulled a stumbling Sian after her. The blond had tripped over something in the hallway, something like a shoe and had half fallen onto Sophie. The brunette had brought her index finger up to her lips to silence her girlfriend's giggles. "Shhhhh" she breathed, pulling Sian towards her gently and all the time inching further towards the stairs.
Suddenly a light came on from the kitchen and an annoyed voice came thundering towards them. "What's this?" an annoyed Sally shot at them, half asleep but suddenly quite awake, in the way that only moms can do. Her arms abruptly folded across her chest. "Have you forgotten how to work a light switch?"
Sophie spun around as Sian pressed into her from behind, the blonds giggling having suddenly subsided as she realised perhaps the Webster's door wasn't the best one to have chosen, for hot passionate make up sex after four years. It was bound to be loud. Sian bit on her lip to help keep her quiet. Her hands were at Sophie's waist.
"Uhmm, no". The brunette answered, her eyes moving from one side of the room to the other. She wasn't sure why her mother was being weird. But she was sure she would find out. "We jus didn't want to wake anyone".
Sally sighed, unfolded her arms and re-wrapped her dressing gown around herself. "Yeah well, fat chance of that with you falling through the living room-" her eyes stopped on Sian's hands as she observed Sophie slowly reaching for one of them, and then gently entwined their fingers. Sally couldn't suppress the smile that touched her lips. "I see you finally sorted things out?" she half asked.
Both girls grinned like Cheshire cats and Sian lightly hugged Sophie from behind.
"Myeh, sort of Mrs. Webster", Sian answered, with a giggle. "We're getting there".
Sally was now full on grinning. She loved seeing her youngest daughter happy, and no one had ever made her as happy as Sian had, way back when. "Well", she started, "let's hope you do it right, this time". Again she had that 'mom knows best' look, and she hoped they would both listen to her more, this time.
Sophie looked over her shoulder at her girlfriend and they grinned toothily at each other, before Sophie tugged Sian towards the stairs. "Yeah so, we were just gonna go upstairs.." she trailed off and moved them both to the foot of the staircase.
Sally held out a hand, "oh no you don't, you know the rule, Sophie".
What? Her mind screamed. "What?" Sophie forced out, her gaze met her mothers and Sian had stopped dead behind her. Surely, she could not be serious.
"You don't share a bed like that with anyone in this house, Sophie Webster-"
"Mum! I'm not 16!" she demanded; her eyes were wide and she dug her heels into the floor, rooting herself to the spot. "I'm 24!"
"And?" Sally forced back. Her hands were now at her hips. "The rule is there for Rosie and so the same one applies to you".
Sophie was astounded. She knew she had had sex in her room before, many times, actually. Surely they weren't all behind her mother's back ? She couldn't think, her mind was too busy reeling from this. She had to be with Sian, they had just made up, what, exactly, was her mother's problem? She loved her, she would marry her, for God's sake, it was hardly immoral.. What? Wait! You'd marry her..? Sophie's eyes somehow got wider and they darted about the room, a bit. She swallowed, shaking her head slightly. Later. Just, later. She closed her eyes and opened them. She blinked a few times, bringing herself back to the situation in hand. "Why? It's not like I can get her pregnant", Sophie shot out, "is it?" Sian kind of, nudged her, from behind.
Sally regarded her with a warning expression, "that's not the point Sophie and you know it".
Sophie groaned in exasperation and spun round to face Sian, who was looking at her as if the conversation was pointless. She held onto Soph's hand, "its okay babe", she whispered.
"And don't think I haven't just seen you move behind that sofa Rosie.."
Rosie appeared seemingly from out of nowhere and stood up, just behind the sofa with a smirk to her lips. Sophie and Sian both looked at her confused.
"..I can't believe you've tried that again! Especially after last time", she shook her head, disappointed as she was. "I'm sorry Jason but I'm not having you stay anymore, not when the pair of you can't be trusted". Sally had half turned herself around pretty much out of fear of seeing what state of undress Jason was in, lying on her sofa.
He lifted his head up, "sorry Mrs. Webster".
Sian brought her hand to her lips to stifle a laugh. Sophie just grinned, her sister was terrible.
Rosie was standing there, half caught in headlights and half amused by the situation. She was wearing a pink and black chemise, complete with lace top stockings and her hair seemed to be perfect, not a strand out of place. Her lipstick was bright pink, to match her underwear. Your imagination was simply not needed for it.
"Yes, well, I'm sorry too Jason", she spoke, eying her eldest daughter incredulously. She lowered her tone, and her gaze. "Really Rosie, do you have no shame?"
"Well I wasn't expecting you to come down for a cup of tea!" Rosie exclaimed, as things jiggled that perhaps shouldn't, given the situation. She carried on nonetheless. "And then stand there drinking it". Her eyes were wide and it was hard not to be transfixed by the intense pink coming from her lips.
Sally had had enough. She looked back to the sofa. "If you're not gone by the time I'm back downstairs there'll be hell to pay, I'm not joking!" She went for the stairs and huffed at Sian, "that goes for you too!" She moved past both of them and disappeared upstairs.
Sophie followed her mother with her gaze and rolled her eyes. She breathed out in frustration. Why was her mother ruining it? She should be happy they were back together! Surely she could've made an exception, this one time. Sian was at her side and was looking at her, a little confused. She reached down and clasped the brunette's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. Sophie looked into her eyes and pushed out a breath, trying to still her fluttering heart. Her eyes were a little glossy and she suddenly felt very hot.
Sian gave her a reassuring smile, "it doesn't matter, Soph", she said quietly. She had every intention of taking them over to the flat and so didn't really know what the problem was.
"Aww you two", Rosie started, folding her arms across her chest. She had the biggest grin on her face and was so happy her little and Sian were back together. "You're still amazingly cute".
Sophie shot her a look and stepped away from Sian, "this is all your fault", she pouted, as she walked up to the sofa. She put her hands on the back of it. Jason sat up and pulled a shirt over his head.
Rosie was confused, "how do you work that one?" she put her hands on her hips.
"Well if you hadn't of pulled this thing with Jason again.." she gestured in the air with her hands, and then thudded them back down on the cushions, "she wouldn't have been so angry". She kind of trailed off towards the end, knowing herself that wasn't really any kind of point. She just wanted someone to blame. She looked off to the kitchen to avoid her sister's glare.
Rosie had scrunched her face up. "What's that got to do with anything? She still would've seen you two fall all over each other in the doorway. And if I can't have sex", she folded her arms, "then neither can you, I'm sorry". She was shaking her head a bit, fair was fair, after all. "I don't care if you have waited four years-"
Sophie shot her head back to Rosie and cut her eyes at her. She didn't really see why her sister needed to rub it in. Sian had snapped to attention at that. She was back at Sophie's arm.
"Haven't you got a flat you can go to anyway?" Jason asked, no one in particular. He was half way through putting his boots on and seemed to regard the floor as he spoke. This conversation all seemed a little pointless, to him.
Everyone looked at Jason, and Sophie wished this had been one of those occasions where he remained quiet. She looked down at the back of the sofa and leaned all her weight on her hands.
Sian had been gently rubbing her hand up Sophie's arm. She tugged a little at her girlfriends shoulder. "Yeah c'mon Soph let's go", she leaned into her girlfriends ear, "I want to remember what you feel like", she whispered.
Sophie felt something rush within her and she closed her eyes to try and contain it. She swallowed and then turned to look at her gorgeous, gorgeous girlfriend. She opened her eyes and saw the desire in Sian's, and the feelings she was experiencing the way she moved her hand up her arm were amazing. The brunette had goose bumps everywhere and that was through clothes. Sophie was pretty certain all she would have to do was look at Sian naked and she would be spent. Totally. Her heart was aching and she desperately didn't want to disappoint the blond, but she just couldn't go in that flat, she just couldn't.
"I can't", she breathed. Her tone was so low the words seemed to vibrate across to Sian, who looked at her as if she had misheard. The blonds hand froze on Sophie's forearm.
"What?" Sian whispered.
Sophie immediately got upset. She moved her body so she was directly opposite Sian and she lowered her head. "I can't go in there Sian, I'm sorry"; her eyes were full of tears but she lifted them to look into the blonds, "please don't ask me".
Sian backed off a little, it was only a step but it spoke volumes to Soph. Sian looked up to the ceiling and took a breath; so they were back to this? She hooked her thumbs in her back pockets. "But that's all done with", she looked right into her girlfriend, "don't you wanna be with me?"
"Of course more than anything!" it was still a whisper but she spoke it with force. Sophie inched closer and put her hands on Sian's waist. The blond tried to back off but Sophie held her in place.
Rosie tugged Jason up from the sofa and pushed him towards to door, "time to go babe". She pulled the living room door shut behind them and hoped to God her baby sister would stop being stupid. Well, would at least try and get over her own fears, for Sian's sake if not for her own.
Sophie and Sian hadn't moved from their position, like the moment had caught them and wasn't letting go. Sophie knew she had to get the blond to understand before everything was lost, but she didn't know how. And it scared her.
Sian looked again to the ceiling and sniffed back what she was feeling. She didn't get it. Didn't understand why Sophie was being like this. "So that's it then?" she shook her head to shake her hair away from her face.
"No!" Sophie tugged on the front of Sian's shirt, "course it isn't".
Sian grinned in disbelief, "well help me out then Soph, 'cuz if you won't come to the flat and with what your mom said", her tone had gone higher and she glared at her girlfriend. She brought her hands from her pockets, gestured them in the air and then flopped them down. She shook her head.
Sophie was struggling, and she knew she was. It was the sheer panic of losing Sian that was bubbling within her, this was exactly what she had been afraid of. Her own fears ruining just, everything. And it had taken what? 15 minutes of them getting together? She wasn't thinking about what she was saying. "Well they won't always be in.."
Sian pushed Sophie away from her and she held one of her hands out. "I'm not 16 Sophie!" her voice was as loud as it could go for keeping it quiet. She really couldn't believe it. She kind of understood about the flat but, hadn't Sophie forgiven her? Didn't she want to move on? Sian thought she would explode from the pent up frustration. Sexual and otherwise. She didn't know what to do with herself. Her hands were at her face for a second before she threw them in the air. "Uuuuuuhhhhh just forget it!"
She turned towards the door as Rosie came back in and leaned against it. Rosie looked at Sian who had stopped in her tracks; she moved her gaze over to Sophie who was simply beside herself with panic, looking as if she would burst into tears at any second. Rosie gave her a sympathetic smile as Sophie shuffled on the spot a little; her one hand lost in her hair atop top her head and the other threatening to bleed, her fingernails digging deep into her palm as her fist clenched and unclenched out in front of her. Her lips mouthed the word 'help' and she sent it across to her sister.
Rosie's heart felt that a thousand times over. She looked back to Sian and the brunette straightened where she stood. She kept her voice low. "You two, are doin' my head in".
Sian wasn't in the mood. "Rosie, move".
Rosie stepped forward and looked at the blond. She was clearly upset and needed to storm off to make a point, but there was no way Rosie was going to let her. She stood as bold as brass in her pink and black chemise and look Sian in the eye. "Don't you think this is hard for her?" she gestured at her sister; "how hard was it for you, going back in there for the first time?" That broke the blond a little bit, Rosie could see it in her eyes, but her jaw remained firmly jutted out. "She hasn't set foot in there once, since she walked out that night, so just think about what you're asking her to do".
Sian swallowed the lump in her throat and her anger seemed to dissipate, a little bit. She licked her lips and looked down at the floor. But Rosie wasn't done.
"Look at her!" the older sister demanded, and Sian looked up and then over her shoulder at her newly acquired girlfriend. She looked totally lost, and the blond melted. Sian's shoulders followed her head as she moved her body in Sophie's direction.
Sophie was busy trying to hold all her emotions in, she didn't want to cry, she just desperately wanted a cuddle. Her breathing was incredibly hitched and her chest was jerking a little bit. But she was determined not to cry.
"Now can you please just talk to each other for God's sake?" she gave Sian a light shove on her shoulder to get her moving in her sister's direction.
And right on queue her feet carried her over and just as easily her resolve totally broke. Sian let out a massive breath and spoke with utter devotion; "Soph baby c'mere", and she wrapped her arms gently around the brunette's shoulders.
Sophie seemed to collapse into the embrace and she buried her head into Sian's neck, putting her arms around the blonde's waist and pulling her close.
Rosie smiled as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. She really did feel like she should be running couples therapy. "I'm going to bed before I freeze my tits off", she moved for the stairs but turned back holding a finger in the air, "but you two sort this out, and I mean it". And she disappeared up the stairs.
"I'm sorry", Sophie breathed, she really was an idiot, and she knew it.
"No it's fine", Sian responded, as she smoothed the hair at the back of Soph's neck. "I know it's hard I just", she sighed, trying to find the right words, "wanted it to be straight forward".
Sophie giggled, a little bit, "you ever think it will be?" She pulled her head up and looked into her girlfriends eyes.
Sian cupped Sophie's face with both of her hands and ran her fingers over her cheeks. "Of course it will, we just gotta stop finding reasons to argue". And then she smiled.
Sophie did too and she slipped her hands further up the blonde's back. They both felt it and they both moved in for the kiss. It was light and gentle, more reassuring than anything else but it quickly became more as the feelings within both of them still hadn't subsided from before.
Sian broke the kiss and bit on her bottom lip. Sophie immediately looked at the floor and cleared her throat in a vain attempt at distracting herself. It didn't work. "I should go", the blonde whispered. She backed towards the door holding onto Sophie's little finger ensuring the brunette would follow her, as if she needed some encouragement.
Sophie was frustrated beyond belief, but there was still no way she could walk up those stairs again, in that flat. Not yet. It hurt her heart just thinking about it. It didn't stop her wishing she could, however. "I wish-"
But Sian silenced her putting an index finger to the brunette's lips. "Don't", she stated, as she stared at Sophie, "come to work tomorrow, we'll figure it out then".
Soph leaned against the wall and smiled warmly at the blonde, "okay", she responded, as Sian opened the front door. "I love you".
Something within Sian seemed to lift and she thought her feet would come off the ground. She smiled from ear to ear and wiggled her girlfriend's finger gently, before letting it go. "I love you, too".
And she was gone.
Her shift at work had gone painfully slow. All Sian had thought about aaaaall day was touching her girlfriend, kissing her girlfriend... licking her girlfriend... tasting her girlfriend... Her mind really was torturing her.
Rosie had come in about an hour ago and was jabbering on about something or other. Sian wasn't really sure. The blonde was stood at the hatch and Rosie just next to her, and seeing how it was quiet she thought perhaps she should begin listening to her, as really, her and Sophie's relationship had relied on the older sister, a bit. Or a lot.
Rosie's elbows were on the bar and she had flicked her wrists out a bit, looking totally confused. "Kumquats".
Pow! She was back. "What?" Sian blurted out, not knowing which part of the conversation she had walked in on.
Rosie started nodding as she pushed some fruit into her mouth. "Exactly, apparently they're like-"
"Oranges.." they said at the same time.
Rosie seemed impressed and she smiled at the blonde, "..yeah, so why didn't he just say that? Why do I want to know what they're called in Hong Kong or wherever-"
Sian had started giggling, Rosie really was the most random person she knew.
Rosie shoved another piece of orange into her mouth, "-I said to him, I thought he was being rude. Sounds like something my baby sister might get up to with her girlf.."
"Hey sis!" Sophie flung her arm around her sister and totally cut her off. Probably for the best. Sian shrieked and they engulfed each other in a hug. Sophie positioned herself between her girlfriend and her sister. "Guess what?" Sophie enthused, she was clearly excited about something.
"What?" Sian was all bright-eyed and completely happy her girlfriend was there.
Sophie looked at her sister who held a piece of orange out to her, "kumquat?" Rosie asked.
Sophie scrunched her face up, "what?"
"Exactly", Rosie finished.
Sian was pulling on her girlfriends arm, she shook her head, "she's learnt a new word". The blonde quickly changed the subject, "what are we guessing?"
"Oh yeh", the brunette's expression lit up, again. "I totally meant to tell you so don't go mad, I just got distracted with everything that was going on".
"Right", Sian added. It sounded ominous, to her. The blondes smile remained, however.
"Maz is coming!" Sophie's pitch was all high and she bent her knees a bit, before jumping up and down slightly with this amazing news.
Sian took this moment to realise Sophie's phone was in her hand and she seemed very keen on not letting it go. "Right", she said, again. She had no idea who Maz was.
Suddenly there was a very loud engine roar from outside and Sophie's grin somehow got even bigger. She grabbed onto Sian's shoulder and squeezed it, "that'll be her!" she said, as she brought her lips to Sian's and kissed her briefly with a very loud 'Mwah' sound before legging it out the pub.
Sian was confused. She looked to Rosie who had her forehead on the bar. She hadn't even notice her do it. Sian flicked her girlfriend's sister on the arm. "Urrmm, who's Maz?"
Rosie couldn't believe it. Her elbows were planted to the bar and her hands were pushed her hair over her head. "She's err, Sophie's ex".
"What?" Motion seemed to stop and Sian felt herself stare at Rosie for what seemed like ages. For some reason the brunette refused to look at her, and so she did the only logical thing, and followed her girl out the pub.
Sian got outside and stopped just by the door. She saw a figure kick a motorbike that was in a heap on the cobbles and she thought she heard the stranger insult it by calling it a 'fucking piece of crap' but she couldn't be sure. And she really wasn't bothered. She was bothered about what she saw next. She saw her girlfriend run up to this woman, scream her name and pounce on her. Legs wrapped around her waist and everything.
Maz held onto Sophie for as long as she could, before the weight toppled them both over and they landed on the bike. Sophie was giggling. "Careful babes!" Maz laughed, "don't want to cause the bastard anymore damage!"
They managed to get to their feet, still laughing and being quite touchy feely with each other, faaaaar too touchy feely, from where Sian was standing. The blonde's heart began to thud heavily in her chest and she was conflicted with what to do. She wanted to knock the stranger's lights out, but then Soph would probably hate her. Rosie had appeared behind her, but she said nothing.
Maz was a little bit taller than Sophie, had a figure to die for and had long wavy brown hair that flowed neatly down her back. She was wearing figure hugging leather trousers, black biker boots, a long white wife-beater and a brown biker jacket. A brown belt brought the whole outfit together and in complete honesty, even Sian found her hot. But the jealousy consumed it.
"It was over ages ago", Rosie said in the blonde's ear.
"So why is she here?" Sian demanded.
"I have no idea", Rosie continued, "but I'm sure it's innocent".
Sian couldn't contain it. She was mad. "Oh yeaah, that's why Soph looks so completely over her". She pointed to them down the street as the two continued to talk and touch each other, again, far too much in the blonde's opinion.
Rosie didn't really know what to say, but she tried, for her sister's sake. "She is over her, Sian she doesn't want Maz at all, not anymore-"
She was cut off, "oh give over!" she gestured again towards the newcomer. "Every lesbians hot young dream walks in and you're telling me Soph isn't interested?" The anger was boiling within her, "I don't believe you".
"Sian why would she want her?"
"I don't know.." the blonde's face was all screwed up and her arms were tightly folded across her chest, "..but I'm going to find out".
And she was down the street before Rosie could stop her.
..to be continued..