Brenda/Sharon (2)

Firsts

Sharon and Brenda's first date almost never happened. There was always a reason why it would never work. Sharon didn't think it was appropriate to ask her so soon after Fritz had left. Brenda wasn't exactly sure if Sharon was attracted to her like she thought she was. The first date wasn't even considered a date until they were halfway through dinner. Brenda admitted she wanted to ask her out on a date one day. Sharon smiled as she put her wine glass down and said: "There's no reason this can't be our first date." And Brenda smiled a dimpling smile, the only response Sharon really needed.

Sharon was laughing during their first kiss. They were on Brenda's sofa having wine and talking. Brenda was enjoying watching Sharon let down her walls and open up. Brenda was listening to the rich sound of her laughter when she suddenly leaned in and pressed her mouth to Sharon's. Sharon stopped doing everything for a moment; she didn't laugh, speak, and for a moment she was sure she wasn't breathing. Then Sharon's laughter started again as she kissed her back. Brenda thought it was one of the best and cutest kisses she'd ever shared with someone.

The first time they slept together was a bunch of wrongs that ended up feeling perfect. It was too fast, Sharon had thought; they were desperate and rushed. Brenda thought all the pressures were wrong; sometimes it was too hard and other times it wasn't hard enough. They weren't as attentive as they could be, they both agreed mentally. But when they looked into each other's eyes, their bodies rocking together, they knew that it didn't really matter how it happened. It was about it happening.

Sharon and Brenda were known for their arguments. But the first argument they had as a couple didn't compare to any of the work related arguments they had in the past. Even through her own anger and emotions she could see the raw emotion in Sharon's eyes. She could hear it in her voice. What they were arguing about was irrelevant, because after a few moments it was all noise and incoherent words laced with pain.

The night of their first argument was also the first time Brenda slept in the guest room. She could have gone home, but she didn't want to leave. If she had left she wouldn't have known that even though Sharon was still mad at her, and maybe a little hurt, she still cared deeply. It was in the middle of the night when she heard the door opening slowly, a soft light spilling into the room. She pretended to be asleep, closing her eyes tightly as she tried to keep her breathing even. Sharon never left the room. She fell asleep on the armchair, not wanting to leave Brenda alone.

Brenda wasn't sure she was hearing Sharon correctly the first time she said she loved her. They were lying in bed, her head against Sharon's chest as she listened to the sound of her heartbeat. Sharon was running her fingers through her hair, making Brenda slowly fall asleep. There was a movie playing, but the both of them had stopped watching it and it had simply turned into white noise. Sharon leaned her head down and kissed the top of her head. Brenda smiled and then Sharon whispered: "I love you." It took Brenda a moment before she registered the words completely. She looked up at her, and after a few beats passed with them smiling at each other, she returned the same words.

But both of their favorite firsts was when they realized everything they dealt with was worth it. When you find the one person that completes and betters you, no matter what struggles you face, you find a way to make it work. It's all worth it at the end.

Five Times Sharon Declines and the One Time She Accepts

The two of them were standing outside of Sharon's car after their second date. Brenda asked Sharon to come inside for a glass of wine. The look in Brenda's eyes showed she wanted more. Sharon was tempted to say yes. Not only had Brenda been giving her that look all night and she knew everything would one day lead to what Brenda wanted from her.

But Sharon decided it would be better if she went home and they waited. She wanted to be certain that it worked out and their relationship would mean more than sex. She thought waiting was best for them. So she leaned forward, softly brushing her lips against Brenda's, whispering that she'd call her when she got home. Brenda sighed a little, but she smiled still, coming back to her lips for one more kiss that lasted a little longer than the first. And then she went inside, waving before closing the door.

…

Brenda was about to empty the bottle of wine into Sharon's glass, but she stopped her. "I have to drive," she told her. Brenda nodded and filled her glass instead, drinking a fourth of the wine before putting her glass down. They had been talking, and Brenda's eyes were focused on her lips, but she knew she didn't really want to talk.

Sharon decided that just because she declined the wine, it didn't mean she had to deny herself other things she wanted. She brushed Brenda's hair away with her hand and then smiled as she pulled her closer to her. Their wine flavored lips slid against each other, soft and delicate. The kiss made Sharon hum, her hand tangling in Brenda's curly hair as the blonde's tongue caressed her own. She easily got lost in the glorious sensations moving through her body at the feel of Brenda's talented mouth. Brenda's mouth was meant for kissing; maybe it was what other things she started to imagine her kissing that made her finally break the kiss, stopping herself before she went too far.

…

"What are you doin' here?" Brenda asked when Sharon walked into her office, closing the door behind her.

Sharon smiled when she saw Brenda's features seem to brighten. "I just wanted to say goodnight," she told her. "I was trying to get down here earlier, but..."

Brenda shook her head, waving it off. "Don't worry about it. I heard y'all had a rough day in FID."

"And I still manage to leave before you," Sharon joked as she leaned down to give her a quick peck on her lips.

"I'm about to leave. The guys convinced me to come out with them for drinks. It's been one of those weeks." Sharon nodded understandingly. "You wanna come with us?"

Sharon smiled apologetically. "As much as I would love to spend some time with you tonight, I really am exhausted. Maybe another time?"

Brenda nodded and reached for Sharon's hand, her thumb brushing her knuckles. "All right. Go home and get some rest." Sharon smiled and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips again. "Call me if you need me."

"I will," Sharon said as she pulled away from her lips and stood up straight. She let go of her hand as she walked away, Brenda's fingers slipping between her own. She smiled one last time and left, going home.

…

Sharon was shopping for lingerie. She wanted something new for the first time she and Brenda had sex together. Brenda had told her she liked the way blues and reds looked on her, so she was sure she would either get something blue or red. Nothing seemed right or good enough. But when the sales guy asked if she needed help, she declined. This felt like something she should do on her own.

…

"You wanna stop here for dessert," Brenda asked as they walked towards Sharon's condo from dinner.

Sharon looked up at the little cafe and then shook her head. "I have other things planned for tonight," she told her, a smirk forming on her lips.

The way Brenda licked her lips before pulling the bottom one into her mouth showed she knew exactly what Sharon had in mind. She seemed to pick up her pace as they walked hand in hand.

…

"Touch me," Brenda whispered in the dark bedroom, her eyes locked on Sharon's.

Sharon moaned a little as she slid her hand down Brenda's stomach and over her mound, her fingers meeting liquid heat. The way Brenda instantly arched into her touch, moaning as she kept eyes contact made Sharon wonder how she had managed to wait this long. But now that she had her in every way possible, she was sure she would never let go.