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Tegan was laying in bed thinking about her date with Sara. She couldn't believe she was taking a girl out on a date; she hadn't done that since high school. She'd never been good at relationships; she couldn't understand the concept of tying yourself down to one woman when there were so many gorgeous girls to be had.
Why was she taking Sara out then? She didn't have the answers. Sure, the sex had been great; it always was. Sara was stunning but so were most of the girls Tegan had dalliances with. Sara had a different effect on her than all the others, though. When she'd woken up in bed with her, she didn't want her to leave, and the second she had, Tegan already began to think of when she could see her again.
Sara spent the day shocking herself. Well, really she'd begun to shock herself last night by going home with a woman she barely knew and having mind blowing sex. Sara wasn't a risk taker, and getting involved with someone like Tegan was definitely a risk. She knew her type; she usually avoided them like the plague. She'd always attracted both female and male players and usually gave them the brush off. Tegan was an exception.
Sara's afternoon was a blur. She'd showered quickly when she got home before calling her usual salon to see if she could get booked for some treatments. Helena was a family friend and assured Sara if she came down it wouldn't be a problem to fit her in. She'd raced down and gone through the trauma of a wax.
Tegan had already seen her body; she didn't know why she felt the need to impress her tonight. Perhaps she was scared of losing her interest, although she'd never admit that to herself.
Clothes were next on the agenda. There was nothing too horrific about the work clothes she'd had on last night. Tight black jeans and a black button down, but tonight she wanted to show off the shape Tegan knew she had hidden under her clothes. She'd chosen black American Apparel disco pants and teamed those with simple black Chanel ballet flats. She picked a loose fitting long black top that clung to her curves. For underwear, she kept it classy but sexy with a skimpy black lace bra and panty set. She laid the outfit on her bed and applied her makeup in just the underwear. Smoky eye makeup and glossed lips completed the look perfectly.
Tegan and she had been flirting shamelessly by text all day. Sara snapped a picture of herself to tell Tegan she was ready. She responded with a picture of her wild curly hair.
Taming this then I'm coming for you, won't be a minute after 8. Wait outside for me, I've got a surprise ;) xo
Sara bit her lip and smiled as she read the message, wondering what her surprise would be.
At 7:58 Sara slipped on her flats, pulled on her brown leather jacket and put on a simple long silver necklace, she added some volume to her hair and walked downstairs to wait for Tegan. As she opened her front door, someone pulled up on a motorbike; as she walked down her front steps, the person removed their helmet.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me?" Sara could not believe her eyes as the person from underneath the helmet was revealed to be Tegan.
Tegan was shaking her head to get rid of the helmet hair. "What?" She inquired. "What's the issue?"
"There's no way…in hell, that I am getting on the back of that- that, that death trap!" Sara's voice came out as a squeak.
"Okay, first of all, your voice is nearing a level at which only dogs will be able to hear you." Tegan joked as she placed both of her hands on Sara's shoulders. "Second of all, I'm a very competent driver, I've been riding since I was a teenager, and I've never had an accident." She leaned forward and captured Sara's lips in a brief kiss. "Thirdly, you look earth-shatteringly gorgeous."
Sara was blushing. It took her a moment to regain herself. "I've not got a helmet," she finally said. Tegan walked back over to the motorbike and popped the seat to produce another helmet.
"I thought of that," she said as she handed the helmet to Sara, who was looking at the bike apprehensively. "Come on, Sara! You're already wearing a leather jacket. It's meant to be."
'Fuck it,' was Sara's final thought before she put on the helmet.
"Yesssssssssss!" Tegan punched the air before climbing back onto the bike, and Sara followed suit. "Now wrap your arms around my waist and hold on tight, okay? Don't be scared. I've got you, I promise." Sara did so, and as Tegan revved the engine and kicked off she screamed.
Her fear quickly evaporated and turned into adrenaline as they raced through the streets of New York. Sara had lived in Manhattan her whole life and couldn't believe she had never seen the city from this vantage point before.
As they pulled up outside the restaurant and Tegan cut the engine, Sara was still clinging to her waist.
"Did you enjoy it?" Tegan questioned, giving Sara's hands a squeeze.
"Uh-Huh!" was all Sara could say.
"The adrenaline rush must have wiped you out!" Tegan said laughing. "Come on, let's refuel," she said as they dismounted the bike. "You'll need that energy for later." Tegan winked as she tapped Sara on the bum before taking her hand and leading the way into the restaurant.
In the centre of the restaurant there was a massive fish tank. Tegan and Sara were seated next to it, and Sara was reading through her menu, while Tegan was enamoured with the fish and sipping her green tea.
"Are you not going to look at the menu?" Sara asked.
"I already know what I'm going to order," Tegan said as she flicked the side of the fish tank causing the inhabitants to dart in different directions which bought a smile to Tegan's face. Sara giggled at her reaction.
"Well, call over the waiter. I'm ready." Sara said as Tegan turned to face her and smiled.
"Okay," she said and gestured to the waiter who hurried to their table.
"Do you want to go first?" Tegan offered.
"Nope, after you." Sara smiled sweetly.
"Okay, well, I'll have vegetable tempura with sweet chilli sauce to start, and sweet and sour chicken with noodles for main," Tegan said and handed the menu to the waiter.
"Mmm, that sounds good, I'll have the same." The waiter nodded as Sara handed over her menu too him.
Sara looked up at Tegan who looked slightly puzzled. "You clearly are a regular here. I thought you'd order what's best on the menu," Sara clarified as she began to draw lazy figure eights on Tegan's forearm that was on the table. Tegan looked up and met her eyes.
"Something about you really makes me unsure of myself," Tegan's voice came out as a whisper.
"You make me feel the same way," Sara returned Tegan's tone. Tegan took hold of Sara's hand that wasn't dancing up her arm. The pair sat like that in comfortable silence until the waiter returned. He cleared his throat before placing their tempura in front of them. They both thanked him before tucking in. Sara dipped an unknown vegetable into the dipping sauce before taking a bite of what she discovered was baby corn.
"I was right, you do know what's best on the menu," Sara said with glee.
"It's good right?! I'm glad you like it," Tegan said leaning forwards and giving Sara's hand a squeeze. The starter passed by quickly, the two giving each other tastes of vegetables the other didn't posses on their plate.
"You've got some sauce," Tegan said gesturing to Sara's right cheek. Her tongue darted to find it.
"Did I get it?" She asked.
"Nope. It's more, no. Up! No, to the left," Tegan said bursting into giggles as Sara accidently touched the tip of her nose. She gave up directing, leaned forward, and wiped it off. "All gone!" Tegan said. Sara's foot began to trace up her calf, and she wrinkled her nose.
"So Tegan, what's your story?" Sara said, taking hold of Tegan's hand.
"What would you like to know?" Tegan asked.
"Everything," she said honestly.
"Well," she began. "I'm twenty four. I was born in San Francisco, California. I'm the middle child. I've got an older brother called Jeremy and a younger brother called Ted. Mum and Dad are still together. I went to UCLA, got a degree in marketing. Oh, and I'm a Virgo." She finished with a grin. "Your turn," she encouraged Sara.
"Twenty two. Born at Lennox Hill hospital lived in Manhattan my whole life. Only child. Just finished my degree and waiting to graduate from Columbia. Live with my best friend Stacy. Oh, also a Virgo," Sara finished and took a sip of her iced water.
"Two Virgos together?" Tegan said laughing. "That's a dream team! We'd be so organised; we'd take over the world!"
"Here's hoping so," Sara said, raising her class which Tegan clinked with her own.
The waiter returned with their main course which they both dove into.
"Why The Hive? Why New York?" Sara probed Tegan further.
Tegan swallowed down her mouthful of noodles before continuing. "Well Sara, I've always loved music so that's why I started The Hive. I wanted somewhere for bands to play, where everyone with talent got given a chance. My best friend in high school Rox had a beautiful voice; she would have made it if she'd had her shot."
"What happened?" Sara asked softly. Tegan's eyes began to well up.
"She passed away in our senior year…car accident," Tegan said blinking back tears.
"I'm so sorry Tegan," Sara said bringing Tegan's hand to her mouth and kissing the back of it.
"It's okay," She said before coughing the lump out of her throat. "To answer the second part of what you asked, I just think this City is amazing. It takes my breath away. There's just something exciting about it," she finished. The smile had returned to her face.
The waiter came, cleared their plates, and offered them dessert menus.
"I'll just have coffee," Sara said refusing the menu.
"Can I have some Neapolitan ice cream? Thank you," Tegan told the waiter.
Finally it was time to settle the bill; before Sara could voice any complaints Tegan gave the waiter her credit card. Sara went to say something and Tegan raised her hand and cut her off.
"Don't! Don't say anything. I asked you out, therefore I pay." Tegan said with a firm voice.
"Fine," Sara conceded. "I'll take you out next time." She continued and Tegan flashed a happy grin.
"Already scored a second date and this one hasn't even ended yet, brilliant." Tegan said sarcastically.
"There's still time for you to screw it up." Sara said jokingly, causing Tegan to mime zipping her lips shut.
They left the restaurant and climbed back on to the motorcycle. With her arms wrapped around Tegan's muscular frame Sara felt more alive than she ever remembered being before. As they pulled up outside Sara's building she knew she wasn't ready for the night to end. Sara took her helmet off and stood on the sidewalk, Tegan was leaning on her bike. Her hair was sticking to the side of her face from wearing the helmet. She looked so cute it made Sara melt and she captured Tegan's soft lips in a kiss, before slipping her tongue past them and tangling her hands in Tegan's hair.
As they parted Tegan asked "How do you feel about putting out on a first date?" The mischievous glint in her eye evaporated any sour things Sara wanted to say about her choice of words.
With airy laughter she began to walk up her steps, she span around to face Tegan who looked sad. "My roommates away for the weekend... If you want to come up that is?" Sara asked her in a sultry voice. Tegan sprang into action, locking up her bike and following Sara into the town house.
When you entered you were at the bottom of a staircase, they walked down the hallway into a very large open plan L-shaped room. There was a long kitchen / dining room that took up the entire back wall and a living room that went vertically. The kitchen was ultra modern while the living room had an open fire and rugs as well as an L-shaped grey and red sofa.
"This is a really sweet place you've got here, how long have you lived here?" Tegan enquired.
"Since I started college, me and Stacy have been best friends since Elementary school." Sara said while retrieving two bottles of water from the fridge, she walked back over to Tegan and handed her one and hopped onto the island work top.
"Thanks." Tegan said taking a mouthful of the water once she fastened the lid back on to the bottle she walked over to Sara who pulled her forwards by collar of her shirt. They began to make out. The tension that had been building all night and reached its peak. Tegan's hands snaked under Sara's top and pulled her even closer by her hips. The kiss was briefly paused as Tegan slipped Sara's shirt over her head and wiggled out of her own jacked. Sara quickly went to work removing Tegan's shirt leaving them both in their bras.
Sara's legs were tightly wrapped around Tegan's hips and she picked up off the work top and walked over to the sofa. Sara's hands were wrapped tightly in Tegan's hands causing her too moan into the kiss. She lay Sara back on the sofa and began to attack her neck with kisses as her hands worked to remove Sara of her bra. Soon enough her light pink nipples were exposed to the air, they were already hard and Tegan swirled both the buds around in her mouth causing Sara to hiss in pleasure. Tegan paused their actions to remove her own remaining clothes apart from her neon green boxer briefs. She slowly pealed Sara's skin tight pants off leaving her in just her lace black panties that were doing a poor job of leaving anything to Tegan's imagination.
Tegan knelt on the sofa and ran her hands up Sara's velvety smooth legs, marvelling at them. The light touch of her finger tips were driving Sara insane. Tegan looped her fingers around Sara's underwear; licking her lips she removed the final article of clothing in one swift motion. As she looked down at Sara's smooth pussy she nearly drooled, what on this earth was sexier than the sight before her. She ran her hands up the backs of Sara's legs and pressed their chests flush together she rested her forehead on Sara's they were breathing the same air, Sara could smell hints of vanilla, strawberry and chocolate from Tegan's dessert.
Tegan's hands grabbed on to Sara's ass, she began to knead the flesh whilst resuming their passionate battle of tongues. Eventually the lure of Sara's heat became too much and Tegan's fingers began to explore. When she found Sara's clit and began to rub it Sara's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She kept rolling it between her fingers until she felt Sara had been teased enough and she couldn't take any more of the soft moans for more Sara was leaving in her ear. She began to rub tight circles whilst thrusting her hips.
"Oh, fuck, Tegan." Sara's voice was horse with desire, the veins on her neck were throbbing, and the intense build up coupled with Tegan's vigorous actions and the sight of Tegan's hair hanging in front of her face and her eyes filled with lust meant it was mere minutes before Sara reached an explosive orgasm. Tegan collapsed on to Sara, who reached for the hand that had just bought her so much pleasure and sucked the remnants of that pleasure from Tegan's fingers. The caused a primal grunt to come from Tegan.
"You're fucking phenomenal." Sara said still breathless. Tegan laughed and placed soft kisses on Sara's chest.
"Thanks." She said enjoying the feeling of holding Sara's sweaty shaking body.
"It's about time I showed you what I can do..." Sara said.
"Please." Tegan groaned.
Sara dragged them to the floor. Tegan kicked off her boxers that had a visible wet patch; this sent a kick to Sara's clit, knowing how much she turned Tegan on. She satin Tegan's lap and began to grind into her. She lay Tegan on her back and spread her legs before draping one of her legs over her should and kissing her ankle. She pressed their wet vulvas together and began to thrust the together. Tegan took hold of Sara's hips creating a rhythm; even on the bottom she couldn't be controlled. She was nearing her edge and nipping Sara's clavicle when she heard the front door slam. Sara grabbed a throw from the sofa to protect their modesty as someone Tegan presumed was Stacy burst in.
"Me and John are fucking done! I mean it this time, there's no way I'm being treated like that, SARA?!" The voice shouted as she rounded the corner. "OH MY GOD. Sorry!" Stacy squealed before twisting on her heel and running in the opposite direction.
Tegan was bright crimson with embarrassment.
"Well it's gonna take me a while to look her in the eye," Sara replied equally as mortified. "I guess we'll laugh about it someday though, eh?" Tegan squeezed her in response.
"I better go and see what's happened in the car crash that is her love life; I'll take you to my room." Tegan nodded in response and followed Sara up the stairs.