Crissa... Crissa, thank you, thank you, thank you. If you want my first born, just say.

Thank you to all the notes, reviews and comments I've received. They inspire me.

Thanks to Charmed One off the L Chat board for the inspiration for this chapter :) It's a bit different from the other chapters but I couldn't resist, hope you enjoy!

CHAPTER 11

Marina was nervous. The afternoon had gone so well, more beautiful than she had imagined and now she sat in bed waiting for Clara to arrive. She'd showered and slipped into a satin negligee, the texture of the garment silky against her sensitized skin. She'd carefully dabbed perfume, the one that Clara loved, on her pulse points, just in case. She arranged and re-arranged herself a number of times, unable to sit still. This was it, she thought, after so many months. Tonight would be the night, she was sure.

Finally the door cracked open and Clara stood in the doorway. Wrapped in a robe, hair tumbling down her shoulders, she was, quite simply, gorgeous.

"Hey." Clara said, her voice thrumming as she elongated the word, rolling it around her mouth. She bit her lip and then flashed a smile as she sauntered, a little unsteadily, forward to the foot of the bed.

"Hey." Marina said and patted the spot next to her. Clara obliged, she climbed onto the bed, sitting on her heels.

"Soooooooo..." she said and cleared her throat. She leaned in and kissed Marina a little too forcefully, pushing her over into the pillows as she swung a leg over to straddle her.

"Oops. Sorry, Marina." Clara said wincing. Marina laughed.

"Enthusiastic. I like that."

Clara leaned over, her lips grazing Marina's ear. "I can be very enthusiastic, believe me."

"Oh I believe you."

"I'm going to kiss you now!" Clara said, drawing out the s in a slight sibilant slur and teetering forward to capture Marina's lips

"Ummm, have you been been drinking?" Marina asked before she made it all the way.

"I may have had a glass while I showered." Clara said.

"Okay."

"Or three."

"Oh."

"You know, to relax and all that. I'm just a kinda, a leeeeedle bit nervous..."

Marina smiled. Clara was managing to be adorably cute and sexy as hell all at the same time.

"Gosh, you are so beautiful, Marina. Do you know that?" Clara said as she hovered inches away. "You are the most stunning, beautiful...stunning woman I've ever met. Ever!"

"You're not so bad yourself, you know."

"I'm nervous, Marina 'cause I don't know what to do." Clara said, her voice dropping into a false whisper, "to, you know... have lesbian sex."

"Well, luckily I do."

"I looked it up online, you know. To see what you do and it sent me to porn sites and when I did find an actual proper website it just confused me, you know? It talked about scissors and..." Clara looked around the room as if checking there was no one else there and mouthed "dildos! Are we going to use dildos, Marina?"

"Um, well I hadn't planned on it..." Marina bit her lip. Clara seemed so earnestly concerned.

"Oh thank god!" Clara said throwing her hands up in the air dramatically, "Wouldn't know what to do with one, you see, Cadu wasn't... well you know, adventurous. He liked to be on top and I would lie on the bottom and sometimes, I'd be on top but..."

"Aaah, okay, Clara, I uh... I get the idea." she said laughing both highly amused and somewhat perturbed. Talking about Cadu wasn't exactly what she had in mind when she imagined their first night together. "Darling, How much wine did you drink exactly?"

"I may have drunk a bottle."

"In addition to the champagne we had?"

"Yes." she said in a small voice as if she was three and she'd just been told off.

"I think you're just a wee bit drunk, my love."

"I think I am too. Gosh. I think it's hitting me."

Clara climbed off Marina and fell down beside her.

"The room is spinning. And it's hot!" She exclaimed, fanning herself a moment before untying her robe and starting to extricate her arms clumsily from it. She fell back down onto the bed.

Marina laughed, a hearty laugh. "Oh honey, you're naked."

"That's how you have sex, right, naked?"

"Of course... but I... I just wasn't expecting that."

"You've already seen me naked, you know. At the photoshoot, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember. How could I forget?"

"I remember because it was our first kiss and it was amazing. Ah-ma-zing. You rocked my world, you know that, Marina? Gosh, you're beautiful. I could look at you forever."

Clara had turned on her side to face Marina tucked her arms under her ear and was looking at her intently.

"I think you liked seeing me naked, didn't you?" Clara continued barely skipping a beat.

"Well you are really quite stunning. But that was a professional shoot, so I hope I didn't make you feel like I was ravishing you with my eyes."

"No, I think you were very good. Amazing. The best photographer ever. But I think you like my shoulders best. And my boobs, even if they are a little saggy after Ivan 'cause I caught you staring a few times." She cupped a breast and looked closely at it. "More than a mouthful's a waste!"

"Oh god, Clara!" Marina laughed and found she couldn't stop. This whole conversation was amusing her so much she couldn't quite bring herself to be upset that things weren't going smoothly.

"I shouldn't drink this much, Marina. I'm going to be very embarrassed in the morning."

"I can imagine you will!"

"You just make me all nervous and fluttery, I can't help it. But, Marina, seriously, seriously." Clara said her voice dropping as she inched in, tangling their legs together and bringing their heads close, her gaze suddenly quite serious, "do you know how very sexy you are? I think you're the sexiest woman I've ever met. "

Marina kissed her softly.

"I love you, Clara. So much."

"Oh my God, I love you too, Marina! So, so much. I love you so much I feel like my heart is going to burst and I'm going to fall into a million pieces and you'll never be able to put me together again, just like humpty dumpty. So are we going to have sex?"

"Aaah, honey... I think that maybe we should just go to sleep tonight." she said chuckling

"You don't want to..." her face looked suddenly forlorn.

"Clarinha, I think you're just a bit too drunk and I want our first time together to be special."

"Oi! You're right." Clara buried her head in her hands, "I'm so embarrassed, I can't look at you."

"It's okay, my love." Marina said, prying the hands away. "But let's go to sleep, shall we? We have all the time in the world." She kissed her again.

"You're right. Gosh, you are so wise, Marina. So wise!" she said as she climbed under the sheets and pressed herself against Marina's side, burying her face in her neck, her nose grazing her neck. "I'm glad you're wise because I shouldn't drink this much and you smell so good right now I could eat you."

They lay there a moment.

"Um, Clara?"

"Hmmmmm?"

"I really think you should put some clothes on."