Amy and Clara walked back to The Tardis after a lovely afternoon. "Alright! Let's visit The Moulin Rouge!" Amy ran back to the console. "We can skip the afternoon and get to the evening really quick and go straight to the good stuff. A few hours jump ahead shouldn't be too difficult"
Clara sounded a little tired but she was somewhat excited by the idea. "Don't you want to rest a little first? We've been up all day. Besides, we just finished a bottle of champagne and now you want to hit up a nightclub."
"That was just an aperitif, silly." Amy began turning the knobs and levers on the console. "Besides, there's more than drinking going on. It's entertainment too."
"Yeah, burlesque entertainment" Clara rolled her eyes.
"Oh, don't you stick your sweet little nose up at me, Miss Clara Oswald" Amy's scottish accent got thicker when she got sarcastic. "La Vie Boheme!" Amy jumped excitedly as she sent The Tardis flying towards Montmartre. They found a room in an inn over a cafe and decided to rest for the afternoon before heading out again to discover the night life.
Amy let down her hair from it's old fashioned bun and shook her red hair down past her shoulders. "Ugh finally free" She began to unbutton her dress and kick off her boots. Clara was sitting on the bed pretending to read a book as she watched Amy undress out of the corner of her eye.
The blinds were closed but they were a soft white, translucent cloth that let the light from the sunset glow through into the bedroom. The sunset was made for Amy. Her pale skin shimmered like pearls in the golden light and her soft red curls seemed to glow like a bright hot fire.
Clara wondered if Amy understood how beautiful she was and just how weak she made Clara feel. Amy walked past in nothing but white lace undergarments as she went into the bathroom to take a bath. Amy had walked around their flat half naked plenty of times since they first moved in together.
"You don't mind, do you?" Amy had asked Clara the first time she caught Amy in nothing but her panties walking out of the bathroom.
"No, of course I don't mind." Clara had chuckled and smiled through her frustration. Months and months of living together and Clara still wanted to look. She'd figured she would just get used to it and it wouldn't matter anymore but she never got used to it. It only got harder and harder not to look away each and every time.
After a quick rest they were off to The Moulin Rouge. The party was wild. People dancing and laughing and lots of skirts flying. The dancefloor was open for anyone and Amy extended her hand towards Clara. "Come one" Amy smiled at Clara who had been quietly smiling and sipping a glass of white wine as she took that party in from the sidelines.
They spun around and danced in the crowd. No dancing partner was off limits; men and women dances with each other without a care. Clara spotted two women kissing at a secluded table in the far corner as she twirled around with Amy. Some men cut in asking to dance. "You don't mind, right?" Amy asked Clara who said she didn't mind, as usual. Clara declined to dance with the men and sat back down to watch Amy enjoying herself.
Amy still had some money tucked into her bustiere but she didn't have to use any of it. She was getting free drinks left and right with her witty conversation and her dancing and her flirtatious attitude. She was even distracting the spotlight from some of the actual performers at the club.
"You really are made for this, aren't you?" Clara smiled as Amy came back to their table with a drink in each hand and more money in her bra then she had when she came in.
Amy giggled looking quite drunk as she leaned against the table for support. "Let's get out of here, Clara. You and me" She pointed at Clara and then at herself flirtatiously as she spoke.
Clara laughed and agreed as they linked arms and walked out into the street back to The Tardis.
"Hey!" Amy spoke a little loudly. "Hey.." She quieted down realizing she was speaking a bit too loud and a bit too drunk. "So we had a really good time, right?" She smiled.
"I think so" Clara chuckled as she leaned up against the side of The Tardis and crossed her arms. "Some more than others" She winked at Amy.
"Aww well you had fun too, yeah?" Amy leaned in closer.
"Yeah, but you know I'm not much of a party girl." Clara shrugged.
"Clara, you're so cute though" Amy was now very close to Clara as she spoke. She took Clara's' hand in hers and moved her other hand through Clara's hair tucking it behind her ear. "You're such a sweetie. I love you." Amy whispered.
Clara's heart skipped. Was this really happening? Did she love her as a friend or as something more? Or perhaps this was just the wine and vermouth talking. Amy had Clara pinned against the side of The Tardis. "Amy, I..." Clara whispered back with quivering lips as Amy took Clara's hands and placed them around her waist.
"Do you ever think about girls, Clara?" Amy was closing the space between them. "Like, really think about them? Have you thought about their lips?" Amy put her finger up to Clara's lips. "I've been thinking about it lately and I thought to myself that we're friends, right."
"Right" Clara could hardly whisper as she felt Amy's hands moving up and down her waist.
"So them I'm thinking what are friends for, right?" Amy moved in and kissed Clara full on the lips as she passionately held her close. Amy slowly pulled back and looked into Clara's big brown eyes wide with shock. "Clara, you're always so shy." Amy tickled her playfully. "I'm making it my mission to loosen you up." Amy chuckled and walked into The Tardis as if nothing had happened.