A/N : Some M-ratedness.

"Vera..." The Governor looked into her deputy's blue eyes and saw something new in them. Was it an influence of the alcohol? No, it wasn't there before. Did Vera feel startled? Certainly not. The older woman has seen this gaze only once before, many years ago. It couldn't be that, could it? Was Vera looking at her with a lustful stare? Or maybe she was only playing a game, so she could humiliate Miss Ferguson for misinterpreting the situation?

"Joan?" Her voice was soft. She traced the inside of the other woman's forearm with her thumb. She noticed the flinch of muscles and a slight goosebumps going up her arm. Her suspicions were true, or she was wholly wrong and Miss Ferguson felt disgust. It was really hard to tell. The taller woman's face was extremely hard to read, especially in this light. The smaller woman decided to stand up. She had to look up to notice the bewilderment in Joan's eyes. She put her hand higher until she was able to track the muscled bicep. "Tell me you don't feel this, Joan." She didn't have to finish the sentence. The Governor didn't have to be a genius to find out what was it about. She didn't answer verbally, but the blush coloring her cheeks was the answer itself.

Vera couldn't think of anything else than huge brown pupils that were staring at her with astonishment. The other woman's fault long forgotten, she brought her cool hand to Governor's warm cheek. Another inflow of horripilation betrayed her feelings. To both women's surprise, Miss Ferguson leaned into the touch of cold flesh against her skin. She closed her eyes thinking that if she opened them, Vera would be gone. So she tried to keep them shut but the urge to glare at the younger woman was stronger.

Not only she was still there. She stood closer than a few seconds ago. Unless it was her imagination. Unless it all was just a dream. But Vera took one step towards her, closing the gap between their bodies. She felt Joan's breasts pressing into the space between her chin and collarbones and giggled at the ridiculous difference in their heights. The Governor backed away, hearing the silent laughter. Miss Bennett followed her. The taller woman made a step back, the smaller made a step forward, until Joan reached the wall. She had to escape her deputy or give in. But she was too shocked to do anything. She waited for blue eyed woman's next step.

It wasn't a slap, or bursting with laughter, or calling her names. Vera's next action wasn't the attack on the Governor. It was an attack on Joan's lips. She was practically standing on her toes, climbing the taller woman's body. She was firmly holding onto her arms trying not to lose balance. Her lips were very gentle, planting small kisses on thin lips. The Governor didn't have time to argue at her forwardness. She claimed Joan's bottom lip between her own, causing the other woman moan.

It was going so well, until Vera's toes couldn't hold her weight anymore. She fully pressed herself onto Ferguson's toned body. Thankfully, strong arms caught her before she started falling backward. Joan decided to use this situation to change their positions. She put her hands on Vera's small frame and raised her, than pushed her onto the wall. She approached her, keeping her in place. She felt fine legs circling her middle. This time, it was Joan who started the kiss. It wasn't subtle anymore. Their tongues tangled, fighting for room was filled with moans of pleasure.

It was Vera who broke the kiss. Joan growled with disappointment but then she felt warm lips dancing on her neck. When Vera added the tongue, the kisses were leaving a wet trail. The chill of the evening air was pecking the skin. The lower Vera's mouth was, the more intensive was tingling between Joan's legs. She could feel her panties getting damp. The younger woman reached the collarbone and sucked on it, causing Governor gasp. When she reached Joan's blouse, she lowered her hands to the hem and slowly took it off the other woman. Her eyes wandered to the full breasts covered in black lace lingerie.

Governor felt completely vulnerable to the smaller hands, reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. Holding the other woman up the wall became more difficult when Vera attacked the semi erect nipple. The delight was making her knees weak. She carefully let the younger woman down and detached her lips from her swollen breast. "You are unacceptably overdressed." She whispered as she took Vera's sweater off her shoulders and forcefully unbuttoned her shirt, making a few buttons pop. She also managed to take off her slacks, leaving the smaller woman in nothing but underwear. She blushed when she realized her panties didn't match her bra but the feeling went away, as she assumed they would be quickly decorating the floor.

Joan took Vera's hand and started leading her towards the corridor, supposedly to the bedroom, but Miss Bennett dragged her to the couch instead. "I don't think I can wait that long, Governor." She smiled, showing her pearly white teeth. She waited as the older woman seated herself on the soft couch, so she could sit on her lap. She raised a bit and tucked on Joan's hips ans tugged on her black slacks, pulling them off her legs. She sat on her lap once more and faced the other woman. She started from french kissing her lips, soon bringing her lips to the breast that hasn't been touched just yet. As she was playing with it, Joan started working on Vera's bra, throwing it on the floor. Her OCD didn't matter at the moment. She was too invested with stroking her hands on the younger woman's bare sides.

She didn't fight the urge to touch Vera's breasts. She cupped them as if they were very fragile. Then, she took both nipples between her fingers and she felt as they become hard. The moans were louder and more frequent. When Joan felt Vera's wetness on her thighs, she felt a pool of arousal down her own body. Just as they were going further and further, separated herself from the other woman.

"Vera?" The Governor asked. She didn't understand what caused the sudden change of behavior. "What is it?" She asked, reaching for deputy's waist and bringing her closer. The smaller woman looked down as she was steadying her breath.

"I'm not sure this is a good idea." She said in a barely audible whisper. She couldn't even bring herself to look at Joan. She felt the grip in her middle loosen and continued. "I've never been intimate with a woman." She sighed at the confession and tried to turn around but Joan prevented her from this, pulling her back onto her lap.

"We don't have to do this." She kissed the woman's shoulder. Her eyes were full of disappointment, but she didn't want to push Vera. "It's okay." She put her hand on the small of her back and caressed it reassuringly.

Vera looked into her eyes with a blurry vision. "No, it's not."

A/N : Do you like this one? Shall I continue?

Still looking for Beta.