Lisa couldnât remember the last time someone had made her feel this desirable. She was so used to plodding around, hands covered in dried clay, clothes splattered with paint, and alternating between smelling of baby powder and the sour smell of the alcohol she served at the bar. And that was to say nothing of the dark circles under her eyes that had bruised their way onto her skin from all her night school classes. She didnât necessarily prescribe to self deprecation - she was way too busy to schedule in being mean to herself - but didnât mean she walked around possessing the belief that she was the sort of woman that people looked at.
Lottie was looking at her right now though, with a heat in her eyes that made Lisa feel warm all over. She barely managed to suppress a shiver when she felt the other womanâs hand on her back, slipping down low, just above the curve of her ass, which she didnât necessarily believe was curvy at all. She hoped that wouldnât matter to Lottie.
Her teeth found her bottom lip the moment Lottie twirled one of Lisaâs curls around her finger and she bit down, hard. Lest she let out an embarrassing noise. God, Lisa loved it when people played with her hair, the mere idea of someone gently massaging her scalp with their fingers almost enough to make her limbs dissolve into jelly.
If Lottie didnât like girls, then that was going to be a huge loss for the lesbian community. Because as much as Lisa liked to have faith in all gay girls, not all of them knew how to make another girl melt in the way Lottie was right now.
Or maybe Lisa was just way, way too easy.
Thankfully, an answer came soon. In a way that Lisa hadnât realised was even an option.
The moment Lottie kissed her, Lisa let out a surprised noise, a soft moan catching at the back of her throat. Immediately, she relaxed into the kiss, realising it had been way too long since the last time sheâd made out with someone. Her eyes fluttered shut and she slid her arms around Lottie, quickly kissing her back.
The bookstore and all its partygoers disappeared around her as she sank right into the feeling of Lottieâs lips on hers. When Lisa kissed someone, she was all too aware that it could be a brief, fleeting thing, so she wanted to be present in it for as long as she was allowed to be. Her hand gently cradled the side of Lottieâs face as their lips moved together, her heart beating overtime in her chest.
âWow, weâre sort of speedrunning this,â she joked, feebly, breathlessly. âI guess that answers the âare you into girls?â question, but my next move was trying to figure out if you were into me.â
The tip of her nose brushed Lottieâs as she moved in closer, her breath coming in shallow little pants. She lifted her gaze to catch Lottieâs eye, smiling gently.
âUm, again? Maybe?â
It wasnât like Lottie to be so forward usually, especially when her romantic endeavors â few and far between as they were â tended to result in mortifying rejection. She had a great track record for being subjected to an endless stream of humiliation rituals under the guise of crushes, so statistics likely said this would be no different. Still, sheâd figured fuck it and had taken her shot, given that she might never see the other woman ever again. At least if she was a perfect stranger, it would sting a little less. Unlike her crushes on Dante and Jax, who both looked at her like she was a lost little puppy, in need of a new home.Â
But now Lisa was asking for more, not seeming to mind the fact that Lottie had skipped over all the small talk and most of the steps that came before planting one on a total stranger in the middle of a party. It was exhilarating, and her selfish, horny mind couldnât help but wonder just how far the two of them could take this.Â
Lottie kissed her again, this time glossing over whatever shyness sheâd seemingly exhibited just moments before. Her tongue swiped delicately at the parting of Lisaâs lips, pushing into the other girlâs open mouth, a laugh chasing the action as she giggled delightedly into the kiss. Her hand was nestled against Lisaâs hip, holding her against her, altogether aware that neither of them were dancing anymore, the dancefloor moving steadily around them as countless couples and groups of friends made use of the space correctly, rather than for their own attempt at PDA.Â
âCan confirm. Very into you,â Lottie whispered as they broke apart momentarily, placing a little unneeded reassurance to the blondeâs earlier concerns.Â
If it wasnât clear that she was into her now, she didnât know what else she needed to do. But she was more than willing to give anything a try, so long as Lisa was up for it.Â
Her hand shifted effortlessly from Lisaâs hip to her waist, before circling around to the small of her back entirely. Feeling cheeky, she let her hand slip a couple of inches lower, before settling against the pretty blondeâs ass. She deepened the kiss, enjoying rush of arousal that spread through her at getting to just freely kiss another girl like this, with no hesitation and no concern that she might get rejected any second now.Â
âDid you wanna get out of here?â Lottie found herself whispering, the harsh boom of the speakers almost drowning her words.Â
Almost immediately, she heard them echo back through her mind, realising just how presumptuous sheâd sounded.Â
âI meant the dancefloor, like, maybe we could find a dark corner to go make out in?â she clarified, not wanting to seem like a total sex-pest right off the bat. Then, she laughed. âOr, yâknow, the first thing. If youâre up for that.âÂ
