Night of January 1st

[tooprettytodie]

In the end, Valkyrie didn't drink that much, largely due to the fact that Jess had agreed to come home with her. Even if it was just snuggling on the bed she didn't want to miss out on it because she was in a drunken haze. Instead, she got herself slightly buzzed, where she was feeling good with barely lowered inhibitions.

"Not that I'm really into that sort of thing," she said, pulling Jessica into the cottage after her. "But this is our one year anniversary of dating, you know."

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[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie wanted to say that she thought it was entirely unfair for Jess to tell her do not do a 'her thing' considering how Valkyrie never asked Jessica not to do a 'Jess thing'. What she wanted even more though was for Jess to keep doing what she was doing, taking the initiative to straddle her like that, looking down at her.

She could feel her pulse quicken and her breath come more rapidly. She had a momentary flash of Jess pinning her hands above her head and kissing her and... that was not going to happen so she should stop thinking about it. It was hard enough not to squirm as it was.

"I just want you to be forewarned, I guess. So if it ever... so if I ever get to the point where I feel that I... you know, then it's not a surprise."

Or to give Jess a chance to run before it got to that point.

[notaparker]

"Like I said," I say, still looking down at her. Which, to be fair, is only partially me trying to sort this out and also a lot just looking at how good she looks, which is plenty, and makes me kind of hyper aware of the contact going on.

Also that's she's breathing kind of fast. You can tell because of the... breathing. Which is also fascinating to watch.

What was I saying?

"Um," I say, shaking my head. "Thoughtful." See, I don't know if- is she trying to tell me something, here, or is it just what she says? Preparation. To take it as more than that seems very grandiose of me. And if she did, what would I do? Run? Maybe run. I don't particularly want to do that. Especially with the breathing and the contact.

So I do the very well-adjusted thing and take it at face value, and then indicate that I value her face by leaning down and kissing her on the forehead, before bumping it with my own. "Consider me forewarned? My fore is warned."

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie wasn't sure if Jess was staring at her chest or just sort of spacing out. Either one was a possibility although Valkyrie kind of hoped that it was the former, especially considering that Jess was still straddling her.

When Jess just leaned over and kissed her forehead she felt her entire body relax. Sort of, because Jess still felt and looked amazing and Valkyrie really wanted to do... things, but Jess didn't freak out about the forewarning and that was super good. Yes, definitely super good.

"I want you to know," she said, smiling as the other girl rested her forehead on Valkyrie's. "That it is taking all my considerable willpower right now not to slide my hands up under your clothes. Or roll you over and pin your hands above your head and kiss you."

[notaparker]

"Oh," I say, taking a deep breath instinctively, the whole breathing situation in general speeding up. I have those issues and all, but at this precise moment with one thing and another I can't quite seem to remember what they were, and there are vastly more interesting things occupying my brain.

Well, I say brain, I don't think that's technically entirely driving the car right now.

"Well," I say, eyes drifting between hers and her lips, wetting my own, "um, maybe willpower can be... a bit overrated...?"

[tooprettytodie]

"Yesss," Valkyrie hissed, entirely more enthusiastic than she had intended but too pleased to be given a bit more permission to touch to really care.

As much as she would have liked to let her hands roam just all over, because exploring another girl's body at the more... exciting areas was very tempting, she didn't want to push her luck. Instead, she let her hands slip up under Jess's shirt, eyes locked on to the other girl's as she splayed her fingers across Jess's stomach.

She liked the hard muscle there under the soft skin and she slide them higher, thumbs dragging along Jess's abs before her hands slid around to her back before they got too high, as tempting as it was to go higher.

"You feel... really amazing."

[notaparker]

I start to giggle at how pleased that yesss was but then it turns into a kind of hiccupping sigh because her hands are warm and really nice on my skin and I'm just shifting against them without conscious thought.

"You do," I say, which is kind of nonsensical but goes along with the feels amazing that is happening. I was trying to meet her eyes -- they are also in the amazing category -- but my eyelids were fluttering a little and instead I let them close and kiss her, sliding my hands up her sides, on the warm skin there. Under the tank top, which seems fair.

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie's lips parted and she kissed Jess back, her attention now torn between the kiss, how it felt to touch Jess, and how it felt to have Jess touch her. It was all too much, only it wasn't. She was sure that any moment she was going to lose it but until then she was going to enjoy it as much as possible.

Her hips pressed up instinctively and one hand slid higher up Jess's back while the other moved lower. Her fingertips ventured just under her girlfriend's waistband before Valkyrie clenched her fist in an effort to stop her hand from wandering further. It was so damned hard to control herself and she'd never felt like that before.

Humming happily against Jess's mouth she deepened the kiss as she pressed her body closer.

[notaparker]

There's a slight noise of frustration, and I'm on the verge of feeling bad -- or kind of, it'd be a kind of surface ripple on all of the good that is currently getting felt -- when I realize it wasn't Valkyrie, because she's making that delightful humming sound against my mouth.

My own hands have shifted up to stop just on her ribcage, just under where she starts to curve. Sort of want to move them, actually. Sort of want her to move hers that she stopped right now. Maybe I'll freak out?

Kind of super-willing to make that bet.

I pull my face fractionally away, sucking on her lower lip as I do just because, and then release it, suck in a breath and venture, "You can... I mean, if you were going to keep going."

[tooprettytodie]

Normally Valkyrie would ask if Jess was sure she was ready to do this and move on to the next step, regardless of what that step was. But Jess was straddling her with her hands so frustratingly close to Valkyrie's breasts and she just... wasn't going to risk that the other girl would change her mind.

Heart pounding in her chest Valkyrie slid her hand further down, nails dragging along the skin until she could cup Jess's backside and squeeze. It felt amazing in a way that went beyond just firm muscle and soft skin. Valkyrie moaned and squirmed, almost embarrassingly excited about this.

"You can keep going too," she murmured, mouth moving along Jess's neck, kissing and sucking. Maaaaybe she was trying to leave a mark there. Just a small one.

[notaparker]

That feels amazing, hand and mouth both. I'm only slightly conscious of the way my hips are unconsciously shifting against her, because the squirming- add that to the amazing list. I think I'm kind of doing it, too, and gasping a bit. I think she's going to leave a mark.

I think I want her to be leaving a mark.

I also think that if she says I can keep going I'm going to keep going, and push one hand up to slide up to slide over a breast, not really sure what I'm doing -- sure I have them but things being what they are it'd been an entirely functional relationship -- but entirely into figuring it out, exploring how it feels under my hand, stroking and squeezing the soft, solid warmth of her.

Focusing on her keeps the slow small curl of anxiety from sparking into anything I can notice. For right now. Hpefully for a while yet.

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie liked to think that she had a handle on navigating the sometimes tricky waters that could be her girlfriend. If anyone would have asked her if things would go this far tonight she would have told them that Jess wasn't there yet. She had figured to get some decent snuggling and spooning out of this and that was it. Which she would have been happy with.

But this? This was amazing. When Jessica palms her breast Valkyrie can't help but let out a hiss of pleasure and squeeze her ass tighter. It had all happened so fast that her head was swimming, although that might actually just be the pleasure of it all.

"That's bloody fantastic," she gasped, arching her head back to press her breasts up against Jessica's hand.

[notaparker]

"That is... yeah," I say, shifting my head to watch her face, the whole arch of her, with what I can only imagine is a kind of lustful wonderment on mine. "Yes," I add, intelligently, still pressing my hand into the warm curve, fingers curling in, relaxing, again, and then wandering across her breast, exploring.

"I have," I say, with a kind of gasped little giggle, as my thumb brushes up against her nipple, "no idea what I'm doing."

I am suddenly deeply committed to working it out, though. I rub my thumb in small circles, still watching her, legs squeezing a bit against her.

[tooprettytodie]

"That!" Valkyrie cried out, entire body arching as Jessica's thumb brushed across her nipple and sent a spark of heat through her. "That was good, that was very good."

Clueless or not, Jess was really good at this so far and Valkyrie felt a little bad that she wasn't reciprocating but it was probably best that only one of them fumbled around at a time. She promised later that she would make it up to her though.

Sliding one hand up to tangle in Jess's hair Valkyrie pulled her down for an insistent, heated kiss even as her hips worked against the other girl's.

"Off," she gasped with a laugh. "Just take my damned shirt off. Please."

[notaparker]

I should say Are you sure, I think, although she seems pretty sure. So maybe it should be Am I sure, or some other pause to make sure this is proceeding at a pace I'm okay with.

What comes out of my mouth instead is, "God, can I?" with my hands already tugging her tank top up before I've even finished the sentence, which is maybe impolite. It's a little hard to think clearly with her under my hands, though, with her hips shifting against me. There's... friction. There's a whole- I'm very warm, and my brain hasn't stopped me yet, and that's great.

[tooprettytodie]

"Yes!" she said, perhaps a little more excited sounding than she meant to but she was caught up in the moment, because the moment had Jess doing so many really nice things. If she had passed out while a little tipsy and was having a sex dream she was going to be so angry this wasn't real because she wanted to do this a lot more.

She sat up a little to help Jess pull off her tank top before falling back on the bed. She flushed a bit with embarrassment, the red tinging all the way down to the top of her chest and she has to fight the urge to cover herself up out of habit.

"This, ah, this is- I mean, no one else has seen me topless before."

Please, please don't let Jess think she looks weird with her shirt off or that her breasts are lopsided or anything. They're totally not, they're awesome, but she can't help suddenly feeling a bit insecure.

[notaparker]

"Well, you're great at it," I say, in a marveling kind of murmur. My eyes track down that pretty, pretty flush, resting on a collarbone for a moment before I just stare at her breasts. Just devour them with my eyes, the perfect bared pink-tipped curve of them. I'm suddenly aware that there seems to be more saliva in my mouth than usual, suddenly very conscious of how my tongue feels in my mouth.

I find it pressed briefly to the center of my upper lip and reach out with both hands, still no idea what I'm doing, continuing to be so enraptured as not to worry, pressing her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Just to see. "I just want- I really want-" I say, not quite sure of what the end of the sentence is.

To do more before my anxiety meter runs up. No, no, don't consider it. Don't call it up.

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie loved the way that Jess looked at her. There was absolutely no doubt that she liked what she saw and it was all kinds of affirming and hot. When her girlfriend's tongue stuck out just a bit Valkyrie briefly wondered what that was feel like on her breasts and had to resist the urge to pull Jess's head down.

When Jess pinched her nipples slightly Valkyrie gave a sharp cry and bucked her hips. Her fingers clenched at the sheets under her to keep them from wandering down her body. She really, really wanted to do something about that ache between her legs but she was too afraid that might be a bit much for Jess.

"I really want more of that," she said, doing her best to offer Jess some guidance as she struggled not to go out of her mind. "More of that, more of anything, more of everything..."

[notaparker]

"God, Valkyrie," I say, because god, Valkyrie, right now, is blowing my mind. I lean forward to kiss her, hard, without moving my hands except to maybe pinch a little more, to work out how far I can go with that. "I mean," I say, resting my forehead on hers, eyes flicking between her eyes and lower, "I hope you're prepared now that I'm going to be groping you all the time."

[tooprettytodie]

Valkyrie was highly amused at the fact that Jess didn't seem to be able to fully take her eyes off of her chest. She might have been preening just a bit about the fact. Between that and the promise of being groped all the time, she was feeling pretty damn good about herself.

"That would be wonderful," she said, exhaling a shaky breath as Jess continued to play with her nipples. "Hope you're prepared to have me strip and throw myself at you to be played with. You have me so crazy right now."

[notaparker]

"Willing, yes, prepared... I don't know if it's possible," I say, nuzzling at her throat, just inhaling the scent of her -- there's a whole all available senses thing going, it's very nice -- and adding, a little breathless, "to prepare, um, for how good you look. All, um, flushed and topless and all."

I kiss at the flush, at her collarbone. Do I go lower? I kind of want to. Did I say kind of? I meant really totally. "I want to put my mouth on them."

...I think that was out loud. I'm probably flushed enough that it's tough to tell which parts are embarrassment and which passion and which plain anxiety. Fortunately. Maybe fortunately.

[tooprettytodie]

"God yes, please!" Valkyrie moaned, a little embarrassed at how obscene that sounded in her own ears but too far gone to care much. Besides, now that Jess had mentioned wanting to put her mouth on Valkyrie's breasts it was all she could really think about.

She moved one of her own hands up along Jess's side, fingers splayed out for maximum, tactile contact before Jess kissed her just right and she gasped, fingers curling and nails dragging along the other girl's skin.

"You cannot mention using your mouth and then not do it. That's too cruel."