Sasha Clayton likes sticking to herself, reading her books and drinking a decent cup of tea. When she encounters a tall woman who she has had a few classes with, her whole quiet life flips on its head,
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Kori let Sasha stand by herself, moving to open the flat door, allowing her to walk in first.
Kori watched as Sasha studied the place, looking around wildly. They walked up behind her, moving their hand to connect it with hers.
Sasha inhaled shakily, moving back into Koraline.
"Hey.. hey.. shhh. Whats wrong?" They whispered, moving round to look into her eyes. They cupped Sashas' neck, attempting to look into her eyes.
Sasha pulled away, "Do you have a bathroom?".
Kori nodded, walking towards the bathroom opposite her bedroom. Sasha walked up to the door, pushing it open and locking it behind her.
She listened for a few seconds, before walking into her room to get changed.
Leaving some clothes for Sasha outside the door, they walked to the small kitchen. They rummaged through the fridge, listening to the bathroom door open, footsteps approaching. Sasha sat at the bench behind them, putting her head in her hands.
"Now i cant promise good cooking" Koraline smiled, turning to look at them.
Sasha smiled back wiping under her eyes, "What have you got then?".
Kori turned back to her fridge, staring at the huge container of 2 day old pasta. Sighing they pulled it out, looking to Sasha who tried covering her mouth.
"Not much in", They chuckled, opening the microwave and putting the container in. Pressing a few buttons, they turned their attention back to Sasha.
The silence was comforting, as they approached the bench, standing opposite her. She smiled, her puffy red eyes looking away.
She reached over, tucking hair behind her ears, around the frame of her glasses. Sashas' ears and cheeks turned red, looking away.
She smiled, resting against the bench, pushing her own curly messy hair out of her eyes. She stayed, admiring her for a few seconds. Sasha smiled even wider, standing up and to Kori's surprise walking towards them.
They moved back, Sasha pressing them into the counter. They inhaled slightly as Sasha placed her hands on their waist, stopping just below her lips. Whatever possessed her to shrink that gap, their lips not quite touching.
Kori trembled, the microwave interrupting them.
"Im sorry..." They mumbled, "I ruined it".
Sasha shook her head, "You're not ready or whatever its fine Kori" looking into their eyes.
"Seriously Koraline id rather it be everything you're expecting".
They looked away, wiping at their face violently, trying to hide their smile.
Sasha moved, opening the microwave to retrieve the hot pasta. She placed it down whilst cursing, fumbling for a few seconds to find the right drawer for cutlery. She offered them a fork, looking up to see them staring off distantly.
"Hey..." Sasha pulled them and gazed into their eyes.
They mumbled a few incoherent words, Sasha smirking at them, tucking the thick locks around their ears. Their green eyes now appeared even brighter.
"Cmon Taylors, this pasta'll get cold", She snorted, burying the edge of the fork into the pasta. She brought it up to her lips, looking at Kori.
Koraline sighed, pushing the fork from her hands, pulling her into a small kiss. She placed a strategic hand to the back of her neck, the other pulling at the belt loop in her pants, pulling Sasha closer to her. Sasha whimpered, pulling onto their shirt, pulling them closer to her. Kori moved, pushing Sasha into the counter, lifting her up to rest on it. She pulled away momentarily, exhaling deeply against their mouth.
"Earth to Sasha", Kori chuckled, taking the fork from her hand and eating the pasta.
Sasha smirked, blinking a few times, reaching for the other fork and digging it in a chunk of the sticky pasta.
