50 shades of lesbian love (girlxgirl)

Tease me

It was rare that the Goulding's were able to spend time together. In fact it was extremely rare. They tried to make it work every few months, but each of them had their own shit to deal with and very little time to unwind. Still though, they were family, and family had to stick together.

So there we were in Isabel's livingroom – curtains drawn of course – getting ready to watch a film, and safe in the knowing that Isabel's kid Libby was asleep and Mark, well according to Isabel he was away on business.

"I have not seen this film," Jordan spoke up from where she lay, curled up in a seat in the corner.
"Yea well, that's cos you've only seen like three films before, ain't it, chicken?" Alex snorted, taking a seat at the foot of his sisters chair with a bowl of popcorn for the two to share.

"Do not call me this," Jordan replied just as she replied every time Alex used this word.

"Would you two shut up or we'll not hear the bloody movie," Ellie sighed, making herself comfortable, a packet of sweets in hand.

"Elena, feet down!" Isabel snapped when she apparently became too comfortable and she swatted her legs back to the floor using the remote in her hand.

I watched these interactions closely. This was the first time I'd been deemed worthy of hanging out with the 'Gouldings' and I was enjoying every second of it.

That enjoyment could of course have something to do with the fact Ellie was practically sitting in my lap. We were at one end of the sofa (with Isabel perched awkwardly at the far end) and once I had sat down Ellie had taken it upon herself to take up as much of my personal space as possible (not that I minded). Her head was resting on my shoulder, with her breath tickling my neck, and her legs were draped over my thighs, with one arm tucked neatly around my waist. It wasn't until the movie was a few minutes in and I could feel light fingers tracing patterns in the skin left exposed between my top and my jeans that I felt the need to address the issue.

"You know, there's a whole empty cushion beside us," I murmured, just loud enough for Ellie to hear.

"But then I'd be so much further away from you," Ellie pointed, tilting her head so her words were directed at my ear.

"True," I nodded, my eyes fluttering shut as Ellie's breath tickled my earlobe.

We fell to silence for another few minutes and my attention went back to the screen in front of us, where "Love Rosie" (Isabel's choice) was now a few minutes in. I presumed this is where Ellie's attention went as well, though around the film's fifteen minute mark I realised I was wrong.

I felt Ellie's weight shift about a bit and then the hand that had been resting in Ellie's lap was now resting on my inner thigh. At the same time, the hand that had been tracing lazy circles in my side had now scooted around to my back and had slipped under my top and up to where my bra was clasped.

"Don't you dare," I whispered, feeling Ellie's fingers tracing over the bra clasp threateningly.

"Not doing anything," Ellie insisted, though her lips brushed up against the shell of my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

I glanced around the room – no one seemed to be paying attention to anything other than the TV screen.

I felt Ellie's lips close in around my ear and nibble gently on my lobe. I breathed out through my nose heavier than usual in an attempt to hide just how much I enjoyed the sensation. I felt Ellie's lips slowly move down to my neck, licking the skin and raking her teeth gently over the surface of it. This time I cleared my throat to mask the groan that rose from the pit of my stomach – thankfully no one turned around.