March One Shots (girlxgirl)

Camp: "Aiming to Take the Whole Pie."

"Aiming to Take the Whole Pie."

MarchxWatson

Urg, this girl sitting a foot away from me, I can't help but want to have.

Her name is Watson. I've only known her since yesterday, but dang, I want a piece of that, or better yet, the whole pie. Haha, I know I'm greedy, but can't a girl want?

I don't know what her feelings towards girls are though. I'm pretty sure she mentioned an ex-boyfriend she broke up with recently, to us, so she's no lesbian, but I keep getting the vibe that she has some sort of bend to her arrow. So not a lesbian, thinking she's not straight...bi? No, not that either. Pan? Maybe...I just really don't know what it is about her.

We're having a floor meeting, but they just dismissed us for a bit of break before we all head down for dinner. I grabbed ahold of Watson's wrist and tugged on her to stand up.

"Come on...I want to see your room! Where is it? Top or bottom bunk?" I chattered.

Watson got up and let me hold her wrist as she showed me to her room. I closed the door behind us, wishing I could lock it for some extra privacy in what I'm planning on doing, and she pointed to the top bunk.

Watson told me, "That one's mine," before sitting not on top of, but against her dresser. She coolly doesn't pay me too much mind, pulling out her phone every now and then to text someone back, but I struck up an easy conversation about what her school is like and casually approached into her personal space.

I placed my hands on one of her thighs and locked my elbows. I stayed far enough away from her face, so I'm not tempted to kiss her just yet, but I grinned like I've told a corny joke.

Watson gave me a look. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." I shrugged and got up off of her, but was about to turn around and start flirting a bit harder when a girl opens the door, walks in past us, and sets her books on the desk behind the bed rests.

She looks surprised that there's an additional girl, me, in the room. "Hello...?"

"Hi. Watson was just showing me her room. Are you her roommate?" I inquired politely with a smile.

Dang it, I just got cock-blocked...only the female equivalent. Not sure if there's a phrase for that though, but if there was, I'd be muttering it under my breath right now.

She nodded. "Yep. Say, what school do you go to..."

And so I get sidetracked from my goal of flirting privately with Watson by her roommate deciding now's an excellent time to chat. Another person sees us, because the roommate left the door open, joins us and the conversation, then another person after that, and suddenly, the room I once had all to my devious plans is now the life of the party.

Eventually, I execute plan B: go to my dorm, since my roommate is in a separate conference currently, and there won't be any more interruptions between me and my goal of tempting Watson.

"Hey Watson, let's go see my room now, I haven't shown you mine and you got to show me yours..." I made up some weak excuse to leave suddenly and I dragged Watson once again by the wrist around with me. I've never thought of myself as the dominant one, but I'm sure looking like it now, and I haven't even gotten to do anything with her yet.

We get into my room and I close the door behind us. I don't lock it, because I don't want to get her paranoid or anything before I spring my ambush. Watson sat against Jersey's dresser and I sat on top the dresser beside her. We talked some more, more trivial small talk, and I started scooting right next to her until our legs almost touched.

I asked her if I could play with her hair. She said okay. I started petting it, feeling how soft it was. I went and combed through it with my fingers, seeing how thin it was, barely any thicker than Mahogany's hair, whose hair was like wisps of clouds, that thin. I massaged Watson's head through her hair, then brushed her bangs away from her ear, tucking them behind. I leaned in close and took her ear with my teeth.

Her ear was reddish and pliable. I nibbled near the part where an earring would go if she had one, then chewed a bit harder. I got nervous that I was ear-chewing and didn't know what the heck I was doing, so I moved down to her neck and started kissing the skin of it. I kissed harder, with more passion, and Watson kindly leaned her head in a way that left a greater area of her neck exposed to me. I wanted to suck on her neck and leave a hickey, but I figured it would be suspicious, a hickey and no boys around at an all girl's camp. I moved back up to the same ear as earlier and nipped the upper part of her ear this time, before stopping and giving her a kiss on her satin cheek.

Watson asked me, "...are you lesbian, bi, gay somehow...?"

Heh heh. Yes.

"I'm bi." I answered and sweetly asked her a question. "Are you LGBT?"

"No, well, not one of those, I'm actually pan." Watson revealed.

AH HA! Go gaydar! I kinda want to do a happy dance, but it would look odd right now, so I'll just mentally high-five my gaydar. Thank you gaydar...

Watson started trying to talk about some other topic, but I quieted her down when I got off the dresser, walked in front of her, and leaned towards her with my head slightly turned to the side. She closed her eyes and I kissed her on the lips.

It was a simple kiss, I didn't really taste anything, she probably didn't taste anything on me either, and it didn't last any longer than five seconds. I pulled back from her and I was smiling, even though I didn't mean to. Watson's making me feel all weird inside...

Watson seemed to get very shy all of a sudden. "That was my first kiss."

I got this girl's first kiss? Wow! She seems so sweet, why wouldn't any of those boyfriends have kissed her...?

I put my left hand on the back of her head and kissed Watson again. This kiss was a bit longer, but not any more invasive, although it seemed to make me more nervous. Am I doing this kiss right? It's been a while since I kissed Abbott once upon a time. I hope she likes this, that I'm not freaking her out that I pulled her in a room and stole her first kiss.

I was so nervous that I was being a bad kisser to her that I pulled away and urged to her feet by pulling on her wrist again.

"Do you want to cuddle?" I invited.

She didn't seem to respond super much to anything. "Sure."

I sat on the inside of the bunk and Watson crawled in after me. We went under the covers and I spooned her, her back being to my front, but I wasn't very close to her. There was still room between our legs and most of our torsos, the only things that touched between us was my hands around her hips and our waists were slightly close. I started dragging myself towards her to close the distance...

"Girls! Time to go down for dinner!" The counselor called out.

UGH! Cock-blocked...well, the female equivalent...again! Will these people please give me a little more time to work with Watson?

I let go of her and we left to join the others in the hallway.

No one ever suspected a thing.

Note: This is about what my first kiss with a girl was like (I'd kissed a guy before, but not a girl yet). Watson really is super cute like this :P