Ellie kissed Mia, desperate to touch her after waiting all day. She kissed Mia slowly, opening her mouth, sliding her hands over Mia’s clothes. Mia slid as well, touching Ellie’s bare skin, making Ellie shiver. It was quite sexy, Ellie thought, being naked and pressing against Mia, while Mia was completely dressed.

“Hi,” Ellie said again, whispering into Mia’s mouth, realizing she hadn’t actually said it except through a closed door.

“Hi to you,” Mia said.

“I missed you.”

“Me too.”

“I wanted you heaps,” Ellie said. “All fucking day.”

“Me too,” Mia said. “Oh so much me too.”

They kept kissing, standing where they were, between a wardrobe and the bathroom in the short hallway behind the room’s door. They kissed, and didn’t move, didn’t go further into the room. Ellie was happy where she was. She didn’t care where she was, as long as she was pressed up against Mia, tasting Mia with her mouth.

Mia seemed to feel the same. She was touching Ellie, stroking Ellie’s skin, pushing her leg between Ellie’s. Pushing Ellie backwards, bumping her gently against the wall, then pressing harder with her leg. Ellie sighed, and murmured into Mia’s mouth, and kissed as desperately as she could. Mia’s leg was all slow and needing as they kissed, and the cloth of Mia’s trousers was scratchily ticklish against Ellie’s skin. Ellie sighed, and moved against Mia, and forgot everything except what she was feeling.

After a moment Ellie realized wasn’t moving her hands. She’d forgotten to, because kissing Mia was so good. She started again, and stroked some more, desperate to touch Mia’s skin. Trying to slide her fingers into the cuffs of Mia’s sleeves, trying to tug Mia’s shirt out of her trousers. She couldn’t manage. She wasn’t concentrating. She was too distracted by Mia’s leg and by Mia’s mouth, and kept stopping before she got much undressing done. Ellie was wet. Embarrassingly wet. She thought she might be making marks on Mia’s clothes. She wanted Mia. She wanted to kneel down, and open her mouth, and start licking Mia, because that was why they were here. She wanted to start. She wanted Mia to undress. She wanted to do both those at once, but the kissing was wonderful, she couldn’t make herself stop to deal with clothes.

She kept kissing instead and didn’t care about anything else.

“You smell clean,” Mia said, after a while, breathing against Ellie’s neck.

“I had a shower.”

“I should too.”

“You’re fine,” Ellie said. “You don’t need to.”

“All the same.”

“I don’t know I can wait,” Ellie said, and Mia laughed, even though Ellie had meant it quite seriously.

“I mean it,” Ellie said. “I can’t.”

“Oh,” Mia said, sounding surprised.

Ellie stopped, and looked at Mia, and realized Mia was looking worried.

Ellie thought for a moment, and realized why. She was being insensitive. Mia wanted a shower. She’d been at work all day, just like Ellie, but Ellie had showered already. Ellie felt more comfortable with herself because she had, so it wasn’t really fair to try and stop Mia having one too.

“Sorry,” Ellie said. “You should shower if you want. I shouldn’t be like that.”

“You aren’t being like anything.”

“All the same. Have a shower. But let me do this first.”

“Do what?”

“Undress you,” Ellie said, and kissed Mia again, and then got distracted by kissing.

No undressing was happening, but Ellie didn’t care. She was kissing, and that was enough. She was enjoying Mia’s mouth.

“I’m going to do you,” Ellie whispered after a while, remembering why they were there. “No hands. Just my mouth.” She put her hands behind her back. “See?” she said.

Mia stroked her face, and smiled, and then Ellie realized. “Actually,” she said. “I do need my hands.”

Mia seemed to be confused.

“I need them,” Ellie said. “If I’m going to undress you.”

Mia laughed again. “Probably,” she said.

“Do you want me to?”

Mia nodded.

“A lot?” Ellie said.

“More than you can imagine.”

“Good,” Ellie whispered, then realized. “Wait, which do you want, me going down on you or me undressing you?”

“Both,” Mia whispered, and kissed very gently, and Ellie kissed her back.

Ellie kissed, and this time she made sure to start undressing before she got distracted.

She undressed Mia the way she had other times, slowly, touching a lot, savouring Mia’s skin as it appeared. She unbuttoned Mia’s shirt, kissing and licking as she went. She turned Mia around, and took off Mia’s bra, and then kissed all over Mia’s back while sliding the straps down Mia’s arms. She turned Mia back towards herself, smiling because Mia was letting herself be spun around, and then forgot about smiling and got distracted by wanting again. She kissed Mia’s mouth, and then her breasts. Kissing all of both of them, very carefully, licking underneath where there were marks from Mia’s bra, kissing the sides, licking Mia’s nipples. Licking but not sucking because she still wasn’t sure how much intensity Mia liked as they started.

She still was guessing a lot about what Mia liked, Ellie thought. She was guessing because they really hadn’t had sex that often. The guessing ought to make her nervous, especially now, but it didn’t really seem to. Ellie didn’t quite know why, except that Mia seemed to like everything she did. That made a difference, she supposed.

Ellie knelt, and pressed her face against Mia’s tummy. She did it deliberately, the way she had a few nights ago, trying to remind Mia of what she hadn’t done then, and what she was going to do now. She licked Mia’s tummy, and kissed her way across it, and looked up, at Mia, and whispered, “I’m going to tonight.”

And Mia slowly nodded, looking desperate.

Ellie unzipped Mia’s trousers, and licked around her tummy some more, especially the skin inside Mia’s open fly, right above her underwear. She licked, and pulled Mia’s undies down a little, so she was licking new skin, leaving it damp, her mouth closer than she’d ever been before, promising more.

Ellie was about to slide Mia’s trousers down when she realized Mia was still wearing shoes. She hesitated for a moment, not sure what to do. The trousers were fitted enough they might not slide off past shoes.

She kissed, and decided.

“Sit,” she said, and pushed Mia gently until Mia sat on the bed.

Mia’s shoes were strappy sandals. Ellie lifted one of Mia’s feet, and picked at shoe’s buckle, kissing Mia’s ankle while she did. She got the buckle open, and slid the shoe off, and then kissed the top of Mia’s foot.

Mia jumped slightly and moved her foot away.

Ellie looked up.

“Maybe…” Mia said, and actually seemed nervous.

Ellie caught her foot, and held it, and stroked, gently with both hands, along Mia’s sole. Mia sighed. Ellie rubbed some more, distracted from the sexy for a moment by wanting to help if Mia had sore feet. She rubbed gently, guessing from where her own feet hurt in heels. Then she bent, and kissed again, and Mia pulled her foot away like she had the last time. She moved it right out of Ellie’s hands.

“I should have a shower,” Mia said again, and Ellie suddenly realized what Mia was worried about.

“It’s fine,” Ellie said, and bent and licked. She licked Mia’s foot, and tasted nothing different to any other part of Mia’s skin.

She looked up, and Mia was biting her lip, and seemed as nervous as Ellie had ever seen her. Mia’s feet didn’t smell, but Mia wouldn’t know that, Ellie supposed. Ellie wondered if she should say so, then decided there was no nice way she could.

“I really need a shower,” Mia whispered. “I’d really rather I did.”

Ellie nodded, suddenly feeling bad, and put the foot she was holding down gently. She picked up the other, and undid that shoe too, and took it off, then put both shoes side by side, against the wall, neatly.

She stood up, and held out her hands, and said, “I’m sorry.”

Mia smiled, and let Ellie pull her up.

Ellie undid Mia’s trousers, and slid them down, and kissed Mia while Mia stepped out of them. Then did the same with Mia’s underwear. Ellie didn’t make a fuss, didn’t kiss or lick so much they started without Mia washing. She made a choice, even though it was difficult. She deliberately didn’t try to stop Mia going.

“Shower,” Ellie said. “But be quick. I can’t wait.”

Mia nodded, and seemed to take that quite seriously. She found a clip in her bag and twisted her hair up into a bun and then went into the bathroom.

After a moment, water started running.

Ellie sighed, and lay down on the bed. On the bed again, waiting.

She almost couldn’t stand the longing she was feeling. She wanted to burst into the bathroom and start in there. She didn’t, because she could wait a little more, because Mia was here now, so she didn’t feel nearly as uncertain or impatient as she had half an hour before.

She lay, and waited, but was tempted all the same.