Day 1
Carol loves to hang out with her girlfriend, Natasha, even though they haven’t made it official yet. It has been a month and a half since their first kiss, after Carol took Natasha outside to gaze at the stars, two months since their first date, when Carol finally gathered her courage to ask Natasha out.
Since then, they have been hanging out every weekend with their mutual friends, went on dates that always ended up in one of their apartment, watching movies and cuddling or having sex, depending on the mood.
What Carol loves about going out with Natasha and their friends is that the latter easily gets jealous because women often come and hit on Carol. She can’t help it, she is a lesbian and it’s visible from miles away, nobody can blame her for getting flirted with, but Natasha really showed it each time that she doesn’t like it.
Tonight, the sapphics of the club have been calm, Carol didn’t receive any free drink from anyone, she hasn’t been asked for a dance, not by any woman, not even Natasha, which bothered her. Dancing was usually Natasha’s thing, she is a professional dancer after all, but tonight she is sitting with her best friends Maria and Steve and does not seems like she wants to move her ass from the couch.
Carol tries a few time to make eye contact with the red haired woman, nodding in direction of the dance floor to invite her to dance but Natasha only glances at her before getting back into her conversation with her friends.
Completely done with her attitude, Carol rolls her eyes and goes to dance on her own, a girl quickly joining her to move in the same rhythm as her, girl that Carol recognises. They used to hook up a few months ago, when Carol was still a mess because of her last breakup. This girl is nice, and the perfect bait to trigger Natasha’s jealousy. Carol takes the girl’s hand and pulls her to the edge of the dance floor, that way Natasha can see them dancing together.
After a few moves, Natasha doesn’t seem to see them, so Carol leans closer and whispers to the girl’s ear that she wants to make someone jealous. The girl chuckles, tells Carol that she is a brat before moving closer to Carol, turning to have her butt swinging along with the motions of Carol’s hips.
The blonde let go of her complexes and dances like she has never done before, just enjoying herself and the presence of the other girl, even if she wishes it was Natasha dancing with her. A few times, Carol catches Natasha staring at them, but every time their gazes meet, the redhead looks away, and even from afar and in the dark, Carol can tell that she is getting upset, and she is clenching her jaw like she always does when she is jealous.
After half an hour of dancing, Natasha doesn’t come to yell at her, so Carol stops, thanking the girl for the moment with a tight hug before going to sit beside Steve. The man immediately straighten up his posture, feeling the tension between the two women and eventually leaves to get more drinks.
Natasha has her arms crossed, her jaw still clenched and she glares at the girl Carol was dancing with, “You seemed to have a good time back there,” Natasha finally says.
“Yeah, it was great,” Carol replies, continuing her little act to make Natasha even more upset.
“You guys would be a cute couple.”
Carol chuckles, “Actually, I sort of already did that,” she begins and looks at Natasha, the other woman biting her bottom lip, “we’ve slept together a few times. Nothing serious, but she is nice.”
“You should date her then,” Natasha replies too quickly and Carol can’t hold her laughter, “You are so jealous, Natasha it’s hilarious.”
“I’m not jealous!” Natasha exclaims through the whole club, even Steve at the bar on the other side of the room must have heard her.
Natasha instantly looks away in shame and but Carol wants to confront her, “Yes you are!” she shouts back, forcing Natasha to look at her, “Just admit it. You're. Jealous.”
“Okay! I'm jealous! What now?”
Carol wants to laugh more, but Natasha admitting her feelings like this is too precious for her to ruin it.
Instead, she slowly moves closer to Natasha, smirking as her hand reaches Natasha’s, “Would you be my girlfriend?” she asks and receives a surprised gaze in return, “come on, we’ve been doing this for almost two months, why don’t we just make it official?”
Before Carol can say more, Natasha suddenly straddles her lap and crashes their lips together. Out of reflex, Carol’s hands find Natasha’s hips and she pulls her against her body as she kisses back with eager, a smile forming on her lips as Natasha slows her rhythm until she totally stops.
“Can we go to your place and cuddle?” she asks shyly as she caresses Carol’s cheeks.
The blonde can’t fight a giggle, Natasha is just too adorable when she wants cuddles, “Okay baby, let’s go.”