We Kinda Did The Thing
It was Tobin who woke first after her and Alex’s rather active night. She woke to Alex’s soft breaths tickling the back of her neck and the sensation of the small swell of Alex’s breasts against her bare back. It was soothing to say the least.
Once Tobin gathered her bearings, she recounted exactly what had led her to this rather soothing compromising position.
We had sex. Me and Alex, Alex and I. We did it. Fuck. In Tobin’s brief, yet extensive experience, sex, especially when you haven’t had or have been avoiding ‘the relationship talk’ with your partner, usually ruined things.
The thought of ruining whatever it was that was growing between Alex sent Tobin gave Tobin major anxiety. She was still dealing with what Christen had done to her all those years ago, and wasn’t quite ready to give herself to another person. And ironically enough, she had given quite a lot of herself to another person last night.
She slid out of bed, careful not to wake Alex who looked rather peaceful with her mouth slightly agape and hair splayed across her pillow.
Tobin quickly but quietly moved into a shirt and some shorts, not wanting a repeat of last night.
Despite her troubled thoughts though, Tobin smiled to herself. She couldn’t remember the last time she had had a ‘Morning After’, or a ‘Night Before’ for that matter, and a great one at that. Alex really knew what she was doing – but that was beside the point. They had taken a major step one that Tobin probably wasn’t ready for. She was just so damn happy yesterday, and before she knew it one thing led to another and now they’re here, unclothed in Tobin’s bedroom.
Alex began stirring, probably because of the loud step’s Tobin’s feet made as she paced the length of the bedroom completely absorbed in her thoughts. Tobin stopped in her tracks, when she met Alex’s blue eyes staring at her, completely unbothered and relaxed. Alex looked different this particular morning, she was … glowing and looked completely relaxed, as if Tobin hadn’t put her body to the test the night before.
Tobin on the other hand, wasn’t as relaxed, her eyes held this uncertain fear that Alex zeroed in on right away.
“Good morning.” She said, voice still thick with sleep.
“Hey Alex, about last night, I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me, I should have never happ- “Tobin started before Alex interrupted. “Hey, relax” Alex said, as if what had happened last night wasn’t a big deal, because it was.
“Relax? You want me to relax? Alex we had sex.” Tobin said exasperatedly. “I know.” Alex said calmly, “I was there.”
“Look.” She started, sitting up, carrying the sheet with her to cover her bare chest, “What happened last night, probably shouldn’t have happened, but it did, we can’t just go back in time. It’s not your fault. I was a willing participant.” She said, “The marks on your neck are proof.” She giggled.
Tobin immediately turned to the closest mirror and examined herself and sure enough, said marks were there, “Really Alex? Hickies? What are we twelve?”
“You didn’t have much of a protest about it last night, unless moaning means no.”
Tobin’s face turned bright red at this, “Seriously though, I don’t regret last night, even though it probably shouldn’t have happened. I feel great. You look good too. You’re glowing.” Alex remarks. “But you should work out whatever it is you have to with your ex, before we give us a chance.”
“This is why I lo- like you, you’re so patient, and understanding … You’re not so bad in bed either.” Tobin adds after a moment.
“Yeah, I know, you sorta gave me that impression, you’re a screamer.” Alex winks before throwing a pillow at Tobin.
**
“You did what?!” Kelley asks wide eyed as she and Alex lounges in a Starbucks.
“We had sex.” Alex says lowly, as if someone might be listening in on their conversation and silently judging.
“Shit. Sex ruins like, everything.” Kelley whispers loudly, trying her hardest to manage her shock.
“Fuck, don’t remind me.” Alex says between sips of her coffee. “I told her that she should sort out that thing with her ex before we go any further you know.”
“Well, how was she this morning? Was she awkward?” Kelley asks, staring intently at Alex.
“She was pacing like a maniac, she looked like she was about to have a panic attack. But after we talked, she seemed fine, she’s at soccer practice right now.”
“Sooo ….” Kelley drawls suggestively, “How exactly did this happen, did you even try to stop it? What was going through your head?”
Alex chews her lip thoughtfully, focusing on the slight chip of paint that hung from the ceiling.
Tobin quickly flipped their positions once she gathered that things would only be escalating from there.
“Someone likes to be in control.” Alex thought as Tobin moved down to her neck alternating between bites and kisses.
Tobin’s wandering hands quickly found their way to the top of Alex’s shirt, palming her breasts through the thin fabric of her t shirt, much to Alex’s delight. Alex voiced said pleasure by delivering a low moan that had Tobin smirking into her skin.
The buzz of Alex’s phone popped her bubble of ecstasy as it momentarily distracted her from Tobin’s ministrations. Tobin on the other hand didn’t seem to notice, as she deftly slipped her thigh between two of Alex’s.
“Tobin” She had tried to say, although in the end, it sounded more moan courtesy of Tobin’s new found rhythm Tobin’s thigh had found between her legs.
“To-“ She attempted, but was again cut short by the feeling of Tobin’s cool fingers skidding across her stomach to the sensitive nubs under her shirt.
All words and coherent thoughts were out of the window as Tobin quickened her pace between her thighs while skillfully attending to each of her nipples.
“Are you okay?” Tobin panted as she arose from her spot in between the crook of Alex’s neck.
Alex surveyed her options for a brief moment. She could either:
- Tell Tobin that it’s probably not in their best interest that they continue whatever it was they were doing.
- Lie, and say that she wasn’t okay, because she was more than okay, she was feeling fucking amazing.
- Say yes.
Alex chose option three.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” She said with a reassuring squeeze of Tobin’s bicep. She looked into Tobin’s eyes, noting the way in which they blazed with an intensity and desire Alex had never seen before.
“Good, I’m okay too.” She said with a tender kiss to Alex’s pink lips.
**
“I mean, I sort of tried. But in the end I wanted it more than I didn’t” Alex ended up saying in the end, opting out of the explicit details of the story. “But things got heated quickly, and we were celebrating.”
Kelley narrowed her eyes at Alex, giving her a serious look before asking, “Was she good?”
“So good.”
“Really?! How many times did you … “Kelley uses hand gestures to finish her sentence.
“More than three times.”
“Damn, I’m kinda jealous.” Kelley says, looking Alex up and down once more, “You’ve got that after sex glow going on and everything.”
**
Tobin sat thoughtfully in her car after training. Reflecting on how hectic the past two days had been for her. She had been invited to dinner with her ex, possibly made it onto a pro team, (still to be decided, she was invited to come train again which was a good sign), and did the do with the girl she found herself falling for these past few weeks. There was definitely a lot going on in her life at the moment, and she was in desperate need of a chat and possibly some mediation from one of her best friends.
Dialing out one of the only numbers she knew by heart before putting her phone on speaker. Tobin started her car and began her voyage home.
“Tobin!” She had enthusiastically picked up after the third ring. “I was wondering when you were going to call me! Congrats on your soccer thing.”
“Yeah, Tobs! You’re making us so proud. I want at least 10 tickets for the home opener!” A separate voice rang from the distance.
“Woah, is that Amy? You guys are having a reunion without me?”
“It’s not our fault you decided to move to Portland.” Lauren quipped.
“You guys should come down here soon. I’ll even get Alex to cook.” Tobin said before she realized what she was saying.
“Oooo, Alex? As in your accidental wife? How is that going by the way?”
Tobin took a deep sigh before answering, “I don’t know, we kinda did the thing, if you know what I mean?”
“Sex? What are you Tobin? Twelve? You can say the word”
“It’s just, I don’t know, maybe the timing was wrong.” Tobin said, genuinely confused about where she and Alex stood.
“Does this having something to do about she who shall not be named?”
“You can say her name, I don’t know if I mentioned this, but she asked me to go to dinner, I said yes this morning.”
“That’s a good idea. I’m so tired of you kicking yourself over her, you deserve to be happy.” Lauren declared as Tobin turned a corner.
“I agree. Alex makes me happy though.” Tobin smiled to herself.
“That’s good to hear, you have to let us meet her, so we can see what’s up. We don’t let just any and anybody steal our little Toby’s heart.”
Tobin rolled her eyes at this pulling into the driveway to meet Alex standing barefoot on the lawn, looking thoroughly annoyed.
Exiting the car with her phone in tow, Tobin looked quizzically at Alex who just gave Tobin an incredulous look.
“The fucking pizza delivery guy is lost.” Alex sighs pulling Tobin into a hug. “Ew, you’re wet. Don’t they have showers at the place?”
“I wanted to see you sooner.” Tobin said with a wink.
“Aww. That would actually be sweet if you weren’t a lazy bum, who would rather sit down and take a bath rather than stand and shower.” Alex says pushing Tobin away with a giggle.
“You got me, I’m gonna go do that, good luck finding the pizza guy.” Tobin says retreating into the house.
Tobin almost forgets she had Lauren and Amy on the line when she hears Lauren say,
“I like her already.”