Trying to Show Restraint Who: Bastian and Meeghan Where: Meeghan's new apartment When: Evening - Saturday, June 19 Warning: There's a little making out
The majority of space in the living room section of her new apartment was filled with boxes Bastian had helped Meeghan transfer over from her studio apartment. And the only pieces of furniture now in the apartment was a sofa, a coffee table, a tv, a small kitchen table, which was actually in the kitchen, a bed, which lay unassembled in the bedroom along with a dresser. Meeghan had gotten a couple guys from Full Moon Records to help move the heavier stuff while she and Bastian took care of moving packed boxes from one place to the other.
"So, what do you think?" Meeghan asked Bastian in regard to her thoughts on the new apartment as she plopped herself down on the couch tittering on the verge of exhaustion. She hadn't thought moving would have been such a tiring experience.
"I think after seeing your old place, I can understand why you'd want to upgrade to this one," Bastian replied honestly as she walked along the length of the living room, checking the place out. Unfortunately, the strenuous activity had the opposite effect on the leggy blonde then it obviously did Meeghan. She couldn't stop moving around. Although a part of her worried that if she did sit down she wouldn't be able to get back up again. "I like it, though. The air's nice here," she added. While she was a mixed-breed, Bastian didn't live on scent as much as her sister, Blake, but…still. In terms of a pleasant living environment? She dug it.
"I'm glad you like it." The ebony haired singer smiled up to the leggy blonde as she watched Bastian move slowly around the place amidst the valley of boxes.
"Are we going to try to unpack any of these boxes, or are you done for the night?" Bastian asked with a raised eyebrow. The poor girl felt the need to do something, yet at the same time, she recognised the look of exhaustion on Meeghan's face.
"Well, aren't you just a little burst of energy." The singer grinned to the girl. "Maybe later. Thought we'd order dinner in." Meeghan suggested pushing herself and off the couch. "Anything you're in the mood for?" The question trailed out behind her as Meeghan moved off momentarily into the bedroom.
"Pizza, maybe?" Bastian replied, raising an eyebrow and barely resisting the urge to following the musician. Just barely. "I’m easy though, if you have a preference..." she added.
"Pizza sounds good to me." Meeghan called back. The singer emerging from her bedroom a second later with a plastic bag clenched within her hand. "What kind of toppings did you want to get on it?" Asking as she made her way over to where Bastian was.
Bastian frowned curiously at the bag but didn't comment on it just yet, instead giving Meeghan’s question some consideration. "Pepperoni. Lots of pepperoni... No anchovies," she added, as if that was law.
"Pepperoni it is." Meeghan smiled thankful the girl hadn't wanted to get mushrooms on the pizza. "Oh, and this is a little token of appreciation for helping me move." Meeghan said offering the bag to the girl. She would have given the shirt to the girl regardless, just seemed more appropriate with a reason behind it.
"You didn’t have to do that," Bastian replied, before pulling the shirt out of the bag and looking at it. The blonde barked out a cute little laugh when she recognised the design and hugged the shirt to her chest, before smiling cheekily and ducking into the bedroom to put it on.
"I know." Meeghan smiled watching Bastian then as the girl's face seemed to shine with delight when she pulled the t-shirt out of the bag. And then after she had scampered off into the bedroom Meeghan placed a call to a pizza place to order a large thick crusted pepperoni pizza.
"Okay, you’re right!" Bastian called out, before stepping out of the bedroom with the Tinkerbell t-shirt on. "It does look good on me," the blonde added with a small smirk. "Thank you."
"Of course I was right, how could you have doubted that." Meeghan smiled playfully moving over to the other girl to slip her arms around Bastian's waist. "Pizza will be here," the singer kissed the girl tenderly on the lips, "in about half an hour." She said before moving in to kiss the blonde with a little more feeling. Her arms circled a bit more snuggly around the teen's waist to draw her just that little bit more closer to herself.
Bastian moaned and rested her elbows on Meeghan's shoulders, curling her fingers in the musician's hair gently as they kissed. "So... half an hour. What should we do to pass the time?" She purred, raising an eyebrow at the musician. "More of this wouldn't be out of the question." She added cheekily.
"Well, let's see what our options are." Meeghan murmured against the softness of the blonde's lips. "We can either get to unpacking some of these boxes," drawing back, Meegs gently run her fingers through the girl's hair as she caught Bastian's gaze, "or we can make ourselves a bit more comfortable and continue this little kissing session." Having already decided what she was wanting to do with the girl Meeghan took a short step back from Bastian, then giving the girl a soft smile turned to walk the short distance to the couch. Once she settled herself down on the piece of furniture, Meeghan smiled invitingly to the very hot blonde with a pat to the cushion beside her.
The blonde witch gaped at Meeghan for a few seconds before following after her, sitting down beside her as she was silently instructed. It was funny how easily Meeghan was able to simultaneously bring out the flirt in her and yet make her feel as bashful as all hell. Especially when she did little things like that. "Sorry. …You kind of leave me breathless sometimes," she admitted, curling on her side to face Meeghan, her brilliant blue eyes searching the other girl's face curiously.
"You are a beauty, Bastian." Meeghan spoke the words softly letting her fingers drift through her silken strands of light gold. "My blonde little beauty." The words a whisper as Meeghan leaned in to kiss the girl. And as their mouths met the singer's hand moved to rest lightly on the other girl's thigh a brief second before it caressed slowly upward to catch the girl at the waist.
Wow. Out of all the times that she'd been called beautiful, this one had special significance to the blonde. As they kissed, she caressed her fingers across Meeghan's neck, before tugging lightly at her hair. As worked up as she was getting, she was showing a lot of restraint. She was finding it very difficult not to crawl into Meeghan's lap at this point.
That simple hair tug brought forth a soft moan from the ebony haired singer. The girl had quite the remarkable way of drawing out feelings from the singer that Meeghan hadn't thought she possessed. And as much as she wanted to take the girl then and now, Meeghan fought fiercely against that urge. It wasn't what she was finding she wanted from the blonde. Probably in the first time in her life, Bastian had Meeghan wanting more. A more lasting and meaningful relationship. The kind of relationship that two people had to work at in solidifying.
"God, you are amazing." Breaking the kiss to take a needed breath, Meeghan let her eyes drift over the blonde features before she leaned back in with her mouth dipping to the curve of the other girl's neck. Her flesh was succulently sweet and warm that Meeghan felt she might not be able to get enough of the blonde beauty.
Bastian whimpered as Meeghan's lips found her neck. "I know," she joked weakly as she trailed her free hand down Meeghan's side and under her shirt to scratch lightly at her stomach. She'd truly never dated before in her short life. She'd had tremendous amounts of sex, but… dating, or her idea of dating, was something she'd only ever considered fleetingly. Suddenly, she couldn't think of a reason why that was. "God, don't stop," she practically whined.
"If I don't we might go further then we should." Meeghan breathed heavily against the soft skin of her neck. The feel of the other girl's hand to her bare flesh had sent Meeghan's world spinning with thoughts of tearing Bastian's clothes from her body to indulge herself in the girl's inviting flesh. God how she was wanting the blonde at that moment. The singer found herself kissing her way up from the gentle, swan-like curve of the girl's neck back to her soft, inviting mouth.
"I don't know where this restraint comes from," Bastian murmured against Meeghan's lips before placing small butterfly kisses across the musician's jaw. After a moment she stopped and pressed her forehead to Meeghan's, trying to steady her breath. They'd both told each other that they wanted something more than physical, which… explained said restraint, I suppose. "You're a good kisser," she said with a small, honest smile.
"And you are amazing." Meeghan murmured in return with a wondering thought flashing through her mind on just how the girl would be in bed. Meeghan stayed in the moment a little bit longer with no words being spoken, just the two of them relishing within the closeness that extended beyond the barriers of anything physical that they might have shared.
Bastian smiled faintly and pressed her cheek against the back of the couch, her eyes searching Meeghan's again as she took one of the girl's hands in her own, gently trailing her thumb across the lifelines. "I think the no-sex thing was a good idea... but that won't make it any less difficult when I have to leave later," she admitted.
Meeghan's gaze caught and held Bastian's as the girl trailed her thumb across the palm of her hand. "I'd like it if you'd stay the night." The dark haired musician offered. "No strings." It was quite difficult now to merely think of Bastian leaving her later, and Meeghan knew that if that time came it would be more difficult to let Bastian leave and actually watch her walk out the door. She'd rather crash on the couch with the knowledge that the girl was asleep in the bedroom, then have to let her go for the night.
"No strings," Bastian replied with a small nod. ...As if it really needed to be said. Despite how obvious that attraction was, they'd been honest with each other, which was why she said: "I think... after we make that bed, we should sleep together. ... Actual sleep. No wandering hands," she promised, putting her hand up in the Girl Scout's salute.
"You know you're going to be quite the temptation laying there so close and wanted." Meeghan told her. Catching the girl's hand within her own, interlocking their fingers as she continued to hold the girl's brilliant blues with her own.
"I know it'll be hard... but we're not doing badly so far, right?" She murmured in reply, trying to ignore the fact that even holding hands had the butterflies going wild in her stomach. She was trying to be on her best behaviour, though, which meant that she would control herself. No matter how maddening it would be lying so close to Meeghan.
"I think we're doing pretty good." Meeghan agreed. The restraint on both their parts was quite great at the moment as the heated attraction was clearly felt between the two, but the real test would come later when they both found themselves sharing one bed with each other. The singer wasn't given the chance to voice anything else as that was the moment a knock was heard at her door. "Guess dinner's arrived." She said quietly quite reluctantly to move off the couch away from the blonde.
Oh, right. They'd ordered food, hadn't they? Bastian blushed slightly at the realisation, since she'd honestly forgotten about that. Her eyes followed Meeghan as she answered the door, then paid for and accepted their dinner. It wasn't exactly healthy but… Bastian craved pizza occasionally. She and her sister both had the habit of having it with a glass of milk, oddly. "Then you're okay with that?" She asked, getting back to the subject at hand.
"Having you spend the night. In my bed. With no sexual happenings." Meeghan commented back placing the boxed pizza down on one of the packed moving boxes. "I'm okay with that." The singer said settling herself back down on the sofa beside Bastian with a wrap of an arm around the girl's shoulders to draw her in a little bit closer.
"Good," Bastian replied with a contented sigh. "Don't want to do anything to make you uncomfortable," she added, since... normally that kind of intimacy made Bastian run in the opposite direction, but with Meeghan? She had no doubt in her mind that it would feel right. She placed a tiny kiss below Meeghan's ear and hummed happily.
"I don't think uncomfortable would be the word I'd used." Meeghan's mouth then found Bastian's again as, with the girl in such a close proximity to her again, it was beyond impossible to sit there and not be kissing the blonde. The night might prove to be a difficult one once the pair retired to Meeghan's bed, but uncomfortable for the dark haired musician? Meeghan wasn't thinking that be the case at all.
"Good," Bastian purred again as she hooked one hand around Meeghan's waist, tugging her as physically close as she could. Surely they'd need to come up for air at some point, right? ...Right? Bastian rubbed her nose against Meeghan's, giving her a sweet little Eskimo-kiss, before kissing Meeghan again. She tried to keep it innocent, she truly did, but there was no denying the passion behind the kiss.