PLOT: House mates and best friends live together in a small and simple two bedroom apartment. One night Lisa returns home upset revealing to her friend Heather that she discovered her partner had been cheating on her. Heather tries to comfort her friend and in a moment they both feel the spark of lustful attraction to each other.

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

"You ever think about throwing a whole person out the window?" Lisa said as she walked into the apartment dropping her keys on the counter with a clatter.

She wasn't crying yet, but her knuckles were white where she gripped the edge of the kitchen island. Heather glanced up from her laptop brushing her strawberry blonde hair.

"Like - physically or just hypothetically?" She pushed her glasses up her nose closer to her blue eyes watching Lisa's shoulders tense.

"I don't know." Lisa exhaled sharply.

Lisa's makeup was smudged under one eye--not from crying but from rubbing at it angrily. Lisa pushed her curly brown hair out of her face revealing her freckled face and big brown eyes which looked glossed over as if she had been or was about to cry.

"Well - it would probably be messy. And we'd lose the security deposit." Heather replied to her friend nudging the half-empty wine bottle across the counter toward her.

Lisa let out a choked laugh then pressed her palms to her face. The sound that escaped her next wasn't quite a sob - more like something sharp breaking under pressure. Heather got up from her stool and moved around the kitchen counter to comfort her. The blonde wrapped her arms around Lisa giving her a much needed hug.

"Its okay. Tell me - What happened?" Heather asked Lisa as she embraced her in comfort.

Lisa unloaded her sorrow onto Heather. Between gritted teeth she explained about her girlfriend and the texts she'd seen, the excuses that didn't add up. How her chest had caved in right there at her girlfriend's home when she saw the latest undeniable proof. Heather listened - she had voiced her suspicions to Lisa before but never had any solid proof that Lisa's girlfriend was going behind her back. The blonde's thumb traced absent circles on Lisa's wrist without thinking. When Lisa finally looked up her eyes were red-rimmed but fierce.

"I should've known. You were right to not trust her." she muttered.

"No." Heather said as she shook her head.

The roommates then looked at each other their blue and brown eyes meeting and lingering in the moment. Something shifted between them then - a flicker in the way Lisa's gaze dropped to Heather's mouth - her lips. The air between them thickened. The air seemed charged with something neither of them had named yet.

"Lisa - " Heather started to speak feeling the beating of her own heart getting faster and louder to her ears.

Lisa was already closing the short distance between them. Lisa's lips crashed into Heather's. It felt messy and desperate - wine still sharp on her tongue. Heather stumbled back a step stopped by her hips hitting the counter's edge. Lisa may have only been an inch taller than Heather but in this moment that inch felt like feet. Lisa moved forward again closing the distance pinning Heather to the counter. Her hands grasped on the fabric of her friend's shirt dragging her closer like she might vanish if she didn't hold on tight enough.

The two stood there for a moment looking at one another. Heather's blue eyes scanned over Lisa's pale freckled face - a kind and cute face. Lisa looked on at Heather's bright blue eyes like oceans. Heather's fingers found Lisa's waist, sliding under the hem of her rumpled blouse. The noise Lisa made against her mouth was halfway between a gasp and a sob. Lisa's teeth scraped her bottom lip. She could feel Lisa's heartbeat where their chests pressed together

"Wait- are you -" Heather managed - breathless - her heart pounding.

"Don't ask me if I'm sure." Lisa said cutting her off before going in for another kiss - deeper this time.

Her fingers now threading into Heather's hair. Lisa's thigh slotting between hers with a pressure that made her head spin. She'd imagined this before but only in her wildest of dreams - stolen glances at Lisa - the way she did her yoga stretches in front of the TV - but never anything like this. Lisa was grasping onto her closr friend like she was keeping her from flying away. Lisa kissed Heather's neck softly holding Heather by her shirt.

"Tell me you want this" she demanded.

Heather realized with a jolt that she was shaking. Heather dragged her thumbs over Lisa's cheekbones, smearing the remnants of her mascara.

"Yes - but not because you're angry." Heather replied blushing and smiling.

"I'm not - I'm just done pretending I haven't had the best option in front of me." She said with a smile pressing her forehead to Heather's their breath warm between them.

"Then take me to bed," Heather said with a smile on her face and glint in her eyes.

Lisa didn't let go of Heather's hand as she led her down the hallway. The bedroom was dimly lit only by the streetlight bleeding through the blinds casting stripes across Lisa's bed as the girls tumbled onto it. Heather's back hit the mattress first and Lisa followed. Their legs tangling as they both tumbled onto the bed. Heather's breath was hot against Lisa's neck - her teeth grazing the spot just below her ear that always made her shiver.

"You've thought about this-" Heather murmured as her hands slid under Lisa's shirt.

Lisa felt her shirt pushing up her body until Lisa helped Heather finish taking it off. She tossed the shirt somewhere onto the floor. The blonde's hands ran over Lisa's body feeling every bit of warm flesh.

The two women rolled around until Lisa was pinning Heather beneath her. Lisa's knee pressing between Heather's thighs. The gasp Heather let out was stopped by Lisa who swallowed it as they kissed harder - deeper - like she could erase every doubt with the slide of her tongue. Heather arched into her with fingers twisting in the sheets and then into Lisa's hair. Heather was pulling just enough to make Lisa groan.

The rest was a blur of primal lust. Shirts gone, bras unhooked, pants kicked to the floor. The way Heather's hips jerked when Lisa touched her felt slow and deliberate. Her face in the half-light looked cute. They had never seen each other like this. Heather's usual sharp wit reduced to whispered curses and pleas.

Lisa's palms slid up Heather's ribcage her thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts with deliberate slowness. Heather arched into the touch with her breath hitching as Lisa's fingers circled her nipples. First Lisa was teasingly lightly then with just enough pressure to draw a whimper from her roommate's throat. Lisa watched the way the blonde's eyelids fluttered - the way her teeth caught her bottom lip and for a suspended moment. She simply reveled in the way Heather's body responded to her. With a hunger that surprised even herself Lisa ducked her head. She began swirling her tongue around one hard pink nipple while her fingers pinched the other.

"Fuck--" Heather raggedly moaned tearing from her lips.

Lisa grinned nipping lightly before trailing kisses down Heather's quivering stomach. Heather's thighs trembled when Lisa hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and dragging them down.

The brown eyed woman pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of Heather's thigh. Heather's fingers twisted in her friend's brown curly hair - not guiding but just holding on. Lisa began to licked a slowly and experimentally up her slit. The sound Heather made was halfway between a gasp of shock and pleasure with her hips canting up instinctively. Lisa curled her hands under Heather's ass, holding her in place as she flattened her tongue against Heather's clit. Lisa's tongue circled once then twice then sucked hard. Heather's back bowed off the bed as she cried out a sharp and unfiltered moan. Lisa flicked her tongue faster now - becoming drunk on the taste of her best friend. Heather's thighs clamped around her ears like she might vanish if she let go.

"Lisa--oh god--" Heather's voice groaned.

Lisa felt Heather's fingers tugging her curly hair in a rhythm that matched the thrusts of Lisa's tongue inside her. Lisa could feel her tightening, hear the way her breath stuttered and she doubled down. Lisa dragging her teeth lightly over Heather's clit before sealing her lips around it. Heather came with a broken shout her body seizing. Wetness coating Lisa's chin as she worked through it gently and softly licking until Heather whimpered from oversensitivity.

As she panted Heather dragged Lisa back up from between her legs and back to her face kissing her deeply. Heather tasted herself on Lisa's tongue.

"Your turn," she murmured, flipping her roommate with surprising strength.

Lisa laughed breathlessly as the roles began to reverse. The sound cut off when Heather's lips again pressed against Lisa's.

"I've wanted to do this for so long" Heather admitted, her fingers rubbing slow circles between Lisa's legs.

Lisa's retort died in her throat as Heather's fingers pushed inside curling just right. The world narrowed to the heat of Heather's body above her with the relentless drag of her fingers. The blonde smiled as she watched Lisa's face like she was memorizing by every twitch and gasp. Lisa clutched at the sheets first - then at Heather's hips - then at nothing at all as pleasure coiled tight and shot through her from her core making her pant and go limp.

Heather kissed her as she climaxed swallowing her moans. Her fingers never slid out of Lisa once she was breathless beneath her. Lisa's sweat coated body shuddered at her surprisingly quick orgasm. In the heavy quiet that followed, their foreheads pressed together,

"Still thinking about her?" Heather whispered questioningly their eyes peering into each other's souls.

"N-no. Who?" Lisa answered smiling.

Heather looked down at her roommate's beautiful form sweat making her body glisten in the light from the mood and street lights. As their eyes met they both understood that Lisa belonged to Heather now and Heather belonged to Lisa.

THE END