A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

Lady and the Tramp. Oh my gosh, this is so a Lady and the Tramp moment! Starting at either end, slowly chewing along the licorice, the sweet cherry taste of it filling their mouths with sticky sweetness that also coated their lip. Lips that would sigh into each other, gently mumbling wordlessly for a moment until they realized it was a kiss then shock, wide-eyed shock and the leaping of their hearts before they-

"Uh-" Beth's blush was hidden in the dark but even as a whisper against the background of the movie there wasn't enough noise to hide the confusion, the girlish uncertainty in her voice. "Okay, yeah." The Twizzler was cool and slightly sticky in her hand and Beth pinched off the end. It was far from half, just a morsel, not at all what Alba had asked for. In her nervousness Beth wasn't even able to do the simple math of halfsies. Lord. Well, maybe it wasn't so bad. A furtive look around showed that everyone was watching the movie and the angle into the window of the projection booth was wrong, meaning that even if the projectionist was there they couldn't see Beth and Alba. Beth reached over, her hand finger walking up Alba's arm, then her fingers gently took Alba's chin between them and led them into a turn towards her then let go.

Heart beating so hard she thought it must surely be heard, Beth held the small piece of candy between her thumb and forefinger and held it just in front of Alba's mouth. A soft tap of it against Alba's lips made her mouth open but Beth pulled the candy back. Again she did it, pulling it back when Alba followed it.

For the third time, eyes on Alba's, Beth tapped Alba's lips with the candy and the tip of her finger.

Seeing the sticky Twizzler stretch and break, it was painfully obvious that Beth didn't manage to make the two halves even remotely close to equal. Alba deemed it cute, seeing how Beth doubted what to do, instantly knowing that she was going to be somewhat bold as a look at their surroundings preceded her next action. Beth's playful touch along her arm, the girl's gentle grip on her chin, it was driving Alba crazy, making her get closer and closer to her, unable to flee from those blue eyes, dim and mysterious in the light of the theater. In the screen the sensitive man was starting to be aware of the plot thanks to the female protagonist's less attractive yet considerate best friend, making him quickly chase her to the airport, but not Beth nor Alba were looking at it.

"Ah-" Alba sighed, the sweet tapping on her lips, the elusive treat out of her reach. That close Beth's eyes were inescapable, making Alba feel an unprecedented pressure on her chest. "Ah!" the gasp turned yelp with the second beat, Alba chasing her desire beyond her seat. That close Beth's freckles were visible even in the dim light, allowing Alba to escape the great blue and focus below. It was just a small sweet thing, it didn't matter, and it was just there, within reach, for her to indulge against all reason. The sweet crimson treat was just dangling in front of her, tempting Alba to no end, and it was just too much to handle.

Alba's jacket, precariously covering her, fell to the ground. In the theater, everyone but two people stared at the screen, the climax of the movie soon approaching as the music rose. Alba's hands went above and beyond the armrest, quick but gentle as the left one hold Beth's nape while the right one cupped her beautiful face. It was just a small tug, a bit of a lean as Alba pushed their bodies closer, and soon her lips were grazing Beth's, a fleeting caress that kept them close, yet barely touching. Alba's shaky brown eyes matched her agitated breath, as she felt on the edge, life going way blindingly fast and yet too slow, making each moment last forever and yet giving no time to think about it.

Alba tilted her head, her precarious bun coming undone in a curtain of dark hair that obscured them off. It was at first just a touch, a small sweet peck, that was harmless on it's own and yet made Alba marvel at how soft, how loving Beth felt. It was so different, like her whole life had been seeing in black and white and now could see colors for the first time. She wanted more, she craved more, she needed more, and soon Alba's hungry lips conquered Beth's. Their first kiss, and as far Alba was concerned, the best of her life so far. There was a tenderness, a care in each gesture, every gasp, that felt different, making her feel warmth and joy, Alba's closed eyes helping her to dive on Beth and Beth only, the rest of the world didn't matter anymore.

And yet, with all the teasing Beth had been inflicting upon her, Alba wanted more, her lips just a taste. As some bland and chaste movie kiss enraptured everyone's attention on the theater, Alba was taking small nibbles at Beth's lips, her right hand moving from the face to the neck, caressing it. Alba's left hand brushed Beth's fiery mane, gently pulling on it, and as the girl's mouth opened, the woman felt the need to taste every nook and corner of it, to delve deeper into her. Only a final fade to black of the screen and the amber flickering of the exit sign below them distracted Alba enough to regain her senses.

Letting Beth go, slowly returning to her seat, Alba couldn't get her sight away from Beth's blue eyes. In them, she looked for Beth, she searched for the heart of the girl, eager to see her reaction. That, and only that, could free Alba from the pang of guilt that she was starting to feel, rising from her stomach until it gripped at her throat, making every breath a hard task. The lights of the theater went on, shining crude light over the aftermath of what had happened, letting those two women to deal with what had happened without the refuge of the shadows.