#[ yes i pictured a young Lea DeLaria but shhh ]

[afraidofchange]

Okay, so as I’ve talked about here before:

The first time she had sex with another woman, however, was a little more eye awakening on both counts - one, that she was just as equally sexually aroused by a woman as she is by men, and two, that women are not as selfish in bed. But, as I’ve said, it’s rare for her to find women who are also into women in the same way in her line of work who aren’t already married to the men in the business or who are into women, but aren’t into her.

Nikita’s first sexual experience with another woman was a couple years after she moved to New York City. Remember, she’d spent the better part of her young adulthood imprisoned in a labor camp in Russia, so aside from getting herself established in the gun dealing business, she really did not have the means nor desire to involve herself with dating or hooking up right away (especially since her English wasn’t very good and she absolutely did not trust any Americans off the bat not to report her to the authorities).

After a while, establishing herself with a day job as a waitress, night job as a gun runner, she found a few hook ups here and there with men who were, for the most part okay as far as men go, but it was in this quiet dive bar that she found herself in one night, looking for a more low-key establishment than her usual haunts.

In this case, it was a lesbian dive bar. 

Of course, it wasn’t that she didn’t know it was a lesbian bar - especially since walking in, pretty little thing she is, she had eyes on her from the moment she sat down alone at the bar and ordered two shots of vodka - really, she sought a place away from men who would harass her at other places, alongside with being a quieter venue.

Into the night, however, one rather striking butch caught her attention, making eyes across the bar for about half an hour before said woman made her approach. Handsome, slicked back hair, short and stout, wearing a leather jacket with a carabiner of keys clipped to her jeans; this woman was as old school butch as you can get.

She went simply by the name of Jo. 

It took a bit of conversation and a few more shots before Nikita felt comfortable. There was something safe about this woman’s approach, unlike the men who usually tried to get her out of the bar and back to their place to fuck immediately. At some point, Nikita confessed she’d never really been with another woman sexually, just a childhood crush on her best friend, and the woman’s response immediately was, “that’s okay, sweetheart. Let me show you”, and that was, really, all that it took.

Like with any first time experiences, it was a bit awkward, nervous hands paired with a drunken demeanor, but this butch knew what she was doing, and in all honesty, Nikita felt like her world view was changed that night. She laid against Jo’s broad but soft chest, and everything else fell away until early morning when she left without saying too much.

But, she went back to that bar a couple more times on Thursday nights, each time finding Jo there at the billiards table or joking around with her other butch friends. Each time, going back to Jo’s tiny apartment to spend the night. It was only ever a casual thing, but it changed Nikita for the better.