Pride Month Special

"You nervous? Need some water?"

The gentle, but uncertain tone in the young woman's soft voice snapped Dani out of her haze. She was sitting in the chair, paperwork finished, small patch of skin on her chest shaved, stencil carefully placed, and needle ready to go. It was time to lock in and do this.

Dani cleared her voice and managed to look over at her tattoo artist. "I don't need anything. I'm straight."

This made the other woman chuckle and smirk at her. "Oh, really? This is a pretty gay tattoo to be getting if that's true."

It took a second, but Dani realized what she had just said. Her peanut butter brown skin flushed in embarrassment. She'd already been struggling to make eye contact with Malaysia from the moment she walked into the shop. After having found her account on Instagram through the local queer events page tag, Dani had only scrolled her portfolio for a few minutes before sending a DM to book for the Pride Month special. She'd failed to actually do any research into the artist herself, so she was hardly able to hide her shock upon meeting her for the first time.

Malaysia looked like the quintessential Black pinup girl. Her 5'7" chocolate frame was deliciously plump with DD cups to match her shapely ass. Her jet black body wave curls danced down to her shoulders framing her alluring deep brown eyes and pouty lips. To top it off, she had a natural beauty mark on her chin that seemed to be an X to mark the spot for the perfect kiss. She could send anybody's heart to tremble, man or woman.

"Sorry," Dani finally replied, "I just meant I'm good. I'm okay."

"I know, boo, just trying to break the ice a little bit. You can let me know when you feel ready to start. No rush. You're the last client for my day. Thanks for choosing me to close out Pride!"

Malaysia smiled warmly at Dani and sat on the roller stool nearby before rolling an extra inch or two to be closer.

"Thanks for taking me. I'm ready now. I'm excited for this. Thank you." Dani wanted to make small talk with the beautiful woman more smoothly, but was still managing to repeat herself and talk in small circles. Malaysia just nodded and started up her buzzing tattoo machine.

"Yeah, of course. You're the only one who chose this design, so I'm geeked about finally getting to make it happen, too. What made you decide on this one? I see it's far from your first."

This question made Dani redden a bit once more. She was heavily tatted already. A Chipotle bag by anyone's definition. She had two full sleeves on both arms and a bit of a patchwork on her right thigh, only really having left space on most of her chest, back, and torso.

"I wanted the double Venus with tulips 'cause I'm finally ready to come out," she answered, her voice only barely loud enough to hear over the machine's steady buzz as Malaysia got started.

Malaysia's eyes went wide for a moment before she regained composure. "Oh, wow. That's great. Just not the answer I was expecting. Congratulations on joining us."

Dani now laughed as easily as the other had before and returned her smirk. "What makes that unexpected? I don't give straight girl?"

Malaysia grinned and shook her head. She answered, "No, not really, boo. I think there's a few things that might give it away."

She wasn't wrong. Dani was a short, slim, dreadhead with an eyebrow slit and a carabiner that dangled from her left belt loop. Still dressed in her work uniform of Dickies and heavy boots, she had stripped down to her dingy black beater underneath to allow Malaysia access for the new tattoo. Due to her small breasts and subtle muscle definition, she was usually mistaken for a teenage boy after a quick glance, despite her being a solid 25 years old.

"Well, I didn't know you were part of the 'us,' if that counts for anything," Dani shot back, without a hint of sarcasm.

Malaysia looked up from her work and scoffed. "You can't tell I'm a raging lesbian? Have you not been out long enough to develop a gaydar?"

"No, I mean, yes, but just that you're different from what I usually see. I, uh, was really sheltered. Any girls I knew who were out growing up were my basketball teammates in school. They all seem more like, uh, me?" Dani knew she had started on a stupid path. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to get back onto a less offensive topic of conversation to end Pride Month with. Sweat started to prick her forehead.

"You think I'm not like you?" Malaysia asked, now looking up at Dani and gazing into her eyes. There was a sparkle in them that sparked an ember of desire in her chest, not too far off from where she was currently tattooing her.

Dani gulped and found some words to string together. "My bad. I know lesbians come in all flavors now that I'm grown and in the big city. Just country bumpkin musings, I guess. I'm from basically east bumbafuck nowhere." She tried to give her a charming grin to help the apology land correctly.

Malaysia stayed silent and held her gaze an extra moment too long for comfort before returning her attention to the tattoo in progress. Dani took it as an opportunity to be released from the clutches of Foot in Mouth Syndrome and didn't attempt to restart the conversation.

After only about 20 more agonizing minutes, she was done. The warmth of Malaysia's elegantly long fingers radiated through her gloves with every second she spent laser focused on bringing the beautiful design to life. Dani's heart was beating so hard along with the sweat beading up on her back that she was certain the artist would notice and offer her that water again. By the grace of God, she did not. Dani had had the optimal amount of embarrassment today and didn't need more.

"Are you good if I take some pictures for my Instagram?" Malaysia asked as she was cleaning up her station and putting things away. Turned in the opposite direction, Dani was able to really take in the other woman's hourglass figure. Her full hips would fit nicely into Dani's strong hands. Images of Malaysia looking up at her with those mesmerizing eyes flashed back into her mind briefly enough to make her shiver and take a mental note to revisit tonight on her date with Rosaline, her trusty purple rose toy that had been keeping her company in the last year that she'd been in the city.

Moving hours away from home was no big deal for her since she'd been dreaming of it since she was in middle school. Figuring out how to date as a fully completely out lesbian at 25? That was much harder. Awkward fumblings with girls in the backseat or backroom while their baby daddies and boyfriends were away and the kids were asleep was much more her speed. She'd now broken a record for longest stretch without even so much as a deep kiss from another woman. Over a year and counting.

"Yeah, that works for me. Do you want me to pose? Or get a specific angle?" Dani stood and reached for the sky to get her blood flowing normally once more.

Malaysia finished her tidying up before taking Dani's hand and leading her over to the corner with the backdrop and various ring lights set up. Feeling the softness of Malaysia's hands without any gloves now, Dani breathed out a pained sigh and promised herself at least two rounds with Rosalina expeditiously.

"That's perfect, boo. GImme a little flex and I'll take just a couple more," Malaysia encouraged as she snapped her pictures quickly. "I'm gonna take a bunch and choose the best when I get home tonight. We got a lotta great ones already."

Dani smiled to herself as she proudly flexed. This chest had been purposefully sculpted after all, and she took the compliment to heart. Without much luck dating, the gym and her job as a maintenance technician had her more trim than she'd been in a long while.

Malaysia took a final shot with her phone and tucked it away in her bra, which Dani imagined held ample space for whatever she chose to use it for. And she wished like Hell in that moment to be a pink iPhone 15, too.

"Thank you," Dani started, "I really love the design. It's already my favorite. My first tattoo that really means something to me. Oh, and I sent the rest of the payment. Extra tip for putting up with me." Malaysia smiled and tilted her head.

"I'm happy to hear that, boo. I love knowing there's such a deep meaning for you with it. Happy Pride again. I hope you're coming out goes well. Thanks for your tip." She rested her hand on the other woman's exposed bicep in the friendliest way possible, although Dani would have loved for it to have meant more than that.

Dani was standing now at the shop door, with Malaysia standing close to see her out. The problem was that she couldn't move to do the normal thing and just leave to let this beautiful woman enjoy her last night of Pride Month. Instead, Dani decided to open her mouth again, emboldened by the knowledge that she'd probably never have to see her again after this somewhat awkward encounter.

"Any plans for the night? We have officially..." she checked her Casio, "five or so hours left of June."

Malaysia shrugged and gave a lilting chuckle. "I'm gonna close up the shop, go home, have an eddy, and play The Sims. Maybe I'll rewatch Pariah or Moonlight. Very gay, very boring."

The Sims? An edible? A sad, but incredible Black queer film? Malaysia was speaking her love languages without even knowing it. Dani's therapist had encouraged her to be more open to new people, especially those in her community now that she had way more opportunity than back at home.

"I love all those things!" she replied eagerly. When Malaysia lifted her eyebrows, but did not look immediately horrified, rather, just intrigued, she continued, "My end of Pride plans was the same actually. I haven't really done much to meet other queer folks around here yet. This tattoo was supposed to be that chapter opening up."

The smile that broke across Malaysia's face made Dani suddenly feel the urge to take the last big step into complete idiocy.

"If you'd be up for it, I could wait for you to close up here, and I could escort you to your car. I know it's not even dark yet, but if you're okay with a little extra company...?" Dani trailed off, hoping that Malaysia would pick up.

A devious smirk played on her lips. Malaysia's fingers took the scenic route as they fell away from Dani's bicep and she locked eyes with her. Dani couldn't read the look just right, but it definitely wasn't downright repulsion. It was a mix of curiosity and some other thing that made her body warm all over again.

"Dani?"

"Uh, yeah?"

Malaysia waited a beat then grinned broadly. "I'd love company, actually. I've lived here all my life, but the 'rah-rah Pride' spirit isn't in me much this year. Maybe spending the last few hours with a baby gay like you would change that."

She laughed as Dani began to open her mouth to protest, but she faltered. Baby gay at 25 she was. Not much room for argument there.

"Great, I hope I'm able to properly entertain you then," Dani responded cheerfully. "I am grown, though, so I want a different term once you think of one."

"Oh, I know how old you are," Malaysia teased. "You actually only got like two years on me. I just like to roast sometimes. It's a love language." Her luscious lip gloss shone in just the right light as she giggled, and Dani was stuck once more. She had officially delayed her appointment with Rosalina, but even an extra hour with Malaysia was gonna make it worth it.

Malaysia took a half-step back to reach the cord for the blinds for the big shop window. As she did, an extra peek of warm brown tummy peeked out from the bottom of her shirt. "Gimme about 15 and I'll be out, boo. I'll head home first then drop the lo' to give me some time to straighten up before you get there."

Duh, of course she wanted to clean up before having an unplanned guest over! Was that not covered in Southern Black Etiquette 101? In her haste to make even the smallest connection to another Black lesbian around her age in this huge city, Dani had forgotten to think about that part at all.

"Sorry, yeah, that plan sounds perfect. I'll wait in my car. Thanks again. Appreciate you. Okay. See you in a bit," Dani fumbled over her words as she left the shop and waved and grinned dumbly at Malaysia. Although the tattoo appointment chapter was a clunky at every possible turn, she felt comforted to know that the weed would definitely make her mellow the fuck out and stop running at the mouth.

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"Bullshit, you really think so, Dani?" Malaysia shook her head and laid back as she watched the other girl shift in her seat at the end of the big couch and try to hide her obvious blushing. The weed was definitely working on her as her full lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"Yeah, it's controversial, but I think grits are better with sugar," she replied with a shrug. "I have a sweet tooth."

She didn't dare try to look at Malaysia again. It was bold enough to even say that much, and she wasn't sure if she would stop herself if given even a word more. The chill vibes of Malaysia's cozy apartment wrapped around her. The low lights from the candles and the aroma of cinnamon vanilla mixed with the now-finished blunt burning itself out in the ashtray made her feel almost too relaxed with her new friend. The hour that had passed had hardly been noticed by either one. While making herself comfortable, Dani had put on a 90s R&B playlist for them to listen to while they each had half a gummy and rolled up a blunt. As her body tingled, her mind was instantly so much quieter, and all other senses were focused on Malaysia. Some kind of internal magnet wanted to pull her body closer to the other end of that couch.

"Is that why you always have Life Savers in your pocket? When you offered me one, I thought you were hinting my breath stunk." Malaysia laughed and went to swat at Dani, but her highness had made her a little slow, causing her to be easily dodged.

"Not at all," Dani answered easily. "I just always need a little something sweet available to me." Although not meaning to again sound suggestive, Malaysia was tired of the innuendo. She fixed her eyes on Dani until she glanced over.

"What?"

It was that same look again from back at the shop. "I want to know something."

Dani nodded, nervous to know what she'd agreed to divulge.

Malaysia moved to sit a bit closer. Having changed out of her day clothes, she was now in a light cotton spaghetti-strap tank top with heart-printed pajama shorts. Dani had long since noticed her bra was gone and her ample breasts were hanging freely, but this time she glanced down she could start to see the outline of a big, soft nipple bud dot each chocolatey brown orb. She imagined her Hershey kisses underneath melting in her mouth. She could feel a wetness start to gather down below. Malaysia never broke eye contact as she whispered, "I want to know what you like."

"Like how?"

"Danielle. We are both grown and high right now. I don't think either one of us are new to the effects of some za. You know what I'm asking you."

"Okay," Dani started, before buying herself some time with a fidgety jangle of her keys as she tried to get her underwear free of her moistening lips. "I like women who are pretty, just like everybody else does."

"You make a lot of assumptions, boo. To be so inexperienced, you sure do be talking confidently about what other lesbians are like." The firm tone of her voice made Dani question what she'd said wrong now.

"Women are beautiful, isn't that why you like them? Visually at least, right? We all have personalities, but physically you like beauty, right?" Dani tried to offer.

Malaysia just sighed as she looked up at Dani from her angle on the couch. She had decided to reposition herself to take better advantage of the chaise, and the sight of her body sprawled out fully for Dani to see was almost enough to make her beg to be taken advantage of, too.

"I think there's different kinds of beautiful, and I think you're closed-minded," Malaysia replied quickly. She laughed at her playfully once more and stretched her long legs to drape over into Dani's lap. This made her squirm. Malaysia's thick thighs lead into strong calves and ended in ten white toes. Dani wondered lustily if she liked them sucked one by one.

"What makes me close-minded?"

"You act like you can't understand why someone would like a woman that isn't considered beautiful, and I don't. I like my women handsome, boo."

This made Dani's heart skip a beat. Handsome?

"Oh, and I like them obedient, too."

Obedient?

Malaysia picked up her foot and placed it on Dani's knee, slowly pressing until her legs were partly spread. In this moment, Dani was supremely grateful for her jeans being heavy denim she couldn't soak through.

"You been eye-fucking me since you walked in the shop. I'm familiar with bedroom eyes, even when they come in that innocent puppy dog edition. I like that, and I want to see what tricks you know," Malaysia stated matter-of-factly. Dani's pussy clenched at the sound of Malaysia's sexy voice become commanding.

Dani cupped the brown-skinned bombshell's heel in her hand and began to massage it with the other. She chewed her lip as she watched herself carefully and firmly knead her fingertips into the soles of Malaysia's feet. Light purrs came to greet Dani's ears after just a moment.

"Good girl, Dani," Malaysia praised her breathily as she began to work her plentiful breasts through the fabric. "I like you massaging me. Your hands are so strong."

This compliment set Dani's pussy on fire. She worked diligently to rub down each foot and calf before beginning to move onto her blessed brown thighs. When she placed a hand on her knee, Malaysia snapped them shut and sat up on her elbows. Her hooded eyes looked up at Dani again, clearly hornier now than before, but still in total control of the situation.

"Strip, boo. I wanna see them little things standing at attention now." Malaysia jutted her chin in the direction of Dani's mostly flat chest. Even through her sports bra, she felt her nipples had become hard nubs. She removed her legs from her lap, painfully slow, and stood in front of her.

Malaysia drank in every inch of Dani's small 5'3", 140 lb frame. As she ripped off her uniform shirt and wildly pulled at her tank top next, Malaysia laughed at her eagerness when Dani accidentally disturbed her fresh chest tattoo and briefly winced.

"Slow down, Dani, I'm here," she cooed, placing a hand on her now-exposed stomach. A jolt of desire pulsed starting from Dani's center when she felt the short acrylic nails trace circles through the hairs of her happy trail. "I'm taking off your belt. Unzip your pants then get on your knees."

Fire burned everywhere Malaysia touched. Her knuckles just brushing Dani's waistband made her glad to be so quickly on the floor. Not much further to fall.

They were now face to face for the first time, much closer than before. Dani was just an inch or two below Malaysia, lifting her face just a bit to look into her eyes. Undoubtedly, she was even more gorgeous from this distance.

Malaysia's soulful brown eyes called out to Dani. She was mesmerized. For a brief second, she broke eye contact to check if her plump lips were parted, waiting for her kiss. When she saw they were, she waited no more and pressed against her, softly to start and growing hungrier as their tongues darted out to tease the other.

It was the kind of deep kiss that only came from deep longing. In minutes that felt like seconds, their whole bodies found each other. Dani started by carefully resting her hands on Malaysia's knees before the other girl spread her legs and pulled her in closer. Her heavy breasts pushed up against Dani as they kissed increasingly deep and hard. Dani's hands found a new home on each of Malaysia's ass cheeks now barely covered by those skimpy shorts. As she cupped and squeezed those amazing hams, Malaysia broke the kiss to moan out loudly, Dani quickly moving her mouth to be back onto her, licking and sucking on her throat to tease her. Malaysia's fingers entangled in Dani's dreadlocks as she guided her mouth downward to her heaving chest.