Even though she’d been the one to suggest it, a certain thrill coursed through Lena’s body when Martin nodded in response and began to urge them through the crowd. She followed along like a lamb, smiling a little giddily when his arm tightened around her waist, and made her way up the steps. Her neck swung to the side to catch Paige’s eyes. A certain energy passed between them - excitement, nerves, and maybe even a touch of lust. Lena raised her eyebrows twice playfully, and soon, they were behind closed doors. Finally alone, together.<br/><br/>Lena’s eyes drifted around the room, taking in the dark, leather benches, and the view down below. From their position, you could still feel the vibrations of the thumping music from below, even though the music itself was muffled. The flashing lights, too, cast a soft glow across Martin and Paige. It almost, just almost, felt like a dream.<br/><br/>Maybe that’s why she did what she did next, without thinking twice.<br/><br/>“I have an idea,” she smiled, biting down on her lower lip and settling down next to Paige on the leather couch. She looked into Paige’s eyes for a moment, looking for any signs of hesitation. Seeing none, she flashed a look towards Martin, and then leaned in to gently press her lips against Paige’s.<br/><br/>She breathed in Paige’s perfume, slipped her fingers into her roommate’s soft hair, and leaned in more to deepen the kiss. Though the two girls had shared many wild nights together, they’d never actually crossed the threshold of being intimate with one another, even playfully.  There was something exciting about being watched, especially by their professor. But there was something exciting, too, about Paige herself. Her tongue slipped across Paige’s lower lip, then pushed inside, lengthening the kiss even a bit longer than she’d originally intended.<br/><br/>After a few long moments, a waitress pushed through the door to deliver the drinks Martin had ordered. Lena leaned back, giggling a bit, though the waitress pretending to pay them no mind. The drinks were there to tempt, but Lena found herself looking past them at Martin, who was still standing.<br/><br/>“Do you want to join us?” she asked vaguely, with a little raise of her eyebrow.