An awkward first night

They hadn't gone far from the shelter Liz had discovered. Exploring their surroundings, while it might have been useful, was not exactly something either of them wanted to do while they were naked.

That, and apparently whatever world this was did have nights too. The sky was a burnt orange, and slowly growing darker.

Liz had made use of the last bit of daylight to climb other trees nearby, after asking Jenny not to stare. Red-faced, she'd managed to make herself another bikini, even if it wasn't as sturdy as Jenny's. It didn't make her cheeks burn any less when she had it on.

Being in her underwear around a stranger was embarassing enough, and this barely qualified as even that.

Jenny stayed sat on the edge of the improvised wodden bed, one leaf squeezed between her legs and her arms crossed over her tits, the leaf masking her cleavage. A little jealously, Liz stood where she was, squirming.

"We should settle in for the night," Liz said. "It's too dark to go anywhere."

"Yeah," Jenny said. She flushed. "Not exactly happy about sharing this."

"It's the only safe space we've found," Liz said. "There might be others, but until we find them..."

"I know, I know," Jenny said.

Vastra wouldn't judge her for this, she was sure. Though she might tease Liz about it; Jenny smiled for a moment, remembering her wife.

And then Liz started awkwardly removing her improvised bra and panties, and Jenny squeaked.

"What are you doing?!" she explaimed, the cockney in her voice coming out a little stronger.

"I- We can't really sleep in these," Liz said, reddening. "They're not strong as it is. Rolling over with the stems for hours is just going to..."

"I'm not going to-"

"I just don't want mine to break," Liz said. "I'm not making another. If you want to risk yours, you can."

Jenny blushed.

"You really think it could... I can't be naked again," Jenny said.

"I'm not much of a weaver," Liz said. "They're not going to be too strong."

Liz neared, awkwardly moving an arm from her tits to lay the leaves in a small hidey-hole that had been left in the wooden box. Whoever had been here before likely had needed the storage space.

Then, a little breathless, she quickly went back to covering herself.

"Are you going to let me in?" Liz said.

Flushing, Jenny pulled her legs back up onto the inside of the box, then rolled back, lying on the far edge. Liz pushed the lid/door closer to it, from where they'd let it lie on the ground, before sitting on the bed herself.

She bit her lip as she sat on the old wood. That was the other part of being naked; any time she sat down she was reminded of her exposure.

"So, uh, tomorrow," Jenny said. "We going off, or settling down?"

"Follow the river," Liz suggested. "If there's anyone that could help us, they'd be near water."

"Don't exactly want to run into anyone," Jenny said.

"I know," Liz said. She flushed, pulling her own legs up onto the bed. "Or we could make a home of it, wait for rescue. I've got this friend who's meant to be used to this kind of thing."

"Me too," Jenny said. "A couple."

Quickly, Liz pulled the shelter's final wall in; it didn't lock into place, but it did lean against the roof. She hesitated where she sat, still a bit nervous about her nudity, though at least for a few moments she could be sure no one could see anything.

Well, no one except Jenny, and even then it was just her back. And it was dark. Liz turned-

"Don't look at me!" Jenny squeaked.

Liz shifted, looking away again, facing the closed door. Awkwardly she lay down, uncomfortably aware of how much it felt like surrendering.

No fighting, no exploring. She was stuck stark naked in some strange place, with a just-as naked woman trapped with her. Liz flushed.

Behind her she heard a rustle as Jenny undressed too, taking Liz's advice about not potentially damaging their sole clothing. She heard an embarassed whimper as Jenny lay down.

Liz closed her eyes. She shifted, almost asleep, when she accidentally brushed back; her back nudged into Jenny, and Jenny shrieked loudly enough to make Liz suddenly be wide awake again.

"No touching!" Jenny said.

"That was an accident," Liz said quickly. "I just rolled over. I was sleepy, not thinking-"

Cheeks flaming, Jenny shuffled back, pushing against the wall. Even in the dark and with Liz facing away from her, she crossed her arms over her chest.