Gotham Lockdown - Sophie

Ryan checked her phone - she’d synced it to the Batcave timer, breathing a sigh of relief to see she still had a few minutes left. She’d sped to her place, packing a few essentials - before unpacking changes of clothes, the whole point of this was that she wouldn’t need them - then quickly running around her place to make sure she didn’t have anything around that she’d mind Mary’s med school friends getting into.

The streets had been unsurprisingly crowded by people doing the same thing as her. She’d clutched her bag to her chest, constantly glancing at her phone as the timer ticked down, and eventually made it to Sophie’s apartment building with less than ten minutes left.

“Way too close,” Ryan said.

“Wondered where you were,” Sophie said. “Glad you made it.”

She glanced out her window again, before pulling her blinds and clicking the lights on. She sat down on the sofa. Every few seconds, she glanced at Ryan, half-glad and half-awkward.

“Sooo…” Sophie said.

“So,” Ryan agreed. “Didn’t expect we’d be doing this so soon.”

“Yeah,” Sophie said.

The awkward silence stretched on. Ryan fiddled with her phone again.

“Jordan’s not here yet,” Sophie said.

“It’s a mess out there,” Ryan said. “Lot of people not wanting to stay with family, or wanting a better food supply, or to stay at a vacant place, or just hurrying home from work before it’s too late.”

“Yeah. I saw,” Sophie said.

Things with Sophie were never normally this awkward. Then again, things normally weren’t a prelude to a few months being naked around one another. Ryan cleared her throat.

She’d seen Sophie naked before, admittedly - and Sophie had more than seen her. Then again, that time she’d had a choice in the matter. This time, there was no covering even if she wanted to.

“So how did this work?” Sophie said. “Did Luke say?”

“Sensitivity, apparently,” Ryan said. “At some point clothes will just be too uncomfortable.”

“Oh, right,” Sophie said. She winced. “Should we… undress first? In case it gets painful or something.”

“Um, maybe,” Ryan said.

Suddenly Sophie’s phone beeped. Sophie quickly grabbed it.

“That’s the minute left warning,” Sophie said. She glanced at the front door. “Jordan, where are you…”

“Maybe she changed her mind?” Ryan said hopefully.

“Maybe,” Sophie said. She chuckled. “Would be nice to have a bit of alone time.”

Ryan glanced at her own timer, then back at Sophie.

“So, should we…”

“Right,” Sophie said.

Swallowing, Ryan pulled off her shirt. Undressing in front of Sophie suddenly felt very different to usual, not least because nervously waiting for Sophie’s sister was an implicit cold shower preventing any more enjoyable contexts. Her mouth went dry when she saw Sophie do the same.

No! Bad time to get distracted. Quickly, Ryan unclasped her bra, then stood up, undoing her pants and pushing them down. She stepped out of them, and her underwear, until she stood a little uncomfortably on Sophie’s living room floor.

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, instinctively on-edge. She was slender, long, feet bare against the coarse carpet, her legs dark-skinned and smooth, to a centre marked with just a small fuzz, to a toned midriff, to boobs that were a simple handful each, to an expression that displayed nothing but awkwardness. There was something that set being naked apart from just standing around naked.

Sophie, by contrast, was a little curvier. She stood up, lifting up her discarded clothes and holding them back against her chest, before crouching to pick up Ryan’s too. She stood opposite Ryan, a little wider, though it was hard to tell just then if her boobs were any bigger, or just accentuated by her arm squeezing back against them.

“I’ll just put these with the washing I guess,” Sophie said.

“I guess,” Ryan echoed.

She fidgeted again. So this was how she was going to be spending the next few months. Vaguely, she watched Sophie walk away, eyes dipping downwards - well, at any rate she had a welcome distraction.

Her phone beeped. Ryan looked down, to see the timer hit zero, then hesitated. What was it going to feel like? It probably wouldn’t instantaneously cover the whole city, but it ought to be fast, so if she just waited…

All at once she heard yelps and shrieks, muffled by the walls of the apartment building, and a gasp from the other room. Sophie came back out, shaking her arms and apparently oblivious to any inviting bouncing that happened to cause.

“I swear that was like they bit me,” Sophie said. She made a face. “Would not like to put any of that on. Guess Luke was right.”

“Guess it has started,” Ryan said.

She swallowed. Months of perpetual nudity. Right.

She looked Sophie in the eye. Sophie looked back - suddenly, a playful smirk crossed Ryan’s lips, which Sophie returned with a coy smile.

“So, Ms Wilder, naked in my apartment, and just us home?” Sophie said.

“Why, whatever are you thinking?” Ryan said, affecting innocence.

Ryan stepped closer. Sophie’s hands snaked around her, meeting behind her lower back and pulling her in, thigh slipping between Ryan’s legs as they kissed, and for a moment Ryan let herself fall into comfort - this, at least, felt right. Okay, weird to be in the living room, but weird more in a slightly kinky way than any other way. This felt normal.

Then someone started knocking at the door. They quickly jerked apart, Ryan’s cheeks burning, and Sophie looked awkwardly at the door.

Ryan, being closer, nervously went to answer. She peered out through the spyhole, and saw a desperately squirming, naked Jordan. Eyes wide, Ryan hastily unlocked it, and pulled herself back behind the door as she opened. Sophie yelped as she was made visible to the hall.

Jordan sprinted in. Her clothes and underwear were left in a trail on the hallway floor outside, currently not something anyone could actually touch.

“Way too busy out there!” she squeaked.

She almost tripped and fell into her sister, before quickly righting herself, shaking slightly. Hastily she hid behind her arms, looking from Ryan to Sophie, and swallowed.

“Right. Er. Hi Ryan,” Jordan said.

“H-hi,” Ryan said.

She was still by the door. She hastily slammed and locked it, then turned around, clutching her arms back against her body. She managed a nervous smile.

Not the best way to meet her girlfriend’s sister, for the first time since they officially got together. Ryan and Sophie shared an awkward glance, Ryan still vibrating slightly.

Slowly, Sophie sat down. Gratefully, Ryan hurried over to her side, sitting down next to her and glad of what cover the sofa could give. It tingled a little to touch, but apparently it wasn’t enough to set off the visceral reaction clothing did - she’d have to ask Luke or Mary for the details of how this worked, if she ever got up the nerve to talk about this again.

The side of her bare leg was against Sophie’s, thigh touching thigh, and shoulder touching shoulder. It would have been romantic if not for the constant reminder of warm, exposed skin.

Jordan looked at the two of them and made a face.

“Ew. Don’t want to watch this,” Jordan said.

“You invited yourself!” Sophie said.

“Not to watching you two… canoodle,” Jordan said. She fidgeted. “Anyone want a drink? I really do. And to desperately forget the trip here.”

Sophie gestured with her head, not leaving Ryan’s side. Ryan swallowed, and tried not to watch Jordan leave. Stuck naked with these two for the coming months.

She was not looking forward to any shopping trips.