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yard work - chapter 6 (regina george x reader)

fandom: Mean Girls (all media)

pairing: Regina George x OFC/Reader

summary: You'd been in the same class as Regina George since kindergarten. You'd lived on the same street even longer. Once upon a time, when life was sandbox disputes and who got the swing first arguments, you'd even been friends. Now, in junior year of high school, you doubted she even remembered you. The same couldn't be said about you. You definitely remembered her.

warnings(s): 2004 was not a good time for the gays. homophobia persists. insecurity about weight and insulting oneself about it.

chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 3 / chapter 4 / chapter 5 / chapter 7

You dipped into your savings and got Regina a new, fancy moisturizer. You couldn't count on her using it instead of the lard, but well. Guide a horse to water, can't make it drink, and all that.

You didn't tell her about the Homecoming prank, though. She'd been pissed about that. Not for long, because then it turned into a sort of trend at Northshore and it only boosted her popularity.

You were perhaps more upset about it. Upset you'd let it happen, upset they'd done it in the first place, upset Regina stood there with Aaron. He didn't even look like he wanted to be there.

Regina managing to turn it around for her benefit didn't stop you from feeling bad. It was the principle of the thing. You'd taken some distance from her. Everybody, actually. People just didn't feel all that great to be around. You were betraying Regina by letting her be essentially bullied by Janis, you were tolerating Regina's abusive reign over the student body, Aaron was getting on your last nerve by simply existing, and your mom's death anniversary was coming up.

You went to the Georges' less. Regina came to yours when you didn't lie about having to catch up on homework or doing a project. You did do some yard work for them since you still needed the extra cash. Just basic things like raking leaves and doing small repairs here and there. You also covered the pool with Mrs George's help.

"Whew, I forget what a chore that is every year!" She wiped at her forehead. You laid on the grass, chest heaving. You'd carried maybe seventy per cent of that thing.

"You said it, Mrs George." You managed to get out.

"How many years have I been telling you to call me Jude. Or just mom." You looked up at her. She looked so much like Regina. Or Regina looked so much like her.

She'd known your mom. Cried harder at her funeral than your dad or even yourself. You hadn't really gotten it, at that point. She'd hugged you tight and told you what an amazing woman she was, that she hadn't deserved to go yet. She sent you food for weeks after, which you appreciated because dad was too busy sorting stuff out to cook for you.

She'd been more of a mom to you than your own had ever gotten to be. Still, it felt wrong to call her anything other than Mrs George. It was weird. Word association gone all wrong. Mom meant a casket being lowered into a hole on a bleak November day, an echoing house and an empty kitchen, sad and wistful things. Mrs George meant afternoons spent running around in the backyard, eating 'till your belly was full to bursting, happiness and summer.

"Many, many years." You groaned as you got up. "Is Reggie home?"

You figured it would be weird if you didn't go say hi, at least. You didn't want to cut her out entirely. It was just hard being around her when the weight of your own actions, and inactions, weighed on your shoulders.

She smiled in a way that told you she'd noticed your deflection. "In her room."

"Great. Oh, by the way, what did you do with the apples this year?"

"I convinced Rick to donate them to the women's shelter downtown. They'll be put to good use there."

"That's awesome," You put your hands to your hips and looked around. "Anything you want me to do?"

"I'll just hose down the rose bushes, you head on inside. Avoid the living room, Rick's on a conference call." She waved you off with a smile.

You trod through the house carefully, shoes in hand. You knew the Georges were a shoes-on household, but it just never felt right for you to walk on carpeted floors with your shoes on. What if you had stepped on dogshit? What then?

"Reg?" Her door was open a crack, so you peeked in. "You decent?"

"Yes, I'm decent." You could hear the eye roll in her voice. "What do you want?"

Yikes. She wasn't happy.

You walked in and closed the door behind you. She was on her bed, reading a book on her belly. She was snacking on some candy bar.

"I just came to say hi. I put the pool cover on with your mom." You walked up to her. "What're you reading?"

"I could hear you huffing and puffing all the way up here." She turned on her side to look at you. "The Catcher in the Rye. It's boring."

"I dunno, I liked it." You climbed in hesitantly. When she didn't protest, you settled down on your side facing her, head leaned against your palm.

"You've read it?" She tossed the book on the floor next to the bed, now giving you her full attention. "Can you write my paper?"

"Depends on how much you'll pay me." You grinned and rubbed your fingers together like you were handling cash.

"Boo, you whore." She pouted. "Aren't we supposed to be beyond that?"

"I don't do charity, my friend." You flopped onto your back and crossed your arms. Shit, she had a comfy bed. So soft but just firm enough, too. You let your eyes close. You were so tired from all that physical labour.

"Get off my bed, you traitor." You opened your eyes too late. She was already on you, pushing you, and you had no time to resist until you were toppling onto the floor. You clambered down in a mess of limbs and sheets, which you'd grabbed in your desperate attempt to stay aboard.

"Reg! Your bed is actually high up! Help me!" You felt like Mufasa clinging to the face of the cliff, fingers digging into the slippery bedding. One of your legs was still on the bed, but not securely enough that you would've been able to pull yourself to safety.

"Just put your leg on the floor, dumbass." She cackled, watching you panic over such a small drop.

"No, look, it's not that- close." You lowered your leg and your knee made contact with the floor. Regina fell back, gasping as she laughed. "Shut up, you teapot!"

"No! I'm not-" She tried to stifle the laughs escaping her, the real wheezing ones she didn't let out of their cage willingly, but one look at you set it off again. "Your hair!"

You lifted your hands to your head. "It's not my fault your sheets are fucking static."

By the time Mrs George came to inform you that she'd be starting on dinner, thus signifying you should probably go, Regina had stopped laughing, if just barely.

"Have you been using the moisturizer I gave you?" You tried to analyze her face. It didn't look any less flawless than usual.

"Yeah, it's really great. My old night lotion started smelling weird for some reason. Maybe it expired early or something." You just hummed in response.

"I should probably go home and make myself dinner too."

"I'll walk you down."

You walked down the stairs and to the backdoor, avoiding the living room despite the blaring of the TV. Mr George was definitely not on a call anymore.

"What're you making today?" Regina asked, standing somewhat awkwardly on the porch.

"Probably tacos. I found a great deal on some corn tortillas at the store. They're all going bad today, so. Gonna stuff myself."

"Save some for me, yeah?"

You weren't sure what she meant by that. "Sure."

You walked home and as you'd said, got started on dinner. Moving around the kitchen without Regina there in the way, chopping whatever vegetables into misshapen cubes, felt weird. She wasn't over that often, but you'd gotten used to it regardless.

It was perhaps your biggest flaw as a person, how intolerant you were to being alone. Ironic, considering how much time you had to spend alone.

If it was up to you, you would've made Birria tacos with a good cut of sirloin, but you didn't have the money for fresh cuts of beef. Besides, you hadn't even started on the stew, and that took a whole day. So, you settled on some basic ground beef filling. You had made Pico de Gallo earlier that day, so it was nice and flavourful by the time you were constructing your tacos.

Back when you'd still needed a babysitter, there had been this one Mexican lady who appeared on the roster most often. It was so long ago you couldn't remember her name. She'd made you call her Abuela. She was sweet and taught you the wonder of Latin American cuisine. From what you could understand, she'd been well-travelled and really loved food everywhere.

She stopped coming when all of your babysitters did. The last time you saw her, you hadn't known it would be the last time.

This time of year really made you a monster. A dull grey, depressing monster. You'd have to find some exciting hobby because even you were getting sick of this. Maybe cliff jumping?

A knock on your door was the last thing you expected when you were finally ready to chow down. Making such a huge amount of food took time.

"What?" You barked to whoever dared to disturb you. "Oh, shit."

"Is that how you greet all your dinner guests?" Regina asked, batting her eyelashes. She had on a deep red dress, shiny satin that licked at the curves and edges of her body just right. It reached all the way to her feet, where you could see black heels peeking out from under the hem. She stood taller than usual, but still so short you could see above her head. The dress was strapless as far as you could tell as her jacket was covering her shoulders. Sweetheart neckline and a clutch to match. She had a thin gold chain around her neck with a small R-charm on it. Gold hoop earrings, hair done up in curls.

A grin crept up onto her face as you continued to gape at her visage. "I know, right?" She posed, one hand holding the clutch at level with her thigh and one poised at her waist. "I'm so sexy."

"Yeah, uh, yes, you are." You stuttered, stunned and flustered. You wanted to touch her, feel the fabric of the dress with the tips of your fingers, grab a hold of her and press close to her. She looked so fucking good.

"Thanks, baby." She took a couple of steps forward to reach you and, nonchalant as could be, brushed her hand at your shoulder as if she were brushing off dust.

Your knees wobbled.

"I have dinner for us." You blurted out. "I, uh..." You needed to pull it together. "I'm gonna go change."

"You do that," Regina said with an indulgent smile. You shot up the stairs.

When you came back down, still tucking your shirt into your trousers and tie undone, Regina was sitting on the couch perusing a magazine. It was probably from last year or something, you didn't exactly update the stuff under the coffee table.

You coughed to get her attention. "Ready for dinner, Reggie?"

"Ugh, don't ruin the moment. Anything other than that."

"I'm Jorts and you're Reggie, that's how it's been." You reminded and gently plucked her clutch from her hands before gesturing for her to turn around. She did, looking a little confused. When you reached to take her jacket off, she recoiled.

"Um, I would like to keep it on." She said, the confidence from before diminishing.

"Oh, why?" You asked. "Are you cold?"

"No, it's just, um..." Regina George stammering. You didn't think you'd live to see the day. "I don't look like I used to before."

"What does that mean?" You checked her out, toes to forehead. Drop-dead gorgeous as always.

"I've gained a bunch of weight." She looked down as if she needed to be ashamed. "I barely fit into this gown. I had to suck in even with the Spanx. And I still look like a whale."

As much as you would've liked to be incredulous and loud about just how wrong she was, it didn't seem like the right course of action. She was being open and vulnerable with you.

"I don't think you look like a whale." You stepped close to her tentatively. You set the clutch on the coffee table. Then, just as tentatively, circled your arms around her. You slotted your fingers together at her lower back and pulled her to you so that your bellies touched.

"I couldn't hug a whale." You pointed out helpfully, leaning back slightly to still look her in the eyes. "I'd love to see the dress in its full glory."

Regina, hands fussing with unmade your tie, bit her lip in contemplation.

"Careful, don't mess up your lipstick." She rubbed her lips together at that, a smile threatening to break out.

"Fine. But you can't laugh or stare or anything."

"I swear." You put one hand on your heart and the other up. "Now turn around."

She did as you asked. "You're being awfully chivalrous."

"It's what you deserve, Reggie." You crooned jokingly, pulling the jacket from her shoulders. The dress was cut elegantly so that there were no straps, but bits of fabric hanging by her upper arms. Cold-shoulder. You hoped the jokes in your tone hid how nervous you were.

"What did I just say?" As if that little moment between you two hadn't even happened, she was right back to her normal self.

"Fine. But you'll always be my Reggie. I guess tonight we can pretend." You sighed. "Whatever you say, honey."

"Better." She turned and tugged at your tie. "Now, let's get you sorted."

"I had very little notice, okay?" You grumbled but bent down obediently so she'd have an easier time tying your tie. You'd used to play dress up mixed with house all the time. You'd nearly always been the dad and so, you had to wear a tie. Obviously. Mrs George had gotten tired of constantly being asked to do it, so she'd taught Regina.

Now, it felt a little different. For one, you were taller. Secondly, this wasn't a children's game. Maybe you were playing a little bit, pretending, but it didn't quite feel like that. There was something undeniably real about this.

"There." She said once she was finished, smoothing it out against your chest. "You couldn't find one matching the dress?"

"You're impossible to please." You chuckled. "I'll make sure to go tie shopping as soon as possible."

"Good." She liked to ignore your sardonic tone pretty often. "Now, what's on the menu?"

You tucked the rest of the shirt into your pants and, voila, you were done.

"Tacos, my lady." You offered up your arm half in jest. She hooked her wrist into the bend of your elbow with an incline of her head. Clearly, she was a girl that liked to be wined and dined.

You snuck a bottle from your dad's wine collection, hoping it wasn't some speciality. Looking at the label, it wasn't very old. Wine quality was assessed like that, right?

You ate your fills and then some, drinking wine all the while, then retreated to the couch to recover, and turned on the TV to watch while eating dessert. Sharing a pint of ice cream, curled up on the couch in fancy clothes, warm and away from the cold of late November, you wondered what had brought this on.

It wasn't an official date, that much you knew. Regina wasn't a lesbian like you. Maybe she was indulging you. That would mean she knew you had a crush on her. You hoped that wasn't true. Regina was an observant person, though. Fuck, that'd be humiliating.

It didn't feel like she was playing with you. It looked like she was having as much fun as you. Maybe she wanted to have a nice, romantic dinner without the pressure of having to impress or perform for her date.

It was nice she'd chosen you. Regardless of why she'd come here tonight, you were just glad she was with you. You'd had a lot of people leave, most of them never coming back. The exceptions to the rule were Regina and your dad. They were similar in that, but nothing else. When dad came back, he brought with him a never-pleased frown and a stifling presence. When Regina came back, she brought light.

She had her flaws. You had yours. Thanksgiving was right around the corner and Christmas would soon follow. You had no doubt that Janis had something nefarious planned for at least one of those events. Nothing was sure, things were undecided.

"I'm going for a smoke." You said when the episode ended.

"I'm coming with."

"You won't be getting one."

"I don't want it anyway. Cigarettes taste like shit."

You laughed and walked to the backdoor. Through it and onto the patio, you slumped onto the bench swing. Regina followed a lot more gracefully, heels chucked somewhere in the house, bundled up in the blanket she'd claimed as hers since the first time she slept over. She sat next to you and spread it over both your laps. You hummed in thanks and lit up.

Regina might've been a massive bitch. She had, and there was no denying it, done some awful things. And maybe it was fucked up for you to like one part of a person and not the whole of them, but did that count if you were sure that the undesirable part was all a facade?

"So..." You started. "Better than any of the dates Aaron took you to?" You couldn't help but ask. Veiled under a joke, you hoped your jealousy didn't show.

"Don't be cocky." She admonished, resembling her mom almost creepily. "He didn't really take me out."

"What? Why?" If you could openly date Regina there wouldn't be a limit to how much you'd be taking her out, showing her off to anybody who'd listen.

"How should I know?" She shrugged indignantly. "We broke up a little after Homecoming."

"What? I didn't hear about this."

"Really? I thought you would've since it was pretty big news for a while." You didn't want to admit you'd been purposefully avoiding rumours about the couple for the majority of their relationship. "He outlived his purpose."

"The Halloween Party and Homecoming." You clarified and she nodded.

You took a drag. Regina pulled what seemed like a candy bar out of her clutch. It was the same brand she'd been eating earlier today.

Considering she'd been insecure about her weight, you didn't comment on it. You took another drag. You couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something weird.

"Hey, can I look at the packaging of that?"

Wordlessly, Regina handed it over. You looked at the product info. Great, it was all in Swedish.

"Where'd you get these?"

"Cady got me a box of them. They're good for weight loss. Like, they just burn all your carbs." You furrowed your eyebrows and looked back at the product info. The numbers didn't seem like that of a weight loss product.

You didn't like she was eating something that would empty her stomach right after dinner. That couldn't have been healthy.

"You're trusting something Cady gave to you?"

She tilted her head, as if about to question you. Her mouth opened, then closed, and opened again.

"Shut up. Shut up."

You took a long drag.

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KATE BISHOP x READER

Maybe your heart isn’t made of plastic

Summary: Y/N always considered high school an hellhole where you need to fight everyday to survive, especially when Kate Bishop ruled over everything and everyone adored her. Everyone except her. She hated her. So she just tried to lay low and mind her own business, but when a new student arrive at their school, madness follows.

After a revenge plan, everything falling apart and just overall chaos, Y/N hooked up with none other than Kate Bishop. And it just kept happening. The two started hooking up wherever they had the chance and old feelings start to resurface. But would things work out or they would fall apart eventually?

[I got inspired after watching the new Mean Girls movie and after writing a too long oneshot about an original story with Kate, so I decided to create a book.]

A/N: HELLO PEOPLE! Look who's back in so early?!

Did you like the first chapter?

Alright, buckle up and get ready for this new chapter, a lot of interesting things will happen.

As always let me know what you guys think!

Sending you so much love ❤️

Chapter 2

A week passed by and Y/N was still trying to wrap her head around what happened with Kate at the Spring Fling. The black haired girl sort of apologized, touched her purposefully, complimented her and danced, a few times provocatively, with her. She spent the first few days thinking she probably got so drunk she dreamed it all after passing out in the school’s gym, especially because her and Kate went back to not talking and ignoring each other in school. But when Bucky showed her the pictures he took of her sitting on Kate’s lap and asked what was all that about, she realized that it indeed happened and that she wasn’t enough drunk that night, because now all she could think about was how warm Kate was and how good it felt being in her arms again. "Earth to Y/N."

Y/N blinked a few times to focus her attention back on her friends, staring at her, sat at their table during lunch and blushed furiously when she caught herself being lost in her mind, thinking about Kate again, "hm?"

"Wanda is throwing a party tonight. And we are invited!" Bucky clapped his hands enthusiastically and bumped his shoulder with Wanda, who giggled happily at his enthusiasm, but Y/N just stared at them lost after stabbing some of her salad.

"What?"

"Wow, keep it in your pants Y/N/N. You’re showing too much enthusiasm." Bucky joked and threw a napkin at his best friend, making Y/N roll her eyes and flip him off.

"My parents are going out town and they surprisingly allowed me to throw a party. As long as my house doesn’t explode." Wanda explained further to Y/N and furrowed her eyebrows pensively at her last words, making Y/N and Bucky cackle at her words.

"Wow, that’s great!"

"I know! We are gonna get ready at Wanda’s house and then-." Y/N stopped listening to Bucky rambling about clothes as she always do and for a moment let her gaze linger on Kate talking to her friends at their table, but moved her eyes away quickly to not be caught staring and opted on letting her mind wander again, remembering the extremely good sensation of having Kate’s arms around her as she hugged her. Fuck Y/N, your thoughts are starting to become too gay, even for you. Y/N chuckled at her own brain calling her out and stabbed another forkful of salad, chewing on it happily and kept pretending she was still listening closely to Bucky, but this time she forced her mind to not think about Kate Bishop again.

"Holy shit, what are they doing here?" Bucky run up to Y/N so fast that he bumped hard into her shoulder, making her groan out in pain and almost spill her drink on herself.

"Watch where you’re going, you jerk." Bucky rolled his eyes as he watched Y/N smooth out her shirt before grabbing her chin to turn her head up and make her look at the plastics entering Wanda’s house. "Oh no, what are they doing here?"

Bucky rolled his eyes at Y/N as he moved his hand away from Y/N’s face and crossed his arms, "that’s what I said, bitch." The two best friends flipped each other off with fond, exasperated rolls of their eyes while Wanda stared in panic at the trio walking into her living room.

"What do I do? Should I say hi?" Wanda asked anxiously, not ready to face the plastics again, despite they all apologized and made up at the Spring Fling. Bucky made the decision for her by pushing her towards them and making her almost knock into Natasha as the three girls advanced towards them.

"You’re mean, you know that?" Y/N asked with a low chuckle to Bucky, who merely shrugged and walked away to mingle like nothing happened, making Y/N shook her head with a small smile and walk to the opposite side to grab another drink in Wanda’s kitchen.

"Hey Wan!" Y/N yelled over the loud music into Wanda’s ear to make her hear her.

"Y/N/N, what’s up?!" Y/N watched with a fond grin Wanda smile brightly at her and she knew she was slightly tipsy, but she let her be.

"Do you have somewhere I can go to- get away from this chaos for a bit?" Y/N asked shyly at the girl while wringing her hands softly, but the girl just kept smiling at her as she looked at her in understanding.

"Of course Y/N/N. Here, this is my room key. Second door on the right upstairs." Wanda offered the key to Y/N and Y/N hugged her friend briefly.

"Thank you Wan. I’ll see you in a bit." Y/N smiled gratefully at the redhead once more before starting her way towards her room, dodging people dancing. She needed to get away from all of this for a while. Sometimes parties like this overwhelmed Y/N, especially because she always let her friends mingle while she stayed in the corner observing everyone. She would also socialize a bit and dance with her friends, but she wasn’t always in the mood and now seemed like it.

"Hey! Watch your fucking step, you stupid bitch." Y/N heard a familiar tone reaching her ears when she bumped into someone after waving past a couple making out heavily near the stairs.

"Here it is. Still a bitch, like always." Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes when she turned around and met a pair of ocean blue eyes, "of course- it was too good to know Kate fucking Bishop changed. Always the same old shit." Y/N didn’t even bother to apologize to Kate as she scoffed at her once more when she sent her a withering glare and then walked away from her, moving up the stairs to go to Wanda’s bedroom, dodging a few more horny teenagers making out with a disgusted face on her way there. As soon as she arrived in front of Wanda’s door, she used the key Wanda gave her to unlock it and walked inside, sighing contentedly. She only realized someone followed her when she felt a hand lay on her shoulder blades and push her harshly into the room before she could turn around and close the door and slammed the door closed a second later instead. "What the fuck?"

"I wasn’t done talking." Kate exclaimed in a bitchy tone and crossed her arms, blocking the way for Y/N when she tried to walk out of the room and away from her.

"Well, I was. So, fuck off." Y/N sneered through gritted teeth and stared angrily at Kate, who just scoffed at her.

"You’re insufferable, you know that?" Kate took a step forward, but Y/N wasn’t scared of her unlike everyone else in their school, so she stayed put in her spot, with her arms crossed and a defiant smile on her lips, knowing it irritated the black haired girl to no end.

"I’m the insufferable one? God Kate, I can’t even with you."

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you are fucking crazy. A few weeks ago you were so high you apologized to me for treating me like shit and were all over me and now you treat me like shit, again. Make up your damn mind."

"You deserved it. You stomped on my shoes." Kate countered back childishly, arching an eyebrow up and staring back at Y/N resolutely, moving a step forward to stand a few feet from her.

"IT WAS A FUCKING ACCIDENT!"

"Sure it was." Kate scoffed with a roll of her eyes and Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in confusion at her words, "you are trying to catch my attention since the Spring Fling." Kate lifted her right eyebrow up defiantly and stared intently into Y/N’s eyes, who sighed out in annoyance, already exasperated with this conversation.

"Jesus, Kate. Not everybody wants your attention." Y/N stated with an irritated tone, taking a small step forward and staring up at Kate angrily, who just put that annoying, smug smile on her lips.

"That’s not true. You want my attention just like everybody else. I noticed you staring at me during lunch these past weeks." Kate arched her right eyebrow up defiantly and smiled triumphantly when she watched Y/N’s face fall for just a moment before she resumed her hard stare, already gloating for winning their argument, like she always does.

"That’s not true." Y/N countered back unconvincingly, slapping her forehead inwardly at her wavering tone.

"Oh it is. I can feel your eyes on me, all the time. It’s like you’re still obsessed with me." Kate pushed her hair back with a quick tilt of her head and smirked proudly at Y/N, who was now fuming with rage at her accusations.

"How dare you?! I was never obsessed with you. And I never will. You plastics think we are all in love with you, something that is so far away from the truth!"

Kate listened to Y/N ramble with a lost expression on her face as her eyes lost focus and fell on Y/N’s lips moving and instinctively licked her own longingly. After a few moments, without properly thinking, her mouth opened on its own and she spoke before she could stop herself, interrupting Y/N altogether. "Fuck, you look so hot when you’re mad."

"And you- wait what?" Y/N trailed off and stared at Kate for a few seconds with a confused frown on her face as her mind caught up on what Kate just said. Her confusion expression immediately switched into a shocked one when the black haired girl didn’t add another word and leaned forward to crash their lips together hungrily. "Oh- hm-." Y/N mumbled on Kate’s lips in surprise as they devoured her own greedily, her mind and body reeling on what the hell was taking place for just a second, before she finally realized. Kate Bishop was kissing her. That thought alone instantly kickstarted her brain into functioning again and she kissed Kate back just as hungrily, pushing the butterflies running around her stomach aside and focusing on Kate’s mouth instead. Kate was relentless and eager as her lips moved over Y/N’s ones fervently while her hands fisted in Y/N’s hair and pulled on her scalp hard to make her moan into the kiss so she could slip her tongue in without her permission and lick every angle of Y/N’s mouth she could reach. She swallowed another moan when she started sucking on Y/N’s tongue hungrily and hummed delighted into the kiss. But Y/N, the stubborn girl that she was, didn’t let the black haired girl take charge of the kiss so easily, so she bit down on Kate’s bottom lip harshly when Kate turned her head to the other side to change their kiss angle and started sucking on her tongue greedily instead, her hands gripping Kate’s waist harder to push her more into her body. She felt powerful when Kate melted into the kiss and moaned pitifully at her tongue when it slid over hers and forced its way into her mouth to lick it thoroughly. Her hands gripped Kate’s hips tighter when she changed the angle of the kiss and Kate whimpered again into her mouth. A thud on the door made the two girls jump apart abruptly and both cursed at whoever bumped into the door while staring hungrily at one another and panting heavily to regain some needed breath in their burning lungs. Their eyes glinted with desire and lust they both were sure they had never felt for someone before and their hands grasped at one another firmly in fear the world would collapse if they let go of the other. And they just stayed there. For what felt like was hours, but were just an handful of seconds. After blinking at one another when they fell back down on earth, the two girls leaned forward again to kiss just as hungrily and this time it was Y/N’s tongue that slid past Kate’s slightly parted lips without permission and licked every nook and cranny of her mouth, while her hands deliberately slid down from her hips and gripped her ass hard, squeezing the firm flesh into her hands and triggering a guttural moan from Kate as she bucked her ass into Y/N’s hands.

"Hm- fuck- lock the door." Kate murmured sultrily between kisses and bit down on Y/N’s bottom lip before whining loudly onto her mouth when Y/N squeezed her ass once more and grunted needily as she surged forward for another intense kiss.

"W-why?" Y/N let out in a whimper when Kate pulled on her scalp hard to make her head lean back and attack her neck with open-mouthed kisses.

Kate took her time on Y/N’s neck as she licked, kissed and bit on her skin lustfully then let another groan escape her throat when Y/N gripped her ass hard to grab her attention and pulled away from her luscious skin to look into Y/N’s eyes hard. "Because I want you so fucking bad and I don’t want anyone to interrupt us."

"Oh shit-fuck- okay." Y/N leaned forward again and bit down on Kate’s bottom lip sharply to draw out another moan from Kate and take the opportunity of her parted lips to sneak her tongue back in her mouth while using her hands on her ass to push her up and make her wrap her legs around her waist, so she could walk towards the door without stopping their kisses.

"Hm, I like this feisty side of you." Kate moaned between kisses and started grinding her clothed, aching core onto Y/N’s covered abdomen teasingly and smiled wickedly when she felt the girl stumble a bit in her steps at her gesture. Y/N grunted and tried to regain focus quickly as she walked towards the door and slammed Kate onto it hard, making the girl let out an obscene whine at the show of strength and buck her hips again on her abs. "Hurry up already."

"Shut up." Y/N gritted through her teeth harshly, leaning her body onto Kate and make her lean securely on the door to prevent her to drop on the floor and moving one of her hands still glued onto Kate’s ass into her left pocket to grab the key she stashed in it, fumbling a bit to slid it into the lock when Kate started leaving open-mouthed kisses on her neck and nibbling on her pulse point from time to time. Y/N grunted out lowly and closed her eyes to ground herself at the pleasure pumping fast in her veins and took a deep breath to gain enough self-control to finally slid the key in the lock and lock the door.

"Fucking finally!" Kate murmured bitchily when she heard the sound of the door locking and grasped Y/N’s jaw to clash her lips onto Y/N’s ones again and initiate another deep kiss full of tongue.

"You’re starting to irritate me, Bishop." Y/N grumbled when they necessarily had to part to take some needed breath, but her mouth, having a mind of its own now, started a journey down Kate’s perfect jaw, nibbling her skin there slightly before sliding on her luscious neck and leaving hard kisses there as she palmed her ass eagerly, reveling in the loud moans spilling out of Kate’s mouth. She smirked proudly when she triggered another lewd moan from Kate when she rubbed her abs hard between Kate’s opened legs and bit down on her clavicle before licking the skin there to soothe out the slight sting.

"Not as much as you annoy me, Y/L/N."

"I won’t be a bitch if I were you." Y/N challenged Kate after pulling away from her neck and leaned slightly back from Kate to stare at her with a defiant look in her now dark Y/E/C eyes and a blunt smirk on her kiss-swollen lips, knowing it irritated Kate to no end and she confirmed it when Kate gripped her scalp and scoffed indignantly at her.

"I can do whatever I fucking want."

"Hm, I don’t think that can work. You see- if you keep being a bitch to me, I won’t keep doing this anymore."

"Do what-OH FUCK!" Kate let out the loudest moan so far when Y/N, without notice, sneaked her hand between their bodies, slipped it under Kate’s jeans and cupped Kate’s clothed center, finding her underwear already drenched.

"What was that, hm?" Y/N looked at Kate with a proud, bitchy smirk on her lips while her fingers moved up and down her entrance in a teasing manner, sliding them from the base of her lips to her clit, applying a light-feather touch on it, before sliding them down and repeating the movements. Y/N reveled in Kate’s face contorting in pleasure and buck her hips into her hand as she moaned lowly from time to time, her eyes committing to mind all Kate’s perfect features in her most vulnerable state.

"I said- oh- that if you don’t fuck me already I will fuck myself in front of you."

"An appealing scenario, for sure. But that won’t happen. I prefer you under me begging me to make you come." Y/N growled lowly onto Kate’s lips before reluctantly moving her hand out of Kate’s pants and placing it back on her butt to grip Kate securely in her arms and walk them away from the door and towards the bed instead, throwing Kate onto it unceremoniously a few seconds later. She didn’t give her a second to adjust on the mattress as she just crawled onto her and kissed her soundly again, their tongues sliding over each other languidly right away while her hands grasped at each other needily.

"I will never beg. Especially for you." Kate countered back between kisses, moaning pitifully into Y/N’s mouth when Y/N bit on her bottom lip harshly and ground her abdomen once again on her clothed crotch.

"We’ll see about that." Y/N murmured so sure of herself before rejoining their mouths together again, her tongue sliding out of her mouth and into Kate’s one right away as she slotted her right knee between Kate’s thighs and pushed hard onto her core, making the girl moan loudly at the yearned stimulation and buck her hips up to gain some more friction.

"Get this off." Kate whined when she struggled to take Y/N’s shirt off of her and made Y/N chuckle lowly at her eagerness but obliged anyway, lifting her shirt up skillfully and sinking back into Kate, touching their lips again. "Your bra too."

"Don’t boss me around. I’m not your pet." Y/N stated harshly after a few moments of kissing hungrily but took her bra off anyway as she stared angrily at Kate. Kate merely smirked up at her and shrugged but before she could come up with a witty remark, Y/N slid her hand back into Kate’s pants and pressed hard on her clit, making the girl shudder visibly as her hips pushed up into Y/N’s hand instead and her mouth opened to emit a guttural moan. "That’s it. Shut up or I’m not making you come." Kate closed her eyes and whined lowly at the wonderful stimulation, not acknowledging Y/N’s words as she arched her back and grounded her hips onto Y/N’s hand rhythmically. "Now, let’s get you naked."

The two of them worked to get Kate out of her clothes as quickly as they could, Y/N working on taking her jeans off while Kate focused on blouse, then with a quick, skilled motion Y/N unclasped Kate’s bra and threw it on the floor, then discarding her panties as fast too. When she turned back around she took a moment to admire Kate’s beauty, her eyes skidding all over her naked skin, triggering goosebumps at her hungry stare before sinking her teeth onto her bottom lip when her eyes focused on Kate’s dripping core screaming at her to do something. She then moved her eyes back up on Kate’s round, firm boobs and licked her lips hungrily when her erected nipples stared back at her but before she could lean down and finally taste Kate’s tits, Kate laid her hand on Y/N’s chest and stopped her, pushing her up again. "Sit up." Kate put an authoritative tone on, one that Y/N knew she couldn’t do anything other than obey to it or it would mean trouble, so she did as Kate asked and waited for the black haired girl to speak again, watching as she sat up too and stared at her intently with her dark blue eyes. "Stand in front of the bed." Kate waited patiently for Y/N to move from her straddling position, watching as she did a moment later and stopped at the foot of the bed and as she moved towards her, Kate took her time to admire Y/N’s boobs and then her abs, before finally joining Y/N and leaning her hands forward right away to get rid of Y/N’s pants, popping the button open and slowly pulling the zipper down, all the while never moving her eyes from Y/N’s ones. "I guess I’m not the only one ready to be fucked here." Kate chuckled smugly when, after throwing Y/N’s pants and making them join her clothes on the floor, she focused her eyes on Y/N’s grey panties and noticed a dark patch on them.

"You can fuck me later. I want to fuck you first."

"Hm." Kate bit down on her bottom lip and hooked her fingers into Y/N’s panties to slid them slowly down her legs, meanwhile leaving open-mouthed kisses on Y/N’s lower abdomen, feeling the muscles there contract under her lips and filling her with pride at the power she had over Y/N. As her hands pushed the panties down Y/N’s thighs, Kate’s mouth moved down too, stopping right above Y/N’s clit and smirking inwardly at the loud gasp Y/N emitted when she started sucking hard on Y/N’s skin to tease her. Her body got wrecked by hard shivers at the groan that left Y/N’s throat while her hands combed into her hair to push her more onto her now exposed center and bit down on her skin harshly before flattening her tongue there to soothe the pleasurable sting. "Cute. Now you have something that will remind you of me." Kate winked mischievously up at Y/N after she pulled away and admired her piece of work, making Y/N do the same in the process, and both their eyes took in the big hickey she left on Y/N’s exposed center. Right after, Kate slipped Y/N’s panties down her calves and helped her step out of them, leaving both of them completely naked. Finally.

"Hm." Y/N hummed as she looked down at the hickey once more, then focused her gaze onto Kate’s irritating, gloating smirk and immediately crawled back on her, straddling her thighs and kissing her fervently, her hands combing into her perfect black tresses to push her more into the kiss. "Oh, fuck." Y/N wailed when Kate’s hands palmed her ass and glued their bodies together, both shivering at their nipples sliding over each other.

"Yeah, fuck me." Kate murmured lowly into the kiss after squeezing Y/N’s cheeks hard once more, need pumping fast into her veins when Y/N involuntarily pushed her hips down to seek some friction.

"Okay, lay down."

"Don’t tell me what to do or-." Y/N rolled her eyes and pushed on Kate’s shoulder hard, making her fall onto the mattress with a soft thud and shutting her up in the process, before wrapping her lips on her left nipple as her hand laid on her toned stomach for stability. She grunted onto Kate’s chest in delight at the wonderful sensation of suckling Kate’s nipple and smirked onto her boob when Kate arched her back to push her chest more into her mouth while her hands slid into her hair to massage her scalp.

"Shut up and let me fuck you." Kate then surprisingly stayed quiet and meekly let Y/N help her move herself up the bed until her head laid comfortably on a pillow. A moment later Kate let out moans of pure ecstasy when Y/N resumed her ministrations on her chest, wrapping her lips on her other, neglected nipple and suckling eagerly on it. Y/N took her time to taste Kate’s boobs thoroughly, switching from one nipple to another and alternating between kissing, licking and sucking while shivers covered her body at Kate’s wonderful moans and her fingers gripping her scalp hard. When she was satisfied enough she had worshipped Kate’s chest properly, she moved her lips around them, peppering kisses and small nibbles all around Kate’s soft breasts and groaning at the extremely soft, but also firm flesh under her teeth. As Kate’s whines increased in volume and her hips bucked up to chase down some stimulation, Y/N got impatient. She needed to fuck Kate. So, as she kept sucking on Kate’s left boob, her hand slid down from Kate’s abdomen to her center quickly and immediately circled her clit to tease her, shivering visibly at the guttural moan that left Kate’s throat at the yearned touch.

"Fuck! Yes!" Kate moaned loudly and slammed her head back onto the pillow while her left hand wandered down and gripped Y/N’s left buttcheek hard as the other splayed on her back to pull her closer. Y/N shivered visibly with pure need at Kate’s response from just slight stimulation and slid two fingers into her right away, setting an already quick pace, wanting to have the girl trembling under her and screaming her name as quickly as humanly possible. She let out a softly moan on Kate’s neck when she felt her fingers slide in and out of Kate with easiness and reveled in the sensation of having her walls clench down on her digits eagerly as squelching sounds filled the room and mixed with Kate’s obscene moans. "Oh this feels so good." Y/N was glad the music was blasting loudly into the house because Kate was being extremely loud too, something that turned Y/N on to no end and made her slam her fingers in and out of her relentlessly with precise, hard strokes and an unfaltering pace that slowly drove Kate crazy. Y/N’s lips found Kate’s left nipple again and suckled on it with hunger, letting another whimper escape her visibly Kate arched her back to push her breast more into her mouth and when she slammed her fingers particularly hard into her she felt the lewd moan Kate let out reverberate through her ribcage and onto her lips. She felt her own wetness increase copiously at how hot Kate was and how deliciously she took her fingers but she didn’t let her arousal cloud her brain and, despite her center was pulsating needily for some attention, she sped up her movements a slight bit. She then focused on leaving an hickey too, like Kate did with her, and marked her left boob. She pulled her head away to admire her work while adding her thumb unexpectedly and pushing it hard onto Kate’s clit to increase her pleasure, smirking widely when she felt her hips match her pace sloppily. She was close. Y/N then laid on top of Kate comfortably and joined their lips in a kiss full of tongue and shuddered visibly. Y/N swore she had never felt so intoxicated in her life like she was in that moment as her senses filled with everything Kate. Their sweaty bodies entwined perfectly, the bed squeaking softly and the headboard bumping lightly into the wall, mixing with the muffled music and Kate’s lascivious moans that filled Y/N’s ears heavenly. She felt like she was floating and she was loving every moment of it. She came down to earth when Kate bucked her hips up again to meet her particular hard thrust and for a moment she let her eyes take Kate’s face contorting in pleasure and instinctively moved her fingers in and out of her as quick and hard as she could and tried to push them even deeper, watching in delight when another lascivious groan left Kate’s lips and her face broke in an extremely hot frown.

“Oh.” She let out a whimper too as she got flooded by a primal need to make Kate come and added a third finger in her and slammed it back into Kate’s center hard, keeping up with her unrelenting pace. She moaned pitifully under her breath when Kate thrashed her body around in bed in pleasure and moaned Y/N’s name loudly and her eyes got lost in staring transfixed at the black haired girl.

"FUCK- Y/N!" Y/N’s dumb, awed expression broke into a smile when she felt the girl’s body stilling as her orgasm crashed over her and flowed freely out of her center and onto her fingers, and she slipped her left nipple back into her mouth as she slowed her movements gradually to a stop into Kate’s core to help her ride out her orgasm. She hummed contentedly on Kate’s chest as she lapped up at her still erected nipple for a few moments before peppering kisses all over her chest then up her neck and jaw and then wrapping her lips around Kate’s ones and kissing her deeply, stopping her fingers completely only when she felt the girl slump back on the bed with a satisfied whine that she promptly swallowed. They pulled away a few moments later from their intense kiss and Y/N took in Kate’s disheveled state with a proud smirk, watching as she breathed heavily as her eyes, still a bit unfocused, stared back at her.

"How was it?"

"Fucking good. Now, on your back. I want to fuck you so bad."

"Don’t-." Y/N didn’t have time to counter back angrily at the black haired girl before she found herself being rolled onto her back quickly with Kate immediately moving on top of her, sliding her core over hers and starting rotating her hips slowly, making their wetness mix and their clits bump deliciously. "Oh fuck Kate."

"That’s it- use that pretty mouth of yours to moan my name instead of talking."

"Why don’t you use your irritating mouth to fucking do something instead of-SHIT!" Y/N screamed out in ecstasy while her eyes slammed shut and her head fell back onto the pillow when Kate smirked at her as she talked and quickly slid down her body, latching her mouth on her center and immediately licking her entrance teasingly, effectively cutting her off.

"Like this?" Kate’s words reverberated into Y/N’s center and sent shock waves down Y/N’s spine, causing her hips to buck up in need as silently asked Kate to do something. And she did. With a smug smirk still present on her lips, she slammed two fingers into Y/N’s core while wrapping her lips around her clit and suckling on it harshly, setting a merciless pace into her core right away, not wanting to waste time so she could feel Y/N come undone under her. Y/N thrashed her body around as Kate pushed her fingers in and out of her with quick and precise movements, feeling powerful as she felt the girl’s walls squeezing her fingers hard as lascivious moans spilled out of her mouth. But she still felt like it wasn’t enough, so she slammed another finger in without notice and grazed her teeth gently over Y/N’s pulsating clit, using her left, free hand to push Y/N’s hips down when they bucked up haphazardly at her ministrations. Y/N would have cursed herself at how quickly her orgasm was approaching, especially because it was Kate that was building it within her, someone she would’ve never thought she would’ve slept with, but she didn’t care in that moment. She could only care about moaning out Kate’s name loudly instead as the only thing she could think about was how fucking hot the girl looked between her legs, black hair always so perfectly styled now completely messed up and her piercing blue eyes staring back at her intently as she sucked on her clit and pushed her fingers into her in a surprisingly skillful manner.

"Fuck- KATE OH SHIT!" Kate smirked proudly onto Y/N’s clit when after a particular hard thrust she felt Y/N’s hips restrain under her hand as her back arched in pleasure. She knew Y/N was close, so she doubled her efforts and suckled on Y/N’s clit hard, thrusting her digits deeper and curling them after each time she slammed them back in, basking in the moans spilling out of Y/N’s mouth.

“Hm.” Kate hummed lowly onto Y/N’s core and smirked when Y/N shuddered visibly and bucked her hips up again. She then let out a raspy moan when Y/N gripped her scalp hard and pushed her face more into her core, so she plunged her fingers harshly into Y/N’s core and Y/N came with Kate’s name falling out of her mouth. Embarrassingly loud. And quick. Too quick for Y/N’s likings. But Kate seemed to enjoy it as she lapped up at Y/N’s come happily and moaned at her wonderful taste.

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