2 broke girls: And The Cold Winter Night. Part 1
(A/N: this is the first fan fiction I ever wrote, and certainly the first work I wrote with this kind of language. I ship Maxoline until I die. Please tell me your thoughts on this, as it'll be greatly appreciated. This work is what I call a "coin" story. Meaning that there's another side to it. I'll post it later. Sorry about the long note, sorry the story is short. Please check out my blog if you like this. Enjoy!)
Max was lying in her bed, wrapped in a thick blanket to keep warm. It was freezing in the apartment as they couldn't pay the heating that month.
She lay there shivering when she heard her door click open, her hand made its way to the knife that's under her pillow. Caroline walked in her room. Her grip on her knife released.
"Hey" she said
"Hey" Caroline said back.
"Can't sleep?"
"No! It's freezing in there!" She whined. She was shivering in those stupid Eiffel Tower pajamas that Max secretly loved.
"Can I please sleep in here with you?" She begged Max. Max knew if she said no that she'd keep whining.
"Sure, hop in" she agreed. Caroline eagerly got under the covers as Max moved over. They were laying there for a few minutes in silence when suddenly Max felt two ice blocks on her stomach.
Caroline had wrapped her hands around her.
"Umm, mind telling me what you think you're doing?" Max asked regarding the hands on her body.
"Oh you can steal makeup but I can't steal a little body heat? C'mon Max my hands are freezing!" She complained right in her ear.
"Alright, God you're whiny tonight! Even after I let you sleep with me." Max like always caved in to Caroline's wishes. She let her hands stay on her stomach.
Despite the frigid temperature Max was feeling warm in her face, Caroline's hands on her gave Max a certain tightness in the chest and kept putting certain images in her mind that she tried to block out.
Caroline's hands slowly crept under Max's shirt. She gasped softly as the slightly cold hand made its way up past her belly button. Before Max could protest Caroline shushed her quietly.
"Relax, just stealing a little warmth" she cooed. Her hands caused Max to get goose bumps. She started to press her body against Max's, causing her to blush furiously.
Caroline's hand continued to creep up to Max's bra.
"Oh that's right you wear this silly thing to bed. Well that's okay" she whispered softy. She nibbled on Max's ear as her hand went under her bra.
Max moaned softly as Caroline's finger traced its way around her nipple.
"Caroline, stop. We can't-" Max had started to say. She was interrupted by Caroline by pinching her nipple.
"It's ok; I've seen the way you've been looking at me lately. This is what you want right?" She kissed the back of Max's neck.
"It's the same way I've been looking at you too." Her other hand started to descend down into Max's pants.
"I've wanted you for a long time Max, I wanted this and I know you do too." Her hand was in Max's underwear, slowly making its way to its destination. Max was frozen with the realization of what's happening.
She let Caroline continue the journey of her body. She couldn't believe that this was finally happening. Her breath hitched as Caroline's fingers had found their mark inside of Max.
Caroline kept softly kissing the back of Max's neck. That with the combined pleasure of Caroline tugging, pinching at her nipples and exploring her insides; Max started to moan louder and louder.
"Oh God! Oh God!" she yelled as Caroline reached deeper inside her now tightening crevice. She wasn't sure when she did it but Caroline had undone her bra.
She hopped on top of her. As Caroline sat on her waist, Max felt butterflies in her stomach looking at her.
"I love you Caroline Channing" she admitted. Caroline leaned forward, her face a few inches from Max's.
"I love you Max Black" she said slowly moving her lips towards her. Just before she could get to feel those soft pink lips on hers, Max's alarm went off.
She woke up alone in her bed, with her hand in her pants and in her shirt. She slammed the snooze button with her less filthy hand. She lay back on her bed and closed her eyes.
She felt a strange mixture of arousal, disappointment and shame. Aroused from her dream, disappointed that it didn't last longer, and ashamed that she dreamt of Caroline like that…again
End part 1