Possession

Max slowly made her way up the wooden stairs of the Price family's humble abode, trailing behind the blue-haired tease extraordinaire that was her girlfriend, Chloe Price. Tonight had been…interesting for sure, albeit incredibly sexually frustrating. This was all due to a certain punk-rockers idea to sneak into Blackwell to take a midnight dip into the pool since the heat was insufferable at this time of the year.

The idea seemed innocent enough, or at least as innocent as breaking and entering into a school can get. However, upon arriving at the school doors from her dorm room, things took a not so innocent turn.

Chloe was wearing a tank-top of one of her numerous grunge bands. It was mostly black with pretty rad graphics across the front of it, though Max couldn't hope to read the scrawled out letters. However, this tank top looked like it had gone through the wash a few too many times and was a bit more…revealing…

It clung to Chloe like a second skin and showed off the alluring figure she held. Her bust popped out, threatening to rip the fabric to escape. There were several rips along the stomach area that revealed her pale skin and amply toned midriff. The moment Max saw it, her heart began to palpitate and scarlet dominated her features, and Chloe was just as aware of it.

As if that wasn't enough, she wore something Max didn't even know she owned. That may have been because she probably didn't. It was a pair of very, very short faded blue jean shorts that rode up to her crotch. With the way the ends of the shorts were fringed, it looked as if it were cut to be that short. As if someone took a pair of perfectly good jeans and cut them until they provided less exposure than underwear…

But surely no, who would do such a thing? Certainly not the Chloe Price. She was a saint among nuns of course! Max couldn't help but scoff mentally. This would have been funnier if the teasing had ended there.

But no, Chloe wouldn't rest until she had Max a bubbling, blushing mess. And that is precisely what she attempted to do. She attempted, and succeeded two times over…

Max managed to regain her composure despite the skimpy attire of her punk sweetheart. However, Chloe insisted that Max go in first and lead the way since she knew the school oh so well. Thinking very little of it, Max accepted the request. However, they couldn't go down a single corridor without Max finding a hand gently grazing her butt or brushing against her side.

And in one instance, Chloe tripped and before Max could even turn to look, a pair of slender arms had snaked around her waist and coiled tightly around it as Chloe's azure fingernails dug into her simple grey shirt, her warm touch burning through the shirt and seeping into her skin. On top of that, she could feel Chloe's breasts pressed firmly against her back, causing a warmth to spread through her body. Warmth that only Chloe was possible of creating for her. Her chin on Max's shoulder as hot breaths escaped her lips and tickled the side of Max's neck.

Max may have believed this was an accident, if Chloe hadn't stayed like that for a good half minute and refused to let go, pulling Max closer.

"I need to regain my balance, hold on."

After an agonizing walk to the pool, Max had expected things to calm down a little. Or for Chloe to at least fulfill on all of her teasing. However, neither happened. She was trapped in limbo, and it was incredibly frustrating. Both physically and mentally.

Before Max could even start to undress, Chloe took off like a blue bullet and cannon-balled into the pool in typical Chloe fashion. What Chloe wore, she had every thought to swim with and would cause more agonizing teasing. However, Max didn't notice at the time or even mind so much. She was still under the foolishly guided pretense her adorable punk rocker would fulfill on all of her teasing.

In hindsight, she was overly naive to expect such a thing.

After Max changed into her swimsuit, she turned to look where her little dolphin had migrated too. Surprisingly, it wasn't far. She was waiting patiently in the pool, at the edge and staring her down with her infamous Chloe smirk. However, that wasn't the only noticeable trait.

Chloe's tank top was soaked, as to be expected, and she had no bra on underneath. Not like she could fit one on anyways, the shirt clung to her body. However, this caused the shirt to form perfectly around her mounds, her nipples erect from the cold water and easily noticeable. It was as if Chloe just wanted her to see.

Now that Max thought of it, Chloe's smirk was a bit wider than usual…

Max joined her tease in the pool, and in a short amount of time, they ended up splashing one another and giggling loudly. Splash and counter-splash would ensue and Max had assumed that Chloe was finished with her teasing. However, Chloe was not and had other intentions than to just splash around in the pool. One moment Max took a splash to the face that made her turn away while giggling profusely. However, once she gazed back Chloe was right in front of her and her arms were coiled around her waist. For the second time tonight, their bodies were pulled together; just this time it was from the front.

Max looked into the deep pools of electric blue that she could get lost in…When she looked into them, she could feel her heart skip a beat and her skin got goose bumps…It was something about those beautiful, blue orbs that drew Max in deeper and deeper. They held the same depth as an ocean and she could feel herself growing lost in them more and more as the seconds dragged by. When she fell deep enough it helped her forget about everything that ever troubled her…It was in these moments she felt truly happy. Her heart tingled with sensations and she could feel her legs quiver ever so slightly as they waded in the deep water.

As she was busy admiring the pools of blue, Chloe proceeded to press one hell of a kiss to the unexpecting brunette. Her mouth pressed hungrily against Max's soft, wet lips. She pulled in Max close; not allowing even an inch of room between them. This is when Max had assumed Chloe was going to fulfill on all of this teasing.

Yeah, no. Just as Chloe had begun to nip at the photographers bottom lip, she gently pushed away and began to do a backstroke away while giggling even louder. Max was left with slightly aching lips that craved more attention and butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

This happened a good handful of times, and every time Max tried to keep her there Chloe always found a way to wile her way out of her embrace. Max grew even more and more flustered, coming to the point where she just floated in the pool pouting.

Typically when Max pouted, Chloe would try to appease the smaller girl with hella corny pick-up lines and dumb jokes, or if situations were a bit more serious, apologizing. However this time around, Chloe wasn't going to be as innocent. Max, being too busy pouting and ignoring Chloe also failed to notice her approach from the side.

A set of royal blue fingernails delicately drug along her lower back, while another set gently traced along her jawline as Chloe's body pressed up against hers. "Aw, did I tease my little Maxie too much? Mmmm, babe, don't be so serious. I just like seeing your little freckled cheeks blush hella bright." Max turned away within Chloe's hold and let out a loud "Hmph!" to try to emphasize that she was not going to submit.

Chloe, however wasn't willing to accept this just yet. Turning her back to Chloe wasn't the wisest idea in hindsight, since it left her utterly exposed and vulnerable. A fact Chloe was ready to exploit and abuse. One hand gently coiled around her waist and with force pulled Max against Chloe. She could feel the bullet necklace Chloe wore press against her flesh along with her breasts. This was like the hallway all over again. Meanwhile, her other hand slipped under her arm and began to trail their way up to her breasts. This was no longer like the hallway.

The result was quick as Max let out a sudden, low moan as she struggled in her lover's grasp. "Stop it, I am trying to be mad at you!"

"Oh hush, don't be so mad Max." Max did not appreciate the pun, though Chloe sure did.

Max was trying to pry Chloe's hand from her waist, but wasn't getting far. However, her progress stopped as a pair of plump, full lips kissed along the side of her neck, sucking ever so slightly. Max, despite her desires, arched her back as she felt a moan spill from her lips.

Chloe continued her kisses along Max's chlorine-drenched skin, speaking between kisses. "I love…how sensitive…you are here…It makes it…So easy to…tease you…I know you…love it." To add an exclamation point to the statement, Chloe bit down and began to suck softly upon the exposed skin.

Max had no struggle left in her as she submitted entirely at this point, whimpering softly in pleasure. Moans continued to tumble from her lips as she held onto Chloe's arm for dear life. "Oh my god…Chloooooeeee…" That may have been the one time she actually teased Chloe. She loved to hear Max moan her name, it gave her an odd sense of pleasure and satisfaction. It made it clear that Max was hers, all hers.

Chloe pulled her lips away from her neck and admire her fine piece of work she just left upon the photographers pale skin. A hickey was now forming up nicely on Max's neck as Chloe slowly retracted her hands much to the dismay of Max who struggled to keep hold of them. "Mmm, we better get going. C'mon, dork." Chloe purred softly as she swam away at record speed, probably fearing the repercussion from her lover.

Max didn't give chase and just floated there, flustered beyond belief and tracing her fingers along the hickey. The amount of heat that had built up within her core was craving, screaming to be satisfied. There was only one actions she could do, and that was yell. "CHLOE, YOU ARE SUCH A BRAT SOMETIMES! Ugh!"

Max didn't say another word on the whole car ride home, despite Chloe's attempts to get her to talk. Why had she ever agreed to staying the night at Chloe's? This whole thing was a setup.

"Aww come on Maxaronni! It was just a bit of innocent teasing!"

"I miss the sound of your voice, please talk. You didn't have a problem being vocal earlier!"

"I spy with my pretty eye someone who is being a stubborn dork."

"I'll give you a kiss if you talk!"

Scoff.

"There's no need to be so rude Missy Max, you can at least talk to me! 'Least you can do since I made you feel so goooooood-" Arm punch.

This series of events led to Max now standing in Chloe's room, smelling terribly of Chlorine that still clung to her skin. She would have showered at the school, but outright refused despite how much Chloe tried. No way in hell was she going to expose herself that much with the roll that Chloe was on.

"Are you still going to be pouty, or will you sleep in my bed tonight?" Chloe questioned as she now sat on the edge of the bed, grinning widely. Max didn't say anything and just crossed her arms as she walked across the room towards the bed with a huff. It was better than the couch. However, before she could find haven in the mattress she was cut off.

"Two little conditions, Maximilian. You have to at least talk to me, and change out of those rank chlorine clothes!"

Max looked incredibly unamused by the current situation, and if looks could kill Chloe would be six feet under. She, unlike Chloe, didn't swim in her clothes. Clothes or no clothes, she was going to smell like Chlorine. Besides, Chloe still had hers on! But it was a fruitless venture to try and argue with her about it. She just wanted an excuse to tease Max more and probably see her naked. However, she would play ball. "I'm borrowing your clothes."

Chloe frowned as the photographer sauntered off to the closet and began to undress rather shamelessly. She was expecting more of a fight. That is when an idea popped into Chloe's mind as she admired her girlfriends naked form.

Her angelic form entranced the bluenette, her eyes examining every inch of her as the view rekindled the fire in her. She wanted to drag her nails across every little bit of flesh she had, to feel their bodies meld together as their lips clashed together. It was in that moment Chloe became aware of just how much the sight of a naked Max truly electrified her nerves and create an appetite that needed to be whetted…

She slowly began to creep up behind Max, as she browsed through Chloe's 'fashion hole', but a voice cut off her movement suddenly. "Chloe, if you touch me I will go down and sleep on the couch. If you follow, I will go and sleep with Joyce. Do not push me."

Chloe weighed the options, and frowned a bit as she crossed her arms. She didn't like it when the tables turned on her. "But Maaaaaaaa-" "Do you really want to try me?" "You're killing my fun." "Suck it up." "I can think of something else I'd rather suck on."

After such a statement, Max's pants found their way right at Chloe's face. "Hella." Chloe muttered from behind the denim that covered her face.

Max was soon dressed in a flannel shirt of Chloe's that was a size too big. Her hands barely peaked out from the shirt sleeves, and it dipped far past her waist. However, she didn't mind since it helped cover her better. Around her waist was a pair of not-so ripped jeans. Apparently, there was one pair that Chloe hadn't cut up like steak.

With no more words said, she collapsed onto the bed and pulled the covers over her. Chloe was by her side, flicking off the lights firstly. "Mmm, can I get a goodnight kiss?" Max only turned her back to Chloe and buried her face into her pillow.

Chloe put her arms around Max's waist and gently nuzzled into the crook of her neck. "Goodnight, I love you, Maxie." The way Chloe said it sent a chill down Max's spine. It wasn't sultry like her tone had been for most of the night, it was silvery and pleasant. Then to feel her warmth spreading more and more as their bodies stayed connected, it was bliss. Max huffed and rolled over to the other side and embraced her blue-haired punk. "I love you, jerk…"

Chloe, content now finally began to drift to sleep after placing a kiss to Max's forehead.

However, Max didn't sleep so quickly. She was more focused on another idea, and that idea was revenge. Max wasn't going to get even, she was going to get better and she was busy forming up a bunch of other ideas in her mind. Max remained awake for some time until she was sure Chloe had totally fallen into a deep slumber. Afterwards, she wriggled out of her grip and began to silently go to work.

"Two can play this game…" Max whispered as a cheeky smirk spread across her visage.

Chloe was in for one hell of a Saturday…