I hope you all still remember Phoebe from LOSTrocker and I, if not, well all you have to know is that she is Mark's girlfriend. You might remember her from my story Hopelessly in Love, or from a various of other stories that LOSTrocker has written. Okay...so this takes place before Mark and Phoebe became a couple...it is rated M, Characters: Maureen/Phoebe.
I don't Own Rent...
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He didn't
"Maureen?" Phoebe called out while she knocked on the diva's door.
Maureen's ear's perked up, slowly she stood up from the couch, stretching and yawning, before making her way to the door.
"Hi!" Maureen chirped with a happy smile.
"Hi, can I talk to you?" Phoebe asked.
Maureen moved out of the way to let the writer in, a friendly smile on her face. "Sure. Want anything to drink? Eat?"
"No thanks." Phoebe said while she made her way into the living room. "I just really wanted to ask you something. It's been bothering me for a while now, and I just have to know."
"Okay..." Maureen said with uncertainty. "Have a seat."
Together the two women sat down, Maureen eyed the brunette waiting for her to say anything, while Phoebe nervously played with her fingers.
Finally Phoebe made eye contact with the diva, her eyes full of questioning. "Why?"
Maureen's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "What?"
"Why did you cheat on Mark, and then leave him for Joanne?" Phoebe stated. "He's such a nice guy, and I'd really love to be with him, but every time I think about us being together, my mind always wonders if there is something wrong with him, something so wrong that it would drive a girl to cheat on him and break his heart..."
Maureen sighed, she hated this topic, was anyone ever going to forget about the past?
"Please..." Phoebe said. "Just give me a reason...I want to know what drove you to cheat. Did he do something to you?"
Maureen sat there quietly for a second, a weird type of silence now filling the room.
"It's not what he did." Maureen quietly replied. "It's what he didn't do."
"What do you mean?" Phoebe asked while moving a little closer.
"He didn't show affection, he would just get right to the point." Maureen explained.
"I still don't understand."
Maureen sighed while she moved a little closer, her hand then slowly moved up and gently brushed a stray hair behind Phoebe's ear. "He didn't gently move a piece of hair away before he kissed me. I mean sure it's nice to just jump in the moment, but it's also nice to take your time."
"What else?" Phoebe softly asked.
Maureen's eyes locked on Phoebe's the two of them in a stare down. "He didn't look at me and make me feel like I was the only one."
"He didn't take his time and make me tremble while I waited for his kiss." Maureen said while she slowly leaned in, Phoebe following the same action until their foreheads were together. Maureen then gently laid Phoebe down on her back. "He didn't slowly lay me down like I was fragile."
"He didn't cautiously run his hand up my shirt, making sure it was okay."
Phoebe let out a shaky breath, Maureen's cold finger tips now dragging across her bare stomach, where they came to a stop on her bra covered breast.
Maureen nuzzled the Latina's neck, her lips now leaving small kisses until she stopped at her ear. "He didn't take the time to learn my body...what made me tickle, what made me squirm in delight."
Maureen's hand slowly began to massage, while she placed her knee in between Phoebe's legs and pressed it against her sensitive area, causing a quiet moan to escape the writer's lips.
"He didn't have soft lips that gently brushed over mine before he claimed his prize."
Maureen pulled her head away from Phoebe's neck, her lips now hovering over the writer's until she lightly touched them together. In return Phoebe tangled her fingers in the diva's long curls, pulling her in closer, causing their lips to touch more firmly. Maureen was surprised when Phoebe deepened the kiss, her tongue now barging into Maureen's mouth.
Maureen let out a moan at the sudden action, her hand now leaving Phoebe's breasts. It wasn't long before Maureen skillfully undid Phoebe's pants with one hand, her hand now slipping pass her panties.
Maureen then pulled away from the kiss; the both of them needing air. Her fingers played around in Phoebe's lower section, while Maureen gently whispered. "He didn't tease me, or make me call out his name."
"Mmm...Maureen." Phoebe moaned, while she moved her hips against Maureen's hand, indicating her to move her fingers lower.
Maureen smirked, she then moved her fingers lower, and slowly slipped two inside, causing Phoebe to moan louder. Maureen lowered her head back down, her lips now leaving small kisses on Phoebe's neck, while she sped up her pace.
Phoebe uncontrollably moved her hips along with Maureen; her finger nails now digging into Maureen's biceps. Maureen was now thrusting more roughly, making the sensation even better, until finally Phoebe hit her peak, a loud cry of pleasure leaving her lips.
Maureen slowly pulled out her fingers, her lips reconnecting with Phoebe's again. Maureen then moved their bodies around so Phoebe was lying in her arms, with her head on her chest.
"Most importantly." Maureen said while her hand gently ran through Phoebe's long hair. "He didn't hold me after he was done with me."
Phoebe relaxed into Maureen, her body still recovering from what just happened.
"That's why I love Joanne..." Maureen whispered.
Phoebe lifted her head and eyed Maureen. "What?"
"Nothing..." Maureen said.
Phoebe shrugged it off, and then laid her head back down on Maureen's chest. A few minutes later, Phoebe began to sit up.
"I better get going now." Phoebe said as she did up her pants.
"Okay..." Maureen said as she walked her to the door, while she blurted. "He might be different with you though..."
Phoebe eyed Maureen. "What?"
Maureen nodded. "What Mark and I had was weird. Sure we were a couple, but we didn't love each other. But I have seen him in love...and if you can get him to fall for you, then you will be the luckiest girl in the world." She then slyly smirked, as she watched Joanne approach them from down the hallway. "Sorry, second luckiest."
Phoebe couldn't help but smile; she then quickly gave Maureen a kiss on the cheek, and then ran off, her hand waving at Joanne as she passed the lawyer.
"Hey Honeybear." Joanne smiled. "What were you and Phoebe up to?"
"She wanted to know why I left Mark." Maureen replied while she skipped back into the living room.
Joanne followed her. "Why did you leave him?"
"I left him for you." Maureen chirped.
"But why?" Joanne asked curiously.
Maureen grinned with a sly smile. "Come have a seat, and I'll show you."
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There is going to be a chapter two written by LOSTrocker. Mark finds out! dun, dun, dun!