Hella- Whoops. Hello one and all to another story put together by me and my girlfriend Moonmist_Fire of Archive of Our Own. This one is, again, a smut fic. Though not as explicit as The Price. It's also a lot more emotional and sentimental. As you'll see as it progresses. There's a real story to this!
We hope you enjoy :)
It's early afternoon, and Max is in class. She heaves a long sigh and wills for the clock to tick faster, her foot tapping impatiently. It's the last class of the day and she's eager to dash back to her room to see Chloe.
Said blue-haired girl is waiting in Max's room for her. Having grown bored in the time she's been gone, she picked up Max's guitar and started fiddling with it. She plucks somewhat aimlessly at the chords and mumbles the lyrics to a random song as she does so. It doesn't sound all that good (seeing as she isn't really trying), but it's something to do in the meantime.
Back with Max, she starts twirling her pencil between two fingers, restlessness settling in. It isn't long before the raucous bell rings loudly and makes her start in surprise. Scrambling to pack her back and rush out the door she starts smiling as the thought of Chloe comes to her mind. She maintains a steadfast pace the whole way to the dorms, running up the front steps and bursting through the doors just to sprint down the hall to her room. She knocks three time softly on the door. "Che, open up!"
Chloe immediately silences the guitar and looks up when she hears Max on the other side. She smiles and stands up, returning the guitar to it's rightful place next to the couch. She approaches the door and leans against it. "Who is it?"
Max rolls her eyes and presses her hand to the door to push it ineffectively. "You know who it is." Despite Chloe's tomfoolery, she's beaming broadly. "Now open the door so I can put my bag down."
"Do I, though?" Chloe says. She nonchalantly turns so she's leaning her back against the door. "I mean, if it's who I think it is then you should have a key. Right?"
Max rests her head against the door in exasperation. "Jeez, Che. I left my key in there because I knew you were here." She laughs softly.
"Oh, I see." The grin in Chloe's voice is evident. "In that case... what's the password?"
Max can't help but laugh at her childish antics. Her hand leaves the door. "'This is bullshit! Fuck you, door.'"
Laughing, Chloe makes an error sound. "Wrong. Please try again. You got one more try."
Max groans, but the smile doesn't leave her face. Feigning some random accent, she collapses onto the door and declares, "I love you! Lemme in!"
Chloe's laughter grows and she moves off the door. "Still wrong, but I'll let you in because you said you love me." She unlocks the door and opens it, grinning at Max. "Welcome back." she says as she steps back to let Max in.
Max doesn't step inside immediately and instead tackles Chloe with a hug. "Everything's boring without you." She says. After kissing Chloe's cheek, she looks at her with not entirely serious eyes. "What's the password?!"
Chloe stumbles back and wraps her arms around Max, still laughing. "Good to know I've been missed." Her smile grows wider when Max kisses her cheek and she shrugs at her question. "I don't know, I was just winging it.
Max rolls her eyes again and laughs. "Figures. In that case…" She takes her arms from around Chloe and waltzes to her desk, grabbing the keys to her room with a flourish. "I'm never letting these outta my sight. Ever."
"You know what, I'm gonna come up with an actual password and then hold the handle so you can't get in." Chloe takes her place on the couch again and leans her head back, shutting her eyes for a second.
Max scoffs. "You'd be asleep before a minute passes at this rate." She clambers onto the couch with Chloe and hugs her close to her, kicking off her shoes and tucking her feet underneath her. "You missed me. Admit it."
"Now why would I do a thing like that?" Chloe drops her arm from the back of the couch to move around Max's shoulders, holding her a bit closer.
Max shifts so she can kiss up Chloe's neck. "Admit iiit." she whines childishly, with her arms tightening protectively around her.
Chloe sucks in a breath at her lips on her neck. She bites her lip, a small smile crossing her face. "Why don't you make me?"
Max snickers and pauses for a moment to drink in the sight of Chloe. "Oh, trust me. I will." She swings one leg around her to straddle her hips and kisses her daintily at first.
Chloe hums a laugh and both her hands go to Max's waist. She picks her head up to kiss her back properly, grinning against her lips. "I like where this is going already."
Max can't help but laugh. "Oh, you won't like it later on." she says. Her arms move around Chloe's neck and pull just a bit closer to form the perfect angle to meet her lips. Her hips grind slowly against her, too slow to suffice. "Lots of teasing."
Chloe moans softly, her fingers tightening around her. "Much cruel, hella unfair." She mutters. She bites at Max's lip, running her tongue across the same spot to ease any possible pain.
Max laughs breathily, the sound replaced with a tender moan as Chloe's tongue manipulates her, causing her lips to part. She runs a hand through Chloe's hair and tugs lightly at a few locks. Chuckling, Chloe slips her tongue into Max's mouth in search of hers. Her hands release her waist and move to go under her shirt. They move lightly against her skin towards her chest. She leans her head back slightly when Max tugs on her hair. Max allows her tongue to slip past Chloe's tantalizingly. Shivers travel up her spine at Chloe's touch, and her hips start to move rougher against her with need as she can feel heat already starting to spark between her legs.
Chloe moans again. Her hands stop in their quest and move around to her back. She allows this to go on for a few more minutes before moving out of the kiss. Her eyes are drooped a bite and her voice is a bit hoarse when she speaks. "Max, hold on…"
When Chloe pulls back, Max stops immediately and at once a worried look crosses her face. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Chloe clears her throat to speak clearer. Her hands move from under Max's shirt back to her waist. "I've...just been thinking about something."
The hint of concern doesn't leave Max's face. "What is it?" Instantly, the worst-case scenarios run through her mind, leaving her anxious and her heart pounding.
Chloe reaches up and combs her fingers through Max's hair, drawing her gaze to it for a second before looking back to her. "Don't worry, it's nothing bad. I was just thinking...about…" She sighs a bit. "Have you...told your parents about us?"
Max breathes a sigh of relief as those words leave Chloe's mouth, thankful that it was that and not something else. But when what she's asking really sinks in, she freezes. "God no, Chloe. We both know how my mom would react…"
"Well, yeah, but…" Chloe frowns. "This is you and me we're talking about. Your mom may not of been the most accepting person, but don't you think she would be willing to do so if she knew about us?"
Max sighs and rests her chin against Chloe's shoulder, wrapping her arms tighter around her neck. Her breathing has calmed down by now, lapsing into deep, controlled breaths rather than erratic, short ones. She finds little credence in her mother's viewpoints but she does see Chloe's point. She sighs again, gently, and doesn't answer. Instead she thinks about how hard it's going to be to convince her.
Chloe wraps her arms around Max and rubs her back soothingly. "Max, I need to…" She pauses the sentence in its tracks before it can come out. She shakes her head slightly. "I would feel a lot better if we talked to them. But I won't force you if you don't want to. I understand why you're scared."
Max shakes her head firmly and picks her head up to look at Chloe. "No. You're right. We need to." She drops her hands from around Chloe. Her eyes are downcast, but she reminds herself that it's for Chloe not her. "We do."
"Hey, look at me." Chloe lifts Max's head up by her chin slightly to meet her gaze and she smiles. "We're gonna do this together. Hand in hand and with our heads held high. And if your mom wants to be - and forgive me for this - a bitch, then fuck her. If she can't accept her own daughter, then what kind of a mother is she?" She leans forward and kisses Max for a second, smiling wider. "And even so, we'll still have the support of your dad, right?"
Max smiles a little and returns her kiss. "Yeah." With a little more confidence, she smiles wider. "Yeah, you're right. Dad'll have our backs." But another thought hits her and it sends her tumbling back into doubt. "How are we going to get there?"
"I'll drive, of course. It's only... what, five hours? That's no problem." Chloe thinks about something and scratches her head. "We'll just need to get a few supplies and maybe a set of clothes to spend the night." She smiles again. "And don't think I'm not nervous, too. Remember, the last time your parents saw me I was fourteen with no tattoos and strawberry blonde hair."
Max forces a laugh. "They're going to be terrified." Embracing Chloe tightly is what makes a grin break out on Max's face and she buries her face in Chloe's shoulder, laughing a real laugh this time. "And don't think that I'm not nervous about being stuck in a car with you for five hours straight. You'd better not kill us, or I'll kill you." She beams.
"Yeah, because that's some real logic." Chloe laughs and nuzzles into Max, inhaling her familiar scent and tightening her arms around her. "We got this, okay?"
"Yeah." Max relaxes her head against Chloe and sighs. "Yeah, we got this." She squeezes Chloe closer to her. Her warmth is comforting, offering shelter. She turns her head and asks the question she was dreading before. "When?"
"Whenever you're ready to. I'll take it at your pace." Chloe kisses beside Max's ear and starts rubbing her back again. "We don't have to go for a few months if you're not ready to."
Slackening in her hands, Max shakes her head loosely. "I want to get it over with. Let's do it soon." She turns her head to steal a glance at Chloe. "Is that okay?"
"If it's okay with you." Chloe bites the corner of her lip. "This weekend?"
Max tries not to show her shock and nods slowly. "Okay." She nods again, firmer this time. "Okay." She repeats.
"Alright." Chloe says. "We can start gathering stuff tomorrow, maybe put a list together tonight. Do you want to call them or surprise them?"
The thought of surprising them makes Max laugh. "Damn, if we surprise them, we're going to give them three heart attacks at once. I think I'll call them."
"Sounds like a plan." Chloe says, a hopeful glint in her eyes. It doesn't stay long though, as it is quickly replaced with one of mischief. "Now..." She says softly, adjusting herself so she can lay back on the couch and pull Max down with her. "How about we get back to that hot make-out session we had going?"
Max rolls her eyes and laughs, coming down until her lips are only mere inches away from Chloe's. "Like we're gonna stop at just making out." She kisses Chloe softly at first, her hand slowly coming up to tangle in her locks.
A gravely laugh slips from Chloe as she kisses Max back, her hand working under her shirt. "Good point."
And that's all for the first chapter! I hope you all enjoyed and come back for Chapter 2! It feels so good to be back, I missed you all!
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