A/N: So this story is by Jawrulez! She gave me the go to try and make a story out of prompt nine, so hopefully I did it somewhat justice. Again, thank you and enjoy!

Also, they may be a little OOC, so I'm trying to work on that, but this is just my take.

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious, the plot or Dakota Skye.


"Are you—"

"Shut up," Jade interrupts the Latina mid-sentence, glaring at the wall opposite to the couch they're seated on.

They're nearing the end of their sophomore year in university. Well, the whole gang is, aside from Tori who sought off to pack her car and drive cross country to play gigs in bars, coffee shops and small music venues.

Ever since the pristine Victoria Vega finally received her driver's license, she's been such a road junky, always the one to offer to drive the gang wherever they planned to go.

Since they've graduated, everyone went to their respective universities while Tori said her goodbyes and drove and drove and drove.

Two years later she's finally found her way back home, though it's starting to feel less and less like one the longer she's been away.

"Jade..." She starts, seeing kaleidoscopic eyes snap over to glare at her, quickly keeping quiet.

"I said shut up, Vega," The pale thespian growls out gravely, wringing her hands together as she tries to keep her anger at bay. It's not Vega's fault she and Beck had another disagreement. It's moments like this she's glad she didn't share an apartment with her boyfriend, but her best friend Cat.

Tori doesn't understand Jade and Beck's relationship, but maybe she doesn't want to. It might hurt too much, but it's not nearly as painful as seeing Jade so distraught over a fight. "Wanna go for a drive?" She sings out as she gently nudges her shoulder against Jade's. "Come on. Like old times, hey? A platonic, fun joyride," The brunette clarifies with a soft smile, holding her hands up in the open, silently saying she means well because she does.

Jade would've snorted at the last comment a couple of years ago, but she can't quite find it in her. Everyone was aware of Tori's little crush on Jade back in high school, but they never spoke of it because it was never really confirmed. It's not like Tori flaunted it or blatantly tried to break Jade and Beck apart to have her all to herself, it was just the little signs and interactions; the stolen glances during her performances as she sang, the lingering congratulatory hugs and the constant need of just wanting to be near her.

It's like Robbie's crush on Cat. Everyone knew of it, but ignored (and pitied) it. Of course, she was never too desperate or obnoxious about it—well, she hopes she wasn't. She kept her distance, but was there in a flash if Jade ever needed her, though she was never overbearing. It pained her, obviously, but she always tried to find the light in every darkness.

Jade was oblivious, though. She never knew how Tori really felt for her until the group had a graduation party at the beginning of their last summer together before everyone dispersed into the real world.


"Hey, Jade?" Tori calls out hesitantly, like the second she said something, she regretted it, but pushed through anyway because she's already been heard by the newly graduate before her.

It's just the two of them tonight in the backyard of Jade's house, the lights strung above them as they pick up empty cups and plates, both a little exhausted since it's a bit late.

"What?" Jade snaps in her plain tone, stuffing cups in the trash bag before tossing it aside, finally looking up to see Tori focusing on the freshly mowed grass below her black heels.

"U-Uh, ha, n-never mind," The girl chokes out nervously, instantly taking it back as she laughs in that dorky way she usually does.

Jade drops her head back and lets out a guttural groan in the night, "God, I hate that shit," She moans like it's actually causing her pain to hear it. "I really hate it when people do that! They want you to know they want to say something, but they're too afraid to say it, so they try and bait you to ask them!" She rants quickly, nearly passionately like she does when she critiques a well-praised novel where the author completely butchered the development of the story.

"I'm sorry—"

"Do you want to say something, Vega?" Jade enunciates each syllable slowly, trying to get the older girl to comprehend her as she tilts her head to the side to look at the culprit expectantly, her hands on her lower back, a stance saying she's waiting, but with very, very little patience.

"Yes."

"What is it, then?" The short-tempered one asks, throwing a confused glance at the suddenly shy figure who takes her precious time to say something. "Well?!"

"I-I can't tell you..." Tori says softly, knowing it'll just make Jade even more irritable, but it isn't anything new between those two.

"And why the hell not?"

"Because I can't!" Tori whines a little as she shouts back, finally locking eyes with the girl she'd fallen so hard for. Her slim frame wracks with a deep sigh, conflicted.

"Ugh, whatever, Vega, I'm going to bed," Jade scowls as she turns around to march to the back door.

Tori, in a state of desperation of not wanting her and Jade to leave at such a note, stammers, "I-want-to-tell-you-I-love-you!" She rushes out quickly with her eyes squeezed shut, nearly stumbling the words out with her tangled tongue. It's a surprise she actually sounded coherent. In any other situation, she's rather horrible at speaking. And walking. Well, anything, really.

Her eyelids peel open slowly, preparing herself to meet the throbbing vein popping above Jade's forehead and the backlash of a lifetime, but it's not there. Jade's stopped mid-stride, taking small steps to face the disheveled brunette, her expression blank, though showing remnants of shock. "You..."

"But I can't tell you that, can I?" Tori cuts her off, deciding she wouldn't be able to take what Jade will have to say after this, so she'd rather lay it out all out on the table now and hide under a rock for the rest of her life. "I want to tell you to forget about him. He's a great guy, sure, the best, and you two are so good together, but I want you to tell him to bugger the fuck off and be with me. I-I want to tell you that the very first moment I laid eyes on you, I couldn't get your stupid face out of my brain!" Tori's chest rises and falls deeply as she runs her shaky fingers through her hair, giving it a bit of a tug in frustration, like it's been a long, inner turmoil battle. Trust, she's tried many ways to get the pale, vixen out of her head, but to no avail. She's already wishing she kept her mouth shut, now. "But I can't tell you that the only thing I want in the entire world is to take you away with me...

"No him, no here, no this..." The Latina breathes out nearly inaudibly as her arms gesture at the two of them. "Just us. If only for a day, you know? But I can't tell you that. I mean... You can't make me," She chuckles airily to herself, though the laughter hardly passed her constricted throat when it tightened. She wills herself not to cry. She's done pretty well so far. Why now? "I mean, what kind of person would I be if I went and told you something pathetic like that, huh?" Tori's brown, glassy eyes finally flick up from the ground to meet a pair of stunned, grey irises as she wraps her lanky arms around her thin frame, pinching at the black fabric of her dress in anticipation.

It's not like she expected a positive reaction from Jade when she ever decided to let her feelings known. In fact, it's better than what she expected, which was a slap to the face, a rough yank to the hair and a string of colorful words only Jade had the balls to say. Still, she couldn't suppress the throbbing pang beneath her concave chest at the lack of reaction.

"I'd, um," She clears her throat, trying to remain impassive and not have her cracked voice deceive her. "Appreciate it if... If you didn't tell Beck what I... Didn't say," It's more of a question than anything. There was no point to her speech. Not really. She's not asking Jade to choose between her and Beck because she eliminated herself as a choice altogether since she knows she would never be an option.

It was just something she had to say before she set off to play various shows in different cities—that there wouldn't be any 'what if's. It wasn't fair for Jade to not know about her feelings for her when they hung out together on the occasion.

"Of course not," Jade finally speaks after being shell shocked, her perfectly sculpted eyebrows furrowing to the bridge of her little nose. "Because you didn't... Say it."

"No... No, I didn't," Tori agrees with a shake of her head as she grabs her keys, making sure she isn't need anymore since she's cleaned up the yard. "Goodnight, Jade," Her lips curl into a soft, small smile before she walks away to her car.


The dynamic between Tori and Jade never really changed after that. Tori never spoke of what happened after the party or her evident feelings for Jade. Jade noticed what everyone else saw: the quick glances, the soft touches, the faint shuffles...

Tori never knew when she was being too obvious, though. It was always an accident if her fingertips brushed against Jade's hips or if her eyes strayed over her lips or chest. Whenever Jade would catch her, however, she'd quickly look or pull away. She didn't think it was fair for Jade if she kept throwing her those pouty, unrequited-love eyes. She'll let Jade be, and she did.

"Where?" Jade arches a pierced eyebrow, breaking through their reverie as she tries not to sound so enthused.

"Anywhere... Nowhere... Far away," Tori shrugs, standing up as she reaches her arm out to Jade, wiggling her fingers. "Don't worry, I'll get you home before your afternoon class."

Blue-green eyes roll as she takes a sun-kissed hand, letting herself get pulled onto her feet with ease. "Well, not everyone can drive cross country and do whatever the hell they want, rockstar."

"You don't know the half of it, Jade'ems," Tori chuckles as she squeezes of the soft hand in hers, trying to suppress the fluttery feeling inside her chest, telling her this is right; this is where she's meant to be.

Platonic, Tori, she thinks to herself.

If she's being honest, though, she'd rather be in Jade's shoes—or rather, Beck's. There would be no driving on endless roads if she had a reason to come home every night, or someone to come home to, waiting for her.


"There a girl back East?" Jade asks as Tori drives, taking any road meeting their path. It's close to midnight and she knows she should be in her room studying for class tomorrow, but fuck it. Vega is hardly ever around anymore. It's always good for the soul when she's with her: the spiritual talks, the spontaneous trips, the feeling of not having to keep her defenses up. She's changed greatly since she left Los Angeles to fulfill her teenybopper dreams, but in a nice way.

"Girl?" Tori smiles a type of boyish grin as she holds onto the steering wheel, taking a random right, stealing a longing glance at Jade briefly before turning away. "Why is Jade West suddenly curious?"

"Ugh! Stop talking in third person, it's weird!" Jade laughs as she messes with the PearPod connected to the radio, filing through Tori's music library. "And don't answer my question with a question. I hate that."

"You hate a lot of things."

"Mostly you. Especially when you change the subject. Now answer."

Tori rolls her eyes halfheartedly as her free hand taps against her thigh rhythmically to the song. "No one serious. I just... I don't know. There's no one who makes me—"

"Horny?"

"What?! Ja—"

"Hungry?"

"Jade!"

"Happy?"

"No!" Tori laughs a bit, blindly swatting at Jade as her onyx hair flows with the wind rushing through the opened windows. "No... Someone who makes me... I don't know... Vibrate, I guess."

"Ah..." Jade nods in understanding, trying to be serious. "So, horny, then," She grins wickedly before the car jerks a little when Tori swerves off the road slightly, turning beet red and mumbling protests. "Eyes on the road, Vega!" Jade pushes Tori's face gently when she tries to look at her again, making her focus on the road. "I know you had the hots for me, but I don't have any intentions to die tonight."

"What! I-I, y-you were the one—"

"So vibrating, huh?"

"Jade! You are unbelievable, I swear!" Tori huffs exasperatedly as she grips onto the steering wheel, feeling her chest hum and buzz within as she smiles to herself, knowing this is why she always seem to come back. Though it's hard to see Jade sometimes, it's really good to be with her. Her slim shoulders rise slowly before they drop, swiping her wavy, brown hair aside when it gets in her line of view. "You know, when you're with someone, you want to be filled with this... This energy. And you just want to..."

"Vibrate?"

"Yeah..." Tori smiles as she takes her eyes off of the road, her sights drinking up everything that is Jade West while her fingertips, lips and body erupting in a fit of good vibrations. "It's... It's stupid, right?"

"Not at all, Vega," Jade says in all seriousness, meeting those brown hues with a soft smile before she reaches over to palm her face, turning her head to face the front. "Eyes on the road. I don't want to die just yet."


Tori collapses on the blanket in a heap, panting softly after chasing an inebriated Jade around the meadow, the two of them yelling and giggling in their drunken stupor. For once, Tori can actually say she may be happy. After a few hours of driving, they finally decided to stop. They found a field of sunflowers and trees stretched for miles, laid a blanket down and watched the world sleep. "I'm done running. Forever. That's enough exercising for the rest of my life."

"Vega, it wasn't more than ten minutes!" Jade giggles, clutching onto a half empty bottle of vodka as they lay on their sides, surrounded by a bed of flowers. "Maybe you should stop smoking."

Tori shrugs, her hazy, dilated eyes glancing into the most serene blues, feeling as if she could drown in them. "I should stop doing a lot of things in my life." She replies softly, her eyes betraying her as they involuntarily glance down at Jade's pink, full nether lips. "But what's the fun in that, hey?"

Jade chuckles, something quite uncharacteristic of her unless she's intoxicated, watching the girl before her cradle the bottle of tequila in her arms as her head rests atop of it like a pillow. "You're a dork."

"Yeah, I suppose, but I still get all the ladies," Tori wiggles her eyebrows suggestively, though it's not completely false. She's just never stuck around long enough to be with anyone long term. After a while they fall silent, the wind, crickets and rustling of leaves only audible as Tori's eyes trace over Jade's features. Her nimble fingers twitch against the bottle, wanting so badly to run the pad of her finger along the slope of Jade's nose and down to the curve of her lips. She's tried so hard to forget Jade. She played gigs for alcohol as pay and downed every free drink, but the girl was always on her mind. No matter what she did, what she took, she never seemed to dissolve. "I still have the dream sometimes, Jade," Jade looks up at her in surprise, confusion and probably with a hint of pity. "I do. I come home from the store and find you on my doorstep with a suitcase. And that's your entire wardrobe. Just a carry-on and a duffel bag and you have this... Scowl on your face. You're angry at me for living in New York and you've come in the Winter, no less, but you don't regret coming at all. I see you, but we don't say anything, yet you have this..." Tori lets out a sigh as she rolls onto her back, her nails scraping at the label on the bottle. "This look in your eyes that just kills me. It just..."

Jade lays on her side and scoots up a bit to try and look at Tori, but she refuses to lock gazes. She knows this dream. She's told her before, but just like then, there's no malicious intention telling this dream. It's just Tori and Jade, being friends and just filling in the blanks missed out on when Tori was away. A pale hand cups Tori's jaw, not forcing her to look her way, but just there for comfort as she tucks her knees on top of Tori's thigh, who doesn't hesitate to hold the crook of her leg.

"Then I unlock the door and let you in," Tori husks out, her fingertips slipping through the cuts in Jade's fishnet tights, tracing letters and shapes into her soft skin absently. "And that's it. That's the dream. You choose me... But when I wake up, wherever the hell I am, I wake up happy... Vibrating for a few seconds with my head in the sand... Content, you know? Then it goes away and you go away... I really don't want to get out of bed then because it's cold out there, but I do. I get up. Life goes on.

"Some days you never even cross my fucking mind," Tori says in distraught as she looks up at the dark sky, trying to bask in the warmth of Jade beside her and the reality of what could be if she just doesn't wake up.

Jade frowns to herself as she holds the side of Tori's face, willing the girl to just look at her. She doesn't understand why Tori still hangs herself up over her. Her options are endless, but she still wants her.

Cerulean, grey eyes lock onto caramel, watered eyes as a pale thumb strokes at a defined jaw. "Tell me you love me," Jade rasps softly, barely audible over the wind picking up. It's not that she needs to hear it because she already knows. Maybe—just maybe—she could have the heart to say it back.

A sun-kissed hand grips onto the back of Jade's thigh, her fingertip tracing her name over the porcelain skin peeking out of the ripped pantyhose. "I love—"

A pair of soft, full lips cut her off mid-sentence as her hand grips the nape of her slender neck, tugging on her tresses. She doesn't know what compels her to kiss Tori, but she's tired of thinking and talking. Maybe she felt bad for the girl for pawning over her for all these years. Maybe she wants to explore her options or maybe she wants to get back at Beck. Or maybe this is what she wanted all this time. Maybe.

"W-Wait, Jade, what're you doing?" The brunette asks, pulling away ever so slightly, the alcohol ghosting her mouth as she grips onto Jade's wrists rested on her chest. A part of her wants to shut the hell up and enjoy whatever the hell this is, but she just needs to know.

Jade shakes her head as she presses her lips against the corner of Tori's mouth, kissing her way to the other end, her hand reaching down between her legs. Her fingertips glide across the fabric of her skin-tight jeans, feeling the outline of her length. Ever since Tori told the gang about her little friend in high school, she's been curious. "Don't think," She slurs, unhitching the button of her bottoms before pinching the zipper to tug it down. She slips her pale hand under the 'v' opening of Tori's jeans before cupping the bulge swelling quickly, both girls gasping softly at the contact.

The pale figure pulls away and gets on her feet, her boots long knocked off since they got there. A whimper slips out from the Latina at the loss of contact before she reluctantly opens her eyelids and sits up, thinking it's all over, but what she sees instead are legs. Long, slim legs stood in front of her. Her eyes scale up from the tip of her very toes, to her curvy, mouthwatering hips, to her full, inviting chest, her deep cleavage showing under her sheer mesh, splicing long sleeved black blouse.

Jade takes a hold of Tori's tentative hands and place them up under her skirt at the waistband of her tights and underwear, urging the girl to take them off.

"Jade—" Tori starts, trying to be rational and try to think past their cloudy, drunken minds, but only gets cut off.

"Don't, Vega," She replies with a shake of her head, squeezing her hands as bronze, slim fingers run over the course of black tights painted over her pale legs, dipping in the slits of the diamonds at the bottom of her bum, sparking a fire to ignite from within. "Please, Tor, I need—just please."

Two breaths. It takes two breaths for everything to shift between the two girls—for brown eyes to soften at the pleading tone and mint, green irises to look down at her so... And then there's Tori's trembling hands curling underneath the elastic band of Jade's tight, bottoms, tugging them as she rolls the fabric down those milky thighs she's been fantasizing about.

She gives her another questioning look before she leans in to press her lips against soft, creamy skin at the junction where hips meet legs, smelling a hint of Jade's intoxicating scent as her mouth waters with so much want. Her lips litter kisses all over porcelain, smooth legs as she tugs down the article of clothing, helping her step out of her underwear. "Breathtaking."

Jade steps forward, sinking her knees down on the blanket on either sides of Tori's thighs, her skirt riding high on her flaring, curvy hips as they swivel down to press her spread core over Tori's protruding member under those small briefs, her weight rested on the girl. A small noise makes its way past Tori's lips when she feels Jade's warm, soaked center sit on her hardened length, knowing there will be wet streaks over the fabric of her grey underwear as Jade grips onto her shoulders, grinding back and forth into her so sensually.

Tori's fingers brush against Jade's thin shoulders, sliding off the plaid shirt she had lent her when the weather dropped. The fabric pools around them as their lips break apart when Jade drags off the tight tank top off of Tori, the cool air meeting their rapidly heated skin.

"A-Ah! J-Ja... Christ," Tori moans as the girl lifts herself up to cup her rock hard cock, giving it a tight squeeze, making her hips thrust upward into Jade. Tori couldn't be sure, but Jade may have smothered a chuckle into her collarbone before planting a kiss there.

"Dork."

"Can you blame me? Look at you..."

Then Jade gives her that smile. The one that sends her knees buckling to the ground where her nose wrinkles with her eyes scrunched closed as she tilts her head, suddenly shy at the compliment. She shakes her head and draws a line of kisses over Tori's jaw, nipping and biting at skin as she reaches down to slip her curious hand through the slit of Tori's grey briefs, taking a hold of her length before pulling her out through the opening.

A warm cloud of air exhales against the clothed peak of Jade's nipple when she feels her length fall into a soft palm, the shirt damp and sticking against her skin from Tori's ravenous tongue lapping at the erect bud.

"Jade..." She manages to squeak out as the pad of her thumb rounds the very tip of her cock, the edge of her painted fingernail brushing across Tori's sensitive slit in a way that's both pleasure and pain. The onyx-haired wonder pulls back from assaulting her neck with kisses, left with bruises to look at Tori's depth, gasping inwardly at the size.

"Jesus..."

"Wh-What?" Tori asks quickly, opening her eyes to see Jade staring slack-jawed at her dick. "What? You knew, didn't you? It's not like... D-Disgusting, right? I mean, all penises are gross, but—"

"Hey, Vega. Shut up," Jade glares lightly, grabbing her chin to make her face her. "Nothing's wrong. It's not disgusting. You're just... A little bigger than I anticipated." She says, glancing back down at her length with a faint blush coating her cheeks. If she can guess, she would say roughly eight to nine.

Tori's eyebrows furrow to the bridge of her nose, nearly close to placing her fists on her hips in that Tori's-quite-offended! way had Jade not been perched on her lap, holding her dick in the grip of her warm palm. "And what were you expecting, exactly?"

Her lips flex into a soft, teasing smirk before she shuts her up with a rough, filthy kiss which mostly consisted of tongue as they rock into each other as the passion deepens. Tori places her hand on Jade's inner thigh, slowly making her way underneath the skirt before she palms her heat, feeling the girl drenched between her legs.

Tori was overwhelmed, completely. She could only watch as the pale vixen moved down to wrap her fingers along the base of her shaft tightly, her breathing stuttered and shaky as Jade squeezed the first upstroke so hard, she nearly pinched the foreskin at the tip. The Latina lets out a guttural whimper as a pearl of hot, white pre-cum beads out of her slit and trickles down her length, sliding down to Jade's slender hand as the girl lets out a moan, feeling the shiny, wet liquid entwine between her long fingers.

"C'mon, Vega. I want this—no, I fucking need this. Stop teasing," Jade growls gravely, feeling Tori's slim, curling digits work into her hot core before the taller girl rolls them over, trapping the Goth between her and the ground.

She tugs the skirt off, tossing it carelessly behind her as Jade works at Tori's bottoms, yanking off her briefs and jeans while they sag at her ankles. The two draw in a sharp intake of air when they feel their sexes press against each other for the first time, rubbing in the most delicious way, though there's only one barrier between them.

"Off, off..." Jade sighs impatiently against Tori's neck, gesturing at her tight, long sleeved blouse that's obstructing their bodies from touching properly.

Tori's fingers toy with the hem of the last layer of clothing between them, trying to tug it over her head, but only to be stilled when a cold pair of metal scrapes against her fit, rippling stomach, pulling back to look at the object through her heavy lids. "Jade! What're you doing?!" She exclaims, gripping onto Jade's wrists as she holds a pair of scissors she found buried between their pile of clothes.

"Cutting the fucking thing off!" She says, glaring at her tight shirt.

Tori would have laughed, maybe she did, but Jade was holding the sharp object dangerously close to her stomach. One slip and she'd nip skin, or worse, her dick, which was definitely not an option. She takes the scissors and carefully cuts the middle of the body hugging fabric, exposing Jade's bare front once she's done.

"Wow..."

The girl below smirks softly, sighing in content when the icy, sharp tip of silver glides down her heated front as the taller girl leans down, licking, biting and sucking at her pebbled skin, taking a rosy, puffy bud between her lips and teeth, her nipples hard whilst Jade arches her back into Tori's savory mouth. "Christ, Tor, yes," She moans as her nails scrape down Tori's muscled back, the girl's lips tasting everywhere while her hands take their time memorizing the slopes, curves and dips of her bare body. The scissors drop to the ground with the shredded top as their body press flushed against one another properly.

"Oh, J-ade," Tori chokes out, the tip of her nose brushing against Jade's soft cheek as the soft, blunt head of her cock slides up her wet slit before it presses against her soaked entrance where her fingers had been previously, her juices running down her inner thigh.

This was it. This was well past the point of no return.

Brown eyes flicker into a pair of dilated, green eyes, silently asking for permission and giving the girl an out.

Jade answers with a hook of her legs at the bend of Tori's elbows, spreading them open as the tip of Tori's dick slips between her wet, hot folds, delving in tight heat as both girls let out a high-pitched gasp.

Any thoughts of what all of this meant disappeared completely as she moves her hips into Jade, her depth sliding deeper, thinking how absolutely fucking breathtaking it feels. Tori shifts her hands from the ground to the indent of Jade's hips where they curved into her waist because she needed to touch more of her and wanted to remember everything about this moment. She adjusts Jade to a better position, perching her legs on her shoulders as she thrusts a little harder, though only entering with half her length because her velvety walls were just so tight, she couldn't move any further.

Jade grips onto Tori's wrists tightly, urging the girl to just fucking move because all she needs is a little since she can feel herself so close. "Please," Her voice squeaks in a desperate tone and it's only then that Tori finally moves, giving in when she leaves her state of shock of being inside Jade. Their lips move against one another, tingling as the rest of their bodies hum and bumble about, their nerve endings catching ablaze as they move in sync, rocking and grazing and buzzing.

She looks down, trailing her eyes over Jade's front as she watches her dick move in and out, in and out of her hot core, hearing the tight noises in the back of the pale girl's throat entwined with Tori's harsh breaths with each thrust.

The pace is steady, though Tori's hips snap into Jade in hard, sharp strokes, feeling the girl take a little more of her depth. It's the filthy, wet slapping sounds of their sexes meeting echoing in her ears and Jade's occasional, 'yeah, like that, Tor' and 'harder, fuck me harder' that spurs her on before Jade rolls them over.

Tori can only watch as Jade tops her and mounts her hips since the girl's shoved her back down to the ground when she tries to sit up.

It's easily the most beautiful thing she's ever seen: Jade's hands on her chest as she bites her bottom, bruised lip, looking down at their joined hips before she starts to lower herself down when her muscles loosen.

A throaty, deep moan slips through Tori's parted lips as she feels her girth stretch Jade's nether lips before she sits herself down fully, her tight, slippery walls hugging her shaft to the very base. "S-So good, baby..."

Their nails leave red, ardent streaks over pale thighs and a tan chest as Jade's hips lift up ever so slightly, circling and grinding down against Tori's thick, hard and throbbing member around Jade's clenching walls. They move in fervor, their movements sporadic and in sync as they kiss hungrily, gripping onto one another when they feel like they're about to slip from reality.

"Tori," Jade whimpers, her breath hitching as she rides Tori's dick without abandon, sounding like she's near tears at how incredibly raw and open this all is.

Tori skims her lips along her slender throat and down to her full, chest, bouncing with their ministrations as they bring each other closer and closer to topple the edge. Her nails dig into Jade's firm, round ass, pulling her in deeper and harder as the soft tip of her cock prods against her g-spot, feeling the girl shudder and crumble when she bucks her hips up into her a little faster.

Their rhythm falters as their vision whitens, both letting out a guttural cry when they tense, releasing in jerky spasms. Tori clings onto Jade, like she can lose her any second as her cock twitches inside of Jade's throbbing walls, squeezing and clenching along her shaft before she feels herself release deep inside of her in long, hot strings of thick cum.

Jade quivers uncontrollably, feeling the waves and waves of pleasure hitting her as the girl swipes at her swell, sensitive clit, here own juices coating Tori's member. "God, Vega, yes. D-Don't fucking stop!"

Their lips find each other, colliding for a heated kiss, though it only consists of heavy panting as their lips skate the edges of each other's mouths again and again as they ride it out together slowly, twitching and shuddering and just enjoying the feel of their bodies moving against one another.

Jade collapses on top of Tori in a heap, both trying to catch their breaths before they lock gazes as they splutter into a fit of laughter, the feelings in their toes coming back.

"God, I love you," Tori rasps out, her voice shot from the noises she's made.

The pale figure smiles and leans in to litter kisses all over Tori's face as the latter grabs the blanket, splaying it over their naked frames.

"Oh, my gosh, the Jade West is actually sweating?"

"Don't mention it, Vega, I swear to god."

They abrupt to a fit of giggles again, their wandering hands road mapping the contours of the other's bodies, enjoying the feel of just being.

After a while, they fall quiet, only hearing the sound of the trees swaying and the feel of the air as the alcohol settles in their thoughts and stomach, the pair starting to drift off to a restful sleep.

Naked to the world and the world naked to them.


Tori watches as Jade stirs beside her. She woke up a half an hour prior to the raven-haired wonder. Their limbs were tangled together and god, the way their fronts were pressed against one another was probably the best feeling in the entire world, but Tori had to pry away from her because while something incredible happened last night, it would be entirely different this morning.

So she kept her distance, laid on her side and watched the pale beauty wrinkle her nose as she tossed and turned, finally willing herself to wake since she probably wouldn't be able to drift back off to sleep.

Jade slowly opens her lids, her eyes adjusting to the morning ray beating down on them in the middle of the meadow before she tilts her head to glance at the figure beside her.

There's that smile. It's small, but god, it's there. It's a relief on Tori's part and the smile on her lips is involuntary.

For a second, she measures the hope of this moment—this feeling.

Because everything else will be measured against it.

She goes to open her mouth to say something. Anything. But by then, Jade's expression changes.

Realization.

"Jade..."

She shakes her in reply, clutching the quilt to her bare chest as she sits up, trying to catch her breath.

She cheated. No less, with Tori freaking Vega.

Tori watches her with a heavy heart, the throbbing, swelling of her heartbeat pounding in her ears as she loses feeling in her entire body.

It's fleeting.

"Jade—"

"Don't, Vega. Fucking don't," The girl in question pierces, quickly getting on her feet to scramble for her clothes, trying her best to keep covered, like Tori haven't seen her completely open the night before. "Don't say anything. I don't want to hear it. Take me home. Now!"

The slim brunette flinches at her tone and quietly pulls herself together, repeating comforting words to herself like a mantra as her lanky limbs pull the clothes over her slumped form; her underwear, bra, jeans, tank top, shoes. She gathers the blankets and empty bottles, stuffing it in her backpack before she steals a glance at the disheveled girl before her.

She's trembling to the bone, clad in her tights, skirt and bra. She looks at the shredded material of her shirt and curses, tossing it angrily, her only choice to pull on the button-up Tori lent her that night. Her shaking fingers work at the buttons, misaligning the slits or completely missing it all together.

Tori slings the bag over her shoulder and carefully walks over, grasping the opening of the flannel and helps the girl piece it together, only to get slapped in the hands. "Don't. Don't fucking touch me!" Jade yells, backing away from Tori like she's repulsed. And maybe she is. Maybe she has a reason.

The latter quickly backs away, flexing her stinging, red hands as they silently make their way over to Tori's car, Jade a little further ahead of her. They settle in the car and drive as the radio murmurs, trying to mask the tension in the car, but it doesn't work.

It's not until a couple of hours later does Tori pull into the apartment complex to Jade and Cat's place. The ride was spent in silence, Jade curled in the passenger seat and Tori hunched in the driver's side, trying to figure out what to say.

"Jade—"

The girl quickly gets out of the car and slams the door as hard as she can, stomping up to the stairs before Tori slips out of her car, following her.

"No! You don't get to do that, Jade. You came onto me! You don't get to act like I forced you to do anything!" Tori says, losing her composure. It's not fair. She's so sick and tired of people acting like they can treat her like she's disposable.

"Shut up, shut up!" Jade says as she whirls around to face Tori, shoving her lightly. "Nothing happened. You understand? Whatever the hell is going on, it ends now. I don't know what you're playing at, but it ends now! It's so pathetic, Vega. I don't love you! I will never love you the way you want me to and whatever you're trying to do, it's not working! I am with Beck. I love Beck and I may have ruined the best thing in my life by a stupid, drunken mistake!" Jade yells, her hands slapping at Tori's chest in anger before she shoves her against the car, though the brunette catches her wrists to stop her.

But honestly, nothing can hurt more than what she's saying.

The tears brim over her eyes as Tori lets Jade take her anger out on her, not being able to get any words out. How was the best night of her entire existence a mistake? It felt right, didn't it?

"Stop coming around. Why do you even come back? No one wants you here, Vega. Especially me. I don't want to see you again. Do you understand? Move the hell on. Stop coming back into my life thinking you can take me away because it won't happen. I don't fucking love you, you idiot!" She balls the cuffs of her long sleeved shirt into her fists as she slaps it against Tori's heavy chest as hard as she can with each syllable at the last sentence before giving a last shove. She turns and stomps away into the building, leaving a tongue-tied Tori.

That was never her intention. Ever. Maybe she was blindsided by her love for Jade, thinking she was being completely selfless, but maybe she was the selfish one. Maybe she's entirely at fault for what happened and for cornering Jade.

She doesn't know how she managed, but she got in her car and drove to the only place she could think of. She gets out of her car, hardly putting the vehicle in park before she runs up to the door, banging on it with her feeble attempts as the tears cloud her vision. She had to pull over a couple of times because there were moments she honestly could not stop her hands from shaking.

She sees a blur of arms gathering her close before she completely lets go, her knees giving out as the person hugs her tightly, holding her up. "I-I... Sh... She," Tori chokes out through a sob, her breath hitching and stuttering as she tries to breathe through her heavy chest, but it's too much. It's all too much. "Oh, g-god, wh...wh-what did I do?"


A/N: So... Smut was weird, huh?