A/N: wrote this a while back it's an Alternate universe because Larma isn't my thing. Had to make it two chapters because it was too long. Supposed to be a one shot but if you want more tell me.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I'd had THE dream again. Lately, every couple of nights, I'd have the same dream. It always started out different but it always ended the same with me having sex with Karma Ashcroft.

I checked my phone and saw that my girlfriend had called. Lauren had no boundaries when it came to time. If she wanted me, she called, and like the whipped little puppy I was, I hopped in my car and went to her.

The clock in my car read 3:39 AM. While driving to Lauren's house, I texted her that I was on my way while I was at a stop sign.

She responded, "I miss your sexy ass!" Gosh, she is such a tease.

As I pulled up to the Ashcroft-Cooper house, I called Karma, her step-sister. She answered on the first ring, "it's open, honey," Then she hung up.

I climbed through Karma's window with ease. Karma's room was on the first floor in the east wing of their house. Lauren's room was on the third floor on the west wing. The two step-sisters wanted to be as far away from each other as possible. I kissed Karma on the cheek then headed out of the door. I ignored the fact that she had been in my dreams less than an hour ago. I took the elevator to the third floor and walked to Lauren's room. She'd fallen back to sleep.

Lauren's natural olive skin was dark since she'd taken up sunbathing. The pink comforter was wrinkled, clinging to her shape. I climbed into her queen size bed and wrapped my arms around her, my arms seemed to fit around her waist. Lauren and Karma's rooms were the exact same but decorated to reflect them. Everything in Lauren's room was pink or off pink but Karma's room was a greenish mixture. Lauren's room was organized and neat while Karma's was organized in her own way.

I used to have the biggest crush on Karma. A 5'3 auburn who was slightly curvy. We'd been childhood friends since we'd stumbled across one another in a ball pit at age 5.

As if I had summoned her, Karma texted me to come down to her room. I was worried about putting myself in a room alone with Karma but I was bored, so I left my lightly snoring girlfriend and I walked toward the stairs. The porcelain mansion was especially beautiful as the sun began to rise. I grabbed a bottle of water from the second floor kitchen and continued to Karma's room. I walked in and climbed into her bed. Her speakers were playing The Morning by The Weeknd. Listening to the Weeknd coon the words "Better slow down. She'll feel it in the morning. Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning", I looked at Karma's face.

"I've been up since you got here. She sleep?" She spoke softly as I nodded.

"Hold me. Nothing more will happen. I'll lock my door and set an alarm. For one hour, just hold me and don't let go."

I did as she asked. Karma and I never did anything more than platonic, except the one time I kissed her. We were just friends but she'd been having nightmares that she was too embarrassed to tell her sisters about and she needed someone to take care of her. To everyone, Karma's the needy one, she tries to be strong so people don't say that about her.

I whispered song lyrics into her ear as I held her. She always seemed so fragile and broken before I wrapped my arms around her. She laid her head on my chest and I watched as she listened to my heartbeat. I stared at her auburn hair and rested my hand on her shoulder. Everything seemed so calm when we were like this, wrapped in each other.

Karma's room seemed much softer to me than Lauren's, just as the two girls seemed to me. The pale girl laying on my chest was a simple girl, five foot three, petite build with a large chest for her frame, accompanied by curves from her chest down. Karma's hippish clothing hugged every curve made her seem curvier while Lauren's preppy girl thing hid it in her clothing. Looking at Lauren, you'd often forget her four foot ten height because of her 'assets'.

Time stood still when I was alone with either of the two step-sisters, which is why I was always scared of moments like this with Karma. Holding her so close to me made it easy to forget that I was dating her sister. It also made me regret choosing Lauren over Karma. I fell asleep thinking what if.

We woke up to the alarm on my phone and I noticed that we had moved onto our sides, spooning one another. I kissed her cheek and released her from my grip, which gifted me with a groan but nonetheless, neither of us said a word as I left the room. I went toward the sound of people talking and moving around.

Lauren's blonde hair was braided into a fishtail as she walked to the table with silverware. She looked at me with a light glare and walked over to me. She had on one of my shirts and a pair of shorts. I almost didn't see the shorts due to the length of the shirt.

Lauren spoke quietly as she closed in on me. "Why did I wake up alone? Why are you coming from my sister's room?"

"I'm sorry love, Karma and I were talking. I got bored because you were asleep." I told her, sort of honestly.

She stared at me a bit longer and then slowly let her guard down and smiled at me, that smile that always eased my soul. She hugged me. Even though she was a little shorter than me, she always seemed to be the dominant one. Lauren definitely wore the pants in our sexual relationship.

As I leaned my head into her neck for the hug, she whispered, "Eat up, you are going to need your energy."

Karma's mom entered the room, politely clearing her throat. We all sat down to eat the beautiful breakfast that she had cooked. Karma never showed up. The Ashcroft-Cooper family and I small talked as we passed food around the vastly large table. Mrs. Molly Ashcroft was stunningly beautiful and very well spoken. She started her own fashion company from nothing. She made her hometown, a hub for her company. She'd opened stores as well as put her clothes in every department store around the globe in two years. She looked powerful every time I saw her, even at nine am, after cooking a full breakfast for six people. She treated me as though I was one of hers because I was friends with her daughter.

After we finished breakfast, Lauren and I cleaned the dishes before sneaking up to her room. We were inseparable from the moment her door shut behind me. Kissing her was always amazing because she always tasted like strawberries. Before I knew it, we were taking off our clothes. Lauren was a succubus when it came to sex. She'd arouse me to the point of no return then drain me of all of my energy. Lauren fully embodied sex to me, well not sex but rather making love. It was as if our pheromones were linked to each other. Exchange of control was our thing, which kept everything interesting.

I stopped kissing her and pulled away slightly to take all of her in. My hands were on her hips, watching the heave of her chest as she breathed, watching her breast slightly rise and then fall. It wasn't that much of a rise because of the weight of her chest. Her nipples looked like hard pierced marbles at the center of her wide areoles. She'd shaved, everywhere, not a blonde hair in sight. Her mouth was open slightly as she breathed heavily. Her eyes were wild and dark, a contrast to its usual blue color. The look in her eyes scared me a little by how much I knew that it reflected the look in mine. She smiled widely.

I returned my lips to hers and proceeded to lead her to her bed. It felt like we'd been apart for hours when I'd only been looking at her for a few moments. My arms were wrapped around her waist with my hands squeezing her ass, her arms wrapped around my neck. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist and I held her up by cupping her ass. I moved my hands slightly down her legs to the back of her thighs, gauging our distance from the bed and my amount of strength before throwing her to the bed. As she fell, she giggled loudly. I crawled on top of her, moving my face to her neck, sucking and kissing her.

Before I knew it, I'd left two dark hickeys on either side of her neck. I moved my mouth lower, licking a path to her pierced nipples. As I wrapped my lips around one hard nipple, sucking lightly while licking around the barbell, she let out a soft moan and I moved one hand to her other breast to pinch her other nipple. She began to gyrate against me, her body begging for me to move to her hot spot. I nibbled softly on the nipple in my mouth, careful not to irritate the gold barbell while looking deeply into her eyes. She needed me to make her cum and nothing was going to stop her. She looked at me with begging eyes, asking me wordlessly to fulfill my unspoken promise to her, to make her cum until she couldn't anymore. Between the dream I'd had, cuddling with Karma, and Lauren's sex appeal alone, I knew that I was in for a wild match.

I wanted Lauren just as bad as she wanted me. The room filled with sexual tension and anticipation as I moved my right hand to where she all but begged me to. The first dip in the honey pot was always the greatest. It showed if all of my foreplay had been working, if she was soaked, then I'd have passed the class. Her love soaked my finger within seconds. I savored it for only a few moments before adding a finger and beginning to pound her.

Lauren loved slow, teasing foreplay but when it came to sex, fast and hard was the way to go. Her breast jiggled as we moved, so I lightly bit the nipple in my mouth to keep it where it belonged. She gasped and looked at me for as long as she could before laying her head back and closing her eyes. Her moans filled the room until she came and then moans were replaced by heavy panting. Once we caught our breath, it was on again.

I left the house around seven. As Lauren walked me out, Karma came outside. I didn't notice her at first because Lauren was all over me.

We were hugging, my hands squeezing her ass, her arms wrapped around my neck, as Lauren spoke, "I miss how you taste already. I want more."

I kissed her hard, pushing her back on to my car. She jumped slightly wrapping her legs around my waist. Once I moved my mouth to her neck. I looked up and saw her wink to someone. I put her down immediately and turned around, Karma was already headed back into the house. I didn't call after her because I was confused.

"Lauren, what was that about?" I spoke softly once Karma was in the house. "I just needed to remind my step-sister that you are mine." Lauren's mouth drew an evil smirk. She seemed so happy that Karma saw us.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked as if I didn't know.

I shouldn't have been surprised Lauren knew about Karma. Lauren never responded instead she kissed me, just a peck on the cheek and began to walk away.

I caught her hand and she spoke, "Don't play dumb. Text me when you get home." She never looked at me, she continued to the door.

On the ride home, Lais cooed "For You", "This is for you, for you. This is for you, for you and for her too. It has to be for her too." The words sang to my soul. I loved Lauren with all my heart but I loved Karma too. Whether I'd admit it to myself or not, it was true. I'd never act on it and hurt Lauren but I was in love with Karma Ashcroft. Our platonic cuddling was anything but platonic. Spooning, chest to back, my arms wrapped around her waist, my chin on her shoulder, my neck on hers. Legs intertwined as I whispered something sweet in her ear. "You smell really nice." Sometimes I'd even sing to her. She loved that.

Once I got home, my mother was waiting on me.

"If you leave, leave a note so I know where you are. I don't want to be surprised by a text from Molly, saying that my daughter is there."

I apologized to my mother. She yelled at me for what seemed like a lifetime.

Once in my room, I reflected on the two step-sisters. Karma and I had always had chemistry but Lauren swooped down and snatched me away. I let her because Karma never told me that she liked me and I was too shy to ask her.

I was snapped back to reality by a text from Lauren, "home yet?" I responded and laid down, sleep came soon after.