Lauren raised a bushy eyebrow and turned her head to the side, like a puppy. After all this time of Lauren dodging the smaller girl's advancements, why would she think it would be different if she replaced want with need?

"Um, same answer as every day, Camila." Lauren sighed.

She was going to be late to class if she didn't hurry, and she hadn't planned for this unexpected detour so everything about her meticulous schedule was rocketing off course, making Lauren's head spin as she tried to figure out how she would pull off her plans. She was supposed to enter the classroom five minutes early, and use the extra time to get set up and write down the board notes. Now to even get there on time was all she could hope for.

"Listen, I know I've been really off putting since we've met, but I desperately need you to hear me out, okay?" Camila asked, raising her hand to place it on Lauren's shoulder.

Lauren shrugged off Camila's hand and thought for a moment. Pros and cons raced through her mind, and so did the seconds until she had to be in class. So she gave up, rubbing her eyes to make sure she was fully aware of whatever was about to be said.

"We need to fuck because I made a bet. I made a bet that I could get you in bed by the end of the week, and I was really confident about it because usually everybody wants to sleep with me, and I wagered a lot of things that I could now lose, so please, just let me give you a handjob or something so I don't fucking lose everything!" Camila ended her rant on the verge of tears, and Lauren's heart somewhat softened.

(Lauren didn't know about the acting degree hanging up on the wall of Camila's dorm. Or the sexual magazine clippings, but what else was she supposed to expect from Camila?)

She couldn't say the same about her nether regions.

"Fine. But I make the rules. I'm in complete control, and you don't do anything I don't want you to, do you understand?" Lauren said.

Camila nodded quickly, and reached over to run her finger along Lauren's jawline.

"I think it's so fucking hot when you talk like that and everything, but I'm the one jerking you off, so I determine when you nut, and I determine the speed, and I determine how fast I want you to blow your hot fucking load all over my f-"

"I HAVE CLASS!" Lauren all but screamed, and she stumbled out of the small room as quickly as she could.

Thankfully, the door stayed shut, but Lauren had much bigger problems standing at attention.

Like her dick.

Midnight rolled around, and Lauren was on the verge of passing out. She hadn't seen Camila since the agreement, and they hadn't decided on a set time so Lauren was hoping Camila forgot, pulling the covers up to her chin. She was dressed in a unicorn onesie, trying to make herself as unappealing as possible, even though she'd still kicked out her roommate for the night.

You know, just in case.

As if on cue, there's a knock on the door, and changing out of her pajamas doesn't even cross Lauren's mind when she opens the door. Camila had a simple hoodie and joggers adorning her body, but she had this look in her eyes that made Lauren want to melt just so she didn't have to endure it anymore.

"Hey sugar. Looks like you were having a party." Camila jokes, a sideways grin making it's way across her lips.

Lauren shuffles awkwardly, not answering, until Camila rolls her eyes and steps inside, closing and locking the door behind her.

"You ready for a good time?" Camila purred, advancing until Lauren was forced to retreat onto her bed, laying on her back, and the look Camila gives her when she climbs o top of her almost gives her an aneurysm.

"I...I think I might not-"

Camila silenced Lauren by moving close enough to her lips that they could both feel each other's breath, hot and heavy.

"Please, no kissing, please, just don't kiss me." Lauren pleads, closing her eyes tightly so she doesn't have to see Camila invade every personal barrier she's ever made.

To Lauren's surprise, it doesn't come, and she slowly opens her eyes to see Camila's face further away. She smiles softly.

"We have to unzip this, is that okay? Very adorable, by the way." Camila says, using her arms to keep her hovering above the older girl.

Lauren doesn't think before she nods, which is odd, because Lauren thinks a lot prior to any decision she's ever had to make in her life. She watches as Camila pulls the zipper of her pajamas down with steady hands, utterly slowly. Not that Lauren's complaining. It's not like she wants this or anything.

"God damn..." Camila mumbles, staring headily at Lauren's bra.

Plain black, its sole purpose to make sure her boobs don't sag, but Camila is staring at it like it's every wonder of the world. It doesn't make her as uncomfortable as she thought it would, and she actually arches her back to give Camila a better view.

"Babygirl, you're so fucking beautiful." Camila pulls the zipper the rest of the way, and she smiles at the waistband of Lauren's boxers, Spongebob smiling back at her. "You're such a child, I love it."

Camila wastes no time in grabbing the front of Lauren's boxers, hooking her fingers in and pulling the garment an inch down her waist before the onesie prevents any more progress. Camila sighs, because she knows the whole taking off the clothes thing could ruin her only chance at saving her dorm.

"I'm so sorry, baby, but we're going to have to take this off." Camila says softly, patting Lauren's stomach from her position on top.

Lauren closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. The throbbing in her dick is really starting to mess with her head, so maybe that's why she tells Camila it's okay. Camila is almost as surprised as Lauren herself, but quickly composes herself, ridding the older girl of her pajamas in an instant. Then the underwear slides down her legs, and it's like the whole room became a lot hotter.

"Fuck." Is all Camila manages to get out before she repositions herself so she's sitting between Lauren's legs, and her hands suddenly land on something Lauren hasn't had touched in...ever.

The feeling of soft fingers on her ribbed skin makes Lauren gasp, hips bucking. Camila smiles and flicks her thumb over the sensitive tip, making Lauren start to shake. Camila knows she's close, hell, when she first got a girl to touch her she came almost immediately, so Lauren's doing amazing in her book. She remembers the jolt of arousal that ran through her body when Normani told her that Lauren is a virgin, and she's feeling the same thing now, as she grasps Lauren's cock with her hand and strokes slowly. Lauren groans and fists the pillows near her head, waist raising a considerable amount of inches off the bed. Camila starts a steady rhythm, her hand pumping as fast as possible as Lauren tries her hardest to keep up, and it doesn't stop for about six whole minutes.

Astonishing!

"Come on baby, you feel so good, you can let go." Camila soothes, her free hand caressing Lauren's flat stomach.

She feels both Lauren's stomach and penis tense when Camila touches her tip again, and in just a couple more seconds Lauren is in another dimension, her eyes squeezing shut and her body convulsing as she cums, and it almost happens again when Camila decides to clean up, her tongue tracing every area that was stained.

"Good girl."

Lauren can't help the blush that spreads across her cheeks at Camila's words, but mostly at the fact that Camila just gave her a handjob and she's already falling asleep, consciousness slowly slipping from her. She briefly wonders if she's supposed to return the favor when Camila pulls the blankets up Lauren's body, bare except for her bra. She knows she should shower because of how gross and sticky she feels, but Camila did most of the clean up so she's not super worried about it. Lauren watches with half closed eyes as Camila folds her onesie and sets it on the foot of her bed, along with her boxers. She quickly closes her eyes when she sees Camila start to look over, and even when she starts talking, Lauren finds it impossible to open them again.

"Goodnight, Lauren. Thank you." Camila says.

The door opens, then closes, and the room feels so much colder that Lauren starts to wonder how warm she would be with Camila cuddled up to her.

Lauren falls asleep quickly.