Ashley walks into her dorm room after her morning class and throws her keys onto her desk. She drops herself onto the couch next to her girlfriend.
She checks Brooke out. She's sitting Indian style on the couch and she's in gray sweatpants and a white fitted tee. Black framed glasses are sitting on her nose and there's a history textbook in her lap. Ashley has to admit that her girl looks fine no matter what she's wearing. Brooke looks up from her textbook for a moment and she greets Ashley with a peck to the lips. "Hi baby."
"Hey." Ashley purrs. "You look sexy."
Brooke scoffed. "No sex."
"What? You aren't in the mood?"
Brooke looked up at Ashley and smirked. "I'm always in the mood."
"Then why can't we?"
"I'm trying to be a good student, Ash."
Ashley leaned over and began kissing up the side of Brooke's neck. Brooke tried to remain focused on her textbook but it was getting increasingly hard to do so. Ashley reached Brooke's jaw and sucked softly there. Brooke moaned.
Ashley slyly pried the book out of her girlfriend's hands. She placed it beside her and then swung herself so that she was straddling Brooke.
"You know…you really are hot when you're trying to be studious."
"Oh really?"
"Really…" Ashley brought her lips to Brooke's and quickly starting massaging Brooke's tongue with her own.
Brooke moaned again. She wasn't the quiet type and Ashley loved that about her. Brooke slowly pulled away. "Rachel's supposed to be coming by soon so I don't think this is a good idea."
Ashley ignored the comment and put her hands on the bottom of Brooke's shirt. She lifted it slightly, gliding her hands up Brooke's stomach. Then she peeled it off completely. "It'll just have to be a quickie then. You can pay me back later."
Before Brooke could respond, the palm of Ashley's hand rested on Brooke's center. Brooke twitched slightly and Ashley refused to move her hand. "I'm so much better than reading."
"You're right…just…touch me."
Ashley slowly trailed her fingers higher causing the girl beneath her to squirm again. Ashley let her hands rest on Brooke's hips. "What was that?"
"I need you to just fucking touch me."
She crept her hand inside of Brooke's sweatpants and underneath her underwear. Ashley grinned. "Wow, I didn't know I could get you worked up so quickly." Ashley scoffed. "Who am I kidding? Of course I can."
Ashley slipped her fingers inside of Brooke expertly and began a quick and rough rhythm.
Brooke groaned. "Fuck."
Ashley kissed Brooke's neck again and kept up her motions. Occasionally she curled her fingers and Brooke was already on her way to finding release. She was just about there, Ashley could sense it, when someone else walked into the room. Ashley heard the quiet "Oh my god" but Brooke was too much in her own world to notice.
Ashley looked up and was instantly pissed off. "Wait outside until Brooke's finished."
This got Brooke's attention and she looked over her shoulder. There stood a 10-minute early Rachel.
"Jesus, Ashley. Stop." Brooke pulled Ashley's hand out of her pants and shoved the girl off of her.
Ashley rolled her eyes and then used her fingers to point to the bathroom. "Well, I'm just going to…wash my hands."
Ashley walked out of the room and Rachel still looked shocked. Brooke grabbed her shirt and put it on. She still felt like she needed her release but the awkwardness of the situation was slowly killing that desire.
Finally, after a moment or two of silence, Rachel smirked. "I would have thought you would have learned to lock your doors after all of the adventures we used to have."
Brooke sort of half smiled and was happy that Ashley hadn't heard the comment. If she had, Rachel would likely be out cold by now.
"So uh…Why don't we just forget this little incident ever happened?" Brooke asked.
"Deal. But only if you come shopping with me now and buy me new shoes."
Brooke rolled her eyes. "Deal. Let me just get changed."
BD
"So what's the deal with you and Spencer?" Brooke asked as she looked through the various racks of clothing in front of her.
"What do you mean?" Rachel acted clueless.
"You know what I mean."
"I don't know. She's pretty, smart, nice. But I don't know if I want to be with her."
Rachel looked at Brooke for any signs of jealousy. To her disappointment, she found none.
"Well don't mess with her, Rachel. Ashley loves her and neither one of us want to see her hurt."
Rachel decided to try to put an idea into Brooke's head. Rachel almost felt awful about trying to break her and Ashley up but in the end she was blinded by the need of having Brooke for herself.
"Speaking of which, how do you deal with Ashley always being around Spencer?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, you know."
Brooke paused in her shopping. She was clearly confused and her interest was piqued. "No, I don't know. Why don't you spell it out for me?"
Rachel let out a nervous giggle. "Well, obviously Spencer is in love with her."
"Phst. No way. They're best friends."
"Are you so sure? I mean, come on Brooke. Haven't you noticed that Spencer is there for Ashley way more than Ashley is for her? And you must have noticed the glances and the subtle touches. It's really obvious, to be honest."
Brooke scrunched her eyebrows together in thought. Then she felt a little anger.
She trusted Spencer, didn't she?
Ashley did seem to run to the blonde every time they had a fight…
Brooke slammed the hanger she had been holding down angrily. She took out her cell phone and dialed an all too familiar number.
"Ashley? We need to talk."