Max is sitting at her desk, finishing an essay for Literature. The window is open, the early Spring sun warms the room up. The door opens then bangs loudly.
"Hi, babe…" she mumbles as she tries to focus on her task.
"I've got news!"
"I've got work to do. Did you finish your Lit. essay, by the way?"
"Yeah, like three days ago." she scoffs.
"Good for you."
"See? If you would've studied instead of raving…"
"Not now, Chloe…"
"How much do I have to wait? I want you to be the first to know."
"Fine, what?" she grumbles and turns to the bluenette.
"Figures I won't take the GED…" she starts walking towards the photographer slowly.
"What? What do you mean? Chloe, you promised you will try!"
"Well, yeah, yeah, I know. But…" she shrugs.
"What are you up to?"
"Fine, I won't fuck with you. Well, you know Oregon doesn't have exit exams, all I need are the credits."
"But you don't have the credits…"
"Uh, I fucking have the credits! I actually finished grade 11, it must be an administrative mistake but who cares? Max, I can chill out with you!"
"So, you don't even feel bad about it?"
"About what?"
"You should tell, I mean, it's so not right…"
"And now you wanna play the angel? After everything you…" she bites her bottom lip.
"After everything I what, Chloe?"
"Listen," she walks to her "just let it be, babe, please. How much did we fight because of the fucking GED lately? Now it can be gone, can't we just let it go? Please. Okay, it's not quite right, but please, Max."
"You're going to burn in hell." she shakes her head "With me." she sighs.
"I knew you'd understand!" she kisses her on the cheek.
"Will you drop in later?" she wraps her arms around the punk's neck.
"Sure, honey, I will. But I'll let you work now."
"Stay. Just a little bit."
"No, no. Finish your task and then…"
"Please…" she sighs in her ear.
It was the brunette's secret weapon against her. Chloe couldn't resist if Max asked anything of her. The rebel smirks and kisses her softly.
"Bored of studying?" she asks.
"I'm just… I could bear a little time with you."
"Okay," she sits on the edge of the bed "I give you a little time now. But you have to finish your essay. I come back, I promise."
"Oh, yeah." she sits on her lap "Otherwise you won't get a piece of me." she chuckles.
"You know that I love you, right?" she kisses her chest "Please, concentrate. It's almost over. Then we can chill out a little bit."
"I know, I know. But I still hate it. Let's face it, I'm just like you: studying is not for me. I'm a practical person."
"I know." she kisses her neck.
"What are you doing? You don't want to leave me hanging, do you?"
"I don't wanna, but I will. You got an hour." she kisses the photographer's neck again "After finishing your essay I'll reward you, I promise."
"Just a little bit more. Please, Chloe…"
"I hate you." she chuckles as she kisses her neck again.
"More."
"Max, finish your fucking…"
The brunette kisses her wild and full of desire. Chloe gives in, her hands wander under the photographer's T-shirt. The punk gets on her back fast, by the time she can catch her breath Max is kissing her neck and her own hands are messing with the strap of her bra. The photographer gently nips her bottom lip, her right hand cups her breast under her tank-top. The bluenette grumbles and takes her hand.
"We're gonna stop right here." she huffs.
"What?"
"Finish your fucking essay. I'll be back in an hour."
"Why are you this cruel?" she holds the rebel's arms down "I want you."
"I won't play it with you, not right now. Finish your shit and then I'm gonna reward you, I promise."
"Please don't leave me hanging like this!" she kisses her neck again "You know, an orgasm would help me to concentrate…"
"Don't even start, Max. Finish it, now."
"I hate when you're responsible!" she gets off Chloe and sits back in front of the laptop.
"Babe, please."
"Fine, fine. Just go already."
"Stop sulking! Please…" she kisses into the scrape of her neck gently. "I'll be back. I know I'm leaving you hanging, but you have to finish this. The deadline is tomorrow."
"I know, I'm just… Fuck, I used to be the responsible one! What's happening to me?" she brushes off her face.
"I'm ruining you."
"No, you really care about me and my future."
"Max, you had to go through a lot. You have the right to let your hair down, I'm here to look out for you. I'll always be here. Listen, we're almost done with school, so we can chillax soon. This is the last essay, soon enough we'll get the last tests and then we're done. We can have our fun. Okay?"
"And when we finish all this shit, will you get into party mode?"
"Yeah." she chuckles "I promise I will."
"Okay."
"I'm going over to Rachel. I'll tell her the good news. I'll be here in an hour. Wait for me."
"I will." she kisses her, watches her leave then turns back to her laptop "Stupid essay…" she grumbles.
She keeps checking the time as she writes the words. She still needs to finish and edit it, and Chloe could be back in any moment. The brunette brushes the thought off of her mind and finishes the essay. She breathes a sigh of relief then checks the time. Almost two hours passed and Chloe is not here. She gets up and walks over to Rachel. She knocks then enters the room. The girls seem to be in a good mood, they laugh about a stupid story and they are drinking.
"Hey, Maxie!" the blond laughs "You finished?"
"Uh, yeah." she sits down.
"Sorry babe, I didn't wanna disturb you. I know the hour passed already, but… you know. I guessed you needed a little bit more time." she kisses the scrape of her neck.
"Well, yeah, but I'm finished now."
"Ease up, Maxipad, drink with us!" Rachel grabs a bottle of beer.
"I'm fine, thanks. How come everybody finished the essay before me?"
"Maybe it's because we know our responsibilities." the bluenette kisses her neck again.
"God, you're getting drunk. I know it's been a while you drunk, so it's understandable, but hey, pull yourself together!"
"Drink with us!" the blond insists.
"It's getting late."
"So what? You never cared before if we had school tomorrow."
"Fine. One beer, then we're going."
"Don't be a bitch, Max! Aren't you happy she doesn't have to take the GED?"
"I'm happy, I'm just getting tired. Remind you, if it's over we need to find jobs and a flat in LA."
"That's in the future, don't worry about that! We'll manage."
"Babe, you know us!" the punk kisses her on the cheek this time "There'll be no problem at all!"
"I hope so." she sighs then sips her beer "Anyway, we should start saving up some money. Ideas?"
The blond and the punk exchange a look.
"We thought that you're already on that. We have been saving up for a while, or at least we started making some money."
"What?" the brunette's eyes widen.
"I already have three photo model contracts."
"And I started selling my designs, thanks to Chase."
"Why didn't you tell me? The last thing I want to do is to ask a favor from my parents…"
"Don't worry Max, you know what?" the bluenette smiles softly "We're gonna help you out, you'll have plenty of time to settle your debt."
"That's the last but one thing I want."
"We're friends, right?" the blond shrugs "Don't sweat it, okay?"
"I really fucked things up lately."
"Well, it's not that bad, really. You could be worse!"
"Time management…" she chugs her beer "it has never been my thing."
"Ready for the next round?"
"No, thanks, I'm… I'm going back to my room and get some sleep." she stands up.
"You can stay, listen, it's not a big deal, we can come up with something!"
"No, I'll be fine. I'm tired anyway. You may stay." she kisses the punk on the cheek.
"Max…"
"No, really." she smiles and goes back to her room.
How can Chloe and Rachel be so ahead of her? She used to be the responsible one. As soon as she finishes changing her clothes the bluenette is behind her. She doesn't say a word at first, but as the photographer looks at her she breathes a sigh and sits on the bed.
"Are you okay?" she softly asks, slightly slurring.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were stressing out lately, I didn't want you to…"
"To what? To snap? Or did you really think that I would be happy to ask for money from my parents?"
"Max, I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to stress out even more. Now that I know about things I totally understand you needed a break. Listen," she takes her hand "we'll solve this. Don't stress out, please! I'll get enough money to solve this. You're my girlfriend, let me help you out."
"Yeah, so I can pay back later?" she frowns.
"Sure." she chuckles but takes a serious expression as she looks at the brunette "You don't have to. I still owe you. You saved me. You saved Rachel. You saved the Bay. Let me, please."
"If I still have to settle the debt…" she puzzles.
"Yes?" she rolls her eyes.
"Can I pay in kisses and touches?"
"Sure you can." she pulls Max into her lap grinning.
"Really though," she kisses her "why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't wanna make you worry." she shrugs as she locks the door.
"Fuck it. If I would've known…"
"Don't. Not now. I left you hanging." she kisses her chest.
"But Chloe…"
"Seriously. There'll be no debts. Just love me."
"So I'm your whore now?"
"No! I didn't mean that way! Max, I'm…"
"Slightly drunk?" she giggles "You hella are! You're sweet!" she kisses her gently.
"I need some time with you. You can't lose me again, right?"
"I can't. Do you want to talk a little bit?"
"Don't you mind?"
"Do you want to sober up?"
"I'm just interested…"
"Ask me."
"Have you ever crushed on Graham?"
"What, are you jealous now?"
"I'm just…" she shrugs as she blushes.
"You really are cute when you get drunk." she runs her fingers in the blue strands "I wouldn't say so. He could be a great friend. He totally misread me. I didn't want to lead him on. Then you came." she smiles.
"Did you know immediately?"
"That I love you? No, not after five years. I needed two or three days. But I guess I have always loved you."
"But when was it clear?"
"When you dared me to kiss you."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were my number one priority, but you really focused on finding Rachel. I really wanted to help you."
"You know… I often think about that you could have… you know…"
"No way, Chloe. I would have sacrificed the town first."
"And kill all the innocent people?"
"It was a tough decision."
"Do you think that… You know, it's an alternative reality. So basically, those versions of us… What if…"
"No more what ifs, Chloe. I'm here with you. I'm here for a reason."
"Yeah, yeah." she mumbles.
"Do I have to remind you again?"
"No, no. You love me and you wanna see me happy and all."
"Then what's wrong?"
"It's just… I haven't thought about alternative realities before. But this reality is nothing more than an alternative reality for you."
"It's more than an alternative reality for me." she kisses her on the cheek. She learnt to handle Chloe's mood swings.
"What is it for you?"
"It's everything for me. You're everything for me. I have already told you." she whispers softly "Seeing you happy brings me the ultimate joy. I love you. I don't want to see you unhappy or cry again. Not after the things you had to go through. I can't let that happen again. I don't have my powers anymore but I'm doing my best to make you happy. I know I break down sometimes and…"
"But you make me happy. It's not that. But you know, in this case there are realities where people died because of us. Where we died. Where… I don't know, somehow I don't really feel happy about it. I feel remorse, you know? I don't know if it's right, I mean… I'm hella grateful for saving me, Rachel and this shithole, but… You get what I mean? Please tell me you do."
"Now, listen." she sighs "I get what you mean, but I can't take it back. I shouldn't have told you…"
"Don't say that! Is it because I feel bad about it?"
"No." she stands up and opens the window "It's because it was one of the toughest decisions of my life and you can't understand I sacrificed everything." she lights a cigarette "Please, stop believing it was easy. You know, yes, if this last idea wouldn't have popped in my mind I would have sacrificed the town. I know you would have been reluctant and all, but do you think I really cared? All I cared about was you! Nothing could have changed that, Chloe!"
"I'm just…" she walks behind the brunette "I can't understand. I'm sorry. I just… I can't. Why me? I'm just a fuck-up. You deserve so much better." she hugs her from behind.
"You're a fuck-up. So am I. Who cares, Chloe? You're such a killjoy…" she exhales the smoke.
"So you don't love me anymore?" she kisses her neck.
"Honey, of course I love you. But, to be honest I hate you when you say things like this. You know it. Why can't we leave the what ifs behind? This is what we have now. Aren't you happy with me?"
"I'm happiest. I'm just an oversensitive, bipolar asshole."
"But still, you love me." she sighs again as she stubs the cigarette.
"I hella love you." she kisses her neck again as her hands get under Max's top.
"Then stop complaining! I made this decision because I love you, too."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"You better." she faces her smiling. "Now, say it."
"I love you." she cups her face.
"I hope so."
"Max, I love you." she kisses her on the lips.
"Do you?"
"You're the world to me. Believe it. I'll try my best and won't be an asshole, it's just…"
"Trust issues, Chloe…"
"But it's not your fault!" their foreheads softly touch in mid-air "I told you. I'm a fuck-up." she sobs suddenly.
"And I told you I'm a fuck-up, too. I just want you to believe I love you. That I made every decision because I love you."
"I know that. I hella do." she sniffles.
"Then what's wrong?"
"I'm wrong! Why can't you see that?"
"You may have problems, but I'm with you. You remember you told me I don't have to carry my burden alone? You don't have to carry your burden alone either."
"Sorry. I just got scared you'd leave me."
"Not anytime soon." she kisses her neck.
"I hope so."
"Just try to trust me."
"I do! I'm just…" she blushes.
"Well, what about that you left me hanging?" she runs her fingers in her hair.
"You really learned to handle me." she smiles softly.
"Luckily." she kisses her on the lips.
"You know I'm grateful, right?" she leans in slowly as they reach the bed.
"I know." she lies on the bed.
"So…"
"So?" she wraps her arms around her neck.
"Can I love you tonight?"
"Yeah. Can I love you, too?"
"But you know it's hella hard to remain quiet." she kisses her softly.
"Are you in the mood?" she smiles.
"Maybe…" she blushes as she shrugs.
"Do you remember our first time?"
"How could I ever forget that?" she smiles.
"Come on, lie by my side."
"Why?"
"Just come here."
"What's on your mind?" she lies next to the photographer.
"Let's just slow down. I want to… try it together this time. Let's just try it. If you lose your mind I'll give in."
"And what if you lose your mind?"
"You better give in." she chuckles.
"You're so beautiful." she caresses her face "And you tolerate me."
"I don't. I love you." she kisses her, gently and slowly this time.
"You're amazing. When we get to LA and finish school and I'll have a band, you can be our photographer. And we could travel the world together."
"Dog, you really are in a romantic mood."
"Sorry."
"What's with you?" she kisses her forehead "Are you this afraid of losing me?"
"Yeah, that's my biggest fear."
"Fear no more, Chloe. You're not losing me. We have our ups and downs, but we love each other."
"I know, but…" she puzzles for a little bit then shakes her head and kisses the photographer.
"Good. I don't want to talk about a break up. It's not happening anytime soon."
"So, about our first time…" she reaches under Max's T-shirt.
"Yeah?" she smiles as she rolls her eyes.
"I mean, I know it's been a while I truly admired your beauty. We're always rushing and you're hella right, we should just… Let me see you."
"Well…" she grins.
"Hmm?" she raises her brow.
"Will you try to hold it back?"
"I'll try." she kisses her.
"It's a long night." she chuckles as she takes off her T-shirt.
"But we have lessons tomorrow." she grins as she kisses the brunette's chest.
"Do you really care?"
"Not as long as you're in my arms." she kisses her chest again.
The photographer sighs with pleasure and tucks into the blue strands. The punk stops for a moment, she pushes herself to her elbows. As their eyes meet she smiles softly.
"You really are beautiful."
"Oh, shut up!" she grins as she wraps her arms around her neck.
"I'm gonna lose my fucking mind." she whispers as she softly kisses Max's neck.
"Mmm…" she moans quietly "Maybe you shouldn't."
"I can't guarantee that." she sighs as she puts off her T-shirt.
"Whoa…" she giggles "Just a little bit slower, maybe?"
"I'm sorry." she kisses her hard.
"You're so hungry."
"I'm sorry." she pants "It's just been a while."
"I know. Tests, essays…" she groans "my mood swings, periods…"
"Forget it now." she kisses her neck.
"Tell me how turned on you are." she gives in.
"I love it when you're getting into my dirty games."
"Just tell me."
"I'm gonna show you soon. The real questions is, how turned on you are."
"Why don't you check it out?"
"Pretty worked up, huh?" she grins "Don't worry, I'm gonna check it soon."
"Can you go a little bit slower?"
"Just a little bit." she kisses her softly then grabs between her legs gently.
"Fuck…" she says under her breath.
"Soon enough. I see you're getting all worked up."
"Ugh, screw you. Don't tease me. Bully…"
"It's sweet. You know that I love it, Max, come on." she kisses her again.
"I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
"Don't worry. I'm gonna be gentle this time."
"No, you don't have to."
"No, no, I'm gonna be gentle and I'm gonna keep teasing you. It will be painfully slow."
"I really hate you."
"That's what you say, but…" she pulls her left hand between the brunette's legs "your pussy can't lie, babe…"
"You're so dirty."
"And you definitely love it."
"Yes. Yes, I love it."
"I'm not gonna tease you that much."
"Chloe…" she whispers as the bluenette leans down.
"Hm?"
"I love you, too."
The punk smiles softly as she starts her journey down on her girlfriend. Max tries hard to muffle her moans but breaks when Chloe reaches her belly. She grabs her by the shoulders.
"Enough." she pants "I can't take it anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"Eat me out. Right now."
"Well, well, well…" she grins "I barely touched you, yet."
"Do you want me to beg?"
"Maybe…"
"You know that? I can handle myself…" she puffs as she kicks her pajama pants off, along with her panties.
"Stop kidding, I will…"
"You had your time…" she reaches between her legs.
"You're so dirty…" she whispers in her ear.
"Am I?" she moans.
"Oh, you hella are!" she gets rid of her jeans.
"And do you like what you see?"
"I hella love it!"
"Does it turn you on?"
"You wanna bet?"
"Let me…" she reaches between the bluenette's legs, making her moan, louder than expected.
"Fuck, sorry… I'll try to hold it back. But you know, you're just touching me with the very same hand which was inside you just a moment ago."
"And I'm dirty, huh?"
"You are!" she chuckles.
"Well, you're turned on, I'm turned on, what shall we do now, Chloe?"
"I really wanna eat you out." she bites her bottom lip.
"No more teasing?"
"No more teasing, I hella swear."
"Well, then…" she grins and the punk is already between her legs.
"Fucking god… It's amazing!" she pulls a finger on her, making her twitch.
"What's so amazing?"
"I've never seen you this wet before."
"Um…" she blushes.
"And I hella love it." she kisses into her pussy, making her moan.
Then she starts playing with her clit, with her fingers for a while then she switches to her mouth. The brunette trembles as she tries to hold herself back. She bites her bottom lip but releases a moan when Chloe penetrates and now she tries to pull her up to kiss her, but the punk resists.
"I'm going to scream…" she pants.
"Oh, yes!"
"Oh, no!"
"Hold it back!"
"I can't…" she moans.
"Please…"
"I really am close!"
"I know…" she feels as her lips form a smile then she bites on her own finger.
She is seconds from her orgasm and still unsure whether she can keep her voice to the minimum. She grabs a handful of blue her as the sensation starts to fill her body still steadily biting on her finger. No, it won't be good enough, her moans are still louder than expected, she gathers all her strength to hold it back. She sits up as she reaches climax, now her nails deep in the rebel's shoulder. She cries out in pain and surprise then looks at the brunette. She shakes her head then kisses her gently.
"Was it good?"
"I hate you." she snuggles as she pants.
"Do you?"
"You don't even know? Chloe, it was… wowser, and I couldn't…"
"No worries, I know it was good. Fuck, you were so wet, babe…"
"Uh, don't, please…"
"Sorry, I'm just kinda mesmerized."
"Well, what about you?"
"No, not yet. Catch your breath."
"You really care." she sighs.
"I do. I love you."
"I love you, too." she kisses her chest "We're dirty perverts, aren't we?"
"Why? Because we love each other? Don't you think the woman body is just a fucking masterpiece? We can say we're art lovers."
"Damn," she chuckles "you're so gay."
"Well, yes, I am but I'm blind to see anyone else." she kisses the top of her head.
"I know. I know."
"Are you really happy with me? Despite all my fucked up traits?"
"No, Chloe. I love you with all your fucked up traits. Dumbass…"
"When we start our new life I'm gonna spoil you so bad."
"But you already spoil me. You care for me and that's more than enough, honey."
"Don't worry. I can do even better."
"But you don't have to!" she pushes herself up "I'm happy with you. But, you know…" she puts on a half-smile.
"Hmm?"
"I still owe you something. I hope you're still turned on."
"What are you talking about? Of course I am! You're around, Max!"
"Let me check it." she reaches between the bluenette's legs, making her moan.
"Um, it won't be good. Tonight you have to finger me and make sure I'm not too loud."
"So I can't eat you out?"
"It's too risky." she sighs "But if you truly want to, we can crash my place tomorrow. Mom and David will both cover night shifts, so…"
"Tempting offer." she grins.
"Oh god, you're not only dirty. You're gonna play dominant as well…"
"I can't help it." she shrugs, losing confidence.
"No, no, no, don't, Max! It's totally okay! I love it!" she pulls her for a kiss.
"Do you really?"
"I hella do, it's just… Right now maybe it will be too much. You know me, I can't really hold it back."
"Well," she gets on top of her "I have to make sure you won't be loud. But I really need to whisper all the dirty things popping in my mind right in your ear."
"I'm pretty sure I'm doomed now…"
"Please, let me…" she whispers right in her ear as she pulls a finger on her, making her moan.
"Just make sure I won't be too loud."
"Don't worry. I'll cover your mouth."
"What if I wanna kiss you?"
"You'll know what to do." she grins as her left hand covers the punk's mouth.
Chloe breathes a sigh. The photographer can't read her. She doesn't feel uncomfortable, does she? She is about to let things go when the rebel grabs her right hand and looks at her begging. She nods slowly and leads her hand between her legs again. She twitches as Max touches her, trying to muffle her moan. As she closes her eyes the brunette leans to her ear.
"Are you okay?"
"Mm-hmm."
"You're so wet, honey." the bluenette grumbles and the photographer goes on "I love it so much. Am I teasing you so much?" Chloe nods "Do you want me to get into you?"
"Fuck me already, damn it!" the punk grabs her hand.
Max grins then kisses her hard as she penetrates. The rebel's body twitches and strains and her hands wonder to the photographer's butt, pulling her closer as she tries to hold herself back. Max's right hand is back over her mouth again and she leans back to her ear.
"You dirty slut… You're all worked up, huh?"
"Mm-hmm."
"You're getting tight, hon…" the punk sighs and grabs Max's left arm, but she resists this time "No, no, not now. You can kiss me all you want right after you came."
The bluenette tries again, harder, but still not hard enough. They both know who's stronger. Chloe groans, indicating she gives up, then her hands get back on Max's shoulder.
"Oh, you're about to cum, aren't you?" she whispers and the punk nods as she tries to restrain herself "You're so tight… Do you want to cum, honey?" she nods and moans and pulls her even closer "Right, come for me." she chuckles.
Chloe gives in, her body stiffens she tries once again to force Max's hand from her mouth. The brunette smiles and leans to the punk who immediately kisses her hard as she tries to muffle her moans which indicate she's just reached climax. The rebel breaks the kiss slowly as she tries to catch her breath. The photographer keeps looking at her.
"Now what?" Chloe asks, still panting.
"Was it…"
"Shut up." she sighs "It was hella great. When you get dominant and dirty… Fuck, that's hella hot!"
"Do you want to snuggle?"
"No, come here." she pulls her down "I love you."
"I love you, too. Do you think…" she bites her bottom lip.
"Hmm?"
"No, nothing."
"Talk to me, babe."
"Do you think" she sighs "once we start our new life and we also start school… we'll have the same fights?"
"We don't fight, we argue. As you said, we're both fucked up. Everything's gonna be fine. Believe it."
"I do."
"You do?" she grins.
"Well, someday I will also marry you, yes." she rolls her eyes.
"Are we way too idealistic?"
"Sometimes." she shrugs "But I guess we're gonna make it."
"How was it? Um… As long as… help me out, please, I know it was in the other reality, but I kinda love that."
"You mean, I'm so happy you're my partner in time?"
"Yeah. As long as you're my partner in crime." she smiles as she kisses her.
The brunette snuggles closer. They do not talk anymore. They drift asleep quietly in each other's arms.