(A/N): Sorry I took so long to update this, I've been working diligently but when you have multiple projects to work on while also having stuff in real life, it takes some time. Also, I'm sorry for taking that hiatus on Rising From The Ashes, for personal reasons my collaborator needed a break. The next chapter should be coming around for that soon, as will chapter 3 of this. For now, here's chapter 2!
The two-day weekend afterwards was mostly lazy and uneventful. However, the Monday that school was back in session, things got a little bit more… interesting.
"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in!" Lacey greeted Lana at the entrance of the building.
Lana walked by completely ignoring her while whistling a tune she could've sworn sounded familiar. Kinda like an instrumental version of one of Scatman John's songs, matching the beat's rhythm and all. Though Lacey wasn't sure whether she ignored her on purpose or she simply couldn't hear her over the chatter from everyone else walking in, it struck a nerve with her. She followed her trail through the halls even though it was out of the way from her class, speed walking while weaving left and right to avoid crashing into any of the other students.
"I said… look what the cat dragged in!" Lacey repeated, tapping Lana's shoulder and glaring at her.
"Actually, I'd say the pussy dragged you in if you know what I mean." Lana cackled and did the V-and-tongue gesture. "Okay, perhaps that wasn't the best quip in my arsenal." She thought, though it wasn't like she was going to take it back. She let out a little chuckle and wagged her fingers goodbye with a grin as she sashayed away.
Lacey stood there with pinprick pupils and widened eyes. She nearly dropped her books as she watched Lana walk off so casually like that. She was the one who sashayed, her and the rest of Lindsey's posse! Not Lana, she didn't have that privilege! Her jaw went slack and her heart raced with the knowledge that she was technically right. "Why, why, WHY did I have to give in?! Just once, that's all it should have been, things were supposed to go back to normal today!"
And then the late bell rang, making Lacey sigh with bitter contempt and lingering lust that usually doesn't feel so strong early in the morning.
During lunchtime, she was still feeling bitter and horny, but mostly bitter. She growled quietly as her eyes scanned the cafeteria. Soon enough, she caught sight of Lana walking away from the line with a filled-up lunch tray. Lana took a seat at the table right in front of the one Lacey was sitting at. She was minding her own business at first, until Lacey decided to instigate things again.
"Hey you! What's the big idea?! You trash-eating, slimy, no-good piece of ver-"
Lana lifted her head and tilted it in confusion while leaning, before cracking a lopsided smile and sitting back upright. She picked up a carton of milk and shook it with one hand while motioning towards her breasts with the other, then motioning to Lacey's breasts. She kept doing that until Lacey froze up, going from yelling like an angry Karen in a store to being quiet as a mouse. A mouse caught in the claws of a feline hunter.
Suddenly, the thought of Lana reaching out in front of her, slowly pulling her dress down just enough for her tits to bounce out, and planting her lips on her nips took over her mind. Her face started to turn red and heat up. She was also holding a carton of milk in her hand, and she accidentally squeezed it, hard enough to crush the carton and spill milk everywhere. The cold, white milk covered her hand and dripped down her wrist, trickling down to the lunch table. She hyperventilated as she tried to calm herself down.
"Uhh… you good there, Lacey?" One of her friends sitting at her table asked.
All Lacey could do was utter a truthful "no" as she remained deep in her lewd thoughts. The more she delved into them, the lewder they got, and the more turned on she got as well. Her hormones started firing in her body yet again. She couldn't focus on anything else let alone eating lunch, so to take care of things before she could make an even bigger scene, she ran off to the restrooms as fast as her legs could carry her. She knew that her friends would inquire her about everything later, but she'd cross that bridge when she got to it. For now, there were more important matters to tend to.
During then, she realized that if she kept trying to get a rise out of Lana, it would only ricochet back at her if Lana was going to continue being so nonchalant and casually vulgar about how she responded. Whether it was in the form of a witty remark or a visual innuendo, each attempt backfired on her and resulted in Lacey being to one riled up. One night wasn't enough for her. She needed more, she would go crazy if she didn't! It had been eating away at her over the weekend, no matter how much she tried to suppress the thoughts and urges. So, she decided to change her game plan to a more direct approach.
In math class, she made sure to specifically choose a seat behind Lana. Though that was a bit difficult since Lana preferred the back row in that class where all the other students that barely had any grasp on the concepts being taught were. Lacey much preferred the front, and having to be in the very back up against the wall made it very difficult to see what was on the board. She ripped a piece of paper from her book as quietly and neatly as she could and wrote something on it, then took out a yellow post-it note and wrote something on that too. After that, she crumbled up the piece of paper into a ball, stuck the post-it note on it, and threw it at Lana.
It hit the back of Lana's head directly. She didn't reach at first, but a few moments later she grumbled something, cracked her knuckles and turned around. As soon as she did, she got whacked on the nose by the same paper ball, and she caught it in her hands. She saw Lacey there behind her and got ready to throw it back, but noticed the post-it note. It read "Open me!" And she did. The paper also had a message on it, which read "Round 2 at your house?"
Lana's scowl turned into a mischievous grin. She took out another piece of paper and post-it note and did the same thing before tossing it at Lacey. She watched her open it up and read it to herself. "Hungry for more of last night, huh? Well, my folks are gonna be home tonight so I don't think it'll be a good idea to come to my house. How about yours?"
Lacey spotted one of her classmates in the back looking at them and trying to read the note. She shot him a glare and growled until he turned back around in a hurry. Then she did the same as before and tossed it to Lana in her own form of note-passing.
"Mine are home too but they barely notice anything. I'm usually in my room anyway, so maybe you can sneak in somehow. If they come in, hide in the closet. You're familiar with being in the closet anyway so that shouldn't be a problem for you."
Right as soon as Lana saw it she was working on another note and threw that one as well. "Oh ha ha, very funny. I should be saying that about you instead because I came out long ago. But I'm in, so same time as yesterday?"
Unfortunately for them, the teacher took notice of the paper ball throwing and note passing. "Ahem! Lana Loud, Lacey St. Claire, is there a problem between the two of you?"
Lacey didn't know what to say, as she wasn't used to being in trouble with a teacher. Lana was quite casual and even leaned back a little bit. "No sir, everything's a-okay between the two of us."
"Then why were you throwing paper balls at each other? Are there notes in them? Do you wish to share them with the class?"
"No sir."
"Is it more important than learning how to solve equations with imaginary numbers?"
"Ye- I mean, no sir."
"Then pay attention to the board, both of you."
The teacher went back to the lesson, and Lana and Lacey stop the paper ball throwing and note passing. Before getting back to work, though, they gave each other a wink and a thumbs-up to let each other know that it was settled. Things should go smoothly from there, or so they thought.
It was dark outside and tonight, Lola and Lindsey were heading to the Royal Woods Cinema. One of the new movies playing was a remake of an old one, something about four people coming across a game that teleports them into the world of said game and them needing to find a way out. They never saw the original, but since they had nothing better to do and they wanted to have an excuse to hang out, they decided on movie night.
Besides, the darkness of the theater would give them some cover for what else they planned on. It wouldn't be much, but it would definitely make the movie more enjoyable for the both of them. Especially if there were going to be any boring parts or if the snacks ran out.
The adrenaline from the nervousness they were feeling due to the risk of getting caught mixed with the excitement of what they had planned. It wasn't the first time they did something with each other in a public setting, though it wasn't like they did so often either. This would be the second time, the first time being that improvised hatefuck in a changing room stall at the mall the month before.
"Two tickets to Welcome To The Jungle please!" Lola said upon getting to the ticket booth.
"Hey, you look kind of familiar… like I've seen you a long time ago but you were like…" The attendant held up their hands as if holding a small rectangular box. "Smaller. Like part of that huge family that got banned from this place."
"Uhh… no, not ringing any bells. I wasn't ever banned from this place, heh heh."
"Okay then. You two have fun."
They took their tickets and went inside, getting a bucket of buttered popcorn and a large soda, both of which they intended to share. Along the way towards the theater where the movie would soon be playing, they had a little chat.
"What was up with that guy back there?" Lindsey asked bemusedly.
"Oh, the guy that gave us the tickets? I dunno how, but I think he might've recognized me from a long time ago. My family has had to travel outside a 60 mile radius to see any new movies for as long as I can remember. Same situation with swimming pools except it's always been my older sisters being the reason here."
"Damn, what are you guys even doing that keeps getting you banned from the movies?"
"Either getting too lovey-dovey with their partners for the time being, mostly. Not always the case though. First time was Lori who gave her boyfriend a handy during the coming attractions so now every family reunion whenever I see those two I can't help but think about that incident but being as innocent as I was back then I just thought she wanted a lot of popcorn, so you can't really blame me for calling up and threatening to make a necklace out of their teeth as soon as we got home."
"Uhh… wow, and she did that while sitting in the same row as her family? Kinda fucked up."
"Nah, she was sitting in the row behind us. And the second time was when Luna and her girlfriend were talking dirty to each other the whole damn time and I could hear every single word they were saying. That was at a different theater but it's thanks to them that I found out why Lynn would always laugh whenever she'd see or hear about the number 69. That and the lack of safe search on the family computer."
"Again, kinda fucked up."
"Yeah but that's nothing compared to when I was ten and on April Fool's Day we were hiding from Luan's antics yet again and she found us at the movie theater… and decided she was going to prank everyone else there too by projecting the Octopus Girl thing onto the screen. And that's how we got banned from Royal Woods theater, so maybe that's why he said I looked familiar."
"Eeugh…" Lindsey shuddered.
"I know, right? Yeah, my family's kooky as hell but the thing is that they got caught. We won't."
"You sure?"
"I'm positive. So don't prove me wrong, alright?" Lola gave her a pleading smile as they walked in through the rows and took their seats. Coming attractions were still playing, so they had some time to settle down and get comfortable without missing anything.
After setting the popcorn off to the side in a seat they weren't sitting in, they faced each other and nodded with sly grins. Lola laid back and let herself relax while Lindsey reached for the waistband of Lola's shiny and glittery dark pink skirt. She dipped that hand into her panties as well and kept going lower, lower than she intended to. She was hoping to find the clit first, but settled with rubbing her slick folds with two of her fingers instead.
She kept doing that, making them more and more moist and travelling up and down yet not finding the clit. Lindsey decided that she'd do that soon enough. After all, it can't be too hard when you're a girl yourself, right? She dug those two fingers slowly inside to prevent Lola from making any sudden loud noises.
Lola inhaled sharply through her nose and bit her lip as she felt her partner's fingers start sliding back and forth inside her. It wasn't all that rough, in fact it was much smoother than how the fingering portions of their sessions usually started. Still, it was difficult not to moan or whine as it was happening. She panted softly and lazily, enough for Lindsey to hear but too quiet for anyone else to take notice of. They were too busy watching the coming attractions, eating, talking quietly among each other, or using their phones as they waited for the "silence your cellphones and enjoy the show" screen to come up.
Lindsey pulled her fingers out and started moving upwards. It was easier now that they were wet, and eventually she found a little nub. She rubbed it a few times in a circular motion and looked at Lola's reaction to make sure it was what she thought it was. Judging by her rocking back and panting even harder, it was safe to say that she found it. What wasn't safe, however, was what she did next.
"FOUND THE CLIT!" Lindsey yelled at the top of her lungs in that high-pitched 16 year old teen voice of hers. In front of everyone in the theater. The coming attractions on the screen immediately froze up and the theater got even more silent than before. They could've sworn they heard crickets chirping.
Lola sank into her seat, her face burning hot and bright red and wishing she could disappear right then and there. She looked at Lindsey with an incredulous expression, who had a blank face but the kind that made it obvious she was also screaming internally. And probably dying a little bit on the inside. Still, she didn't move her hand away.
"Yep." Lola whispered quietly.
Around then, the usher came around, walking down the aisle and eventually finding the two of them. He narrowed his eyes at them, knowing full well that they were the guilty ones. What with them being frozen stiff, looking absolutely mortified, blushing like crazy, and Lindsey's hand still down Lola's skirt. Yeah, they weren't gonna be able to lie their way out of that.
His eyes shifted towards Lola. "You look familiar…"
And with that they were kicked out of the theater and were walking away, their hands in their pockets. They stared down at the ground as they did so, refusing to make eye contact with each other or even speak. Neither of them had plans on going further later on that day at that point, though they knew the anger would pass. Eventually, anyway.
Meanwhile, Lacey was idly reading a book at her desk until she heard a knock on her bedroom window. She put the book down unfolded, pages face-up and turned towards the noise. She walked over, and there was the girl she had been waiting for the whole time. She opened the window and in climbed Lana.
"Hey there." Lana greeted.
"How on Earth did you get up here, anyway?" Lacey asked.
"Ehh, just brought my ladder all the way here. Heavy lifting and good balance can be pretty helpful."
"Okay, but what are you going to do if it falls down before you leave?"
"Well either you could distract the 'rents while I leave through the front door, or I could stay the night~"
Lacey blushed a little at the prospect of what the latter might entail, but her rationale set in. "Then how are you going to go to school tomorrow, what if my parents see you tomorrow, and what about your parents?"
"Oh. Yeah, you got a point. So if you can distract yours long enough for me to leave once we're done, then there won't be any problems."
"Remember the closet thing if they hear us though, okay?"
"You got it." And with that, Lana practically tossed Lacey onto the canopy bed that was pretty similar to Lola's design-wise. The difference was that it was predominantly a vanilla color and the wood used to build it was also a lighter color, more similar to birch.
She leapt onto the bed too, pouncing right on top of Lacey and hovering over her. She wasted no time pulling their clothes off so fast she nearly ripped them off. Her hat even flew off in the process as she was pulling Lacey's panties off of her body with her teeth and swinging her head side to side before flinging them across the room. She even growled a little as she did so, grinning when she noticed Lacey frozen there and blushing madly.
"Jesus, I know I was desperate but you've already gone feral and we just started!"
"Hah, you think this is me going feral? This is just the beginning, if anything." Lana replied and moved herself forward so that her face was only inches away from Lacey's buxom. "You saw me on Friday, you should have a better idea what 'feral' looks like by now."
Her hot breath blowing on her chest in little puffs made Lacey shiver, ironically enough. She was sweating with anticipation, recalling her earlier fantasy that Lana had put into her mind back at school. Guess she wasn't just a tease after all. And apparently Lana had the same idea because with barely any warning she plunged her face right in there, eliciting a quiet gasp from Lacey. Her chest heaved when she felt a familiar sharp sensation. She looked down to see Lana eyeballing her with her incisors and canine teeth digging into the skin that covered the cavity of her chest in the middle of her ribs.
Lana moved all around the top half of her body biting anywhere she could and at various levels of strength. She bit hard around the sides and collarbone, not too hard but still hard enough to get a reaction out of Lacey on her tits and neck, and even on her bottom lip softly in that her bottom teeth barely dug into it. She lightly licked where she bit Lacey's lip and licked her own before going in for a wet kiss, all while keeping her pinned down by pushing her weight down onto her body.
While she was doing all this, Lacey kept gasping and moaning with every bite. She put a hand to her mouth and kept her pointer finger there, biting down as well to keep herself from making too much noise. She moved her hand away from her mouth when Lana had shifted her attention there, and moaned breathlessly during the kiss. She could feel the warmth of their crotches pressed together, which only made her feel even more lightheaded and out of breath.
Much to her surprise, just as Lacey thought Lana was going to pull her lips away she poked her tongue through instead and started massaging it against her own. Normally she would have gone full germaphobe and pulled away because 'eww that's someone else's tongue in my mouth and their saliva too who knows where that thing has been except I do know ew gross.' Yet she found herself allowing it and even returning the favor, though at a much slower rate than Lana. To be fair though, Lacey didn't have any prior experience with frenching. Although she did think about it occasionally.
Lacey poked her tongue anywhere she could. She ran it over her rather big and sharp teeth and teased the gap where a set of permanent front teeth should've been at this point. Damn alligators and their brutal death rolls. She tasted her lips and the insides of her cheeks. All the while, she slowly but surely got used to intertwining her tongue with Lana's. It was still no easy feat and was far from perfect, but with practice comes improvement.
She had also been holding onto Lana's arms to hold herself up, similar to when she had done so back during that Friday night. The difference was the positions they were in and what they were doing as she held on. She kept her grip even as Lana pulled her face away from hers.
With Lana now upright on her knees rather than on all fours, she had managed to pull Lacey up with her. For the hell of it, she stood up fully, and lo and behold Lacey was lifted up as well with no signs of trouble. She lowered herself a little and cracked yet another one of her grins, the kind that proudly showed off all her pearly whites (though they were more of a slightly yellowish tint than white).
She leaned in close to Lacey's ear and whispered, "Remember the milk thing?" Not even waiting for an answer since she already knew full well that Lacey not only remembered it but that it probably stuck out in her mind. Lola knew her (former) rival like the back of her hand, and Lana knew hers the same way. She pounced Lacey and brought her down onto the bed again, causing it to creak slightly with some noise.
"Shhh! They'll hear us!" Lacey scolded, nearly her entire body sweating and overcome with heat. The blush on her face hadn't faded in the slightest.
Lana only snickered quietly and went on with what she already had planned. Surprising for her nature, she was gentle in planting her lips around Lacey's right nipple. However, she did so in a very teasing manner which was fully expected from her. She lingered there for two seconds at most at a time, then pulled back. She did that a few more times before lightly licking it with just the tip of her tongue, reveling in the sounds of Lacey quietly squeaking while very obviously trying and failing to hold it back.
She went to the other nipple and teased it the same way. It took a lot of willpower to keep teasing for as long as she did. She didn't want to be too hasty and wanted to draw out the time she had with her rival, but her libido was a powerful thing and she didn't want to lose herself too quickly. So to hurry things up, she got more serious, using the whole top of her tongue rather than the tip to lick. And while her lips closed around the nipple, it was her bottom tongue that did the job while she sucked.
She switched from left to right whenever she saw fit, showing strategy and holding back in preparation rather than slobbering wildly. To keep her impatience at bay, Lana also gently and slowly rubbed her crotch against Lacey's. She could tell it was already too much for the pompous girl, soon enough it would be time to go further into the session. She wasn't sure when, but it was only a matter of ti-
"Aaaah!" Lacey cried out at the top of her lungs. It bypassed her method of holding back any noise, and soon she heard footsteps.
"Shit, I think they heard us." Lana said and stopped.
"Go in the closet!" Lacey hissed and got up, shoving Lana off her and pulling her off the bed by the arm as she jumped off.
She raced towards the large walk-in closet and flung its doors open, then shoved Lana inside it and shut them as quickly as she could. Lucky for the both of them, it was just fast enough. Lacey even had time to grab a nightshirt from it just before she had closed the closet doors and throw it on right as her parents opened the door to her room.
"What happened, are you okay?" Lacey's father asked worriedly. He was a burly man that wore a suit despite being in the house, shaved and only had the telltale signs of stubble that he couldn't get rid of.
"And where are your books?" Lacey's mother inquired. She was a slender woman that wore a blouse and neat pants that looked similar to a suit. She had an intimidating glare and drawn-back lips that curled into a small frown.
"I… I accidentally stubbed my toe…" Lacey lied, her eyes shifting to the door of the walk-in closet. "On the corner of the closet door. It was jutting out a little bit and I didn't notice."
"Oh. So you're okay?" Her father asked.
"Yep, fine as can be! It doesn't even hurt anymore." Lacey gave the two of them a buck-toothed grin and held it even as they started walking away. It fell once they closed the door and she turned around to open the closet doors. Though what she didn't see was her mother rolling her eyes and scoffing quietly as she walked away.
"Okay, you can come out n-" Lacey was caught off-guard by Lana suddenly yanking her into the closet and closing the doors again.
Lana flipped the light switch, illuminating the closet. She held Lacey closely against her own body, docking breasts and groping her ass as she did so. "I think we can stay here for longer. That way, you don't have to come out before you know for sure." Lana said with a smirk and a glint in her eyes
"Know what for sure?"
"If you really like this thing we have going on."
"W-well, what thing? You're lucky I'm letting you have a second time with me, you know. Once we're done, we're done. Got that?"
"Hmm. Well, then that's what the closet's for. Just keep it boring while closet scoring 'til you're ready."
"The hell do you mean ready? It's just hormones and we're taking care of them, that's all."
Lana rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Alright, if you say so. We'll see, I guess. Also, watch this." She picked Lacey up with a hefty grunt and held her in the air for a moment. She smiled and put her back on the ground.
"What did you do that for?" Lacey asked, still surprised by how sudden is was.
"Just wanted to make sure I'd be able to lift you up. Say, you know why everyone likes the number 69?"
"Because they're immature and think everything is sex, sex, and more sex?"
"Yeah, but also because it's fun! Just get down, and I'll show you why."
"Uhh…" Lacey trailed off, but crouched down onto her hands and knees anyway. She gasped as she felt herself lifted in the air again, this time upside down.
Her mind swirled and she was dizzy for a moment before she regained her bearings. When it did, right in front of her face was Lana's crotch. What made her dizzy again was the combination of the visual moistness, blistering heat that rivaled fire itself, and strong pheromonal odor that smelled both bad and good at the same time. She wasn't sure to think, she barely could with everything happening at once.
Lacey's legs were hooked on Lana's shoulders, her ankles crossed together right near the back of her neck and thighs spread open. Her crotch was also right in Lana's face thanks to the tomboy holding her up by the hips, wrapping her arms around her. Thanks to the strength that came with heavy lifting, exercising, gator wrestling, and sparring with Lola and Lynn over the years, it was easy for her to hold Lacey up. She just needed to make sure to have a good grip, and that was also something she had.
It was a little difficult with the way she wriggled about when she started tasting the academic aristocrat, however. It was also difficult to keep her balance when she felt some tongue action going on for her as well. She stumbled a little, making Lacey stop what she was doing out of nervousness. So, she backed up against the left wall of the walk-in closet and pressed up against it for balance. That did the trick and they were back to enjoying their meals without too much worry.
Lacey in particular was quickly learning that despite everything else about the act that made it rather daunting, the taste was worth it. She lost herself in an almost trance-like state, humming as she left no area untouched by her tongue. It was difficult to reach the clit in her position since she was being held low, but she managed.
Each time she was able to reach there she heard Lana's normally deep moans raise in pitch, letting her know she was doing something right. It took some effort to keep her buck tooth away, as she didn't think she'd appreciate feeling enamel digging into such a sensitive area. Or maybe she did, for all she knew it was plausible. Who knew the true extent of her adversary/lover's kinks? She didn't need to know, she had it in her head that after tonight, things would go back to normal. They had to, right?
"Oh lord, did I just fall into a rabbit hole?" Lacey thought frantically. She was feeling even dizzier than before and her vision swam as a familiar strong feeling started building up within her.
She took a deep breath and plunged her face into Lana's cunt, licking the fastest she ever licked anything. An explosion of ecstasy set off inside her body and flooded her mind. Lacey grabbed ahold of Lana's thighs as if to prevent herself from fainting right then and there.
Lana shut her eyes and licked faster as well, practically drinking the orgasm. Her own soon followed and she thrust forward while pressing her legs together. Her eyes shot open and she nearly bit down out of habit but was able to stop herself. At first she heard a gurgling sound but it quieted down as quickly as it had begun.
Once they were both done, Lana gently laid Lacey front-first onto the closet's carpet. They panted hoarsely while recovering, sinking in their spots. Lana hunched over and held a hand to the wall while Lacey remained splayed out before she tiredly picked herself up off the ground and turned around. Her eyes were halfway closed, yet a flicker of determination and desire sparked within her. Lana could see it, and she responded to it with an amused smirk.
"If you thought that was impressive, then come over here so I can show you another trick."
Lacey stayed on the ground for a little bit more before finding it in her to get up. "Just one more, I don't think I can… huff… take anymore." She tiredly walked over to where Lana was and allowed herself to be held up. "What are you going to do?"
"Just watch and learn. Trust me when I say that you're never gonna forget me after this." Lana boasted.
She picked Lacey up again, this time lifting her up by the left thigh with one arm and wrapping the other around her waist. She propped Lacey's leg up with her own right leg and kept both raised. Both of them were standing on one leg and Lana leaned against the wall while Lacey leaned forward against Lana while holding onto her in a hugging embrace. It took Lacey a moment to realize she was hugging her and let go, only to topple backwards and grab on again so she wouldn't fall.
"Just get started already." Lacey grumbled under her breath.
Heeding her request, Lana pulled her closer and held on tightly as pussy-on-pussy contact was made. They both sucked in a sharp breath through their clenched teeth. As the one unfamiliar with tribbing, Lacey opted to follow Lana's movements, unsure how to do them herself. She was new to this whole 'sex' thing and she barely ever watched any porn in her life, afraid of how her parents would react if they knew. She barely got much of a break from her studies either, and she usually opted to spend that time with more wholesome matters.
The pace picked up rather quickly, similar to the ride she experienced on Friday yet different too. This felt more natural, real flesh providing the pleasure rather than a piece of plastic. Instead of thrusting inside her walls they were rubbed up against, allowing her to feel every detail. It was such an alien experience to her, and she loved every moment of it.
She didn't want to admit it either, she didn't want to show weakness to someone she considered to be an enemy. Yet without being able to stop herself, she babbled a string of more profanities than she ever said in her head let alone out loud. "Ohmygodohfuckohshitfuckingfuckmelikeabitch…" She sputtered, burying her face into the crook of Lana's neck to muffle it. She certainly didn't need her parents to come back up to her room, and she didn't want to hear it herself either.
Lana kept her eyes screwed shut and bit her lip on the left side. Her left canine tooth jutted out over it while her left incisor dug in. The minimal amount of pain she felt from that wasn't nearly enough to distract her from the pleasure, but it did keep her quiet for a little bit. That is, before she let go of her lip, gruffly grunting, growling, and snarling every time they hit home. It sounded so rough that Lacey wondered if she had to gargle gravel to get it to sound so deep and animalistic. In fact, it was nearly as rough as Lana herself was in the moment but not quite. Her nails dug into Lacey's skin while Lacey held on with a death grip.
"A-ah, ah, ahhn, I-I'm almost there!" Lacey mewled.
"M-me too!" Lana grunted in response.
They sloppily tribbed as wet slapping noises filled the confines within the closet, and the heat of the friction getting hotter and hotter. Their strength was waning the closer they got, which they had only just begun to notice. Their sweaty bodies slipping and sliding slightly against the wall and each other alongside their toes curling constantly made it more difficult to keep their balance.
Suddenly, they arched forward, pressing their clits and by extent their entire crotches together in nearly perfect symmetry. Ripples of energy took over their entire bodies and they both shook. A few moments later, their strength gave out and Lana set Lacey back on her feet. They sat down on the carpeted floor, panting with their faces flushed.
"T-that was awesome… guess it's possible to hold someone while scissoring after all!" Lana said.
"I… I guess it was b-better than I ex-expected..." Lacey said, trying to hide the bliss in her voice and failing as she let out a dreamy sigh. Without meaning to but too tired to stop herself, she snuggled up next to Lana and rested her head on her lap.
Lana looked down at her with a smile. She knew she was definitely going to tease Lacey even more later on, and she knew she would have to get going soon. For now, though, she decided to enjoy the time they had together and she closed her eyes to lightly rest as well while basking in the afterglow.
