Prompt: Stef and Lena + Break Away
A/N: Mature Content
"Follow me after the next song." She felt the breath rush against her skin, rustling curls as the whisper trickled into her ear. Stiffening, Lena followed the ever confident blonde with just her eyes as she strode from the small music room while the next performer took his seat. It took every ounce of self control she had to sit through the plunking music and not to fly out immediately after her. Her foot anxiously beat what would have been the even sixteenth notes, had the song been played with any concern for time or tempo. Finally, the player punched out the final cadence, landing heavily on the resolving chord and she politely clapped her hands together as she stepped out from her row, trying not to skip from the room.
"Psst." She followed the beckoning sound to her right, tiptoeing down the empty hall. Nearing an intersecting hallway she slowed, searching, when a hand reached out and pulled her around a corner. A shriek of laughter echoed through the corridor as she was spun and pressed against the wall, her laughter stifled by a strong, familiar hand.
"Shhh," the other woman warned through her own fit of muffled giggles.
"Stef, what are we doing out here?" she whispered.
"I couldn't sit through another awful, boring song." Stef rested one hand to the right of Lena's head, her other hand pressed her hip back against the wall.
"Honey, those are little kids. They're just learning. Everyone has to start somewhere." Lena fought it but couldn't keep the look off her face. She could feel her eyebrows arching and her chin raise just slightly so she was forced to look down her nose. It was the one of judgement, the one her mom wore every time she'd said something stupid as a child. She hated it but it was an instinct developed long ago.
"Yeah and I sat through my kid's awful, boring song," her girlfriend spoke in a hoarse whisper, wearing an easy, charming smile. After a year together, that judgmental look obviously had no affect on her. "That doesn't mean I need to listen to everyone else's kids' awful, boring songs." She brought her hand up to push a lock of hair behind Lena's ear.
"You're a terrible person," Lena said, her eyes narrowed, one corner of her mouth turned up, belying her straight face.
Stef brought her face so that it hovered so close to Lena's their lips almost brushed and Lena could feel her breath on her lips when she spoke. "Am I?" Her voice growled out of her throat. Lena's breath grew shallow as the air between them sizzled with tension. Stef's gaze slid from Lena's eyes down to her mouth. "Good thing I have you to straighten me out..." Her suggestive tone made Lena's stomach tighten pleasantly and she tried not to squirm as Stef lowered her lips achingly slow. She tipped her head back, her eyes fluttering closed, lips slightly parted. Her skin hummed as she waited. This torturous part before the kiss was always her favorite and Stef was so good at milking it.
The sensation of her lover's lips gently pressing against her own was enough to drive Lena into a frenzy. She wanted her desperately, her body suddenly ravenous. But they were in the hallway of a school. The school where she was an administrator, where Stef's son attended. The fact that she was doing this at all was pushing the limits and she knew she had to control herself. Which made it so much harder.
Heat smoldered between them. Lena pressed her tongue between Stef's eager lips, her hands tugging her closer by the waist of her jeans. Stef leaned against the length of her body, closing all of the space between them, pressing Lena back harder against the wall. When Stef pushed her leg between Lena's thighs, she resisted the urge to grind down against it, cursing herself. She reveled in the sensation as her girlfriend kissed her way down her jaw to her neck, her breath hot on Lena's skin. An occasional caress from her tongue drew out a quiet moan that sounded very loud in the empty hallway. When she felt Stef's fingers slip beneath the hem of her skirt, she gripped her girlfriend's shoulder in a half-hearted attempt stop her.
"Stef..." Her voice was breathless, giving away her desire to continue despite herself. "We can't." She gripped her arm harder, her nails digging into her bicep.
"Why not?" Stef's fingers crept along the softness on the inside of Lena's thigh, inching dangerously higher.
"I work here. What if someone comes out and sees?" She was on the verge of giggling, Stef's touch starting to tickle.
"No one's coming. Everyone's busy listening to the terrible music..." Stef's fingers were at the edge of her panties and suddenly all the air had been pressed out of Lena's lungs. She licked her lips and tilted her head back, an inhale hitching in her throat. Stef's fingers rubbed over her panties, teasing, making Lena very aware of how aroused she was. As though a switch had flipped, Lena lost what little remained of her self-control. Her hands flew to either side of Stef's face, dragging her up, kissing her hard. She felt her lover smile against her lips as Stef realized she was getting what she wanted. Her conceited smile turned Lena on even more, Stef's confidence always having been one of her most attractive features. But even though it made Lena weak in the knees, it also annoyed the hell out of her and she bit at Stef's lips, pulling at her lower lip with her teeth as if it were some sort of punishment for her arrogance. Stef fought back with her mouth as she slid her hand down into Lena's panties and against her wet skin.
Lena was desperate for more even before Stef started. She bent her knee to allow for better access and Stef caught her thigh, lifting her foot from the floor as she pressed her leg wider. The pulse between Lena's legs throbbed while her lover dipped her fingers into her before sliding them back out and settling on her clit. Her fingers worked deftly, quick and hard, Lena's body starving for her touch. Adrenaline and lust pumped through her and she dug her fingernails into Stef's scalp as the pressure built rapidly, each circle of Stef's fingers sending a scalding wave out to the ends of her limbs. Tiny, breathless whimpers spilled onto Stef's lips as Lena reached the edge, fighting to hold in a desperate moan. Her body strained down against her lover's hand, clinging to fistfuls of her hair, her eyebrows pulled together with the same tension that gripped the rest of her muscles like iron. Electricity pulsed through her body and despite herself a satisfied groan escaped, muffled by Stef's kisses.
Lena's chest heaved and a satiated grin spread across her face. She relaxed back, her head resting against the wall, eyes closed. Stef took advantage and kissed her neck gently as Lena recovered. Her body felt weightless and the lingering sensations were heightened, making her light headed. She cracked her eyes open, her teeth clamped down on her grinning lower lip. "This was so inappropriate," she whispered with laughter in her voice. She felt Stef slide her hand from beneath her skirt as she lifted her head to look at Lena.
"You're right, Assistant Vice Principal Adams." Stef's green eyes were flashing, gloating at Lena. "We should probably get back..." Utterly satisfied and not yet sobered enough to be mortified, Lena took hold of the collar of Stef's shirt and pulled her in to kiss her deeply, rewarding her arrogance.
