Disclaimer: I don't own the Victorious concept or characters. I haven't the entire time I've been writing this. Schneider's Bakery and Nickelodeon own their characters. I do own the original characters, but what am I gonna do with them? Maybe an inter-gender baseball team? Anyways, don't sue.
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Trina led Maddy away from the party, out of the house and down the street toward where her car was parked. Even as they walked through the darkened street, Trina was keenly aware of where everyone was. The rout to her car was well lit, one of the reasons Trina chose that direction, and there were plenty of houses she could stop at in an emergency. Trina liked to be safety minded when dealing with parties. She'd heard too many horror stories of girls getting raped, even volunteering as a peer counselor at Hollywood Arts, trying to help girls who went to a party, and things got out of hand. It wasn't that many girls, but the sheer number was still frightening to the Latina. Worse, she got to see how much damage one mistake could make to an individuals life. It made her grateful for Jade's protective nature.
Trina and the former model soon found themselves turning to enter a small court. Once inside, Trina led the way to her car, conveniently parked in the driveway of a home, like it belonged there. With her keys in hand, she pushed the button and unlocked it, motioning for Maddy to get in.
"Back away, I have a large, ferocious dog." Came a voice from inside the house, even as motion active floodlights lit the front yard of the home, blinding the girls, preventing them from seeing so much as the slightest movement of the front door.
"It's just me, Trina." Trina called out. "I'm picking up my car." Her hand had reflexively covered her face.
"Did you enjoy your party?" The woman asked, now sounding infinitely more friendly. As their eyes adjusted t the light, they could tell that the door never opened. Instead, they heard a soft buzz in the short silence, letting them both know an intercom was at play.
"Yea, but it's time to go." Trina called back. "Thanks again for letting me use your driveway."
"My son wants to know if your single, and over eighteen." The woman said.
"Not single any more." Maddy called out.
"I think that's something we'll be discussion." Trina told the tall girl as they got into the car. Soon they were on their way to Maddy's place, and with it, the more uncertain part of their evening.
Trina found herself driving through L.A. towards one of the more expensive buildings in the Hollywood Area. Trina soon pulled into the drop-off lane of a high tech high rise, with a valet service waiting in case she was staying.
"Percy, would you park this and send up the keys?" Maddy asked the young man waiting there. "My unused spot should do just fine."
"Yes ma'am." The young man said as he rushed around to take Trina's place in the driver seat. The Latina seemed reluctant to give up her spot in the car, however.
"Trina, please, come up." Maddy asked. "We really need to talk about what almost happened." Her eyes fluttered, an invitation that Trina was sure few men could resist.
"Yea, that's what I'm afraid of." Trina replied. 'Still, we need to talk about this, cause, for the first time, I wanted to feel a girl up, and not just to prove to myself they weren't real.' Sighing, she got out of the car, keys still inside, and let the young man drive off towards the underground parking lot. "He'll take good care of it, right?"
"His tip depends on it." Maddy assured her with a chuckle. "Come, let me show you around." Her hand went out, offering to lead the shorter girl. Trina followed, but held off holding the girls hand. "This was once one of those old hotels where people would rent rooms for months on end. You know, live here. But as the years went by, they converted this place into an apartment building, high end of course, but it maintains that classic look."
They'd walked into the building, and Trina marveled at the high ceilings, stretching upward a second story's height, giving plenty of room for the chandelier's that lit the main lobby. The words "Hyperion Hotel" were scribed on a couple of the walls, a reminder of what this place once was. The doorman's desk, once the registration desk for the hotel, was to one side, with offices and other serves beyond. A round couch sat in the center, with other seating arrangements forming lounge areas in the lobby, while to the side hallways led to the other first story amenities. Amenities, she'd learn, like the dining hall, turned into a restaurant that presumably delivered to the rooms, and maintained accounts for those wishing to pay in advance. A professional kitchen served the food, and a second entrance allowed the non-resident guests to enter, granting privacy to the residents living in the building. Still other services remained hidden down those halls.
"We have both a rooftop pool, as well as one in the basement, because some people love sunning themselves by the pool, and others enjoy swimming indoors, where you have climate control." Madeline explained as she paused to point a few things out. "This place used to have a butload of rooms where people lived, old hotel style. Only, most of them have been converted into single family dwellings. More space per apartment, but fewer rooms. But there are enough old style suites for those that want them. Classic suites that still look like the classic rooms of yore, for those who want to live that old style, thirties life style. Of course the rooms, all of them, they cost a bit more then similar sized apartments in near by buildings, but is so worth it when you consider that you're paying for one of the best places to live in the valley." She smiled, proud of her home. "I'm near the top, in one of the penthouse rooms. Note, penthouse here starts about the tenth floor, so there are apartments above me, but... I have a two thousand plus foot apartment, two bedrooms, three baths, with an additional thousand feet of terrace, and loads of views. Overall, with everything else considered, it's not a bad place to live. The elevators are this way." She waved to the doorman, and one of his assistants walked over to give her some package that they'd signed for.
"You have valets, and a doorman?" Trina whispered, not quite believing it.
"Plus the doorman has two assistants, bell boys for lack of a better word, who do all kinds of chiz. They'll help carry your groceries up, deliver stuff, cover for the doorman during his off hours, etc. Of course, we also have more then one doorman, since they do need to work in shifts, have time off, that kind of stuff. Apparently we're in Los Angeles, and lets face it, this is a twenty four hour burg." Maddy chucked at that thought, but continued to lead the way to the elevators, package in hand.
The elevators were old fashion, grand and fancy and only lacked someone standing inside to operate them for the riders. Modern times had eliminate the elevator operator. The walls were brass coated, making things reflective and shinny, with a gold tint. "We have a freight elevator as well, naturally, but it's not nearly as nice. Carry's loads of chiz, though." Maddy enjoyed the small talk, which Trina suspected was to disarm the tension between them.
Trina was looking the place up on her phone, giving her that distraction. "Says here you even have a health spa, with a day spa available if you wanna use it."
"Costs extra, the day spa, but man, it's nice after a long day of your dad telling you how much he hopes you find a good guy to take care of you, cause girls need a guy to make them feel safe and secure." Maddy sounded hurt, edging on angry. "Is looking this place up making you feel safer?"
"So, just to be clear, this here," Trina motioned between them, "this isn't just acting out, maybe an act of rebellion against daddy?"
"Won't lie, I've done that." The tall blond admitted. "But no, this wasn't planned. Hell, before we tried to take one another, back at the party, I believed that this was all in Beck's imagination. I mean, it sounds like it should belong there. His last girlfriend winds up with a hot Latina, and then his next one had a thing for said Latina's sister. That's movie of the week maternal."
"Says here you have a roof top restaurant, fourteen stories up. Is that true?" Trina asked. "Sorry, but this is the kind of place I wanna stay at while I'm away from home, before returning to my fabulous Hollywood hills mansion and basking in the glory of my success."
"Glad you like it." Maddy said as they rode the elevator up. Silence covered them for a few moments as the door opened on the fourteenth floor, and she led her friend to the door of her apartment. "There are only a couple of singles like this in the upper floors. Most of the rooms this high are larger apartments, where whole families, and their staff, live and work. I got this place cause it was supposed to be a place for the staff of one of the other tenants, but they didn't want to pay extra. Plus, it's not directly connected, so..."
Maddy opened the door, ushering them both into the suite, secure in the knowledge that no one was going to follow them through the heavy security that the hotel provided. Once in, Trina was able to take in the size of the place. The central living area had a nice living room slash dining room area, with the terrace directly in front of them, visible through the may window, while doors sat to either side. The bathroom, a half bath, was to her left before they got into the open living area, just past the small closet.
"Nice television." Trina commented, trying to process how much stuff was there, despite it not being that much. A couch, a couple of chairs, and then a dining room set down to the right a bit. The kitchen was opposite the terrace from the dining room, and there was a laundry room hidden next to it, between the kitchen and the entry, but only accessible from the kitchen. The master bedroom was beyond the dining area, with it's huge master bath, and a walk in closet with a separate entrance if Maddy wanted to use it. The other bedroom was still huge, at least a hundred and sixty square feet without adding in the bathroom and walk in closet, but had no other entrance. The terrace ran the length of the apartment, with sliding glass doors granting access from the main living area, as well as each bedroom. Overall, it was an impressive sight at over twenty two hundred square feet, plus terrace.
"Glad you like it." Maddy said, pointing to the television. "I chose a big one, cause I don't have a home theater."
"Wait, you live here, right?" Trina asked, as if something suddenly hit her. "Were, exactly, do your parents live?"
"Dad's got a place in Beverly hills, but spends most of his time in San Francisco, staying up to date with the international stock markets." Maddy explained. "He used to live in New York, but complained that it was to hard to visit there without getting married. Mom, however, lives in the Big Apple, cause of course she does."
"And you're here?" Trina asked.
"I don't get along with any of the people dad surrounds himself with, and my brother needed me near by." Maddy had sauntered over to the couch, slouching down before sitting up. "He's going to the Pacific Coast Academy now. I'm near as I can be without wazzing off dad. Bro gets family, and I get to live alone in this place. But hay, dad did find it for me, pays the rent, lets me use the killer amenities. Plus, I'm going to UCLA next year, so that's a thing."
"You must be so lonely." Trina said, feeling for the girl.
"Sometimes, this place feels like a very well furnished prison." Maddy confessed. "And the pool, the Jacuzzi, both in public areas. Can't swim nude."
"Which brings us back to you making a pass at me." Trina said.
"I think you kinda invited that pass." Maddy countered. "Um, maybe, I think. You did lean in, right?"
"I.. I'm not sure" Trina admitted.
"But you kissed back." Maddy said. "There was defiantly passion. Maybe even groping. I felt something trying to dig into my ass."
"It's pretty solid." Trina agreed. "Strong glutes you have there. I mean, yea, it's a butt, kinda squishy, but it's also so strong, like a dancers."
"So…?" Maddy said, trying to look seductive, and for the first time in her memory, feeling like she'd failed.
"So?" Trina asked, feeling like she was once again on the defensive.
"Keep me company?" The blond said, her violet eyes hungry.
"What, exactly, do you mean by that?" Trina wondered aloud.
"You could help me feel less lonely." Maddy said, facing down while her eyes looked up at Trina, all while playing with the hem of her blouse. "Maybe help keep me warm. I know how cold the world can feel with your all alone."
"You broke up with Beck just a few hours ago." Trina Tried, but she knew she'd fallen into a trap. 'I came up. Damn it, I came up, and now I have to figure a way to leave.'
"Thus making it all feel that much colder." Maddy countered. "Trina, I can play nice. Just let me know what kind of nice you'd like to play."
"I-I'm not, I mean..." Trina was struggling with her words. The buxom blond hadn't moved, was sitting on the couch, yet Trina felt like she was being stalked. "Look, I'm not sure if I'm ready for this."
"Then lets agree that no means no." Maddy said, smiling a sweet smile. Her posture shifted, less hungry, but still offering something. "But can you just hold me? I'd like to start by having you hold me. I need that, Trina. I'm not used to this, being on the prowl. Normally, I look at a guy sideways, they're getting an erection. I need to know if you care, if there's a chance I can have someone who I look up to."
"How?" Trina asked, yet still found herself sitting down near the other girl. She kept her distance, not sure she could stop what was starting, but also not so sure she wanted too. "I'm struggling to make anything here, in my chosen field. Everyone is telling me to stop, that I lack even the most basic talent needed to make it. You, my god, you have so much. You are already a successful model, and your going to collage, to study business, take over your family's business. You're rich, have this awesome apartment, the whole world at your feet. Maddy. Madeline. How in the world could you look up to me?"
"Becks blind." The taller girl replied, while pushing her double D's out at Trina. "He wants the challenge, while missing that your everything he claims to want. Pretty. Hell, beautiful, with that curvaceous figure, and I love your eyes. But that's hardly it. See, everyone tells you how untalented you are, and yet you not only keep trying, you succeed. Maybe not nearly as much as they will, but your making it. I admire your drive. Me, I had my life handed to me. Yes, I was a model, but I have the physique, and while it's not easy, I'm the daughter of a model, and many of my clients chose me before they ever saw my book, cause they'd meet me at one of my dad's parties, and want to fuck me." She chuckled, breaking the tension for just a moment. "Lots of perves in the fashion industry. Sometimes, I believe they take you over seas for a shoot, then suddenly your in a country where your over the age of consent, and they put the pressure on… Thats how I lost my virginity."
"I'm so sorry." Trina said, hugging the taller girl.
"It was bad, but not traumatic." Maddy said. "I did kinda consent. I know now, I was just too young to have been in that kind of relationship. But, the next thing I know, they expect me to be like a grown woman, all sexy and mysterious, and at the same time, I was only fifteen."
"I don't blame you for getting out." Trina said, even as her body leaned forward, just an inch. 'I'm already too deep in, can't get away now.'
"I want you, Trina." The violet eyed girl said. "Yes, I look up to you, admire you, but that's separate from both my lust, and my need. Trina, Beck was right, I've fallen for you. If this is all you can give me, I'll take it."
Trina kissed her, losing herself to the open, trusting girl who was bearing her heart to her. Trina quickly found herself in yet another unfamiliar roll, the aggressor. Using leverage she'd learned in martial arts, she hoisted the taller girl up, wrapping long legs around her hips. Then she staggered towards the nearest bedroom, the guest room. They struggled through the door, and soon were on the queen sized bed.
Trina pulled herself back before her own sudden emotions drove her too far. "Um, Maddy, don't you think, I mean, damn, this is happening way too fast….."
"It's been building for so long, I'm amazed it took this long." The blond said. "No, I get it, I wanted to prove to Beck I loved him, when it was you. Always you." Her hand raised, wrapping around the brunettes head, pulling her back into a deep kiss, and from there, Trina was lost.
Kisses rained down on the blonds tanned body, while hands roamed. Trina wasn't sure what she was doing, but Maddy had traveled these roads before, and helped her move into sexual touching with a strange easy. Trina was both keenly aware of being naked, and hardly cognisant of their situation. Only the task at hand, exploring her feelings through touch, seemed real enough to worry about. Somehow, after an unknown amount of time, there was an orgasmic release, and for long blissful moments, nothing but the warmth she felt for the other girl. Then she became aware of the breasts against her own, and that Maddy had flipped them over to kiss the Latina as a thank you for... 'What did we do?'
The kissing did develop into foreplay, something both girls seemed to enjoy. But they were also in recovery, and it gave Trina a moment to realize what she was being thanked for. "Holy chiz, there is a difference."
"Yea, no penis." Maddy said, chuckling.
"No, silly." Trina said, hugging the taller girl and feeling the pure joy she felt in the action. "Well, yes, there is that. But I was saying, there is a difference between screwing and making love."
"Yea." Maddy agreed. "Now then, I feel it only fair to tell you, I intend to confirm that, at least a couple of times this weekend." There was another kiss on her lips. "In the morning, we'll see about getting you something to wear."
"Are we…?" Trina started to protest. "You know what? Kosh was right. The avalanche has already started; way too late for us pebbles to vote." She reached up to stroke her lovers face, emblazing that moment in her memory. Inside, something surrendered to a force that had built up to the point that it refused to be denied, and she allowed herself to love the girl.
In the morning, Trina found things were a bit more complicated then she'd expected. She and Maddy had successfully made love in multiple rooms while making their way to the master bedroom, located on the opposite side of the apartment from the guest room. But for Trina, there was also the dual experiences of discovering the different ways two women could make love while at the same time experiencing what it was like to have sex on a couch, on the dining room table, on a laundry machine (Thanks to a detour through the kitchen) and in a shower, before falling on the master bed and sleeping.
'Didn't plan that too well.' Trina joked with herself. The tall blond was laying next to her, arms around her tanned waist. 'Long night, but it feels so worth it. Only problem, how do I tell my dad both his daughters are into chicks now?'
"Trina?" Maddy moaned.
"Please, not a sex dream." Trina said, rolling over in the taller girls arms to look at her face. Maddy's eyes were still closed.
"I think we overdid it last night." Maddy groaned. "I love you, I love what you do to me, but I never knew I could ache so much after sex."
"I thought we were relatively low impact." Trina observed. "I mean, compared to the guys you see on Cinimax. Those guys are just slamming the girls."
A violet eye popped open to give a weak, but loving glare. "No being adorable this early in the morning." She scolded. "Wait, are you a morning person?"
"Not particularly." Trina said. "But as long as I get my sleep, I'm good most any time of the day."
"I'd hate you, but you made my skin tingle, so I forgive you." Maddy said as she stretched out her arms. "Go look in my third drawer in the pink chest. I think I have some swimsuits that adjust. One of them should fit you."
"We're going swimming?" Trina asked.
"It's something to wear." Maddy said. "But, you know, I should get a Jacuzzi installed on that massive terrace I have. That would be sweet." The blonds smiled a huge, far away smile. "Soak the aches away, and then, once we're ready, screw your ass in that tub."
"Okay, finding a bikini that fits." Trina announced as she crawled out of the bed.
"And call home, let them know you're okay." The blond added. "I'll be here, trying to recover."
"I wasn't that hard." Trina insisted.
"That's what he said." Maddy replied. "No, it's not the impact, but the frequency. Trina, I got off seven times last night. I think I earned a bit of aches and pains."
Not willing to admit she felt a bit beat up, from the fumbling around as they tried the different surfaces, as well as running into some of those surfaces, Trina just pushed on getting ready for the day. "You know, this is good for now, but I'll need more if we're going out anywhere."
"We're not going anywhere." Maddy said, sitting up. Despite herself, Trina smirked at the sight of the girls huge breasts. "I'm planning on dining in. Room service and cuddling. Maybe, if we recover quickly enough, I show you how often I can fuck you."
"One track mind." Trina replied.
"It's just my way of showing you I want you." Maddy said. "And if I keep you happy enough, you'll stay. So, wanna be happy?"
Trina stuck out her tongue. "I'm good to go." Trina smiled, only for her face to fall. "Um, that's not what I meant."
"Good, cause I'm still a bit sleepy. Let me take a hot shower, relax my muscles, and then we can give it another go." Maddy said with too much seriousness.
"I'm calling home." Trina said, looking for her pants, and with it her phone. It didn't take long for her to let her parents know she was with Maddy, where they were, and that she'd probably be spending the weekend. "I've already done my homework, so I'm good, right?"
"I'd worry about overstaying your welcome, but if she just broke up, she'll probably need some comfort." Her mother said.
"I'll need some cloths." Trina pointed out. "Right now, I'm in something I borrowed from Maddy, but we're not exactly the same size, and I'd feel better in my own stuff. And last nights clothing, not into wearing that again. Not until I get the party cleaned off of it." She sighed. 'Out stuff was all over the guest bedroom...'
"I can bring you some cloths in a bit." Holly said. "I'd ask Tori, but she and her girlfriend are in the middle of a small crisis."
"What did Jade do now?" Trina asked.
"Well, for starters, she's Tori's girlfriend." Holly explained, like that was news.
"And you only learned about this now?" Trina asked, trying not to mock her mother for not noticing what was going on.
"Your dad knew." The mother admitted. "He was more upset that they may have slept together."
"Tori gave it up to Jade?" Trina asked, somewhere between shocked and upset.
"One, we don't say it like that, and two, no." Holly told her. "They got a bit tired fromm their ordeal, and Jade slept in the guest room. Your father insisted. But Tori, she wasn't done, and crawled into bed after her. That's down the stairs, into the room, and into Jade's bed, so we don't think it was an accident." Trina her a soft chuckle in the woman's voice. "Anyways, the problem is, while there was no sex, there were hands in inappropriate places. And much tot he surprise of your father, they weren't Jade's hands."
"Spiked punch." Trina said, feeling the need to explain what had happened. "Heavily spiked. Girls were getting drunk off of only a little of that chiz. Jade took her home, but Tori was drunk. Tori was hammered out of her mind."
"And is now hung over." Their mother said. "Funny thing about mixing alcohol and sugar, it makes the hangover worse."
"I'll try to remember that." Trina said, and meant it. "Look, I'm sorry dad knew and you didn't. I'm sorry Jade tried to do the right thing, for once in her life, and got caught because of it. I'm sorry Tori is a horny little devil while drunk. But mostly, I'm sorry your daughter turned out to like girls."
"You like girls?" The matriarch asked. Trina felt an odd sense of panic.
'What did I say that gave away...' She didn't get to finish that thought.
"Sorry, I know Jade's a girl." Holly said, chuckling. "Just, the way she acts sometimes, I wouldn't be surprised if she had a penis."
"MOM!" Trina exclaimed. "Be nice. She makes Tori happy."
"I just hope the multiple couple selfies Tori posted on the slap last night will also make her happy." Holly said. "Go look. Then, after I get you your cloths, you can explain to me how both of my daughters wound up with girls." That time, she kept her voice neutral, and Trina wondered if it was another joke. But the phone went dead, and she already had another call to make.
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Yep, things happened fast. But hay, at least Trina has proof she's physically attracted to Maddy. Emotionally too. Like that's not gonna cause complications.
So, what does Holly know, and did she find out before David? Might make her happier, knowing first. Also, whats this about the Slap? And tired as Trina is, will she be able to care? Let me know your thoughts.
Review.