A/N: The more I neglect writing back stories for these characters, the more intrigued I get about what they are. I hope you enjoy nonetheless! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review! :)
The moment I turned onto Forest Drive I could hear the low bass coming from Tegan's house. I wasn't sure what drove me to hop on the city bus across town so late at night when I received the, presumably, drunken text but here I was going to my first house party.
I walked through the back gate and tripped over a hose in a way that can only be described as pitifully unsubtle. More than a handful of people turned to look and I got to my feet, red as a tomato, and brushed my hands off. They looked at me like I had a third arm, which I don't, by the way. In reality it was probably because I was lower-middle class. Normal. This wasn't my scene. They knew it and I knew it. Then someone started laughing, drunkenly and obnoxiously. It quickly became contagious.
I wanted to die. This obviously was a prank. I turned back to the gate, trying to find the hose hidden in the grass so I wouldn't trip again when her husky voice came to my rescue.
"Fuck off Jenn or I'll tell everyone about that time you pissed yourself at summer camp when we were twelve." There was a slight pause for the source of the outburst to cease before Tegan continued, quite bitchily, "Oops, my bad."
The roaring laughter picked up again and I was all but forgotten, but I still had my eye on the gate. Prank or not, I didn't belong. I had to go.
"Hey Pool Boy, where ya goin'?" Tegan grabbed my hand and pulled me into her, hugging me from behind. My body relaxed in her arms but my mind was still yelling at me to go.
"I should leave."
"Please stay. The night's just getting started and I have big plans for you and I," she whispered.
I sighed and let her drag me into the light of the party where she kissed me openly and not at all appropriately. My skin flushed and the hushed gossiping started. Questions bounced around from person to person, dying to know just exactly who I was and if I was the rumored girlfriend. I was dying right along with them.
"So this is the new pet, huh?" One of the few guys present at the party asked, interrupting us.
Tegan pulled away and slung her arm over my shoulder, giving me a squeeze. "Cute, ain't she? Obedient, too."
I saw her wink out of the corner of my eye and her hand slowly trailed down to the small of my back and under my shirt. I gulped, fearful of what she would rope me into doing tonight but I also couldn't deny the excitement stemming from beneath my board shorts.
"C'mon, I'll make you a drink." Tegan said, dragging me in through the patio and into the kitchen. She waved absentmindedly over her shoulder to the boy she had just talked to. "See ya later, Ted."
I smiled politely, following Tegan, and he smirked at me like he knew what was in store for me.
My mind raced and I tried to focus on what Tegan was doing at the counter with the countless liquids she was pouring into a tall glass. It seemed like more than what I thought was necessary to be put into a drink, but she moved like she knew exactly what she was doing. She topped it off with a straw and a small kebob of mixed fruits.
"What is it?" I asked, stirring the ice around with the straw.
"Just try it." She urged, leaning against the counter and sipping from own dark drink.
I took a tiny, hesitant sip and pursed my lips instantly, the alcohol burning my throat, but once I swallowed it just left me feeling a bit warm and the taste wasn't too bad. Just as long as I didn't think about it too much. Tegan watched me, clearly amused, and took me by the hand once again to drag me where I had never ventured before. Upstairs.
We passed the room I knew to be Tegan's from that first day when she flicked her cigarette into the pool, and continued to the end of the hall to a set of five stairs that led up to French doors. She creaked open one of the doors and slipped inside it, pulling me along. Tegan kept the lights off, but I could tell we were in the master bedroom that could only belong to her ridiculously rich parents. We made our way to the bathroom and by then my drink was more than half gone. I wasn't sure but I felt like I could have already very well been on my way to being drunk.
Tegan downed the rest of her drink and turned the lights up just enough so we could see each other. She walked up to a small monitor built into the wall and started punching in a bunch of different codes. The jacuzzi to our right whirled to life and filled to the edge with bubbles. The entire room filled with steam in under a minute. I started to sweat and my new empty drink, slippery in my hand, was definitely working its way through my system.
Through the haze I watched Tegan untie her bikini strings from around her neck and beck it let it fall to the floor. She turned around, her exposed chest in all its glory for me to gawk at and she tugged me flush against her with a bunched handful of my shirt. She kissed me again and slipped her hands under my shirt to roam her hands over every inch of skin possible. She loosened my bikini top and slipped it out from under my shirt. I held her waist and tried to find the courage to slide my hands up her smooth, creamy skin. I admit, immaturely, that I loved Tegan's chest and I loved to touch it. The problem was I could rarely find the nerve to satisfy my desire.
"I want you naked and in that jacuzzi by the time I get back. Got it?" Tegan ordered then stepped out of the room.
I moved at the speed of light, ripping my clothes off and lowering myself into the steaming water. I didn't want to find out what would happen if I hadn't done what she asked of me by the time she returned.
A minute passed, and then another. Powerful jets came at me from every angle and the heat started to get to my head. There was only one word running on repeat in my head: Prank.
My breath started to quicken and I stood up just as Tegan came back in. We looked at each other, my face screwed up in panic. She smiled with her gums and shook an almost empty bottle of some dark booze. I sat back down, smiling back weakly.
"Sorry about that. I forgot where I hid it," she said, unscrewing the top and pouring it all into her empty glass. She joined me, glass in hand, still dressed from the waist down, and took a swig before offering it to me. I took the tiniest drink possible.
We sat in peaceful silence until the alcohol ran out, her hand stroking my thigh the entire time. I was covered in goosebumps and I was getting rather impatient. She was such a tease at times. Her hand stroked higher and she leaned into my ear, taking deep breaths.
"Get on your knees and face the wall," she slurred.
I did as I was told. I gripped the edges and waited for her next move. She held my hips and guided me until I was right in front of one of the jets. It came into direct contact with my aching clit and I hunched forward from the pressure I had been craving.
"Ever since the bloody mary and hot tub incident I've had to resort to this. Feels fucking amazing, right?"
A strangled moan escaped me and I took Tegan's hand and placed it on my breast, using it to massage myself. I spread my legs further apart, only increasing the intensity.
"That's my girl," she said and I could hear the smile in her voice.
I moaned again and she took my hand, placing it over her crotch. I felt the foreign object and my breath caught in my throat. She guided my hand along her package. It felt short, no more than five inches but it felt thick. She wasn't kidding when she said she had big plans for tonight.
"Do you want it?" She asked, stroking the toy with my hand.
"Yes. I want it so bad," I nodded, sticking my ass out for her to rub the tip of her cock against my length. Over and over until she was covered in my natural lubrication. I bit my tongue in anticipation, knowing this was going to be something completely new. Tegan pressed the tip just into my entrance and I cried out, the pain soaring throughout my body. I jerked out of the way, lifting myself out of the water, and hunched my shoulders, trying to breathe out the pain. I felt Tegan's hands on me, her fingertips roaming across my skin softly. I relaxed and eventually lowered myself back into the water but easing up on the pressure of the water hitting my clit. Tegan snaked her arm around my middle and half-hugged me, kissing along my shoulders and from behind, slipped her right hand between my legs. "I'm sorry," she said and with a single digit, she ran up and down my slit and then between my folds to tease my entrance carefully before slipping between my tight walls. My eyes fluttered shut and I slowly began to meet her gentle thrusts, rolling my hips. Before I knew it, she had added a second finger, increasingly gaining speed, and then there were three of her fingers inside of me. We had never even gone this far and now she was prepping me, wanting so badly to just fuck me. I dropped my hips and spread my legs further, letting the water hit me at full blast once again. Tegan lifted a leg and placed her foot next to my knee, her other foot still planted on the bottom of the jacuzzi. I took a deep breath and didn't let it all out until she was completely inside of me. The front of her thighs pressed right up to my ass. I let out a sort of crying chuckle and let my head fell back, getting used to and then eventually enjoying the feeling.
"Okay?" she asked, busying her lips with my neck.
"Okay." I answered breathlessly.
Tegan pulled out almost completely and I felt my walls cling back to what they had been, before she pushed back in, repeating the motion, and found a steady pace. I could feel her coaxing out more of my juices with each thrust, soiling the clean water. It made me feel guilty, and that only made it feel better. I hunched forward and dropped my head forward before I drove myself to an asthma attack. I took another deep breath and rocked my hips, getting the burst of water against my swollen bundle of nerves each time Tegan pulled out. All it took was a few thrusts and I was slamming my hands against the tile ledge lining the jacuzzi. I cried out without reservation, hoping everyone out by the pool couldn't hear me over the music and drunkenness, yet not really caring if they did. They could laugh at me all they wanted. I wasn't the ones not getting fucked by the hottest girl in high school. I came down lazily, pulling myself from the water, bubbles trickling down my skin to join the others and Tegan pulled away to punch more codes into the screen on the wall. The jets stopped and I relaxed back into the water. Tegan stepped out of her black harness and tossed it to the pile of our of clothes and pulled me into her lap. I was in the mood to cuddle for the first time ever but I couldn't get myself to act on it. I sighed and looked up at Tegan through my eyelashes. She looked at me for a while, showing no expression, then wrapped her arms around my waist, her fingers linked and the pad of her thumbs rubbing against my side. I mustered the courage to rest my head on her shoulder and after a few minutes she kissed my temple and said, mostly to herself, "I can't forget to tell my parents to hire you for next summer."