A/N: Look! A pairing I've never written for! Mimi/Maureen. Enjoy!

"Get out, Mimi." Roger snarled, glaring at her. "I don't want you here right now." He stated, turning away only to go over and grab his guitar, going to sit down on the window seat.

The feline huffed. "Fine, whatever, Roger. I wasn't with him like but you know what? Fine!" She snapped, feeling tears sliding down her cheeks as she turned and ran out of the loft. Roger was accusing her of being with Benny, again. He had come by the club but she refused him for the sake of not wanting to hurt Roger.

Walking out into the cold, she headed to a familiar club, one where she could dance and drink the night away. She needed something right now, something to distract her from the hurt she felt.

As she entered the club, she glanced around quickly then headed up to the bar, taking a seat and ordered a strong Vodka drink. She accepted it from the bartender then turned around to check out the crowd, her eyes landing on a familiar drama queen dancing, just apparently having the time of her life.

Maureen had no girlfriend right now so that meant she could dance with anyone, make out with anyone and get away with it. Also, this was her way of dealing with the slight heartbreak she felt when Joanne broke up with her. It was her flirty tactics that ended the relationship. She, of course mentioned Joanne's working. It was just one of those type of silly fights.

The brunette pulled away from the two men that had been grinding against her, something she was enjoying but the need for another drink called to her, it about her fifth drink for the night so she was well on her way to being drunk. She headed up to the bar, a smile crossing her lips when she noticed Mimi. "Well, fancy meeting you here." She said, smirking, ordering an apple martini from the bartender.

Mimi nodded in agreement, finishing off her first drink. "Joanne here too?" She asked, curiously.

"Nope! I'm here all by myself. Joanne's probably at work or at home. I don't know." She replied, shrugging, taking her drink only to bring it to her lips, drinking some of the liquid down.

"Ah." Mimi mumbled knowing that meant they weren't together. "Well, perfect. That means we get to have fun tonight." She stated, standing up. "Let's dance." She added, smiling at her before heading out on to the dance floor.

Maureen let her gaze follow Mimi and shrugged, downing the rest of her drink before following after her, pretty excited about hanging out with Mimi. She glided right up behind her, letting her hips move with the music. "How come we've never been out together before?" She questioned into the dancer's ear so she could hear, curiosity in her voice.

Mimi felt Maureen grind against her and smiled a bit, not going to lie, she did kind of like it. She heard the question and shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it has to do with who we were dating." She replied.

"Ah. That would be a good reason." Maureen said, letting her hands move down Mimi's sides and to her hips, feeling rather flirty. That was possibly the alcohol talking or maybe it wasn't. She didn't know.

Mimi turned to face her friend, letting her arms wrap around her neck, keeping some distance between them, leaning in close to Maureen's ear. "At least this way… we won't make some mistake." She pointed out with a smirk, flashing her a smile.

"I know, right? I don't think I could afford it. Joanne's already mad at me." She told her, having to get close as well.

Their little night continued, drinking and dancing, Maureen honestly surprised she could have this much fun with Mimi. Neither of them realized exactly how close they had gotten though as they danced. Maureen's hands seemed to travel effortlessly up and down Mimi's sides, staring at her rather intently.

Shocking, it wasn't her who made the first move but Mimi. The dancer's lips crashed against Maureen's, it not taking long for the drama queen to respond, her tongue forcing it's way into the dancer's mouth. For a moment there, the two made out on the dance floor as if they were the only ones there.

Next thing Mimi knew, her back was hitting the wall of the club bathroom, a whimper full of need slipping from her lips as she tightened her hand in Maureen's hair, tugging her into another heated kiss. True, Mimi had never been with a girl but right now, it seemed as if she knew exactly what she was doing as her free hand moved down to the front of Maureen's leather pants, undoing her belt and the snap them held them together. She slipped her hand down, smiling when she found no panties.

Maureen broke the kiss a groan escaping her lips when she felt the dancer enter her. "Fuck… Mimi." She moaned her eyes closing as she began to ride her hand. This was wrong in so many ways. It was pretty much forbidden but they were both single right now. What harm would really happen? She didn't know.

Mimi continued to pump her fingers in and out of the brunette, her mouth latching on to her neck as she kissed the somewhat sweaty skin, rather enjoying this moment but it only got better when she felt the intrusion of Maureen's fingers, a gasp escaping her lips followed by a moan of Maureen's name.

The two seemed to move as one, matching either's speed and intensity with each thrust, urging one another on, to go faster or harder. While their fingers worked below, their mouths engaged in one heated kiss, tongues dueling for some sort of dominance, Maureen seeming to win though at least until she hit her climax. A tremble passing over her as she tensed up and withered against Mimi, her juices flowing over her fingers.

Mimi smiled at the feeling, it only urging her climax on and not long after, she released juices, moaning her name loudly, not even caring who heard. Panting, they removed their fingers from one another, engaging in another kiss. Maureen was the first to pull back, buttoning her pants up, doing the belt.

"Let's get a drink." She said, winking at her, unsure of what just happened but damn, now it felt slightly awkward though she was sure it was the alcohol talking.

"I think I've actually had enough." Mimi stated, looking at Maureen a moment before stepping towards her. "Tonight was fun." She whispered, giving her another kiss before going to open the bathroom stall. "Meet up tomorrow, maybe?" She asked, curiously, glancing back at Maureen.

"Sure, that sounds good." She replied watching as the feline left, heading back to her loft, unable to rid her mind of what went on at the club. She kissed Maureen. She fucked her in the club. It had to be the alcohol.

-Fin

Okay, I did not plan on writing it as a sex fic. It just sort of happened.

Hope you liked? It was just something new for me to do. I'm not really a huge fan of Mimi/Maureen at all, nor Mimi with anyone but Roger but eh… Mimi and Maureen are pretty hot together.