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Sexuality pt.1-H.H

Prompt-you we're in the cast of studio 60, in love with Harriet Hayes for so long, but she was straight, and homophobic. At a party, you and her are dared to do something unexpected. (Smut)

Your pov:
The door opens in front of me, seeing a guy who I honestly didn't know, who was definitely drunk or on something.
"Come in!" He laughs.
I give a friendly smile as I set the alcohol I brought on the first table I saw.
I get my phone from my small purse, texting Jordan.
Where are you guys?

Upstairs, I'll open the door

I find the stairs, as I make my way up seeing all of the closed doors.
As I look around, I see one of the doors open, watching Jordan's head peak out of the room.
She smiles as she waves her hand for me to come over there.
I smile back, rushing over to the room.
"Hi!" She excitingly says.
"Hey!" I reply back.
As we walk back into the room, we compliment each other on our outfits and hair.
"Hey y/n!" A few people from the cast say.
I greet everyone, subtly looking around to see where Harriet was.
I hear the bathroom door open, happy to see the blonde walk into the room.
"Y/n! When did you get here?" She asks.
"Just now" I answer, smiling.
A few hours go by as we talk and we laugh, drinking the time away.
We then played spin the bottle with one of the many empty bottles of beer we had.
It landed on me.
On the left, was Jordan.
We both laugh as we kiss, making the guys shout "yeah!" Or clap their hands.
Matt looking Harriet's way, her brows are furrowed, making a face of almost disgust.
As we finish kissing, we hear Matt and Harriet arguing.
"Oh come on Harriet"
"What?"
"Don't be like that"
"That is okay. It's not bad Har, you need to realize that"
"It's not that I don't necessarily support it, I just don't really like it!" She explains.
I sigh as I look back at Jordan shaking her head.
Harriet knew I liked women, but she was never disrespectful about it so sometimes I forgot how much she didn't support the lgbtq.
"Okay Harriet, truth or dare" Simon asks.
"Mmm.. truth." Harriet responds.
"Out of all of the women in this room, if you had to, who would you hook up with?" He asks.
We all say "oooo" like we're little kids.
Her cheeks turn red as she looks around the room.
A few seconds go by as the suspense builds itself up.
"Maybe y/n" she quickly states.
I smile as I try to loose eye contact with Harriet, as well as she did.
The whole crew knew I had a thing for her.
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A few rounds go by until we get to Jordan.
"Harriet, truth or dare?" She asks.
"Dare."
"I dare you to... hook up with y/n." She says.
My jaw drops, putting my hand over my mouth.
She thinks about it, as we wait.
"Okay." She quickly says.
I hide my smile as we stand up, walking out of the room.
We go into the room next door.
Since we were drunk, it really wasn't as awkward as I thought it was gonna be.
Harriet's pov:
I wasn't really sure how this was gonna work, but I wasn't as uncomfortable as I thought I would be.
For starters, I was barely sober, and y/n is my best friend, I knew she liked girls but she never made me feel weird or pressured me when it came to how I felt about all this stuff, so I wasn't really worried.
We smile as we slowly step closer to each other.
She smelled great as I close my eyes, slowly linking our lips.
She takes her hands and massages my cheeks as I rest my hand on her neck.
While she was a girl, she was a great kisser, I would say.
I step back while she steps forward until I reach the bed.
The tip of the bed hits the back of my knees, causing me to fall on my back on the bed.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" She whispers.
"Mhm" I say.
She nods her head going back into the kiss.
At a slow pace, she unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off.
I lift my arms off while she gently takes off my shirt as she takes off hers.
Leaving me in my bra and underwear, she leaves hickeys on my chest while lowering my underwear.
I tried to keep myself from moaning, I wasn't supposed to.
I wasn't supposed to enjoy this but I was.
How are we supposed to do this?
Jordan's pov:
We talk, hoping we'll hear something from the other room.
"Oh Fuck!"
We hear Harriet shout.
I burst out laughing as Matt spits out his drink.
"Bet you couldn't do that to Harriet hm?" I joke.
Your pov:
I giggle, hoping she didn't notice while I create movements with my tongue on her wet clit.
She whimpers, covering her mouth.
I take her hand off of her mouth looking into her eyes.
"Don't be quiet" I say.
I go back in, while massaging her thighs.
I could tell she was fighting this so hard.
Did she not want it? I didn't want her to feel forced with me.
Interrupting my thoughts, I feel her hands on the back of my head stuffing me deeper inside of her, arching her back.
With her back up, I unclip her bra.
When she lays her back down on the bed, she takes off the straps, now leaving her purely naked as I stare.
"Don't stop y/n" she whispers.
I squeeze her breasts, feeling her warmth as she moans, stacking her hands on mine.
I then twist her nipples, causing her to yell.
Her walls tighten as she grips onto the board of the bed.
Her muscles squeeze as she finally lets go.
I lay beside her pulling the sheets with me, covering her body.
Looking up at the ceiling, the room was full of silence.
She stands up, rushing to put her clothes back on.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Nothing." She reply's, putting her shirt back on.
"Is there something wrong?" I say, sitting up.
"No."
As she walks to the door I grip her wrist.
"I'm sorry I'm not sure what I did- I didn't mean to pressure you-"
"You didn't y/n."
"I'll see you Monday." She says.
She opens the door and walks away, leaving me standing there in silence and sorrow.

(Here's part 1!!! I know I don't normally do 2 parts but there was a lot to unfold with this story, but I'll most likely finish part 2 the day I do part 1!)