So this isn't really a one shot. More like apart of my story, Petrifying Rose Petal, that hasn't happened yet or will never happen. So I apologize if it's long but I tried to make it as realistic as possible. I also wrote this while listening to birthday cake and it's not even my birthday...j/k wasn't the clean version. Oh god.
Mine doesn't have to do with obesity, or anything. Just insecurity in general. But it's sad to say but girls get surgery on their lower area because they believe it isn't beautiful so I guess this is what it's about, along with insecurities on how to take action, etc.
"I want you now," Clo husked in a whisper.
She delicately skimmed her fingers across her abdominal and pulled her playfully, with a hooked finger at the waistband of her jeans, biting her lip. "You, me, bed."
Grey grins at the girl's mischievous eyes and slowly brings her friend closer by the hips. "Ms. Springs, aren't you being a little naughty today. Your dad is right behind us."
"I hope he's watching." Clo drags her friend's hand to her butt and gently grabs it between her parted fingers.
"Sir, we will be leaving for tonight. It was a pleasure meeting you."
"Ah yes. Enjoy the rest of the evening you two," Mr. Springs says as he shakes Grey's hand firmly.
"Oh we will. All night long, like bunnies on steroids."
"Goodnight!" Clover grabs Grey by the wrist to thier room.
"That was real classy," Grey laughs into her fist.
Clo slips her keys into her fingers and opens the door of their hotel room. "Well it's true."
"We are actually going to have sex."
Grey looks back into the courier and smirks, "Your dad didn't follow us, so you can stop faking."
Clo turns and grazes her soft lips against Grey's chapped ones and whispers into her ear. "Just give me one night."
Grey looks toward the ceiling as Clo drags her finger down her chest. She stops her hand and holds it. "We're friends. I only faked to be your boyfriend because I knew you couldn't face him alone. Remember."
"I know...this is just, the happiest I've ever been. So, for one fuck, can you just pretend that you always make love to me."
"That's all I'm asking."
Clo could feel Grey's lips widen as she talked. "Well, I think you should know that I don't have STDs, HIVs, crabs-"
"Shut up and make love to me already." Clover pulls Grey towards her and pushes her against the door closing it. Their lips intertwine; Clo's tongue dances along Grey's asking for entrance. Her tongue slides in tangling with hers.
Grey shifts back and pulls away. "Sorry, I-I just wanted to put out that. You know- I-I'm kinda rusty." She runs her fingers through her hair and gently tugs it. "I don't want you to expect something that isn't-"
"I think your forgetting that I want you tonight." Grey gulps as Clo slips her hand into her dress. "Pussy not dick."
Clo's kisses along her neck line, pulling her closer. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
Grey grabs the girl by the butt and wraps her legs around her waist. She places her on the edge of the bed and leans over her heaving chest. She then sucks on her neck lightly, along her collar bone, and breast. Her hand travels the length of her body exploring for her sensitive spots.
She makes her way towards her legs kissing them while slowly pulling down her underwear. "Wait. Grey listen to me." Clo covers the area below her.
"Am I going too fast?"
"Turn off the lights."
"There's nothing to be insecure about."
"Please..." Grey shakes her head and Clo frowns.
"Why not?" she whimpers.
"I love every single thing about you, from your brown eyes to your freckled face to your small breasts. I want to see everything. Your expression, the way you move your body to every stroke, touch, lick."
Clo reaches for her breast and she resist. "Let me make love to you." She nods and lays back onto her arm.
Grey slides her panties off and marvels,"God, your're beautiful." Clo's cheeks flush and before she can disagree, she feels a slight warmth between her legs. They tightly squeeze against her head.
"This...is...what you call...rusty...fuck that feels amazing!" Clover bites into her lip and rocks backwards. "Grey...I...can't-" She shutters as her tongue ripples against her lips and dives within her. She grasps her damp hair with her clammy hands and pulls her closer, pushing her in further.
"Fuck," Clo moans as Grey moves faster and stronger.