Cat And Mouse: BeyxKelly Story

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Beyoncé

"Does me whispering against your ear turn you on?" I ask, biting my lip.

"J-just a little." Kelly says.

"You're wet right?"

"Y-yes." She says, hesitantly.

"Then it's more than just a little, don't you think?" I whisper, raising my eyebrow.

"Mhm." She mumbles, nodding softly.

"My words shouldn't be getting to you. You're straight, right?" I ask, smirking.

"Yes."

"Apparently not for me." I mumble, nibbling on her earlobe. She bites her lip and closes her eyes. I trail my fingers against her inner thigh and she jumps. I kiss on her neck and find her soft spot.

"It's right there?" I ask. She nods her head and holds my leg.

"We-. No." Kelly says, moving. She wipes her neck and sighs.

"Bey we've been best friends for so long. We can't." Kelly says.

"We can but you don't want to and I respect that." I say, putting my hands up.

"But I know you would go gay for me." I say, smirking.

"That was a long time ago."

"How long?"

"3 or 4 years ago." She says.

"Mhm." I say, giving her the 'bitch please' look.

"Don't act like I don't read your 'diary.'" I say, laughing.

"That's private." She says, getting upset.

"I'm your diary, Kelly, you tell me everything. But it's not like I read that and I quote 'you would love to fuck the shit out of me one day.'" I say, holding my laugh.

"Shut up. That was a long time ago." Kelly says, blushing.

"Like 2 weeks ago or?" I ask, giggling.

"Beyoncé!" She yells, throwing a pillow at me. I catch it and throw it back.

"I'm just stating facts." I say, smirking.

"Stop pretending." I say, pulling her to me. I lay down and pull her on top of me.

"I'm not pretending." Kelly says, sitting up. I pull her back down and she gasps.

"Beyoncé." She says. I grab her waist and smirk.

"Yes?"

"Move."

"You're on me." I say.

"But you're holding me so ha." She says.

"I refuse." I say, laughing.

"Can you let me go?" Kel asks.

"I don't want to and I don't think you want me to." I say, biting my lip. She stares at my lips and licks hers.

"See?" I ask.

"I don't see anything." She says, shaking her head.

"Yes you do." I say, nodding my head.

"Can you let me go now?"

"No. In fact..." I grind her on me and she puts her hands on my stomach.

"Stop." She says, trying to move my hands.

"You don't want me to. You want my hands all over you." I say, biting my lip.

"I don't." Kelly says, gulping.

"You don't want to 'fuck the shit out of me' anymore?" I ask, holding a laugh back.

"Shhh." She shushes me, blushing.

"What? It's the truth, right?"

"No." Kelly says.

"You're lying." I say.

"I hate you. Get your hands off of me." She says.

"Fine." I pout. I let her go and she moves off of me.

"Thank you." She whispers. I nod.

"We're going to sleep." I say.

"Okay." We lay down and I put my leg over her waist. We almost always sleep like this, it's comfortable to me.

"Night."

"Night." I say.

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