Freen was barely through the threshold at Becca's bedroom door when she found it shut behind her and her back suddenly pressed up hard against it. Becca's hands slid roughly over Freen's hips as the smaller woman pressed herself up against her taller counterpart. "I don't know how I'm going to survive these jam sessions..." Becca's eyes were aflame as she looked at Freen's eyes from left to right, then down to her lips. Lips that were calling her name.
"You don't need to control yourself so much, you know..." Freen half-whispered into the hot air between their lips. "No one has to know. No pressure. No expectations..."
"But everyone already knows. What would we be hiding?" Becca still didn't move from Freen's space, but soon enough she felt her own taught muscles bending and flexing to Freen's will as the taller girl guided the two of them towards the bed. When Becca's calves hit the side of the bed, Freen shoved and pushed down on Becca's shoulders while climbing onto Becca's lap once again.
"They wouldn't need to know about us having sex...for one." A devilish smile formed on Freen's lips as she looked down at Becca where she kept her pinned to the mattress. Becca gasped and then gulped, her lips parted slightly as she stared up at Freen for a few silent seconds.
"We had sex?" Becca asked breathlessly, but at least still managed to keep some semblance of her sense of humour.
"Hmmm... I meant, when he have had sex...in the near future perhaps..." Freen leaned over and let the tips of her long hair tickle Becca's face as it cascaded over her shoulders. She let her hands slowly creep their way from Becca's hips in an upward direction. Her swollen lips fell upon Becca's collarbone first, so deliciously on display above the white tank Becca was wearing.
Finally Becca seemed to come to life after one more jolt and gasp from the contact to her collarbone. Her fingers came up quickly to dig desperately into Freen's hair, curling around thick strands. "Fuck..." Becca breathed out lowly once her hips rolled up between Freen's thighs, instantly indicating that it was something she desired deeply.
Freen took Becca's response as a good sign and continued pushing the boundary line between them. Freen was eager to see how far she could push and so she rolled her hips in a delectably slow motion, grinding herself into the smaller girl beneath her.
"Fuck..." Becca breathed heavily into Freen's ear, feeling herself slip away from proper thought parameters.
Freen kissed her way from Becca's throat and followed the line of goosebumps forming over Becca's slightly salty skin. She found herself in the soft hollow just beneath Becca's ear and pressed her hot tongue against the already flushed flesh.
"No strings attached, right?" She purred deep in Becca's neck, who still seemed to be struggling to function properly. Becca had simply been struck dumb. There she was, living her dream with Freen on top of her, basically asking for sex. She had to do something.
It didn't even take three seconds for Becca to flip them around, this time pinning Freen to the bed while she slowly rolled her hips up and into the space between Freen's thighs. A small whimper fell from the Thai woman's lips.
"They already think we're having, or will soon have, sex." Becca whispered against Freen's throat after leaning over to kiss her jaw. Another slow thrust from Becca up and into Freen with her hips had both of them breathe out small moans. They could both feel the shared heat between them through the fabric of their pants.
"No strings attached between us, and a secret kept from them. They can guess, but will never be sure. And we can just...blow off some steam while figuring things out..." Freen half begged and half insisted through her teeth as she grazed them along the skin on the other side of Freen's neck, causing her to squirm beneath Becca.
For an intense eternity, Becca buckled and her mind went blank. The only thing she knew was that she had a hunger for Freen that had to be sated. With her hands pressed on either sides of Freen, digging into the bed, Becca repositioned herself more securely over Freen. Her hips still pressed and rolled against Freen's most sensitive spot, causing her to release small cries of both pain and pleasure.
"So low-key non-committal sex?" Becca's voice was husky as she breathed over the sensitive hairs that ran along Freen's ears.
"Something like that..." Freen gasped at the look in Becca's eyes, the fire that burned as hot as a gas giant, seeking to envelop Freen bit by bit. Freen chewed on her bottom lip as she watched Becca's movements in painstakingly slow motion. Becca leaned down on one elbow to ensure her weight remained on Freen. Her legs she shifted slightly, keeping her hips between Freen's thighs but leaving enough space for her hand to search along the silky expanse of Freen's abdomen.
The muscles beneath Becca's fingertips jolted slightly at the contact and it sent shivers down the caramel blonde's spine. She was holding back from simply plunging her hand into the front of Freen's pants, but honestly - she was scared. This wasn't just some girl after a gig...
Freen groaned beneath Becca as she tilted her head back and licked her lips, the warmth between her thighs starting to burn slowly from the inside and radiating outward in waves. She could absolutely not control what Becca did to her body, causing it to move and react on its own accord. She felt almost embarrassed of the pleasurable noises tumbling past her lips. When she rolled her hips again, it was in perfect sync with Becca's movement, allowing for an increase of pressure.
Freen dug her face into Becca's neck. Her teeth dragging against the skin before biting down and sucking lightly, then letting go.
"Beck..." She moaned and breathed hard as their bodies wriggled and continued to rock back and forth in tandem.
Becca felt like she was starting to spin into a vortex of thoughts and feelings. Is this how she wanted to start having sex with Freen? Randomly in the middle of band practice in Becca's messy room?
Oh god, Freen looked so good beneath her, Becca thought as she watched Freen's head tip back in pleasure. Becca was reminded of her traveling hand, now inching it upward underneath Freen's shirt. Her warmth and silken skin was something Becca just wanted wrapped around her.
"OH God, Beckkkyyy...stop teasing me..." Freen cried out when Becca pawed at her one breast, skimming over the fabric of her bra.
"Fuck..." Becca moaned deeply once more as little jolts of lightning were shooting between her lower abdomen and the sensitive area between her thighs.
"Please do! Beck... please... god knows I need this..." The intense grind between their bodies would not cease as they struggled to not simply rip each other's clothes off. Freen's words came out as a begging whine and it made Becca shake in anticipation.
Yet, something was not quite right.
"You said you need this." Becca pulled back a bit and tried to steady her breath. Her lustful eyes were still on full display for Freen, despite her sudden hesitation.
"What?" Freen frowned in confusion, her eyes drunk from pleasure and clearly very little blood in her head.
"You said 'this', not 'you'." Becca scowled slightly as her eyes darted around Freen's face. She moved her body to shift her legs to the outsides of Freen's thighs, straddling her lap and looking down at the person that could literally be the love of her life.
But she was scared and something had clicked in her head that she'd never considered before.
"I know you told me you and Scott never...ya know. But, uhhh..." Becca blushes and rubbed the back of her neck, while her eyes diverted from Freen's. "Have you...ever? With anyone?"
Silence and shaky breaths were all that drifted past their ears.
"No..." Came Freen's response. She seemed weary, but intensely excited. There was a new hunger inside of her that she had never felt before. Ironic that it should be for her childhood best friend. Either way, Freen could not resist Becca any longer. She felt like an animal needing to mate.
Becca was struggling to get her pleasure under control as she shifted above Freen and the other woman thrust upward against her. Becca had squeaked when she felt the jolts turn to lightning behind her pubic bone.
She needed to think for a second.
She slowly pressed down on Freen and locked Freen's hips with her thighs so that their riding games could stop for a second.
Becca let the new information sweep through her mind. Freen had never slept with anyone. She was a virgin in both senses.
Becca's breath caught in her throat at her next thought - she couldn't go through with this. If Freen really was the love of her life, mixed with the feeling that she was simply too good for Becca, then Becca would have to keep it in her pants. It has to be done right and in the correct order. She hadn't even taken Freen out on a proper date yet!
Then there was also the side that terrified Becca. The little voice inside her head had reminded her of Freen's purity and if she was the one to take that from her, then it had to be more special than this.
But even worse - what if she disappoints Freen? Or what if Freen ends up deciding she's rather into guys? What if Freen simply needed a physical outlet to her young hormones?
But what if that was the end goal? Getting laid for the first time? Or allowing them to be intimate because there are emotions involved.
Freen had said 'God knows I need this', as opposed to God knows I need you..." Causing a conundrum that made Becca think a bit. Should she or should she not? She would be honoured to swipe Freen's V-card, but she wouldn't be able to bear it if it was only a physical thing. If that's what Becca really wanted, she would be sticking to the groupies.
"What do you mean?" Freen slowed her movements and stared up at Becca in confusion, her mind foggy from lust and pleasure. She rested her hands on Becca's thigh, thumbs softly circling along the material of Becca's pants.
Becca looked off to the side for a moment and puffed out some air to get rid of the few strands stuck to her face. "I don't think this is a good idea right now..."
Freen's hands casually climbed higher along Becca's thighs before switching over to the front of her pants. She slowly started unbuckling Becca's belt.
"And why is this not a good idea?" Freen slipped the pin from the leather and the belt popped open.
Freen's hands reached for the zipper, playing with it between her fingers.
Becca was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and she was ablaze with hot, molten lava running through her veins. She wanted Freen so badly and here she was, offering herself to Becca.
Go for it, Becca told herself
Just do it.
So close.
Freen should be yours.
Stop thinking.
Just stop...
"Stop... We need to stop. Freen..." Becca took a deep breath and placed her hands where Freen had her zipper almost halfway down.
Freen snorted and sat herself up on her elbows, staring at Becca with hot swirls of a storm glinting in the distance. Becca was unsure exactly what it meant.
"Are you serious?" Freen scoffed, frustrated that Becca was putting the breaks on their physical desires.
"How do I know that it's me that you want and not just a way of scratching an itch?" Becca pulled her face into an unusual display of vulnerability.
"I'm pretty sure it's you, Becca. I've never felt this way about anyone. Why would I throw that away?" Freen pushed herself up in order to sit cross-legged with Becca in her lap, the smaller girl's legs now wrapping around Freen's waist.
"But if I have to prove myself..." Freen placed one hand on Becca's back and the other on her neck, then pulled her in for a slow, languid kiss that seemed to last forever. Once she pulled away, she lightly cleaned her throat and offered her plan.
"If you want me to prove my feelings..." Freen spoke lowly into Becca's neck, causing another wave of goosebumps. "I won't try to initiate sex again, unless you ask me... To fuck you..." Freen went back to her open mouth kisses along Becca's throat, causing another deep groan to come from Becca.
At least now Becca felt in control.
"Promise?" She asked Freen along her ear, causing a shiver to run down the Thai woman's spine.
Freen gave off a breathy moan in response and nodded as best she could. "Promise. I'm at your mercy, Becca..."
Becca grinned and bit down on her bottom lip once she pulled back to watch Freen.
Now this was more like it...