Mckenzie Monroe

apartment hunting was hard, not that she knew it firsthand, but she was definitely starting to hate it. lexi, though, still felt over the moon, moving in with mckenzie was the dream, she couldn’t wait to come home to her every day without worrying about goodbyes, it would be their place. "thank god it’s evolving," she chuckled, giving her hand a small squeeze, clearly teasing, "it started when you chose me, that’s when your taste improved," she winked. as mckenzie described picturing them there, waking up, coffee, mornings together, lexi huffed lightly. "hey, i don’t leave my stuff everywhere," she protested, glancing at her girlfriend. but the moment mckenzie decided, lexi’s smile lit up her whole face. she stepped in and wrapped her arms around her, excitement spilling over. "then this is the one," she said, kissing her quickly before pulling back just enough to look at her. "we’re moving in together… can you believe it?"

Mckenzie let out a soft laugh as Lexi threw her arms around her. Even being nearly tackled by excitement felt perfect when it was Lexi. For a second, she just stood there, smiling into the moment as it truly sank in, this was real. Their place. Their next step. No more wishing for it. “Your stuff absolutely ends up everywhere,” she said first, because she couldn’t let that pass, though the warmth in her voice betrayed her teasing. Her gaze flicked around the apartment, already imagining traces of them in every room. Then she looked back at Lexi, expression softening completely. “Yeah,” she murmured, thumbs brushing gently against her skin. “I can believe it, because it’s you and me. We can do anything we put our minds too." She turned in her arms to face Lexi. “I want this more than anything,” she admitted quietly. “I want to wake up next to you every day, argue over who's turn it is to turn the lights off at night time , trip over your shoes in the hallway, all of it.” A grin tugged at her lips as she tucked a strand of hair behind Lexi’s ear. "I want to live with my girlfriend."

she didn’t remember exactly when the idea had been suggested, but she could only recall one of them mentioning it when they were breathless and naked in bed. now they were on the third possible apartment they were visiting. lexi didn’t want to say it, but this was the best one they’d seen so far. "i swear, if i see another ugly, outdated bathroom, i'm giving up," she promised, her hand reaching for mckenzie’s. "do we think this is the one? or are we gonna keep saying that about the last ones we've seen?" she joked, smirking as she looked at the brunette. "i'm not saying your taste is bad, but those houses were..." she teased. @mckenzie-monroe

McKenzie let out a soft breath through her nose, her fingers curling instinctively around Lexi’s hand when it found hers. The warmth grounded her, even as her gaze drifted around the apartment again, sunlight pooling across the hardwood floors, the way the space felt quieter than the others they'd already looked at. She hesitated, as she often did when decisions tried to pin her down. Her lips pressed together briefly before she glanced back at Lexi, a faint, almost sheepish smile forming. “Hey,” she murmured, giving her hand a small squeeze, tone gentle but edged with thought. “My taste is evolving, thank you very much.” There was a pause, just long enough to show she was actually considering it this time.Her eyes flicked toward the hallway, then back to Lexi. “I think,” she started, then stopped, exhaling a quiet laugh at herself. “God, why is this so hard?” McKenzie shifted her weight, shoulders relaxing as she leaned a little closer, lowering her voice like it made the admission easier. “I keep trying to picture us here. Not just visiting, like, actually living.” Her thumb brushed absentmindedly over Lexi’s knuckles. “Waking up, arguing over coffee, you leaving your stuff everywhere,” she added, a teasing note slipping in. A small tilt of her head, a quiet half smile. “This might actually be the one.”

she was normally the one on top, and she liked being able to see every angle of mckenzie’s face; it was one of the best views for lexi. but that party had made them change places, and if lexi was honest… she didn’t mind it. seeing mckenzie so sure, so ready, made her enjoy the moment even more, and she tried to take everything in. “you make me go quiet when you get into this sexy mood,” she confessed. she was telling the truth—she was enjoying mckenzie being on top. “i trust you,” she nodded. “the pillow princess knows how to make me shut up,” she chuckled, a playful smirk on her lips. “i’m a pillow princess for the night, and i love it,” she promised breathlessly. her hands moved to the brunette’s hips, grounding herself but also wanting her as close as possible, wanting to take in every sensation. her whole body buzzed, as if every inch of her skin were alive with nerve endings. “fuck, mckenzie,” she moaned loudly. “that’s so hot,” she pleaded, her eyes closing. “i’m close,” the blonde announced, her back arching, her eyes fighting to stay on mckenzie but willing to close just to surrender to the wave of heat. “fuck, baby.”

McKenzie felt a soft thrill at how close Lexi was, the way her hands found her hips and held her gently. The change from their usual dynamic only made the moment feel lighter, warmer, like an adventure they were sharing together. She moved slowly, attuned to every subtle reaction Lexi gave. "I don't think I have ever saw you this quiet before." Lexi’s playful smirk made her heart lift. “Being a pillow princess right now suits you perfectly,” McKenzie said softly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind Lexi’s ear. “Just don't get too use to it." Every little breath, every flutter of her eyelashes, every quiet laugh made McKenzie feel even closer. When Lexi leaned into her, eyes half-closed, she leaned closer too, letting her words wrap around her gently. “You’re amazing,” she whispered, letting the warmth of her voice fill the space between them. McKenzie stayed present, holding the moment with care and attention, savoring the connection, the quiet trust, and the joy of just being together. “I’ve got you,” she murmured, a soft smile brushing her lips. She shifted gently against Lexi a couple of times, each movement slow and deliberate, savoring the closeness. She leaned closer again, moving against Lexi just enough to feel their warmth mingle, then tipped her own head back slightly, letting her eyes close for a heartbeat as she enjoyed the moment fully. "Ah, fuck, Lex."

McKenzie’s breath hitched when Lexi said please, but this time she didn’t hesitate. The nervousness was still there, buzzing under her skin, yet she didn’t let it show. Instead, she smiled, slow, confident, like she knew exactly what she was doing, even if she was figuring it out as she went. “Look at you,” McKenzie murmured, her voice warm and teasing. “All quiet for me.” She tilted her head slightly, eyes flicking over Lexi’s face with clear appreciation. When Lexi said she didn’t want to recover, McKenzie let out a soft laugh, low and pleased. “Good,” she replied easily. “Because I don’t really want you thinking straight right now.” She leaned in close, close enough that Lexi could feel her breath, but she didn’t kiss her just yet. McKenzie wanted to savor it. “You trust me that much?” she asked, tone playful but sincere. “That’s dangerous. I'm usually the pillow princess.” Her hands stayed firm where she’d placed them, deliberate, confident. She brushed her nose lightly against Lexi’s, finally closing the distance just enough to make her point. “I’m not stopping,” McKenzie said softly, confidently. “Not when you’re looking at me like that.” And for someone who was new to all of this, McKenzie looked right at home, flirty, grounded, and clearly aware of the effect she was having. “You have no idea,” she murmured, tone soft but unmistakably heated, “how good you look when you’re like this for me.” She let the words sink in before adding, quieter still, “And I’m not done making you feel it.” McKenzie pulled back just enough to look at Lexi, eyes dark with confidence now, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Stay right there,” she said gently but firmly. “I want to see every reaction you make because of me."

lexi had been with many people; she wasn’t ashamed of the number of women she had been with, but mckenzie was sparking things no one had ever made her feel. it was impossible to think her heart could race like that when she had done this before, but the way mckenzie looked at her, those subtle movements, straddling on top of her, made lexi—someone who was always so vocal—go silent, just admiring her pretty girlfriend. she would stay under her forever if that were an option. “you look like a goddess,” she promised, a smile on her lips. “i know, but you look so ethereal right now i wanted to make sure i could ruin the picture,” she chuckled softly, a playful smirk on her lips. her hands moved to mckenzie’s hips, just wanting some kind of contact with her body, and that alone made her smile. she couldn’t believe everything felt so perfect. as mckenzie shifted on top of her, lexi felt her heart skip a beat, her breath catching for a second; under her girlfriend, she was a mess. “i do see it—you look amazing, so hot i could just cum at the thought of you,” lexi murmured, “but honestly, you should see the mess you made of me,” she whispered, her hands moving down her waist to squeeze mckenzie’s ass. “you make me crazy, kenzie, in the best ways possible,” she promised. “now can i get one of those kisses from you that make my brain just melt?”

McKenzie froze for half a second when Lexi went quiet—like she always did when she wasn’t sure what she was allowed to do next. Being on top of a woman still felt new, still felt like borrowed confidence she was trying not to drop. But the way Lexi looked at her, like she was something holy, made her breathe through it and stay. She laughed softly at the goddess comment, cheeks warm. “Okay, first of all,” she said, a little breathless, “if you keep looking at me like that, I’m gonna start believing you.” She shifted her hips without really meaning to, hands braced on either side of Lexi’s shoulders. The contact alone sent a thrill through her—too aware of her body, of how close they were. “And second,” she added, grin turning playful, flirty in a way she was just learning how to be, “I didn’t ruin anything. I enhanced it. There’s a difference.” When Lexi’s hands slid to her hips, McKenzie sucked in a breath, eyes dropping instinctively to Lexi’s mouth. At Lexi’s whispered confession, McKenzie’s smile softened, something more sincere slipping through the teasing. “I like that I do that to you,” she admitted. “I like knowing I make you feel undone.” A small pause, then, quieter: “No one’s ever reacted to me like this before.” When Lexi asked for a kiss, McKenzie didn’t hesitate. “Yeah,” she said, leaning down slowly, deliberately, letting the moment stretch. “You can have as many as you want.” Before closing the distance completely, she brushed her nose against Lexi’s and whispered, “Just don’t blame me if your brain never recovers.” McKenzie didn’t hesitate this time. She kissed Lexi again, confident, lingering, like she was finally settling into the feeling instead of questioning it. McKenzie caught Lexi's hands smoothly, lifting them and holding them in place above her head, not forceful, just sure. Like she’d decided this was where they belonged. She pulled back just enough to look down at her, eyes bright, playful. She shifted closer, grounding herself there, clearly enjoying the reaction she got. Another kiss followed—slow, deliberate—before she smiled against Lexi’s lips. "Oh, I can definitely feel the mess I'm making of you. How close are you?"

if there was something lexi loved, it was seeing mckenzie feeling so confident and in control; she loved seeing that smile on her face. it was a turn-on seeing her girlfriend so comfortable in that situation. she loved those soft moments with her girl, but seeing her do whatever was on her mind was what really reminded her how proud she was of her and how much she loved her. "you know you were, baby," she smirked, biting down on her lower lip. it was so captivating seeing the brunette like that. she would love being like that forever. she looked at the girl as she removed her bottoms and straddled over her; she was surprised—before she could even think about it, the girl had already pinned her hand against the sheets. she knew her well enough to know that was exactly what lexi was going to do, and that amused her. at her moan, lexi smiled. "you look so pretty on top of me, baby," she whispered. "please let me touch you, please" she whispered.

If there was one thing that always struck McKenzie, it was the way Lexi looked at her. That look—warm, proud, almost glowing—made something flutter in her chest every time. She loved their soft, gentle moments, but seeing Lexi so captivated by her, so openly admiring, reminded McKenzie how deeply they cared for each other. When McKenzie moved closer, straddling and climbing on top of Lexi, she caught the hint of surprise in her girlfriend’s eyes—surprise. Lexi knew her well enough to expect it, and the amusement there made McKenzie smile. Hearing the soft sound Lexi let out in response only deepened that warmth in her chest. She brushed a thumb gently along Lexi’s cheek. “Do I? Now you know how I feel every time you've been the one that's in this position." McKenzie felt it—a mixture of affection and trust. “Hey… you can,” she whispered, her tone gentle and reassuring. “You know I trust you.” Her voice stayed soft, steady, full of the affection she didn’t always say out loud. “Just… be with me, okay? She reached for Lexi’s hand, her fingers brushing over it before she gently guided it upward. McKenzie placed Lexi’s hand on her waist, holding it there for a moment so Lexi could feel the quiet yes in her touch. “Lexi, you have my permission. Always.” Her words came out steady, warm, honest. “You don’t need to ask. I feel safe with you.” McKenzie adjusted her position, suggestively, a quick deliberate shift—close enough that Lexi could feel how present she was, how tuned in to her she was being. It wasn’t accidental, and it wasn’t innocent — it was deliberate. Purposeful. A move meant to change the mood, to let Lexi feel the spark she was intentionally creating. “See what you do to me?”

Mckenzie’s eyes held Lexi’s as she stepped closer, that quiet confidence of hers never wavering. There was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth — not arrogance, just the kind of control that came naturally to her. She could feel the pull between them, electric and certain, but she didn’t rush it; she liked the weight of the moment, the way Lexi’s breath hitched just from the space narrowing between them. Mckenzie’s smile deepened slightly, a glint of satisfaction flickering in her gaze. She turned to close the door without a word, slow and purposeful, the soft click echoing in the silence that followed. No interruptions — exactly how she wanted it. Her steps back toward Lexi were unhurried, each one deliberate. She caught the look in Lexi’s eyes and felt the tension hum between them. “Was I?” she murmured in response, voice smooth, threaded with amusement when Lexi confessed she’d been driving her crazy just by talking. “Good.” When Lexi leaned back and whispered her challenge, Mckenzie tilted her head, that same teasing smirk returning as she removed her bottoms too. She shifted, straddling Lexi at a sideways angle and caught Lexi’s hands before they could wander away. Mckenzie pinned them gently against the sheets, fingers lacing through hers. Her hips against the other girl's - teasing. A breathy pretty moan escaped from out of her lips the instant the two made contact. "Lexi."

lexi loved having some kind of control; it didn’t have to be over her, but she loved how they could simply switch, and there she had her, doing exactly as she was told. she sat on the edge of the stranger’s bed, not caring—her eyes were on her girlfriend as she walked closer until she stood right in front of her, looking at lexi as if she’d been heaven-sent, which to lexi she was. when the other told her she’d walked too much, lexi raised an eyebrow—she was so into that firm mckenzie, so ready to do whatever she asked. she could be a good listener when she had a reason, and her girlfriend speaking to her like that was a very good reason. as mckenzie pushed her down onto the mattress, lexi’s breath hitched; her eyes closed as mckenzie whispered that she was hers by the shell of her ear, and lexi melted against her. at her demand, mckenzie didn’t hesitate. “i’m yours and i’ll do whatever you want,” she promised, her hands settling on lexi’s hips, wanting to feel her.

McKenzie didn’t just move—she owned the space around her, each step deliberate, her presence swallowing up the room. Her eyes lingered on Lexi, unwavering, full of that confident spark that made her impossible to resist. She stood tall in front of her girlfriend, tilting her head down slightly, lips curving into a knowing smile. With a slow, commanding grace, she placed her hand against Lexi’s shoulder, easing her back onto the mattress as though it had been her idea all along. McKenzie leaned down, close enough that Lexi could feel her breath ghosting along her skin. “And you’re going to do exactly what I say, aren’t you?” The question wasn’t really a question—it was a statement dressed up as one, confident and assured, a reminder that McKenzie wasn’t asking. She was claiming. She glanced over her shoulder, sharp and instinctive, toward the door. For the briefest second, her hold on Lexi loosened, though not in doubt—only in certainty of what she wanted next. “Not a chance I’m letting anyone interrupt this,” she muttered, her tone decisive. In one fluid movement she straightened, her stride quick and unapologetic as she crossed the room. The metallic click of the lock echoed like a promise, sealing them away from the rest of the world. Then she was back—fast, focused, almost eager—as she closed the distance between them again. Her smirk returned, softer now but no less commanding. McKenzie’s hands found Lexi’s body immediately, tugging at her clothes with a sense of urgency that spoke louder than words. Fingers slipped beneath fabric, testing, pulling, claiming each piece as hers to take away. “Where were we?” she teased, her voice low as her eyes trailed over Lexi, drinking in every detail like she had all the time in the world—even as her hands said otherwise. “Now,” McKenzie purred, standing over her with that air of authority that made Lexi’s breath catch, “let’s get you how I want you. Lie back. Leg's apart."

lexi loved mckenzie, she couldn’t keep it to herself, not when she was in love with her in a way she had never felt for anyone before. it was pure, even if there wasn’t anything innocent about the blonde—it felt like her heart had finally settled, like she didn’t have to search anymore. she had mckenzie, and her life was better because she was dating her crush, the girl she had dreamed about for months. she loved being her crazy, gentle girl. lexi was a walking contradiction—loud, chatty, blunt, sweet, and soft all at once—and mckenzie made her feel like she could be all of that at the same time. she loved who she was with her. “you can’t behave?” her voice teased, a smirk tugging at her lips, before her breath caught when her girlfriend brushed a lock of hair from her face. did she really get so nervous over a move like that? she smirked again. “you’re a really bad girl,” she chuckled, laughing out loud before biting her lower lip. “you don’t have to be tame, i love when you’re all crazy and horny,” she added with another smirk. she could feel the tension, the heat between them, and honestly, lexi could get drunk on that energy alone. she followed mckenzie through the crowd like she was the only light in the room, like there was nothing else worth noticing—and even if there was, she wouldn’t have let go of her hand, not now, not ever. they made their way upstairs, found the biggest room, and mckenzie pushed the door open with ease. stepping inside, lexi closed the door behind them, a smirk spreading on her lips. “oh, okay,” she grinned, walking toward the bed and sitting at the edge. “i’m under your orders, babygirl.”

McKenzie's eyes darkened with lust, her gaze roaming over Lexi. She stepped closer, her hips swaying in a rhythm that was all her own. When Lexi grinned and sat on the edge of the bed, that smug little smirk curling her lips as she offered herself up, Mckenzie tilted her head, eyes narrowing with playful challenge. “Oh, are you now?” she murmured, voice low and edged with tease, taking slow steps closer until she was standing between Lexi’s knees. She let her fingers brush along Lexi’s jaw, deliberate and unhurried, watching the way her girlfriend reacted to even the smallest touch. Mckenzie loved that—loved the way Lexi could talk all bold, only to get undone by the softest graze of her hand. “You talk so much,” she smirked again, leaning down until their breaths mingled. “But let’s see if you’re as good at listening.” Without another word, she pressed forward, palms braced against Lexi’s shoulders as she gave one firm push. Mckenzie leaned over her, slow and deliberate, planting her hand beside Lexi’s head so she was caged in. “Mine,” she murmured, the word roughened by the edge of possession, her lips brushing so close to Lexi’s ear that it sent a shiver down her spine. She didn’t need to raise her voice—her control was felt in the weight of her body pinning Lexi down, in the certainty of every movement. “Now,” she whispered, lips hovering just above Lexi’s, “be a good girl… and tell me you’re mine. Tell me you’ll do whatever I want.” She dragged her hand down Lexi’s body, not rushing, savoring the way every touch made her shudder.

in their relationship they had all kinds of moments, but lexi’s personal favorites happened at parties—when they were just alone in the middle of everyone else, being themselves as alcohol filled their systems in the best way possible. that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy the rest of her time with mckenzie—she would never dare think badly about any moment they shared. she loved the brunette more than anything in this world. "i have seen you, and i keep looking at you," she mused, eyes dropping as she gave her a slow once-over, "and i keep thinking i’m the luckiest girl in the world," she added. she loved the way mckenzie reacted to her favorite pet name for her, her gaze locked on her as she gently brushed her hair back. "finding a room?" she raised her eyebrows, "why would i ask you to behave? if i ever ask you to behave, please slap me," she nodded with a grin, "i like how much of a tease you are too much to ask you to play the good girl," she pointed out. as she leaned in so close, lips practically brushing hers, lexi felt her thoughts completely scatter, which was rare for someone who always had something to say. she bit her lip at the mention of the bedroom, of staying there. she sighed, "i’m so down," she assured, reaching for her hand as they started toward the staircase—but then she stopped, smirked, and turned to look at mckenzie. "no, you’re going to do it. you’re going to take me to the room. you’re the one painting the picture, the one making me weak in the knees just by talking about a fucking bed—so you do the honors, take me to a room and fuck me," she winked playfully, "if you can take the challenge?"

McKenzie couldn’t help but smile as she watched Lexi’s eyes roam over her, that slow, thoughtful look making her heart skip. Hearing Lexi say she felt like the luckiest girl in the world because of her? That hit deep. She loved how gentle Lexi was when she brushed her hair back, like they could share a quiet, perfect moment amid the chaos of the party. When Lexi raised her eyebrow and teased about finding a room, McKenzie laughed softly, shaking her head. McKenzie’s lips curled into a sly, confident smile as she met Lexi’s gaze, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I can’t behave,” she said, voice low and teasing, letting the words hang between them like a delicious secret. She stepped closer, brushing a stray lock of hair from Lexi’s face, her touch gentle but charged. “Not with you. I can’t be tamed,” she whispered, the promise in her tone impossible to ignore. As Lexi leaned in, their lips nearly brushing, McKenzie felt that familiar rush—the heat, the spark that always left her breathless. She bit back a smile, matching Lexi’s intensity. “Thought you might be” she murmured, slipping her hand into Lexi’s as they started toward the staircase. Then Lexi stopped, that smirk lighting up her face, and McKenzie raised a brow, accepting the challenge without hesitation. With a confident smirk, McKenzie tightened her grip on Lexi’s hand. “Challenge accepted." Leading the way upstairs, McKenzie felt every step charged with playful confidence and the thrill of what was about to come. McKenzie didn’t hesitate as she wove through the crowded house, ignoring the curious glances from party guests. With a confident flick of her wrist, she gently but firmly pulled Lexi along, their hands intertwined like a secret no one else needed to know. Guests parted silently, sensing the unspoken command in McKenzie’s stride, watching as the two slipped past with that magnetic energy that made it clear: they were in their own world. Without a second thought, McKenzie led Lexi straight to the host’s parents’ bedroom, the door swinging open at her touch. She didn’t bother to lock it behind them, just shut it, too wrapped up in Lexi to care about who might wander in. The room was theirs for the taking. Turning to Lexi, McKenzie’s voice dropped to a sultry command, eyes locking with hers. “Go sit on the edge of the bed.”

if lexi was honest, she would’ve waited for mckenzie forever. it was sad, maybe even pathetic—maybe she would’ve never seen her best friend as something more, maybe she would’ve just followed mckenzie around like a lost puppy until the end. whenever she hooked up with people—older women, mostly—it wasn’t just for fun, it was to hide what she really felt for her best friend. but it had worked, somehow. she ended up with the prettiest and most amazing girlfriend she could’ve ever imagined. when mckenzie asked if she still wanted her, lexi smirked, giving her a slow once-over before answering, “i’d be stupid if i said i don’t want you.” then added, “not being able to stop? i’d never ask you to stop, babygirl.” she smirked again—they both knew how to play this teasing game. lexi loved it, the way they’d try to push each other, tease each other, always trying to get a reaction. “you’re lucky to have me then,” she whispered as she felt mckenzie’s nose brush hers. she wanted to kiss her—right there, right then—pull her close by the waist and close the gap, but she needed to know what mckenzie had in mind. and when she spoke, lexi had to bite down on her lower lip just to stop her jaw from hitting the floor. “then i definitely want to see your game,” she smiled. “but stop being a tease—are we leaving, or are you gonna have me dripping at this party? either way, it’s your call, you’re the one who wants to show off.”

McKenzie loved the way Lexi played with fire like she didn’t know she could get burned. That smirk? It made her pulse skip a beat, maybe two. But McKenzie was never the type to back down—especially not when things got deliciously complicated. She leaned in just enough, her lips brushing against Lexi’s cheek without quite landing. “You would be stupid,” she murmured with a coy glint in her eyes, "I mean have you seen me?" The word “babygirl” still rang in her ears, and damn if they didn’t make her want to melt right into Lexi’s arms—or climb on top of her lap and show her exactly what “dripping at this party” looked like. But McKenzie was a little more wicked than that. She liked the tease. Liked the way Lexi squirmed, like her self-control was hanging on by a thread. She tilted her head, hair brushing over her shoulder like a well-practiced threat. “Leave? No way. This fun's just beginning. We could find a room somewhere, or if we stay out here, you better not beg me to behave.” She smirked, playful and hungry, like she already knew the answer. “So, what’s it gonna be?” Her lips hovered dangerously close to Lexi’s, breath warm and intoxicating. “You know…” she started, her eyes flicking toward the house like she was already imagining it, “the parents’ room is probably the best room in the house.” She let the words hang there, sultry and suggestive. “The one with the biggest bed…” she bit her bottom lip and tilted her head, as if painting a picture just for Lexi. “The most comfortable blankets… fluffed up pillows…” She looked back at Lexi then, eyes smoldering, lips parted just slightly like a dare about to be spoken. Her voice dropped to a whisper only the two of them could hear, thick with heat and promise. “You down?”

lexi remembered talking to willow about how she felt for her best friend—she was pretty sure her sister had been annoyed by how much she talked about her. but one of the main things willow had told her was to just be there for her in case mckenzie ever realized she liked her back. it might’ve never happened, but lexi had waited, and she would’ve kept waiting until her best friend found someone who truly deserved her. luckily, she’d been the one mckenzie fell for too. if mckenzie had ever fallen for someone else, lexi wouldn’t have been mad, just heartbroken—but still there, still waiting. she didn’t care about sleeping around anymore, not when all she wanted was her. everything between them felt so easy, so natural, like being around each other was the most comforting thing in the world. seeing her girlfriend smirk made lexi raise her brows, amused and already melting inside. and then mckenzie told her she wanted her—and lexi felt a shiver run down her spine in the best way possible. the confidence, the way she was being playful, it was completely undoing her. “oh, please show me,” she teased, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “i’m a bad girl, but a really good kisser, just so you know.” she smirked, leaning in a little closer. “and i can be the best dessert.” her voice dropped, a hint of challenge behind her eyes. “baby girl, just remember, two can play this game.”

Mckenzie wasn’t used to wanting someone like this—needing them in the quiet, relentless, aching way she needed Lexi. It wasn’t just about how good they were together, how natural every moment felt. It was the way Lexi looked at her, even now, like she was something worth waiting for. And Lexi had waited. Through every uncertain moment, every shift in their friendship, every unspoken feeling that Mckenzie had taken too long to understand—Lexi had been there. Never pushing. Never demanding. Just... waiting. And somehow, she’d still ended up being the one Mckenzie wanted most. Now, watching Lexi melt beneath a single smirk of hers, Mckenzie felt that rush of boldness she didn’t usually let herself indulge. There was something electric in the air between them tonight, something teasing and slow-burning, and Mckenzie was done playing shy. So she said it. “I want you.” And Lexi’s reaction didn’t disappoint. That little shiver—she caught it. The way Lexi raised her brows, amused but already breathless, lips tugging into a playful smile that made Mckenzie feel like the room had narrowed to just the two of them. She smirked wider, taking a step closer, deliberate, eyes locked on Lexi’s. “You really want me to?” she asked, her voice dipped low, coaxing. “Might not be able to stop once I start.” Mckenzie let out a low laugh, eyes flicking down to Lexi’s mouth before returning to her gaze. “Yeah?” she said, stepping into her space fully now. “Guess I should verify that statement for myself.” God, she was killing her. Mckenzie’s breath hitched—just a little—but her grin stayed sharp. “Is that so?” she murmured. “Then I guess I might have a sweet tooth tonight.” Mckenzie tilted her head, close enough now that their noses almost brushed, her voice low and steady. “Yeah... but in this game nobody can lose." Then, softer, like a promise: “And when I’m done with you, you won’t want to win anyway. And everything I know about pleasing girls?" Mckenzie said with a sly grin, voice dipped in playful confidence. "Let’s just say I had the worlds best teacher."

lexi had always read mckenzie like an open book—one she’d memorized by heart. every little quirk, every favorite thing, the exact way she liked her coffee or which flowers made her smile without fail—lexi had it all tucked away in her mind like little treasures. it wasn’t even something she’d done intentionally at first. they were just friends back then, but even then, she was already paying attention, already caring more than she’d admit. now? she was head over heels, and the fact that she got to love mckenzie out loud made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world. she knew her ex could never measure up. he hadn’t seen mckenzie the way lexi did—hadn’t adored her the way she deserved to be adored. lexi made it her mission to treat her like royalty every day, to remind her she was worth every ounce of love and then some. "of course i do," lexi said with a grin, the pride in her voice unmistakable. "we’ve been friends forever... and more than that for a while now." her wink was shameless, flirty, and a little bit smug. she knew she was winning at this girlfriend thing, and honestly? she loved that. “you don’t have to worry,” she added quickly, her tone turning soft even beneath the teasing. “i’m not going anywhere. apocalypse or not, you’re stuck with me.” she pulled mckenzie in close like she was gravity, like it was the most natural thing in the world—and it was. she was addicted to the way the other felt in her arms. “oh, you wanna start with dessert?” lexi smirked, eyes dancing with mischief. “i’m the meal now?” her tone was playful, teasing, but the warmth in her gaze gave her away—she was gone for her. completely. watching mckenzie step back, all confident and pretty, lexi just stood there for a beat, her breath caught like she was seeing her for the first time all over again. then, without hesitation, she followed. she always would. “of course i’m following,” she said, falling into step behind her. “how could i not?” at her girlfriend’s smirk, lexi’s lips curled right back. “are you enjoying how bad i want you?” she echoed, low and teasing, leaning in with a smirk of her own. “because i do. and i don’t plan on hiding it.”

McKenzie had never been good at letting people in. She wasn’t cold—just cautious. Guarded. She’d spent too long building walls out of disappointment and second guesses. But somehow, Lexi had slipped past all of it without ever asking for permission. Lexi knowing exactly when McKenzie needed space and exactly when she needed to be held. It was in the way Lexi knew her. All of her. Even back when they were “just friends,” Lexi had been paying attention, carrying pieces of McKenzie around like sacred things. But now? Now that the friendship had bloomed into something deeper, something real and wide-open, it felt like McKenzie was finally breathing right for the first time. Her ex had never seen her like this. Had never even tried. McKenzie couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips. That wink? That playful, smug confidence? It made her heart ache in the best way. Because Lexi wasn’t just playing at love—she was showing it, living it, every second they were together. The teasing came naturally between them, but the tenderness always lived right underneath it. The way Lexi’s eyes lit up when McKenzie teased about dessert made her feel like she was the center of her universe. And maybe, just maybe, she was. McKenzie just bit back a smirk, tilting her head like she knew exactly what she was doing. McKenzie’s smirk deepened at Lexi’s words, a slow, knowing thing that said she knew exactly what she was doing to her. She didn’t even have to try—just the way Lexi looked at her was enough to send a spark dancing up her spine. “You’re not the only one who wants someone, you know,” she said, voice barely above a whisper. “But I like hearing you say it.” She reached out, fingertips brushing along Lexi’s wrist, slow and intentional. “So don’t hide it,” she added, leaning in close enough to feel her breath. “Let me show you."

one thing lexi was proud of was that she knew her girlfriend. they started dating a while after they became friends—way too long for lexi’s taste—but at that point, mckenzie was dating someone. she wasn’t going to step into that relationship, even if he was an asshole and she knew she would’ve treated her best friend way better. "i do, don't i?" she smiled. "i know what you like, what you hate… what you love—me, for example," she teased, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "of course, if your girlfriend doesn’t get you, who will, huh?" she grinned. there was always this soft feeling that washed over her when mckenzie did something as simple as kissing her cheek. there was a hint of playfulness, but those little kisses made lexi feel warm and happy, like a reminder that what they had wasn’t just passion—they truly loved each other. "of course you do, i know how you smile every time," she nodded, knowing she had studied mckenzie, memorized every little reaction. she loved the way the other responded to those nicknames, and she loved being the one to say them. "as i said, if your girlfriend doesn’t get you, who will?" she repeated with a knowing look. everything lexi wanted in life was right in front of her. she had grown up in a warm, caring household, she had always gotten what she wanted, but the only thing she truly needed now was mckenzie by her side—she was the one who made her happy. as the brunette pulled her close, a smirk tugged at lexi’s lips. at her flirty comment, she couldn’t help the way a smile spread across her face. "you mean something like pizza… or more like your girlfriend?" she teased, tilting her head just slightly, eyes filled with mischief.

McKenzie couldn’t help the soft chuckle that escaped her as Lexi teased her. There was something about the way Lexi could so effortlessly read her, about how she always seemed to know exactly what to say to make McKenzie smile. It was one of the many things McKenzie loved about her—how, even without trying, Lexi always knew how to make her feel seen. She nodded in acknowledgment, a playful glint in her eyes. “Yeah, you do,” McKenzie agreed, a small grin forming on her lips. “You know me better than anyone.” The warmth she felt inside when Lexi joked with her, or when she kissed her cheek, was something McKenzie cherished deeply. It wasn’t just passion—it was something more, something real. She couldn’t help but feel the pull of that love every time Lexi made her laugh or said something sweet and teasing. "And, yeah, if I didn't have you, I’m not sure who would get me." Lexi’s ability to read her was both endearing and comforting. It made McKenzie feel like no matter what, she always had someone who understood her. There was no need for words sometimes—just the way Lexi looked at her, the way they could tease each other without the need for anything more. When Lexi pulled her closer, that familiar warmth settled inside McKenzie again. She felt the shift in energy as Lexi made her flirty comment, and the smile that spread across McKenzie’s face mirrored the one on Lexi’s. “Hmm, pizza sounds good, but I think I’d rather have my girlfriend,” McKenzie teased back, her tone filled with affection and playful mischief. She leaned in close, her lips hovering near Lexi’s ear as she whispered with a playful tone, “I think you’re more my kind of ‘meal’ anyways." McKenzie couldn’t help but smirk as she felt the playful energy between them build. With a confident step back, she started to walk away, her eyes locking with Lexi’s as her grin widened. Her fingers brushed along Lexi’s as she took a step back, her body language teasing and full of confidence. “You coming, or...?” she asked, her voice light but laced with a hint of challenge. She didn’t wait for an immediate response, her pace slow and teasing, her gaze flickering over her shoulder as she walked backward, all while keeping that mischievous smile firmly in place. There was something thrilling about this—being the one to pull away just a little, to make Lexi chase after her. McKenzie knew how to make a game out of the simplest things, and right now, she was loving how Lexi was looking at her, clearly intrigued.

whenever mckenzie was around, lexi couldn’t think about anything else. their chemistry was unlike anything she had ever felt before. she had been with plenty of girls in the past, never caring whether she saw them again, but when she confessed her feelings to her best friend and she agreed to start something with her, she knew they were going to be the best couple. they were there for each other, and that wasn’t going to change. "i know i will, i'm really good at reading you," she smiled, looking down at the brunette. "don't worry about it, i'll get it back, no matter what," she promised with a smirk. "oh, don’t use my words, i said it first—just enjoy it," she whispered playfully before pressing her lips against hers. hearing her girlfriend’s playful confession, imagining something hot, made her smile. "of course, don’t forget i know you too well," she grinned, "just like i know how much you like when i call you babygirl," she smirked, kissing her jaw teasingly. "admit it, your knees weaken every time," she whispered against her skin before pulling away just to tease her. at her words, lexi smiled—she hadn’t been able to think about anything but her either. that’s how she had felt since the moment they met. from the very first conversation, mckenzie had been stuck in her mind. she knew every detail about her, what she liked, what she hated. it felt good knowing she had the same effect on her girlfriend. it wasn’t surprising, she knew they loved each other just as much, but hearing her say it out loud made lexi’s heart race. "don’t feel sorry about it, just tell me what you were thinking," she grinned. "i can keep a secret," she promised with a smirk. "i am irresistible," she nodded, "but so is my girlfriend—the baddest bitch i’ve ever seen and the hottest one," she smiled, her hands trailing down mckenzie’s body just enough to squeeze her ass. "i'll control myself for now," she promised, pulling away. "so, what does my girl want to do now? drink some more? go back to your place? because i am not dealing with my dad while i’m drunk. or do you wanna eat something?"

McKenzie couldn't help but smile as she listened to Lexi. Every time they were together, it felt like the world just stopped, leaving only the two of them. The chemistry between them was electric, undeniable. Since they had taken their friendship to a deeper level, McKenzie couldn't stop thinking about her, and it felt like no one else even compared. "You really know me too well," McKenzie replied, her eyes sparkling with affection. "But I don't mind at all. It's nice knowing someone gets me like you do." Her lips curled into a playful grin as she teased back, leaning in just enough to kiss Lexi's cheek before pulling away slightly. When Lexi continued with that teasing confession, McKenzie’s grin grew. "I do love when you call me baby girl" she said, her tone playful but with a hint of sincerity. She softened the moment Lexi pressed a kiss against her jaw. She couldn't pretend like the other girl didn't have an impact on her almost every thought nowadays. As they shared this moment, McKenzie couldn't help but feel completely at ease with Lexi. They had built something real, something unshakable, and McKenzie was certain that they were always going to have each other’s backs, no matter what. It wasn’t just love—it was understanding, support, and laughter wrapped up into one perfect package. She smiled softly as Lexi spoke, feeling the warmth of their bond grow even stronger. "You always know how to make me smile," McKenzie said, her tone light but filled with affection. "You really are the hottest thing around, you know?" She grinned, brushing her fingers against Lexi’s waist, pulling her in closer. "And I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else but you." McKenzie glanced over her shoulder with a mischievous smile, her hand trailing behind her as she started to walk away. “I could eat,” she teased playfully, her voice full of flirtation. She gave Lexi a wink, knowing that a little bit of teasing always kept things exciting.

lexi adored these moments with mckenzie. the playful banter, the teasing, and the undeniable chemistry between them made everything feel effortless. it was their world, and no one else could ruin that. “yes, baby girl, i just need to find that challenge,” she teased, her voice laced with mischief, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. calling mckenzie by those pet names always gave her a little rush of happiness. when mckenzie declared herself the biggest tease, lexi chuckled, shaking her head. “i’ll make sure to take my title back, just don’t get used to it,” she shot back, still smirking, but her eyes were playful, loving the little competition between them. she let out a soft laugh as mckenzie commented on her "kinky" words, her hand going to her lips as she bit her nail in mock contemplation. “it’s not my fault my girlfriend looks like a snack,” lexi shrugged nonchalantly, though there was that mischievous glint in her eyes. as mckenzie pulled her closer, lexi’s arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her even tighter, her body melting into the embrace. “you’re my every last gay thought, you’re right,” she whispered, before leaning in slowly, pressing her lips against mckenzie’s. pulling back just slightly, she smirked again. “now admit it. as kinky as it was, i managed to make you imagine it. did i make you not think straight?” she teased, her eyes dancing with amusement.

McKenzie felt a rush of warmth as Lexi’s playful energy filled the air around them. She loved these moments—how easy it was to slip into their banter, to tease each other and revel in the chemistry that seemed to hum between them like a constant undercurrent. There was something so perfect about it, something that made her feel like the world outside didn’t matter, that nothing could touch them when they were like this. This felt real compared to everything int he past. When Lexi called her "baby girl," McKenzie felt a little flutter in her chest, the words holding a playful edge that always seemed to ignite something inside her. "Mmm, I’m sure you’ll find it," she teased back, her voice dripping with mischief as her lips curled into that familiar, sly smirk. She was used to the way Lexi could make her feel like they were the only two people in the room, and the power of those little pet names never seemed to lose their magic. McKenzie raised an eyebrow as Lexi claimed she’d take her title back, a soft chuckle escaping her. "Oh, you’ll have to try a lot harder than that," she shot back, the playful competition between them lighting up her eyes. It was these moments—the back and forth, the playful teasing—that made her feel so alive. It wasn’t just about the words; it was the connection, the way they could joke and flirt and still know that everything between them was rooted in something deeper. And then, when Lexi pulled her closer, McKenzie melted into her touch. The way Lexi's arms wrapped around her neck, drawing her in so effortlessly, made everything else fade. She whispered back, a soft, almost reverent smile on her lips. "You're the snack, Lex." The kiss that followed was slow, tender, and McKenzie felt her heart race as they shared that intimate moment, so full of love and undeniable attraction. When Lexi pulled back, a smirk danced on her lips again. McKenzie’s eyes twinkled as she leaned in a little closer, her voice soft but playful. "I think you did, Lexi," she said, her smile widening. "You’ve definitely got me thinking... in ways I might not have planned." There was something so intoxicating about the way they could both tease each other—no barriers, no holds barred. Just them, wrapped up in each other, and McKenzie wouldn’t have had it any other way. "I've never not had a straight thought about you since the moment you told me you liked me," McKenzie teased back, her voice full of affection but with a hint of mischief. "Honestly," she continued with a smirk, "I’ve been thinking about you way more than I probably should, and I’m not even sorry about it." Her fingers brushed lightly against Lexi’s arm, the touch soft but full of intent. "Guess you’re just that irresistible."

lexi had always loved partying, if she was honest. she thought it was fun—dancing without a care, drinking, and hanging out with her friends. but going to parties with mckenzie as her girlfriend? that was even better. she loved being close to her, their arms always wrapped around each other. it was the best feeling, and if she was really honest, she loved how great it felt knowing everyone could see the gorgeous brunette was hers. no one needed to be flirting with mckenzie, not when lexi was right there. "i can keep up; you just need to find a challenge that’s actually worth it," she teased, sticking her tongue out at her girlfriend. they could go back and forth all night about who was the "hot one," always insisting it was the other. but for lexi, mckenzie wasn’t just hot—she was the most amazing girlfriend she could’ve ever asked for. she was more than just stunning; she had the prettiest soul, and lexi wasn’t about to mess things up like she had back at university, ghosting people and ruining good things with older women she shouldn’t have been with. "of course i’m good," lexi smirked as her girlfriend finally closed the distance between them. but when mckenzie pulled back, clearly thinking she’d teased her enough, lexi wasn’t ready for it to be over—because, well, it was enough to get to her. "how else?" lexi asked, raising an eyebrow, her mind totally blank. maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just being around mckenzie, but any idea she had disappeared. "honestly, i feel like i’d shamelessly put your fingers in my mouth, but god knows what you’ve touched at this dirty party," she laughed, throwing her head back. "just take the title already; i’m not the biggest tease anymore," she said, raising her hands in defeat. "you make me nervous; i can’t think straight!"

Mckenzie couldn't help but smile at Lexi's teasing words, a soft laugh escaping her lips. The way Lexi flirted with her, so effortlessly, always put a spark in her chest. There was no doubt in her mind that they had something special, and that made everything—being at a party, joking around, whatever they were doing—feel even more fun. "Is that so?" Mckenzie smirked, leaning in a little closer to Lexi with a playful glint in her eyes. The way Lexi always tried to throw the attention back on her, claiming Mckenzie was the "hot one"—it was something they did often, back and forth—but Mckenzie wasn’t just about looks. Lexi made her feel seen in a way no one else had. That warmth and connection between them were everything. As Lexi laughed and tossed her hands in defeat, Mckenzie’s smile softened. "You’re not the biggest tease anymore, huh?" she said, leaning back slightly and raising an eyebrow. She raised her fist in the air taking the new title. When Lexi joked about putting her fingers in her mouth, Mckenzie laughed along, keeping the mood light. "Well, it’s a good thing we’re in a dirty party then, huh That's pretty kinky, Lex," she teased, poking fun but always keeping it easygoing. Mckenzie’s tone shifted slightly as she pulled Lexi in closer, looking at her with affection. "You've never been able to think straight though. I'm your every last gay thought."