dance til you’re dead

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However, the feeling of Rachel getting herself off by doing nothing more than rutting against Maia’s thigh was a soothing balm. 

“Oh shit,” Maia breathed, practically trembling as Rachel’s perfectly-timed whisper of that’s my girl made her shiver all over.

The realisation of how content she would be to call herself Rachel’s girl crept up on her slowly, having probably tried to make itself heard through all of her other lust-fueled thoughts. But she had most likely been too busy coming apart underneath Rachel’s tongue to properly realise that words were being put to the warm and heavy feeling in her chest.

“I’m your girl,” she said. “Course I am.” She let out another moan, the skin of her thigh wet and slick as Rachel moved against it. Hitching her knee up further she pressed insistently between Rachel’s legs, hoping she had the angle right. Soon enough, she was rewarded with Rachel climaxing above her, mouth falling open and blonde hair spilling down her back. Nothing seemed more appealing to Maia than being the girl of someone who looked like that when she came.

As soon as Rachel buried her face in Maia’s chest, she was grateful that she had enough cushioning for her. Her breasts had always been a secret source of self-consciousness for her, so used to the pin-thin girls in her ballet classes eyeing her dubiously when she had to go a size up in her leotard to accommodate them. Tonight as Rachel had licked them, sucked them, cupped them in her hands and all but worshipped them, Maia couldn’t help but suddenly be as fond of them as her best friend apparently was. She hummed a little and gently pinched the ends of Rachel’s hair as the other girl got her breath back.

“I’ve got you,” she said, gently running her other hand up and down the length of Rachel’s spine. She giggled a little at Rachel’s words, the movement jostling her roommate’s dainty frame on top of her and, since Rachel was bracketed by Maia’s thighs, resting between her legs, it did everything to reignite that same needy feeling at Maia’s core.

“You’re one to talk about sexy moans,” Maia said, giggling again. “God, you’re so…”

She gazed up at Rachel, starry-eyed and adoring.

“I think I’d let you fuck me for the rest of my life. I didn’t know it could feel that good,” she murmured, her hand skating down, reaching between them so she could dip her fingers into Rachel’s wetness and slowly, deliberately bring them to her mouth, sucking the tip of her fingers and never breaking eye contact.

It was a move she would never have dared even attempt before, far too shy for something as filthy as that. But she wanted Rachel to find her hot and exciting. Sexy, desirable.

“Fuck, you taste amazing.”

“How did it take us this long to realise how good the sex could be?” she laughed, warmth spreading through her at the sight of Maia’s smile. They could bicker well into the night about whose moans were sexier, but Rachel could think of better ways to spend that time. Ways that involved filling the air with so so much more noise. 

It was soothing to know that they were both still fine. Maia had been so nervous at the prospect of casual sex, just as she’d lamented the state of her love life and her aversion to actually going on dates when she was so busy all the time. Rachel’s solution had suited them both, a happy medium in which they could both have fun with their best friend and get to cum. And Rachel was a simple girl, at the end of the day. When granted the opportunity to lick and suck another girl’s clit until she came all over her face, she was never going to refuse the opportunity. She was having the time of her life, and it just so happened to be her favourite person in the world that she was doing it with. 

The moment Maia’s fingers dipped back in between her thighs, Rachel whined, greedy and desperate as she grinded against the other girl’s hand. The sensation was gone almost as quick as it arrived, and she almost felt a surge of disappointment in her chest, until her gaze landed back on Maia’s and her lips spread into an awe-struck smile. Watching Maia suck her own fingers unlocked something inside of Rachel that she didn’t know existed. 

“Holy fuck, are you kidding me?” 

Edging forward, uncaring as her knee pressed between Maia’s thighs, a sudden and urgent friction unleashed on the other girl’s already tender clit, Rachel nuzzled at her hand. It was a desperate, petulant move as she felt her nose brush the other woman’s knuckles, her teeth grazing along her wrist as a soft, whining sound left her. 

“Give me your fingers, baby. Oh my god, please,” she practically begged, her voice pitched several decibels higher than usual. 

Her lips were puckered into a pout, her eyebrows knitted together as she unleashed her biggest, saddest, most puppy dog eyes. She’d had every intention of rolling out of bed soon, ordering the two of them some pizza and throwing on a Golden Girls rerun to appease them for the rest of the night. Now, she thought she might lose her whole entire mind if she didn’t get to fuck Maia for at least another hour or two. 

“Have I ever told you how perfect you are?” Rachel laughed, words spoken through a wave of lust and desperation. 

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She was rewarded by the feeling of Rachel’s hand between her legs again, fingers lightly stroking her. Had she been with anyone else, Maia might have been embarrassed by the noise she let out, her body going slack and boneless.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpered. 

She leaned forward, the best she could in her lust-filled haze, to catch Rachel’s mouth in another kiss, teeth obediently sinking into the blonde’s bottom lip. For good measure, she sucked it into her mouth, her tongue running over it to soothe the sting of her bite. 

“This is literally the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me,” she confessed, her breath leaving her in short, frustrated gasps as Rachel’s fingers teased her, touching her in every way to make Maia’s nerves feel set alight, all the while deliberately avoiding where Maia needed her the most. 

She hummed contentedly as Rachel kissed her jaw and reassured her they could do this again. It seemed like an offer that was too good to be true. Because surely Maia’s life couldn’t run that smoothly. She was living in her dream city, performing her dream role on Broadway, and now she had the added bonus of her best friend casually volunteering to eat her out whenever she wanted. The mere idea of this being a regular occurrence prompted Maia to shiver and she knew that Rachel’s hand was going to feel wetter than it had a few seconds ago. There was a split second where she waited for the humiliation of that to set in, but when it didn’t arrive, Maia let out a thready-sounding giggle and ground her hips down against Rachel’s hand, dragging a gasp out of her when she caught the angle just right.

“Oh my god,” she whined, eyebrows pulling together as she fought to hold Rachel’s eye, only for her friend’s head to disappear from view, ducking down until Maia’s nipple, still sensitive and drawn tight in a stiff peak, was engulfed by the warm wetness of Rachel’s mouth.

“Holy shit,” Maia gasped, head pressed back against Rachel’s pillows as she eagerly let her friend have her way with her.

As best as she could, she moved her own leg underneath the sheets, slotting her thigh in between Rachel’s. It felt like the least she could do right now when Rachel was spilling filthy promises into her ear.

“Please,” she found herself begging pathetically. She wound her fingers into Rachel’s hair again, soundly keeping her friend’s head against her chest as she squirmed in pleasure underneath her. “Baby, please. That’s so good. Fuck, I don’t think I ever want you to stop doing that.”

Sufficed to say, she’d lost her spark a little, and she was just starting to find it again. 

Admittedly, much like Holden, she figured the benefit of fucking a girl like Maia was that they could trust each other. Maia was inexplicably beautiful and, as it turned out, obscenely good at giving head, but she was also Rachel’s best friend. The love and trust she had for her best friend and roommate was limitless, blissful relief settling deep inside her chest as she realised this was how things should be. Rachel loved casual sex and never thought it was anything to be judged, so it was a relief to know that she could coax Maia out of her shell and show her what she’d been missing. Things didn’t have to be weird or uncomfortable, there was no need for awkwardness and discomfort. They were just two hot, single girls having fun. And if the sounds the other girl was making right now were anything to go by, her teeth leaving a deliciously sharp sting against Rachel’s lower lip, then fun was an understatement. 

“That’s my girl,” Rachel murmured, breath hot against Maia’s breast. She laughed sweetly as she felt the warm pressure of the other girl’s thigh against her clit. They had long since surpassed the stage of feeling shy or embarrassed – not that Rachel had the capacity to feel shy when lapping her tongue greedily over her best friend’s nipples – and she welcomed the fresh wave of arousal that washed through her as she grinded against the other girl’s thigh, drenching her skin for the umpteenth time. 

Feeling cheeky, Rachel nipped hungrily at the sharp perk of Maia’s nipple, drawing another string of heady moans from the other girl. There was something so validating about the way her fingers were tugging sharply at the blonde’s hair, whining loudly as she begged her to never stop. Selfishly, she pulled her head back, breaking contact momentarily as her eyes fluttered shut and she focused on the thrill of Maia’s thigh, increasing her speed as she wound her hips harder, fast. She sat there momentarily, one hand pressed to the other girl’s collarbone as she rode her freely, shifting her hips this way and that, chasing the high she’d been clinging onto all night. 

Rachel’s body shuddered as she felt herself reach climax, her head dropping low as she buried her face in the other girl’s chest, breathless laughter muffled against her skin. She knew it was a little unfair to spoil Maia’s fun just to get herself off again, but they had all night for Rachel to make her come again. And all of tomorrow, and every day that followed. That was the perk of them being roommates, of course! 

“I think I could fuck you like this for the rest of my life and never be tired of hearing those sexy little moans of yours,” Rachel teased, her tone light. If Maia didn’t want to stop, who was she to complain? Relationships weren’t really Rachel’s thing anyway, so she wouldn’t say no to spending the foreseeable future hanging out with her best friend while she fucked her senseless behind closed doors. 

The whimper she made dragged itself up the back of her throat as she arched into Rachel’s touch, her hand curling in her best friend’s blonde hair.

“Fuck,” she moaned, before the noise dissolved into soft giggles. “They’re still…” A shaky breath, a sheepish smile. “They’re still pretty sensitive.”

Everything about her felt sensitive at that moment. Her nipples, between her thighs, the spot on her neck that Rachel was tasting, the wet feeling of her tongue making Maia shiver and squirm all at once. Earlier, she’d felt electric and now, only slightly sated. Like Rachel could touch her in just the right way and Maia would be ready to go again, pliant and submissive under the other girl’s hands.

Glowing under Rachel’s praise the same way she did whenever her performance as Katherine was positively reviewed by the masses, a soft blush coated Maia’s cheeks. She watched Rachel carefully, waiting for the moment where, perhaps, her best friend would grow a little colder and awkwardly ask if Maia could sleep in her own room. Instead, Rachel leaned forward for a kiss and Maia eagerly met her halfway.

Her fingers tangled in Rachel’s hair as she kissed her friend back, obediently opening her mouth as soon as she felt Rachel’s tongue swipe along the seam of her lips. She could taste herself on the other girl’s tongue, something that, on paper, might have prompted her to wrinkle her nose a little. Instead, in the moment, she found it very, very hot.

“Mm,” she mumbled softly against Rachel’s lips. Her heart felt a little too big for her chest right now, which she could only accredit to having her best friend, naked and wriggling and completely beautiful, under the covers with her. She felt everything a girl could, her ribs feeling like they might need to stretch and expand in order to contain every emotion coursing through her.

Gently nipping Rachel’s bottom lip - a trick she’d learned midway and had then performed to perfection several times over - she pulled back, her thumb swiping gently along Rachel’s cheekbone.

“Do you think…” Maia dropped her gaze, suddenly shy. Taking a deep breath, her eyes narrowed a little as she parsed her question before giving in and just asking it anyway. “Do you think that’s something we could.. Maybe do again?”

It was ridiculous that it had taken them this long to get here. Rachel hadn’t been lying when she said she’d looked before. They both remembered nights tangled together in the tub, Maia’s back pressed to Rachel’s bare chest. She’d wanted so desperately to dip her head and kiss the other girl’s neck, to slide her hand between her thighs and slip her fingers inside her and finger her senseless. What Maia hadn’t known at the time was how wet Rachel had been after, her body aching with want as she’d slumped down onto her bed, hair still dripping, mind whirring with the memory of Maia’s hands in it as she’d washed her hair. She’d had no use for her vibrator that night, the images of her best friend’s naked memory vivid enough to see her through several orgasms. She’d sucked her own fingers dry after, shameless and alight with arousal, hoping somehow that Maia could hear her. That she might stumble through the door and join her. 

“Oh, fuck,” Rachel groaned eagerly as Maia nipped down on her lip. Her hand slid down the other girl’s torso, teasingly trailing circles along her thigh. She whimpered delicately as her finger momentarily brushed along Maia’s entrance, feeling just how wet her best friend was for her again, and so soon. “That’s a dirty trick. Do it again.” 

She grinned, feeling naughty and desperate and completely in awe. How had the two of them spent so many nights wondering what it would be like to cross this line when they could have done it so long ago? Rachel couldn’t believe all the time they’d wasted sleeping in separate bedrooms. Her wide smile melted away into something softer as she nuzzled into the other girl’s hand, enjoying the swipe of her thumb against her skin. Her own hand remained busy between her legs, rubbing delicate circles against her skin, just shy of her clit. 

“Hey, don’t be shy, baby,” Rachel reassured her, pressing a soft kiss to the jut of her chin. At the end of the day, they were still best friends. They’d done this because they loved and trusted each other, that didn’t need to change. “We can do that as many times as you like, babe.” 

And she meant it, too. As if to prove her point, her eyes latched onto Maia’s own for a brief moment before she ducked her head, swiping her tongue across her best friend’s nipple. Then, just as she’d done so many times in the past couple of hours, she closed her mouth around the hardening nipple and sucked, releasing a low moan as she did so. 

“I wouldn’t mind making you come a couple more times tonight, if you ask nicely.” 

Her previous arguments, posed to herself, about not having sex with friends now seemed moot. It wasn’t a completely unfounded concern to have, she reasoned, but the points she had been making and trying desperately to reinforce over the years were now losing their validity. Back in LA, her high school best friend had been a girl named Cara, who had been just as eager to experiment with Maia, to turn their girly sleepovers into something far more intimate. But when Maia had confessed that everything they’d done had only made her spiral further in love with Cara, the other girl had given her a strange, panicked look and brushed her off with, “Weird. It was just a bit of fun, you know?”

Naturally, Maia had since been worried about what it would mean to sleep with someone who had no interest in taking things further. She could count her one night stands on one hand and still have fingers left over, all because she knew her heart too well and was hyperaware that in amongst the love for her mom and her brother and Broadway musicals and the colour pink and every rom-com to ever be set in New York, there was a deep and endless yearning to be loved by anyone who saw her at her most vulnerable.

Sleeping with Rachel should have been a bad idea. Maia’s roommate was ranked up there as one of the most important people in her life. Her best friend, really. She’d been too turned on to properly listen to reason and the mere idea of any potential repercussions had been a faraway thought when Rachel’s tongue was working between her legs, bringing Maia to a peak she’d never managed with her own fingers before. Her year-long dry spell had been broken in ways her brain was still trying to compute, and she waited for regret to rush in and carry her offshore.

Instead, she lay in Rachel’s bed, their legs tangled together, with the blonde’s mouth against Maia’s jaw, and all she could do was giggle.

She felt safe. She felt cared for. She felt like maybe Rachel wouldn’t give her the same scared-off look if Maia’s heart ran away with itself this time around.

“That was intense,” she said breathily, eyes half-lidded and her head tipped to the side as she ran a hand through Rachel’s hair. Another giggle spilled from her lips. “I mean, it was great. But intense, right?”

She dipped her head down, nuzzling Rachel’s face slightly to encourage the other girl to lift her head up. Softly, Maia pressed their lips together, before leaning back and giving her friend a dopey smile.

“Thank you.”

After getting her shit rocked for being queer at college and dropping out, Rach had been avoiding women. Well, maybe avoiding was the wrong word. She was a flirt by nature – she wasn’t a Nash for nothing – and she was hardly gonna say no to the prospect of getting fingered in the back of a McGrath-owned limo by none other than Eva Stanford, but still. For the most part, she wasn’t really fooling around with girls right now. She made out with pretty girls at parties and supplied Eva with endless nudes while the other girl was travelling across the world with her cunty little cars, but mostly she relied on nights being pounded by Holden or a quick fuck in the men’s room of some random night club whenever she could get it. Obviously, she knew Lando was more than happy to lend her a helping hand, and vice versa, but she was satiating the need for pussy by ignoring it completely. 

That was, of course, until Maia had confided in her that she hadn’t had sex in over a year. And that just wouldn’t do. 

Rachel’s best friend was sexy as fuck and had been the object of many of her late-night fantasies. She wasn’t ashamed to admit that she’d been imagining Maia’s tongue the last time she’d ridden Holden’s face – an admission that he’d declared hot as fuck, and had rewarded her for – and she’d never been shy about raking her gaze along her best friend’s body any time they’d shared a bath together. Truthfully, the last time they’d taken a soak together, she’d let her palm rest on Maia’s thigh, fingers tickling the inner skin as she longed for her best friend to push her hand just a couple of inches higher. The relief had never come, and she’d settled with just enjoying the press of her between her thighs; A sensation she’d memorised for long enough to let the visual get her off later that evening. 

Now, all of her Christmases had come at once as she lay naked beside the other girl, lips trailing along her pretty skin as she nipped at her jaw. One hand lazily trailed along Maia’s chest as she pinched the other girl’s nipple gently, quietly hoping to tease another whimper out of her. She wouldn’t forget the noises Maia had been making any time soon, but she wouldn’t say no to hearing them again either. 

“Intense. Sexy. Earth shattering,” Rachel murmured with a laugh, her tongue darting out to lick at the expanse of Maia’s neck before she finally pulled back, meeting her best friend’s gaze. 

It was nice, knowing they could come to this perfect little arrangement. Maia needed something casual without having to fall into bed with a stranger that she didn’t trust, and Rachel could enjoy the soft curves of her best friend’s lithe figure without having to worry about either being hate crimed or labelled as somebody’s girlfriend. 

“Don’t you think I should be the one thanking you?” Rachel smiled back, before leaning in to a chaste kiss to the other girl’s mouth. She whimpered softly, lips parting as she tasted the remnants of herself on Maia’s lips. “You let me fuck you and watch you come all over me. I think I won the lottery, babe.” 

Maia: Oh my GOSH.

Maia: Slow is good.

Maia: I know I definitely want to kiss you.

Maia: You know, everywhere.

Maia: Wow.

Maia: I was definitely looking before.

Maia: God. Okay.

Maia: I think they’d send me home anyway with the way I look right now.

Maia: I mean, you are.

Maia: You are making me feel crazy right now.

Maia: You sort of flirt with everyone, Rach 😅 I didn’t necessarily think I was special.

Maia: But…