#01

—

you drag amber by the hand to her room, where you find yourself being pushed down onto her bed.

you let yourself fall easily, leaning back on your elbows as you watch amber crawl up onto you, legs tangling with yours.

she reaches out and presses down on your sternum, pushing you to lay down fully, and you let yourself be moved by her.

she smiles then, pleased with how easily you’re letting her move you around. suddenly, your mind flashes to the images that started all of this, and you feel yourself shudder a little, involuntarily. amber pauses at that, searching your face. she must like what she sees because she leans down to kiss you again, trapping your bottom lip between hers.

when she pulls back, you whine a little, trying to follow her lips. you weren’t expecting her to stop.

‘tell me what you’re thinking about,’ she husks, voice deep.

you blush, duck your head. you can’t help it. can’t hold eye contact with her when she’s looking at you like this, like she can see right through you.

‘y/n,’ she whispers. she taps your chin with your fingers, forcing you to look at her. ‘look at me,’ she says, ‘don’t hide. not now.’

your blush deepens, but you hold eye contact—eyes wide and vulnerable, letting her see you, all of you.

you don’t think you can say it out loud right now, so you don’t even try. you just take amber’s hand that’s at your waist, and bring it up to your neck.

she lets it rest there, searching your face.

‘please,’ you say.

‘okay, okay,’ she answers. ‘i’ve got you.’

her hand stretches across your throat, and she presses down, slow at first, carefully, always careful with you.

you whine a little, can’t help it.

encouraged by your reaction, she lets out a little huff of laughter before she presses harder, experimenting with the pressure.

she lets her hand wrap a little fuller around your neck, squeezes the sides.

you’re too out of it now, lost in the haze of it all to notice, but if you could, you’d see amber's subtle smile, the flicker in her eyes as she takes it all in. she likes this, more than she thought she would, likes seeing you so helpless for her, so needy.

‘what do you want baby?’ she goads, ‘tell me what you need.’

you whine, breathless. ‘please, amber,’ it’s all you can get out. your legs shift restlessly underneath amber’s body, hips pushing up, trying to get any semblance of pressure.

she reaches down your body with her free hand, lingering at all the right places before reaching your hip. once there, she spreads her hand, thumb over your hip bone and presses down, keeping your shifting hips in place.

‘try to stay still for me,’ she murmurs, before dragging her hand over to where you want her most.

you’re suddenly thankful you had changed into sweats earlier, as amber easily dips her hand under the waistband.

she drags her fingers down, over your underwear, and finally, rubs against your cunt.

‘oh, she breathes, ‘you’re wet. you’ve been thinking about this for a while, huh?’

you can’t do anything but nod, overwhelmed by amber on top of you, one hand still on your neck as the other traces over your now ruined underwear.

‘more,’ you beg. it’s all you can think to say right now.

‘more?’ amber repeats. ‘you’ll have to be a little more specific than that, y/n,’ she tuts.

still, amber’s nothing if not a giver, so she squeezes the hand that’s still around your neck a little harder.

your eyes roll back, and you grab amber’s other hand, the one that’s decidedly lower, trying to press it harder against where you need her most.

at that, amber pulls back completely. you flash your eyes open, indignant.

amber just shakes her head, ‘i’m the one in charge here,’ she says. she tilts her head, looking down at you, ‘or did you forget?’

from the look in her eyes you almost want to say yes, just to see what she would do. but you decide that’s something you can explore another time, and for now, you’re happy to give her what she wants.

you shake your head, ‘m sorry, baby.

she smiles wide, ‘that’s what i thought.’

she takes your hands now and pins them above your head, holding you by your wrists and pushing them down into the mattress.

you let her hold your arms down, shifting your hips up into her.

she grinds down once, hard, and you tilt your head back, letting out a moan. she’s still holding your wrists, but now she shifts them into one hand, and moves her other hand back down your body.

she slips under your underwear now and really touches you for the first time.

your breath catches at the same time as hers, both of you feeling how wet you’ve gotten.

‘feels so good,’ she hums. she drags her finger over you, purposefully avoiding your clit, then goes down, slips the tip of her finger into you, teasing, watching the way your mouth opens in a silent moan.

she takes her hand back then, and brings it up to her mouth, making a show of licking her fingers before sucking them into her mouth.

‘you taste so good.’

‘amber,’ you moan, your head drops back against the mattress. ‘please,’ you’re almost begging now. ‘need you.’

—

she lets her fingers dip into your entrance a few times, just teasing, but by the third time you’ve had enough. you try to push your hips up to take more of her.

she uses her hand to hold you down and you can feel the wetness of her fingers on your hip.

‘thought you wanted to beg me for it?’ you can tell amber’s enjoying this now, seeing you this desperate for her.

‘amber,’ you breathe, you’re far past the point of pretending to be unaffected. ‘please,’ you beg.

amber stays there, hands still, just lifts an eyebrow, ‘please what?’

‘baby please,’ you try again, ‘fuck me.’

‘please please—‘ you continue to chant under your breath.

at that, amber seems satisfied, and she relents.

she slides her hand back down, pushing past your sweats and underwear to slip a first finger inside.

you gasp at the intrusion, and she slips a second finger in almost immediately.

you can’t help but whine at the stretch, though all you can say is ambers name over and over again, head straining back against the mattress, mouth hanging open as amber fucks you with her fingers.

you move with her, reaching a hand down to hold against her wrist, trying to get her to give you more, to go harder.

amber takes the hint, moving her fingers in and out of you faster, deeper.

you’re breathing heavily now, panting in time with her thrusts.

amber slides the hand that was holding your wrists back down your arms, dragging lightly over your neck, teasing you, before she grabs your jaw, tilting your head to look at her, taking advantage of your open mouth to slip her thumb inside.

you moan hard at that, sucking her thumb deeper into your mouth.

amber huffs out a breath at the warmth, the wetness.

it’s all too much for you now, your senses overwhelmed by amber, and you know you’re about to come. you can feel your legs tensing, core tight. you can’t get a word out to warn amber, her thumb still in your mouth, so you just squeeze her wrist harder, hoping she gets the message.

she moves faster, and you come with a strangled gasp, body trying to fold but stopped by amber’s, still on top of you.

—

before you’ve even come down, amber’s moving her hand again, she takes the one in your mouth and brings it down, squeezing your hip as she continues thrusting her fingers in and out of you, gently, but consistently, her thumb reaching to rub your clit.

you shudder at her movements, still not fully recovered.

you shake your head, ‘i can’t,’ you plead.

‘just one more,’ amber urges, ‘i know you can.’

she keeps her thumb circling against your clit, adding pressure every time you let out a whine.

she continues her ministrations, talking you through it, ‘so good for me, you’re so good baby.’ at that, you moan louder, hips lifting.

amber smirks at your reaction, and you can tell she’s cataloging this new discovery to bring up again at a later date. you’re too wound up to care too much right now though, all you can think about is what amber’s doing with her hands.

you make eye contact with her, and she smirks, winking at you.

at that, you let your head fall back into the mattress, helpless against whatever amber has planned for you next.

—

after it all, you’re lying beside her, attempting to catch your breath, when amber suddenly lets out a laugh.

you half turn to look at her, eyes questioning.

‘who knew you were kind of a freak,’ she teases.

‘amberrrrrrr,’ you whine, turning to hide your face into her shoulder.

she just laughs harder, then throws an arm around your shoulder to pull you closer into her,

‘i can’t believe you just asked me to choke you and that’s what makes you blush.’ she says.