#azzismut

𑣲 PAIRING vet!paigebueckers x rookie!azzifudd

𑣲 SUMMARY azzi is waiting for paige in nothing but her tshirt and her panties on.

𑣲 WARNINGS sexual content. munch!p(fav) hairpulling. spit. alil bit of plot. breeding kink? mommy/daddy use. sexting?in a way. strap sucking.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE a nasty lil short something for my pazzi feelers. this is also NOT ongoing, sweet and simple!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 3.9K

𑣲 TAGS this is dedicated to my favoriteeeeee @pearlydollsworld, i hope you loveeee queennnnn.

• • •

Azzi Fudd despised being bored. It was a little ironic how the number 1 pick in the draft still ached for that quiet lifestyle at times, making her want to consume that lonesome for what it was. It made her no better that she wasn’t found of to much attention anyway, she frayed away from it indefinitely and was taught to be true to herself, it’s what got her paid. It’s what kept her in the 2-bedroom condo at the heart of Uptown Dallas, fresh paint and plush carpeting that was her absolute favorite. The environment was new to her and she missed the family she had awaiting her back home but she loved the lonesome—until, it reached the point of boredom. Azzi laid on her stomach, her legs crossed at the ankles as she scrolled throughout her Instagram timeline.

It was a Saturday, quiet frank and hair wash day, she decided to stay inside. The stress it would’ve took to get dressed and made sure her hair stayed in check would’ve been to much for her making her stay inside in nothing but a fitted white tank, said tank cuffing her chest just right making the girls sit up nice and the laced black Victoria Secret panties she threw on after a much needed shower. Azzi had blown her hair out making it wavy against her back now, she couldn’t put it up just yet, letting it breathe before she wrapped it.

The grey sheets she had beneath her were ridded underneath her body, she continuously tossed and turned against her sheets with her legs sprawled beneath her. Azzi had a comfortable spot on her stomach now, her palm holding her pretty face up with her long legs drifting up and down, still wrapped at the ankles. The season was only beginning, the hectic practices but memorable moments was what Azzi did it for. It was the silence of the night that always got to her, she hated to admit it but she missed the chaotic noises the dorms left behind. It was like a part of her still remained in Storrs all the while she was conquering Dallas, day by day.

The lighting in her bedroom remained low nonetheless, a small shaded lamp sitting on her nightstand that contrasted a golden glow upon her face. Azzi thumb lifted first with seeing the notification slide down the top of her phone, her brown hues went over it a few times as she sat up accordingly to her elbows.

p baby

you’re no fun. 11:28PM

The text was immediate to make a smile spread across her face, she lasted a hour and a half before she texted her. Paige still decided to spend the night with a few of the women from the team, the last she knew that they were going to a few bars in town. Azzi though just couldn’t vision herself in that tonight; Azzi let the blonde go willingly even though she pressed to stay in with her, she actually made her get dressed and go out. Azzi didn’t plan on changing the life she was already living before she came, besides, she knew where Paige would be spending the rest of her night.

excuse me? 11:29PM

Paige responded within minutes.

p baby

yk everybody wanted to see you. they don’t bite 11:31PM

but do you? 11:31PM

Azzi couldn’t even fake it, she didn’t even bother to exit the thread with waiting on the next text. The text continued to come through, her eyes going over the message a few times before she responded.

p baby

only if your good 11:31PM

The red in her cheeks couldn’t be missed, a giggle falling from her lips as she twirled her hips so she could lie to her back. Azzi legs still resting beneath her, both hands holding her phone securely as she replied back like a schoolgirl in bed after hours.

i had my fun before i came. i needed no distractions. my bed treats me much much better. 11:33PM

p baby

really? show me 11:33PM

Azzi thought about it, her tongue going over her lips as she thought. The girl barley said anything but Azzi already felt her abdomen heating below her as her chest slowly rose and fell with her eyes sat on the text, her eyes slowly peered down to her attire seeing her shiny body that still appeared moisturized with the low lighting. Azzi stomach was flat with a tight and fit figure, she had been moving around all day long, her bed being more comfortable was an understatement. The girl was turning over to her side a bit, pressing the camera option in the messages and soon as the photo registered was when she lifted the silver iPhone 17 a bit higher.

The angle was perfect, giving a view of her toned body that was normally hidden beneath her clothes, the silver of her belly piercing catching in the camera. The picture giving her a small outline of her panties that was strapped to her waist, her chest though was fully in the photo, still sitting up nicely as she laid there comfortably again after pressing send on the photo. Azzi didn’t even have to analyze it, she pressed that blue button and watched the message send through. Azzi watched how the girl read over it within seconds, if that, it amazed her how she was literally spending time out but was glued to her phone now. It was only a few seconds going by before Paige replied, another smile coming to her face at the view of it.

p baby

stay just like that 11:35PM

Damn, that was quick. Azzi thought, the blonde was leaving no room for any other commentary. It excited her, her thighs squeezing tightly together making her thumbs move mindlessly with nothing but the truth just to watch it send.

i’ll be waiting. 11:35PM

• • •

Azzi got a set of three keys which all of them are now gone. One was to her parents, one was kept for her, that last key though was for her special someone. The sound of the front door opening fulfilled her ears making eyes lift firstly to see her making it in a twenty-minute span, she let her phone glide out of her hands whilst leaning up to her knees at the sound of her shoes inching closer down the hallway now. It was a lengthy walk, the hallway was probably the longest part about the space but as soon as she came around the corner, Azzi was already smiling.

Paige leaned against the threshold, stepping out of her white Jordan’s by firstly pulling the lace before they fell to the floor.

Paige had kept the drinking to a minimum, she probably took two shots flat but couldn’t worry about much of anything else at the sight of Azzi. The girl was sitting up on her knees towards the edge of the bed now, her arms spreading for Paige to walk into her embrace. “What took you so long?” Azzi questioned her but Paige still found her lips first, her arms wrapping around her tight to press her against her body whilst her lips moved against her own. The kiss was deep, both lips moving at that slow pace that had their lips dragging against one another’s. “Had to grab something.” Paige murmured, a hand moving from the embrace to grab Azzi’s wrist and she let her guide her to the middle of her pants to feel the length that rested there.

“I want it.” Azzi breathed against her mouth, her tongue dragging against the pink of her bottom lip whilst her hands started at the zipper of the black jumpsuit she wore. “Can I have it baby?” Azzi pulled at the zipper to show the black beater she wore underneath the jacket that looked freshly crisped, her hands going to push the jacket off her completely, squeezing at her biceps as it dropped to the floor. Paige nodded her head, dazed with the beauty that was leaning to her knees to pull at the sweats she wore, the girl was wasting no time to get Paige undressed completely and she let her strip her of everything she wore.

“You look so good.” Paige couldn’t help the words as they fell, her being able to see Azzi up close like this was taking her there. Azzi nipples were hard against her shirt, a pretty smile on her lips at the sound of the compliment. “You look better.” Azzi was inching off the bed so her knees could go to the floor, two pointer fingers to pull the sweats down her legs and making her step out of them. The boxers had went next—slowly though, a single finger catching onto the front just to pull them down and the clear strap springing out was a good 8inches with a curve forming at the tip.

“This lets you feel it too?” Paige was licking over her lips, her head slowly nodding. Azzi’s tongue came out firstly, lining from the base all the way to the tip just for her mouth to open wider for it and pushing it past her lips. Paige picked this one specifically with the dual harness making the small bullet insert inside of her, as soon as she felt the pressure from Azzi’s throat, her breath caught in a soft moan. Azzi eyes flicked upwards, pulling her head back to stick out her tongue, slapping the silicone against her pink tongue just to thrust her head forward again and take it into her mouth.

The repeating stimulation of it making Paige shudder, a weakness forming in her legs because of Azzi unstopping, she was pressing back against that pressure as the tip repeatedly found her throat. “Oh fuckk—Azzi, shitt” Paige hips rutting against the pressure as well, her legs leaning her forward making both hands reach the bed and Azzi head going back to rest against the edge of it to let Paige hips move accordingly. The spit cornering at her lips, leaving a mess on her face. “Show me baby show me how nasty you can get” The words was making Azzi moan against it, she could feel her clit pulsing between her legs from the anticipation as they were both braces wide from the position.

She wanted it so bad. Paige could cum easy just off the look in her eyes as her brown hues found her blue ones but Paige was pulling back now, a long breath falling from Azzi’s lips but Paige was leaning down to kiss her spit slicked mouth. Azzi had spit dripping from her chin to her chest, making a mess of the once cleaned tee she wore but Azzi couldn’t complain. Paige was pulling her up by her arms just to find her mouth again, her mouth sucking her bottom lip in easy making Azzi moan against her lips.

Paige tongue came out as their lips broke, the string of spit connecting briefly before it broke, they both were heaving face to face before Paige spun her and gave her a push making her fall forward towards the bed. Azzi knees stood straight beneath her, her arms going forward as her back arched deep like she knew Paige wanted just enough for her stomach to kiss her grey sheets. Paige hands came up gracefully, gripping the meat of her ass just to lean down a press a soft kiss to her back. “Good girl.” Azzi looked like sin, her shirt bunched at her waist now while Paige used her fingers to pull her panties down her legs. Paige tugged at the flimsy fabric, coming down to a single knee, a singular hand spreading her ass open as she let the spit fall from her tongue to gaze her pussy.

Azzi bringing both her arms underneath her to lay on them now, her lips parting with a shaky breath. “Paige, pleasee. I waited for you baby.” Instead of taking her tongue, it was her ring and middle finger that found her entrance with ease making her slip inside to about half her finger before she pulled it back out, slowly spreading those two fingers in a trance with the way her pussy left them. “I know, such a good girl for waiting on me.” Paige spoke gently, her fingers going in again making Azzi moan loudly from the stretch, Azzi stretching her own fingers to touch her lips in hopes to contain her loud noises.

Paige moaned at her pussy taking both fingers fully, her bottom lip going between her teeth as she thrusted them in and out of her system. It was a repeating motion that had Azzi moaning each time her fingers breached deeper, her hips rocking back against the pressure Paige was building. Azzi felt like she could come exactly off those small thrust, the girls fingers thrusting slowly but rammed inside of her with a different type of pressure, her hips rocking was making them hit deeper. The hand that held her open, now being the one to slap her ass making Azzi freeze as her fingers picked up. “Stop moving.” Paige reminded her, that hand coming to her hip to keep her locked in place before pulling her fingers back.

“Paige—,” Azzi protested faded soon as her legs started to cower and lean forward at Paige feasting on her pussy. Her mouth found her clit, holding it there whilst her tongue moved back and forth against it. Her tongue being a constant massage to her core that grew wetter every time her mouth moved against it, she hummed at the sweet taste Azzi was leaving on her tongue.

Paige could feel the wetter she continued to get with dragging her tongue flat against the mess she was making, licking upwards to plunge her tongue deep inside of her, holding it straight so she felt it. A thumb coming underneath her to rub messy circles against her clit—Azzi was losing it, her strength slipping through her fingers as her eyes pushed towards the back of her head. “Shitttttt” She cried, Paige wouldn’t move her mouth for a second, it was all consuming with the way she ate her out. Her entire top half falling to rest against her bedding with her hips down still propped up, Paige’s mouth finding her pearl again to suck on it.

Azzi gasped into the sheets, she couldn’t hold it if she tried. “I’m cumming—fuuck I’m—,” She whispered but she knew she heard her from the way Paige’s mouth moved against her clit again, humming into it with another slap to her ass. It made the string snap, her first one tonight that she felt reach her toes as her body burned with pleasure. It made her skin heat, her heart pound as she came down, a soft yelp from Paige standing to her feet now and pulling her back up accordingly.

Paige tongue came out to slowly drag against her bottom lip, her feet planted into the floor as she used the tip to play with her clit. “You’ll gimmie another?” The insertion that was inside of her was a slippery mess between her legs but she had yet to cum, the pressure was making her dizzy with it though making a single knee came to the bed with her hand lining her up. “Mmhmm” Azzi breathed making Paige eyes flick up this time as she eased inside of her, her hands gripping the sheets now as her toes curled.

“Yes yes, yes baby” Azzi chanted with her hands underneath her again with being able to hold herself up now but Paige had a tight grip on her waist; watching her take every last inch she gave her, the thrust extra sharp every time she slammed into her. “Baby—baby slow down” Azzi breathed as she leaned up with a single hand holding herself steady, her other hand going back to Paige’s wrist to hold her there. Paige looked up at her blissed out face, watching her tongue go over her lips and doey eyes watching her thrust return to a slower place, dragging the length achingly slow.

“Like this?” Paige asked her, just to watch her eyes closed and body drop against the bed again. The girth of it pushing inside of her each time was making her feel each movement she made but Azzi gasped sharply at Paige pulling her hair back into a ponytail that fit in her hand making her head lift up from her bed, holding it tight in her grip as her strokes start to speed up again making her body push forward with each thrust. “Don’t stop looking at me.” Paige watched her face pout in pleasure again, her eyes fluttering now but lowed in lust as she fought to keep them open.

“Baby—babyy I’m a cum like that” Paige whispered out, she couldn’t hold it back anymore if she wanted to, that part in her stomach becoming more hallowed from the slow movements explaining her speed. Azzi eyes opened, her pussy squelching at the sound of her voice in her head, her hand easing up her wrist to grip her forearm. “Cum with me then daddy—please baby, you can do it inside of me” Paige exhaled at her words, she was snapping her hips into her now with the sound forming between the two as Paige fucked her in a position she couldn’t do nothing in but take it.

“Yeah? You gone have my babies?” Azzi head went up and down immediately being unable to form any words at her plowing inside of her, finally letting the feeling wash over her now as she felt that snap again in her abdomen. Paige rhythm was becoming messy letting Azzi knew she came as well, her stroke pattern slowing eventually and giving her one last long stroke that filled her to the hilt before she pulled out. Paige was turning her body though so that she could lay back beside her—as soon as she laid down, she was grabbing Azzi’s strengthless body to make her move on top of her.

Azzi moaned at the strap gliding across her clit as she settled down onto her lap, her pussy pressing against the length whilst her mouth opened for Paige’s lips as she kissed her. The kiss itself slow this time before it built to something messier, in a way making Azzi core throb again with need, giving her that certain stamina through the kiss that she needed. Azzi was ready again, her head tilting left to follow the correct pace that Paige was setting now with Paige’s hands easing up her sides to bunch the tee up completely. “Put it in baby please” Paige spoke against her lips as Azzi continued to lazily kiss into her open mouth, her hand coming down in between them as her hips lifted.

Their kiss had to break completely as she settled upwards; Paige pushing her tee up high enough for her chest to spring out, as soon as her tongue ran flat against her nipple, the feeling made her freeze and with shaking legs as she started to pull at it with her teeth just to soothe it with her tongue again. Azzi head tilted down to watch her as her tongue glided from one nipple towards the other, leaving a trail behind her movements, sucking the opposite one into her mouth with no hands. “Oh my God” Azzi head tilted back her hand gripping the length just as her entrance caught onto it, her hair frizzed from the heat and flowing against her shoulders as she eased down upon it.

Azzi had flinched forward this time at Paige hand slapping her ass again. “All of it baby, I don’t even wanna see it—let it go inside of you, just like that” Paige coached, her back flat against the bed as both hands went to her waist this time whilst Azzi had both her knees planted into the bed with her hips dipping low just to bring them back up with a slow drag. “S’big, so big daddy” Azzi exhaled, a single knee coming up so her foot was planted on the bed so she could bounce at a steady pace, being sure to dig her hips down deep enough so Paige could feel her own thrust.

Paige head went back in the bedding, jaw dropped as her eyes fluttered before eventually closing at her movements. Paige wasn’t even moving her, it was all Azzi with all her strength. She lived to see Paige break like this, the soft moans that turned into whines everytime she came down and meet her hips with the sticky mess already on her legs. “You could get me pregnant like this baby” Azzi spoke to her in her familiar hushed voice, she moaned at the feeling of Paige’s nails digging into her hips, she knew if she kept talking she would have her cumming on the spot. “You like that? You wanna make me a mommy?” Azzi was leaning down so that her front was pressing up against her, watching Paige’s face up close as a breathy moan came from her pink lips from the feeling between her legs.

The sounds Azzi’s pussy was making was a loud noise that bounced off the walls with their moans mixing in harmony—Paige groaning at Azzi stopping her bouncing all together to dig her hips against the blonde. Azzi eyes rolled again, her head lifting up at the feeling nudging her Gspot just right, moving at a lazy rhythm that still worked for them both whilst Paige turned her head to a angle that could leave soft kisses against her neck. “I’m s’close—you make me feel so good mommy” Paige was whispering to her, talking to her in a soft state before she stuck her tongue out to drag it against the skin of her neck, all the way up to reach her jaw, a panting mess against her ear.

Azzi head fell forward in exhaust, her forehead finding her shoulder but her bottom half was working for it as she resumed back to bouncing again at the sound of her girl in her ear. “Holy shit—holy shit, I’m,” Paige words bundled together, her nails going from holding to scratching into her skin as she came so hard, it was leaving her legs a weak trembling mess. Azzi felt her stutter beneath her—her legs burning until Paige started to squeeze her hips again, pulling her downwards to meet her thrust, she couldn’t even last another two before she came with a harsh gasps falling from her lips, her vision blinking white as she came to.

The girl had too. She fell against Paige’s chest as soon as the feeling ran through her, her body becoming more than limp as she blinked to gather herself. “Oh my God, my fucking legs.” Azzi groaned making a soft laugh come from Paige as she eventually was able to roll herself over making Azzi fall to her back, she was lifting her hips up to pull off the harness and let it fall to the floor.

“You’ll wait like that for me every night?” Paige was grabbing the throw blanket that Azzi slept with every night, fixing it to fall over them both as Azzi wrapped her entire body around the blondes. The girl even had her legs wrapped around her body securely, she wanted to be in her skin so bad whilst her head fell to her chest and Paige had her in a tight embrace in her arms. “Only if you’re good.” Azzi said, replicating her words from earlier.

BETWEEN HEARTS

𑣲 pairing paigebueckers!uconn!dealer x azzifudd!uconn

𑣲 summary paige is reckless in a way azzi could only adore. she knows parts of her that nobody else could, she understands her deeper than the image she portrays making it just as hard to walk away from something she’s not even sure exist.

𑣲 WARNINGS paige sells drugs. weed descriptions. drinking. both inlove and dk it. omniscient pov. scissoring. sexual content. fingering. p a eater.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE who’s up?

𑣲 WORD COUNT 6.73K

• • •

Azzi Fudd honestly didn’t even want to go out tonight. The girl had so much to get done with additional script lines and editing the outro from the last scene she got to record Friday plus she had two essay screenings to do for both her English and Film class; it was a true mess, she was filled to the neck with projects but she wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t get it done. The physical part of it was the only dreadful part as for the rest, she loved the part of making her own fantasy come to life, it was something so special about showing her talent through her work yet it’ll probably be another week or two before it’s declared finished. Caroline though, a dear friend had other plans for her and dragged her outside to Ted’s on a Saturday night supposedly her work night but she didn’t see fit for that, next thing she knew here she was.

Fire up that loud

Another round of shots,

The worries that sat on her chest dispersed as soon as the liquor touched her tongue. Azzi had gotten use to it at this point but couldn’t help the grimace of her full lips at the alcohol going down her throat, she shook her head to hopefully knock the taste out faster yet before she could register anything else, Caroline was already pulling her to the floor. This was good, living the life of a regular adult should be good, she was drowning herself in work but it was the only way Azzi could stay on her toes. It probably wasn’t the healthiest thing but the only thing that could keep her sane was the insanity of it all; the chaos was her only solitude, it’s what made her different.

Everyone being entirely too drunk to really realize how shitty the playlist truly was but they all continued to jump in unison, singing along to the lyrics whilst the base of it shook Ted’s floor.

Azzi in her fitted UConn tee and a pair of her bubblegum pink sweats which had been tied around her hips, her curly hangtime pulled to the top of her head sitting in a quick bun that Caroline only gave her a ten seconds to accomplish. Her favorite silver heart necklace hanging from her neck with comfortable crocs on her feet bedazzled with her own jewels, an arm of her own coming around Caroline’s neck as they jumped with the crowd.

The voice passed her ear quick, “Oh shit! Look, look!” The red and blue lights sliced through the planed windows of the bar it seemed like everyone inside noticed it all at once; feet’s moved to push out of the doors all with the same destination, Azzi seemed planted in place before Caroline tugged her to make her follow them out.

The cruiser had been further up the road and parked in front of Hilltop dorms which specially had been held for juniors and seniors; it’d been three of the patrol cars only making people more nosy but nobody would dare move from the curb of Ted’s, half of them being to drunk to even be in a presence of a cop. They all still had a decent view though, all students lined up on the concrete, necks cocking to catch the suspect. The patrol car sat with its light bar spinning in frantic pulses, painting everything around it in alternating streaks of electric blue and that cherry red crimson. Each flash reflected off nearby cars and the building itself, flickering fast enough to make the whole audience feel tense.

“Who do you think it is?” Azzi whispered while Caroline made way for them to press past people to be front and center, their fingers laced together so they stayed close. “I have no clue, Hilltop is honor roll only.” Caroline spoke back, their feet lifting a bit to stand to their tippy-toes.

“Oh shit? Is that—,” The crowd murmurs settled together as they watched the officer came from the building holding her steady with one firm hand wrapped around her upper arm as he guided her down the front steps, the grip the man had more irritated than careful. In Azzi’s eyes though Paige’s blonde hair was like her own halo around her head, the girl didn’t even have that much muscle to her to be as forceful as he was.

The additional solitude that Azzi couldn’t stand sometimes but she was a friend, a very close one so seeing her in this predicament left her past shocked.

The blonde seemed to like that shit though from the look on her face to how she was walking, stepping deliberately slow to her own taste. Azzi could only watch her with her lips parted a small frown of concern in her full eyebrows, her heart hammering in a worry that could be read all over her face.

Paige eyes lifted to find the small crowd that was watching her by Ted’s just instantly spotting Azzi out in her pink sweats.

Azzi caught the smirk curling on her pink lips even from the distance. Paige’s hair blowing in the breeze the night offered, cropped tee and comfortable sweats like they disturbed her from her afternoon nap. The red and blue lights flashed across her face in those same relentless streaks allowing the smirk on her face to truly show now, both arms still pressed behind her as she stepped down the final step. The back door of the cruiser swung open and she slid inside like she was climbing into the backseat of a limo rather than a police car.

Azzi could only get one last glance at her face before she disappeared inside of the car completely, the cop seemingly over the situation as he slammed the door shut behind her.

“Where do you think they taking her?” Azzi said, her head turning to Caroline whilst the crowd started to head back inside of Ted’s to resume their night.

Caroline could only shrug a shoulder. “Hard to tell. She has another scene to shoot with you right?” Azzi nod was short, her mind still trying to comprehend what she just witnessed. No one else truly bothered to show any other emotion about it knowing somebody like Paige had it coming and seeing the only future she had was selling to college students—she was even one herself but carried herself in a different type of light, clientele stayed buying but that was the only importance she had to anyone else.

To Azzi though, she was so much more in a silent but defying way.

Paige had a part in her short film playing the love interest of her main character but there was no film without one of those main characters. It was a favor of a favor; coworkers is to light to really describe the pair, it was deeper than that. Even Caroline couldn’t care less about the fact now trying to keep the night going by giving Azzi’s hand a short squeeze, pulling her back inside. “You coming?”

Her eyes could only catch the cruiser pull away, taking those lights and a certain blonde with them as they all followed in the same order. “Mmhm.” She hummed, moving her feet with her.

• • •

The next morning came slowly but surely and Azzi was already up like typical getting ready to conquer Sunday. It was wrap up season for her film and even though it was a final and wouldn’t be due for another month, this was just her head start on it so that she had a breather for thanksgiving break. The girl had two more scenes for her finale and afterwards she only had editing to do and could call it, it was exciting for sure but once again she’ll forever miss the chaos her own film was bringing her. In the moment though she sat with her legs crisscrossed on the picnic table, silver MacBook in her lap as she edited last finishing touches. October had Storrs extra warm, only needing her rose gold Lululemon set, heart necklace sitting on her chest with her white spaghetti strap underneath it.

It was pretty early, she loved shooting mid-morning especially with the lighting Storrs blessed her with. The entire crew itself was fifteen members but she only needed two plus her camera crew for the finale. This scene only needing Paige and Emma, they were the faces of her project. The camera crew was kept small as well, Justin from Tech had a good Sony camera and Melissa was in her film class and had a microphone to catch good audio making this half her grade as well.

She could barley even sleep last night. Azzi probably slept three hours in total before she had to get up again; the simple thought of something possibly happening to Paige made her feel sick, it kept her tossing and turning just to fall asleep eventually but as soon as she woke up she only had a valuable three seconds before she was thinking about her.

Azzi flipped over her iPhone seeing it was a quarter past 10 making her lips twist as she grabbed it, she had a feeling they would be late but not this late. She went to message the group chat they all had together but before she could even type, her head came up with hearing the back entrance door swing open. “Sorry! Sorry!” Justin and Melissa came jogging over towards her first making a smile spread on her lips. “It’s okay, I was just gonna text. Everything okay?” Azzi asked first, sitting her computer aside so that she could hop down from the table.

“Yes, yes everything’s fine, totally didn’t oversleep. Emma and Paige right behind us though, they’re arguing.” Melissa handed off the headphones to Azzi, she always used them to check audio making her put them around her neck. “Really? For what?” Azzi hoped her tone didn’t give away how happy she was that she was out safe, the tightness in her stomach loosened when she heard them come from the exit. Paige and Emma weren’t even together is what the blonde always fed her but she knew they held more than she put on, their arguments showcased that rather than affection.

“Some shit about her not texting back, who even knows at this point?” Justin had chimed in, holding his Sony camera whilst Melissa was setting up mic.

“Heard about her getting booked last night?” Azzi had to ask, leaning against the table as she kept her voice down whilst the two yelled at one another further by the door. “Hell yeah, just to get released this morning.” Melissa eyes rolled making Azzi smile in her direction.

“Spicy much?” A lot of people weren’t found by the blondes behavior neither Justin nor Melissa especially but they put up with it seeing as this is still her film and she handpicked her cast herself making them faithful to her project. “I’m just tired of the bullshit, they know what that girl be up to, you can smell that shit on her.”

“Lissa wants her in so bad.” Justin teased making a laugh spill from Azzi, immediately agreeing. “Dead ass surprised her ass ain’t turned her in yet. You shouldn’t stress about stuff like that Lissa, it’ll wrinkle this pretty face.” Azzi reminded, her pointer finger tracing her face making Melissa’s head shake and push her fingers away while they laughed at her nonsense.

“Fuck you both, okay? I’m no narc, God will handle all dues eventually.” Azzi pursed her lips and hummed in a fake agreement as her own eyes lifted again to the scene of Paige stepping to Emma, the space between them so minimal as she spoke to her in a more patient tone than before. The scene was so surreal to her that it started to make her stomach turn again at how gentle she was with her now; her hands even coming up to grip the girls face in her palms making her look at her directly instead of the concrete, thumbs tracing her cheeks before she went in for the kill to kiss her lips.

“Alls well, ends well.” Justin voice chimed in her ears but Azzi couldn’t take her eyes away on the supposed to be private scene. She watched Paige take such lead of the kiss making Emma’s knees weak even underneath her but Paige followed the girls flow damn near swallowing her face, head bobbing as their lips tangled together in a deepened kiss.

“Ay!” Melissa voice was louder though immediate to knock Azzi out of her trance, making her look down at her MacBook again as her tongue came out and over her own lips. “Sorry to interrupt but we have a scene to shoot, remember?” Azzi tucked her lips in, glancing over at Justin who was chuckling as well. The only plus about it was the two had chemistry on and off camera even though all they were good for half of the time was arguing, they treated her film with respect. Emma was a suggestion of Paige, she told her that she’d been the only girl she’d kiss on camera so she was a no brainer.

It was okay in the beginning. Azzi could take it then because all Paige had ever been was a friend from her creative writing class, she didn’t really know her that well but they shared more than just the film now. Which explains why she expected some text of explanation to her getting arrested but she received nothing but seeing them together this morning probably explains why she didn’t; it all made her feel like she stayed thinking to deep into the friendship they shared, Paige probably will never see Azzi the way she wants.

They held hands now as they came over, the argument a figment of an imagination.

Azzi quickly fixed her face even leaning up as she clasped her hands together. “This is the final scene of the film where Aria and Jessi admit their feelings for each other for the first time and it’s the finale kiss which means it has to mean something, I need raw emotion with it because this would be considered y’all first time kissing.”

“Even though y’all just swabbed spit five seconds ago but who’s counting?” Melissa cracked while Azzi started to slide over their lines. “Seems like you are, enjoy the show?” Paige questioned, her head giving that obnoxious tilt that made Melissa eyes roll again before she flicked her off but Azzi already felt butterflies in her stomach from the sound of her voice.

“Ten minutes for review? It’s not that many lines but we can knock this out in thirty if y’all lock in, ready?” Azzi said, refusing to make any eye contact.

It was so ironic how in this film and in her life, she wasn’t even considered to be with the her. Azzi made sure to write Aria’s taste out completely different from her own, she was watching the girl be with somebody else in real time and in her own fantasy world. Azzi also wished people could see the blonde in the same light she did, yeah she always got herself into trouble but she had good reason sometimes.

Azzi figured this film could’ve possibly brought them closer but Emma already had the girl on a tight leash and didn’t plan to let go. Azzi seen no problem though with admiring the prize, she’d die with her affection at least then the insanity of it continued to keep her sane.

• • •

The friendship blossomed over a shared class in the beginning even though she had her own reputation around campus, Azzi didn’t mind what she did in her free time, that shit was never her business. The girl never even bought from her either, she wasn’t much of a smoker anyway, simply wasn’t her thing. Paige even didn’t really do it around her but her eyes always stayed low whenever she seen her. When nobody was around and it was just the pair, she was different, nicer even, her voice even was a little more softer sometimes.

The Lulu set switched out for black sweats and hoodie with the spaghetti-strap still underneath with her favorite pair of crocs. Azzi still had her necklace on as well, her hair in a ponytail now in the back of her head showcasing her round face. Azzi had soft brown skin with big brown eyes that had been easy to get lost into with a naturally intense look to them, her expressions always being neutral with her delicate eyes and soft cheeks, a soft button nose and with her hair being pulled up, it only made her beauty more defying.

The sophomore just needed a night walk to get some air, her feet scuffing the concrete as she walked the pathway to head back to her building now. Azzi loved taking the back way making her miss the front entrance so that she could get to her room quicker but the noise had filled her senses first making her feet pause and look over her shoulder, two cruisers had been coming down the road with those obnoxious sirens, those lights skimming across the property and her first immediate thought was Paige. She just knew she had gotten herself into some more shit but before the thought could suppress any further, she gasped at the set of hands grabbing onto both of her arms just to be pulled backwards making her lose her balance but before Azzi could even scream she was being shoved back onto the brick building. Paige registered to her immediately, a single hand coming over her mouth as the sirens wailed in the background.

“Shh.” Paige had a tight grip on her and for Azzi to assume the girl had no muscle, she felt like a complete fool now.

Those icy blue hues that she never had the chance to really stare into till now, she was so close to her face and Paige was watching her too like she expected her to move or even scream but Azzi didn’t move a inch. Azzi’s eyes jumped around the girls face in worry seeing how frizzed her hair was around her head and how red her face was, her height allowing her head to tip back only a few inches but the difference was there, her hand felt so heavy against her mouth, she didn’t ever want her to move it.

Paige had been the one to break the contact between them to peer around the corner, it was brief before she looked back at Azzi who looked so flushed up close now. Paige seen her walking and knew that the brunette was the only possible solution to her problem, her bookbag heavy on her back whilst the blue and red streaks ate the block. The police lights washed over the small area they had been in almost like they were slowing down and being more cautious with alleyways making Azzi use her hands to grip her grey Nike Tech that had been half-way zipped like she tugged it on in a hurry—pulling her body closer making the space between them no more, her back still pressed against the building but she made sure Paige was hidden closer.

Something in Azzi couldn’t let this girl get caught, not again. The closer Paige was to her, she felt the blondes heart hammering in her chest as she pressed her front against her own. Azzi’s even felt her hand move from her mouth to grip onto her hoodie like she was silently begging her not to pull away, Paige’s forehead dipping to her shoulder so that she could finally exhale and inhale like she’d been running for a long time prior to this. It was a shake in her breath that she noticed instantly making her eyes flutter, she could only drown in it for a few more seconds before realization hit again to where they were. “Come with me.” Paige head came up, nodding instantly making Azzi move first to step down and lace their fingers to pull her to the opposite entrance.

They both ran, feet scuffing the pebbles and soon as they reached the door, Azzi used her phone to scan the back of it making the lock unlatch and them both step inside.

Azzi’s dorm was on the first floor, she found it easy, using her key again to unlock it and she let Paige go in first before she did. It was a solo dorm meaning she didn’t have to share with anyone, her twin sized bed was pushed against the wall, the typical wooden desk with a fluffy carpet in the middle of her room. The only lightning she had on currently were her fairy lights that hung with the polaroids by her bed, she had simple taste, Paige had been in here before as well which explains how comfortable she was with stepping out her Jordan’s. “What happened?” Azzi had to ask, watching her pull the book bag off first making the jacket go second.

“Emma bro, her dumb ass mama ratted cause she found out she been bailing me out.” Azzi slid onto her bed, both hands at her sides as she watched the blonde unzip the bag, rummaging through it.

“She has?” Azzi asked, into the new information.

Paige pulled a Samsung from her bag, she only turned it on to send a quick message before she powered it off again. “How else you think I be getting out?” Azzi shrugged, her lips frowning. “You don’t speak anymore, I never know what you could be up to now.”

Paige hummed like she even agreed with her statement, her bag going in the chair of her desk as she went over to the window, peering out the blinds. “Why don’t you just stop? You only have one more year after this, Juniors don’t even get as many chances as you do. They could charge you as an adult Paige, you can’t keep doing it.” Azzi spoke softly in hopes to not offend her, the genuine worry that sat on her heart for her could never go anywhere. Paige turned her head to look at her for only a few seconds with no answer before she looked away again, going over to her desk now to steal a hair tie. Azzi eyes followed her as she moved around, just to watch her pick up her brush after, brushing out her blonde hair then pulled it back into a ponytail quick.

“It’s not as easy as you’re making it seem, princess.” The excruciating nickname that always made her eyes roll, she was the only person who called her that, she always felt like the blonde seen her as some kid when she was so much more. “I like money in my pocket, what’s so wrong with that?”

“That’s what regular nine to fives are for.” Paige scoffed like the idea itself insulted her. “Yeah, right.”

Azzi was upsetting her, she could hear it in her voice but she cared more about her being safe than her being upset. It was another silence between them now, the blonde moved her bag so that she could take the seat. “Why couldn’t you go to your dorm?” She asked her finally slipping off her hoodie making her tee show, the questions probably wouldn’t stop because she had so many for the blonde. Azzi couldn’t even remember their last conversation they had privately if it wasn’t about the film, she hadn’t been in her dorm in weeks, small eye contact was all they had been liable to share.

“That’s the first place they’ll look. I probably can’t go back till tomorrow specially not with this.” Paige gestured to her bag at her feet.

“What’s in it?” Azzi asked, sliding off her bed to sit on the middle of her carpet with her legs still crossed. Paige did the same, easing out of the chair to sit down in front of her, unzipping her bag just to tip it over and pour everything out on the carpet.

The girl literally had so much loud, Azzi couldn’t even smell it at first in the bag but now? The scent hit her nose instantly making her eyes widen in wonder, she had pre-rolls that had been sealed in a ziplock bag along with more weed in small plastic bags tied shut, a entire thing of shake and crushed wax in two different baggies. Azzi moved her hand to pick up the ziplock that held a variety of different flavored pens—ounces, quarter zips, the blonde had it all. “The fuck, Paige?” Azzi said more so in shock with her supply than anything, she heard the blonde laugh at her making her head lift again.

“You looking at damn near a band. Ain’t no nine to five getting me a band guarantee every week, clocking in ain’t for me. This the only job I like and I’m good at it so why should I quit again?” Paige watched Azzi in her own fascination, picking up the eighth to bring it to her nose. “Damn, this shit stinks.” Azzi tossed it back on the floor, her head shaking as she even stood up from her crossed legs to stand to her feet, walking over to her window to peek out of it again.

The sirens were distant now, Paige knew that they were only waiting to catch her slipping.

Azzi turned back in her direction, leaning against the wall next to her window. “How long would it take for you to sell it all?” She asked, curious all over again.

“Three days, probably a week.”

“Do you wanna hide it here?” Paige head came up again, more slowly like her words didn’t really register. “You can keep it in my closet till your in the clear but only under one condition,” Azzi said, moving close to her again so that she could sit down next to her this time instead of in front of her. Paige instantly crossed her legs now too so that she wasn’t in her way from spreading, eyes set on her completely.

“You have to stop selling after this.” Paige eyebrows instantly frowned, the spell broken. “Hell no, I’ll just keep moving. I won’t get caught.”

“Why not? This shit could cost you your life Paige, I know it seems all fun for now but what happens if someone hurts you or when the police finally catches you?”

“They won’t.” Paige snapped abruptly, eyes sharpening for only a split second like the idea itself was more scary for Paige than it was for Azzi. Azzi had caught the look though just for her face to soften a few seconds after before Paige broke the contact again, looking down at the supply still scattered all over the carpet. “I’m straight princess. I just need somewhere to hide it, I never carry this shit on me unless I need to. If I keep it in here then I’ll be in the clear, for sure, you’ll lemme do that?”

Azzi head nodded, no hesitation behind her eyes.

“You can’t tell anyone though, nobody Azzi, I’m serious.” Paige said making Azzi nod again. “Who would I tell?”

Paige eyes found her lips again that were so simple yet to full, filling out her pretty face just right. Azzi was truly a princess among her and she could only hope she’s not tainting her by doing this but how willing Azzi was to help her made her feel warm, made her feel something entirely different that nobody else could ever make her feel. The question wasn’t even meant for an answer, she felt like she could trust the girl with everything in her and she did. “I just want you safe.” Azzi spoke again, her soft voice like a melody in her ears. Paige nodded her head knowing that fact as well, their knees touching from their crossed state. “I will be now cause of you.” Their words hung in the room, a stare down between the two and Azzi could practically feel the butterflies in her throat now.

They’d never shared a type of space like this. The want she had for her making her stomach flutter, her eyes blinking slowly while never breaking the contact.

Azzi eyes found her pink lips now, she felt her lean in before she actually did it making Azzi follow solute for their lips to touch in the middle. It was a soft kiss at first like neither of them expected the night to end this way but the realization of it happening only made Paige move faster, both hands coming underneath Azzi to pull her up and forward on her lap. Azzi’s legs went first, settling on top of her as she kissed her at that jaw aching pace, she felt the pain from it but couldn’t stop moving her lips against her own.

Paige had soft lips, her mouth tasting faintly of some type of fruit making Azzi gently suck on her bottom lip. The exhale Paige let from her nose at the feeling made her skin heat, pulling at her lip before she let it go but Paige hand came up to hold her curls and push her forward again. Their lips slotted together instantly, Paige’s head tilting to only kiss her at a different angle.

Azzi felt her own heart thumping against her chest now, that familiar adrenaline slugging up her spine again only making her hips move against the blondes lap. The kiss had broke from Paige feeling it, her blue hues flickering down and both hands coming to the girls hips to press her against her harder. The sweats Azzi wore weren’t as thick making her feel the pressure against her clothed clit—Azzi in such a trance with the way both hands had been guiding her but head came up again from Paige gripping her chin to make her look up. “I need words.” Paige spoke, moving her other hand from her hip to the band of her sweats, she pulled at her strings making Azzi lick her lips as before she spoke.

“Please—pretty please.” She pleaded, both knees planted into the ground now to help her lift making Paige hand slide easy inside of her sweats. Paige was quick to push past her panties at how soft her voice got, a slow exhale coming from her lips at how wet she found Azzi. It didn’t take much for her to get like that for the blonde, it was only building from when her hand was over her mouth earlier. Paige used a single fingertip to smear her wetness around her clit allowing Azzi’s head to tip back at the feeling, sucking in a breath at her finger pressing tight circles into it.

The room had a golden hue, it was enough light to see all she needed. Paige had her legs manspreaded more comfortably with her bottom lip between her teeth, adding another finger to rub her finger tips against her mess. “Shit Azzi” You could hear it even with the barrier of her clothes whilst Azzi hand lifted to hold onto the edge of her desk making sure to keep her knees straight so she felt her fingers—shivering at the girl pinching her clit. Azzi’s panties were past ruined but she kept one hand on the desk as she pressed the other one against the hand in her pants, locking with her blown pupils. “Inside me, please.” Paige moan came out so softly at her voice, Azzi could’ve missed it if she wasn’t watching her. Paige’s both middle and ring finger apply more pressure down from her clit only allowing them to push inside her.

Azzi gasped, her eyes fluttering again, her long fingers made her body tense just to get use to the length. Azzi felt her legs burning but it didn’t matter, a slow release building from her easing down on her fingers, the way Paige had them angled, she could ride them easy in this position. Everytime they breached deeper inside her, a soft moan fell from her lips as Paige allowed her fingers to curve only fucking into her when Azzi worked for it. “Takin that shit princess—you hear how good you take me?” Azzi had her shirt balled in a tight fist, riding her fingers deeper. “Y—Yess, it feels s’good” She breathed, but her legs started to become weak beneath her making her pace slow.

Paige picked up her slack by ramming her fingers inside of her as soon as she slowed, her wrist aching from the position but her thumb moved to touch her pulsing clit as her fingers continuously fucked into her. Azzi had been pulling her shirt now, her grip so tight, Paige allowed her to stretch the material more focused on keeping her fingers angled perfectly for her favorite words to come out her mouth. “I’m cumming—I,” Azzi groaned, her head tilting to her shoulder.

Paige eyes darkened. “Do that shit then, stop telling me and show me princess.” Paige whispered, leaning up a few inches to press soft pecks into her neck but her fingers fucked her viciously still. Azzi felt her abdomen tighten with her fingers plunging inside and out, inside and out, it was so sensational to finally let her orgasm wash over her completely. It left her breathless and skin hot but Paige maneuvered her fingers by pulling them out, pressing them against her fat clit to feel it pulse against her fingertips. Paige continued to eat her neck, her mouth opening wider for those pecks to turn into sloppy kisses as she kissed against her misted skin.

Azzi exhaled, her neck lazily going back to feel her lips more. Paige was moving her legs now to push Azzi back against the carpet, everything from her bag still lying next to them making Paige push whatever she could out the way in one quick swipe. She leaned down even quicker to catch her lips again while Azzi legs lifted so that she could slot between them, Paige had been pulling at her sweats and panties making both come off in one tug and tossed them across the room.

Azzi watched how she had a certain concentration to it, she loved the way she looked at her. Paige never looked at her like this before only fueling her legs to spread a bit more, her pussy was on full view and Paige pink tongue came out to slowly lick over her own lips at the sight. Blue hues tracing over the pretty bracelets she had on her wrist, leaning down to land on her stomach as she used her tongue to slowly drag it against her essence. Azzi trembled, hands cuffing the crease of her knees to keep her legs out her way, she moaned at her warm mouth sucking on her clit.

“God—yesss,” Azzi squirmed when her tongue pushed against her clit, she heard her slurping the wetness that continued to pour out of her.

Paige pursed her lips to take her clit in her mouth one last time, eyes trailing up her body to watch her stomach curl in the air making her head come up. “Cumming for me already?” Paige whispered, her free hand coming to her apply gentle pressure to her lower stomach as she used her other to slide a single pointer finger inside of her. “Paaigee,” Azzi exhaled at the feeling, her nails digging into her knees just as she slid another right beside it. Azzi had never felt like this before, she added her mouth back to it only a few seconds after making her pant into the air.

She could feel it, her toes curled from how close she was. It felt so good to her system making her eyes roll to the back of her head while her tongue repeatedly dragged across her clit, she was so stunned, she could only gasp, her words stuck in her throat. Paige made sure to keep her fingers steady in her knowing how much she liked it when she curled them, fucking knuckles deep into her as she ate her out. Paige could always tell when she came when her body froze and how hard her legs shook in her grip—as soon as she did, Paige pushed up to catch her lips in her mouth, she fed Azzi her tongue as she kissed her.

“I gotta feel you now.” Paige spoke against her lips, she felt Azzi start tugging her pants off first making her smirk, she leaned up to kick them off completely. Azzi lifted as well to finally reach behind her to pull her tee off, she tossed it as soon as she got it off her but instead of lying back down against the floor she had both hands propped behind her to hold her up. “No break princess?” Paige maneuvered again, the barriers between their bodies gone completely, only thing between them was the space as Paige leaned back on her hands as well to help grind her own hips forward.

Azzi quickly shook her head no, her eyes glued to the mess on Paige’s thighs. “No—no, I’m fine” She quickly spoke out knowing the blonde needed her voice making her doey eyes lift, softly groaning after it for her to hurry up.

Azzi sucked her bottom lip into her mouth from their clits kissing. Paige had been lifting and angling at the correct position making their clits touched repeatedly, Paige only let her head go back briefly at the feeling between her legs before it slowly lulled forward again, her chin slowly leaning down towards her chest as she watched how fast Azzi’s chest was rising and falling everytime she moved. “Oh fuck—ohh fuckk” Paige groaned, it was her right leg that remained straight making Paige’s leg lay across it but Azzi’s left was bent making Paige’s opposite leg go underneath it. Azzi felt the weight of the girls leg on her right, her own eyes fighting to stay open as she watched their pussies meet.

“You’re so wet Paige” Azzi whispered, their clits lewd at this point as it filled the quiet room. “For you princess—you make me wet like this, I’m like this for you all the time” The words made her hips jolt, feeling the feeling run through her whole body but Paige moved a hand to grip her left leg to rut her hips against her even harder, their skin smacking as she chased her own orgasm.

“Holy f—fuckk” Paige moaned at the repetitive motion with Azzi pressing back against her now too, her hand squeezing her knee as the pressure made her eyes roll to the back of her head. It was all about finding the right angle and knowing how to meet her in the middle and even with Azzi movements so little, she still felt everything she gave her in this position, she couldn’t stop moving even when her hipbones started to burn, she fought against all that shit to keep feeling her clit. “Oh my fuckk—I can’t hold it,” Azzi moved one of her hands to reach out for the abs forming there allowing it to rest on her stomach as the pair locked eyes again, her breath stuttering when she felt Paige hand move from her knee to grip her wrist but didn’t bother moving her.

“Do it on me, make that mess—all over me Azzi, please baby help me cum” Paige rambled making Azzi pussy pulse off instant only continuing to get wetter from it and Paige felt her legs started to shake again—it always happened like clockwork making her stomach hallow as she allowed her own to take over her, it made her eyes shut and she finally allowed her hips to slow after she let it ran through them both.

Paige allowed her hips to rest as a long huff fell from her lips after whilst Azzi eventually leaned back against the cluttered cases she had underneath her bed, allowing her back to finally rest as she could only catch her breath so slowly. Her tongue coming out and over her lips as she blinked herself to life again, “No more, that’s it.” Azzi clarified as she felt the blonde moving again but this time she was leaning forward to kiss her lips. She always kissed her at a pace that made her melt into it so quick, she didn’t have to move nothing but her mouth as she kept up with the blondes soft lips.

Her neck having to lift a bit to try and follow her as the blonde pulled away. Paige was standing now though with slight struggle, holding her hands out for Azzi to help her to her own feet but Paige didn’t allow her to stand for long before helping her into her bed. She pulled her blanket back and Azzi immediately climbed into it making Paige follow after her, their small voices giggling as they slotted their legs together to wrap their arms around one another. “You were so good.” Azzi face instantly went red at the voice in her ear, wrapping her arms around the blonde quick.

Sleeping skin to skin, so close.

Once again, Azzi could hear how fast her heart was beating making her ear press against her chest.

“Will you be here when I wake up?” Azzi asked her, the exhaustion slowly taking over mind.

Paige didn’t even have nothing to say but the last thing Azzi felt was her lips pressing a gentle kiss into her hair whilst her fingers trailed against her arms—just to slowly caress all over her sleepy body, moving her own body so that her face could angled in front of hers, pressing soft kisses into her face.

Another Night

𑣲 pairing paige bueckers x azzi fudd

CHAPTER ONE, TWO, THREE

𑣲 SUMMARY: the night of the hotel on boulevard in suite 216.

𑣲 WARNINGS: nasty smut. tribbing(their favorite thing to do) spit. rough fucking. overstim?ig. choking. hair pulling. mommykink. squirting.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE: hii lovelies, this is the FINAL part of this. tysmmmmm for alllll the loveeeeeee. if i knew this would get this much love i would’ve released ts way sooner. in honor of azzi fudd being a Dallas wingggg,

𑣲 WORD COUNT 7.3K might’ve went a lil overboard

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Azzi Fudd slid her body between the small crack of the front door to her apartment, her eyes diverted to Leon’s shoes that sat ajar at her feet. The girl wholeheartedly tried to be silent as she eased backwards to click the door shut behind her while her fingers curled the lock to make the latch close, she pushed herself up off the door with a gentle tiptoe, trying to use her ears to listen for any sign of him. Azzi dropped her keys from her palm letting them sit on the stand next to the door as well eventually heading towards the back, down the narrow hall so she could find her bedroom sitting at the end of it.

Azzi had to take a deep inhale through her mouth before pushing open the door. Azzi expectations seized her as she exhaled seeing Leon sprawled out on her bed with his legs apart, arms at his sides as he slept peacefully against the pillows. Azzi eyes went over his comfortable attire with his phone sitting on his chest, he looked like he was waiting for a bit before he decided to call it a night.

The fact of her sneaking in her own apartment alone was mind blowing to her, she couldn’t believe that’s the point she was at in her life. Azzi truthfully didn’t want to hurt Leon—that’s never her intention, he just wasn’t hers to have though not in this moment. Azzi thought that he was in the way beginning when he flashed her that new smile and piercing brown eyes that made her melt the first time they met, it was completely different now, she only needed a single night with Paige to figure that out. Leon isn’t for her and she isn’t for him, she’d have to find someway to explain that to him without hurting him.

He was sleeping to heavy now though, she could hear the slight snore in her ears as she moved fluently around her room to pack a small bag. Azzi only filled it with a pair of clothes to change for the next day and the necessities she would need for the next morning; she wasted no time to zip the tote shut, pulling it up and tossing it over her shoulder while her eyes went over her room one last time to make sure she didn’t forget anything. The sound of Leon stirring made her freeze and look over her shoulder at him, she watched him settle back into the sheets on his side after moving around for awhile but when he finally stilled she walked backwards with her eyes set on him.

Azzi reached her hand back to pull the door open wider and slipped through it, she didn’t even bother closing it as she moved her feet back to the front door. Azzi wasn’t hesitant as she picked up her keys, clutching them in her palm and left her apartment just as quick as she came in.

• • •

The fact that she couldn’t change clothes agitated her the closer she got to hotel on Boulevard, she still was dressed in the jacket and tank with the black leggings to match it. Azzi just figured it was way too risky to try to change when he was sleeping soundly in her bed. Azzi too tried to not let her mind cloud with the disappointment Leon would feel in the morning, she truly was putting him to the side until she had to deal with him. The fact of it made her seem like an ass, she hated to hurt anyone but Paige was nonnegotiable.

The drive to the hotel was a good 10 minute one, when arriving, she found a good park close to the entrance door. The hotel was broad and truthfully new to her eyes, Azzi had never been to this one in Storrs making her step out of her car to ease towards the back and grab her bag from the backseat. Azzi locked the doors to her Model 3 Tesla and walked the pathway up to the entrance, she smiled at the receptionist who wished her a goodnight.

The elevator button dinged to the second floor, her nose lifted to smell the scent of freshly cleaned rooms perhaps, it smelled like cleaning products, she really made it her duty to spend another night at this hotel. Azzi counted the doors till she reached 216, the italicized numbers made her heart clench the more she just stood and looked at it. Azzi felt that nervous feeling slugging up her spine making her quickly shake her shoulders and head in attempts to get rid of any of those thoughts—raising her first she knocked thrice then stepped back to give her outfit one more look over, she rolled her eyes up when the door was pulled open.

“Hi.” Paige seemed to be freshly showered though, the smell of her husky body-wash that smelt of all her and mahogany wood fulfilled her nose.

Azzi smiled so hard, her dimples dug into her cheeks. “Hi Paige.” Paige moved aside making her walk in, Azzi felt Paige grab ahold of the strap on her bag to carry it towards the small closet that was a few paces away from the door.

The door clicked shut behind them and before Azzi could move further in, she felt Paige grab ahold of her wrist to pull her body towards her own. Paige wasted no time to take her lips, she didn’t build-up the kiss, she swallowed her mouth whole as she walked her backwards making her back hit the wall behind them. Azzi gasped from the sudden force—Paige took opportunity for her tongue to slide into her parted lips, head tilting to catch her own at a better angle. Azzi couldn’t keep up, her hands found the blondes face as their lips connected and disconnected again in wet noises.

Paige gave into her for a few more seconds, exhaling harshly though her nose so she wouldn’t pull away but eventually stopped moving her lips making Azzi take her bottom into her mouth using her teeth to give it a slight sting before pulling away from her completely. “I missed you.” Paige breathed against her wet lips, kissing her softly in between.

“I wasn’t even gone long.” Azzi spoke truthfully, innocent eyes looking up at Paige in a way that had her heart thumping.

Azzi always had that effect on her, she made her heart quake and palms sweaty without even trying. “The hotel has your favorite,” Paige pulling away to walk into the actual room of the hotel made her eyes follow her and then trailed after her to finally get a good look of her room. It was wide with enough area space for a couch that pushed against the glass window, giving an overview of Storrs traffic. It was also a tan curtain that could easily glide left to cover it if needed but Paige had it wide open—eyes trailing to her suitcase that sat at the edge of her bed then to the small kitchen island that separated it from the living area.

It was nice. The ambiance lighting too made it so much better with the few lamps they had in each corner, Azzi really was going in circles noticing the new items around the room. It was a bathroom too that caught her eye, close to the front door, the door itself was slight ajar making her eyes catch the mirror that was inside of it. “What’s my favorite?” Azzi questioned as she walked around the counter, a smile on her face at seeing the bottle of Merlot. “It could’ve changed by now y’know.” Azzi teased.

Paige handed off the glass and Azzi took it to lift it to her mouth. “I remember we would be drinking alcohol in school and then there was your bottle of wine.” Paige said with a smirk as she poured her own.

“It’s so good though, I haven’t had it in awhile.” Azzi shrugged a single shoulder as she sipped it, it was so smooth as it went past her lips. Azzi loved a wine drunk more than an alcohol one, wine was her upmost favorite when she was alone now and then.

Azzi then sat down her glass, unzipping her jacket to shrug it off her shoulders to match the more comfortable attire Paige was in. Paige had her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail with a black wife beater and a pair of basketball shorts tied around her waist, she too had her purple glasses on that sat on her nose as she sipped her own glass. “How long will you be in town?” Azzi questioned, picking up her glass and sipping it.

“How long you want me to be?” Azzi smiled as her eyes rolled teasingly. “Paige, I’m serious.”

“I’m serious too. How long you want me to be?” Paige glasses came off, sitting them on the counter.

“You have a game next week. What if I said never?” Paige follow ups were so quick. “Then, I guess I’ll be staying in Storrs. Don’t say anything you don’t mean though, that’ll be pointless.” Paige finger dinged her nose making Azzi laugh and hers follow afterwards, she didn’t want to laugh at her foolishness but Paige always had her face heating.

“I was only staying for the weekend though. My game isn’t till Wednesday, I can stay with you till Monday.” Azzi nodded her head, sipping the last sip of her glass making Paige follow pursuit to pour her more. It was so good as soon as she finished, she brought it to her lips again. “You never answered my question from the bathroom.”

Azzi eyes lifted. “What happens now?” Paige repeated; the two stood on the kitchen, a few paces apart, the only thing between them now is their glasses as they took frequent sips.

Azzi didn’t have to think about her answer. “I want this to work. More than anything else in my life. I don’t think I want to be public though, not yet, so much shit going on and I don’t need anyone in my or our business. I’d rather stay in silence until I get drafted then it doesn’t matter what anyone else will have to say, we’ll be together and can travel as much as we want.” Paige couldn’t hide her smile even if she tried, she listened intently as her eyes fixed on Azzi who spoke but without any eye contact her way.

Azzi felt more confident when she wasn’t looking at her, it was odd but it was like that since they were kids. “The thing is though just because we’re in silence doesn’t mean I love you any less, I love you more and more each day. That means when it gets hard, nothing in this world should be able to dictate that because of this very conversation.” The mood switch was sudden, Paige knew how serious Azzi was since communication was a bias reason to why they couldn’t make it the first time. “I’ll wait for you. I’ll be silent, I’ll do whatever is necessary so I won’t lose you.” Paige finally spoke making Azzi have courage to look at her—Paige hadn’t looked away the whole time, making them lock eyes.

“I thought about you constantly. Our breakup hurt me more than anything in this world because it’s always supposed to be you Azzi, my heart is tied to yours and I wouldn’t want it any other way. We can do this, I put my all then and I’ll put my all now just tell me whatever you need and I’ll do it.”

Azzi cheeks were hurting from smiling, losing herself in her gaze already. “I know. I appreciate that.” Azzi spoke softly.

Paige glass was gone. The girl only needed that one glass to feel as tipsy as she did, her eyes went from the top of Azzi’s curly hair that went around her face to her legs that stood crossed beneath her as she leaned against the counter. Paige made steady steps—reaching out for her and Azzi went willingly again as she wrapped her arms around her neck, Azzi hand gesturing her head down so their lips could touch. Azzi moaned against her mouth at the sharp taste of grape wine, she stuck her tongue out to drag it against her bottom lip then sucking it onto her mouth again making Paige hands squeeze her hips and push her against the counter.

The sudden move made Azzi breathe out a laugh as her head went back. “Calm down, superstar.”

Paige smiled. “I want you. I want you all over this hotel, can you give me that?” Azzi head went up and down just to suddenly be spun so her back was facing Paige; she pulled her waist backwards, catching her fingers on her leggings to pull them down her legs. Azzi stepped out of them as soon as they hit the floor, bracing her arms against the counter as she leaned against it. “I’ll give you anything.” Paige bottom lip went between her teeth, her hand went back slapping her ass making Azzi jolt as she sighed against the counter.

“Baby please.” Azzi whined, she felt her fingertips glide along the sides of the thong that were strapped around her hips. “You can beg better than that.” Paige said softly while her fingers caught on her sides, pulling her thong down her legs so slowly that it gave Azzi chills.

“Please-please, I’ll do anything you want.”

“Anything?” Paige was bowing to one knee just like how she was earlier, she knew she already tasted her but she needed it again. Paige squeezed her ass, squeezing it hard enough for it to spread her cheeks and tongue darted out to lick her clit that was already dripping just from kissing her.

Azzi had to lay flat, standing up on her feet accordingly with her legs spread. “Shiit—anything baby” Azzi trembled at the feeling of her tongue finding her clit again after she responded, her moans so soft and delicate, she didn’t move a muscle in hopes to drown in this feeling. Paige suctioned her lips around her pearl to suck it repeatedly into her mouth, her hands continued to hold her apart as she feasted on everything Azzi gave her.

Paige stuck her tongue out to draw slow circles against her clit, moving her head clockwise to reach every part of her she could. Paige pushed her face deeper in her essence, the smell of her alone was making her pussy drip as she began to plunge her tongue in her entrance making Azzi legs buckle and body shake without control. Azzi bit her lip with her hand going backwards to brace it atop of the blondes head, she didn’t move her, only held her as her hips drove backwards to fuck her tongue. “So good baby, so fucking good.” Azzi groaned at the feeling of Paige warm mouth pulling away, her clit turned cold but Paige stood with two fingers finding her entrance with that same ease.

Azzi was so wet, she didn’t need any prep as she easily slid them inside of her. Paige was able two push two whole digits straight into her—bending her fingers according like she was scooping something out inside of her, she scissored her fingers with her free hand holding her up. “Like this?” Paige whispered, another slap to her ass made Azzi jolt again she sighed with her head nodding, the only thing coming from her mouth were her moans as she breathed against the counter.

“You making a mess Azzi.” Paige spoke to her gentle like. Azzi was like a facet on her fingers, every plunge resulted in more of her slick covering her hand. Paige moved the free hand from her hip to bring it to her front, three fingers this time to rub fast circles against her clit. Paige made sure to apply enough pressure to that she felt it; filled full with her fingers as they continued to fuck into her, Paige’s lips laying delicate kisses against her neck that misted with sweat.

Azzi braced her hands against the counter in attempts to keep herself up. “I’m—I’m cumming Paige, I’m so close.” Azzi stuttered, her breath caught in her throat at the feeling of her fingers moving faster. Azzi couldn’t fathom how her speed always increased with going faster than before, Paige mapped out everything she needed to know about her body and she wished she was more aware of the fact.

“Do it. I wanna feel it Azzi please—lemme feel it.” Paige tongue went from her shoulder, trailing up her neck before sinking her teeth into the crevices between her neck and ear.

The pressure was enough to make Azzi shudder as she came, it was soft as her body locked for a few seconds yet when she exhaled she finally let her body weight loose and she would’ve fell if Paige didn’t catch her. Paige spun her just to buckle her hands behind her legs and pick her up, Azzi legs quickly went around her waist with her arms around her neck, using her hand to pull her face in her direction so she could sloppily kiss her. The taste of her on her tongue was so addictive—Paige stuck hers out making Azzi suck on it repeatedly, in a blink of a eye Paige hit the bed first and Azzi lips diverted from her own towards her neck.

Paige swallowed harshly, her hands going to her shorts to untie the tie to make them slide down her legs, she kicked them off quick just to let her eyes flutter close at the feeling of Azzi’s tongue going in slow circles against her neck. “You always know what to do to me.” Azzi whispers were soft against her skin, her lips sucking on her neck made a soft gasp come out of Paige’s lips, she let her head go back further to feel it more.

Paige had to brace her hands on her hips, squeezing her sides just to ground herself. “You don’t wanna talk to me?” Azzi lip caught on her neck as she pulled herself back up, leaving small kisses behind as she finally reached her lips to kiss her deeply. Azzi jaw loosened so she could kiss her deeper, Paige followed her lead and her fingers slipping down her stomach and sinking into her boxers had made her sensitive already without being touched. “I do baby. I do.” Paige finally replied, she was stunned in pleasure, Azzi eyes blinked delicately, her brown hues becoming darker as her eyes went over Paige’s body underneath her.

Paige watched the way she looked at her, her chest going up and down fairly slowly. “So when I say something, you say something back.”

“Yes mommy.” Paige voice whimpered.

Azzi smile reached her eyes with those brown hues glowing, she easily slid a single finger inside of her, moaning at how easy she took it. “Shitt” Paige breathed with her eyes closing, her legs spreading apart a bit more to give her room seeing as Azzi didn’t bother taking off the Nike Pros she wore. “So wet Paige, you be keeping this from me.” Azzi added another finger, her movements to a minimum as she kept her palm flat with her fingers pumping in and out of her.

Paige groaned, she didn’t even know what to do with her hands as she allowed one to slowly fall to her wrist. “Baby—baby take them off me please.” Paige whined and Azzi took her hands away just to lean up accordingly to her knees, she pulled at her waist band and Paige hips lifted to help her. As soon as they were off, the sight of her pussy was enough to make Azzi’s mouth water as she leaned down and only ran her tongue over her lips, tongue gliding against her pearl that stuck out past them. Paige body twitched as she braced hands into her curls, bringing her head to her pussy to already move her hips against her tongue.

“Oh my god,” Paige spoke in disbelief as she let a deep exhale out her mouth, eyes in a true trance at Azzi beneath her as she used her mouth to feast on her. Azzi movements were slow though no doubt as she french kissed her pussy, she was making a mess with barely moving. The girls head moved sensually, letting Paige taste real sweet on her tongue whilst she moved her hands to glide her fingers up her thighs. Paige’s legs lifted and went back and Azzi propped herself accordingly to eat her pussy at a better angle with her legs now lifted, her clit sounding with the fast pace she sucked it at.

Azzi grip was tight, her head shook back and forth like a dog gone starved as she ate her out, moaning against her core at the taste. Paige gripped her curls just off instinct, just to feel her while Azzi stuck her tongue out to draw those slow like lines against her clit. The motion made Paige jaw drop, a breathy moan falling out occasionally but other times she was stuck in that one place as Azzi mouth moved fluently against her slick.

Azzi lifted her head, a soft kiss to her clit. “Breathe. Calm down and feel it.”

“Mommyy” Paige dragged in desperation, her grip becoming tighter again to bring her mouth back in place. “Don’t stop don’t stop please.” Paige whined, she felt her abdomen tighten, her girl was eating her so good she had her toes curling. Paige head lifted to watch the scene again—only lasting a good three seconds before her head fell back with a huff, the muscle in her leg burning as Azzi only stuck out her tongue to flick against her clit.

“Oh my—God, you finna make me cum Azzi,” Azzi couldn’t stop. She didn’t even want air, she continuously sucked on that bud, a little bit below it and every time it made Paige shudder until she finally gasped so hard it practically caught in her throat.

Paige came with her hands tangled in her hair and Azzi slurped up everything that came out of her, drowning in it for a few more seconds before pulling away. Azzi’s mouth and chin were slick, practically dripping as she licked her lips to savor the taste on her tongue. Azzi crawled up her body, her lips pursing and Paige’s long tongue automatically came out making the spit slowly travel from her lips onto her tongue.

Paige closed her mouth to swallow it but hand slowly came up to cuff her neck, bringing her downwards so they could share that same salvia. It was messy as Azzi tongue went out to go in circles around Paige’s—they swapped spit practically as they kissed one another.

The room was heated. They both sweated against the sheets, smelling of sex and heat, the bed itself was ruffled and ridded as they moved against it. “I want more.” Azzi spoke against her lips while her legs moved accordingly beneath her, they both slotted their legs together making Paige scoot back a few inches so the angle would be correct. Paige hands found her hips again, her favorite place, she lined her up good with her bottom lip tucked between her white teeth as she made her legs spread wider.

“Give it to me baby.” Paige was guiding her at first, she pulled her softly allowing their pussies to kiss in a soft squelch before pulling her back up. The girls moaned in unison making Azzi move her own hips again making the feeling repetitive but she was slow with it, digging her hips down and bringing them back up in a slow drag, making Paige feel everything.

Paige hands moved from her hips to the tank she wore, she finally pulled it up over her head making Azzi’s arms go up to help her. Paige tossed it as soon as she got it off her making Azzi do the same as she lifted the beater that Paige wore as well making them both naked all over—Paige wrapped her arms around her in a tight embrace to pull her forward, the warmth they gave one another in this position was everything either of them could’ve wanted in life. “I love you.” Paige said firstly, an arm stayed secured around her waist as another palmed her ass to move her against her pussy again.

“I love youu baby.” Azzi dragged, her eyes fluttering close as Paige hips bucked upwards so she would basically do all the work. Paige didn’t let Azzi move a muscle, she dragged her pussy continuously against her own, kissing her temple as her forehead rested on her shoulder. “I love you so much.” Azzi said again, turning her head so her cheek rested there, a hand of her own coming to the blondes cheek to hold her face.

Paige eyebrows frowned together, her breathing stuttering every time they met. “You so wet mommy, look atchu’.” The sharp pain Paige sent to her ass made her gasp, she bit her lip with her eyes hazed. The look in her eyes was so sinful with her doey eyes, the way she was looking at Paige only made her grow wetter against her.

“I won’t last.” Azzi cried, the pleasure running through her body really left her weak. She couldn’t even fuck back if she wanted to, in strong attempts to keep her eyes open as an utter exhaustion took over her body but her pussy was pulsing beneath her, she was so close. “Shhhh, it’s okay baby I know.” Paige slowed—the hand on her ass squeezing tighter at this point to have a good grip to slow her down, only moving her hips slower now, their clits dragged against one another menacingly slowly making Azzi eyes water.

“Mmmm oh my—daddy I—,” Azzi blabbered, her hand dragging down Paige’s face to squeeze her shoulder, her nails dug into her white skin making Paige moan. “Fu—fuckk, oh my—” Azzi heard in her ear as she eventually made her hips move faster again, building the speed but still in a slow manner.

Azzi nails dragged down her shoulder, reaching her bicep as she lifted her head with her tongue out, taking her mouth again for only a few seconds before they started to pant against each others lips. “I’m—,” Azzi couldn’t even make it out, the girl came so hard, you could hear it physically now as Paige continued to rub herself against her clit. The overstimulation made her moan aloud, her head going back as her nails dug into her skin again just to squeeze her bicep in her grip.

“You fucking me to good daddy” Azzi breathed out, her tongue going out to glide across her bottom lip as she kissed into Paige’s parted mouth, she felt her hips stutter beneath her letting her know how close she was. “Cum for me. I want it inside me.” Azzi tongue licked into her mouth that still stayed open—Paige darted her own tongue out to lick her lips, her harsh breathing making them dry as the sudden command made her eyes shut and cum exactly on the spot.

Paige body went limp, she dropped her head back. The only sound in the room now was them breathing harshly—nobody moved for a few dragging seconds suddenly though Azzi head had lifted. “Tapping?” Azzi said with a lazy smile, both hands coming to her face again, using her fingers to tap against her jawline.

“Get it from my suitcase.” Paige replied, her eyes blinking to life.

“You bought one?” Azzi was up and moving now as she got up completely, although still she caught herself on the bed from her weak legs.

Azzi found the skin type 8inch almost immediately, as she stood, she noticed Paige moved as well she stood from the bed and Azzi helped her into it. Azzi snugged it to her hips, pulling the strap to tighten accordingly on her. Paige only stood with her head bowed, in a trance with watching her work but she finally stood up to her feet making Paige’s eyes follow her. “I’m not tapping before you.” It was the only thing Paige had said before she picked Azzi up from the back of her legs, Azzi yelped in surprise but legs instantly went around her waist again.

“I doubt it.” Azzi replied.

Paige moved a few paces left only pushing her against the wall, it was cold against Azzi’s back making her get the chills, her finger caught onto the hair tie that was holding Paige’s hair back and gave it a slight tug. Paige’s head went back to make it come down easy, when her head lifted, her blonde hair followed. “Can you tell how much I’ve missed your hair?” Azzi ran her fingers through it as she spoke softly, her words shortly turning into a soft moan at the feeling of Paige entering her. “Pull it.” Paige muttered as her head drifted to her neck, laying open-mouthed kisses against her heated skin as her hips fucked all 8inches deep into her.

Azzi gripped her hair in her palm, her eyes squeezing tight as she held on as tight as she could so she couldn’t slip. Paige though had the crease of her knees in her elbows and her palms flat against her ass to hold her up accordingly—feet planted as she lifted her a few inches then brought her back down on the length, her mouth sucking a dark spot into her neck then using her tongue to ease it as she dragged it from her neck trailing up her jawline then kissed her earlobe as she exhaled into it. “Holyshit” Azzi gasped at her speeding up, her eyes rolling and getting stuck in the back of her head as her moans heightened.

Paige watched her expression, before her eyes slowly trailed down her neck and chest just to watch the way she creamed against the strap. Azzi pussy swallowed the inches with no mercy, she took it all to the base making Paige entranced. “Look at you” Paige spoke in half disbelief, her hips slowing to watch the way her mess spread across the silicone, hips digging beneath her to plunge softly against that part inside of her that had Azzi body locked in her grasp.

Azzi lazily lifted her head, watching the scene with her. “So good” Azzi chest was heaving, her eyes blinking close again as her head went up and back against the wall.

The sound of their skin meeting bounced around the room—it only forced Paige to pick up her pace, she plunged inside of her in a pace that made Azzi legs shake. She could feel her trembling in her grip, she pulled away from the wall to spin and move to drop her against the bed but waisted zero time to ram back inside of her. “Shit!” Azzi screamed but Paige followed her down to swallow her sounds in a kiss, her hips fucking into her during the entire exchange. Azzi didn’t even know what to do with her hands as she gripped the comforter, pulling it everytime she went deeper.

“She loves me baby. You hear her talkin’ to me?” Her pussy truly squelched every time she was entering her, the noise was loud in her ears making her pant against her lips. Paige was dragging it out at this point just to hear the sound, she was switching between paces whenever she felt like it. The feeling of her speeding up again made Azzi groan.

“Oh my god—oh my god Paige” Paige pulled out of her all together even stood straight up, gripping the strap in her hand as she rubbed the tip repeatedly against her bud. The sound of her slick clicked every time she did—Azzi head lifted, her stomach flinching as she watched the scene and suddenly the urge made her entire body tingle. Azzi didn’t even know she had to before the squirt shot out of her, she heard Paige groan as she continued to stimulate her clit with the tip. “Yesss mama, yess just like that. I want everything Azzi” Paige slapped it against her clit a few more times before diving back inside of her making Azzi hips lift and try to move backwards but Paige gripped her face, holding her still under her weight as she fucked into her.

Paige only had one leg in her grip now, holding her open as she gave her steady strokes. “I can’t, I can’t do it daddy” Azzi cried.

Paige nodded. “Yes you can. Look at you baby, you doing it for me. You’re so good for me, be a good girl and cum again.” Paige was ramming into her system, Azzi felt like she could feel her in her heart as her eyes rolled back. “Such a good girl. So good for daddy baby, you daddies baby?”

“Yessss” Azzi felt the tear slide down her cheek, whomever their neighbors could’ve been had to have heard her. Azzi was loud, she was unapologetically loud and Paige couldn’t stop her if she wanted to. Azzi brain, body, and soul was given to Paige as she took everything from her. Paige was milking her of everything she had, she was stuck in place again.

“Cum.” It was the only thing Azzi needed to hear, she let the band snap making her moans slowly but surely die down as the feeling reached the bottom of her toes. Her body heated, she was so hot that she felt the sweat form on her chest.

Paige gave her a single long stroke from the base all the way to the tip just to then pull out, letting it fall against her own legs. “Okay, okay that’s it. I’m tapping.” Azzi sighed as she turned herself over to her side and settled against the sheets; Paige chuckled and slipped it off and down her legs, getting in the bed beside her. “I knew you would.”

The night owl in Paige was slowly coming to, the night was still young for her. The blonde was only eligible to sleep a good hour, maybe two but it could never be as heavy as Azzi as she slept comfortably underneath the comforter. Azzi had both hands tucked underneath her head to keep warm with her legs tight in a fetal position—her body going up in a long inhale, just to droop down like a steep hill as she slept. The girls golden bare skin, the only peek Paige had of it was a sliver of her shoulder as she slept on her side. Paige was watching her like some hawk, finally being able to get a good look at her without Azzi cracking on her for staring.

Azzi was the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes upon. The resting state her face was in made her lips part, Paige couldn’t have felt more luckier.

The blonde eventually looked down at her phone that continued to buzz in her grip, the messages from Leon were starting up again even with how late it was, her eyes going over the time of five in the morning. Paige walked closer towards the bed to her own side specifically, dropping the phone at the edge of the bed on her way. The 8inches hung gracefully between her legs, Paige moved with precision as she slipped underneath the comforter behind Azzi who still rested peacefully. The room was colder now, the cold air from outside seeping through the cracks and that hotel conditioning that stayed on full blast.

Azzi had a warmth to her that made Paige press up against the skin of her bareback, her arm wrapping securely around her waist as her lips laid gentle kisses against her neck. “Baby,” Paige lips spoke against her heated skin, still laying the kisses that were trailing up her jaw towards her cheek. “Baby please,” Paige had a free hand that was moving from her waist to trail down her ribcage now, a single finger finding her clit making her rub it in slow like circles that finally earned a small-breathy moan falling from Azzi’s lips.

The noise made Paige more alert making her head lift with her finger applying more pressure, her tongue going out to lick from the base of her neck all the way up towards her jaw. “Paige, baby,” Azzi hand had lifted to rub her fingers against her face before eventually turning her head to desperately meet her lips, her own legs spreading a bit making Paige add another finger in the rotation as she rubbed her clit that still remained wet all this time. Azzi still had a sleepy look in her eye but her body submitted to her as soon as her eyes opened, she moaned against Paige’s lips as those two fingers slid inside of her.

Azzi was rolled to her back by now, her legs braced apart as she felt her fingers practically reach her heart. “F-Fuckk” Her body shuddered as Paige head leaned down, the feeling of her tongue tracing her sensitive nipple made her moan. Azzi could feel the strap nudging her leg, just like that, she was ready as that sleepiness wore off as she batted her eyes with her chest still heaving as Paige fingers plunged a last time just to pull away completely.

Paige bit her lip as she watched her in fascination, bringing her fingers to Azzi’s mouth to let her taste her own slick. “He’s texting you again.” Paige couldn’t help that small part of her that held that jealousy in a tight chokehold, it was just something about Azzi being with someone else that pissed her off. The sight of it alone just was to much for her brain but Paige quickly registered who Azzi was really with when her girl stuck her tongue out, dragging it up against her index finger to lick them clean. “Yeah? What he say?” Paige could hear the teasing intent but she wish that shit was funny.

“Azzi.” The stern in her tone made Azzi smile so big, it made her dimples dig deep as she allowed her legs to go willingly from Paige getting between them with her hands braced behind her knees. “Show me how mad you are.” Azzi whispered softly making the switch in Paige flip, a hand going to the strap to slap it against her wet clit before she rubbed it against the sticky mess Azzi continued to create.

Paige had Azzi legs up high even when Paige moved her hand, Azzi came up slowly after her to hold her leg up accordingly she couldn’t help but to hold her breath at the feeling of Paige easing the tip inside of her. The feeling continued to vanish at Paige easing it back out just to slide back in before even giving her a chance to think, the feeling had her toes curling her bottom lip going between her teeth. Paige was savoring it, that pissed side of her living for making Azzi beg beneath her, she took her time purposefully. “It’s always you Paige,” Azzi breathed, knowing what her blonde wanted to hear.

“Fuck me Paige please” Paige smirked, giving into her pleads as she pushed her hips further to let it fill Azzi up to the base. Paige watched her pussy swallow every inch. “I want you to remember who makes you feel like this.” Paige hand going to push Azzi’s hand away from her leg and caught it just before it could fall, her eyes locking onto where they met as her hips pulled out of her in that same slow pace just to slide back in.

Azzi couldn’t even talk from the length moving in and out of her as her legs became puddy in Paige’s hands, her eyes personally locked onto Paige’s expression. Paige eyes slid up her body that was practically folded in half in her grip, her hips pace picked up intentionally fucking into her hard enough to make Azzi jut but even then she took all the force she gave. “Right there right there fuckk” Azzi cried her hands going up to grip on Paige’s arm but before the girl could even get a grip, “Don’t touch me just take it.” Azzi hands immediately fell to grip the sheets, she listened to whatever she said when she was this close.

Paige wouldn’t let up though with her hips meeting her repeatedly, the strap going in and out with ease as Azzi’s slicked lined all 8inches. “You better not cum.”

Azzi whimpered loudly at the command, her head finally lifting just so she could watch how her pussy alone was decorating the sheets and their thighs. The slick messy, every time Paige plunged into her, the same slick was sticking to her legs. “You wanna talk all that shit then spect’ to cum?” Paige was pulling Azzi by her thighs to come to the heart of the bed so that she could lean accordingly with her elbows holding her up, her arms going around Azzi’s legs to keep them up just to ease back into her again. “Fuuckk” Both women said in unison from Paige easing back into her so easy, she slid in automatically reaching the base.

“I love that shit Azzi—that’s me?” Paige asked with her hips fucking into her again, her tongue even going out to lick into her open mouth as Azzi moaned at each thrust. “Yesss, all yours daddy, please lemme cum, it’s yours Paige—,” Azzi rambled, her mind cluttering as the only thing she felt was the weight of Paige as she held her down mixed with her fucking her into the mattress had her lost for words.

Azzi eyes rolled backwards as Paige tongue trailed from her shoulder blade to sliding up her neck, reaching her jaw till she finally lifted her head to speak into her ear. “Cum for me baby, just like that just like that” Paige chanted in her ear, her hips didn’t falter, couldn’t let up not even for a second as Azzi body trembled in her grip as she came with everything left in her. Even when Paige pulled out of her Azzi legs shook as she allowed her body to sulk against the comforter—Paige was standing to pull the strap off her legs, a smirk now graced on her lips again as she slid beside Azzi.

Paige didn’t bother to move either of them, only pull the cover to cover them both. The way the two clicked back together as they wrapped their arms around one another in a embrace, Azzi settling into her chest as Paige head dipped so her nose could go into her hair like they’d never move. “Is he still waiting for you?” Azzi had to catch herself from laughing as she tucked her lips in.

“Okay, in my defense? I didn’t expect him to be asleep.” Paige laugh made her chest vibrate making Azzi lift up and slap her arm and tried to push her away with quickness. “That’s not funny. Oh my God, I really have to deal with that eventually.”

“Nobody told yo’ ass to move on anyways. Now, you gotta deal with the consequences.”

Another Night

𑣲 pairing paige bueckers x azzi fudd

CHAPTER: ONE, TWO, THREE

𑣲 warnings: munch!p. toxic. cheating?a little. spitting. hair pulling. talk me through itttt. bisexual content.

𑣲 authors note: tysm for getting me over 200+ likes on my ficcccc! you ask, you shall receive!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 4.9K

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“You know this isn’t my fault right?” Azzi Fudd questioned with her arms now tightly crossed against her chest, her face screwed as her eyes followed Leon as he collected his clothes around the room. The morning normally would’ve been her tucked underneath the sheets; watching him get dressed so he could make his morning practice, giggling at him catching his foot on his sweats from rushing. This morning though had Azzi up earlier than typical for a Saturday, freshly showered and by the time she got out and made breakfast Leon was still asleep.

Azzi heard him moving in her bedroom but gave him space seeing as last night they had their first real big argument that was clearly blown out of proportion. Azzi still let him stay over and they slept in her bed together but on both different sides—she waited for him in the kitchen but minutes passed and she couldn’t go any longer without having a conversation, every time she spoke though, she was met with no reply. Leon was ignoring her but she still stood her ground, her light pink fitted SKIMS tank and shorts to match on with her curly hair pulled up into a ponytail.

“What can I do? Just tell me what I can do to help you believe nothing is going on.” Azzi moved from the doorway to step to him as Leon was sitting down now, fastening his shoes. “Azzi, please just drop it.” Azzi huffed her face twisted in agitation, eyes rolling in irritation as she then braced her hands on her face.

“I just want you to tell me Leon, that’s it. I only want you.”

“Do you even believe that?” This relationship wasn’t completely brand new. The only new thing was her starting to let Leon come over; after that night with Paige, Paige did just what she was supposed to and left without a word after leaving Azzi complexed with what she was already feeling. The very few messages she sent her way, all went unnoticed. Azzi could turn cold too just like her, it made her zero never-mind.

It was just a night and it’d stay that way, Azzi fixed her mind to believing that’s all she’ll ever be able to have with Paige, just a night. Leon and her had been talking way before ring night, she cared for him, she cared for him a lot and not just because of who he was. Leon was going to the NFL, drafted this spring. “Of course I do. You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

“Then, let me come. It’s that simple, you met all of my friends—,” Azzi cut him off. “You met mine too! Just because she didn’t want extra guest at her party doesn’t mean anything, Caroline wanted something small and close with just us.”

“But she’ll be there.” Leon spoke calmly like the reasoning itself was the whole reason of his attitude like Azzi should already know what that meant. Azzi shook her head, their words were hitting like fire but missing one another terribly, Azzi felt like he wasn’t hearing her and that’s what made her walk away every time. “That’s not fair.” Azzi spun on her heels to leave her room, the conversation was stressing her out as she ran her hand down her face and walked to the kitchen so she could pick up her UConn mug. Azzi lifted it to her lips as she heard his feet coming down her hallway, making her drop her head.

“You can’t even talk to me about it Azzi. It bothers you that bad and you can’t even talk to me!”

“Nothing bothers me! Excuse me if I don’t want to talk about my ex-girlfriend all day, it’s over. It’s been over!” Her voice raising just because his was. “I don’t trust that.” He spoke simply.

“You don’t trust me.” She fixed. “How are we supposed to have a relationship or build anything when you don’t trust me?”

Leon watched her for a few beats, her words settling into him but he nonetheless started again. “You talk to me about everything else. We talk about everyone else—my relationships included, all that shit. You see the same shit I see, social media be going crazy with that shit. You and her can’t even be mentioned in the same sentence without everyone’s input. We’re together Azzi, we’re in a relationship.” Azzi blinked at her coffee, her thumb tracing the handle. “What do you want me to do?” She questioned as her head lifted, hand fixed on her hip now as her eyes narrowed.

“Caroline doesn’t like big crowds so that’s out of the question. Next weekend we can plan something, everyone’s invited just so you can get to know them better.” Azzi was hesitant with bringing him around seeing as her and Paige had been in a lengthy relationship, she didn’t want things to be weird so she avoided it all around. It’s been that same time span, going on four months since the last she’s seen her. Azzi couldn’t let her get her hopes up this time, she wasn’t a child and knew she had her restraint.

Azzi could see the problem here too and could see why he would be upset but her question was repetitive for that very reason, what could she do? It’s nothing she could do about the internet or her friend’s preferences, all she could do was be there.

Leon still seemed contemplated though. Azzi allowed him to speak but he said nothing, she deeply inhaled through her nose and let it out of her mouth as she stood up straight. “I have a past. It’s all I can tell you, I’m not living in that lifetime anymore though. The media is insane but this is my real life; when the phones are off and it’s just me and you in bed, that is where I want to be. I don’t wanna be with anyone else or think about anyone else Leon, I just want you.” She spoke truthfully as she came around the counter to him, he still stood over her, only a few inches making her eyes go back as she approached him.

“You believe me right?” Azzi voice went back soft her hand reaching out for him first to grab ahold of his bicep, using it to walk him in her direction. Leon still held a neutral expression but moved his feet and Azzi wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace when he was close enough, her head on his chest and Azzi sighed as she felt his hands wrap around her even tighter. “I can’t change the media. I can be with you though.” Azzi had her mouth a few inches away from his ear as her voice stayed soft, her hand going down his shirt to feel his print in his sweats he wore over.

Leon breathing picked up on her skin, she felt him back her up against the counter making her laugh breathlessly.

“I’ll leave early. You’ll wait for me here?” Azzi questioned as she pulled away to look up at him, he nodded his head with his eyes still drinking her up. “I’ll text you.” Azzi smiled and pressed forward to kiss his lips, the kiss was simple and soft as she felt his hands grip harder on her waist. Azzi was the one who disconnected them as she rubbed her lips together and stepped back, walking him to the door as he slowly trailed behind her.

• • •

“What number shot are you on?” Azzi easy eyes lifted from her phone to find Caroline leaning against the counter, eyes fixed on her. It made her smile as she sent Leon one last text before shutting her phone off and sitting it on the counter; mimicking her pose as she leaned against it, her hand holding her head up. “Two? I don’t know, I’m not feeling the best tonight. I might go home.” Azzi said seeing as Leon just got off work and was at her house waiting but Caroline was still eyeing her like she didn’t buy it.

It’d been about an entire hour and a half and Caroline’s apartment was fulfilled with nothing but good vibes.

“Okay, what’s the real reason? Is it Leon?” Azzi eyes widened. “Don’t say it like it’s a bad thing? I couldn’t bring him and now he’s just waiting at my house.” Caroline’s apartment was packed with everyone they knew, it was a typical hangout with the entire team there and a few friends Caroline had. It still was kept small with the normal vibe of Uno being played in one corner, Aubrey was already screaming at Sarah to draw four while other teammates sat sprawled out on the couch with solo cups in hand.

“No judging.” Caroline held her hands up, making Azzi roll her eyes with a soft smile still on her face. “Before you do leave though, at least take a shot with me.” Caroline grabbed ahold of Azzi’s hand and pulled her away from the counter as they made their way around it to walk into the kitchen, the alcohol bottles lined neatly on the counter, some still full and others half empty. Azzi’s eyes went over the selection as Caroline sat two red solo cups down before them and grabbed the Don Julio, pouring it well over a shot. Azzi had a smirk on her face as she shook her head just to pick up the cup and bring it to her nose to smell it, this makes her third one since she’d been.

Azzi knew this was going to be the shot that tore her up. “This is for you.” Caroline smiled. “For me!” She added and they both cheered their cups and touched the counter with them—just then, KK was pulling open the front door at the sound of a sudden knock. As soon as KK stepped back was when Paige stepped inside, her blonde hair bright like typical which made it more easier for Azzi to spot her out. Paige had that smile that reached her eyes that was only reserved for them as she clasped hands with both Ayanna and KK, everybody seemingly more hyped as she walked through the door.

The noise of chatter became heavy and even Caroline left her side to run to Paige, meeting her at full force in a tight embrace. The sight itself made Azzi tare her eyes away to look down at her cup that was still filled with alcohol, she quickly brought it to her mouth to take it in a harsh swallow. Azzi face grimaced as she sat the cup down again only picking up the bottle to pour a bit more, her chest burned as the alcohol flowed through her system but it didn’t stop her from bringing the cup to her mouth again. It went down way more easier this time and Azzi turned her body just to toss the cup in the garbage.

The noise of it was drowned out by the small Bluetooth pill that played Caroline’s playlist. Caroline had a comfortable apartment with the wide cushioned chairs and two love seats on opposite sides of the room, it was nice. The furniture cluttered with bodies and cups scattered around the room—Azzi had reached over the counter to grab her phone that was a reach away when she finally grabbed it and pulled her hand back, she gasped and jump backwards at Caroline’s solo cup she bumped. The liquor started to seep into her pink tee, making her just sit her phone down and turn to head to the bathroom.

Paige eyes flicked to her as she lead herself down the hallway. That morning after ring night was a disgrace for her and she will live with regret for the rest of her life. Paige figured she was doing the exact thing Azzi was going to tell her to do, it was nothing left for them. As much as she missed her curly hair and the smell of her when she woke up in the morning, it meant nothing, it had to. Paige physically fought herself to not move her feet to the bathroom, she shook her head and turned her attention to the match of Uno that was now starting.

As she sat down in the chair, her leg rattled beneath the table as her head kept turning to see if Azzi would leave the bathroom. “Loser gotta take two shots?” Ice hyped up.

Paige turned her head to her with a smile on her face. “Make it three. Let me use the bathroom real quick though.” It seems as if everyone was to into their own bubble to realize her intent so it only made her move faster. Paige had to bypass the counter and her eyes caught the phone that flashed repeatedly with text messages, her eyes caught the name along with the wallpaper of Azzi and her siblings. Paige couldn’t help the way her lip curled as she moved down the hall, washing her hand over her mouth as if it would’ve made her stop smiling.

The door to the bathroom was shut but her eyes caught the light under the door.

Azzi could see the light spilling in underneath the bathroom door and she could hear the shoes coming down the hall, she figured someone was going to Caroline’s room but when they got closer, she knew exactly who was outside the door. The light broke underneath her feet and Azzi had to blink a few times, her drinks settling quicker than she expected but still her hand moved to pull it open.

Azzi’s eyes found those blue hues easy and stepped backwards in to give her more room for her to ease inside making Paige move quick to walk, she shut the door behind her but this time turned the latch to lock it. The noise latching in Azzi’s ears made her heart thump quicker, she finally had a different leverage to see her up close—Azzi easily finding the grey sweats that were tied loosely around her hips along with the black tee she wore, chain sitting atop it. She looked good, why did she look so good? Azzi face frowned as she stood deep in her thoughts and Paige didn’t say a thing, her head tilting to catch how perfect Azzi’s chest looked in her top.

The spaghetti strap lightly colored and catching on her shoulders, she wore a jacket over but Caroline insisted she went comfortable. Azzi felt naked under her gaze. “What—,”

“Your boyfriend’s texting you. I think he’s worried.” Azzi mind flashed to her phone sitting on the counter. “You looked at my phone?” Azzi questioned with a small bit of bite in her voice, the emotions that ran through her body were so intense, she didn’t know if she was mad or grateful at the girl standing before her.

Paige shrugged, the sly bullshit smile on her lips growing with each second. “Maybe he is.” Azzi moved a bit closer, her hand being able to touch the counter now but still a few paces away from the blonde against the door. Caroline’s bathroom wasn’t wide but lengthy enough for both of them to stand comfortably—a mirror catching the interaction go down reflecting them clear in the mirror. The answer made Paige face straighten as her head tilted up. “Not funny.”

“I’m just answering your question.”

“I have another one then, why didn’t you text me back after ring night?”

Azzi shook her head. “Paige, please. That’s what I’m not doing with you.”

“What with me? I thought you were answering questions.”

“Yeah, not those questions smart ass. You know why.” Azzi fired and Paige eyebrows frowned. “Would you have wanted me to stay?” The question had Azzi mouth twisting as her eyes blinked close even standing from the sink to increase the space between them again, she was pissing her off so bad that she was lost for words. Azzi also just couldn’t understand why being in her presence was making her so infuriatingly upset but also so insanely wet. Azzi was dripping just off the scent of her cologne, this one was richer and different, even smelt sweeter like it was made just for her.

Paige was losing it too. Every move Azzi made had her muscles flexed and even in distress she still looked like the prettiest woman on the planet. “That’s why. That’s exactly why I left that morning because you don’t even know what you want with me.” The words hit Azzi hard but Paige still watched her with sentimental eyes. “I use to. Remember that?” Azzi started.

“Azzi—,” Azzi words cut through hers. “The one thing the entire fucking world is never letting me forget and it hurts me so much because I see everything Paige. You know I do. It’s still the number one topic of the world on some days and it’s the number one heartbreak of my entire life, can you believe that? I can’t move on, I can’t sleep, I can’t breathe Paige, all the time now.”

Azzi made emphasis on her words with each sentence. They flowed out her mouth and into Paige making her eyes briefly shut to inhale and exhale. “No one is letting me move on. Not even myself.” Azzi spoke out softly.

“I didn’t leave out of the blue. I really figured you wouldn’t want this with me again, I thought you wouldn’t have wanted to try Azzi.” Paige reasoned with her, her voice going soft again. Paige had been all Azzi has ever known within a relationship, she was so use to her that the fact of moving on was harder than she thought. The resilience she thought she carried before was now slipping through her fingers as her eyebrows went deep in thought, her bottom lip going into her mouth whilst her teeth nibbled on it. “It’s too late.” Azzi voice was quip and sharp, she spat it out so quickly so she wouldn’t back out.

Paige couldn’t buy it. “It’s never too late.”

“I’m with someone else.” Azzi pointed out, her voice of reason slowly fading.

“Leave him.” Azzi head tilted.

“Did you miss everything I just said?” Paige finally lifted from the door her feet moving steady but slowly as she made her way towards her. “I heard you. I just need you to tell me that you want this too, don’t let my words dictate your truth. Do you want me?” The distance between them decreased this time and with each step Paige took, Azzi eyes caught the shoes on her feet to the space getting slimmer between them.

Azzi didn’t move from it, she let Paige take the hold on her waist to jut her forward and clash to her chest. “Don’t move on. We don’t have to, I don’t want to.” Paige spoke honestly, she was so close, Azzi felt her breath hit her face with each word she spoke. “You don’t?” Azzi questioned as she felt Paige gentle tugs as she worked the leggings she wore to push them down her thighs, Paige eyes drunk her in whilst her teeth found her bottom lip as she shook her head no in response while too working down to her knees.

Azzi eyes followed her down as she even walked backwards a bit to brace herself on the wall, stepping out of her leggings completely as her foot found the edge of the tub. Azzi held herself up as the feeling of Paige’s lips against her thighs made her stomach flutter, her breathing picked up off rip, legs jutting from the nervousness radiating off her when Paige hadn’t even done anything yet. The only person on her mind was her as she looked up at her with those innocent blue hues even with the sinful act going down, she looked like she was glowing underneath her. Azzi had to reach her hand to touch her hair, her touch soft as her finger went from her scalp to her ends.

“You wore these for me?” The thong was a lavender mesh that had the lace lining up against her hips and panty-linings. They had a clear view to her clit that was pressed against the fabric, Paige couldn’t help the way her tongue went out to lick from the base of it all the way up, making her tongue drag spit all over her clit in a single stripe. “Yes.” Azzi shivered, her free hand going to now push up her tank, letting it cuff underneath her chest.

“You wanna leave me?” Paige pressed a single kiss to her clothed pussy. “I don’t.” Azzi breathlessly spoke.

“Don’t what?” Paige finger hooked in her laced thong to only move it aside, Azzi pussy was soaked and Paige couldn’t resist for her tongue to go out and run another singular stripe against her clit but this one was more slower, a moan coming from Paige at the taste of Azzi on her tongue. The action made Azzi suck her bottom lip into her mouth, her hips desperately following her tongue but Paige used her hand to quickly pin her back against the wall. “Tell me first. People gone start looking for us soon Azzi, you know I can be quick though.”

Azzi whines was soft as deep breaths followed after them. “I don’t wanna leave you Paige—Paige please do it, please.” Azzi gripped her hair to push her head forward and Paige went willingly as her mouth caught her pearl perfectly, sucking it into her mouth like a pacifier as Azzi’s slick squelch with each suck. Azzi eyes rolled as her head lifted and went back against the wall behind her, her head spinning now as her clit felt every tongue movement Paige made. Azzi was so sensitive, her whimpers soft as her hips still dug against her mouth.

Paige eyes blinked upwards from her stance, the view of Azzi standing over her with her abs having a constant flinch everytime her tongue flicked against her clit was making her pussy soak her boxers—Azzi head tilted clockwise from the wall and caught on her shoulder as her chest heaved, her full lips in a soft pout.

“Shi—shiit fuck” Azzi felt her body tremble, her leg even weakening beneath her as she felt Paige tongue rub small circles into her clit. Paige distanced herself as her head went back just to purse her lips and spit against her core, the action made Azzi jut backwards unexpectedly and Paige looked so coy as her eyes flicked up towards her again just as she pushed forward to clean her mess up. Paige was loud with it as she slurped her pussy into her mouth repeatedly, having both hands braced on her hips now to hold her up.

Azzi couldn’t stand. “Oh my goddd please—please, like that baby.” Azzi spoke breathlessly with a rushed whisper as her hand felt lifeless against Paige’s head now, she wasn’t holding her hair or even pushing her head anymore as she felt her body becoming more weaker with time passing. Azzi looked down to see the mess she was creating on Paige’s face but it didn’t stop Paige from mouthing her deeper like she was trying to eat her whole, her mouth nice and wet as Azzi rode her face with hesitant hips. “How you want me?” Paige pulled her mouth away to speak as her tongue swiped over her lips, two fingers finding Azzi entrance in seconds as she slid them inside of her.

“Up here, come up here” Azzi quickly spoke as she grabbed the girls shirt to snatch her up and Paige stood and as soon as she did, her mouth desperately caught Azzi’s as she held her steady against the wall. Paige fingers slowing into her now to match the sloppy pace she kissed her at, her slick sounded each time she hit knuckle deep, her tongue diving into her mouth and Azzi parted her lips more for it.

It was a mess but Paige fucked her fingers into her steady, curling them at the sound of the squelch as she stilled her wrist. “You wet as fuck Azzi, I don’t think you ever been this wet.” Paige spoke against her wet lips as she still kissed her parted mouth between words as Azzi exhaled into her own, a single hand on her hip as Azzi dug her nails into her shirt.

“I need you to cum.” Azzi was close she was on the brink, she could feel her body heating as the pit in her stomach grew hallow with each breath she took. It was so humbling, Azzi could hear and feel herself losing her breathing pace as only choked breaths came out of her mouth from the bliss. “Breathe baby.” Paige words grew softer as she spoke to her in a whisper so soft, each word followed by a short breath. Azzi heaving turned soft as she blinked her eyes, she was so hot, the space between them was heated as their adrenaline had them both misted with sweat.

The knock on the door startled the both of them.

It was so sudden and sharp like they were waiting for a minute. “Is somebody in here?” The voice wasn’t recognizable but Paige didn’t fault with her fingers, she only swiftly moved her hand to cover Azzi’s mouth as her fingers still pumped menacingly slow now even her thumb picking up to rub against her clit. “Yeah, I’ll be right out!” Paige spoke over her shoulder and quickly looked back in front of her as her hand slid from down her plumped lips, finding her neck as she squeezed it tight enough to hold her head up right.

Fingers differing from the slow pace to now repeatedly slamming inside of Azzi. “I be forgettin baby. You not with that slow shit huh?” Azzi mind was hazy as her voice found her ears, her hips lifting to feel the thrust plunge her Gspot. “You wanna be a slut don’t you?” Azzi head nodded quickly and the sight had Paige so smug, her eyes dazed with lust like she was the one being touched but this was all she needed to be satisfied.

Azzi froze, her eyes slowly rolling back again with her knees bending beneath her. “You hear that?” Paige was focused on the noisy sounds her pussy continued to make, she loved the soft noises that fell from Azzi as well. Paige couldn’t stop plunging though until Azzi body tensed and came against her fingers. Azzi body locked with pleasure as her legs shook beneath her while Paige still made sure to hold her body upright—Azzi practically sliding down the wall as Paige took her fingers back but Paige held her hips, bringing her to the sink to lean her against it. “Bro—,” Azzi had groaned at the pulsing feeling her clit made as her voice broke the now quiet bathroom, she was coming down steady from her high, her heart still drumming in her ears.

“Lemme clean you up first.” Paige said as she bent down to open the cabinet in front of the sink, she found body towels easy and lifted back up to wet it. “I’ll buy her another.” Paige said seeing as she was literally using one of Caroline’s towels to clean Azzi up, the comment made Azzi giggle out a short breath as she let the blonde clean her up. It lasted for about five minutes and Paige did it all, even fixing her leggings back on her legs one foot at a time and pulled them up her thighs.

“What happens now?” Paige was the one to ask this time. She seemed so certain that when they left this bathroom that it’ll be back to the way it was before—Paige Bueckers and Azzi fudd, national champions, friends to lovers, lovers to friends, all the shit swirled in her head. The overthinking was unusual for her and Azzi used both hands to cuff her cheeks, bringing her focus to her bright face as her eyes jumped around her features. Azzi didn’t know to be completely truthful, she didn’t even know what she wanted for herself in the moment but anytime she was in Paige’s presence, it was different. It was a different feeling everytime whether it was a sexual attraction, anger, sadness, all of it mixed together into one blonde.

Her blonde. Azzi’s blonde. “We can make it work right?” Paige breathed, her eyes briefly closing again just off her touch.

Azzi nodded her head, surely, a smile shy on her lips. “I have to fix some things first.” Paige sudden relaxed state turned cold. “With your boyfriend Leo right?”

“Leon. His name is Leon. You know how I feel about hurting or upsetting anybody, this will hurt him.” Azzi took her hands away to glance over the girls shoulder at the still shut bathroom door. “They definitely know we’re in here together.”

Paige huffed out a laugh at that with a nod. “I’ll let you handle that.” The words making Azzi smile. “I’m staying at the hotel on Boulevard. Room 216, if everything is everything, come see me.”

“aye, take my hand, follow me,

to my roooom.” ♪

𑣲 PAIRING paigebueckers!vet x nyomicole!agent

𑣲 SUMMARY how do you keep something so dear to your heart stable? how can you commit to someone you know you’re not supposed to be in-love with? easy. you do it in silence.

𑣲 WARNINGS smut content. azzifudd!NAMECHANGE lottabit of plot(yk i gotta give you that plot before the smut) paige is very rude. strap-on. standing head. sub/dom antics just a little. power play?i think. daddy use. biting. hair pulling. thassit.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE lovelies can we just pretend the met was in dallas? & azzi fudd is playing nyomi cole, just for any confusion!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 7.2K

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The only valuable noise heard heading down the marble hallway of the Gala had been Nyomi Lynx Cole, the sound of her Jimmy Choo Auria 70 spazzolato pumps clacking against the flooring as each step landed with a small intention of urgency. The sound carried down the hallway, bouncing off the walls beside her, making her presence known before she even stepped into the room. This one had been wide for mostly influencers or what Nyomi liked to call them—‘beginner celebrities’, no shade or ill intent in the name if it was simply what they were. The Nordstrom black blazer-dress fitted her like authority was stitched into the seems—sharp shoulders, silked black tights on her thighs, each step screamed authority, crystal bow on her heels catching in the light with every step.

Nyomi didn’t need the extras with the sequence or color when the walk she strutted already demanded attention. A Renaissance Jewl white tennis necklace that sat on her collarbone, subtle enough to be missed if you weren’t staring too hard.

The noise from the main event tonight now behind her, she felt the small shift in the atmosphere around her from the chaotic mess the night tried to offer. The camera flashes she could hear in the distance settled to a quiet murmur but people moved fluently around this room with their own intent, the laughter and orchestral music prior now quiet all together. The only noise had been the chatter amongst the room, the floor stayed solid though making her heels apart of the tandem.

The lighting was intentional, a dull shade yet flattering in a way that felt almost unreal. No harsh fluorescents, no shadows that didn’t belong. Everything was curated—golden tones bouncing off polished walls, glossy white flooring reflecting movement like still water. Along the sides, staff moved with practiced urgency but quiet discipline—stylists carrying tote bags like sacred objects, security scanning without staring, assistants speaking in hushed, clipped sentences. Every corner held a purpose, every door was guarded with discretion. It was typical making her head stay straight as she headed towards her destination, she looked down at her silver colored iPhone17 seeing the millionth text on it today.

Nyomi head lifted just then though, her thumb pressing the power button as she followed the noise coming from the room of her destination. The locks for the doors this year had been card manufactured entry only making her scan the badge that hung from the lanyard around her neck, listening for the latch to unlock, she opened the door making the noise from inside carry out. “I don’t want this shit! This isn’t what I asked for, what is this?” Nyomi perfectly arched eyebrows pushed together with watching Paige throw a beige vest to the couch, she could already feel the tension in here and she hadn’t even been for five minutes.

“What’s going on?” Nyomi asked, her feet carrying her over to the scene.

Paige had spun around like she seen a ghost, instead of her face softening she only looked at Nyomi with nothing but that anger. “You tell me. Why the fuck am I seeing clothes I literally gave no’s to, I told you that I didn’t wanna wear this color. I’m supposed to be on the carpet in thirty fucking minutes and I don’t even have my right suit!”

The head charge of the dressing crew who was working on staff at the moment voice had stuttered out after the short silence. “I—I was told this was the correct outfit, I didn’t know it was the wrong one, this is what was delivered to me—,” The lady was stammering out but Nyomi held her hand up, shaking her fingers to get her to stop explaining but still had been stepping forward to get a good look at the outfit. It was definitely not correct, all the way from the suit to the accessories, this was not the outfit the girl had picked. “We can fix this, this is fixable. All we have to do is call Coach and tell them we got the wrong outfit. Honey, I need you to get Jenny on the line from Coach, tell her it’s urgent.” Nyomi had ordered, bending over to pick up the jacket that was on the floor at her feet.

The woman didn’t say anything else as she turned to leave but Nyomi spoke up again. “Wait, before you go, what was your name?” Nyomi hated herself for not remembering it for the life of her but with all the names she heard today, they all bundled together in her head by now. “Ariel.”

Nyomi pointed her acrylic towards Ariel. “Apologize to Ariel, Paige.” She watched the girl mouth scrunch up even more, her eyes rolling before eventually looking over at Ariel who stayed close to the door.

The room was silent for a minute, nobody moved and Paige knew no one would without an apology. “I’m sorry.” Nyomi gave a short nod after hearing it, the woman left then and Nyomi listened for the door to click shut behind her. Once Ariel was finally out of sight was when Nyomi attention snapped back to Paige who was still holding her tight posture, it was coming to her attention the blonde was being insufferable all morning but she’d been so busy with her other two clients she had tonight, she was unable to get to her. This had been the first Nyomi had seen of the girl since makeup, she already had her face beat and extensions flowing behind her but she’d just been undressed in the wife beater and shorts.

Nyomi brown eyes narrowed. “You wanna tell me what the problem is?”

Paige always had that stubborn reputation, especially when shit didn’t go her way. “Yeah, well you’re a hour too late. I clearly had to handle shit myself, it’s not like you have any time for that anyway.” Nyomi kissed her teeth. “Excuse me? I make time for everybody I work for, you out of all people should know that. You’re not the only person I have to deal with tonight Paige, I’m only one person, I can’t be in both places.”

“I’m not gon’ lie, you got ten minutes to get my clothes before I decide I’m not going to this shit.”

“That’s unfortunately not an option.” Nyomi reminded her. “Oh? Now, I have your attention? I gotta threaten you with not going for you to bring your ass down here?” Paige challenged her, the only space between the two being the brown coffee table that was posted in the middle of the room.

“Paige, you know I’ll get your clothes. Press is expecting you within a hour, you have three major contacts tied to your appearance tonight and you wanna threaten me about not going? I’ll drag yo’ ass out on that carpet myself if I have to, no client of mines is missing Gala so I’m a need you to get your shit together, from a professional stand point.” Paige went to speak again but that same hand went up, waving her fingers like earlier to stop her. “What is the problem? I’m not gonna ask you again, I’ve been hearing about you all morning Paige. Makeup crew, hair crew, everybody is telling me how rude you’ve been.”

“I wanted my clothes.”

“You wanted attention.” Nyomi corrected, her finger jabbing at her. The look on Paige’s face had been all knowing, her heart knowing that she fucked up but still held her harsh expression.

Paige had been watching her now like she was finally taking her chance to take Nyomi in with her own eyes. It was a true fact, she hadn’t seen the beauty all fucking day. It would mess with her to the point where little accidents turned into a huge chaos over absolutely nothing, it never stopped her though, it didn’t stop the attitude from bubbling and releasing all day. Paige was blessed with finally having the excuse to just look at her, the girl going formal but still stuck with the theme in a black blazer-dress. The girl curls pulled back loosely, soft curls escaping the ponytail it was in, adding a warmth to her otherwise untouchable look.

The outfit itself made her look less like someone arriving to the event and more like someone taking control of it.

Nothing but pure beauty working underneath her. The line between their professional and personal relationship only thinning, just from the look the blonde was giving her, she could answer her own question for herself. “I have to do my job, Paige. Remember, that handy-dandy contract I signed? I have to fulfill that, I have to do my duties to help you, you do understand that?”

“I don’t give a fuckk bro, I don’t care about that shit Nyomi, stop talking to me about that contract cause I already told you how I felt about that. I already told you how we could handle that, you’re the one choosing otherwise.” The real reason spilled from her lips, her tone softening only a bit for that vulnerability to show.

Nyomi eyes squinted, offended by mid-sentence. “Don’t turn this shit on me. I told you whatever job I take, I get done, people will ask questions about that Paige. Then, what can we say? That could get me fired from my agency for even stepping that far with you, it’ll cause so much damage to both of our careers.” She had been stepping to her, they were basically whispering but yelling at each other all at once. “Once again, a problem only you care about. You know I don’t give a fuck about the media, I never have, whatever they say never mattered to me.” That softness had finally reached her tongue fully; Nyomi approaching her now with steady clacks of her heels, both hands coming up first to rub down her chest, stopping at the waistband of her shorts.

“It matters to me.” Nyomi whispered, her head and eyes following the blonde as she tried to step out of her space again but she squeezed the beater she wore in a fist to make her stay in place.

The height difference gone completely from the heels, her hands traveling behind her to wrap her arms around Paige to keep her body pressed against her own. The expensive perfume she wore was already leaving Paige tranced. “I can do so much with you, it’s so much work I wanna put into you. I see a vision for your future,” Nyomi was speaking softly, feeling the girls arms finally wrap around her as well. “I’m not letting somebody else have that shine of making you the star you’re born to be. You’re mine, okay?” The contract had been signed officially of Paige’s rookie year, Nyomi having the honor of being her personal agent going on two years—the two becoming more than friendly, sharing the secrets of offices or her private penthouse.

The last piece of that sentence played like a broken record in Paige’s mind.

Nyomi Cole had her own big name she was creating and wasn’t seeing fit for nobody else to hold that spot in this business but her. The soft spot she had for the blonde was there though, the look in her eyes as she looked up at her showing nothing but pure affection towards the blonde. Nyomi let her go, a hand coming up to bring the blondes face to lock on her own hues. “Okay?” Paige watched her, blue hues flickering with that love as her head went up and down.

It was a double knock on the door before the card sounded and the lock had unlatched—they broke apart easy, the space between them increasing again as Nyomi watched Ariel poke her head inside. “Coach callback, Jenny says she’s calling you in three.” Nyomi shot her two thumbs up, a smile fixed on her face just to turn to Paige to see her still holding that nasty scowl, as if she was unpleased. “If you’re good for me and let these folks help you, I’ll skip the after party with you.” Paige face practically glowed now as she looked at her; a part inside of Nyomi finally becoming lighter at the sight of her smile, she hadn’t seen it all day.

“I’m not playin with yo’ ass though Paige, if I hear something else about you, I’m a come back and beat that ass before carpet, please try me.” The sound of her phone ringing from the couch made her quickly walk over, picking up her phone and heading for the door. “I’m sending her back in here, you need another prep. Your clothes will be here soon, give me twenty, I’ll be back to check on you.”

“Yes ma’am.” Nyomi smirked at the girl, her eyes rolling because of the blondes fake ass attitude as she pulled open the door to walk out. Those pumps on her feet picking up that familiar noise again, bypassing people who’d been heading the same way. “Hey, Jenny baby—we have a problem.”

• • •

The line outside of the Gala was everything Nyomi predicted with time runs and quick changes, she ended up slipping through the side door. She still had tried to smuggle through but even with the corner she was bypassing the cameras were already taking pictures of her—the white repeated flash made her squint, a smile finding her glossy lips regardless of the fact. “Ms. Cole, how are you feeling tonight?” She heard making her turn her head. “Amazing.” Nyomi used her hand to blow a kiss towards his camera specifically just to earn a frenzy from the other cameras flashing in her direction, she finally moved her feet again to duck into a corner that she could stand in with still a great view.

“Carpet live in ninety seconds.” The voice snapped through the earpiece she had in her ear.

Nyomi brought her hand up, adjusting the position of it. “Copy. Hold arrivals at staggered entry, we have a gap in the first wave.” A pause with a short response after. “Confirmed, first wave in. I repeat, first wave in.”

The chatter amongst her was becoming heavy, photographers were past ready for the first group. The girl tapped twice on the headset, transferring her over to the security line. “Door green?” Nyomi watched two different guards that stood post head lift, a thumb coming up with conformation. “Good. Keep it that way, I want no surprises tonight, clear?” A solute from them followed after that, she nodded her head just to look down to go over the times on the clipboard she had in her grip now. The girls phone held tight underneath her arm as her eyes went over the rows of information, so deep into it, she didn’t even hear the approach.

“Well, well, look who it is. Nyomi Cole in the flesh, how are you?” Nyomi looked over, seeing the agent from Cold Blood that she couldn’t stand. The drastic age difference between the two a loud factor, making her the only frenemy she had in the business. Angela had been under Cold Blood for years, the grown ass woman pushing fourty and the only reputation she she still had over the years was making Cold Blood big time. Angela still just always played dirty, she was never her taste but nonetheless she smiled. “Great, you?” She asked, knowing damn well she didn’t have a damn to give her.

“Fantastic. Have you seen Jerry’s outfit tonight? I actually put that one together myself.” Angela said, referring to her own client who would be considered a beginner celebrity.

“I have actually, he looks nice.” Nyomi could finally see the few celebrities being let through the pathway, the cameras starting to flash again with the new chaos. “How’s Paige doing? I heard all the noise happening from her room earlier, everything’s everything?”

Nyomi knew of all tenants who had access to the back dressing rooms and Cold Blood wasn’t one of of them. “You do know that it’s against protocol to linger around dressing rooms if you’re not with your client. I suggest you keep that on a hush because you could be fined for a violation and with the baby mama scandal Jerry’s got going, I know you wouldn’t be able to afford that.” Nyomi smiled as she looked over at Angela briefly who was looking at her with a look of disgust, she even went to reply but her ringing phone had interrupted her.

Angela struggled to balance her own clipboard and pulling out her phone from her bag before she put it to her ear though—she was roughly gripping Nyomi’s arm making her lips frown and look down at the grip she had first before eyes flicked to her. “This isn’t over, little girl.” Angela practically spat as she released her with a gentle shove and walked off in the opposite direction with her phone glued to her ear now making Nyomi eyes roll, shrugging off the entire interaction as she looked forward again.

Nyomi had been in the talent business since she’d turned 19, graduated college with a 4-year program to get her degree in business. As soon as that degree touched her hand, she moved onto bigger things like working under the talent agency that had both Angel Reece, Skylar Diggings and of course, Paige Beuckers under the same name. Nyomi fought hard for those girls and all three kept her busy with the name they were creating for themselves, she loved her job and put her all into whatever she did.

She’d also just turned 23, it’s been an entire year around the sun from her college years, nobody could take away or intimidate her for the age she’d been in the business. It wasn’t about her age, it wasn’t about how she carried it and how she took care of her people. Not to mention, they were taken care of very well, she kept all three of her girls together even against anyone else’s better judgement. She didn’t have the job of outfits or their sense of style but she kept that afloat with whatever they wanted, she had the job of making sure they got to places on time and scheduled even during their off-season and gave them whatever they asked of her. A lot of responsibility but the girl wouldn’t have wanted it any other way, her name booming in the business.

Angel had came into view, the cameras going bizarre. Nyomi smiled and pulled her phone from underneath her arm, going to her camera to take her own pictures.

Skylar came a few beats after, her and Paige had been her only clients in suits as Angel went with the pink gown that worked just for her. Nyomi still had been flicking her own pictures, clipboard underneath her arm now with both index fingers on each side of her phone as she angled it with her arms lifting to get a better angle. With the schedule she had on her board, she knew Paige was coming up shortly after and when she seen her come through the entrance with her fixed suit, she couldn’t even stop the smile from reaching her eyes. Of course, she got the outfit incident fixed and sent over within fifteen minutes from Coach easy, they didn’t even have to pick it up.

Nyomi knew her taste, she knew the outfit from earlier was a simple no go biased off the strong color it had. Paige had her black colored suit on now, tailored to perfection, paint splatters like the suit itself was a canvas. The extensions were Nyomi’s personal touch, her favorite part, the look itself intent was to go with fashion is art theme. Nyomi watched the girl pose with the clutch in hand—silver rings on her fingers, her blonde hair blowing from the wind picking up.

She was recording now instead of a picture, her phone close as she recorded the blonde all the way from her entrance to her going to the middle of the carpet.

Paige couldn’t lie with how nerve-racking this shit was. It was so many cameras and so many directions she could look into, she faced one way for a minute before she turned to get to the cameras that were also behind her. The girls blue hues this time going over the crowd, meeting Nyomi who was holding her phone still but had her own eyes watching her in person. Paige lip had curled, a small smirk tried to grow on her face before she tucked it, turning the other way again for the cameras. Nyomi caught it though, a giggle coming from her lips as she stopped recording.

Nyomi had seen all she needed to making her step down as well, jogging over in her heels so she could walk into the event as well. It was ironic with seeing her three girls standing in a circle just chatting, she immediately walked to them. “Umm, how bout’ hell no? We’re mingling ladies, go—go!”

• • •

The night was over, thank God himself for getting her through the day. The only thing she had to worry about now had been publicity, getting back to the brands that contacted her during the event for her clients. The sound of her acrylics repeatedly tapping against the glass screen could be heard throughout her penthouse in Dallas, decorated with her own kind of expensive taste. Nyomi had high-end finishes, expansive ceiling heights, with floor to ceiling windows that flooded her space with natural lighting.

It had been lights sitting on the deck that she shared with this complex, going in circles around the area in Dallas. A mix of her true home and her true style; beautiful stainless steel appliances, completely furnished with browned coloring, a splash of white here and there on her walls that held hand-picked displays for her liking. The girl had too been high up leaving a beautiful view of Dallas below her, she was bypassing her window with her eyes still glued to her phone, heading to the kitchen for a much needed drink.

Nyomi had been freshly out the shower, her shea-butter and the coca cashmere EOS lotion had already been applied. The only choice of clothing being the Met Gala robe that she received as a gift by the end of the night, reading the words on the back of it, tied loosely around her small figure. The girl even took her bonnet off after her shower to let her hair relax from the heat, her curls were damped now as she freed them from the ponytail as well to let them bounce. Nyomi face cleared of the liner she had prior, the girl wore no makeup now, a face that only held grease for moisturizing.

Nyomi could finally step away from her phone listening to it clatter on the counter just to walk over to the cabinet, she had hands on the knob but a knock sounded at the front door first. It came in threes making her smile, her manicured feet patting against the solid ground as she walked towards the door, she opened it just for Paige to slide right in, the blonde continued on practically ignoring her presence as she knew the familiar route to her room.

It made her bite her bottom lip this time to restrain the smile from growing, her arm moved to allow her door to close and she locked the latch herself.

Paige had to go her place to take a shower making her outfit differ from the suit to a crisp white tee and Nike sweats. Nyomi moved at her own pace, her tongue going over her lips as she followed her to her room, the walk wasn’t lengthy and when she approached the threshold was when she finally spoke up. “How you want me?” That professional status could only be a ghost now, she knew what time it was just off the look in the blondes hues.

“Cmere.” A command she moved her feet to, meeting her in the middle of her bedroom. Paige used her hands to cuff her chin firstly making the girls head tip back more, another hand coming to the side of her face as she brought her lips to her own. Paige was holding her face with both hands as she practically tried to swallow her whole—Nyomi’s lips keeping up her pace, kissing her back with the same affection, her heart thudding against her chest as she felt Paige’s tongue come out to drag over the plumpness of her bottom lip. The anticipation enough to make her shake, her mouth parted for her own to come out and meet her tongue in the middle. It was brief before Paige put hands to her shoulders, pushing her to her knees.

Nyomi bowed, both knees underneath her, eyes looking up at Paige who was stripping herself of her white tee. The blonde wore nothing but a sports bra underneath it, sweats coming next and Nyomi could only wait patiently. “I missed you.” Her sweet voice coming out watching her discard her clothes piece by piece. “Yeah? You’ll show me how much?” She was nodding already, the Nike Pros discarding as well but she still waited, eyes peering up again as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth feeling herself become wetter just off tension.

“Please?” Nyomi was practically begging, her fingers coming to run throughout her curls just for a good grip as she brought her head forward. Nyomi wasted zero time to run her tongue up and down against her puffy clit, the taste making her eyes shut as she opened her mouth wider to suck her pearl into her mouth easy, sucking it repeatedly as both hands came to her thighs. Paige still had her hair down just no extensions, her blonde hair falling forward as her head tilted to watch her mouth move against her core. “F—fuckk, shitt” Paige was already stuttering, her grip tightening as Nyomi slurped everything that came out of her.

Her tongue started at her entrance in the beginning just to slowly drag it upwards on her mess, flickering back and forth at a rapid pace just to suck her clit in her mouth again.

As soon as her tongue started those swipes again, moving side to side against that muscle, she felt her legs tremble from standing. Nyomi moaned after the fact, if her face could go deeper then it would at her pushing her own head forward, not wanting to miss an inch of the way her core throbbed against her mouth. Paige breath catching in her throat from the euphoric feeling between her legs; hissing softly at her movements, she started to suck on it again and every time it made her knees weak, her girls nails pushing into her skin making her head tip up and backwards now. “You eat me s’good mama—fuckkk, I’m a cum all over you” Paige exhaled, a moan at the feeling of her pace increasing, the girl was really working for it underneath her, lips pursing to give her clit a slight tug then soothe it with another slow drag against her bud.

“You want that baby? You want my cum?” Nyomi eyes came open, her tongue teasing her as her head nodded yes but her tongue stood out to press and drag against her pussy repeatedly. The slick enough to reach the sides of her mouth—chin wet with slick from the position she ate her pussy in, a pure mess left on her mouth, her heart never stopped thudding from the adrenaline.

All consuming. Paige came with a dragged out moan, her chest heaving as she pulled Nyomi away all together by her hair. The girl was licking her lips just to be pulled up to her feet—Paige didn’t even kiss her lips, her tongue came out first to run across her chin to clean up the mess she left there but still she dragged her tongue all the way up until she reached her lips to swallow them again. Paige’s hand coming to her robe to pull at the knot, untying it completely to let it fall from her body to cloud at their feet.

Nyomi moved first, her hand holding onto Paige’s to bring her to her full sized bedding. Nyomi fell backwards and Paige followed her down as her lips found the square of her shoulder, leaving the open-mouthed kissing softly against her skin making the girl shudder. Her warm mouth wrapping around her nipple had made her legs spread, a soft breath falling from her lips just as Paige moved her hand to press against her clit, rubbing soft circles against her wetness already there. “Baby—,” she broke off, she couldn’t even get her sentence out from her firm circles.

“What? Whatchu want from me Ny?” Paige whispered as her head came up, softer kisses being laid on her cheek now differing from the speeding pace she rubbed her clit at. “Everything please baby make me cum, I want it all.” Paige had to raise, backing up so she could go to the wide nightstand sitting by the closet, it was the last drawer holding the 8inch strap-on, it was lavender which they picked and ordered together. The same one they’d always used and Nyomi loved it because of the length and girth the silicone had, it was truly a sight with seeing her step into it, her hand slipping down her stomach as she found her clit between her legs to rub messy circles against it.

Nyomi stomach had been flinching from her own pace even with Paige making her way back over with the harness snug on her hips, the blonde had been leaning down in her space, both hands holding her up as her blue hues suddenly ran down her body just to land on the hand that she had between her legs. Paige took her in, everything about Nyomi was so fucking beautiful. She was seeing this shit up close, in person, being able to watch the way her legs were trembling just off her fingers. Paige loved the sight so much she didn’t even stop her, “I like your nails baby.” Azzi sighed after hearing it. “Thank you daddy.” The girl could cum simply off the sight of her watching her, it was like she was in a trance with her two fingers that massaged her clit. She was so wet, she dragged her tongue over her lips that dried from her breathing, clit pulsing.

“Can you finger me, please?” Nyomi questioned damn near out of breath as she breathed it, a small groan coming from her lips as her head fell to her shoulder with a pout at watching the girl silently shake her head no. Nyomi had to apply more pressure, she bit her bottom lip as her eyes fluttered closed. “Don’t speed up either.” Paige voice broke the pace she had, a slow exhale coming from her lips as she slowed her fingers down she couldn’t even hold herself up anymore either as she fell to her back.

“Got the prettiest pussy baby.” Paige pushed herself up with her hands with her knees still braced in the bed, a hand gripping the length that sat between her own legs as she pushed herself up with her knees to have the correct angle. “Hold your other leg.” Paige was talking her into position making Nyomi lift her leg so that her hand could buckle behind her own knee, bending it at the knees as she held her leg out the way whilst Paige lined herself up with her entrance. Her wrist was becoming so weak but she knew better than to stop, her fingers stopping just to drag slowly against the wet mess her entrance made and bring it back up to her clit to press slow circles into it.

“Don’t drop it, hear me Ny?” She nodded her head instantly, her stomach hallowing at the feeling of the length sliding inside of her. She gasped at the stretch as Paige felt her full of it, just to drag it out at that same slow pace again—fucking back into her only halfway next time, the game she was playing was fueling her slick as her pussy became wetter from her sliding in and out, that sudden urge already crawling up her back. “God—yess, fuckk” Nyomi moaned out, her eyes squeezing shut as her strokes become constant again and steady enough, her hand stuttering on her pussy as her mind got drunk off the pleasure.

Paige had to lean forward, legs adjusting beneath her so she could press against her with little weight, a hand holding her up without fully pressing just as her hips started to dig into her at a new angle. Paige didn’t give her harsh thrust, she was feeding her pussy slowly inch by inch and when she settled, she only pulled her hips back at a steady pace. She made love to her body in this position, her hand could only slip then just for both legs to wrap around her waist and arms come securely around the blondes neck. “You’re so deep daddy” Paige eyes fluttered close at the sound of her voice in her ear, her hips snapping at the sound. “Where I’m at baby?” Paige questioned with a quickened pace of her hips as her body jerked after every thrust—fucking her now, feeling her breath hit the side of her cheek repeatedly as she fucked her into the mattress.

“Paaaige—my stomach, in my stomach baby” She moaned her name, her eyes feeling so heavy with lust again, she allowed them to close again. Paige hand slowly trailed up her body just to wrap around her neck, applying enough pressure just to make sure she felt her. “You dropped your leg.” Paige spoke against her lips just to kiss them, giving her long pecks as she kissed into her mouth.

“I’m sorry baby please just lemme cum for you, I’m so sorry” She whispered, moaning immediately afterward as she felt her hand squeeze her neck.

“Is that from a professional point Nyomi?” Paige pressed her forehead against her own while that same hand held her face to keep her eyes locked onto hers now as her hips fucked her into the mattress. It was like something had taken over them both, completely forgetting about any neighbors surrounding them as she took everything from her. “You were so mean to me baby” Paige breathed against he mouth as it could only drop open at this point from her pace never faltering, it was so much, it was a repeated plunge inside of her pussy, she never wanted it to end.

“Nooo Paige—I’m so sorry daddy pleaseee” Nyomi held it back so much, it had her stomach caving in with each breath she took as she still knew better than to move from her thrust. Paige moved her hand up to her hair that fluffed around her head, gripping it again just so she could pull her head back to make her neck on full display, her kisses were soft again as they trailed up her body. “Cum.” Nyomi eyes closed as she let the feeling wash over her heated body, her breaths uneven from her thrust non-stopping, she felt her clit still pulse with need even after Paige had pulled out of her completely and laid herself over to lay on her side with her elbow still holding her up.

“I want another one.” Paige declared as she grabbed the girls arms to pull her body on top of hers but still allowed Nyomi to lay on her side—the girls legs went first, wrapping a single leg around the girls hip as her arm lazily came around her neck, leaning in so their lips could touch. The kiss was rough as Nyomi met that fire she always had, she kissed her just for her tongue to come out and move against her bottom lip whilst her jaw dropped so she could suck Paige’s lip into her mouth. Her teeth grazing it rough enough to make the blonde pull back, Nyomi was smiling at her pulling away first but it had to fall from her entering her again from the position.

“You don’t even know how to make it hurt.” Paige was teasing her again, the girl eyes rolling and getting stuck in the back of her head from her hips below her fucking that same length into her again. Nyomi had her nails digging into her shoulder as she tried to keep her own weight up, her elbow digging into the bed as well as she practically held on for the ride as Paige pushed inside of her system. It was a toe-curling pleasure but the hand of the arm that stayed secure around her neck was gripping her blonde hair this time, pulling it back just like how she had her, her pink tongue coming out to slide up her neck. Paige was weak from it, a moan already spilling out from her teeth sinking into her skin.

“Who the slut now?” Nyomi questioned her with a steady voice, her own hips matching Paige’s thrust, she was lifting and fucking down into her as their bodies moved in a practiced tandem.

Paige allowed her head to tilt instead of going back to be able to watch how her face was twisting in pleasure as her hips started to drag out those thrust again, a hand of her own holding her waist continued to push her forward and follow her thrust. The strap pressing against her clit repeatedly making a groan come from her, she didn’t bother speeding up or changing the thrust, she felt all of her in this position as she allowed her head to finally go back and shut her eyes. “Mmmhm, lemme have it” Nyomi spoke to Paige this time, the hand around her neck letting her hair go so that she could roll her body on top of hers. Paige had both hands going to her hips as she felt Nyomi ride her, moving her hips fluidly enough that Paige could feel every time she pressed into her.

Nyomi had pressed her hands into her shoulder blades, hips fucking underneath her. “I love you—I love you so much” Nyomi panted, the two never said it to much, only when they were tangled together like this but this seemingly was when it always meant the most.

“I love you more—everything about you baby—,” Paige stuttered with her nails pressing into her skin as she felt Nyomi speed up her own hips, meeting together in a clapping noise that bounced off the walls. Paige was so obsessed with her, she was taking her soul now in this position and she couldn’t even hold it back any longer. “Fuckk—baby” Paige saw stars after that, the sentence breaking off from the feeling running throughout her body. Nyomi came from the look on the blondes face, she allowed her own band to snap making her hips weaken beneath her and pace slow eventually as she breathed out a long breath.

“Oh my God” She said, lifting her hips and rolling over so that she landed on her back. Their shoulders together as they laid there, staring at the ceiling ahead as they both caught their breaths. “Nobody told you to do all that.” Nyomi was practically waiting on it, the blonde hated when she took control like that but she always did it anyway making her laugh.

“Had to show you who really run shit, nothing personal.”

• • •

Nyomi could never sleep late even on her off days, she stayed up early in the morning. She decided with brushing her teeth before she stepped back into her room and picked her robe up from the floor that still rested at the end of the bed, she tugged it on, tucking her hands at her shoulders to pull her hair from out of the robe. Afterwards, she tied it around her waist again as she made her way to the front of her house, feeling overly good this morning off of her night. She let Paige sleep soundly though against her sheets, the blonde was tossing when she got up but she continued her way to the kitchen, she knew the smell would get her up eventually.

She started to pull pots out first, thankfully, she just went grocery shopping last week so Nyomi had all the needed qualities to make a small breakfast.

The girl already knew she would have a hectic day with answering any additional emails that she missed during the night, her day would probably just consist of responding to them and being in the presence of her favorite person, of course. Nyomi started lining up the ingredients next but leaving the eggs inside of the fridge to cook last, she was moving fluently and getting ready to lock in. “Nyomi!” Her head came up from the sound of her name coming from the room, she sat down the butter she had in her hand just to walk around the counter and push feet to the room, the yell sounded urgent making her face frown as she walked in.

Nyomi watched Paige as she had eyes locked on her phone, her back to her. “What?” Nyomi asked, confused with the silence just for her to walk up on her and make her turn around. “Isn’t this the lady from Cold Blood?” Paige broke off as she showed her phone, the voice coming from it automatically registering as Angela. The older woman seem to be drunk, it made the frown in Nyomi’s face deepen with watching the video.

“What is this? What am I looking at?”

“So, you’re telling me from your perspective. You think Nyomi Cole is sleeping with her clients?” Nyomi head snapped back to the video her hand moving to even snatch the phone from the blonde, eyes burning on the screen. “I’m not one to gossip, remember that. I didn’t say a thing—I just think if it was happening it’s not surprising, the girl is a child for Christ sake, she wouldn’t know any better.” Angela had a slur to her voice, TMZ sucking on the attention she was giving them.

“Are you saying her being young potentially messes with her professional abilities? Should the relationship of Nyomi and her clients be looked into?” Angela was eating that shit up, her out of all people should know TMZ would drain you of everything they needed. They always had a way of switching the question yet still asking the same question, the older woman knowing her intent.

Angela didn’t say anything though, she only shrugged into the camera, her eye winking just for her to turn away and stumble back into the bar. She could hear the paparazzi have the screaming frenzy of them yelling her name after her knowing she just doubled their salary off one video.