#bottom!nancy

“Yeah, I’m just gonna go smoke, I’ll be right back.” You whispered into Nancy’s ear as she chatted with some friends from her classes. She nodded and smiled kindly, her eye’s trailing after you as you headed to the back of the house.

By then you’d forgotten whose house you were in all you knew was that it was overwhelmingly crowded and reeked of booze. you walked through the kitchen and out towards the back yard where a few people you recognized were gathered around a bonfire, Robin waved you over with a delighted grin and you chuckled as you pushed the backdoor open, just then you noticed a woman with ashen blonde hair cradling her knees and sniffling with her face buried behind her legs.

You paused on the way out of the admittedly impressive enclosed porch reasoning with yourself as you hesitated in your step before turning on your heel with a displeased sigh. You couldn’t very well just pretend not to see her huddled in the corner curled in on herself so you walked towards her, your steps light, you stopped a few feet away and crouched down in front of her, whoever she was.

Unsure of how to approach the situation and truthfully a bit anxious and begrudging to interrupt the woman’s tears you tapped her shoe softly with your index finger. She flinched, her head popping up to reveal watery emerald eyes, the low light and her slowly dilating pupils made them look even deeper, as if you could fall right in.

She was pale and wearing an aquamarine long sleeve pulled over her thumbs, the only darkness about her was the sadness in her eyes and her neatly kept dark eyebrows. “What?”

Your eyebrows shot up at the venom in her tone. Okay so maybe she was darker on the inside rather than the out. You gathered yourself and cleared your throat before speaking as she avoided your gaze her stare hard and when her eyes did lock with yours she looked terribly bothered and insipid. “You okay?”

She rolled her eyes at you. “Does it look like I’m okay? Actually, I’m amazing nothing says I’m having fun like crying alone at a party.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Sassy, I like that.” you smirked before gesturing with a finger to your chest and introducing yourself. “What’s your name?”

The woman untucked her arms from around her knees and brought them to rest across her chest as her heels slid, lowering her guard slightly. “Ayla.” She answered shortly.

Your knees grew tired of your crouched position so you lowered yourself so you were sitting on the cold wood in front of her. “Nice to meet you, Ayla.” You watched her brush her long ashen hair behind her ears a hint of color blazing her cheeks at the sound of her name on your tongue. “Why are you crying? And please don’t tell me it’s over a boy.”

Ayla avoided eye contact and you sighed knowing the answer by her avoidance. You dusted off your pants as you rose to your feet.

“If he’s making you cry he doesn’t deserve your tears.” You mutter and offer your hand to the girl. She takes it.

“Do you smoke?” you asked her as you began leading her to the backdoor but not before you shrugged off your zip-up hoodie and threw it over her shoulders. She nodded. “Good, let me introduce you to some friends of mine, they’ll make you forget all about whatever douchebag you were crying over. You smirked at the girl and it widened into a grin as you saw a small smile graced her lips as she wiped at her cheeks with the sleeve of your hoodie.

You held the door open for her and followed closely behind introducing her to Robin, Eddie, Wayne, and his girlfriend Delilah. You offered Ayla the last open seat which she gratefully took as you started chatting with your friends, being sure to include her in the conversation. Soon enough she was giggling at your jokes and antics, her head light as a cloud. Robin gazed at you with amusement as you went out of your way to entertain the new girl despite your natural introversion.

Robin grabs Ayla’s attention as she passes the joint to her while you roll a blunt on your rolling tray. “What’s your major?” She asks the blonde. you perk up, looking up at the girl from your seat on the dirt as you lick the edge of the tobacco leaf.

“International Relations, With a minor in Communications.” Ayla replied confidently and you smiled softly as you sealed the blunt.

“So she’s a politician, nice.” You replied appreciatively.

She smirked and shrugged as she hit the joint before passing it to you. You inhaled from it letting it hang between your lips as you took fire to seal the blunt you just rolled before passing it to Del (delilah) to light and add to the rotation.

“What about you?” Ayla asked Robin as she tugged your black hoodie tighter around her petite frame.

“Film.” Robin answered shortly as she kicked at a rock in the dirt.

You smirked before the blonde turned to you her eye’s indicating she wanted your answer as well.

“I’m a Criminal Justice major.” You answered your voice raspy from all the smoke as you stared at the bonfire enraptured.

“Lawyer?” Ayla asked.

“Criminologist.” You answered with ease.

Ayla turned to Eddie and he grinned sheepishly. “Dropout.” He stated with a shrug.

Wayne answered Criminal Justice as well, and Del answered Social Work.

The conversation flowed smoothly and soon you found yourself high out of your mind and complaining about the numbness in your asscheeks. Ayla rolled her eyes and stood up mumbling something about taking her chair and some other words you couldn’t hear. You took the offered seat and sighed in relief before the blonde plopped down into your lap and the conversation continued to flow.

…

About an hour later Nancy was sober and tired searching for you in the front yard after calling your phone to no avail. She headed to the back and her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of you with another woman perched in your lap. You were facing away from her but Robin caught her intense glare and her eyes widened. “Y/N, I think Nance is looking for you.” She slapped your thigh one too many times in warning, your head that was lolled back shot upwards as you lifted the blonde from your lap and rose to your feet.

“Nancy?” You asked Robin and she nodded.

Just then you felt a tug on your sleeve and you turned to lock eyes with a disgruntled Nancy.

She eyed you for a moment, scanning your features, before rolling her own eyes, easily able to tell you were high out of your mind, her glare shifted to the blonde.

“Who are you?” The brunette questioned quite rudely her eyes zoning in on the oversized, and admittedly expensive, black hoodie draped over the blonde’s shoulders, her lip nearly curling up in a sneer.

“Hey, hey. Be nice.” You mumbled your eyes half-lidded and red. “Nancy, this is Ayla, my new friend. Ayla this is Nancy my… uh.”

The two of you never managed to put a label on just what type of relationship you two shared so it was no one’s surprise when you hesitated.

“We’re leaving.” Nancy demanded.

You nodded softly as she tugged down on your collar bringing you down to her height as she rose on her tiptoes to reach your ear whispering, “We’ll talk about this in the car.” She let your collar go and held out her hand as you straightened up.

You stared at her blankly, your cheeks heating up as you reached into your front pocket and pulled out your car keys dropping them into her palm. Nancy’s eyes shifted back towards the blonde, looking her up and down. Nancy’s blue eyes lingered on your hoodie draped over the blonde’s shoulders. “You wouldn’t mind giving that back would you?”

Ayla gulped before shrugging the hoodie off. Nancy took it from the girl’s hands with a tight-lipped polite smile. “Thanks, It was nice to meet you.” She turned back to you and tossed the hoodie into your chest. “Grab your shit and let’s go.”

You barely caught your hoodie shrugging it back on as the brunette strutted away, hips swaying as she walked. Eddie snorted before the entire group broke out into a fit of laughter. You groaned as you shoved your rolling tray and weed in your book bag snatching your blunt from a bent at the waist Robin who was laughing hysterically. “Shut up dicks.” You pouted and threw your bookbag onto your back.

“Y/N’s in trouble.” Wayne snickered, you flipped him the bird as the group fell into another fit of laughter.

You turned towards the blonde who was smirking slightly.

“I’m sorry about that, It was really nice to meet you, I’ll see you around campus, yeah?”

She nodded, waving off your apology. “Don’t worry about it, if you were mine I’d want to keep you on a leash as well.” The blonde ruffled your hair as you pouted.

“I am not on a leash.” You argued, causing Delilah to snort.

Nancy, standing in the distance watching you hover, jingled the keys above her head. “Let’s go!” She demanded impatiently, jarring you into action as you stumbled over your feet and jogged off toward the brunette.

Leaving Eddie behind you with his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he panted like a dog mocking you and once again making the rest of the group burst into laughter.

You groaned in embarrassment, your cheeks hot as you caught up to the brunette as she walked to where you parked your car. You tugged the door open for her before rounding to the passenger seat to sit down. She reached across and propped the door open for you even in her state of irritation. When you were safely inside she locked the doors and stared blankly out the window making no move to start the car.

The silence was tense and you shifted in your seat with your lips pursed shut afraid to further aggravate the brunette. You heard her sniff the air before she growled and rolled down the windows. “You smell like her.” She mumbled. Your eyes widened as you lifted your shirt to your nose not smelling anything so you lifted your hoodie and sure enough there was a hint of vanilla lingering on the fabric.

“‘M sorry.” you muttered, though it sounded more like a question, your high brain not comprehending the gravity of the situation. Nancy scoffed at your apology, shoved the key in and started the car not even looking at you.

“For what?” She asked, already knowing the answer.

“I…” You hesitated.

“I thought so.” She chuckled dryly as she rested her elbow on the open window and leaned her head into the palm of her left hand.

You rolled your eyes and let out a huff of your own as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Are you gonna tell me why you’re mad or are you gonna keep being a passive aggressive brat.” You confronted after a few minutes of pure silence. All this tension was ruining your high.

.

Nancy shook her head, her eyebrows rising as her jaw clenched. “Shut up.” she commanded.

“No.” You retorted, your friends teasing driving you to press on. “Why are you even upset, hmm? Is it because of Ayla?”

Nancy inhaled slowly, an attempt to steady her racing heart. She was becoming aggravated. “You know why I’m upset, if not you must be dumber than I thought.”

You scoffed, and nodded your head slowly. “Pull over,” you demanded, voice rough.

Nancy rolled her eyes and kept driving.

“I said, pull over the fucking car.” You stated firmly.

“No. You’re stoned.”

“Nancy, I swear to god if you don’t pull over I will jump out while it’s still moving.”

Nancy turned to eye you incredulously, but upon seeing the dead look on your face she sighed and relented.

You climbed out of the car and slammed the door shut. You were on that long two way road surrounded by forest on all sides. You started walking, the chilled night air brushing against your cheeks as you walked at a fast pace.

“Y/N, just get back in the car!” Nancy cried out from the open window, nearly whining.

“Tell me what I did wrong.” You called back.

Nancy’s jaw clenched, the hot ball of fury in her stomach burst as she climbed out of your car and jogged after you, her hair blowing in the breeze.

“You don’t get to be upset.” Nancy claimed as she grabbed your wrist tightly. “She was sitting in your lap for fuck’s sake, She was all over you, I can still smell her perfume on you right now.”

Nancy crossed her arms as goosebumps rose on her skin, she tried her best to shield herself from the cold. You watched her carefully.

“And she was wearing your clothes. Who is she? How long have you known her, have you two been… Are you…” She trailed off and you shrugged your hoodie off attempting to wrap it around her shivering frame.

She, without thinking, pushed you away. Her hands shoved your chest making you stumble as she tossed the hoodie to the floor. “Are you fucking kidding me?” She questioned, her eyes wild and accusatory.

“I’m sorry for trying to help.” You grumbled snatching your hoodie up dusting it off before throwing the material over your shoulder.

“You aren’t helping! Tell me, have you and Anna–”

“Ayla.” You corrected and Nancy lost it.

The usually cool and collected brunette’s pupils dilated in fury. Her cheeks grew red and then her hand rose, a pale blur was all you caught in your peripheral before your head whipped to the right.

your left cheek was stinging, ear ringing, and your eyes watering as you cupped the side of your face her hand had just come across. The skin burning hot under your touch as she shook her hand out, her eyes wide as she trembled from the cold and adrenaline, astounded by her own actions.

She cradled her sore hand in her other squeezing it to apply pressure to the sting. You turned back to look at her, your eyes darkened, your cheek caught between your teeth, something you only did when you were… unsettled. Heart pounding and jaw clenched your own madness bubbling to the surface as the earth fell silent.

No words were exchanged, the silence stiff in the air. Nancy’s lips fell open, her plan? To utter a much deserved apology but you never gave her the chance and that look on your face made her cower… on the inside of course but cower nonetheless. A sudden jerk from you startled her enough to make her flinch.

You pounced, like a panther.

Your hands cupped her cheeks as you planted a harsh kiss on her lips forcing your tongue into her mouth as you pulled her into you. Nancy’s legs nearly gave out from under her but you kept her pressed tightly to your front walking her backwards until her back met the door of your car.

You finally pulled away from the kiss with a sigh as you kept her pinned to the side of the car. her chest heaved under the material of her short dress. “I just met her tonight. She was crying so I wanted to make her feel better.” You took the time to explain before attaching your lips to the brunette’s neck.

“Sh-fuck. she was sitting, your lap, why?” Nancy struggled to form a coherent sentence as you slipped a leg between her thighs.

“I was sitting on the ground and my ass started to hurt so she offered the seat, I didn’t know she was gonna sit in my lap and I wasn't thinking. ‘M sorry.” You apologized with a pout before running your teeth over her carotid reveling in the tachycardia you could feel against your wet lips.

Nancy let her head loll back as a breathy moan left her lips, her panties dampening as she grinded on your thigh,

“Hoodie?” She asked and you rolled your eyes, a low grumble rumbling your throat. Journalism majors and all their questions.

“I don’t know Nancy, the girl was cold and crying i was trying to comfort her, fuck. If I’d known you’d be this pissed I’d have left her alone.”

Nancy hummed as she rubbed herself just right on top of your thigh. You pulled away and reached around her tugging the door she was pressed against open and jarring her in the process.

Nancy pouted. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes dark under the street lamp as she glared at you before walking under your arm and climbing into the driver’s seat.

You sat in the passenger and breathed as you eyed her. Her pale thighs pressed tightly together as she shifted the car into drive and pulled back onto the road. “My apartment?” You asked and she nodded curtly.

“If you think I’m letting you out of my sight after seeing that girl hanging all over you, you are out of your mind.”

Nancy dragged you by the sleeve of your shirt into your apartment, whipping you over to the couch in one fluid motion before she straddled your thighs and cupped your cheeks with her cold fingers attaching her lips to yours as she grinded into your lap humming her delight.

Your hands found her exposed thighs rubbing the smooth skin gripping at the plump flesh as you met her passion with ferocity. You swallowed her moans eagerly as your fingers ran beneath the hem of her dress.

The brunette hummed then took hold of your wrists and dragged your wandering hands around to her ass. She’d never admit it aloud but she loved the feeling of your long fingers squeezing at the mounds of flesh.

She never had to admit it of course, cause you already knew.

Your hands tightened around the flesh, your nails digging deliciously into the pale globes and thin cotton just how she liked. Your grip forced her hips forward as her lips tore away from yours with a soft moan, her back arched. Your eyes fell to the string of saliva connecting her lips to your own before they zeroed in on her swollen pink lips, her breath fanning across your face, warm and fruity.

“So pretty.” The praise fell from your lips with ease.

Nancy’s eyes slid shut as she took in a deep inhale through her nose.

You slipped one of your hands lower on her ass until your fingers grazed her panty-clad core.

“You still smell like her.” Nancy whined as her pretty blue eyes connected with your’s.

You hummed in acknowledgment a slick smirk gracing your swollen lips. “Yeah? How about we change that then?” You mumbled.

Nancy met you with a smirk of her own, her eyes full of jealousy and something more carnal. The brunette stepped off of your lap and gestured with her eyes for you to get on the floor.

You slid from your seat until your ass met the oak flooring of your apartment. You leaned back against the foot of your sofa and rested your head on the cushions with a lazy smirk.

Nancy rolled her eyes as she slid her wet panties down her legs before stepping forward, her legs on either side of your body. When she was within reach your hands found the back of her thighs as she bunched up the skirt of her dress, her knees pressing into the couch cushion on either side of your head as you let your mouth fall open practically drooling at the sight of her slick cunt pretty and pink as she gripped the back of the couch with one hand. The other moved to lace her fingers through your hair tugging you into position and forcing a moan from your lips as you stuck your tongue out just in time for her wet cunt to meet your open mouth.

A desperate moan left the brunette's lips as she began riding your face, fuelled by her own possessiveness. She wasn’t polite about it, she was using you for her own pleasure and you were loving every second of it as her pussy rubbed against your tongue.

You stiffened the wet muscle and penetrated her with practiced ease causing her grip to tighten in your hair as her back arches. “Oh! Fuck!” She cried out as you curled your tongue to brush against the rough patch inside of her.

You placed your hands on her lower and mid back for support as she arched into your tongue. You licked and slurped up everything she had to offer until her thighs were trembling against your ears, her moans shaky and desperate as her muscles spasmed uncontrollably the closer you worked her toward the edge.

You opened your eyes to get a good look at her and what you saw made your eyes roll back as a groan rumbled from your chest up your throat.

She was perfection if you ever saw it, her slight frame flushed from her chest up, her lip caught temptingly between her teeth. Her head leaned against her forearm, her stomach clenched over and over whenever you brought your tongue out of her entrance and laved her clit. her chest heaved as she tossed her head back letting out a loud moan as she tugged on your hair again her eyes rolling back, your name rolling off her tongue.

“mine.” you heard her whisper as her fingers scratched soothingly at your scalp realizing how tightly she had been gripping the strands. You rolled your eyes and pressed your mouth into her harder just to hear her breath leave her lungs.

She didn’t disappoint. a gasp caught in her throat as she felt you suck her clit into your mouth and flick it with your tongue. “… god. you’re too good at this…” She whimpered breathlessly.

You hummed in acknowledgement of what she said, the buzz sent a shiver down her spine. “…oh, please!” She whimpered.

You smirked, realizing just how close to the edge she actually was. She got like this, needy and pleading the closer she got to cumming. It was your favorite part. a privilege to experience, even more of a privilege to make fun of afterwards.

The way her cheeks would flush red as she put her head down hiding behind her hair and tried to kick or slap at you to get you to stop.. Or better yet, when she’d bother you too much in one day while you’re out with her usual group of friends. Then when you went to make fun of her sounds, her whimpers, she’d flush like a firetruck, immediately shriek, and slap a hand over your mouth, or chest whatever was in reach really while scolding you and telling you to ‘cut it out.’

You were distracted. You knew she could tell, she’s always been perceptive in that way.

You gasped at the feeling of a harsh tug on your hair. pain emanating down your spine, pleasure boiling in your core.

“Focus, please.” Nancy demanded breathlessly.

Her eyes dark and desperate, her eyebrows pinched.

You nodded and did as she asked. You tilted your head back and slipped your tongue into her entrance again letting the brunette use her canting hips and your nose to stimulate her clit while you focused on massaging her walls and lapping straight from the fountain.

“Oh!” She cried, her face scrunching in the way that it only does when she was on the brink. You could do this all night long, you were in your own little piece of heaven, just surrounded by everything Nancy.

She tasted like peaches, everything about her sweet like syrup and bitter like liquor. Entirely intoxicating. You pulled out again and lapped at her folds shifting from flicking to sucking at her swollen pink clit, your fingers plunging into her in one smooth motion the mixture of her arousal and your saliva making her walls slick and forgiving despite the abrupt intrusion.

She cried out. her thighs trembled as her hand slapped against the couch cushion before her fingers tightened around the material gripping at it for dear life. her spine curled into a perfect arch that you wished you could see but you settled for trailing the fingers of your unoccupied hand down the indent of her spine.

Your fingers scissored inside of her stretching her and brushing against her walls demandingly. Her pussy stuttered against your face, and pulsed around your fingers. tightening, impossibly so.

you sucked and licked at her cunt so perfectly, your fingers stretching her just how she liked. “I’m c-close.” She breathed softly as her thighs trembled along with her words.

Her voice was soft like rain and hot like a sauna when it hit your ears.

you shifted your arm from behind her. her knees dug deeper into the sofa cushions as she rode your face like it was her job. your hand slipped beneath her dress to rub at her abdomen, crawl across her waist and up her ribs before settling on her breast. your long fingers slipped beneath the cup of her bra and caught her nipple between your middle and ring finger rolling it as you gripped at her breast.

Nancy’s hand shot up to cup your hand in her own over the material of her dress and bra keeping your hand firmly in place her fingers squeezing atop yours forcing your own pliable hand to do the same underneath hers. Her breath caught in her throat as she rolled her hips over your face harder and faster. “Oh- fuck.” her voice trembled and pitched.

You moaned at the telltale signs of her release coming to a head. her walls clamping around your fingers hot and dripping onto your cheeks and chin, her demanding hold on your hand that was gripping her breast, her panting breaths and arched spine, her soft breathy moans that you knew would turn feral and heated any second now.

You curled your fingers precisely inside of her as you pulled them out only to shove them back in. her walls clamped around you. Your forearm strained as did her voice. she let out an abrupt, loud, and whiny moan.

“Fuck! Right there!” She panted between moans of your name.

as your fingers kept hitting that same spot your tongue flicked and sucked at her clit. Nancy rocked her hips desperately as her moans grew in volume and succession, your name falling from her lips frantic and hot.

Your eyes widened as her’s slid shut her jaw dropping and her hand coming to grip the back of your head pressing you closer to her. Your eyes are dark. her scent is heady and intoxicating just like her taste. Your fingers are drenched and slipping in and out with no resistance. you were utterly enraptured. Held.

When her head tilted forward and her eyes fluttered open, crossed at first, before they focused on your own. Her baby blues hazy and wide as her lips opened in a demand. “More.”

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure before you pulled your fingers out of her slipping your third finger in by itself to get it wet. Her pussy welcomed it easily. You meddled inside of her before slipping the finger out as her grip tightened in your hair, her patience running thin as it usually did. you shoved three fingers inside of her slowly but firmly filling her. scissoring them to create enough space in her grasping molten heat.

She gasped her eyebrows scrunching up her cheeks flushed her lips swollen and red from her chewing on them.

“Like that?” You asked smugly.

Nancy nodded frantically before removing her hands from your hair and trailing them down your face before shoving two fingers into your ajar lips. Your eyes squeeze shut as you gag slightly at the intrusion, her slender fingers pressing down on your tongue.

You toss your head back and relax your throat as she begins fucking her fingers in and out of your mouth at the same time you are filling her pussy with three of yours. “mine.” she whispered possessively as her gaze held yours

You fuck into her harder your fingers curling and stretching almost wildly as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on her dainty fingers. Nancy groaned, her stomach clenching and unclenching.

You nipped at her fingers when her eyes fluttered shut drawing her gaze back to yours. “I-ungh…” She interrupts herself with a grunt as the sensations overwhelm her your cheeks hollowing around her fingers as she pins your tongue down. or so she thought until your tongue twitched before sliding between her fingers and around each one over and under, “fuck, you’re talented.” she panted as your fingers kept up their rough pace while your tongue laved at her digits.

You smirked curling your fingers inside of her sopping wet pussy harshly and repeatedly causing the brunette to quake and tremble her fingers hastily slipping out of your mouth as her pussy came to rest back over your lips her saliva slick fingers reached down to part her folds for you in a ‘v’ as she settled her clit back on your tongue shakily. You then watched her hesitate before taking the fingers into her own mouth. You groaned against her cunt your own hips arching up at the erotic display as you sucked her clit between your lips and pounded your fingers into her spot over and over until she was a moaning, grunting mess.

Repeated pleas fell from her lips alongside your name. mumbled around her own fingers before she slipped them from her mouth and gripped the head of the couch as her high crashed through her, she stiffened atop you, still and silent, her jaw slackened, her fingers turned white from the force of her grip on the cushion her other hand fell back to your head to hold you in place. She swayed as she finally cried out. her back arched, she pressed her pussy further into your mouth, and her thighs threatened to clamp around your head like a vice. Then came the shivers. her jaw clenched shut again as she all but growled out her ecstasy. she picked her movements back up her hips canting wantonly against your face painting you in her slick, filthy and divine.

The shivers wracked her body. like rain to the surface of the ocean she trembled with each flick of your tongue against her clit, gasping and whining when your suction never let up. The grip in your hair began to pull, attempting to separate you from what you deemed to be your own life force. you slipped your fingers from her hot cunt, covered in her cum wrinkled and wet to the touch, and wrapped your arms around her thighs like a vice pinning her to your face as you gathered your own limbs beneath you.

You planted your sneakers firmly into the hardwood before carefully flipping your positions so the brunette could rest against the couch. you pulled away for a mere second and smirked devilishly up at her before you let your eyes fall to her swollen pink cunt. her clit twitched under your scrutiny.

Relief crossed your lover's face as you pulled away to examine her. her slender fingers stroking through your hair affectionately. Her relief was short-lived as was her affection.

You let your tongue fall out of your mouth and lapped at the bundle of nerves as Nancy tried to squirm away, her voice whiny and high pitched as she spoke your name.

“…Baby, please. I can’t—”

You wouldn’t hear it. You took the fingers that had been inside of her and shoved them into her mouth pressing down on her tongue much like she did to you minutes ago. A glint in your eye that projected your bad intentions.

Her eyes squeezed shut as her throat tightened around the tips of your manicured digits as she spluttered and gagged. you settled your supporting fingers around her jaw as you lapped at her cunt with a flat tongue. You began to slowly thrust the fingers in and out of her swollen pink lips at a steady pace groaning as she finally caught up to your actions and began sucking on the fingers as you lapped at her cunt and thighs cleaning her up. when you finished you pulled away kneeling at her feet and rested your head against her thigh as you brought the digits out of her mouth and to your own smirking around them as you sucked her saliva and what was left of her arousal from your fingers like you just finished a feast.

“Oh god.”

You removed the fingers from your mouth and ran them down your neck before letting your hand fall limply to your own thigh. you rested against her until she came back down to earth and she… she watched, observantly as a lazy smile graced your face and your red eyes slid shut your cheeks smeared with her arousal, your chin dripping with it. “What do I smell like now?” You asked opening one eye as your peered up at the brunette before rising to your full stature only to bend at the waist and hover, no, loom over her letting your scent waft towards her as you adjusted her thighs till they were closed and fixed her dress. You straddled Nancy carefully, your long arms boxing her in on the plush sofa.

Nancy wrapped her arms around your neck to draw you in for a kiss but you stopped short tilting your head forty-five degrees your eyes dark and warm as you gazed at the brunette expectantly.

She rolled her eyes as her fingers played with the baby hairs at the back of your neck. She leaned forward and grazed her nose against the skin of your neck.

You couldn’t fight the shiver that ran through you at the feeling of her breath on your skin, her nose warm from her flush as it grazed against your sensitive skin.

Nancy sniffed softly only smelling herself the vanilla perfume of the stranger, a mere basis of your now pleasant musk. The brunette sighed, contentedly pecking the skin before leaning back to slouch against the couch with satisfaction written across her features. She smiled softly before a giggle bubbled up in her throat.

“You smell like sex.” She breathed her voice airy and raspy from all the noise making.

You smirked and cupped her jaw drawing her into an affectionate kiss tonguing her down before releasing her and stepping off the couch. “Shower?”

“Not just yet. C’mere.” Nancy pouted, making ‘grabby’ hands at you causing you to chuckle as you settled beside her and let her crawl into your lap burying her face in your neck.

You sighed content to rest here with her for a moment… but you should’ve known. You should’ve seen the possession still lingering in her gaze. but you didnt, so when her lips sealed around your throat and her teeth dug sharply into the skin, when she applied strong suction to the front of your neck just beside your windpipe you were caught off guard and consequently you grew lightheaded.

“Ah!” you cried out as she marked your skin harshly.

You felt her lips pull up in what you could only assume was pride as she muffled her pleasure at the sound she drew from your throat with another love bite just centimeters removed from the last.

You gripped her hips hard, letting her work through her possession and insecurities in her own way, not complaining once as she stripped you and marked your entire torso with constellations of her claim over you.