#leiren

“Fuck!” Lauren moaned as she threw her glass at the wall. Somebody knocked at the door.

“Get the fuck away from me, I’m not in the mood!” she screamed, grabbing a book from her dresser. The door opened, and the young latina hurled the book at the intruder, gasping as she saw that it was her girlfriend. Lauren covered her mouth in shock as the novel hit the british girl in the chest.

“Fuck! Are you okay? I’m so sorry babe, I didn’t mean to hit you!” the girl cried, getting off the couch and attempting to run over to the older girl.

“Don’t you dare,” Leigh Anne shouted, pushing Lauren back onto the couch. “Doctor said you can’t walk on your ankle!” “I’m so sorry Leigh!” “About what?” “Throwing the book at you!” “Oh! It’s fine, barely hurt!” “I’m so miserable,” the younger girl groaned.

Leigh smiled, gently moving to straddle the latina, sitting on her hips so as not to bother the girl’s ankle. Leaning in, the older girl pressed a long, soft kiss to her girlfriend’s mouth, lips mingling for a moment, before the Leigh pulled away and rolled off the girl.

“I’ll help you have fun babe,” the older girl teased, walking to the fridge, where she pulled out the whipped cream.

Lauren gasped as the older girl sprayed her in the face, before groaning as she remembered that she wasn’t able to move. Leigh lunged at her, licking the sweetness off of her lover’s face eagerly.

“I fucking hate you Leigh,” The younger girl groaned.

“Let’s play clue!” Leigh suggested, grinning.

“Noooo,” mumbled Lauren.

“Monopoly?” “No!”

“Well what about scrabble?”

“NO! Just leave me alone Leigh!” The girl groaned.

“Awww don’t be a pouty pants,” Leigh smirked, grabbing Lauren’s face between her hands and pressing a chaste kiss to the other girl’s lips. “Well, what do you want to do then Laur? I’m here to make you happy and entertain you so that you don’t think about your foot!” “You always make me happy,” Lauren smiled. “But I’m fine with just watching a movie and kissing you and cuddling,” the restricted girl mumbled.

“Alright, what movie shall we watch?” “Can we watch Divergent?” Lauren asked.

“Sure babe, lemme just get Netflix up.” Lauren smiled as her girlfriend came back to her and opened up her arms widely. “You know that I love you, right Leigh?” she muttered as the darker skinned girl settled into her arms.

“Of course, and I love you, you know that?” “Duh,” Lauren smiled.

Divergent started playing, and Leigh and Lauren laughed at how muscular Four was. Neither cared that they were missing the movie when they pressed chaste kisses to each other’s lips. At that point, neither girl was even watching the movie anymore, sounds just ringing in the background as Lauren slipped her tongue into her lover’s mouth, the only sound in their world a moan here and there.