I wasn't sure what to expect when I entered Cat's apartment. I figure Tori had ducked out of there and Cat had cried herself to sleep or some shit that would make me feel even worst than I already did. The apartment was silent, the mess of beer bottles still littered the coffee table in the living room. It wasn't until I headed toward Cat's bedroom that I heard the shower running in the bathroom across the hall. It remained to be seen whether or not that was a good thing but I decided against going in. I figured it was best to let Cat shower in peace. Plus, if she was in some kind of emotional meltdown or something, I wasn't in the frame of mind to handle it right now. So I steered myself into the bedroom to crash on the bed in the silence before Cat's exit.
I was not expecting Tori to be propped up comfortably against the pillows in the middle of Cat's bed like some oversized stuffed animal.
"You're still here,” I said with genuine surprise.
“Yeah. Seems like you are too,” she replied, unfazed.
On my way back up to Cat's apartment, I had tried to go through possible things I could say in the uncomfortable case that Tori might actually still be here. Unfortunately, I hadn't able to think of much and right now, I couldn't remember any of my half-assed ideas. Instead, Beck's words began chanting in my head like some kind of mocking buzz that I imagined would only go away if I took his advice or stabbed my eardrum with a Q-Tip. Since I enjoyed listening to music too much to risk the stabbing, I sighed in defeat.
“Vega...” I started, my heartbeat beginning to pick up speed.
She looked up at me in silence, concerned etched in her features. I wanted to crumble but I made sure to give her a frown.
“I like you,” I said as quickly as possible.
Frowning, she shook her head. “What?”
Inhaling and exhaling slowly, I tried again. “I... like you.”
“Like me as in 'like me'? Or like me in the way you like a really good friend?” Tori seemed genuinely confused, though something in her eyes made me think she was faking her naivety.
Crossing my arms, I looked away. “I like you... the way I like Cat.”
“You call belittling someone 'like'?”
Now I was just annoyed. Whipping my head around to begin cursing and shouting, I was wholly surprised by Tori herself. I hadn't realized she'd been slowly moving her way toward me. When I turned my face away, she took the opportunity to kneel on the bed in front of me so that when I turned back to her, I was literally looking her in the eyes. Tori was silently staring back at me, a little smile playing on her lips. Unlike Cat, forever odd and enigmatic in her own right, her eyes more often than not unreadable, Tori was different. She wore her heart on her sleeve for the world to see, allowing the vultures to peck at it from time to time, and as I looked into her eyes, I could see everything she wasn't saying and I got it.
She understood what I meant and was willing to open herself up to me, without fear.
So I kissed her. I kissed her like I would drown without the breath in her lungs. The sentiment seemed to go both ways as the kiss intensified, engulfing us in heat and fire.
After a time, I allowed myself to sink down into the bed and pulled Tori with me, our mouths locked tightly together the whole while. I was tired of words and worrying, of fear and uncertainty. I finally understood that all I had always wanted was sitting contently in the palm of my hand, all I had to do was enjoy it.
Enjoy it I planned to do.
Tori slipped out easily from her tee shirt, actually blushing lightly when I ran my hands up her sides. She giggled and twisted slightly when I brushed my fingers lightly across her ribs as I slid my hands around to her back. Her bra fell away to reveal delicious brown nipples that my mouth instantly devoured. When she moaned, the sound gave me goosebumps and made me attack her mouth with mine again, hungry for her in ways that were primal and needy.
I probably should have taken it slower, enjoyed the planes of her body or something but I just wanted her. While I wasn't as rough as I had wanted to be with Cat earlier, I still made it clear that foreplay at this moment would be laughed at. Not that Tori seemed to notice or complain. Instead, she was unbuttoning her jeans even before I had thought of it, which just made me smirk in satisfaction. Her jeans removed, panties lost somewhere on the opposite side of the room, I slipped between beautiful tan colored thighs and dove for Tori's sex like some overeager virgin trying to prove I knew what I was doing. Of course, the big difference here was that I didn't have to prove how good I was because my work talked for itself.
Singing wasn't the only good thing my mouth was for.
Tori was a panting and moaning mess in moments as I lashed at her clit with my tongue. She grabbed at my hair and yanked without meaning to, but it was insanely hot. I watched her try to compose herself a bit here and there but in the end all she did was moan louder and pant incoherent words. It seemed like overkill at this point but I slid two fingers into her and chuckled when her body arched and she keened. Her body shuddered as she rocked her hips and arched her back upward, giving me the greatest point of view of her breasts. Then, as quickly as it had began, it was over as Tori clenched around my fingers and moaned loudly before a gush of fluid slicked my fingers and hand.
Fuck yes.
I licked my fingers lazily and sat back against the pillows horny as hell but content as all fuck as I watched Tori try to collect herself. It took a moment before she smiled and sat up in front of me looking disheveled but still beautiful. I had expected her to be a little more conservative about her nakedness but Tori didn't even seem to notice it. She did, however, blush lightly when she noticed what I was doing with my hand and tongue.
“So, um... Wow,” she said.
“Yeah,” I agreed with a smug smirk.
I have no idea how I was currently able to contain my deep desire to tackle Tori backward onto the bed and fuck her brains out.
“I guess you really do like me,” Tori teased.
I arched an eyebrow at her. “Was it that obvious?”
In a rare moment, we began laughing. It was even rarer because we weren't laughing at someone else, just each other. We were actually sharing a meaningful moment. It was a bit trippy to be honest. I guess the small buzz from the alcohol earlier hadn't totally faded for me. Or, you know, I was just really happy about what had just happened. Hard to really tell.
“Oh yay! Everyone made up!” Cat squealed from the doorway.
The redhead stood just inside of the room with a towel wrapped around her middle and her ruby locks dripping wet around her smiling face. I rolled my eyes and gave her a smile, motioning her over to me with a nod of the head. Only too happy to do so, Cat bounced over to me, tackling me and giggling. As much as I hated too much touching of my person, thanks to my briefly pleased mood and the fact that a happy Cat made me happy, I allowed her to draw me into a kiss instead of getting mad that she was wetting my clothes with her wet skin and hair.
“Does this mean we can do it now?” she asked when she pulled away.
I swear that if she were a dog, Cat's tail would've been wagging rapidly at that moment. The way she arched her back at me and allowed the towel to just barely stay on made me very much think of a bitch in heat. Maybe she needed to change her name.
“I don't know. Vega might be a bit tired.”
“Tired? Me?” Tori laughed before leaning in to kiss first Cat and then me. “I'm up for anything right about now. How about you, Jade?”
Both of them hit me with wide, hungry brown eyes that made me wetter than I already was. Challenge accepted.
I gave them a sharp nod and rolled Cat off of me and onto the bed. For a few seconds, I waited to feel some kind of hesitance about what was about to clearly transpire but nothing came. There was no more angst-riddled feelings and uncertainty that was completely against my outside character. In its place was glee and smug cockiness, as it should be.
Cat's towel had fallen open somewhere during me rolling her over. She laid partially covered with her towel hiding her right breast and the apex of her thighs like some kind of Playboy centerfold. One smooth leg was bent upward as the redhead bit her lip and flicked a mischievous finger against an exposed pink nipple. I exchanged a look with Tori, urging her with my eyes to have the first go because this was about Cat now; about what she had been so patiently waiting weeks for while I got my head straight about Tori. Somehow getting the gist of my gaze, Tori bent and kissed Cat's lips. She seemed hesitant to touch too much despite her own nudity and earlier make-out fest with Cat but a tan hand finally came to rest on Cat's exposed breast. It was then that it occurred to me that if what Tori had said about only ever being intimate with Andre in bed was true, then this was her first time with a girl and was likely the cause of her hesitance.
Leaning into Tori, kissing her and being sure to make it a show for Cat whom I could hear groan softly in approval, I kissed her throat and slid my hand down her arm. Brushing my fingers across the back of her hand that was massaging Cat's breast gently, I pushed the towel out of the way and claimed the other one, pinching Cat's nipple. In response to the gasp the redhead released, Tori repeated my action, earning another gasp from Cat, and smiled like a child that had just learned how to use the remote control.
“Pretend like you're touching yourself, Vega,” I whispered in her ear. “Do what you like to do to yourself or what you've always fantasized about having done to you.”
Nodding in understanding, though a flash of surprise that I was helping her crossed Tori's face, she did as I suggested. Leaning down, she licked Cat's throat and traced a path from clavicle to jaw and up to the shell of her ear. I couldn't see well now because Tori's hair was in the way but I think she bit Cat's earlobe because the redhead let out this low whine of pleasure that I've elicited from her many times over the years. Cat's spot was definitely her ears and I had used it many, many times to drive her insane and to punish her when need be. I was tempted now to sit back and watch how Tori might follow this up but Cat glanced at me with this look that was wanton and lewd. Hard to resist a look like that.
I replaced my fingers on her nipple with my mouth and dragged my tongue roughly against the little marble. Lightly, I nibbled the very top of the nipple and smirked when Cat dug her nails into my scalp, moaning lavishly. Tori captured Cat's mouth with her own and lightly brushed her fingers between Cat's mound. I wanted so much to slide down between those familiar thighs and bury my face in Cat's heat but I kept myself at bay. Instead, I leaned back and started removing my clothes that I somehow, and ludicrously, had managed to keep on all this time. When I pulled off my shirt, I found Tori watching my movements as her fingers played lazily between Cat's thighs. During high school, we had changed clothes here and there during gym class and plays but bras rarely came off during those times. I leaned back and slowly undid the clasp of my bra and pressed my arm against my boobs as I slid off the straps of the bra.
I could be wrong, but it sort of looked like Tori came again.
I licked my lips at the thought of tasting her again. Pleased with the reaction, I tossed my bra to the side like I hadn't done anything of interest and slid out of my jeans and panties. When I looked up, Tori's fingers were now rubbing at Cat's clit and I definitely couldn't help but think that Tori was trying to get some of her newfound sexual frustration out on the poor girl pinned partially beneath her. Not that Cat was complaining if that was the case. The redhead was rocking her hips against Tori's hand, very likely wet as hell herself, and definitely desperate to get off. Tori seemed to gather herself after a few moments and slid a finger into Cat, making her cry out and bite her lip as she looked at Tori like she had just found the Holy Grail itself.
I laid down beside Cat and bit at her shoulder as Tori slipped another finger into the redhead and worked them in and out. Looking down, I watched Tori work, her breasts swaying with the motion of her body as she worked Cat into a gasping mess. Because of my position, Cat's hand found its way between my legs and rubbed my clit in rough circles. I hadn't been expecting it and moaned loudly, drawing a look from Tori who blushed again. Fuck, I know I've said this before, but she was so cute when she blushed. Cat, on the other hand, was looking at Tori, hips in the air as she came close to orgasmic bliss. Her hand was still rubbing my clit, but somewhat distractedly now that she was so close. To help meet her halfway, I reached down and clasped her hand from beneath and pressed her fingers against my clit in just the way I liked. I moved my hips down hard against her hand and groaned as the fire that had already become a bonfire in my loins violently flared. It didn't take much more than a few well placed grinds for me to throw my head back and come with a heavy gasp. Cat wasn't too far behind.
Collapsing back to the bed, I held Cat's hand prisoner for another moment before rolling reluctantly to the side and letting her pull it up to her mouth. I watched her for a few seconds before turning my head just enough to see Tori. She was still where she had been kneeling, but now she seemed a bit unsure what to do as she looked at her sticky hand and up at Cat and I. Rolling my eyes, I got up and pulled her hand to my mouth. My tongue slid up and down the length of each digit, even the ones that hadn't been in Cat. Tori's eyes grew heavy and she began chewing her lip as I sucked on one of her fingers as lewdly as I could manage.
So yeah, I never thought I would be sucking on Tori's fingers, much less feel this aroused and pleased while doing it. I would worry something was wrong with me, but for once, things just felt... Right.
When I was done toying with her, I pulled her into a kiss so she could taste Cat. Surprised, Tori obviously never had tried herself or just surprised by the shift of attention from fingers to mouth, the latina licked my tongue before pulling back and chuckling.
“I never thought I would one day be licking Cat's come out of your mouth,” she said, giggling more.
“There's a first time for everything,” I replied, a small smile playing on my lips.
“And speaking of firsts, I'd like to try a little Tori before I fall asleep,” Cat piped in, smiling at the shocked look on Tori's face.
Before Tori could speak, Cat was tackling her to the bed and kissing her hard. I leaned back and enjoyed the show, contemplating the night as Cat's hands began exploring tan flesh. When I woke up this morning, I definitely hadn't expected to find myself in this situation by the end of the night. I had made peace with my interest in Tori, though there would be still a time before I grasped onto it without it feeling as surreal as it currently felt. The most surreal part was how happy I felt. It was a happy I hadn't felt since before puberty. It was a happy only Cat could tap into, though I always denied it.
It was nice to feel this way.
Oh, it won't last. I'm too surly by nature to allow it to last for too long, but for tonight, as I watched Cat's clever pink tongue slide downward from Tori's navel, I would allow myself to enjoy it.
There was definitely a first time for everything.
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