《Losers' Club// one shots and smut》She's Kinda Hot pt 2|BM+GB
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Whatever this dynamic between the two girls was, it was confusing. One moment they were making out in Greta's room and the next Bev was being bullied by the taller brunette.
It made her feel as if she was witnessing two sides of Greta that she didn't want to.
The ginger sighed as she was shoulder checked into the lockers that she was walking past. "Move fag." Greta sneered, her friends giggling along.
They then continued their walk down the hall and left Bev to pick up her bag and a few papers that had fallen out. "Let me help you." A voice said.
A girl, about 5'10 kneeled down and grabbed the papers that were a few inches too far for Bev to grad on her own. "Thank you. I'm Beverly." The blonde said, offering a beautiful smile to her.
"Cute name. I'm Nancy." Nancy gave a smirk back to Bev, and damn if that smirk wasn't hot.
"Thank you again for the help. I should have you around more often." Bev said, blushing at the words that she spoke. Nancy laughed and adjusted her glasses that framed her face. "I wouldn't be opposed to that idea."
After that the bell rang and the two looked at each other.
"That's me. I'll see you around Beverly." Nancy then gave a wink and walked down the hall where Greta had walked a few moments before.
Bev walked to her next class and quickly snagged the seat next to her best friend, Richie. He put his bag on the ground next to his seat and turned to look at the blushing ginger. "What got your panties wet today?"
"One, that is rude to assume I'm wet and two, a girl." Bev explained, turning to face Richie as well. "Well no shit it's a girl. Who was it? Ooo~ was it Greta?" Richie asked, eyebrows raising in a suggestive way. "No. It was a girl named Nancy. She was tall, had glasses, beautiful curly hair~" Bev explained.
"Stop," Richie covered his ears and closed his eyes. "you're getting wet just thinking about her and I'd rather not witness it." He said, cracking an eye to look at his friend. "You are so gay it's not even funny." Bev said, giggling shortly after. "Says the lesbian. At least I'm pan."
Bev rolled her eyes just as the teacher walked in and began the lesson. After class Bev began walking back down the hall when she was pulled into the girl's restroom. "What the hell?" Bev asked as she looked to see who grabbed her.
Greta stood with a scowl on her face and eyebrows knitted together. "What's up your ass?" Greta asked the confused girl.
"My ass? I'm the one who just got pulled into a bathroom." Bev defended. "Whatever."
"What do you even want? I have to get to chem class." Bev said, adjusting her backpack and crossing her arms.
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"I saw you talking to Nancy earlier and I don't wanna see that again." Greta said. Bev laughed and went to grab the door handle to leave before Greta grabbed her shoulder and pinned her against it. "I'm being serious Bev." Greta pushed.
"Don't call me that. You don't have the right to call me that and I don't have to listen to you. We're not together, Greta. We fucked once and I'm just here for you to experiment with, you said so yourself." Bev said. She pushed Greta out of the way wanting to just leave the conversation.
"Don't fucking test me Beverly." Greta growled out, waiting for the ginger to leave the room. "What are you gonna do Greta, huh? Not let me cum next time?" and with that she left.
Greta looked herself in the mirror and smirked. "She's gonna regret that shit~" and Greta made sure she would.
Bev went into her chemistry class a few minutes late because of the brunette, possibly still in the bathroom. A few students looked at her and whispered as she moved to her seat next to Richie.
"What took you so long? Were you blowing someone in the bathroom?" Richie asked, sliding her a paper with notes on it. "Thank you and I wasn't blowing anyone, but I was in the bathroom." Bev continued to tell Richie what happened and wrote the notes she had missed.
Richie nodded along to what she said and filled in the homework he had due next class period. As she finished her phone went off, making her pull it out and look at the text.
Bev read the message quickly and put it back in her pocket. "I'm actually gonna get killed." Bev said, packing her bag at the bell. Richie laughed and grabbed his pen before walking in front of their desk. "Good luck, love. Tell me how it goes." He then gave a loud kiss to his hand, blowing it to the ginger, and left the room.
'That boy is something else.'
Greta pulled her door opened and grabbed the red locks of her "pet". The ginger gasped at the sudden pain and followed her...partner?? friend with benefits?? whatever into her room. "You know Beverly," Greta started, throwing Bev onto her floor.
"You could've made this so much easier for yourself if you just would've listened." The brunette grabbed Bev's collar and promptly fastened it and pulled the ginger closer. "But you had to be a bitch, huh?"
Bev got on her knees and whined audibly to the other. She tried cupping Greta's face and bring her into a kiss, but pulled away when her hands were slapped.
"Not so fast puppy~ You don't get it so easily today." Greta moved to her bed and sat with her legs hanging off the edge.
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Bev crawled forward as the brunette tugged on her leash. "Please Mommy. I'm sorry." Bev said, trying to get Greta less mad.
"Oh, you are?" Greta fake pouted. "No you're not puppy." She then spread her legs to show her bare pussy to the other. "I want to see just how sorry you are. Crawl to mommy and eat me out."
Bev was shocked at first but gained her composer and crawled the rest of the way to have her face a few inches from Greta's heat.
She glanced up and met the other's dark eyes with her own light ones. She then leaned forward and left a teasing lick up her slit.
Her tongue ran over Greta's hole and clit till it stopped at the hood. She them went back to the bottom and pushed her tongue in.
"Fuck, puppy. You're doing so good." Greta praised, moving her free hand to run through Bev's short curls.
An appreciative humm came from the ginger at the words before she began thrusting her tongue in. The noises that were leaving Greta got louder at the action.
Her head leaned back so she was looking a the ceiling as her body shook slightly from pleasure. She felt it was enough time for this section of the punishment so she removed the other's face.
Bev whined at the action and moved so she was off her knees. "You did so good baby." Greta said before moving off the bed.
She told Bev to quickly strip from her clothes and be finished by the time she's back.
The ginger watched Greta leave the room before she began stripping. She was then just standing in the middle of the room with her clothes off, horny and embarrassed.
It had been about 5 minutes and Geeta still wasn't in the room. Bev began fidgeting with her fingers and letting thoughts run through her head.
She hasn't gotten any less horny in the time so she got and idea. If Greta isn't coming back anytime soon, why not finger herself?
So, she moved onto the bed, stomach up, and got ready. She moved her fingers down the middle of her body and slowed as she reached her desired area. She slowly spread herself opened before sliding a finger in herself.
She let out quiet gasps, trying not to get caught. She dipped her finger in and out at a slow pace to start off. The sweet feeling of pleasure going through her body.
Her thumb began rubbing her clit as the pace became faster. "Disappointed, but not surprised." A voice rang out, making Bev pull out her fingers and sit up.
Her wide eyes looked to the door where she met Greta's half lidded ones. "I was hoping you'd be good, yet here we are." Greta said, walking next to the bed.
She leaned over Bev and pushed her back into her previous position. She grabbed the ginger's wrists and pinned them above her head. "I want you to keep these here. No touching me or yourself, got it?"
Bev nodded her head quickly, just wanting Greta to touch her, fuck her, do something.
Greta moved up Bev's body and stopped when her pussy was right above the ginger's mouth.
"You know what to do, bitch." Greta said through her teeth. Bev went to move her hands, but was met with the force of Greta's weight. She let out a quick sigh before she began licking up her slit.
The curly haired teen moaned as she began grinding down on her lover's tongue. A small, exasperated, giggle came from Greta as her clit grinded against Beverly's nose.
"Oh fuck, puppy. Gonna cum so quick." she warned, riding the bottom's tongue faster. Bev moaned into the other in understanding as she felt her weight shift.
Greta leaned back and began rubbing over Bev's clit, feeling her juices run down her fingers. "So wet for me, puppy. I want you to cum on my fingers, like a good girl." Greta encouraged, applying more pressure against Bev's clit.
Her slender fingers ran down the ginger's slit and thrusted in and out of her hole. "Fuck- oh Beverly, such a good girl." Greta praised, moaning loudly as she came onto Bev's tongue and lips.
She lifted herself off, finally hearing the sweet moans of Bev she desired to hear. "Mommy- cum- please let me cum." Bev pleaded, shifting her hips to meet Greta's thrust.
The curly haired teen smiled and leaned over so she was looking in the ginger's blue eyes. "Cum for me Bev. You're being so good, now all you have to do is cum." Greta encouraged and smiled.
Bev felt a wave of satisfaction and pleasure wash over her as her name fell off Greta's lips. Just the intimate sound of Greta saying her name, not a degrading term, but her name.
So, she moaned and tightened around Greta as she came. She let out little gaps as she came down from her high. Greta pulled her fingers out and placed a sweet and slow kiss on Bev's lips.
Her hand cupped the ginger's cheek and pulled her further into the slow movement. They then pulled away and looked into each other's eyes.
"I won't talk to her again, I promise." Bev agreed, watching as a cute and satisfied smile came to Greta's face.
"Good." She breathed, kissing Bev gently again.
They were soon cuddled together in Greta's bed as they watched 'Grand Army'. Maybe Greta wasn't as bed as Bev had thought.
And maybe this was the beginning of the relationship both girls had always wanted.
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