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It started with compliments; "Wow, Y/N-you're really flexible," Sana purred. But, you knew that there was an ulterior motive beneath them, you weren't slow.
Why would she be surprised that you're flexible-aren't cheerleaders expected to be so?
But, it wasn't just that.
Along with the compliments came the dark glint in her eyes whenever they fell on your figure; feigning concentration as she snuck glances between your legs when you stretched into a needle. She was never shy about touching you, trailing her fingers up your thighs until they'd gripped your hips and pulled you flush against her chest-pausing for a moment before she lifts you up.
Sana loves to show and not tell.
She likesbending over so you can see the faint flash of her skin as her shorts pull over her curves. She enjoys tugging her sports bra down for you to admire how her breasts swell. But most importantly, she loves showing her high regard for you between your legs.
"Oh, fuck-just like that, baby," you whine. Sana giggles against your pussy, nails digging into the skin of your thighs as she licks with fervor. Your body splays across a locker room bench, legs supported by her shoulder blades while she kneels below you.
The eyes that peak at you roll back when you pull at her hair, cooing at how she whimpers. "You're such a good girl... you wanna make me cum so b-bad, don't you?" She hums, causing your head to throw back when the vibrations heighten your pleasure.
Her lips are smothered in your arousal while her jaw drips of her spit, shaking her head while her sharp nose presses into your clit.
And that's when your vision turns black for a brief moment, your thighs squeezing Sana's head until she's lightheaded. Her tongue laps up your cum, making you shiver.
You push her head back before squishing her cheeks in your hold, and she drops her jaw. Her tongue lolls out as she waits patiently for you, groaning when you spit harshly into her mouth. Your tongue meets hers in a feverish dream, exploring every inch and nibbling on her lip.
You part with a smack, gesturing for her to get up.
Sana anticipates for what comes next, her gaze sparkling when you slowly rid yourself of your bra. She rushes to do the same, but you click your tongue and stop her. "What's wrong?" She asks with a pout.
You smirk, caressing the supple skin of her waist before pushing her top above her chest, her soft tits finally exposed. Her breath sharpens when your thumbs roll over her nipples, teeth ripping at her bottom lip. "Keep it on." She nods eagerly, and you chuckle at her excitement.
She proceeds to shimmy out of her shorts but keeps her g-string on, teasing you with a wiggle of her ass. You're too turned on to care about sanitation, lying back on the floor and spreading your legs wide for her.
Sana doesn't wait any longer to tug her panties to the side, and you both sigh when her pussy meets yours. She grabs a hold of your ankles, pushing your legs far back while her feet plant firmly on the floor. Sweet moans echo in every corner of the room as she grinds on top of you.
You can feel the soft, velvety texture of her cunt fully against yours, your head falling back as you bask in the sensation. Your hands grab the flesh of her ass, painting it pink with your slaps. "Go faster," you choke. She listens, leaning forward to push her hips into you even more.
You continue to landing sharp stings to her cheeks, watching how her breasts bounce with every movement. "You're so naughty," she groans. "Letting me-oh, fuck-fuck you like this... w-what would coach d-do if she found us?"
Your head shakes carelessly as you hum. "Probably s-suspend us, but"-you swallow-"I don't care, you feel so fucking good..."
She whines, rocking even faster on top of you. The lewd sounds of your juices melding together mix with your moans, pushing you even closer to climax.
"I'm cumming-" Sana warns with a tight shut of her eyes.
Your hands shake her ass in their possession and you gasp. "Fuck, yes-cum all over my pussy, baby."
And she does.
She quivers on top of you, trying as hard as she can to push through until you've cum. Your eyes roll to the back of your head when you reach your second orgasm, legs trembling in her grip while your hands fall to your sides.
The both of you admire how your juices string when she parts from you, her tantalizing gaze turning warm when she giggles at the mess you've made.
After your legs are released-dropping back to the floor-she crawls over you and shares a head spinning kiss with you.
"I like you, Y/N," she mutters between a kiss.
"I know."
"So, go out with me."
"I will, as long as you fuck me like this..." you mumble with a laugh.
