Sometimes Partners Hold Hands

Look At You

Scene 6

INT. Alex's Apartment

"I mean it's your fucking job! Do you think you could just do the job?!", Alex shouts.

"You know what...", Bradley begins as she starts walking towards her co-host.

"What?!", Alex asks. "What do I...", she tries again, but gets cut short as Bradley's hand suddenly grabs the back of her head and pulls her in.

"Brad-", is all the tall blonde is able to let out before the shorter blonde's lips come crashing down on hers.

Alex reacts on instinct from then on, opening her mouth to welcome her on-air partner's tongue, in the same manner she had invited Bradley into her home just half an hour ago; with understanding.

With wrestling tongues, seemingly having an argument of their own, understanding one another was just what the two on-air partners were doing.

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"I can do my fucking job", the shorter blonde states between violent kisses, only resulting in a murmur coming from the taller blonde's mouth. "Mhm".

Alex could tell Bradley needed this; the release this explosion was giving her.

And Bradley knew her co-host did too; Alex needed to be able to explode with her in a way that was more intense than any fight they've ever had.

"Fuck", the shorter blonde says as her back suddenly gets pushed up against the doors of the elevator as the taller blonde wants to regain some control.

"I want...", Bradley begins while tugging on her co-host's sweater, trying to make her way under the oversized piece of clothing to reach the warmth she knows the other woman shields under that cold exterior. "I want this off".

The sudden demand coming from Bradley, results in an uncertainty spreading through Alex's veins as she wants to make sure she's not overstepping any boundaries.

"Wh-what?", the shorter blonde asks, confused as to why the taller blonde would put an end to something that's just started.

That is so unlike her.

"We're really doing this?", Alex asks, taking one step back.

The tall blonde knows she wants to, but she has to make sure the shorter blonde is certain.

"Have you had a lot to drink?", she asks again, this time parting from her co-host, who's clearly disappointed by the hold up. "You're not drunk? Are you?".

"What? No, Alex... don't pretend you care about me like that".

"I do care".

Bradley is quick to let out a laugh as she finds that hard to believe. "I don't think you do, no. I think you only care about fucking me", she states.

Alex shakes her head. "I do care about fucking you...", she says while her hand trace the outline of her breasts in that tight shirt of hers. "I just don't want to fuck you over".

The tall blonde's comment results in rolling eyes coming from the other woman. "What do you think this is? An imbalance of power dynamics? Last time I checked I was your co-host, not your sidekick, buddy".

"Buddy?", Alex says, furrowing her brow by her co-host odd choice of nickname. "You really refer to the women you're about to fuck as buddy?".

"So- so you are gonna fuck me?", Bradley asks, shamelessly.

Alex responds not with words, but by showing her co-host a smile before suddenly sinking to the floor.

"How many women have you been with, Bradley?",
she then asks as she slowly kneels down in front of her.

"Just- just one", Bradley replies while biting down on her bottom lip as anticipation is starting to build up inside of her. "Except for- uhm a few experiences in college".

"In college, huh?", the tall blonde says while she starts unbuckling the shorter blonde's belt.

"Mhm", is all Bradley is able to let out as she looks down to see her co-host in between her legs, now unzipping her jeans.

"I guess I better show you who taught Laura everything she knows, then".

"What?".

"You heard me", Alex says, before she yanks her co-host forward and pulls down the first piece of clothing.

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"Look at you...", the tall blonde begins, as she notices the shorter blonde's choice in underwear; laced, black thongs, already soaking from the thought of what the other is about to do to her.

"You're so wet already", she proceeds to point out. "Is that for me... or was it Laura that warmed you up?".

Bradley, unable to focus on anything but her aching core, shakes her head. "It's all for you- it's all for you Alex", she reassures her.

"That's what I thought", Alex says, before moving her hands up Bradley's thighs, holding her hips in place as she presses her mouth against the bare skin.

The taller blonde spares no time, starting from her navel, she violently works her tongue down to the outline of the shorter blonde's thongs, leaving a wet trail.

"Fuck, Brad- I've wanted to see you like this for so long", she says. "With your legs spread, standing in front of me".

Before Bradley's even able to add a comment to what her co-host just so provocatively had said, she finds herself gasping for air as Alex finally places her mouth on her cunt.

"Oh my- oh my god", escapes the shorter blonde's mouth in the form of a whimper as the taller blonde pulls the fabric to the side and dips into her chore. "F- fuck, Al".

Noticing how Alex's hand is reaching for her breasts, Bradley rips her shirt open, revealing her matching black lace bra.

With her co-host's tongue aggressively rubbing against her clit, Bradley soon finds herself grinding her hips down on Alex's face.

"Yes- do that. Keep doing that", Alex murmurs with her face buried between her on air-partner's legs, before she makes use of her other hand and slips one finger inside of her.

Bradley responds by clenching onto the first thing in sight; the decorative shelf standing beside the elevator, in an attempt to regain some balance as her legs seems to have to fail her.

Soon enough, the sound of a ceramic vase shattering on the floor, after falling down from the shelf, steals both of the women's attention.

The tall blonde look over at the broken plant and then back up at the shorter blonde's face.

"I'm- I'm sorry", Bradley says, looking down on her co-host, who licks her lips. "I'll pay for that".

"That won't be necessary". Alex says as she gets back up on her feet. "In fact- you're welcome to break my other vases".

The half undressed blonde heaves for her breath as the taller blonde suddenly starts walking towards the hallway.

"Like the ones I keep in the bedroom".

"The bedroom?", Bradley repeats while Alex impatiently waits for her.