Take me to church | girlxgirl

My little piece of shit

"God gave you free will and you choose not to cuddle me? Eternal damnation for you!" Robin was lying on her back, head hanging upside down from Isabelle's bed. Weekends were supposed to be for relaxing, not suffering and yet she found herself bored out of her mind, waiting for her girl-- right, they're not putting labels-- her Isabelle to finish rewriting her notes.

There was still two months before finals but Isabelle insisted on rewriting her notes from yesterday so she wouldn't have a hard time compiling them for her reviewer. Coming from someone who barely takes notes, doesn't make a reviewer, and only studies the day before the test, Robin thought Isabelle's preparations were too intense.

Having had enough, Robin stood from the bed before stomping her way towards the desk and plopping down sideways on Isabelle's lap. Completely ignoring the other girl's protests, she placed her head on Isabelle's shoulder.

Isabelle groaned, maneuvering around the body that was obstructing her view of her notes. "You're such a handful."

"Now you know why you have two hands," Robin mumbled against Isabelle's shoulder before pulling away slightly to stare at the side profile of the student council president. Robin still has a hard time fully taking in the fact that this ridiculously gorgeous and smart girl wanted her.

"Stop staring. You sitting on my lap is already a huge distraction," Isabelle grumbled, not taking her eyes off of her notebook.

"But you're so pretty." The shorter girl placed her hands on both sides of the brunette's face, turning it so Isabelle was looking at her. "Kiss." She then puckered her lips.

The taller girl rolled her eyes but she couldn't keep the corners of her mouth from tugging up. Eventually giving up on acting grumpy, Isabelle placed a peck on Robin's lips before focusing back on her notes. She really did need to finish it.

Clearly disappointed at the lack of attention, Robin placed her head back on Isabelle's shoulder. "It's almost lunch. We should go." They planned on having lunch at Robin's house with her parents as her dad was going to cook kimchi-jjigae and kalbi. Robin insisted that no Korean restaurant in their area can come close to her dad's cooking and that she's doing Isabelle a favor by letting her have a taste.

"We have to wait for my father before we can go. Plus, we still have more than an hour."

"You know what we can do in an hour?"

"Rewrite notes."

"Fuck me. You can fuck me."

"Given my inexperience, shouldn't you be the one to..."

"But I'm horny. I wanna cum," Robin whined, swinging her feet slightly.

Isabelle slammed her pen on the table. "My God."

"Are you getting turned on?" Robin peaked at the other girl.

"No, I'm getting embarrassed for you since you don't seem to have an ounce of dignity in your body," The taller girl deadpanned.

"How do you know when you've never been inside me?"

The way Isabelle's head turned to face the shameless girl should've given her a whiplash. She'd never heard anyone be so straightforward and crass. Just where the hell did the girl come from?

"Oh stop looking at me like you're oh so innocent." Robin rolled her eyes at the obvious expression of disbelief present on the girl's face. "You're a devil in disguise, that's what. At least I'm upfront about it."

"Oh, am I?" Isabelle playfully raised an eyebrow without actually denying the statement.

Robin bit her lip, slapping Isabelle's shoulder. She had no business being that hot. "Stop that."