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flatmates (part 2) | smut

You didn't sleep that night. At all.

You stared at your ceiling, the sunlight beaming through your curtains. You could hear noises coming from the kitchen, which meant that Jenna was awake.

You thought of what happened, all night long. You couldn't help but wonder why she was thinking of you while... pleasuring herself. What were the exact images in her head, and how did it feel to do such an intimate thing while thinking of you.

You stood out of bed and stumbled across your room tiredly, opening the door. You froze in place as you saw your best friend again since the awkward event of last night, almost like reality was hitting you again.

Jenna flashed her head up, turning the water off as soon as she saw your figure. She dropped the sponge in the sink and quickly dried her hands, "Good morning- I was just..." she breathed uncertainly, glancing at the dishes she was just cleaning. She shook her head, "I- How did you sleep?" she asked nervously as she looked at you intently.

You could see the hope in her eyes as she stared at you, playing with her fingers. You made your way to the kitchen where she stood and leaned your back against the counter, "I didn't sleep." you mumbled honestly. You crossed your arms over your chest and quickly glanced at her, noticing she was still wearing her oversized shirt. Her favourite sleepwear.

She moved closer, standing a few feet in front of you, "I'm sorry, please y/n. I never would've thought you'd hear me, I'm really sorry! Please, just-" she rambled, practically begging you for forgiveness as you interrupted her.

"Why?" you simply asked, a frown appearing on your face as you looked up at her. You stared into her eyes intensely, waiting for the answers you so desperately needed.

Her eyes widened slightly and she looked away, at anything but your face really. Her cheeks turned red, "It's not that simple... can we just forget about it?" she asked in a shy but hopeful voice. Her eyes were still avoiding yours at all costs and you sighed.

"Jen, look at me... please." you said quietly, watching her silently freak out in front of you. You couldn't stand it, her being so nervous about it all.

She finally looked up, her brown eyes meeting yours. You couldn't help the overwhelming thoughts taking over as you reached for her hand and grabbed it, "Just- don't say anything." you whispered to her before quickly pulling her body closer to yours.

Her pelvis crashed into yours from the initial pull. You let out a shaky breath, closing your eyes at the contact. You slowly let go of her hand, moving your head closer until your forehead touched hers, the tip of your nose brushing against hers.

"y/n-"

"Shut up, please." you whispered, wanting her to stay silent as you tried to comprehend your feelings. You weakly gripped her shirt with both of your hands, her hot breath mixing with yours.

Until suddenly, your body acted faster than your brain.

You connected your lips to her soft ones, your legs almost giving up right here and there. She didn't even hesitate to kiss you back, just as gently, which took you by surprise at first.

But after a few seconds of feeling her lips on yours, that surprise feeling quickly went away and you realized that maybe you do understand where she was coming from last night.

Damn, kissing her was as sweet as you could possibly imagine.

You pulled away briefly, resting your forehead against hers for a moment. Taking in how incredible this just was, you brought her even closer to you by the grip you had on her shirt.