FREENBECKY ONE SHOTS

Movie night (g!p)

The girls were all at Nam's house for their monthly movie night. Almost everyone was already there, munching on the popcorn and drinking wine coolers. Becky just walked in, peeling off her coat and tossing it on the pile.

"Greetings everyone! How are my minions doing this fine evening? Is everyone ready to get this movie party started?"

"Shut the hell up!" Yuki shouted from the sofa that she and Nam were sharing.

"Grab your poison, take a seat and let's get this shit movie on!"

Becky grabbed a peach wine cooler from the table and looked around for an available seat that was remotely close to the television. Every loveseat and every space was already occupied. nop and Kade were on the floor, and the long couch looked like a tight fit as well.

"There are no more seats though." Becky pouted.

"Just sit on someone's lap." Nam said from beside Yuki.

"Yeah, Beck. Sit on Freen or something." Heng said, nodding towards Freen who looked at them with wide eyes.

"I-I don't think-"

"Perhaps it's best if I get a chair from the dining room." Becky said, looking at Freen apologetically.

"N-no, it's fine Beck." The blonde said, opening up her arms to accommodate the tiny dumpling. She walked towards Freen and sat down gingerly on her lap.

"Right, we're starting now," they announced, pointing the remote and pressing play.

Everyone relaxed and watched the television explode with a million lights as Pirates of the Caribbean began to play. Becky shifted against Freen's lap before leaning in to whisper in her ear.

"T-this is okay right? Friends do this all the time?"

"Not if they can help it..." Freen muttered, immediately tightening her hold on Becky who tried to move away. "But it's fine Becky. Desperate times call for desperate measures."

Becky smiled, her features illuminated by the 42" screen. "Thanks you, Freen."

"No problem."

It was an okay situation for Freen, seeing as Becky barely moved and was rather focused on the movie that was playing. Freen's arms were relaxed around Becky's hips, their hands on top of each other. Yep, there is nothing about this picture that could be a tent situation.

Except that Becky is really, really hot.

Especially in Freen's eyes.

Freen closed her eyes to even her breathing as she finished her third wine cooler, and Becky her second. Freen sighed and felt electric shocks of arousal spike against her dick that was being deliciously squeezed by Becky's butt. Becky shivered.

"Nam, would you pass me that blanket?" Freen pointed at the faux fur throw blanket that was draped across the other couch. Nam tossed it to them and Freen unfolded it, covering Becky's lap and hers.

"Thank you," Becky whispered.

"Mhmm," Freen hummed, her palms resting on top of Becky's thighs. Her vision was starting to blur and her dick was painfully aroused now. Not to mention that Becky smelled so good and felt so good against Freen.

Freen's fingers trailed away from Becky's lap and against the bare skin of her knees. The short skirt-now something to be thankful for instead of ridicule- was helping things move along. Freen adjusted in her seat, her dick digging in between Becky's butt.

Her fingers moved higher and higher until they were prodding Becky's inner-thigh. The brunette made no indication that she was aware of Freen's fingers breaching underneath her skirt, other than the blown irises and the blush tinting her cheeks.