One Shots/Mini Fics | Camren

Here Goes Nothing

AU G!P-Lauren (this is some more smut writings)

Camila decided to take the risk. It was pretty obvious that Lauren wasn't catching on to her subliminal messages. She would stop if the girl was uncomfortable, that much was certain, but if that did end up happening it would be extremely embarrassing and she'd probably use a cloaking spell to forever hide herself from the green eyed goddess.

Here goes nothing.

Camila stood up from her chair, Lauren immediately raised her head. The younger girl walked right over without saying a word and sat down next to her. Lauren was going to ask her if anything was the matter, but before she even finished turning to look at the girl, she felt her lips right on her own.

It was such a soft kiss that any and all words completely vanished from her head. Camila's hand slid down from the back of her neck to cup her cheek, she gave Lauren another soft peck. At this point, the older girl hadn't kissed back, neither had she pushed her away. Camila didn't know what it meant and quite frankly she was nervous to open her eyes. She slid her hand down to Lauren's chest and held it there.

Here goes nothing...again.

When she opened her eyes she came face to face with bright green eyes. Lauren's hands were idle right by her sides, which Camila didn't take as a good sign. She tentatively leaned forward and kissed Lauren's cheek, then her jaw, gliding her hand back up to cup her chin and finally placing another kiss on her neck.

"Wh-what're you do-doing?" Lauren tried to get out, but surprisingly she was puckering her lips to kiss Camila back.

"I think you know what I'm doing." Camila lowered her head and trailed kisses across the girl's pale neck. "You can tell me to stop Laur."

"W-what if Lucy co-comes in?" Lauren slightly jumped as Camila gave her a small nibble. "We shouldn't be doing this. We aren't even friends." She tried to argue horribly, but Lauren's hand came up and tilted Camila's chin up so they could connect lips again.

"Ouch, I consider you a friend. I'll say it again Laur, you can tell me to stop."

Instead of replying, Lauren started to move her lips against Camila's soft ones and she got her answer real quick. She let her hand rest on Lauren's shoulder as the girl's hand was cupping her cheek now. It didn't take long for Camila to take the lead and allow her tongue to explore Lauren's mouth. The brown eyed girl let her hand freely roam from Lauren's chest to the back of her neck, she wanted to feel every inch of what she knew was soft porcelain skin. You could obviously tell that Lauren was still a bit nervous, her hand had not moved from its spot on Camila's cheek.

Time to take matters into her own hands, again.

Camila unbuttoned her school shirt to reveal a black lace bra she had decided to wear just for this occasion. She came prepared in case she decided to do anything. In one swift move, she straddled Lauren's lap and their lips disconnected. Lauren's hands had automatically moved to hold Camila's hips. Now they both stared at each other, green eyes had turned darker and they widened when they realized Camila's top was open.

"B-but friends don't do th-this." Camila smirked and wrapped her arms around her neck. Lowering her head to whisper directly in Lauren's ear.

"Good thing you said we aren't friends then." She gave Lauren's earlobe a nibble, a quiet squeak coming out. Then she trailed open mouthed kisses to her neck, picking certain spots to suck on.

It had the reaction Camila wanted, small moans came out of Lauren. Not only that, but her hands reacted as well by grasping her hips a little harder. She made her way back up, ghosting Lauren's lips, wanting her to continue it, and she did. Lauren connected their lips again and this time the kissing held want. She wanted to continue kissing Camila, she wanted to continue having her intoxicating scent fill her lungs. She also wanted to feel more of the girl's skin, she had quickly placed her hands on Camila's hips which were covered by the school skirt uniform. She could move her hands under it, the material had bunched up anyway, and she also knew Camila partook in removing the shorts lining each skirt had.