A/n: I missed the mark for a Halloween post but I hope this makes up for it.
⚠️Smut-smut-smut ahead.⚠️
Also, this is set in the Scream 6 timeline but without the Ghostface plot. It's just a normal college setting.
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Title Name - Hope You Can Handle The Heat
Her hand, soft and warm, slid along my inner thigh. I watch her, gasping as she leans forward, till our lips ghosted over one another.
"You think you're a chore?"
Oh my god, her voice just got lower. I bite my lip and part my legs slightly to give her hand more room. One of my own pressed onto the table she had me sat on while she stood between my legs. The dress I wore to the party was pushed up some yet I didn't have the will to pull it down, not when her fingers were so close.
"N-No...that's not what.."
Her head tilts slightly and her eyes drop, staring at my lips before they lift up slowly to meet my gaze. My breath got stuck in my throat at how heated the stare was.
"What? That's not what you said?" She questions. I hesitate for a moment before eventually nodding my head.
"You're right," she started after a long pause. "You didn't say that."
I felt my lips twitch into a smile, but the way she kept inching closer to me with a smirk on her lips, I knew I hadn't won.
"But you did tell me how I'd be better off with someone less...." She stops and I can smell the lingering alcoholic drink she had on her cool breath, ".... stressful."
I just huff and slump onto my hands. "It's true." I say as I turn my head to the side.
When Y/n doesn't say anything, I peek at her and see that she's staring right at me. I chew on the inside of my cheek, waiting for something to happen.
"Tara,"
I don't say a word. Which I guess irritated her because I feel her face come close to mine. Just as I turn, our lips brush over one another.
"Yes Y/n...."
Her hand slides over the front of my panties, and a jolt of pleasure takes over my body. She starts to tease me, at first she cups my pussy over the fabric of my panties and then she's gently rubbing her thumb over my covered clit. I'm left watching her with half taken breaths. A quiet whimper finding its way past my lips.
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"Tara!"
The young woman snaps out of her thoughts, taking in the area around her. Anika sat in front of her, looking as beautiful as ever.
"Huh?" Tara picks her head up from where it was resting in her palm. "What?"
"I have been talking to you for ten minutes now and you completely zoned out." Anika gave a pout and it tugged on Tara's heart strings. She quickly reached over and took the girl's hands into her own.
"I'm sorry 'Nika. I-...I was thinking of something."
Anika takes Tara's hands eagerly only to smirk. "Or someone..."
Tara snapped her gaze to Anika's, a confused look upon her face. Anika's head turned so she could peer over her shoulder and that's when she spotted the individual of Tara's thoughts. It was you, standing with Chad and Quinn while having a drink by the bar.
