STARTED WITH A KISS (Raquelle x Barbie)

Stressful Bliss

Raquelle exited the club frantically looking around for a special blonde who is currently pissed off and needs to cool down. “She's so annoying.” Raquelle mutters. She never knows when or where Barbie will need her, in fact over the past three months she's adjusted to Barbie's spontaneity, however tonight Barbie told her she wouldn't need her but clearly that sentiment didn't last long.

“Who are you looking for?” A man asks, puffing smoke in Raquelle's face.

Raquelle grimaced, waving the smoke out of her face. “My friends with benefits chick.”

“Your what?” The man's eyebrows shot up.

“Raquelle, who is this?” The blonde she's been waiting for pops up at the worst moment, a smile on her lips. “Hi! I'm Barbie!”

The man chokes, “H-holy shit! I-I'm a big fan!”

Barbie giggles “It's nice to meet you…?” She trails off, her hand clenching Raquelle's hand, signaling her impatience.

“Jack! Jack Simons!” He hurriedly says squashing his cigarette beneath his boot.

“Well Jack Simon's I wish I could stay and chat but I have to take my friend Raquelle off somewhere.” She politely waved, cutting off any response he was about to say. She speed walked down the street maintaining a polite smile to the pedestrians fawning over seeing her in person. Raquelle took a deep breath knowing Barbie's image was getting murky from how often they were spotted together. Barbie could care less and that bothered Raquelle more than if the press did bother her. How can she not care about her image?! People are questioning her sanity. Raquelle was way ahead of them she knew Barbie's lost a few screws but that made her attractive.

“He knows I'm hooking up with you. I slipped up.” Raquelle admitted focusing on the smirk form on Barbie's lips.

“Good.” Barbie replies,  pulling Raquelle into her limousine hurriedly. Her lips are on as soon as they are both inside. Barbie threading her fingers through her hair, her soft whines against her mouth. The urgency has Raquelle intrigued. She told her she wouldn't be needed and to look at where they are is hilarious. Raquelle wore her sparkly black dress, her breasts looked really good in it and Barbie certainly was enjoying it. Raquelle kissed back with more vigor, her pretty little fiend is needy.

Raquelle pulled back, her smirk alluring the blonde in front of her. “I thought you didn't need me?”

Barbie groaned, her face hidden in Raquelle's hair. Raquelle saw the tips of her ears red and stifled a laugh. “I always need you. I couldn't stand the one-sided flirting with my co-star. He irks me.”

“Uh huh, you sure you weren't annoyed because I was at the club?”

Barbie pouted, “Am I that obvious?”

“To me you are. Everyone else? They don't know you.”

“Wow, Raquelle Nia Lee Kim admitting to knowing me and not utterly despising that fact?” The blonde teased, finally looking into her eyes.

“You are no saint.” Raquelle replied.

“That's right. I'm the opposite. And I'm very very stressed.” Barbie kissed Raquelle, she kissed her as she always did with an array of emotions but more prominently greed. Raquelle isn't a fool she knows that Barbie wants her all to herself that's why she's hidden. She did not seem to mind that she told Jack Simons they were hooking up, strange enough. She'd been so guarded over their heated affair but once again at the sight of a man Barbie felt the need to take her away. Maybe she knew the man wouldn't say a word about what he heard because Barbie acknowledged him warmly. Maybe that's why she confidently pulled her into the limo disregarding any prying eyes.