TW: Some Smut ;)
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You slammed the most popular girl in school on the metal lockers. She moaned from the contact. Pink fingernails dug at your scalp which made your grip tighten on her thighs. Air. You needed air. Pulling away, you both gasped for oxygen.
You kissed down the blonde's neck. "I have clothes in my locker that we can change into." Looking up you met her gaze.
"Why don't you help me get changed then." She slid her pointer finger across your strong jawline. You let go of her thighs but pushed more of your body weight on her so she wouldn't slip. The blue-eyed girl bit at her bottom lip. Carefully, you slid your veiny hands across her body, meeting at the top of her shirt.
Regina laid her head back but never kept her eyes off you. Even though you both were soaked, the atmosphere felt hot and heavy. Your fingers grazed at her buttons, releasing them one by one. Touching her bare skin felt like you were living a dream, about to wake up at any moment.
You couldn't help looking at the girl's chest, I mean it was in your direct line of sight, how could you not?
"My eyes are up here, baby." The blonde delicately held your chin as she leaned in to kiss you. The kisses were slow and gentle, making your head spin. You were drunk on Regina George.
Sneaking her hands down the side of your jersey, you let her take the damp fabric off your body. Your abs glistened with leftover water from the sprinklers, making your body shine in the dimly lit locker room. Now, it was Regina's time to gawk and stare, as if she didn't have the pleasure of doing that earlier.
"God, you're hot." Her blue eyes looked hungrily at your body. As much as you wanted this to continue, you desperately needed to put on some warm clothes. Putting her on her own two feet caused the shorter girl to whine.
Opening your locker you grabbed all the clothes you had. Sweatpants, shorts, a hoodie, and a shirt. You put the clothes on a bench next to you.
Regina tried to pull down her tight cargo pants but they wouldn't budge. Noticing the blonde struggling you offered your services. "May I?" You gestured to her pants. She looked a bit worried but agreed.
You didn't actually think it would be that hard to take off a girl's pants but here you are. The dampness of the pants was practically sticking to Regina's plump thighs. Yanking at the pants you made some progress. Agitated, you found a new position.
Kneeling in front of Regina made you feel powerless. She gripped onto your shoulders for balance, biting her lip as she gazed down at how submissive you looked. Your muscles clenched, your breath heaved, and finally, the pants were off. Gulping, you took in the blonde's features and matching pink underwear. Looking up at her you realise how effortlessly beautiful she is.
Regina took notice of your stare and blushed. It was a look she'd never experienced before, one that made her feel seen in a way she hadn't known possible. She felt human.
The blonde reached out, extending her hand to help you up, effortlessly pulling you to your feet. With a quick kiss, she swiftly gathered the pile of clothes, securing the shirt and sweatpants. You grabbed the remaining items, falling into step beside her.
As you turned away from Regina, you quickly pulled your sports bra over your head, then slipped on the warm grey hoodie. The soft rustle of fabric filled the air, prompting a slight nervousness as you hurriedly shed your wet shorts and boxers, replacing them with dry ones.
Simultaneously turning to one another, you took in each other's new appearance. You couldn't help but notice how small the shirt was on Regina's body, her stomach poking out a bit.
"Sorry, if the shirt is too small, we can switch if you want." Feeling bad you grabbed the hem of your hoodie.
"No, it's alright. I like it tight." She grabbed at your cold hands.
You noticed the faint outline of her nipples beneath the snug black shirt, sending a shiver down your spine. Your body reacted, legs squirming in response. The blonde seemed to catch on to your arousal, raising an eyebrow with a playful smirk.
Taking the lead, she guided your cold hands to her bare hips, the warmth of her skin contrasting with the chill of your touch. With a bold move, she draped her arms over your shoulders, drawing you close with an open-mouthed kiss. As you indulged in the passionate embrace, your hands ventured slowly beneath the tight fabric, inching closer to her chest.
Creak. The locker room door slowly opened and you looked at one another in shock. As the wheels of a cleaning cart entered the atmosphere, accompanied by faint music, urgency filled the air. Without hesitation, you sprang into action, swiftly grabbing the remaining items from your locker. Meanwhile, Regina hurriedly gathered her clothes scattered across the floor.
Swiftly, you both reached the exit just in the nick of time. Finally, you let out the breath that had been caught in your throat. Crickets sang on the field as you walked to the giant fence.
"Let me carry your clothes, while you climb." You extended out your arms, taking the clothes.
Regina must've learned her lesson because she carefully made it down the fence with ease.
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Throwing the cold clothes into the trunk of the car, you sat in the driver's seat, promising Regina you wouldn't crash.
"Where are we going?" Regina put on the heater.
"It's a surprise, just relax." The engine roared.
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Authors Note:
A lot more people have been reading this story so I just want to say a big thank you! I hope you all are enjoying it ;)
More to come soon...
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