𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒

THIRTY-FOUR

!SMUT WARNING!
Y/n's POV

Why is Regina like this? Always worried about her stupid fucking reputation. No one gives a fuck anymore! It's our Junior year of high school people are used to it by now.

I don't even get an apology or anything, petty shitty if you ask me and also she- "Y/n! Regina's here!"

"Tell her to leave!" I shouted.

"You want me to leave?" Regina spoke suddenly in the door way. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Yes, yes I do."

"I'm sorry," she paused. "For earlier."

"Yeah well, sorry doesn't fix anything does it?" I scoffed. She started to walk towards me and sit on the bed next to me. "I'm trying to fix things between us Y/n!"

I pulled out my phone and basically ignored her. She kept apologizing but I was just texting Audrey and Emilia.

"I even told Gretchen that I was gay!" She suddenly yelled. I looked up from my phone and turned to her. "You did?" I asked.

She smiled and nodded. "So she knows about us?" There was a long pause, too long of a pause. "Oh my god Regina." I sighed, turning my attention back to my phone.

"I'll tell her as soon as I see her! I promise!" She tried to reason. I rolled my eyes at her. "Right."

"And who are you texting?!" She yelled, starting to get frustrated. I scoffed. "No one."

"What the hell do you mean no one?! I'm right here and you're texting other people? I'm literally your girlfriend!"

"Then start acting like it!" I yelled. Regina let out a loud sigh. She looked as if she was about to cry. I caved and told her who I was texting. "Audrey and Emilia." I paused and took a breath of my own. "I'm texting Audrey and Emilia."

"Oh." Was all she said.

There was a moment of awkward silence before I decided to speak up again. "I'm proud of you, for you know, telling Gretchen."

"You are?" She asked, a soft smile on her face.

"Yeah, that took guts." Before I could say anything else, Regina closed the gap between us, kissing me passionately. "I love you." She mumbled between my lips. "I love you too."

Regina's POV

As we kissed, I felt Y/n's hands go up my shirt, her cold hands tracing my back, leaving shivers down my spine. She pulled away for a moment and whispered in my ear. "Can I-" before she could even finish her sentence I cut her off. "Yes. Yes, please."

She smirked and unclipped my bra, playing with my breasts from under my shirt. "You're so pretty you know that?" I let out an embarrassingly loud whimper at her words.

"Shhh quiet baby, my mom's home." I tried not to moan as she climbed on top of me, pinning me to the bed. She slowly made her way down my body, until she finally reached my jeans as she swiftly unbuttoned them and took them off.

She made her way back up, kissing my neck, using her knee to apply pressure to my clit. "Fuck-!" I moaned. Y/n's movements suddenly stopped. "Didn't I tell you to be quiet?"

"Yes ma'am." I replied, the girl hummed in amusement as she continued.

Finally she made her way back down, moved my panties to the side. She started to rub soft circles around my clit. Adding the tiniest bit of pressure as she continued.

Y/n removed her finger away from my clit, making me whine, that is until it got cut off with a moan, as her tongue swirled around it.

I tried my best not to be too loud since her mom was home, but god it was hard.

She started to lick and suck on my clit. Taking swipes with her tongue through my folds. "Baby- I'm so close....please.."

She went faster making me buck my hips into her as I released all over her mouth. "Fuck-!"

She started to lick all the cum off of me, making me let out desperate pants. She got off of me, and went into her closet for a second before coming out with a spare change of clothes and 2 towels. "Shower?" She asked.

"Yes please."

Authors Note!

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Kayla