𝗋𝗁𝖾𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗒

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warnings ⊹₊ black female reader, lowercase intended, lesbian, fingering, exhibition, library, orgasm, mutal masterbation. minors dont interact. 𐙚

the calm in the campus library makes you yawn glancing overhead as the minutes ticked by and rhea was no where to be found.

steading the pencil in your hand you continued to scribble several phrases onto your pink note pad. the australian delinquent never failing to disappoint.

the latin project was relatively easy but being pared with someone who couldn't be bothered to participate was the challenge.

sliding another book from your messenger bag with snooze by sza playing full volume in your airpods you took a moment to press your lips against the cold water bottle.

the liquid refreshing as you watched the metal doors swing open multiple students traveling through the busy corridors.

it was getting rather late and of course you had a curfew with a demanding college schedule sleep was of the upmost importance.

friends wasn't your priority and cliques definitely wasn't your forte so many could say you were a nerd but you were content with that. maintaining a gpa and being a mentor to many was evidence of your worth.

your demeanor exuded kindness being confident in your journey and knowing the path you wanted to take was more than many could say.

to your surprise a pair of tattooed arms drape over your shoulders, raven locks cascading around your braids as the smell of cherry invades your senses.

you gulp shifting uncomfortably as she separates from you sitting adjacent with a mischievous grin accompanied by a gleam in her eyes.

"waiting for me." she's nonchalant cherry lollipop placed between her plump lips while her scuffed black boots are on the table kicking your books in the process.

"where have you been? we agreed on a time and could you be more obnoxious?" you're seething further egged on by her eye rolls and bothersome slurping of the lollipop.

"calm down birdie" her self appointed nickname for you makes you shake your head surrendering by sliding the notepad in her direction to review definitions.

for a few minutes you're both silent the sounds of pages turning and highlighters skimming the paper as the library empties relatively quickly.

you find yourself staring at rhea. taking note of the way her eyebrows furrow when she's pronouncing a word to herself. the way her muscles flex when turning a page and the swipe of her tongue that licks her lips every so often.

you're clenching your thighs her beauty dumbfounding you as the thought of being with a girl never crossing your mind until this moment.

"you're staring." the australian accent makes you look down at the table fumbling with your french tips as she giggles the sound making you blush.

"you're cute bird." she reaches over fingers a few centimeters from your face to pull at your knotless braids wrapping one around her finger unconsciously bringing you towards her face.

"you've ever been with a girl before?" the question makes you freeze shaking your head no as the words struggled to form.

you feel as if you're melting. the blue camisole feeling tighter than what it is as your matching shorts could slip off at any minute. "you probably never even played with yourself before."

her words are vulgar foreign as if you're a virgin. the interrogation shaking you to your in-fact drenched core.

she's sitting next to you eyes practically undressing you as her finger lifts your chin. feeling as if she can hear your inner monologue.

"answer me doll." her minty breath still mixed with a hint of cherry captivates you practically drooling as you whimper.

"sometimes." you're truthful. embarrassed by your inexperience but that doesn't stop rhea from kissing you.

pink lips sucking on your tongue as she claims your innocence. clit throbbing with every moan as she inhales your cocoa butter scent.

underneath the table she finds your waistband slipping her hand inside of your shorts to rub your clothed clit. the black thong consumed by your wet folds.

"didn't know you were so naughty bird." she's plunging a finger inside of you knuckle deep as you're clenching around her.

the light chatter and pens tapping against the marble confirms this is very much real. the explicit sounds of your sobbing cunt has you biting your lip. another finger slipped inside as your face contorts.

"look at me precious." you do as you're told legs shaking as she finds your g spot a low whine escaping your lips.

"gonna cum." you're close. whimpering and practically breathless from your overtly sensitive pussy rhea twirling her fingers to torture you.

"that's a good girl let it out." rheas desperate soon realizing she's fingering herself, so enamored with the way your greedy little pussy welcomes her.

you pray that no one finds out about this as your body goes stiff. eyes rolling back as you cream on her fingers a guttural cry releasing as your shorts are soaked.

rhea coming to kiss you to stifle her own orgasm tender smiles exchanged as the trajectory of your relationship has changed. anyones presence that's not each others drowned out.

"if we pass I'll eat your pussy." rheas teasing flashing her tongue ring with a smile that has you uncomfortably wet again.

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