TS eras one shots

Jealousy, Jealousy ~ 198Nights

Little smut here

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Midnights and 1989 had gone out for a date night at the club, they had fun there and it was now really late in the night. 1989 was sitting on her and Mid's bed, but flinched a little as Midnights flopped on it aggressively while sighing hardly with a weird face, more silent than usual.

1989: Heyyy, Middy.

She greeted with a smile, assuming Midnights was only tired.

Midnights: Hi.

Answered her dryly, throwing a leg above the other with her arms crossed. Nine found her girlfriend's attitude weird and questioned.

1989: Are you okay?

Midnights sighed again and rolled her eyes.

Midnights: I don't know, ask your new boyfriend.

She huffed out, anger evident in her voice tone.

1989: I don't have a boyfriend?

Said her with confusion, not having a clue on what Midnights meant with her statement.

Midnights: That guy you were having fun with at the club acted like your boyfriend.

Spat her while fidgeting with her nails, acting nonchalant about it but deep down mad as hell at the situation.

1989: No, he flirted with me.

Justified the younger girl, trying to calm her girlfriend down and not make anything worse than it already was.

Midnights: Still! Do you think I like seeing a random dude flirt with you like I'm simply not there?!

She snapped out, losing her nonchalant pose about the feeling of jealousy she held.

Nine knew she was upset, and with reason, that guy was really being a jerk, but she also knew more than anyone how to chill Midnights down at moments like those.

She scooted closer and pressed her lips on Midnights delicately, kissing her slowly in a way she knew would make her want more.

1989: I could show you how yours I am.

She purred with a smirk, looking deeply at Midnights' eyes with desire.

Midnights: You shouldn't be so irresistible.

She said while glaring at her girlfriend with just as much passion as the other girl did, her breathing becoming faster and her body starting to burn with desire once again.

1989: You can't resist me.

She gasped quietly when Midnights grabbed her face and kissed her hard, their lips crashing together in a sloppy manner but not failing on leaving them breathless.

Midnights: I really can't.

Nine took the opportunity and kissed her again, slower this time, connecting their lips in a more sensual way than their previous kisses that night, her lips pressing on Midnights' with calm motion.

The older woman deepened it when she tugged at 1989's bottom lip, making her moan before pulling her to straddle her lap, never stopping making out with her lover.

Their kisses got heated shortly after, their tongues swirling together as the desire built stronger inside them each passing second, and when it started to overwhelm, Midnights slid her hands inside 1989's shirt.

Midnights: May i?

She husked out, establishing another eye contact with her girlfriend who was struggling to catch her breath.