"You know what I've been thinking about lately?" Normani asked. We were all relaxing on the bus, having finished a show a few hours ago. I was sat on a loveseat next to Lauren, while Dinah and Normani, and Ally sat on the couch. My hand was subtly intertwined with Lauren's underneath a blanket, and my grip must've dramatically tightened, because she pulled away.
"What?" Ally inquired about Normani's question.
"If I'd be a top or a bottom." I was taking a sip of Arizona iced tea while she replied, and I practically choked to death on it. "You know, if I was a lesbian."
"You'd be a top." I answered quickly, hoping the topic would be dismissed.
"What makes you say that?" Normani inquired.
I shrugged. "I don't know. You're pretty dominant, I guessed."
"What would I be?" Ally asked.
I groaned internally. "You'd be a bottom."
"What about me?" Dinah questioned.
"A top."
"And me?" Lauren asked, turning to look at me and cocking an eyebrow.
"A bottom." I answered, trying not to smirk. Lauren was oftdn
She shook her head. "I don't think so."
"Deny it all you want, you'd be a bottom." I replied, giving into the banter.
"What do you think you'd be? A top? I don't think so." Lauren argued, shooting me a look.
"I didn't say that, but, yeah. I would be."
"I can agree with that." Normani added, causing Ally to nod in agreement.
Dinah shook her head. "Nah. I see you as a bottom."
I shrugged. "You lesbians can continue this conversation without me. I'm going to sleep." I informed them before standing up.
Ally yawned. "Me too, actually."
"I guess we're all going to bed." Normani said, causing the rest of the girls to get up.
I sent Lauren a knowing look, nudging her shoulder playfully on the way to my bunk. Everyone settled in for the night, but I decided to wait half an hour to make sure no one was awake.
Once the allotted time was up, I slid out of bed and quietly made my way to Lauren's bunk. I pulled back the curtain to find her scrolling through her phone. Her hair was up in a messy bun, only dressed in a tight tank top and her underwear. She clearly anticipated this.
I wasted no time in climbing into Lauren's bunk, and on top of her, straddling her waist tightly. I had to lean down a little bit to avoid hitting my head on the ceiling, but the position wasn't particularly uncomfortable.
"What do you think you're doing?" Lauren asked, locking her phone and sliding it underneath her pillow.
I smiled down at her. "Proving a point."
Lauren cocked an eyebrow. "And what would that point be?"
"That you are, in fact, a bottom." I answered with unwavering confidence.
"When have you ever topped?"
I scoffed. "When have I bottomed?"
"This is kinda high risk." Lauren brought up, referring to our sleeping bandmates and crew members.
"What? Are you scared you're gonna be too loud?"
She rolled her eyes. "You sure are cocky."
"I'm not cocky, I'm confident." I argued.
"Confident in what?"
"That I can make you finish in just one minute."
Lauren shook her head. "That'll never happen."
"I bet that I can make you come in a minute, not including foreplay."
"There's no way-" She started, but I interrupted her argument by slipping my hand into her underwear, finding that she was already dripping wet.
"Really?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Lauren looked away sheepishly. Wasting no time, I leaned down, pulling her into a slow kiss. I tugged on her bottom lip, eliciting a low moan. I gripped the back of her neck, digging into it with my nails.
I disconnected our lips and moved to her neck. I began to bite and suck on the tender skin, leaving a trail of small bruises. Lauren let out quiet whimpers, desperately trying to be quiet.
I moved my hand from the back of her neck and slid it underneath her t tank top, letting it rest on her stomach. Lauren took the hint and slipped the shirt off quickly, leaving her upper body completely exposed.
I released the hold my legs on her waist and moved into a more comfortable position. I left a trail of kisses from the bottom of her stomach up to her chest. I groped both of her breasts, eliciting a much louder moan. I removed one of my hands and used it to cover her mouth.
"Control yourself." I demanded.
She nodded in agreement and I retracted my hand. "Can you?..." She asked, her voice trailing off.
"Can I what?"
"Fuck me." She answered sheepishly.
I placed one of my hands on her inner thigh and gripped it tightly. Lauren exhaled loudly, her breath getting noticeably louder as I moved closer to her center.
She was practically panting by the time my hand went under her shorts once again. She was even more wet than before as I slipped my fingers inside of her underwear.
I began to flick my fingers back and forth, gradually increasing the speed until Lauren's legs were shaking, when I abruptly stopped.
"Please..." She breathed.
She was practically there after what I assumed to be a quarter of a minute. I waited a few more seconds before continuing the motion, stopping when her legs were shaking again.
"Please, Camila..." Lauren whimpered, her voice laced with want.
I was fairly certain it had been fourty seconds since we started, so I counted to ten in my head before continuing. Lauren held on for a few seconds, but lost it when I began to move my fingers faster.
"Fuck..." She moaned, probably much louder than she should have. I didn't stop, allowing her to ride out the orgasm. Once she was finished, I removed my hand from her underwear and leaned down to place a soft on her forehead.
Lauren looked at me with an almost pained expression. "That was a minute, wasn't it?"
I smirked. "Less than a minute. Like, fifty eight seconds."
"Shit." She groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "That doesn't prove that I'm a bottom. Just that I was horny."
I shrugged. "Whatever you say."
"You're a power bottom if anything."
"Sure," I agreed.
She rolled her eyes, but leaned over to leave a soft peck on my lips. "Whatever. Are we going to snuggle now, or do you want me to-"
"Yes, we're going to snuggle now." I interrupted. I wasn't going to let her do me now, especially not after I proved my point so well.
I handed Lauren her tank top and she slipped it on. Once she was dressed, I cuddled up against her side. Lauren pulled the covers up over us, and I nuzzled my head into her neck, immediately feeling comfortable and safe in her arms.
Whether Lauren was a top or a bottom, she would always be the big spoon.
a/n: i was pretty stoned while writing and proof reading this, so, sorry for any errors or general lack of quality. i just really felt the need to write some smut. xoxoxoxo
