Fifth Harmony Imagines

C.C: Lucky Shots & Special Showers

HAPPY THANKSGIVING Y'ALL! I'M SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOUR SUPPORT AND LOVE, I COULDN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH.

So, here's some shitty Camila smut! I honestly feel like my smut it getting worse but eh here you go anyway.

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Your P.O.V.

"Y/L/N, get your ass on the court!"

I rolled my eyes, laying down fully on the cold floor. "Nah, I'm good coach." The man shook his head, grumbling annoyedly under his breath before blowing the whistle.

Gym class was a waste of my time, honestly. Like, I'm not trying to get sweaty and have to deal with it for the rest of the school day. Besides, my teacher wouldn't fail me, he gives me an A every quarter for no reason. Not that I'm complaining, though.

On the other hand, watching Camila sweat was one of the hottest things ever.

Lauren, Mani, Mila and Ally were standing around center court, Dinah being taller than Brad, tipping the basketball backwards into Mani's hands. I was supposed to be with them, but they knew how much I hated this class.

Normani passed the ball to Ally, but it ended up hitting Brad right in the dick, making me bust out into laughter. Camila glanced over her shoulder at me, laughing with me tiredly. Her chocolate locks clung to the sticky skin on her neck, white t-shirt coated with sweat, thighs flexing every time she ran.

"Y/N, stop eye-fucking Chancho!" I poked my tongue out at the Polynesian, while giggling at the flustered face of Camila.

She resumed playing as the coach blew the whistle, Normani passing the ball to Lauren, who ducked, letting it fly over her head. "You have to catch it, honey." I yelled, the Cuban throwing her finger up at me as she scurried around trying to get the ball.

"Jauregui, we don't have all day, grab the damn ball!"

"Shut up, baldly! She's getting it, good lord."

After successfully picking it up, Lauren took the ball out of bounds, tossing it to Camila. The brown-eyed Cuban dribbled through the other band, faking Brad out before shooting. The ball swooshed through the net, me and the girls cheering loudly, throwing their arms around her.

"Lucky shot, Cabello!"

She looked so good, sweat sliding down the side of her face. She lifted her shirt, wiping it off, her abs flexing in the process making me drool. Camila glanced my way, sending me a quick wink.

Good god.

"Fuck you, Vampshits!" I laughed, tossing my middle finger up at them. Those idiots formed some lame ass band that would never go anywhere. Honestly, they're so fucking stupid.

The coach blew the whistle, dismissing the girls to the locker room while the boys had to run laps for losing. "Hell yeah, Mila! Here I thought I was good at ball." Normani laughed, patting the blonde on the back.

"It's okay, honey. You're good at other things." Ally and Lauren gagged, shaking their heads before walking out the locker room. They barely did anything so showering wasn't necessary. Plus they changed super quickly, Norminah blushed, following soon after, leaving Camila and I alone.

I could feel her staring at me, jumping slightly when her cold hand rested on my thigh. Camila leaned forwards, softly pressing a kiss below my ear. "Baby, I'm all sweaty, come shower with me." She mumbled, fingers gently scraping the insides of my thighs.

Nodding quickly, Camila grabbed my hand, pulling me through to the back, and into her private shower. Being the captain of the cheerleading squad had its perks, even if she sucked at sports. I pushed the Cuban into the wide shower, lowering to my knees to yank the shorts down her sticky skin, throwing them out over the wall, doing the same to her shirt.

"Someone's eager, hm?" She laughed, managing to take my own shirt off before I stopped her.

"Shut up. You being hot and sweaty, oh god, I can't handle it."

She smirked at my response, shaking her head, gripping the back of my thighs. "Oh baby, you think you can dominate me?" Quickly lifting me up, Camila sat me on the built-in seat, smashing her lips onto mine.

Moaning into her mouth, I slid my fingers in her thick, damp hair, reaching blindly to turn the water on. The coldness shot out from the shower head, hitting both of our bodies, Camila's tongue softly massaging mine.

My thighs were dampening already, and not just because of the water.

"Fuck, Mila, we're gonna be l-late." I breathed heavily against her lips after pulling away, Camila rubbing my now bare hips, removing the rest of our undergarments.

"You think I fucking give a shit? I wanna eat you, and no one's gonna rush me." The Cuban sunk to her knees without breaking eye contact, bright chocolate eyes darkening to a deep brown, almost black.

Without warning, she lifted my legs over her shoulders, licking a stripe up my core to my clit, wrapping her lips around it then sucking slowly, a loud groan falling from my lips. "F-fucking hell." Camila laughed, the vibrations making my hips twitch wildly. She sped up, reaching to tweak my nipples between her fingers, another loud moan falling from my lips.

"God, baby girl, you taste so fucking good." She released my breast, wrapping her arms around my thighs, running her fingers and nails up and down my legs, shoving the muscle inside my clenching pussy, grazing my sweet spot over and over, my hips jerking continuously, heels digging into her lower back.

My fingers tightened in her hair, feeling the familiar knot beginning to form deep in my abdomen. "Fuck, Mila, I-I can't hold much l-longer."

"Let go, baby. I've got you." With one last thrust of her tongue, my back arched, a scream of Camila's name burning my lungs. She slowly cleaned me up, kissing the insides of my thighs afterwards, biting softly, allowing me to come down from my high.

"Oh god. That was so fucking good. Your mouth is a blessing to my life." The Cuban giggled, crawling up to envelop my lips in a passionate kiss.

"I know, you're welcome. Now c'mon, we have to actually shower now."

Thank God for special showers.
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