Beyoncé and Kelly One Shots

Drunk

SORRY FOR ERRORS IF ANY

Beyoncé

"Trené." I say, grabbing Kelly's ass.

"Yes Bey?" She asks, gasping and moving my hand.

"Lemme grab it. It's lookin fat in this dress." I say, grabbing and squeezing her ass again. She sighs, clearing her throat.

"Bey your mother is in the next room." Kelly moves my hand, shaking her head.

"I know." I say, grabbing her waist.

"Bey stop playin." She laughs.

"I'm not playin." I say, wrapping my arms around her waist. I put my face in her neck and she shivers.

"Yes you are." She turns around.

"The only thing I wanna play with is ya-."

"Oh my God! Beyoncé." Kelly says, covering my mouth.

"What?" I ask, biting my lip.

"Don't say that."

"Say what?" I look in her eyes.

"What you were going to say." Kelly says, tapping my nose. I lean in to kiss her and hear a throat clearing.

"Hm?" I ask, turning around. Mother.

"Were you about to kiss her?"

"No...I was gonna...bite her nose." I say, bitting her nose. Kelly laughs and shakes her head.

"Done lying?"

"Mhm." I say, nodding. Kelly laughs and covers her mouth.

"Kelly."

"I'm sorry." She puts her hand down.

"Stop doing that."

"I try to but it's hard." She says, looking down.

"Kelly."

"Bey." She whines.

"Yes bestie?" Yes...she's my best friend. I just act extremely gay with her. She's straight though. Kelly's very insecure about herself and she shouldn't be because she's beautiful.

"It's 10."

"Okay." I get the champagne and my mom says she's leaving.

"Bye mom." I say, hugging her.

"Bye Bey. Behave."

"I always do."

"Terrible. Bye Kelly." She says, hugging Kelly.

"Bye mama." Kelly says, smiling. My mom leaves and I close and lock both locks on the door.

"Champagne?"

"Of course." Kelly says, sitting down. I grab two glasses and fill them.

"There you go." We drink and talk about life.

"Remember when we were teenagers and we wa-."

"No. I don't." She cuts me off.

"You didn't let me finish." I grab her thigh.

"I know." She moves my hand.

"We wanted to experiment." I say, smirking.

"Yea and it won't happen again."

"You don't know that..."

"Beyoncé Giselle Knowles." Kelly says, glaring at me.

"I'll try." I say, biting my lip.