Fifth Harmony Smut

OT4

"Shit," Ally mumbles. She grinds her hips down into the bed, palm pressed flat against her cunt. It does little to relieve the pressure she feels building in her pelvis. She slides a finger down between her lips, moaning quietly when she feels how wet she is. It's been like this for a while; she feels horny, she gets herself worked up, and then she can't finish herself off. She hasn't pulled in weeks, they've been so busy with the tour, and she doesn't like giving up or moving on when she's like this.

She just might have to, though.

Moaning again, Ally pushes a finger inside herself and presses her face into the pillow. She pumps her finger for a moment, letting the need for more build up. When she can't take it anymore, she pulls out, and pushes back in with two more. The slide is easy, she's so slick, and she has to lift her head to choke out a gasp.

"Fuck," she whispers, grinding her hips down, following the rhythm of her fingers. She doesn't feel full enough, but she continues to thrust her fingers in and out of her cunt. She's drenched, always gets so wet, and she can feel the pressure building up deep inside her. "Yes," she mumbles, biting her lip. "Fuck, yes."

Ally starts pumping faster, grinding her hips down harder into the mattress. This is going to be it, she can feel it. Her back arches, lifting her torso almost completely off the bed, and she lets out her loudest groan yet when -

"Damn it!" she exclaims. All the pressure that had been building up, the rush she felt coming, had just...disappeared. It happens every time, and she's sick of it.

Sighing heavily, she flips onto her back. The hotel room is cold around her, where the spot she's lying in on the sheets is warm with body heat and her wetness. She can feel her nipples perk up in the cool air, but she ignores them and stands. Might as well just shower and go to sleep. Though maybe she'll sleep on the couch.

She's going to have to fix this, one way or another.

*•*•*

She and Lauren are sitting on the couch on the bus, on the way to whoknowswhere, and they've just put on a film. It's in French, but that doesn't deter them. They just slap on some English subtitles. Lauren's been trying to watch this film for ages, ever since one of her mates told her about it. She hadn't wanted to watch it alone, but Dinah and Normani both begged off so they could get some sleep, so Ally volunteered.

The film's not bad, Ally thinks. It's three hours long, but definitely worth it. They're cuddling up under a shared blanket, Ally in a nightie and Lauren in shorts and a vest. Ally can feel every single spot where their skin touches, and she's a tad ashamed to say it's turning her on. She can already feel the wetness between her legs.

Things get a little bit awkward once the lesbian sex scene starts. She and Lauren exchange awkward giggles, faces red, not sure how to proceed. Ally has to squeeze her thighs together discreetly; the moans of the girls on screen send pulses of heat straight to her clit. The scene is quite long, two minutes in with no sign of stopping. If it doesn't end soon Ally will have to excuse herself.

She inhales sharply when one of the actresses buries her face into her partner's crotch, eliciting loud moans from the other girl. Lauren gives her a look.

"Is this turning you on?" she asks incredulously. Ally blushes.

"Shut up."