Black and White (girlxgirl)

Black and White

"Nicole, we can't-"

"They won't find us"

"Nic, we're in the library"

"It's just like those books you like so much"

"Don't bring Harry Potter into this"

Nicole's hands were searching under Charlotte's skirt, brushing the skin on her inner thighs and making her shudder. 

They had been doing this for a while now, though Charlotte knew how wrong it was. It was against God, against their faith, against everyone's values and standards but she couldn't help herself when Nicole's hands were on her.

"The point I'm making is that" she ran her free hand over her chest, brushing her nipple under the unpadded bra she was wearing "I'll be quick".

Charlotte sighed dreamily at the sensation, her back pressing further into the wall.

Nicole's hand was now pushing away the fabric from her chest. Charlotte could feel the heat between her legs and cursed God for her sin. She felt the dark, skilled fingers pressed against a beautiful bundle of nerves and cursed herself for her weakness.

Nicole was already way over the edge with her faith, she didn't believe in God anymore but she did believe in white privilege. She cursed herself liking a girl like Charlotte but she was weak to her long legs, milky skin and pert, pink nipples. She was so weak.

Her hands slid up her thigh and cupped her arse, her lips pressed into Charlotte's throat and the vibration of her moan forced Nicole to switch from her neck to her mouth, catching the smell of perfume and talcum powder on the way up.  The sensation of their lips connected silenced her for a short time before Charlotte's tongue running over her bottom lips had Nicole moaning into her lover's mouth.

She immediately released her and covered Charlotte's mouth with a mahogany hand.

"We have to be quiet" Nicole warned, breathless in her quickness. Charlotte's hands were too busy plucking at her wiry curls to care for her warning. She sharply slapped her fingertips against her hands and she pulled her hands away.

"Charlotte, I mean it" she tried to emphasise when Charlotte licked her palm and Nicole flinched away in disgust, sending the other girl into a breathless stream of giggles.

"Why have you always got to be so gross?" Nicole asked, wiping her hand on her cardigan and forcing her mouth onto Charlotte's to shut her up. A mahogany hand intertwined with an ivory one and the contact had never felt so right.

They shouldn't be doing this but it was becoming routine. Finding quiet, secluded corners to indulge in whatever they were becoming. Melting into each other like cream into chocolate. 

They knew it was wrong.

Charlotte knew her parents would never approve. They had never approved of her looking at boys, let alone this. She couldn't imagine how her father would react to her relationship with Nicole. Probably just send her away to a boarding school somewhere to try and 'teach the gay out of you'. Her mother would probably still drink herself to death with guilt.

Nicole knew that her mother would disown her for such a behaviour. She was a God-fearing woman and that would be all the evidence she needed for rejecting her only daughter. Maybe hitting her for her blasphemy on the way out. Possibly on the way in too. Probably disown her again for loving a white girl.

Their lips moved together like clockwork, Charlotte's tongue asking for entrance again and Nicole accepted, opening her mouth and tasting her like she didn't remember the taste. She always did. Coffee and mint.