She Loves Control

New Rules

A/N: I'm totally putting off the smut chapterrr

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Camila opened her apartment door, Dinah giggling over a joke she'd made seconds before. Camila waited until Dinah had slightly wobbled her way inside before slamming the door shut.

"Woah Walz.. take it easy." Dinah grinned, walking over to the sofa and sitting down heavily.

"Dinah Jane Hansen." Camila said slowly, coming to stand in front of Dinah who frowned up at her.

"Uh oh." Dinah mumbled.

"Yes. Uh oh." Camila growled lightly.

"What did I do?" Dinah sighed dejectedly.

"You fucking twat-blocked me." Camila snapped, rubbing her forehead frustratedly. Dinah's frown deepened as her words sunk in.

"But... you were only with Lauser... I couldn't have... unless-" Dinah suddenly cut herself off with a loud gasp.

"YOU WERE GONNA SLEEP WITH LAUREN!" Dinah yelled. Camila rolled her eyes and smacked Dinah's arm as she collapsed on the sofa next to her.

"I was trying to." Camila grumbled.

"But you've already slept with her." Dinah whispered, hiccuping at the end of her sentence. Okay maybe she was drunker than she thought.

"And I kind of wanted to do it again if someone hadn't interrupted." Camila muttered.

"But... but you don't do that." Dinah whispered, eyes wide as Camila looked at the blank TV.

"Well I want to. She's different." Camila admitted quietly. Dinah hiccuped and shook her head, suddenly clutching at it a second later.

"This is a conversation for sober Dinah." She groaned. Camila sighed and nodded, helping Dinah pass out on the sofa before heading to bed herself.

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Dinah woke up in the morning with a steady pounding in her head and the smell of coffee in front of her. She blindly grabbed the coffee and almost downed it in one.

"Ah. She wakes." Camila teased, not moving her eyes from the TV from her spot standing behind the sofa.

"Too early for sass." Dinah grumbled. Camila chuckled lightly and waited for Dinah to slowly sit up.

"You may sit." Dinah said dramatically.

"It's my apartment." Camila muttered, taking a seat next to Dinah on the sofa. "I can sit whenever."

There was the quiet of the TV as Dinah woke up and finished her coffee. Dinah put down her mug and turned to look at Camila.

"So... Lauren." Dinah said. Camila rolled her eyes, of course Dinah remembered.

"Yes?" Camila asked, trying to seem unaffected. "What about Lo?"

"You wanna sleep with her... again." Dinah said carefully. Camila, who didn't take her eyes of the TV, just nodded.

"I... no. Nope." She replied with a soft shake of her head.

"You hesitated." Dinah said softly.

"She's different." Camila started quietly, "There's just something about her. Something that I can't not want more of."

"Is it the tongue thing?" Dinah teased. Camila snorted and shook her head.

"She's... worth taking the risk." Camila said slowly, as though testing the words out on her tongue for the first time.