Summary- y/n and Camila are finding it increasingly difficult to find an opportunity to have sex when Lauren is always in the apartment, and y/n is finding it hard to come to terms with Camila's new found kink for dominance.
Warnings- swears galore, sexual relations between a minor and an adult (17 & 22), and basically this whole chapter is smutty or close to it. also a splash of a school girl kink and an almost mommy/daddy kink but like not really.
(Not proofread, sorry for any mistakes but I'm lazy)
Y/n let out a pained whine as her back connected harshly with the cupboards behind her, her mouth opening in pain and pleasure which gave the desperate brunette a perfect opportunity to slip her tongue into the younger girls mouth, massaging her tongue with her own as her finger nails clawed down the soft flesh of y/n's exposed thighs, leaving white streaks down the ample skin and eliciting a moan from deep in the younger girls throat.
Her thighs rose with goosebumps as Camila placed her down carlessly on the cool marble counter, her back arching into the cupboards painfully as her fingers clawed into the mussed brown hair in her grip, pulling the Latina impossibly closer to her before rutting her clothed hips in an attempt to connect their cores, desperate for any kind of release she could get in their limited time.
Camila bit down on her swollen bottom lip before tugging back and letting the pink flesh go with a silent 'pop', waisting no time in connecting her bruised lips with the flushed skin of y/n's cheek before kissing down her jaw and towards her neck, focusing her attention there as her fingers hooked into the belt loops of the younger girls denim shorts, using the leverage to pull her forward on the counter so their bodies were flush together, y/n's legs instinctively wrapping around Camila's slim waist.
"Stop teasing, Camila" y/n whined desperately, bucking her hips for empathise before using her tangled fingers to gently push on the Cubans head, trying to indicate what she needed silently.
Camila just laughed in return, letting her head be pushed down gently before stopping when she reached the slightly exposed flesh of y/n's cleavage. She nuzzled the breasts with her nose before traveling down the valley of her boobs and using her talented tongue to draw back up them, leaving a wet path right between her cleavage and earning another moan from the girl above her.
"But teasing you is so fun, Princess" Camila admitted, her voice hoarse from lack of use and muffled as she bit into the ample flesh of y/n's left breast, nibbling at what was left exposed from her inmodest shirt that coincidently got them in this situation in the first place.
"Lauren's going to be home soon" y/n reminded the brunette breathlessly, hoping the warning would urge her to travel farther down south but to her great dissapointment, it only earned her a chuckle as Camila palmed her clothed breasts before pulling one out of the fabric of her bra so she could connect her mouth with the hardened nipple.
Y/n moaned deliciously at the contact, tugging at the mussed hair in attempt to pull her even closer to her. She let out whispered curses when Camila bit down on the hardened bud before switching over to the other breast, pulling it out of it confines in the younger girls push-up bra to give it the same treatment as the other.
"Camila we don't have tim-" She was cut off by the sound of the front door swinging open, a quiet humming enchanting the apartment as footsteps accompanied the loud noises. Camila jumped away from the younger woman, scurrying over to the stainless steel fridge before flinging it open and wiping her swollen lips with the back of her hand, finging interest in the food in front of her.
Y/n was left to push her reddened boobs back into her bra, trying desperately to fix her shirt to cover up the love bites left on her cleavage why simultaneously jumping off of the counter and shuffling over to hop onto one of the stools placed against the island. She whipped out her phone just as Lauren entered the kitchen with a handful of grocery bags, humming a slightly familiar song as she waltzed into the room mindlessly.
