Notwithstanding it being more than uncomfortable being the only one who seemed able to foresee Veronica's temper tantrum happening before the bottle stopped spinning, it wasn't lost on Toni how attractive the host of the evening was in that red, silk dress.
She kept her voice null even when Jughead had darted warning signs out of his eyes at her as the redhead approached her in the sexiest saunter Toni had everseen. She had only heard a snippet about Cheryl Blossom prior to the evening from Jughead, but other than being disgustingly wealthy and hating the Southside, Toni didn't have much to go on. Let alone time to try to decipher how much of an atrocity it would be if she really went through with this as Cheryl made her way towards the sans jacket Serpent. It quickly became apparent in just the way that she moved, that this creature stalking towards her got what she wanted whether anyone liked it or not, and that body, oh, that body wasn't something Toni was going to say no to. So as the sapphic Blossom reached out her hand to take Toni's, the Serpent stood, easily sliding her hand into Cheryl's. She ignored the grunt coming from Jughead's direction, eyes glued to the curves that were leading her away from closely watching eyes.
In spite of the music and sure rumor mill churning below them, it was almost peacefully quiet at the top of the stairs in Thistlehouse, and even a little bit warmer as they approached Cheryl's room. It should have been awkward, the two strangers walking hand in hand in dead silence to go and make-out for the first time, in a room in a freaking mansion, but somehow the sexual tension in just the way their hands were cupped together, infused with the taboo idea of what they were doing spurred the pair further.
Sure, at first Cheryl had less than honorable intentions for luring Veronica into the den to watch her spin the bottle and leave with someone-- anyone other than her at the beginning of this, but as the new girl shut her bedroom door behind them and the redhead finally turned and locked eyes with Toni, she raised an eyebrow with all new interest.
"So, new girl--"
"My name's, Toni." The shorter girl confidently interrupted the redhead with a challenging smirk on her lips. "In case you'll be needing that later."
Before Cheryl could wrap her head around the bold statement, her back had landed with a graceful thud against her mattress. Toni bit her lip at the sight of long, gorgeous locks of fire spread around the glowing Queen of Thistlehouse. Arm propped up against the bed frame, Toni looked down to find desire burning in the eyes of her counterpart, a warmth running up her spine. It only urged her closer to the edge of the bed. Her left knee caused the mattress to dip on Cheryl's side, her right leg swinging over the other girl's body until she was effectively straddling Cheryl entirely.
Unknown to Toni it was uncharacteristic how silent Cheryl was being in this moment, but the redhead's body language was screaming under Toni's weight. Pale hands found purchase on the brunettes hips, locking them into position. The pink haired girl leaned down until her lips were just inches from cherry red, "Seven minutes and you'll never be able to forget my name."
A burst of heat shot through Cheryl's body at the show of power radiating from Toni. With Veronica, a move like that would only push Cheryl to retaliate in order to regain control. But with this girl who'd she'd only known for a few minutes, it was something Cheryl had to succumb to due to lack of control; lack of power. It didn't make the Blossom feel as though she needed to calculate an answer or chess move to win. If crashing her lips against Toni's caused her to lose, being powerless for the first time in her life didn't feel like losing at all.
Cheryl's nails dug into Toni's side the closer the smaller girl lowered herself between her hips. Their mouths had fallen into perfect sync with each others, the push and pull of lips and teeth, Cheryl helplessly being washed away in the sensation. Toni's tongue traced Cheryl's plump bottom lip, the redhead not fighting to keep her jaw tight and instead instinctively letting the girl in. She tasted of beer and spice that was something Cheryl had never experienced before. Her hips bucked up into Toni's, creating a groan to grow deep in the darker girl's throat. Toni pushed back harder in response, deepening their kiss, hands traveling into red hair to hold Cheryl still. She tightened her grip on Cheryl's hair and that's just about when the River Vixen lost her mind. Red lips moaned into Toni's, her back arching dangerously off the bed.
