sexual tension (g!p)

J & B : broadway ain't dead yet

Chapter Summary

Bea is a badass but secretly a sweetheart and she asks Jho out on a date. When they’re making out and Jho feels something that shouldn’t be there and gets more aggressive. basically, submissive g!pBea and dominant!Jho with lots of dirty talk.

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Jho was on her way out of the bookstore, struggling between the books that she just bought and the push button to open the door when she felt the amount of books in her arms lessen. She turned to see a familiar face, dressed in familiar ripped jeans, hair in a messy pony tail, and a black ‘Broadway ain’t dead yet’ shirt.

“Hey Jho.” Bea greeted with a small half-smile.  “Tulungan na kita diyan.”

“Bea. I never thought I’d find you here, in a bookstore of all places.”

“I like to read sometimes.” Bea shrugged as she pushed the door open with her back, holding it for Jho and then following her to her car.

“Not as much as you though. You read a lot.” Jho chuckled and unlocked the door to her car.

“You’re sweet for helping me with my books, Bei.”

“H-hindi ako cute! I’m badass!” Bea argued, making Jho laugh all the more.

“You just proved my point.” Jho carefully placed her books in the trunk and slammed it shut.

“Salamat talaga. How can I repay you?” The self-proclaimed badass fidgeted with the hem of her shirt.

“Hmm, how about a date? You and me, mamayang gabi.” Bea offered Jho a tiny half smile, and the blonde couldn’t help but find her so damn cute.

“Sige, what time?” Bea blinked a few times.

“Talaga? You’d go on a date with me?” Jho giggled and fluttered her eyelashes at Bea.

“Bakit, you didn’t think I’d say yes?” With a blush, Bea ducked her head.

“Well, yeah… But since you said yes, tonight at seven?” Jho winked.

“You got it.”

“Oh f-fuck…” Bea struggled to open the door to her apartment, what with Jho’s lips latched onto her neck, sucking and nibbling on her pulse point until a searing mark was left. Jho’s hands were up in her shirt, fingers tracing her belly button, the vague outline of her abs, and the underside of her breasts.

Once Bea managed to open the door, they stumbled in, Jho pressing Bea up
against the door.

“You feel so good…” Jho murmured, her nails running against Bea’s back as she nibbled and sucked on her lips

“Nngh, oh god, Jho" Bea whimpered and scraped her fingers against the sliver of skin that peeked out of Jho’s shirt as she pushed her on the couch.

Bea kissed down Jho’s jaw and suckled on her neck while she ran her hands all over her abs. Jho’s thigh pressed in between her legs, and the loudest groan escaped her throat.

“O-oh.. Ano yan?” Jho asked as she looked up, wide-eyed, at Bea. She was now blushing and stuttering in an attempt to find an excuse as to what could be in her pants. Jho reached down and palmed the bulge with her insistent hand.

“Ito… Ano ba ito?”

“Nnnnngh.. Wala!” Bea whimpered, trying to move away. But Jho was stronger. She grabbed Bea by the waist and threw her down on the couch and straddled Bea’s thighs as shepalmed it. When Jho felt it twitch, she knew exactly what it was.