Between The Sheets: A Collection of OneShots

Sleeping Over: Part One [GxG]

Rachel Hill and I have been friends since kindergarten, when she asked if she could share my crayons. We were seniors in highschool now and nothing had changed. 

At around six, she sends me a text. Sleepover 2nite? 

Rach's parents aren't in town again and she has the house to herself. Regular kids would take the opportunity to throw house parties if they're parents werent in town but not Rach. She was quiet and wasn't comfortable at parties and prefered to stay in and watch movies with me instead. I was the one most likely to throw a party. Not Rach.

Smiling i send her a reply as soon as possible. I'll be right over.

I pack a bag of stuff and run down the stairs, tying my long blond hair into a ponytail as I run. "Mum I'm going over to Rachel's!"

My mom pops her head out of the kitchen. "all right, Jessie. Will you be sleeping over?"

"Yea, is that ok?"

"It's Friday. It's fine by me."

I kiss my mum goodnight and rushed out of the house, practically jogging over to Rach's house. She lives a few streets over, we're not exactly neighbours. It's great for us because this means that we are close enough to go over whenever we want to, but far enough that we can use each others homes as a haven whenever our families become too much to bear.

I am walking up her driveway ten minutes later, wondering what movie binge we're  going to go on this time. The last time her parents were out of town, Rach had gone to town and forced me to watch the entire Lord of the rings series. I fell asleep on her lap halfway through the second movie. Without dinner.

As I knock on her door, I hope that she doesn't plan on doing that to me again. 

The door opens immediately, as if Rach had been standing behind it and waiting for me to come up the dirveway. "Chloe!" She cries, tossing her shoulder length brown hair over her shoulder and grinning at me. Her blue eyes sparkle with happiness. "Right one time. The popcorn just dinged!"

"Excellent" i say and step into the house.  She has to look up when she tells me to go get the bowl of popcorn while she chooses the movie. I nod and watch her rush over to the living room to get everything set up. 

Rachel is short and curvy, with boobs and a butt that she refuses to show off, prefering to wear cargo pants and band tees. But I've seen in her in her bathing suit and in her underwear. I would kill for her body.

I shake my head and head over to the kitchen and pop open the microwave door. I pick up the packet of popcorn and dump its contents into a large bowl, dusting it with a little bit of salt because I know that's how Rach likes her popcorn.

When I carry the bowl into the living room, I see that rach has already made herself comfortable in her usual spot on the couch. I handed her the bowl and sat down on the other end of the couch folding my long legs underneath me. By the time the movie starts (Pretty Woman, one of Rach's all time favorites) she's eaten most of the popcorn in the bowl.

***

After a feast of Rachel's homemade burgers for dinner and about three hours of talking, we finally settle in for bed. Whenever I sleep over at Rach's, I sleep in the futon across from her bed. Her parents decided to give her a futon sofa-bed a few years ago, when we became "too old to share a bed". Personally, I don't mind sharing. Rach is small and doesnt take too much space. But it's wrong of me to assume that she's okay with sharing a bed with me, a known cover-hog. Besides, my legs take up a lot of room.

I crawl under the covers and bid her goodnight and, because I can sleep anywhere at anytime i'm out like a light.

But I wake up almost an hour later.  it's strange. I usually sleep through the night, sometimes it takes an army to wake me up for school. But for some reason I'm finding it hard to sleep tonight. There's a little itch in the back of my brain that's not letting me sleep. And it's making me cranky.

And then I hear it. A soft moan coming from Rach's genraly direction. I would leap up and check to see if everything's alright, but the moan sounded... content. Not like she was in pain or anything. I roll over slowly and quietly, not wanting to wake her in case the sound is something she does in her sleep, and from where I sleep I can now see perfectly well into her bed thanks to the light spilling in through her bedroom window, from the moon and the streetlight outside. And what I see is enough to make me freeze.

Rachel is lying down face up on her bed, legs spread wide on either side of her. She'd gone to sleep in a baggy t-shirt and panties, but was completely naked now. I can see two dark lumps of material at the foot of her bed, which I assume are her discarded clothes. One hand is at her breast, kneading and squeezing gently while the other one is pumping two fingers in and out of her sex. 

I'm frozen in shock, i dont know what to do. a part of me feels like i should look away, that i'm intruding on Rach's privacy. but a larger part of me is transfixed. She's usually so shy and reserved. She blushed furiously when she told me about her first time having sex, but she can finger herself while I'm asleep in the same room? My mind is too boggled for me to look away. 

And, the sight of it is too hot for me to look away. I'm turned on, feeling myself get wet as I watch her pump her fingers in and out of herself.

"Oh god" she moans quietly, letting go of her boob to grab her hair. her back arches slightly and her butt rises off the bed. She pumps her fingers faster, and i hear the erotic sounds of her fingers slipping against her juices and i suddenly realise how beautiful she looks bathed in the moonlight, touching herself like that. 

I feel my own sex clench, and almost unconsciously bring a hand down to my panties. 

"Chloe."

I freeze again when Rach moans my name. Did she see me move? Does she know I'm awake? Is she going to be mad? I open my mouth to answer and apologise, but she just continues. "Oh, god chloe. Fu-yes." her fingers start pumping faster and faster, and I can see she's increased the pressue. "yes, yes. Just like that chloe" she moans sensually, and i feel my heart race. "yes, yes, yes, oh god, Chloe!"

She comes, then. Shuddering and writhing on her bed in the moonlight. All I can think is how she screamed my name as she came. Was she... was she fantasising about me??

I sit up, throwing the sheet off my body, and reach up to flick on the lamp on the shelf by the futon. 

The light comes on, but Rachel's eyes are squeezed shut, and she doesn't realise. 

I clear my throat....

A/N: HEY EVERYONE. THIS IS GOING TO BE A TWO (MAYBE THREE) PART STORY. I PROMISE THAT THINGS ARE ONLY GOING TO GET BETTER FROM HERE. I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS. PLEASE DON'T BE SHY. LEAVE ME A COMMENT.