From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 5th, 2011 11:40 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum nodded shakily, never breaking her eyes from Mackenzie's as she spoke. She wanted to make it clear that she was, for all intents in purposes, all right with this. She should have known it was inevitable, no matter how much she protested, she wanted the older girl. Mackenzie herself, as far as Tatum knew, always got what she wanted. If they had this mutual attraction, Mackenzie had all these feelings, and as much as Tatum tried to hold herself under control, things were bound to happen. The blonde was still that brave girl who had seemingly saved her whole world in freshman year, been her hero from then on, and she owed it to the blonde to let at least some of her true affection shine through. Maybe if they got this out of their systems, they could just move on with their lives again for a while before it happened again. They'd be back to their routine.

She could go back to adoring Frankie tomorrow, and she would never speak of this again except possibly under the threat of death. But tonight, she was Mack's.

"I d-don't know if I can stop," the redhead managed, caught in another rough kiss that shut her eyes almost instantly. There was so much that needed to be said through the kiss, and Tatum felt sloppy and inexperienced. Mack was, after all, only the third girl that she had ever even kissed. And one of the other two kisses had been so long ago, she wasn't sure grade-school kisses even counted. She tried her best, occasionally pulling at the older girl's lip again, knowing now that she quite enjoyed that one.

The hand sliding up her shirt distracted her from obsessing over the kiss, as she broke it off, panting briefly before starting it up again, more desperate this time as she arched against the older girl. She felt the hand cup her breast, and she gasped slightly into the kiss, lifting her back a little off of the bed and into the other girl's grip. She had never been told she was in control before, and she didn't even know where to begin.

"Here," she breathed quietly, their kiss broken again, Tatum licking her lips slightly. Her head still felt a little dizzy with the urgency of it all, and she found herself impatient as she reached down and grabbed the bottom of Mackenzie's hoodie, yanking it up roughly and exposing the blonde girl's bare stomach. "Off," she instructed, still breathless, as she continued her task of trying to haul the garment from her friend's body.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 5th, 2011 02:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie let out a soft moan as Tatum bit her lip again, digging her nails into the girls soft skin lightly. She was extremely glad Tatum couldn’t stop at this point because she was pretty sure that she would die of blue balls if the redhead called it off. “God Tatum,” she gasped, her head swimming. She wasn’t really sure if she could remember her own name right now. “You’re driving me crazy.”

She grinned as she felt the girl arch up to her touch, this was honestly blowing her mind. It was one of her favorite past times, making girls make those kind of noises, and the fact that it was Tatum was even better. It meant a lot more to her this time, this wasn’t just screwing some girl. This was making love to her best friend, it was a completely different ball game.

It surprised her when she felt the girl pull up her sweatshirt roughly, they had always joked about Tatum being a sexual deviant secretly but Mackenzie hadn’t thought she’d be that forward. The blonde thought it was totally hot, especially the way she had ordered her to take off her sweatshirt. She leaned back a little, lifting her arm’s and shimmying out of the over sized hoodie. She shivered slightly as the cool air in the room hit her over heated skin. She paused for a moment, looking down at Tatum and biting her lip. For the first time in her life, she felt slightly self conscious of her body.

“Your turn,” she said quietly, tugging Tatum’s shirt up her body gently. A small blush crept across her cheeks, when the hell did she get so shy?

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 5th, 2011 02:46 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum was mostly just in a state of shock. Propping herself up on her elbows as Mack leaned back, she watched closely as the blonde pulled the hoodie off and discarded in somewhere. She hoped her mouth wasn't hanging open or something, but she wasn't really sure either way. Mack looked good, better than Tatum would have even imagined. The older girl had teased her before, threatening to change or strip down in front of her a thousand times in the past, but this was nothing of the same caliber.

Mackenzie Dubinsky was topless. And in her lap.

When it came to real breasts, this was only the second pair she had ever seen. She could hold her own when it came to came to being one of the boys, she had just as much porn hanging around her computer as any one of her fellow bros, but this was completely different, it was real life. This was not only a real girl, but her best friend of all girls.

She snapped out of her daze, eyes only slightly large in the darkness, when Mack spoke to her. Her gaze shifted, from chest to face, and the younger girl managed a nervous little smile. "W-What?" the redhead asked, shifting slightly as her friend began to tug at her shirt as well.

Shit, that was right. When girls had sex with you, you had to be naked too. That was kind of part of the whole deal. Tatum would have much preferred a one-sided exchange, she was more than content to lay back on her elbows and watch Mackenzie as she sat on her half undressed, but the blonde seemed to have other plans.

"Don't like.. f-fucking laugh," she managed, though she did move herself upright, sitting up a bit better in order to squirm her way out of the tee. Once it was off, she gave Mack a momentarily serious look, before reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra after just a few minutes of fumbling. Lesbian or not, those things were a really annoying obstacle to overcome sometimes. At least she had an easier time with her own than she did with Frankie's. It was only luck that the brunette rarely wore one.

She swallowed thickly, bracing herself for laughter, a weird look, something negative. Her eyes searched Mack's face in the way the older girl had done to her earlier, looking for something from her, a sign that this wasn't just a big joke. She was putting her relationship on the line, damaging it terribly, and she couldn't turn back now. If Mack laughed at her now, she didn't know what she would do. Things were too far now.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 5th, 2011 03:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)

“Your shirt,” Mackenzie clarified, pulling it up a little further. Her brain wasn’t quite functioning right, every little bit of skin that was exposed was slowly killing her. She wanted to just rip the shirt of the girl, they could fix it later. That wouldn’t be taking it easy however, and she figured that the ripping each other’s clothes off could wait for another time. “Off,” she said firmly.

She watched intently as Tatum sat up to take her shirt off, her breath catching in her throat as the redhead rid herself of the offending garment. She was pretty sure that her eye’s were as big as saucers as they dragged slowly down the girl’s bare torso. How could she possibly laugh at the redhead? She was breathtaking, Mackenzie was at a slight loss for words for a moment. She gnawed on her lip as she watched Tatum remove her bra, a smile creeping over her face as it was finally out of the way.

“You’re gorgeous Tat,” She said in a low voice her eyes glued to the younger girl. She felt like those words couldn’t even do the girl justice. She raked her eyes over the other girl’s body again, god, it was so nice. “Oh my fucking god, you’re so beautiful. I could never laugh at you.”

She broke herself from her trance and leaned forward to kiss the redhead. She snaked her arms around the girls body and pulled her against her own. She moaned against the redhead’s lips as their bare skin made contact, her brain practically exploding with sensory overload. The redhead’s skin was so soft, so smooth, Mackenzie couldn’t get enough of it against hers. She pressed her hips into the redhead’s, tangling her right hand with Tatum’s. Her other hand pressed firmly against Tatum’s now exposed breast, massaging it lightly.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 6th, 2011 04:34 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Some part of her knew that she should have stopped right there, drawn the line and been done with it. Things had already come too far, and despite the haze of lust that was fucking up her brain, she was still feeling that tugging guilt of the whole thing. Just as soon as her brain would begin to settle and dwell, Mack would do something else and she'd forget what she had even been thinking about besides the sensations in her body. Soon enough, that was seeming to take over her whole mind. Their eyes would meet, and she'd feel that skip in her pulse again, swallowing hard as she listened to the blonde speak.

Everything she was saying, it brought those uncomfortable feelings into her stomach again, right in the pit. She couldn't possibly mean those things, and even if she did, she shouldn't be saying them. They were just meant to be best friends, none of this was part of the deal, but here they were. Just as Mack had realized earlier, she knew there was nothing to do but go forward.

"Shut up," she managed to murmured sheepishly, just a hint of a frown on her lips before Mack was kissing her again, and she was arching her whole body back into the other girl's arms. It felt like reflex now, her arms looping Mack's neck again and holding on, holding them close together. She dropped her hand, Mack's fingers tangling with her own, and she immediately squeezed back, shivers trailing down her spine as Mack's hips pressed against her. It definitely wasn't helping that dull ache she was trying desperately to ignore in her shorts. Goddamnit.

She let out a little moan, breaking their kiss hastily as Mack's hand moved over her breast. She moved her free hand, shorts nails nigging briefly into Mackenzie's closest shoulder. Her hips were moving again, making those desperate arches even as she tried to stop herself. The waistband, already a bit loose from wear, was already sliding over her hipbones, almost to the top of her legs. This was getting too far, but she still couldn't find words to say it.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 6th, 2011 06:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

This was insane, Mackenzie couldn’t think of another work to describe what was transpiring in the room right now. She had attached her mouth to the redhead’s neck again after breaking their kiss for air, still careful to not leave any marks. Just light bites and sucks here and there. She wanted to feel the redhead dig her nails into her skin again, she’d never pegged Tatum as a scratcher, or they type to allow things to go this far with her, but that was beyond the point. It had made the dull ache between her legs even worse.

In the back of her mind she was still worried that Tatum really didn’t want this, even though she had told the redhead that she was in control, would Tatum really stop her? She desperately wanted to ask if it was really okay for her to do this, she was so afraid of hurting Tatum. She was cheating on her girlfriend for her, it was extremely selfish of Mackenzie to want her to do this.

Tatum could have stopped it though, she could have stopped it several times when Mack had voiced her an option. She could have stopped it when Mackenzie had told her she was going to kiss her, and even now as Mackenzie trailed her mouth over the redhead’s chest, she could have told Mackenzie to stop. It took two to tango, as the old saying went, Mackenzie figured she may as well stop obsessing over making the wrong move and at least enjoy herself. If they were really going to do this she wanted it to be perfect, this was so much more than just a hook up to her.

Removing her hand from Tatum’s breast, she slid it down to the girl’s shorts. They had slid dangerously low thanks to Tatum’s actions and Mackenzie wasn’t sure how much longer she could stand to let them remain on the redhead. Unless of course, the girl decided to stop this. Squeezing the redhead’s hip, digging her nails in lightly, she moved back up to Tatum’s lips and pressed a chaste kiss on them. “Can I?” She asked breathlessly, tugging at the waist band of the shorts to convey what she wanted. Her heart was pounding in her chest, she rested her forehead on Tatum’s again, waiting for an answer.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 7th, 2011 04:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

There was no sense in trying to turn around now, she might as well just abandon the idea of it, Tatum decided as soon as Mackenzie's forehead rested against her own. She had felt the hand slide down her body, hovering just still over the edge of the shorts, seeming to electrify the skin there. She swallowed thickly, and tried to gather her thoughts, figure out what to do next, but then Mack was speaking to her and she was looking into the older girl's eyes, their faces and lips just a mere few moments apart.

The squeeze on her hip brought another low moan out of her, her chest heaving a little against the blonde above her, and the hand on her shoulder tensing up again. Her nails dug digger as Mack dragged her own over her hipbone, which immediately sent a shiver right down the redhead's whole body. It wasn't fair, Mack seemed to know all of the tricks, and she felt fumbly and inadequate beside her. But she still didn't want to stop. What had come over her? This was supposed to be just a chill night, and now everything was out of control, and why was she loving that so much?

It was sort of like being in a movie or something, it was exciting. Her heart had been pounding the whole time, so hard she thought it might get loose. She could see the thrill in an affair.

"G-Go ahead," Tatum murmured back, managing an only slightly embarrassed smile in return as Mack gave another tug at her shorts. "Don't laugh," she warned again, although by now, she didn't think Mackenzie would. Things were too far to laugh now, the intensity in the air nearly palpable between the heavy breathing and occasional moans escaping them.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 7th, 2011 08:55 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie was pretty sure that she could never laugh at the redhead, especially not in the current situation they found themselves in. Didn't Tatum know how cute she was? Apparently she had yet to realized how attracted Mackenzie really was to her. With each inch of the redhead's skin that got exposed, she could feel her heart hammering harder in her chest.

Her hands were shaking slightly as she hooked a finger in the waistband of Tatum's shorts and pulled them down slowly. She swallowed nervously as she finally pulled the shorts away, now Tatum was just down to a pair of underwear. She didn't know where this sudden nervousness had even come from, she hadn't been this shaky since her first time with Abigail.

Letting her eyes wander over the girl once again, she bit back a smile. Suddenly her anxiety subsided, she was really in the clear with this. Besides, this was something that she was good at. She was Mackenzie Dubinsky after all, she had a reputation for a reason. Even if she had changed her ways slightly recently, her history was still intact.

"Cute underwear," She purred into Tatum's ear, teasing Tatum through the fabric. She figured she had one chance to blow the girl's mind and show her that she was the obvious choice. Not that sex was everything, but it couldn't hurt to do it better. "But I'm afraid those are gonna have to go too."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 8th, 2011 04:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum couldn't really do much except lay there, her breath hitching in her chest occasionally as Mackenzie's fingers would graze a particularly sensitive patch of skin. Once her shorts were down, and the blonde girl's fingers pressed up to her again, her nails digging into Mack's other hand slightly as she gave it a squeeze in response.

"Laundry d-day," she admitted sheepishly, smiling slowly as spoke so close against her ear, making her shiver and tremble all over again. She really would have ideally liked to be something nicer than a pair of boyshorts if she had known about any of this in advance. Her lack of foresight just left her a little embarrassed. Weren't fancy thongs and lace underwear what people were supposed to have sex in? Something like that.

She felt her stomach practically do a literal flip when Mack instructed her to lose the panties. After that, there definitely wouldn't be going any back. It would be the last straw, and as far as they were, she didn't see a reason to just call off now. It was time to go big or go home, whatever that saying was. "Kay," she whispered, untangling her fingers from Mack's hand, and lowering her hands to rest one on each hip.

Hooking her thumbs into the waist, she arched her hips up and began to slide them down slowly, finding her hands were shaking the whole time. It was hard to be so casual, try to be sexy like that, when really she was just as panicked as ever inside. She could only hope the anxiety wasn't leaking through. If this was going to happen, especially just for tonight, she wanted so bad for it to be perfect, she couldn't ruin it now.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 8th, 2011 10:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I like them," She answered simply, kissing Tatum's cheek. While girl's in frilly underwear always gave Mackenzie a kick, she loved how the underwear was just, so Tatum. The girl looked good in them anyway, she still thought it was sexy. In a very Tatum way.

She leaned back a little, giving the girl some space to wriggle out of her underwear. She was having a very hard time not ripping the underwear off as she watched Tatum inch them down slowly. She watched the girl's hands as the underwear reached the knee and noticed that they were shaking slightly.

Once the underwear was removed, Mackenzie leaned back in and gave the redhead a soft kiss. She didn't want her to be nervous, she knew what kind of anxieties the girl struggled with. She just had to reassure the younger girl, it was part of her job as the girl's protector.

"Don't be nervous," she said quietly, cupping the girl's cheek and looking into her eyes. She drew tiny circles across her cheek, giving it a soft squeeze. "I think you're perfect Tat, you're so gorgeous. You have nothing to worry about, okay? You've already blown my mind tonight."

She kissed the redhead softly again, letting her hand run down her neck and continue down her body. She snuggled into Tatum's side as her hand slid between the redhead's legs, fingers pressing up against her. Her heart was pounding against her chest as she swirled her fingers around Tatum, she was pretty sure she could die happy now.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 10th, 2011 06:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Easier s-said than done," she replied softly, managing a shaky little smile as her cheek was cupped, leaning her head into it a little bit. She wanted to be reassured, and Mack's next words did just the trick. She could do this, she wanted to do this, and it was going to happen. Any anxieties that she had about Frankie, about the next day, about everything, would just have to wait for a little while longer. She was sure, in the harsh light of day, maybe she'd think of this differently. But right now, she just wanted Mack and Mack wanted her.

"Trying not to l-like, over-think this," the redhead murmured, leaning her head up a bit to meet Mackenzie eagerly in the kiss, shivering at the hand moving over her neck and then to her body. She hoped she wasn't shaking as badly as she felt like she was, especially as the blonde's hand found it's destination, slipping easily between her thighs. She groaned a little into the kiss, teeth pulling slightly on the taller girl's lower lip again.

Her own heart was pounding away, just about crawling up her throat and out of her mouth at any moment. It was hard to believe this was happening, but she had lost any desire to stop, to think it through. It was what it was, and she was going to let it just play out. Enjoying herself was all she could do.

Hips lifting again, legs spreading a bit further despite herself, Tatum broke away from the kiss and moved her lips to Mack's neck, leaving a series of desperately short kisses along it, working up along her jawline. "Y-You ready?" she whispered, licking her lips briefly before continuing her kissing, sucking lightly at the blonde girl's throat.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 10th, 2011 08:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She couldn’t help but chuckle a little at Tatum’s confession, of course the little redhead would be over thinking this. When did Tatum ever just shut off her mind and let things happen? “Don’t think,” She mumbled against the other girl’s lips. “Just feel. Everything will work out just fine.”

Mackenzie bit back a moan as she felt the redhead sucking on her neck, she was pretty much ready to rip her own sweat pants off. She had however given Tatum the reigns on this whold ordeal and didn’t want to freak her out. It was all about making the other girl feel comfortable and happy, it always had been. She tilted her head back slightly, giving the redhead better access.

“Yeah,” she managed to stammer out. The redhead’s lips were making it hard for her to really focus on what question she was even answering. She could feel herself quivering slightly, this girl was surely going to kill her. At least it would be a happy death. “I’m ready, are you?” She pressed her fingers a little bit lower, giving her question a bit of context.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 11th, 2011 12:11 am (UTC)		(Link)

"J-Just feel," Tatum echoed against the older girl's neck, smiling a little and nipping at it again. "I like that," she sighed. It was really the best advice in a situation like this. If she let her brain really start concentrating on what was happening, she'd probably just freak out or something. She totally needed to let herself go and feel. She couldn't argue that.

She smiled when Mack's head tilted back, and she moved her mouth up, sucking more urgently at the blonde girl's throat. "One m-more thing," the redhead murmured, taking a quick breath and moving both of her hands down, resting them on Mackenzie's hips. Her thumbs rubbed over the blonde's hipbones, as if hesitating for a moment while Tatum thought it over, before the redhead's fingers hooked into the waistband of the sweat pants, beginning to slide them down and out of the way.

The younger girl felt sort of embarrassed, knowing she was blushing furiously in the darkness, had been for what felt like hours now. She hoped Mack didn't think she was being too forward, but she somehow doubted she would. They both wanted this, and the time for waiting around was over. Once the blonde's sweat pants were down enough, one of Tatum's hands moved back up, snaking between them, nails grazing over Mack's stomach crookedly.

"R-Ready," she confirmed, her lips pressing into the blonde girl's neck again, kissing their way down to her shoulder, her face pressing in there slightly. She let out a little moan, unable to hold it back, when Mack's fingers pressed into her. She arched a little against the touch, urging her. The hand slid further down Mack's stomach, tickling her naval.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 11th, 2011 12:56 am (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie bit back another moan as the redhead sucked at her neck more ugently. She didn't even care if the girl left a mark, it wasn't like anyone would know it was her anyway. They'd most likely assume it was just another one of Mackenzie's conquests. She liked the idea of redhead marking her though, she liked it a lot.

When she felt the girl rub over her hip bones she shuddered slightly, not protesting in the slightest when her sweatpants were pulled down. She kicked them off the rest of the way, not caring where the fell. She didn't need them anymore, they could chill with her sweatshirt, where ever that went.

Sighing in pleasure as she felt Tatum's fingers slide over her stomach, she pressed her fingers into the redhead. Moving in and out of the girl steadily increasing her speed, she nuzzled into the crook of the girl's neck, a small smile on her face. She knew they had to be quiet, Frankie was right next door, but she enjoyed the noises she was causing the girl to make.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 11th, 2011 01:32 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum was pretty sure there was no way her brain was able to keep up with the reality of this situation. Not to mention all of the sensations that she needed to take in. With the sweat pants finally kicked off and gone, landing where ever the heat of the moment took them, there was nothing left between them. Just skin on skin, making the redhead's breathing slightly ragged. Was she really naked? With Mackenzie, of all girls? Did Mack realize what she looked like? Again, Tatum reminded herself that things like this didn't just happen to girls like her. The blonde was absolutely gorgeous.

Only slightly self-conscious, and still shaking a little, Tatum used her free hand to grab the blanket from earlier, at least covering them up slightly. If anyone walked in, a lot of good the blanket would do, but it still calmed her nerves.

It made her more able to focus on just feeling.

She tried to hold back making any more sudden noises, but she moaned loudly as soon as Mackenzie's fingers pushed into her, making her legs tremble. Her cheeks felt hotter than ever. "F-Fuck," she gasped quietly, head turning aside a bit as Mack nuzzled against her. It was hard to stay quiet, worse and worse with each movement of the blonde's fingers inside of her, and she found herself biting her cheek roughly.

This really wasn't helping to slow down the pounding of her heart, but she was pretty sure it would be beating like this for the next week anyway. It was intense. Her hand, which had tensed and frozen momentarily on Mack's stomach when the blonde had slid into her, now seemed to remember what it had been doing.

Moving down further still, her fingers were still shaking as they were slipping between Mackenzie's thighs and making the younger girl groan again. Mostly in anticipation. "Y-You sure feel ready," the redhead teased, surprising even herself, and feeling herself flushing more furiously.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: June 11th, 2011 06:12 am (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie couldn't help but let out a small groan as she felt the other girl's body vibrate with a loud moan. It was turning her on like crazy, along with everything else the redhead was doing to her. Especially now that her sweat pants were off, the complete skin on skin contact was causing her body to heat up.

She let out a small gasp that dropped into a low moan as she felt the redhead's hand slip between her legs. She pressed herself into Tatum's hand a little, god did she want the redhead.

"You just have that effect on me, baby," she muttered breathlessly into the other girl's ear. She was slightly shocked at Tatum's words, but that only made her want the redhead more. She seemed so asexual usually.

Kissing the girl's neck softly, she worked her way down to the redhead's collar bone, nipping at her shoulder. She could hear the girl's heart pounding as she plunged her finger's deeper into the redhead, curling them slightly, searching for a certain spot.