“How… much do you want of me and you?” She asked.
“You said it first.”
Lina closed her eyes and grimaced, considering. Her smile was a little tighter when it came back, but her eyes were brave.
“Okay. Okay, I planned for this,” she said, taking deep breaths. “God, I’m gonna sound like an absolute dickhead if you’re not on board…”
Cin was getting real nervous. A heavy pit of anxiety in her stomach radiated to her limbs, fingers drumming uncontrollably on Lina’s thigh
She tried to fight it down. She and Lina were samebrain. What she said would be good. It had to be.
“I’m not talking like… girlfriends,” she said with a wince. Cin forced away her own. She’d hear her out.
Lina forced a big smile. “I think I’m talking better! Like, Jesus, Cin, if I was a ‘The One’ kind of girl, you’d be it, for sure, but… but I’m not. But I think, I think that part of the reason this could work is I don’t think you are either!”
She was gaining steam, and the way she was bouncing in Cin’s lap was distracting.
“I think that we can be best friends. I think we can fuck like animals. I think we can turn our cute little RA into a fuckpet together–”
“Hey, I actually like her!”
“Oh, I like her too, sweetie. Don’t assume fuckpet is derogatory, she’ll be very happy. But I think you and I can double team the baddest bitches on campus, wingmanning each other until there's so many baby bumps around Gock U it looks like Nick Cannon’s been in the neighborhood!”
“... are you a lesbian with a breeding kink?”
“Abso-fuckin’-lutely! And I’m gonna use your phat girlcock to explore.”
“So, to parse all this… I think I’m okay being fuck-besties. At least for now. I don’t know if I’m a ‘The One’ kind of girl, don’t know how I could without some more experience. I am ABSOLUTELY down to crush clam with you; I barely even got my dick touched with Renee and it was a fucking blast. I am much less okay with what sounds a bit like reproductive coercion.”
“Oh fuck you Cin I’m a feminist, I’m not talking about coercion. I saw those highlight reels from tryouts yesterday. Give it two months, after Gock U is #1 in the rankings thanks to you, and you’ll have women knocking down the goddamn door to get some of that superhero spunk out of those big, beautiful balls.”
“Not a very gay thing to say.”
“Sue me! Gayness is a rainbow and I’m every color.”
They laughed for a while at that, before Cin forced her face to stay just a little harder.
“And what if, down the line, I find out I am a ‘The One’ kind of girl, and that One is you?”
Lina’s eyes were pleading.
“Then I promise we will try, Cin. I do. But… you remember yesterday, when you were joking around about my exes, about how I deserved better? They deserved better Cin, I’m just… I’m not that faithful.”
Cin nodded, not judging. She definitely knew that about Lina. The girl loved love, and was very prone to having too much fun. This felt like her legitimately trying to stop anyone from getting hurt.
It wouldn’t work, but it might work well enough for Cin.
“So. I’d come home to you, hang out with you, spend more time with you than anyone else, probably, and…”
Lina scowled. “Shit, Cin you can call me your girlfriend if you want, I just–”
Cin laughed, pulling Lina’s face to her chest. “Relax, Lina. I’m fucking with you, I like what you’re saying.”
She pulled her head back, gazing deep into her eyes, the softest their slate-grey had ever looked.
“The only thing I really wanna call you is Mine.”
Lina surged forward, pushing Cin back with a sloppy kiss that was nothing but passion and gratitude. When it ended an eternity later, she lay on Cin’s chest, finger tracing a heart around her nipple.
“Yeah?”
“I want a partner who could walk into a room, see me in bed with another girl, and instead of getting angry, she fucks both of us so hard, owns us so completely, that by the end it wouldn’t matter if I was cheating or not. It’d feel like both of us had been hers from the start.”
Cin’s cock might as well have been a dowsing rod, for how well it showed the world how much she liked that idea.
“I could do that,” she said, and decided to prove it to Lina just one more time this morning.
Lina’s nails dug rent into Cin’s back as she rode rolling orgasms, recovering just in time to notice Cin was there as well.
She locked her legs around Cin’s hips, holding her deep, and pulled herself up to her ear, whispering; “In me baby, claim me… either that pill works or I’m not gonna get any more pregnant.”
Cait’s laugh caught in her throat as her own arrival overpowered it.
Every time Lina came on her cock, she’d marveled at how it felt like it was trying to suck her balls out through her dickhole. Obviously, gross metaphor aside, that felt fucking amazing.
But when she was actually cumming like Lina’s pussy hoped she was?
Her vision whited out, and Cin heard herself whining like a dog as she filled her best friend up and over capacity.
“Ah! Aaaaahhhh!” Cin all but screamed, arms shaking, then failing, sending her falling forward onto Lina.
A blast of warm, sticky baby batter washed over her balls, as her body pushed it out of the little tent it had made in Lina’s tummy.
Beneath her, Lina was still trembling as well, breathing hard, half laughing, half panting.
“How… how is it so good every time?” She groaned, stroking Cin’s hair, cradling her head into her neck. “We’re gonna get expelled for absenteeism in our first semester…”
“I, hah, I cannot believe how much better it is to finish inside you. I mean just… wow….”
“Uh-uh!” Lina scolded, pushing at Cin’s shoulders. “Do not fall asleep inside me again! That can’t be good for you, and your next class is actually important.”
Afterglow Cin was so touched that Lina had memorized her schedule it brought a tear to her eye.
“Oh thank god,” Lina teased. “It would be so embarrassing if I was the only one that cried after sex.”
“Fuck you, it’s just nice, it’s just–” Cin sobered up mid sentence. “Oh, fuck, you’re right. Goddamn that’s embarrassing.”
“Kinda cute though,” Lina cooed, and Cin was just fine being cute if it meant Lina stroked her hair like that some more.
After another blissful minute, she groaned, did a pushup, and hopped out of bed.
Lina whistled like she hadn’t been seeing Cin naked for that last… over half a goddamn day, now.
“Never stop that,” Cin said, with a beaming smile. She really did appreciate the stroke to her ego. “So, uh, you’re right, I do have class…”
Lina looked over the cum stained wreckage of their room before turning her gaze flatly at Cin.
Cin just smiled, innocent as a nun.
“Ugh fine, I don’t have anything ‘till three. I’ll clean up. You shower. Your amazing body is disgusting and covered in three girls’ fluids.”
“Thank youuuuuu!” Cin called, grabbing a fluffy robe off the coat rack by the door and heading towards the showers.
Feeling fucking great, she kicked open the doors to the little boys room, and–
A metallic clattering from one of the stalls, followed soft curses.
“Shit, someone’s here! Gotta go boys!” A female voice whispered furtively, and Cin’s brain went into overdrive. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
See, when people said Cin was smart, they were right, but usually not in the way they thought.
She wasn’t any better at understanding quantum physics, couldn’t solve complicated equations with any more accuracy than the next girl.
What she did, was reach the same conclusion someone else might, only blindingly quickly.
Metal falling, maybe plastic too, equipment? Female voice, boys room. Saying goodbye?
Cin grinned ear to fucking ear.
“Don’t stop on my account,” she called. “A girl’s gotta make money somehow.”
“Fuck!” A pause, and the girl continued in a frankly terrible impression of a man; “Yo bitch, you know this is the boy’s room, right?”
“Yeah, and I’m a chick with a fat dick, I prefer emasculating dudes to scaring girls.”
“Apparently n– no I’m not inviting her i– *ding* …. How much? Still no!”
“Happy to co-star!” Cin called. “Literally haven’t seen a girl here yet below a seven, so those are dice I’m willing to roll, sight unseen.”
“I’m not– ugh, fuck it. Just leave me alone!”
“Nah, still gonna shower. You’re welcome to keep up your little camshow, or get out of here while I’m busy. Promise I won’t peek.”
“... I don’t believe you.”
Her voice was really cute. Oh, it was high, annoying, porny, but there was a reason girls did that. It worked on people like Cin.
“I wouldn’t either,” Cin chuckled. She stepped into a stall and turned on the water, raising her voice to be heard over its flow. “Not lying though. Figuring out who you are is gonna be such a fun mystery.”
*ding*ding*ding*
“Ugh, fine, I’ll ask.”
*ding*
“Who are you?”
Cin laughed again, not skimping on the sex.
“You’ll figure it out eventually. And you’ll be begging me to be on that stream.”
“That’s the most arrogant thing I’ve ever heard!”
*ding*ding*ding* *ding*ding*ding*ding*
“No! Send as much money as you want, I am not asking her to ‘bully me’!!!!”
Cin busted a fucking gut, loud and cruel enough the next room over could probably hear it.
“You– okay. Show’s over boys.”
Cin heard the sound of equipment being gathered, a towel being used, then hesitation.
“I really wasn’t lying,” she called. “I could walk into your stall whenever I wanted.”
A tiny growl of frustration, then wet footsteps stomped out of the shower room.
Maybe she’d lied a little. She didn’t look, not really, but her shower had a face mirror, angled just behind her.
All she caught was a flash of pink hair.