Lily/Kat- RPF- Off I go part 1/?
Title: 'Off I go
Author: izziengeorge
Pairing: Kat Prescott/Lily Loveless
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Make no money and mean no harm. This is NOT real, Lily Loveless I know you are straight (calm down girl) Kat Prescott, we both know you're a big Muffmuncher (so enjoy). But, seriously, this is a piece of fiction.
Summary: "I want slow and heavy sexual tension to build and I want a kiss that makes you want to fuck, so pull out your inner fucking lezzy and lets make some fucking magic happen. Go."
Off I Go
Kat has her tongue pierced and Lily is horribly curious as to what it would feel like, brushing over hers. Lily thinks that after six months of day to day playing her love interest that she would get the chance, but the truth is, Kat is surprisingly professional about everything they do together. At least while they’re at work, other than that, she's a terrible flirt, with everyone.
Lily thinks her curiosity would have settled down after filming, but if anything, it intensifies. Kat never takes it out now, it glints in the light during interviews and Lily finds herself staring at Kat's mouth all the fucking time. Kaya catches her once and flashes her a look that is so Effy, it stuns Lily for a moment.
So when filming begins and they’re stuck on set silently going through their lines, Lily glances up to see Kat has caught the stud in between her teeth and is softly playing with it, her face masked in concentration and Lily can't stop the words that tumble from her mouth.
"What does it feel like?" Kat's head snaps up from her script in surprise.
"What does what feel like?" Her brow furrows deeply as she looks at Lily.
"Your tongue feel like? Fuck, I mean your stud, god, your tongue stud?" Lily feels her face heat significantly as she stumbles over her words. Kat's brows jump into her hairline as her hand comes up to brush her lips.
"You've never felt it?"
Lily wants to ask her if she remembers ever putting her tongue in Lily's mouth. Because Lily would assure her she would certainly have remembered. Fuck, she thinks, wank bank would have been fueled for months.
"Well Prescott, you've never been so bold as to try slipping me some tongue." She smirks lightly as the red head chuckles.
"I'll leave it in today, yeah? Give Naomi a surprise."
They've been called to rehearse before Lily has a chance to reply, but she has no idea how to respond anyway.
Kat always has a way of making her feel off balance at the most unexpected moments.
The director sits on the fucking sofa like he's going to be watching a film, rather than two barely of age girls make out. At least he plays music, run-throughs are always bad, no matter how hard you try you can never quite be your character and without the cameras rolling it feels a lot more like it's Lily kissing Kat, than Naomi kissing Emily. The director says “action” without even looking up from his page. It's like he doesn't trust the cast to rehearse the scenes in their own time, he rarely looks up from what he's doing to say anything at all.
Lily longs for when they lay on their hotel beds, lazily flipping through scripts while a joint passes between them. Smoke trailing through the air as the room becomes a softly lit cocoon of comfort. Wrapping around Lily like a dream, Kat in the very centre of it all.
They stumble though their lines and don't even get to the kiss scene before they are stopped.
"You can't be tentative anymore, you've 'been together' all summer, this is supposed to feel sexy in a hot, savored sense, yeah? Start from the beginning."
"Ready?" Her eyes meet Kat's and she sees her tongue dart out to lick her lips, the metal catching the light briefly and Lily’s mouth goes dry, she forgets all of her lines.
"When you are?" She breathes in, out, in and out. Her hand shakes.
Kat is beautiful when she's Emily, it's when Lily likes her most, because Kathryn is usually too busy trying to hang out with all of the many friends she has, trying to be the life of the party, so much so, that lily never really sees her. But when it's just them alone and Kat just looks at her, it’s devastating, Kat’s eyes say everything she doesn't and it’s fucking beautiful. Lily can't look away. In those moments, Kat is Emily.
They go through too many takes, not giving the director what he wants.
"I want slow and heavy sexual tension to build and I want a kiss that makes you want to fuck, so pull out your inner fucking lezzy and let's make some fucking magic happen. Go."
The take is flawless; she looks at Kat's mouth as she talks, getting flashes of metal, with each one she finds herself getting a little hotter, sending Kat a hungry look that's not written in the script. When it's time to kiss, she goes right off key, kissing Kat before she's even finished her sentence, muffling the rest of her words under her surprised breath. She sighs into the kiss as Kat’s lips soften under hers, feels Kat’s hand on the back of her neck as she tugs Lily closer, trying to control the soft brush of barely open mouths. Then Lily hazily remembers Kat’s tongue ring and she thinks, fuck it.
She cups Kat’s face in her hands and brushes her tongue against Kat's lips in an open mouth kiss she wasn't expecting and she's ready for Kat to pull away and laugh at her but- oh god, Lily thinks as Kat surges up to meet the blonde's open mouth with her own. Then she feels Kat’s tongue ring, the metal scraping lightly on the roof of her mouth and she hears a satisfied hum in the back of her throat. Her hands bunching into fists on the redhead’s shirt as Kat devours her mouth, it’s the only way to describe it. Trading hot, biting kisses with painfully long and open mouthed ones. It’s not until the director starts clapping that Lily feels her hand on Kat's ass, or the fact that she is panting roughly, the taste of the redhead lingering in her mouth.
She can't look at Kat as the director praises them for their, rather amazing acting skills. Yes, she thinks, they were acting as the tongue fucked in front of him, fucking wanker. She doesn't even hear her name being called until Kat’s warm hand touches her knee. Her eyes snap up the arm of that hand to the flushed faced owner, smiling softly at her.
"Sorry?"
"He said we’re free to go."
"Oh, okay." She still feels stunned, like something still needs to happen.
"You know," Kat laughs as they pull to their feet. "Emily is a lucky bitch; thank Naomi for that kiss, yeah?"
Lily wants to know what’s happened to her, because as much as Kat can joke, Emily does not have a tongue stud and Naomi still doesn't have the balls to kiss her in front of other people, so no Kat, you silly, silly girl.
I was kissing you.
Enjoy, thoughts are always welcome. AND I'm looking for a beta?