Make Tea Not War [Skins; Katie/Tea] - Part Two
Make Tea Not War - Part One
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It didn’t take Naomi long to find her stash of alcohol, and why the fuck would it when there was bottles of everything scattered around her room. Naomi grabbed the selection and piled them up in the middle of the floor, sitting down and leaning back against the edge of the bed and looking at Katie with raised eyebrows as she hovered in the doorway.
“You going to come in or what? You won’t catch any gay germs, Katie.”
Katie rolled her eyes and flipped Naomi off as she moved into the room and accepted the mug of tea that was topped up with vodka from her; downing a few mouthfuls and feeling that familiar warmth that settled low in her stomach.
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Within the first ten minutes the mugs of tea were abandoned in favour of drinking straight from the bottle and Katie found herself actually enjoying Naomi’s company just like she had all those months ago at Pandora’s party before everything changed and got really fucked up.
“Now this is more like hitting the fucking spot, yeah?” Katie said, swigging the remainder of the vodka and feeling as the liquid scorched a pathway down her throat, leaving her head pleasantly foggy.
Naomi chuckled and tugged on the joint; inhaling another hit of the weed. “Not bad I ‘spose. Although I can think of a few better things.”
“Eh,” Katie grunted and took the joint from Naomi. “Like what exactly? You haven’t exactly seen a good, long cock for ages.”
Naomi rolled her eyes and wiggled her fingers in front of Katie’s eyes. “Who needs cock Katiekins?”
Katie scoffed and turned to tell Naomi she was fucking sick but instead found the words dying on the tip of her tongue as Naomi winked at her and brought the bottle of whiskey up to her lips for a long drink.
It must be the weed, Katie thought, as she suddenly found herself focusing on the way Naomi’s fingers curled around the neck of the bottle and the way she tipped her head back and exposed the smooth looking skin of her neck while she drank.
Katie shook herself out of her haze as Naomi lowered the bottle and wiped the back of her hand across her mouth as she looked back at her. “Whatever babes, fingers vs. cock, it’s obvious which is better.”
Naomi chuckled in response and Katie felt her heckles rise for no reason. “How would you know? You’ve never tried fucking a girl.”
Katie sniggered, because Naomi Campbell was a stupid cow and just, whatever, she shouldn’t get to make fun of her when she didn’t know the truth about everything like she fucking thought she did.
“Of course I haven't.” Katie replied snidely, earning another smug smirk from Naomi. “Ems is the homo Fitch not me... But that doesn’t mean that I haven’t snogged a couple of girls at some drunken rovers rangers games,” She ignored the way Naomi’s eyes widened with surprised and continued, “And I know for a fact that small hands gripping at me were nowhere near as sexy as large hands.”
Naomi bit at her lip in a way that Katie found infuriating and yet strangely-- and just, no, because this was Naomi, and she was her sister’s girlfriend and a girl, and for fuck’s sake Katie was not gay.
“It’s not about size Katiekins, it’s about the skill,” Naomi said arrogantly.
Katie laughed and tried not to look down at Naomi’s fingers again. “Like you have any skill, you stupid twat.”
“I beg to differ.” Naomi said drinking down more of the alcohol and twisting her body round to face Katie’s more. “Remember that day you came home early and Em was screaming and said she’d jumped in the shower and the water was cold and had shocked her?”
Katie scrunched her face together, confused at where this was going. “Yeah, and?”
Naomi wiggled her fingers at her again and laughed. “Not the shower Katie.”
“Fuck’s sake, do you two have to shag every-fucking-where!?”
“Why not?” Naomi countered back. “It feels good Katiekins, or have you just forgotten?”
Katie heard the soft pop and found her eyes drawn down to Naomi’s hands, watched as Naomi’s fingertip absently dipped into the bottle opening. “Maybe...” She heard herself murmuring back still unable to look away from the bottle and Naomi’s finger as her cunt twitched unexpectedly.
It was too late when Katie finally did look back up and met Naomi’s eyes just in time to watch as they dropped down to see what she’d been staring at and looked back up at Katie with a surprised expression on her face which quickly turned into a smirk.
Katie had to swallow hard then to stop her breath from getting caught in her throat, when Naomi slowly thrust her finger back in and out of the bottle opening a few times. Found that her cheeks burned up at the mere suggestion of Naomi’s actions and couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped from her mouth when Naomi pulled her finger free with a wet pop a second later.
Naomi looked amused as their eyes locked, and Katie felt as the flush on her cheeks grew hotter and left her breathing raggedly. It shifted then, the twinkle in Naomi’s eyes as she watched Katie swallow hard and noticed the flush that covered Katie’s neck and face.
And, shit, Katie though, as Naomi’s eyes narrowed in on her and she realised what had just happened, that what she had been doing hadn’t gone across as a joke to Katie. Naomi looked as surprised as Katie felt and it was almost like everything was happening in slow motion as she watched Naomi’s heavy lidded eyes dip down to her lips.
Katie couldn’t help it then as her tongue darted out to swipe across her pouty lips, felt her breath catch in her throat as Naomi leaned towards her until she was close enough for Katie to connect their lips. It started out hesitant, their lips meeting briefly before they both pulled back with wide eyes.
It wasn’t right, Katie knew that, and yet as Naomi sat staring back at her with her mouth slightly open, all Katie could think of was how much she wanted to feel Naomi’s lips sliding across her own again. She reached out and tugged Naomi forward, surging their mouths back together in a deep kiss that wasted no time with gentle pecks to their lips; was all tongue and teeth and endless in a way that left her aching.
She heard as Naomi moaned against her mouth and moved her body over to straddle Naomi’s lap, never breaking their kiss as she did so. Katie shuddered and jerked back, surprised to find Naomi’s hand under her top already and palming roughly at her tit as her other hand moved up her thigh and started to rub Katie’s cunt through her tights.
It was so wrong then, when Katie’s grinded down on Naomi’s hand and desperately searched for more contact. Too many layers, Katie thought, and pulled back from a rather high and lustful looking Naomi.
She stood up and swiftly whipped her top over her head, and pushed her skirt and tights down to the ground as she breathily muttered, “Too many fucking layers.”
Naomi followed quickly behind her and stood up too, her eyes wide at how frantic Katie was before her, and found herself being pulled into a crushing kiss once more. “Katie,” Naomi started when they’d broken apart. “This isn't a good--”
Katie slowed down then, and looked back at Naomi openly, the vulnerability evident on her face as she searched blue eyes. “Naomi, don't be a twat and make me ask you for this.”
Naomi looked back at her silently for a long moment and Katie almost told her to fucking forget it if it was going to cause Naomi that much bloody distress, but then Naomi’s eyes softened and she cupped Katie’s cheek and pulled Katie in for a slow kiss before she pulled back and ridded herself of her own top and motioned for Katie to help her with the button on her jeans a second before she captured Katie’s mouth again; the rest of their clothes easily discarded.
Katie couldn’t think then as she found herself being walked backwards, her knees hitting the edge of the bed before Naomi pushed her down onto it by her shoulders and covered Katie’s body with her own; naked flesh meeting naked flesh.
It happened quickly then as Naomi’s lips trailed away from her mouth and blazed a pathway of kisses to her neck while nimble fingers worked their way down her body, sliding over her heated skin until a warm hand squeezed at her breasts.
And fuck, Katie moaned because Naomi’s fingers tweaked her nipples, played with them with just the right amount of pressure until Katie squirmed beneath her and tangled her fingers into Naomi’s hair; grabbed fistfuls and forced Naomi back up to her mouth for a hungry kiss while Naomi’s hand glided lower and settled between her legs.
Katie’s breathing became laboured as Naomi’s fingers danced along her cunt, finding the wetness there and seeking out her clit as she rubbed expertly at her with tight, quick circles. She could feel as it built within her with each motion of Naomi’s fingertips, and almost growled out in pleasure, in frustration until Naomi slipped inside her.
It surprised Katie then, how fucking full she felt, how amazing it was to have fingers, girls fingers, thrust inside her while the pad of a thumb brushed past her clit - and not just any girls fingers, but Naomi’s fingers - and then there was a warm mouth enclosing around one of her hardened nipples, sucking diligently and suddenly Katie’s body shuddered and her back arched until she was crying out Naomi’s name and coming hard.
Her vision felt hazy when she finally blinked open her eyes, found Naomi hovering above her looking ridiculously smug. “So, you still think fingers can’t compare to cock, Katiekins?”
Katie rolled her eyes, and murmured “cunt” because honestly, Naomi was so fucking annoying and she just needed to learn to shut the fuck up and keep her mouth closed, Katie decided as she rolled on top of her and pressed a kiss to Naomi’s jaw. “Think I need a bit more proof.”
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When Katie woke the next morning she was alone in Naomi’s bed surrounded by creased sheets and a mug of fresh tea placed on the nightstand along with two tablets that were obviously meant for her hangover.
She heard the shower running and quickly moved from the bed and hurried to get dressed, trying not to think back to last night and the reason why her body felt completely sated.
Naomi appeared a second later - fully dressed - and looking rather sheepish as she towelled dried her hair. “All right?” She asked Katie as their eyes met for the first time since--
Katie nodded and replied with a simple, “Yeah.” She swallowed down the last mouthful of her tea, and set the mug back onto the nightstand and offered Naomi a small smile as she approached her. “Naomi...” she trailed off not sure how to say what she wanted to say. “Thanks for... the tea, yeah?”
Naomi smirked at Katie’s empathised lingering on the word tea, knowing what it was they were really talking about and nodded her head. “You’re welcome.”
Katie smiled back, and stopped to press a kiss to Naomi’s cheek before she headed out of the door and started the journey back to her own house, and thought that Naomi was right; tea really did hit the spot.