J2 Big Bang - Gone In An Instant (Or Here Til The Bitter End) Jared/Jensen NC-17 - INTERLUDE 1
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It had taken Danneel three days to get the courage to ask Chris to get Genevieve’s number from Sandy. After Jared had confessed that her show had riled the smaller girl up to the point that she was practically masturbating at the party, she had wasted no time to rush to the back deck to hopefully join in. By the time she had arrived, she found Chris and Sandy on a lawn chair, mouths attached and his hand sliding effortlessly under her shirt for direct contact with her body. She asked which way Gen had gone, neither came up for air and she suggested they take it somewhere private.
They had and Chris came in well after lunch the next day, looking well sated and for the first time since she’d known him, NOT willing to divulge details of his after party activities. She wasn’t sure if Genevieve would ask for her number so she did what she knew she had to and decided to call HER. Except she had no idea what she was doing or how go about asking another girl out.
It was in the middle of a workshop where they were working on muscle groups that she casually brought it up to Chris. “So, I was thinking. Could you do me a favour?”
Chris had barely looked up from the model pieces in front of him and nodded. “Sure thing.”
Danneel’s heart was in her throat, she hated showing signs of weakness but she knew if she was to get what she wanted, she would have to do this. “Maybe… get me Genevieve’s phone number? From Sandy.”
This caused for Chris to stop everything he was doing and look at her, square in the eyes. She inwardly cringed at his intense gaze and she fought not to blush.
“For Jen?” Chris asked with a genuine curiosity. The lack of expression on his face could be good or very, very bad. She held her breath and hoped he wouldn’t make too much of this, at least not yet.
She shook her head. “For me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Chris must have seen something in her face because he sat back, put his hands behind, his head and gave her a wide, toothy grin. “Really?”
All she could do was nod in response.
He moved in closer and spoke softly so only Danneel could hear him. “Really?” He seemed to have understood the weight of her request and the grin dropped to that of a reassuring smile.
“Kinda?” She coughed in slight embarrassment and looked away. Unable to let her shy away from him, Chris gently grabbed her chin and turned her so that they were once again looking at one another.
“You sure?”
“Not really, but who knows.” Danneel could see the softness in her friend’s eyes and knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.
“Of course.”
It was as if the weight of the world dropped off of her shoulders. It was shortly followed up with more weight knowing that when she got the number, she was going to have to actually call.
“But…” Chris continued after a few minutes. Danneel felt her stomach flutter, this couldn’t be good. “You have to let me watch. Not necessarily the first time, but if it happens more than once … I get to watch.”
Danneel’s mouth turned into a disgusted smirk and she swatted him sharply. “You’re such a fucking pig.” They both broke into easy laughter and went back to the models in front of them. It would only take another day and a half before she got the other girl’s number, providing her with enough second thoughts to hold off on calling for over two weeks.
Everyone had gone out for the night leaving Danneel with the house to herself. Chris and Steve often played at local taverns and bars for extra money and Jensen had gone out with them for support. All day she had gone over what she was going to say when she called Genevieve that night and now, finally the time had come to make the call. She knew that Genevieve had her phone number, as days after she’d gotten the other girl’s from Chris, Genevieve had gotten hers from Sandy. The longer it took Genevieve to call, the more nervous she got unsure if she’d just drank too much that night and imagined the chemistry between them.
With her cell phone on her lap, Danneel simply watched it, begging for it to ring. Much to her surprise, it came to life and showed a new text had arrived. Tensely, she checked it to see that it was Jensen. Sighing in both relief and disappointment, she opened the text to see six words flashing at her.
Don’t be a pussy. Call her.
It was if they were connected telepathically. She fired one back.
You’re the pussy. Fuck you.
Those six words spurned her into action. Her heart rate elevated as the phone rang. Danni expected the voice mail to kick in, but instead a soft “Hello?” greeted her.
Danneel felt her pussy clench in want as her nipples hardened. “Genevieve?” She received a breathy sigh in response.
“Yeah.”
“Hi, it’s Danneel… Jensen’s friend? How are you?”
“Hi, I’m good. I’ve been …uhhh…meaning to call.”
“I know, me too. But I wasn’t sure,” Danneel bit her lip nervously.
There were a few minutes of awkwardness before they both broke into a nervous laughter.
“I’ve never done this before,” Danneel admitted, pleased when Genevieve made the same confession. “I know I came on strong, and we were both drinking…”
“Oh, no. It wasn’t strong, it was …just right. I …”
“Do you want to maybe get together? Like…on a date?”
Genevieve answered almost immediately and they agreed to go out for coffee the following night. Neither wanted alcohol involved so they could be clear headed and get to know each other and their comfort levels. It was just coffee, and then if there was still interest, they would do it again.
Coffee had been nothing short of amazing. Once they’d gotten over the initial nervousness, the two girls began talking and after a few hours it was like they’d always been friends. They went over their courses, their families, their friends and what they liked. Danneel was surprised to hear that Genevieve’s idea of a perfect date and perfect man for that date was eerily similar to that of her own. But neither girl could deny that there was something more between them. Neither had ever entertained the thought of being with another woman, but there was something about the other that just called to them.
Genevieve admitted that she was glad they’d only agreed on coffee, because she wasn’t above going back to Danneel’s, or taking Danni back to her own place and getting physical.
Instead, they made a date for that coming Friday. A full on dress up, go out or stay in but try to impress the other and see if things could progress from there. They would start off at Danneel’s house; she would make sure they had the house to themselves. They would get dinner and play the rest of the night by ear.
“Jenny, come and tell me how good I look!” She called out to Jensen as she stood in front of her full length mirror. She contemplated going out and getting a new dress or something for her date that night, but as she was going through her clothes, she found the perfect top to accompany her leather pants and knew that she’d never looked better. She heard Jensen grumble, most likely complaining about his nickname but within seconds there was a knock at her door.
He stepped into the room and Danni preened at the expression in his eyes. “Who are you trying to fuck?”
“Gen,” With one last glance behind her in the mirror she knew that it was as close to perfection as she was going to get.
“What? I’m serious, you’re hot.”
She cocked her head to the side and rolled her eyes at her friend. “No, not you Jenny. Gen. As in Genevieve. Do you think she’ll want to fuck me in this outfit?” She held her breath for Jensen’s assessment. She knew he would be honest with his thoughts.
“Uh Danni, I kind of want to fuck you in that outfit.”
There was no way she was going to cry and ruin her makeup, but just hearing him say that, knowing their history and the utter gayness that was Jensen Ackles, it was the highest compliment ANYONE could pay her.
“Sweet. I don’t know what it is about her, but god I want to just fuck her into the mattress. Ride her face and then…” She watched Jensen cover his ears and close his eyes.
“I can’t hear you, I can’t hear you…”
They playfully punched around and she hugged him, needing his strength to battle the butterflies in her stomach. She learned from their coffee date that Genevieve was not as shy or straight and narrow as she had thought and was strong enough that she wouldn’t break if challenged. She was Danneel’s perfect mate all in a small, beautiful package. The sound of the doorbell ringing and Steve directing their guest upstairs that she knew it was game time. She held her breath as the smaller woman came up the stairs hesitantly.
“Hey,” Genevieve sounded breathy. Her eyes were currently roaming up Danneel’s body, checking her out giving Danneel a chance to do the same. She vaguely heard Jensen commenting about how he was leaving for the night to research a paper and knew Chris and Steve would be on their way out in moments.
Jensen snuck out, leaving them both in the hallway to stare at each other. Danneel could finally find her voice. “You look…amazing.”
Genevieve blushed, “You too.”
It took Chris joining them to break the silence that followed. “Holy fuck,” he said as he looked back and forth between the two women. “I just need to call Sandy to cancel”
Danneel watched Chris pull his cell phone from his pocket slowly. “Why?”
“Because you two are fucking hot. If you’re going to get naked, I need to watch. You promised.”
Genevieve snickered until the full weight of what Chris said sunk in. “You said he could watch?”
No one voiced the observation that Genevieve didn’t seem angry but surprised.
“I did not. You said…”
“I said I would get you her number if you let me watch,” Chris grinned. “I gave you her number...oh, unless this will be the first. I did promise it didn’t have to be the first. You girls fuck, get it out of your system so I can watch next time. I’ll be home late, do everything I would do.”
With that, the awkward mood between the two vanished and they were able to move forward.
“I’m sorry for my friends,” Danneel said as she approached Genevieve and gave her a soft hug. When she felt Genevieve hug her back she relaxed into the embrace and rest her forehead on the shorter woman’s cheek.
“We all have at least one,” Genevieve murmured. “I’ve got a Chad.”
“You look really good tonight,” Danneel brushed her lips against the lobe of Genevieve’s ear and smiled at
the shiver it elicited.
“Oh god,” Genevieve whispered. “You too.” They hovered on the edge of the almost kiss until both gave in. Genevieve’s hands grabbed the warm heat of Danneel’s back as she pulled them closer, not moving to deepen the kiss but in no way moving back. The kiss lasted a few fast minutes until both needed to breathe. “We should go, get dinner.”
“And then?” Danneel whined. “I kind of really want to get you naked. God, you’re probably going to think I’m a giant whore.” Leaning in, she kissed Genevieve again, licking the inside of her mouth hungrily until she pulled away and watched a cloud cover Genevieve’s expression before it was gone. “What’s wrong? Are you having second thoughts?”
Genevieve gave a tortured laugh as she let her hand slide down and cup Danneel’s ass playfully. “I’ve never …with a girl …I want to but I don’t want it to be bad for you.”
“I haven’t either, but I doubt that it would be disappointing. Even if you let me do all the work, let me taste, lick and eat you...that would be enough for me. God I want you under me…” Both women whimpered at Danneel’s declaration. “But no pressure. “
They stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments until Genevieve thread their fingers together. “Maybe we could skip dinner then?” She had a playful smile on her lips. Danneel had no idea how she’d managed to shake her head and suggest dinner first.
“We’re going to need some energy. “ She swiped one more kiss from Genevieve’s lips before tugging her towards the stairs and out the front door. “Plus we look too fucking hot to stay in tonight. Let’s go out, show everyone who they won’t be fucking tonight and then come back here.”
They settled on a small sushi restaurant a few blocks away from Danneel’s house. She admitted that sushi wasn’t a romantic first date meal, but she had been craving it for weeks and anything that let her watch Genevieve’s mouth open wide to take in each piece was exactly what she wanted to be doing that night. Their conversation picked right up from where it had left off from their coffee date. They ate, sipped sake and got lost in each other, their ankles curled around each other and fingers laced on the table between them.
Dessert consisted of ice cream from a chocolatier that Genevieve swore would be near orgasmic. Once they had ordered their cones, Danneel suggested that they head back to her place. She couldn’t tear her eyes from the way Genevieve delicately licked her cone, sucking the creamy dessert as though she was trying to drive her crazy.
“Just to be clear,” Danneel said with confidence. “I want to go back to my place to fuck you. And if not fuck you, at least play with your tits and pussy for a bit.”
Genevieve groaned as she licked a broad stripe over her ice cream. She held the cream on her tongue and leaned in before pulling Danneel’s head down to share a sweet, sticky kiss. “Please, I want everything. Thank you for not making this weird.”
Danneel gave a soft laugh into Genevieve’s mouth. “Thank me? Fuck, thank you.” She took the ice cream cone from Genevieve’s hand. “You done with this?”
Without looking at the cone Genevieve shrugged and Danneel tossed it over her shoulder.
“I’ll buy you another one later. I can’t watch you eat it anymore.” Danneel pulled Genevieve so that they were standing flush against each other. “Something about you makes this so easy, so fucking hot.” Their mouths met in a steamy kiss, Danneel used Genevieve’s surprise to flick her tongue into her mouth. “I love how you’re not ashamed to say you don’t know what you’re doing and it makes me so fucking wet to know that this is going to be the first for both of us.”
“I just,” Genevieve cupped one of Danneel’s ample breasts in her hand and squeezed, loving the weight and feel of it in her palm. “You’re so confident, so sexual. I don’t want there to be any question of how much I really want to do this.”
Danneel couldn’t fight the grin at how open Genevieve was, how much honesty was in her words. She cupped the smaller woman’s face in her hand and rubbed her thumb across her mouth. “You are so beautiful.”
“Take me home, Danni.”
The house was still empty when the two women returned to Danneel’s house. “Wine? Beer?” Danneel asked, nodding towards the kitchen.
“No, thank you.” Genevieve approached, instigating a kiss with Danneel. Once she had effectively stunned her into silence she stepped back and reached her hands behind her back. With one subtle movement, Danneel watched as Genevieve pulled the zipper to her dress down and the black material fell to the floor, leaving her standing in a black strapless bra, matching black panties and her boots. Silently, she stalked across the living room and up the stairs. “You’re going to have to tell me which one is yours if you want me in your bed,” she called over her shoulder.
Danneel scrambled to follow her date.
“Don’t even think about undressing,” Genevieve called to her. “That’s my job.”
By the time Danni got to her bedroom, Genevieve was already inside, bent over, hands on the bed and ass up in the air.
“With all the pink, I figured this is your room. Can you get my boots, I can’t reach the zippers.”
Danneel’s mouth watered at the way Genevieve’s ass and pussy was displayed for her. The scrap of material bisecting her vaginal walls was wet, glistening in her juices causing for Danneel to itch to touch. She fell to her knees behind Genevieve and unzipped first one boot and then the other, but before she could step out of them, Danneel stopped her. “Wait.”
She reached in and separated Genevieve’s ass, opening her pussy so she could lean in and tentatively lick at the wetness. Both women let out mirroring moans of pleasure.
“Is this okay?” Danneel asked before diving back in.
“Oh, Danni. Please.”
She continued her ministrations until she could feel Genevieve’s legs start to tremble. Juice was flowing freely from her pussy, soaking Danneel’s face. Finally, Danni pulled off and rolled back onto her thighs. Genevieve straightened up and turned around. She urged Danneel to stand up and when they were face to face, she attacked her mouth hungrily, feasting on her own taste from the other woman’s tongue. Danneel chased Genevieve’s mouth when she pulled away. She licked her lips and shivered when the smaller woman reached around and pulled on the ties that held her top together. With two sharp tugs, the shirt fell away, leaving Danneel bare from the waist up. Genevieve then undid her own bra so both of their breasts were exposed.
Danneel ached to touch, to be touched but she watched in silence as Genevieve stepped out of her boots and panties. Suddenly everything was moving too slow for her. Disobeying Gen’s instruction to let her undress her, Danni kicked her shoes off, shimmied out of her pants and pulled her own sexy underwear off so that they were both completely naked. Wanting to be the aggressor, she growled and led Genevieve to the bed and pushed her down, following close behind.
Not one to be outdone, Genevieve wrapped her legs around Danneel’s waist and fought back, trying to pin the red head beneath her. They both started to laugh, rub against one another until finally Genevieve got one hand free and pinched one of Danneel’s nipples roughly. The action caught her off guard, giving Genevieve the leverage she needed to flip her onto her back and spread her legs with her knee. They were both breathing heavily, chests heaving from lack of oxygen and cheeks flushed with arousal.
“Eat me,” Danneel ordered with a tilt of her hips. “Put your face in my pussy and taste me, please.”
Genevieve did not need a second invitation. She slid a pillow under Danni’s hips and spread her pussy lips enough to expose her clit and sopping hole. “So fucking beautiful,” she said before diving in, licking and sucking at the tender flesh. Danneel grabbed a fist full of Gen’s hair while grinding herself against the smaller woman’s face. It took her an almost embarrassing amount of time to come, within moments feeling her orgasm wash over her and into Genevieve’s mouth. She was so close, so responsive that she knew the first one wouldn’t take too long to achieve.
As Genevieve made her way up Danneel’s body, she stopped to lick and suck on her breatsts, nibbling on her nipples roughly.
“Oh god…oh god my nipples are so fucking sensitive,” Danneel moaned, slipping her finger back down to her pussy to flick at her clit. She felt another set of fingers join her own and they worked her to a second orgasm. Her back arched off of the bed and eyes shut tight as her whole body trembled with the force of her climax. Just when she thought she couldn’t get any higher, Genevieve’s mouth found hers and they were kissing sloppily, Gen’s dirty fingers carding through her hair, their bodies writhing against each other on the bed.
“I…I need to come,” Genevieve begged, a whine in her voice. “Please… fuck me.”
“You like a big cock?” Danni spoke the filthy words right into her ear. “Want me to fuck your tight little pussy with a big fucking cock?”
“Please,” she begged. Danneel flipped her over so that she was on her back, reaching over her new lover to open her bedside table. She pulled out a large, clear vibrator and a few condom packages. She threw them on the bed beside them while pulling the bottle of lube off of the table.
With a practiced ease, Danneel sheathed the vibrator with the condom and lubed it up. “I’ve only ever used it on myself,” she admitted, kissing Genevieve with a deep hunger. “And now I’m going to use it on you, so whenever I’m here alone and horny, I can fuck myself with it knowing it’s been inside your pussy.” She leaned down and gave Genevieve’s slit a nice, long lick before placing the vibrator right at her body’s entrance. It took one stroke to fully thrust the silicone cock into Genevieve’s body and Danneel watched in rapture as her whole body reacted to the intrusion. Her breasts jiggled as the tremors wracked her small frame.
The vibrator pushed in and out of Genevieve’s channel, hitting a spot deep inside of her with each push, the vibrations jolting her clit with each twist of Danneel’s wrist. She was unable to stop running her mouth, whispering all of the dirty things she wanted to do to Genevieve into her ear, bringing her higher with each admission from her mouth. She knew her lover was close to the edge, on the precipice of shattering.
“Kiss me,” Genevieve begged, clutching Danneel’s shoulders tightly. “I’m going to fucking come, kiss me.” Their lips met and Genevieve put everything she had into the kiss, spreading her legs wider so that Danneel could have better access to her clit. As her resolve shattered and she shouted her release, back arched and toes practically curling as her heels dug into the mattress below her.
Before Genevieve could finish trembling, Danneel pulled the vibrator out of her body and tossed it on the bed beside her. It was mere seconds before she leaned in and started to suck on Genevieve’s clit roughly. She heard a shrill shriek echo in the room over her while the smaller woman was writhing violently on the bed. “Oh god, too much Danni, it’s too much.”
“Come on my face beautiful,” Danneel said, pulling back and rubbing Gen’s clit in small circles. “You can go twice, let me feel you come on me.” She moved back in, fucking into Genevieve’s hole with her tongue as she manipulated her clit to a second orgasm that shattered them both.
Danneel felt electric, a rush of adrenaline lit her whole body on fire and she leaned up to take Genevieve’s mouth in a hungry kiss. “Oh god, I want to do that forever, god I could fuck you again and again..” She licked into Gen’s mouth as her hands roamed across her breasts to play with them.
“Next time,” Genevieve moaned. She could barely think straight with Danneel’s fingers once again played with her pussy, dipping into and out of her hole while gently massaging her too sensitive clit. “Next time I want to fuck you. Want to press you down, face down into the mattress and fuck you into it.” She blindly reached out and grabbed the vibrator, still covered with the condom that they’d used on her and pulled it to her mouth, sucking and licking it clean. The movement stunned Danneel enough to give Genevieve the chance to strip the condom off and slide it between their bodies. She used the wetness between Danneels legs to slick it up and turned it to the highest vibration.
It took her mere seconds to find Danneel’s clit and she pressed it against her tightly, holding her hips in place as she watched the red head shatter in her arms, surprised at Genevieve’s sultry attack. While Danneel was trembling and gasping, Genevieve turned them both so that they were on their sides and held the other woman through the last of the shock waves until they were both laying limply in each other’s arms.
Danneel slowly felt the feeling return to her arms and legs and she couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful Genevieve was, laying next to her exhausted. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her plush lips, but judging from the way her chest was rising and falling, she was close to sleep but hadn’t quite gotten there. Danneel kissed her softly on the mouth before whispering that she would be right back.
Once the condom had been wrapped and put in the garbage and she’d cleaned herself up in the sink, she soaped up a wash cloth and brought it in to gently move Genevieve onto her back so she could take care of her.
“You don’t have to do that,” Genevieve mumbled, spreading her legs to grant Danneel access.
Danneel gave a soft chuckle and pressed a kiss to the inside of Genevieve’s knee. “You can get me next time.” Her hand stopped as Genevieve stretched out like a cat, gracefully arching her back and stretching her arms and legs as far as they could go.
“Hurry,” Genevieve whined sleepily, breaking Danneel from the daze she was in. “Wanna sleep. So tired.”
It took mere seconds to toss the wash cloth into the hamper, shut the lights and pull the sheet and blankets over them, cocooning both women in the middle of Danneel’s bed. She gave her own sleepy grin as Genevieve burrowed into her embrace and softly kissed her mouth.
“Shhhh. Thinking too much,” Genevieve whispered as she settled in. “We can talk it out in the morning.”
“After round two?”
Their sleepy eyes met in the dark room, a sliver of moonlight illuminating the bed and their faces.
“Maybe after round three.”
“Deal.”
On To Chapter 4
Masterpost
It had taken Danneel three days to get the courage to ask Chris to get Genevieve’s number from Sandy. After Jared had confessed that her show had riled the smaller girl up to the point that she was practically masturbating at the party, she had wasted no time to rush to the back deck to hopefully join in. By the time she had arrived, she found Chris and Sandy on a lawn chair, mouths attached and his hand sliding effortlessly under her shirt for direct contact with her body. She asked which way Gen had gone, neither came up for air and she suggested they take it somewhere private.
They had and Chris came in well after lunch the next day, looking well sated and for the first time since she’d known him, NOT willing to divulge details of his after party activities. She wasn’t sure if Genevieve would ask for her number so she did what she knew she had to and decided to call HER. Except she had no idea what she was doing or how go about asking another girl out.
It was in the middle of a workshop where they were working on muscle groups that she casually brought it up to Chris. “So, I was thinking. Could you do me a favour?”
Chris had barely looked up from the model pieces in front of him and nodded. “Sure thing.”
Danneel’s heart was in her throat, she hated showing signs of weakness but she knew if she was to get what she wanted, she would have to do this. “Maybe… get me Genevieve’s phone number? From Sandy.”
This caused for Chris to stop everything he was doing and look at her, square in the eyes. She inwardly cringed at his intense gaze and she fought not to blush.
“For Jen?” Chris asked with a genuine curiosity. The lack of expression on his face could be good or very, very bad. She held her breath and hoped he wouldn’t make too much of this, at least not yet.
She shook her head. “For me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Chris must have seen something in her face because he sat back, put his hands behind, his head and gave her a wide, toothy grin. “Really?”
All she could do was nod in response.
He moved in closer and spoke softly so only Danneel could hear him. “Really?” He seemed to have understood the weight of her request and the grin dropped to that of a reassuring smile.
“Kinda?” She coughed in slight embarrassment and looked away. Unable to let her shy away from him, Chris gently grabbed her chin and turned her so that they were once again looking at one another.
“You sure?”
“Not really, but who knows.” Danneel could see the softness in her friend’s eyes and knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.
“Of course.”
It was as if the weight of the world dropped off of her shoulders. It was shortly followed up with more weight knowing that when she got the number, she was going to have to actually call.
“But…” Chris continued after a few minutes. Danneel felt her stomach flutter, this couldn’t be good. “You have to let me watch. Not necessarily the first time, but if it happens more than once … I get to watch.”
Danneel’s mouth turned into a disgusted smirk and she swatted him sharply. “You’re such a fucking pig.” They both broke into easy laughter and went back to the models in front of them. It would only take another day and a half before she got the other girl’s number, providing her with enough second thoughts to hold off on calling for over two weeks.
Everyone had gone out for the night leaving Danneel with the house to herself. Chris and Steve often played at local taverns and bars for extra money and Jensen had gone out with them for support. All day she had gone over what she was going to say when she called Genevieve that night and now, finally the time had come to make the call. She knew that Genevieve had her phone number, as days after she’d gotten the other girl’s from Chris, Genevieve had gotten hers from Sandy. The longer it took Genevieve to call, the more nervous she got unsure if she’d just drank too much that night and imagined the chemistry between them.
With her cell phone on her lap, Danneel simply watched it, begging for it to ring. Much to her surprise, it came to life and showed a new text had arrived. Tensely, she checked it to see that it was Jensen. Sighing in both relief and disappointment, she opened the text to see six words flashing at her.
Don’t be a pussy. Call her.
It was if they were connected telepathically. She fired one back.
You’re the pussy. Fuck you.
Those six words spurned her into action. Her heart rate elevated as the phone rang. Danni expected the voice mail to kick in, but instead a soft “Hello?” greeted her.
Danneel felt her pussy clench in want as her nipples hardened. “Genevieve?” She received a breathy sigh in response.
“Yeah.”
“Hi, it’s Danneel… Jensen’s friend? How are you?”
“Hi, I’m good. I’ve been …uhhh…meaning to call.”
“I know, me too. But I wasn’t sure,” Danneel bit her lip nervously.
There were a few minutes of awkwardness before they both broke into a nervous laughter.
“I’ve never done this before,” Danneel admitted, pleased when Genevieve made the same confession. “I know I came on strong, and we were both drinking…”
“Oh, no. It wasn’t strong, it was …just right. I …”
“Do you want to maybe get together? Like…on a date?”
Genevieve answered almost immediately and they agreed to go out for coffee the following night. Neither wanted alcohol involved so they could be clear headed and get to know each other and their comfort levels. It was just coffee, and then if there was still interest, they would do it again.
Coffee had been nothing short of amazing. Once they’d gotten over the initial nervousness, the two girls began talking and after a few hours it was like they’d always been friends. They went over their courses, their families, their friends and what they liked. Danneel was surprised to hear that Genevieve’s idea of a perfect date and perfect man for that date was eerily similar to that of her own. But neither girl could deny that there was something more between them. Neither had ever entertained the thought of being with another woman, but there was something about the other that just called to them.
Genevieve admitted that she was glad they’d only agreed on coffee, because she wasn’t above going back to Danneel’s, or taking Danni back to her own place and getting physical.
Instead, they made a date for that coming Friday. A full on dress up, go out or stay in but try to impress the other and see if things could progress from there. They would start off at Danneel’s house; she would make sure they had the house to themselves. They would get dinner and play the rest of the night by ear.
“Jenny, come and tell me how good I look!” She called out to Jensen as she stood in front of her full length mirror. She contemplated going out and getting a new dress or something for her date that night, but as she was going through her clothes, she found the perfect top to accompany her leather pants and knew that she’d never looked better. She heard Jensen grumble, most likely complaining about his nickname but within seconds there was a knock at her door.
He stepped into the room and Danni preened at the expression in his eyes. “Who are you trying to fuck?”
“Gen,” With one last glance behind her in the mirror she knew that it was as close to perfection as she was going to get.
“What? I’m serious, you’re hot.”
She cocked her head to the side and rolled her eyes at her friend. “No, not you Jenny. Gen. As in Genevieve. Do you think she’ll want to fuck me in this outfit?” She held her breath for Jensen’s assessment. She knew he would be honest with his thoughts.
“Uh Danni, I kind of want to fuck you in that outfit.”
There was no way she was going to cry and ruin her makeup, but just hearing him say that, knowing their history and the utter gayness that was Jensen Ackles, it was the highest compliment ANYONE could pay her.
“Sweet. I don’t know what it is about her, but god I want to just fuck her into the mattress. Ride her face and then…” She watched Jensen cover his ears and close his eyes.
“I can’t hear you, I can’t hear you…”
They playfully punched around and she hugged him, needing his strength to battle the butterflies in her stomach. She learned from their coffee date that Genevieve was not as shy or straight and narrow as she had thought and was strong enough that she wouldn’t break if challenged. She was Danneel’s perfect mate all in a small, beautiful package. The sound of the doorbell ringing and Steve directing their guest upstairs that she knew it was game time. She held her breath as the smaller woman came up the stairs hesitantly.
“Hey,” Genevieve sounded breathy. Her eyes were currently roaming up Danneel’s body, checking her out giving Danneel a chance to do the same. She vaguely heard Jensen commenting about how he was leaving for the night to research a paper and knew Chris and Steve would be on their way out in moments.
Jensen snuck out, leaving them both in the hallway to stare at each other. Danneel could finally find her voice. “You look…amazing.”
Genevieve blushed, “You too.”
It took Chris joining them to break the silence that followed. “Holy fuck,” he said as he looked back and forth between the two women. “I just need to call Sandy to cancel”
Danneel watched Chris pull his cell phone from his pocket slowly. “Why?”
“Because you two are fucking hot. If you’re going to get naked, I need to watch. You promised.”
Genevieve snickered until the full weight of what Chris said sunk in. “You said he could watch?”
No one voiced the observation that Genevieve didn’t seem angry but surprised.
“I did not. You said…”
“I said I would get you her number if you let me watch,” Chris grinned. “I gave you her number...oh, unless this will be the first. I did promise it didn’t have to be the first. You girls fuck, get it out of your system so I can watch next time. I’ll be home late, do everything I would do.”
With that, the awkward mood between the two vanished and they were able to move forward.
“I’m sorry for my friends,” Danneel said as she approached Genevieve and gave her a soft hug. When she felt Genevieve hug her back she relaxed into the embrace and rest her forehead on the shorter woman’s cheek.
“We all have at least one,” Genevieve murmured. “I’ve got a Chad.”
“You look really good tonight,” Danneel brushed her lips against the lobe of Genevieve’s ear and smiled at
the shiver it elicited.
“Oh god,” Genevieve whispered. “You too.” They hovered on the edge of the almost kiss until both gave in. Genevieve’s hands grabbed the warm heat of Danneel’s back as she pulled them closer, not moving to deepen the kiss but in no way moving back. The kiss lasted a few fast minutes until both needed to breathe. “We should go, get dinner.”
“And then?” Danneel whined. “I kind of really want to get you naked. God, you’re probably going to think I’m a giant whore.” Leaning in, she kissed Genevieve again, licking the inside of her mouth hungrily until she pulled away and watched a cloud cover Genevieve’s expression before it was gone. “What’s wrong? Are you having second thoughts?”
Genevieve gave a tortured laugh as she let her hand slide down and cup Danneel’s ass playfully. “I’ve never …with a girl …I want to but I don’t want it to be bad for you.”
“I haven’t either, but I doubt that it would be disappointing. Even if you let me do all the work, let me taste, lick and eat you...that would be enough for me. God I want you under me…” Both women whimpered at Danneel’s declaration. “But no pressure. “
They stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments until Genevieve thread their fingers together. “Maybe we could skip dinner then?” She had a playful smile on her lips. Danneel had no idea how she’d managed to shake her head and suggest dinner first.
“We’re going to need some energy. “ She swiped one more kiss from Genevieve’s lips before tugging her towards the stairs and out the front door. “Plus we look too fucking hot to stay in tonight. Let’s go out, show everyone who they won’t be fucking tonight and then come back here.”
They settled on a small sushi restaurant a few blocks away from Danneel’s house. She admitted that sushi wasn’t a romantic first date meal, but she had been craving it for weeks and anything that let her watch Genevieve’s mouth open wide to take in each piece was exactly what she wanted to be doing that night. Their conversation picked right up from where it had left off from their coffee date. They ate, sipped sake and got lost in each other, their ankles curled around each other and fingers laced on the table between them.
Dessert consisted of ice cream from a chocolatier that Genevieve swore would be near orgasmic. Once they had ordered their cones, Danneel suggested that they head back to her place. She couldn’t tear her eyes from the way Genevieve delicately licked her cone, sucking the creamy dessert as though she was trying to drive her crazy.
“Just to be clear,” Danneel said with confidence. “I want to go back to my place to fuck you. And if not fuck you, at least play with your tits and pussy for a bit.”
Genevieve groaned as she licked a broad stripe over her ice cream. She held the cream on her tongue and leaned in before pulling Danneel’s head down to share a sweet, sticky kiss. “Please, I want everything. Thank you for not making this weird.”
Danneel gave a soft laugh into Genevieve’s mouth. “Thank me? Fuck, thank you.” She took the ice cream cone from Genevieve’s hand. “You done with this?”
Without looking at the cone Genevieve shrugged and Danneel tossed it over her shoulder.
“I’ll buy you another one later. I can’t watch you eat it anymore.” Danneel pulled Genevieve so that they were standing flush against each other. “Something about you makes this so easy, so fucking hot.” Their mouths met in a steamy kiss, Danneel used Genevieve’s surprise to flick her tongue into her mouth. “I love how you’re not ashamed to say you don’t know what you’re doing and it makes me so fucking wet to know that this is going to be the first for both of us.”
“I just,” Genevieve cupped one of Danneel’s ample breasts in her hand and squeezed, loving the weight and feel of it in her palm. “You’re so confident, so sexual. I don’t want there to be any question of how much I really want to do this.”
Danneel couldn’t fight the grin at how open Genevieve was, how much honesty was in her words. She cupped the smaller woman’s face in her hand and rubbed her thumb across her mouth. “You are so beautiful.”
“Take me home, Danni.”
The house was still empty when the two women returned to Danneel’s house. “Wine? Beer?” Danneel asked, nodding towards the kitchen.
“No, thank you.” Genevieve approached, instigating a kiss with Danneel. Once she had effectively stunned her into silence she stepped back and reached her hands behind her back. With one subtle movement, Danneel watched as Genevieve pulled the zipper to her dress down and the black material fell to the floor, leaving her standing in a black strapless bra, matching black panties and her boots. Silently, she stalked across the living room and up the stairs. “You’re going to have to tell me which one is yours if you want me in your bed,” she called over her shoulder.
Danneel scrambled to follow her date.
“Don’t even think about undressing,” Genevieve called to her. “That’s my job.”
By the time Danni got to her bedroom, Genevieve was already inside, bent over, hands on the bed and ass up in the air.
“With all the pink, I figured this is your room. Can you get my boots, I can’t reach the zippers.”
Danneel’s mouth watered at the way Genevieve’s ass and pussy was displayed for her. The scrap of material bisecting her vaginal walls was wet, glistening in her juices causing for Danneel to itch to touch. She fell to her knees behind Genevieve and unzipped first one boot and then the other, but before she could step out of them, Danneel stopped her. “Wait.”
She reached in and separated Genevieve’s ass, opening her pussy so she could lean in and tentatively lick at the wetness. Both women let out mirroring moans of pleasure.
“Is this okay?” Danneel asked before diving back in.
“Oh, Danni. Please.”
She continued her ministrations until she could feel Genevieve’s legs start to tremble. Juice was flowing freely from her pussy, soaking Danneel’s face. Finally, Danni pulled off and rolled back onto her thighs. Genevieve straightened up and turned around. She urged Danneel to stand up and when they were face to face, she attacked her mouth hungrily, feasting on her own taste from the other woman’s tongue. Danneel chased Genevieve’s mouth when she pulled away. She licked her lips and shivered when the smaller woman reached around and pulled on the ties that held her top together. With two sharp tugs, the shirt fell away, leaving Danneel bare from the waist up. Genevieve then undid her own bra so both of their breasts were exposed.
Danneel ached to touch, to be touched but she watched in silence as Genevieve stepped out of her boots and panties. Suddenly everything was moving too slow for her. Disobeying Gen’s instruction to let her undress her, Danni kicked her shoes off, shimmied out of her pants and pulled her own sexy underwear off so that they were both completely naked. Wanting to be the aggressor, she growled and led Genevieve to the bed and pushed her down, following close behind.
Not one to be outdone, Genevieve wrapped her legs around Danneel’s waist and fought back, trying to pin the red head beneath her. They both started to laugh, rub against one another until finally Genevieve got one hand free and pinched one of Danneel’s nipples roughly. The action caught her off guard, giving Genevieve the leverage she needed to flip her onto her back and spread her legs with her knee. They were both breathing heavily, chests heaving from lack of oxygen and cheeks flushed with arousal.
“Eat me,” Danneel ordered with a tilt of her hips. “Put your face in my pussy and taste me, please.”
Genevieve did not need a second invitation. She slid a pillow under Danni’s hips and spread her pussy lips enough to expose her clit and sopping hole. “So fucking beautiful,” she said before diving in, licking and sucking at the tender flesh. Danneel grabbed a fist full of Gen’s hair while grinding herself against the smaller woman’s face. It took her an almost embarrassing amount of time to come, within moments feeling her orgasm wash over her and into Genevieve’s mouth. She was so close, so responsive that she knew the first one wouldn’t take too long to achieve.
As Genevieve made her way up Danneel’s body, she stopped to lick and suck on her breatsts, nibbling on her nipples roughly.
“Oh god…oh god my nipples are so fucking sensitive,” Danneel moaned, slipping her finger back down to her pussy to flick at her clit. She felt another set of fingers join her own and they worked her to a second orgasm. Her back arched off of the bed and eyes shut tight as her whole body trembled with the force of her climax. Just when she thought she couldn’t get any higher, Genevieve’s mouth found hers and they were kissing sloppily, Gen’s dirty fingers carding through her hair, their bodies writhing against each other on the bed.
“I…I need to come,” Genevieve begged, a whine in her voice. “Please… fuck me.”
“You like a big cock?” Danni spoke the filthy words right into her ear. “Want me to fuck your tight little pussy with a big fucking cock?”
“Please,” she begged. Danneel flipped her over so that she was on her back, reaching over her new lover to open her bedside table. She pulled out a large, clear vibrator and a few condom packages. She threw them on the bed beside them while pulling the bottle of lube off of the table.
With a practiced ease, Danneel sheathed the vibrator with the condom and lubed it up. “I’ve only ever used it on myself,” she admitted, kissing Genevieve with a deep hunger. “And now I’m going to use it on you, so whenever I’m here alone and horny, I can fuck myself with it knowing it’s been inside your pussy.” She leaned down and gave Genevieve’s slit a nice, long lick before placing the vibrator right at her body’s entrance. It took one stroke to fully thrust the silicone cock into Genevieve’s body and Danneel watched in rapture as her whole body reacted to the intrusion. Her breasts jiggled as the tremors wracked her small frame.
The vibrator pushed in and out of Genevieve’s channel, hitting a spot deep inside of her with each push, the vibrations jolting her clit with each twist of Danneel’s wrist. She was unable to stop running her mouth, whispering all of the dirty things she wanted to do to Genevieve into her ear, bringing her higher with each admission from her mouth. She knew her lover was close to the edge, on the precipice of shattering.
“Kiss me,” Genevieve begged, clutching Danneel’s shoulders tightly. “I’m going to fucking come, kiss me.” Their lips met and Genevieve put everything she had into the kiss, spreading her legs wider so that Danneel could have better access to her clit. As her resolve shattered and she shouted her release, back arched and toes practically curling as her heels dug into the mattress below her.
Before Genevieve could finish trembling, Danneel pulled the vibrator out of her body and tossed it on the bed beside her. It was mere seconds before she leaned in and started to suck on Genevieve’s clit roughly. She heard a shrill shriek echo in the room over her while the smaller woman was writhing violently on the bed. “Oh god, too much Danni, it’s too much.”
“Come on my face beautiful,” Danneel said, pulling back and rubbing Gen’s clit in small circles. “You can go twice, let me feel you come on me.” She moved back in, fucking into Genevieve’s hole with her tongue as she manipulated her clit to a second orgasm that shattered them both.
Danneel felt electric, a rush of adrenaline lit her whole body on fire and she leaned up to take Genevieve’s mouth in a hungry kiss. “Oh god, I want to do that forever, god I could fuck you again and again..” She licked into Gen’s mouth as her hands roamed across her breasts to play with them.
“Next time,” Genevieve moaned. She could barely think straight with Danneel’s fingers once again played with her pussy, dipping into and out of her hole while gently massaging her too sensitive clit. “Next time I want to fuck you. Want to press you down, face down into the mattress and fuck you into it.” She blindly reached out and grabbed the vibrator, still covered with the condom that they’d used on her and pulled it to her mouth, sucking and licking it clean. The movement stunned Danneel enough to give Genevieve the chance to strip the condom off and slide it between their bodies. She used the wetness between Danneels legs to slick it up and turned it to the highest vibration.
It took her mere seconds to find Danneel’s clit and she pressed it against her tightly, holding her hips in place as she watched the red head shatter in her arms, surprised at Genevieve’s sultry attack. While Danneel was trembling and gasping, Genevieve turned them both so that they were on their sides and held the other woman through the last of the shock waves until they were both laying limply in each other’s arms.
Danneel slowly felt the feeling return to her arms and legs and she couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful Genevieve was, laying next to her exhausted. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her plush lips, but judging from the way her chest was rising and falling, she was close to sleep but hadn’t quite gotten there. Danneel kissed her softly on the mouth before whispering that she would be right back.
Once the condom had been wrapped and put in the garbage and she’d cleaned herself up in the sink, she soaped up a wash cloth and brought it in to gently move Genevieve onto her back so she could take care of her.
“You don’t have to do that,” Genevieve mumbled, spreading her legs to grant Danneel access.
Danneel gave a soft chuckle and pressed a kiss to the inside of Genevieve’s knee. “You can get me next time.” Her hand stopped as Genevieve stretched out like a cat, gracefully arching her back and stretching her arms and legs as far as they could go.
“Hurry,” Genevieve whined sleepily, breaking Danneel from the daze she was in. “Wanna sleep. So tired.”
It took mere seconds to toss the wash cloth into the hamper, shut the lights and pull the sheet and blankets over them, cocooning both women in the middle of Danneel’s bed. She gave her own sleepy grin as Genevieve burrowed into her embrace and softly kissed her mouth.
“Shhhh. Thinking too much,” Genevieve whispered as she settled in. “We can talk it out in the morning.”
“After round two?”
Their sleepy eyes met in the dark room, a sliver of moonlight illuminating the bed and their faces.
“Maybe after round three.”
“Deal.”
On To Chapter 4
Masterpost