Lily Evans was desperately in love with her best friend. After Lily had told her, Mary ultimately decided she didn’t want to date Lily. This was a problem because she knew everything Mary had said, not being ready for a relationship, not being attracted to Lily in that way, were excuses. They had kissed before, once, under the influence of an especially strong splif. They had sighed with their lips nearly touching and had their fingers tangled in each other’s hair. They decided they were still best friends, and carried on as normal.
But, the last few months had been a steady, torturous experience. Every day, Mary would come over. They would smoke and watch movies and make dinner and laugh and tease until it was time for the night to be over. Every time Mary gathered her things, Lily thought longingly, stay… please. She thought that sometimes she saw Mary’s eyes soften at a particularly funny joke she made. Sometimes her fingers lingered a beat too long while they passed a joint back and forth. It was driving Lily mad.
So, she flew through the streets of London, singularly determined to once and for all make Mary see her. Her scarf flapped around her arms as she wove in and out of fellow pedestrians. Finally, Mary’s building came up and Lily bounded up its front steps. The lobby was warm, and Lily’s cheeks burned as they regained feeling. She took a few short, deep breaths before pushing the lift button, trying to catch her breath. Adrenaline pounded through her chest, sharpening everything.
The lift opened and Lily rushed in, tapping on her leg as she waited for the doors to close. When she was finally in front of Mary’s door, she took a long deep breath and walked into the flat.
“I need to talk to you, and I need you to really listen.” Lily didn’t even wait for Mary to respond from where she had turned around, dark brown eyes wide, in her kitchen. “You know exactly how I feel about you, right?”
Mary nodded slowly. “You love me.” She said it with a factual air, not wanting to give it too much emotion.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “I love you, and as far as I know, you don’t love me the same way, which is fine, but I want to tell you that I think your reasons for us not being together are bullshit.”
Mary opened her mouth to protest.
“Please, not yet,” Lily begged.
“Okay, you can finish.” She crossed her arms and leaned back against the counter, meeting Lily’s gaze, refusing to look away. It was a dare to keep going, to see what would happen.
Be cool. Don’t get ahead of yourself. Tell her what you want.
“You said that you weren’t ready for something serious. I don’t care. I want to be with you, regardless of where we’re both at. I want to support you and love you and be there for every version of you.” Lily took a deep breath, her chest moving faster than normal. Her eyes still locked with Mary’s, they both just breathed for a few moments.
Keep going, for the love of god keep going.
“And also I think you’re the most beautiful person on the planet. We balance each other and I understand you. You understand me. There’s just the tiny issue of you not being attracted to me. Which, by the way, I think is total bullshit. I know you felt something when we kissed last year.”
Lily’s declarations became quiet, and the air was thick with emotion, every molecule was waiting for Mary to speak.
“Lily, I really don’t know if I’m attracted to you. When we kissed, we were both so drunk. I don’t know if anything from that night is a good reference point for either of us.”
“Are you drunk right now?” The adrenaline coursing through Lily’s body gave her the courage to do the most brave thing a person in her position could do.
“No, it’s 10:30 in the morning. Are you drunk??” Mary’s eyes knitted in concern.
“No, I’m not drunk.” Lily paused. “Can I have fifteen minutes to change your mind?”
“Change my mind?”
“About not being attracted to me.” Anxious heat flared up in Lily’s chest, making her head float and breath shorten.
Mary stood up straight, still holding Lily’s gaze and crossing her arms. She took a step closer, and then another, until she was standing nearly toe to toe with Lily. She smirked and pulled out her phone.
“What are you doing?” Lily was a bit confused.
Mary’s eyes looked up into Lily’s as she said, “I’m setting a timer for fifteen minutes.”
Lily’s eyes got wide. “Really?”
Mary’s eyebrow shot up in a teasing look and she laughed. “Time is ticking, babe.”
With her heart beating fast in her ribcage, Lily grabbed Mary’s waist and immediately pulled her as close as she could, catching her lips. Lily started out slow, not wanting to scare Mary away.
Gloriously, Mary began kissing her back. Their lips slid against each other, peach and mango chapsticks mixing on their tongues. Lily was overcome with a need to taste Mary’s neck. She kissed a line from Mary’s lips to her earlobe, which she nibbled on, a sharp inhale escaping Mary’s darkened lips. Traveling down Mary’s neck, Lily picked an especially soft piece of skin, where her neck met her shoulder, to suck a bruise into the soft brown canvas. Mary’s breathing got heavier, and Lily pulled away, holding onto her arms.
“What can’t I do?” She didn’t want Mary to ever feel uncomfortable. If she wanted to stop, Lily would immediately respect her boundary.
Mary’s eyes searched hers and she slowly pushed Lily backwards until her waist hip the counter. Her eyes were darker than normal, and slightly hazy with pleasure.
Fuck, she wants this too.
”You can do whatever you want.” Lily barely heard her, but it was all she needed.
Lily pulled Mary in by her belt loop. Mary stood with a foot on each side of Lily’ leg. She pushed forward against Lily’s hip, causing her breath to hitch as they ground against each other for a few moments. Running her fingers up Mary’s arm, Lily took to exploring Mary’s mouth with her tongue. The other woman was pliant and sighed every time Lily slowly licked the roof of her mouth. Suddenly, Mary wrapped her arms around Lily’s neck and kissed her, hungrily sliding their lips against each other and pushing Lily into the hard edge of the counter. These kisses were no longer slow. Between the desperate kisses and hips jutting forward, Lily was dizzy with pleasure and just needed more.
Pulling back again, ignoring the small protests from Mary, Lily closed her eyes and took a moment to ground herself. She opened her eyes to find Mary smiling softly at her.
“I want more,” Lily said. Mary didn’t need any explanation. She took Lily’s hand and pulled her into her room. Letting go in the doorway, Mary left Lily to watch her walk away and sit on the edge of the bed. Lily had been in this room a thousand times, but never like this. This room was never going to be the same. It would always hold memories of this day. She walked towards Mary and stopped in between her open knees, running her thumbs over Mary’s cheeks and bottom lip. They kissed there for what felt like hours, innocently touching and exploring and deciding.
Suddenly, Mary’s phone lit up, buzzing and chiming in an irritating melody.
Fifteen minutes.
Lily pulled away, letting Mary turn off the alarm and respecting the terms of the experience. Their eyes met and Mary’s looked scared. She didn’t say anything for a few beats and then,
“I need more convincing,” Mary whispered. She didn’t want to stop. This felt like an admission. A possibility of something more in the future. Something that she was afraid to admit. A secret.
“I can definitely do that,” Lily rushed forward into a kiss and Mary immediately responded. Lily put her hands on her shoulders and gave her a gentle but forceful shove so Mary was sprawled on the bedspread, a pleasantly surprised expression on her face. She licked her lips and sighed as Lily moved to straddle her. They kissed slowly. Lily’s hands found themselves at the hem of Mary’s shirt. Her fingertips slipped underneath and stroked the skin they found. Her hands pressed against the bare skin of Mary’s back and moved up to take off the shirt. Mary happily complied, only breaking away from kissing Lily’s jaw to pull it off.
Lily had to take a moment. Mary hadn’t been wearing a bra, so her breasts were sitting lovely, nipples hard and swollen.
“Oh my god,” Lily breathed, dipping her head down to kiss between the breasts. She pulled Mary to sit up. Her fingers lightly grazed a nipple and she heard Mary’s breath skip.
No longer shy, Lily ran her hands over Mary’s breasts, paying special attention to the nipples. She loved watching Mary close her eyes and lose herself in the feeling of being touched this way. As she explored this new part of Mary, Lilly left a necklace of bruises just below the collarbones. She was so devoted to this task that she almost didn’t realize that Mary had been grasping at the hem of Lily’s shirt, desperately trying to remove it. Lily leaned back and in one swift movement, her shirt was off.
She smirked, she hadn’t been wearing a bra either. Mary’s mouth opened slightly and she immediately leaned in and took a nipple in her mouth.
“Oh my god,” Lily breathed as Mary gently bit down around the bud and flicked with her tongue. Remembering that this was about Mary, Lily came back into her body and pushed Mary closer to the middle of the bed. Climbing on, Lily kissed Mary from above, kissing down her neck, her chest, her nipples, and her stomach. She slipped a finger into the waistband of her jeans, pushing into the skin there and massaging. These pants needed to come off.
As Lily’s fingers fumbled with the button and zipper, Mary just watched, lazily tracing fingertips up her arm. Finally, the pants came off and Lily stood to take off her own. Within seconds, they were both naked. Mary was resting on her elbows, stomach down, watching Lily. Lily smiled and laughed, jumping to straddle Mary’s back and then flipping her onto her back, pinning her arms above her head. They held each other’s gaze and it felt like something big was happening.
Lily dipped down to kiss Mary softly. She kissed down her body again, taking her time and making sure Mary knew how much Lily wanted to do this for the rest of her life. She put her mouth over Mary’s clit and licked her tongue experimentally, looking for Mary’s reaction.
Mary’s eyes squeezed shut and she let out a whispered “fuck.” That was good enough for Lily. She repeated the same stroke with her tongue, moving in waves of pressure. Mary’s legs tightened and it became harder for her to breathe normally.
Before she could finish, Lily stopped and Mary actually glared at her.
“Why did you stop?”
“Because it’ll be even better if it takes a little time,” Lily smirked, sitting against the headboard and getting comfortable in the pillows. “Come here,” she said, spreading her bent legs and patting the mattress between them. Mary moved to sit, her back against Lily’s front.
Lily wrapped her arms around Mary’s waist and kissed her neck from behind. Mary’s head lolled to the side and she closed her eyes again. As Lily continued kissing the soft skin, occasionally biting and licking, she began to squeeze Mary’s breast with her left hand. Her right hand traveled down Mary’s stomach and to the crease of her inner thigh. She rubbed the skin there, squeezing and raking her nails over it.
Mary’s head was heavy, resting on Lily behind her. Her hands gripped Lily’s thighs as her hands mapped Mary’s body. Her fingers found their way between Mary’s legs, stroking deeper into the folds of her vulva until she could feel the wetness of her arousal. It was warm and slick, with a thick natural smell. Feeling that Mary was enjoying this on her own fingers was almost too much for Lily.
“You’re so wet for me,” Lilly whispered in Mary’s ear, almost in awe. She gave the lobe a small nibble. Mary whimpered as Lily fluttered her pointer and middle fingers against her clit.
“Keep doing that.” Mary’s voice was strained and breathy. She was lost in the feeling of Lily’s fingers as they pushed and rolled and pinched and stroked. Lily could tell that Mary was close to finishing again. Her stomach was tight and she was rolling into Lily’s fingers, desperately trying to find more pressure. Her hand tightened on Mary’s breast, and she rolled the nipple as she sucked behind her ear and slid a finger into her pussy. Mary’s breath quickened and she gripped Lily’s thigh tighter.
Lily began to thrust her finger in and out, hooking it deep inside Mary every time. It made her gasp every time. After Mary seemed adjusted to the sensation, Lily slowly pushed in a second finger. She could feel Mary tightening around her fingers and it was incredibly sexy. Keeping her hand still, Lily watched as Mary started to roll her hips, using the fingers however she wanted. As she got herself closer and closer to finishing, she tilted her head to kiss Lily. She kissed her fiercely and moaned into her mouth. Her movements became jerky as she chased her orgasm. Lily kissed her messily and swallowed her sighs and moans as every muscle in her body tightened and pleasure shook every limb.
Completely spent, Mary immediately turned around and wrapped herself around Lily, kissing her shoulder and waiting for her breathing to return to normal.
Daring to speak, Lily opened her mouth. “So, that was longer than fifteen minutes.”
Mary laughed into Lily’s shoulder and took a deep breath, “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
Lily’s whole face lit up, first her eyes, then her smile. She wrapped her arms around Mary and kissed her over and over again all over her face.
“Yes, of course.”
“Good, because now I need to make you cum and it wouldn’t feel right unless you were mine.”
Lily grinned and sighed as Mary started running her fingers up and down her body, lingering in places that tightened and learning exactly what made Lily squeeze her eyes together and fist the sheets until her knuckles turned white.