Nicole always thought of herself as straight. She had crushes on boys in high school, kissed them at parties, and imagined her future with one. It wasn’t until college that those thoughts started to shift. She made out with a girl once at a party, their lips moving in a flurry of lust fueled by vodka and weed. She hadn’t expected to get wet from it—hadn’t expected the way her body reacted, the way her stomach twisted with something deeper than curiosity.
So, she did what she always did when things got too heated. She led the girl to an empty bedroom.
That was the start.
It didn’t mean anything, not at first. Hooking up with girls was just something she did when the opportunity presented itself. But somewhere along the way, she figured something out.
She fucking loved topping women.
She loved watching their heads tip back when she kissed down their bodies, loved the way their hands tangled in her hair, tugging her closer. She especially loved the way their thighs trembled around her head, squeezing, shaking, breaking apart under her touch.
Unfortunately for her, people tended to see her as soft, delicate—assumed she’d be the one getting wrecked instead of doing the wrecking. Not that she minded being feminine. She liked her makeup, her skirts, her carefully done nails. But she wasn’t a bottom. Not with women.
So when she found herself in the walk-in fridge at the restaurant’s Christmas party, pressed against the cold metal shelves with Ruby’s lips on hers, she was immediately soaked.
Ruby had that whole butch thing going for her—short, messy red hair, tattoos up her arms, the kind of presence that made people take a step back. Nicole had seen the way Ruby carried herself in the kitchen, teasing the line cooks, throwing a cocky smirk over her shoulder whenever she nailed a dish. She was tough, gruff, confident.
And right now, she was trembling under Nicole’s hands.
Nicole kissed her hard, then trailed down, teeth scraping over her jaw before biting at the crook of her neck. Ruby let out a sharp, shuddering breath, her hands gripping Nicole’s waist like she needed something to hold onto.
“F-fuck, Nicole,” Ruby groaned, but it was closer to a whimper.
Oh. Oh, Nicole was going to have fun with this.
Nicole smirked against Ruby’s skin, rolling her hips just enough to make the other woman shudder. The contrast between them was delicious—Nicole in her tight dress and perfectly curled hair, and Ruby, all rough edges and muscle, already trembling under her hands.
She dragged her nails down the front of Ruby’s shirt, feeling the way the other woman sucked in a breath. Then she leaned in, lips brushing Ruby’s ear as she murmured, “You always talk such a big game, but look at you now.”
Ruby’s fingers clenched at her waist, strong enough that Nicole knew there’d be marks later. Good. Let her try to act like the cocky, unshakable sous chef after this. Let her remember what it felt like to be at Nicole’s mercy.
Ruby let out a shaky breath, her cocky attitude dissolving by the second. “Shut up.”
Nicole chuckled, slow and deliberate, her lips pressing to the pulse point just beneath Ruby’s jaw. “Make me.”
Ruby didn’t. She just let out another breathy, desperate noise that made Nicole’s stomach tighten with satisfaction.
“Yeah,” Nicole murmured, biting lightly at the column of Ruby’s throat. “That’s what I thought.”
Ruby was burning up, her body taut, like she was trying to hold herself back. Nicole wasn’t about to let her. She pressed closer, her thigh slipping between Ruby’s legs, and the strangled little sound that came out of her mouth made Nicole grin.
“You like that?” she purred, teasing, lips ghosting over Ruby’s ear.
Ruby only whimpered, her fingers gripping at Nicole like she was the only thing keeping her upright.
“God, you’re so cute like this,” Nicole murmured, dragging her nails up the back of Ruby’s neck before tangling her fingers into short, red hair and tugging.
Ruby gasped.
Nicole licked her lips. Oh, she was going to ruin her.
And the best part? Ruby wanted her to.
“Meet me outside in ten, baby. I’m taking you back to mine,” Nicole purred in Ruby’s ear.
Ruby bit her lip and nodded, her eyes squeezing shut like she was willing herself not to cum right there.
Nicole smirked and stepped out of the walk-in, smoothing down her skirt like she hadn’t just had the sous chef—the one everyone was a little afraid of—whimpering for her. She said her goodbyes, flashing her usual easy smile, as if she wasn’t about to take Ruby home and wreck her.
Outside, the night air was cool against her flushed skin. Ruby was already waiting against the brick wall, a cigarette dangling from her fingers, her tattoos stark against the dim light of the alley.
Nicole stepped closer, tilting her head. “Didn’t your mama ever tell you smoking kills?”
Ruby’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening slightly around the cigarette. The sight of Nicole—the memory of her hands, her mouth, the way she had taken Ruby apart in the walk-in—was still fresh in her mind.
And Nicole knew it.
Ruby scoffed, exhaling a slow stream of smoke, but Nicole didn’t miss the way her fingers trembled slightly. “Yeah? And what, you gonna scold me for it?”
Nicole plucked the cigarette from Ruby’s hand, bringing it to her own lips without breaking eye contact. She took a slow drag, then leaned in, exhaling the smoke right against Ruby’s parted lips.
“No,” she murmured, her voice smooth, deliberate. “I’m gonna make you forget you ever needed it.”
Ruby swallowed hard, her usual sharp edge dulling into something softer, more malleable. Nicole could see it in the way she shifted, in the way her shoulders lost some of that squared-off tension.
Nicole smirked, reaching up to brush her fingers along the line of Ruby’s jaw. “You gonna be good for me tonight?”
Ruby’s breath stuttered, her pupils blown wide.
“Y-yeah.”
Nicole arched a brow, trailing her nails down the side of Ruby’s neck, just barely grazing the heated skin. “Yeah, what?”
Ruby hesitated, like she was fighting the inevitable. But Nicole just waited, patient and amused, until Ruby finally exhaled shakily.
“Yes… ma’am.”
Nicole grinned, slow and pleased. “That’s my girl.”
Ruby made a strangled noise, her knees threatening to give, and Nicole caught her chin between two fingers, tilting her face up.
“Now,” she murmured, brushing her thumb over Ruby’s bottom lip. “Be a good girl and get in the car. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”
Ruby didn’t even hesitate this time.
~
The car ride was torture.
Nicole drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on Ruby’s thigh, her fingers idly tracing patterns against the fabric of her ripped jeans. She didn’t miss the way Ruby’s breath hitched as she inched her hand higher, teasingly slow.
“Something wrong?” Nicole asked, feigning innocence.
Ruby shook her head, her box-dyed hair falling into her face as she turned away, her fingers curling against her lap.
Nicole hummed, unconvinced. “You sure, baby? Kinda seems like something’s wrong.” Her voice was all silk and sin, her nails grazing Ruby’s inner thigh. Close—so close—but not quite where Ruby needed her. Nicole wouldn’t give her that. Not yet.
Ruby bit her lip hard, her thighs twitching under Nicole’s touch. “N-Nicole,” she panted, barely above a whisper.
It was adorable, really—how worked up she already was, and Nicole had barely even touched her.
Nicole smirked, giving Ruby’s thigh a squeeze before pulling her hand away entirely. “Shh, baby. I know.”
Ruby let out the quietest whimper and it made Nicole press on the gas a little harder.
~
The second Nicole shut the door to her apartment, she had Ruby backed against it, lips crashing together in a deep, searing kiss.
Ruby whimpered into Nicole’s mouth, gripping her waist tight enough to bruise. Despite the strength in her hands, despite the tough exterior—the tattoo sleeve, the dyed hair, the sharp attitude—she melted under Nicole’s touch like she was made for this.
Nicole trailed kisses down her jaw, her lips brushing against the pulse point in Ruby’s neck before she murmured, voice low and commanding, “How do you want me, baby? You want my mouth? My fingers? The strap?” Each word was punctuated by a slow, lingering kiss to Ruby’s flushed skin.
“I—fuck, Nicole, I—” Ruby’s voice broke into a whine, her body arching into her. “I want the strap, please.”
Nicole pulled back, tilting Ruby’s chin up so their eyes met. “That’s my girl.” Her smirk deepened. “You wanna be filled, huh? Is that what you want?”
Ruby moaned—just from her words—and nodded, eyes dark with need.
Nicole tsked, fingers lightly gripping her chin. “Words.”
“Yes—yes, ma’am,” Ruby gasped.
“Good girl,” Nicole praised, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She took Ruby’s hand and led her to the bedroom, which was slightly messy, but in this moment, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
Nicole stepped back, arms crossing over her chest as she looked Ruby over. “Strip. Get on the bed. No touching.”
Ruby obeyed immediately, hurriedly pulling off her clothes and climbing onto Nicole’s bed. She fisted the sheets, her knuckles white as she fought the instinct to touch herself, her thighs clenching together instead.
Nicole made quick work of removing her top and skirt, taking her time retrieving her harness from a dresser drawer. She fastened the straps with deliberate slowness, savoring the way Ruby watched her with wide, desperate eyes.
Finally, she turned to face her, and her breath hitched at the sight.
Ruby was sprawled out, her body flushed and trembling, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths.
Nicole groaned, running her tongue over her lips.
She would never get tired of this.
Never.
Nicole took her time, savoring the way Ruby looked beneath her—flushed, breathless, fighting the instinct to move. She trailed her fingers up Ruby’s tattooed arm, tracing over the ink with a featherlight touch, watching as her muscles tensed beneath her fingertips.
“So tough out there, aren’t you?” Nicole murmured, her voice thick with amusement. She leaned down, brushing her lips over Ruby’s jaw, just barely touching. “Sharp mouth, big attitude.” She nipped at her skin, just enough to make Ruby whimper. “But in here? You’re just my sweet little thing.”
Ruby whimpered, her hands flexing against the sheets, fingers twitching like she wanted to reach for Nicole but knew better.
Nicole smirked. “Good girl,” she praised, dragging her nails lightly down Ruby’s stomach, making her shiver.
She trailed lower, letting the tips of her fingers barely ghost over the inside of Ruby’s thighs. Ruby’s breath hitched, her hips jerking up instinctively, but Nicole pulled her hand away before she could give her what she wanted.
“Impatient,” Nicole tsked, shifting to press her weight down against Ruby’s hips, pinning her to the mattress. “I told you to be still, baby.”
“I—I’m sorry,” Ruby panted, her voice wrecked already.
Nicole hummed, considering. “I don’t think you are,” she teased, rolling her hips just once, letting the strap drag against her.
Ruby let out a broken moan, her head tipping back, her thighs trembling against Nicole’s sides.
Nicole smirked. “Maybe I should make you wait longer.”
“No—please,” Ruby whined, her voice high and desperate.
Nicole leaned in, lips brushing just barely against Ruby’s, teasing her with the kiss but not quite giving it to her. “What do you want, baby? Say it.”
Ruby swallowed hard, her breath coming in quick little gasps. “Want you—want your dick,” she whimpered.
Nicole kissed her jaw, her lips curving into a smirk. “Yeah? You want to be fucked, baby?” She ran her nails lightly up Ruby’s sides, reveling in the way she shivered beneath her. “You want me to ruin you?”
Ruby let out the quietest, neediest sound, her hands fisting in the sheets. “Yes—yes, ma’am, please,” she begged, her voice breaking on the last word.
Nicole groaned at the way she begged so sweetly for it, at how completely Ruby gave herself over to her. “That’s my girl.”
She reached down, lining herself up, pressing the tip against Ruby’s core but not pushing in yet. Ruby’s breath hitched, her thighs squeezing around Nicole’s hips.
Nicole smirked. “Take a deep breath, baby,” she murmured.
And then, finally, she gave Ruby what she wanted.
Ruby cried out, her back arching as Nicole pressed in, slow and deliberate, making her feel every inch. Nicole groaned, watching the way Ruby’s face twisted in pleasure, the way her mouth fell open on a moan, the way her fingers scrabbled at the sheets, struggling not to move.
“God, you take me so well,” Nicole murmured, “So fucking perfect for me.”
Ruby moaned, her hands going to Nicoles shoulders, back, ass, anywhere she could touch and cling onto.
Nicole stayed still for a moment, letting Ruby adjust, letting the anticipation build, watching the way she squirmed beneath her.
“You want me to move, don’t you?” Nicole teased, her nails dragging down Ruby’s tattooed ribs.
“Fuck—yes, please, ma’am,” Ruby gasped, her hips twitching up, desperate for more.
Nicole smirked, leaning down to kiss the corner of Ruby’s lips. “Then beg me for it.”
Ruby whimpered, looking up at her with wide, dark eyes. “Please, please, Nicole, I need it—need you to fuck me, please, I’ll be good—”
“That’s my good girl,” Nicole purred, and then she started moving, slow and deep at first, making Ruby feel every inch of her.
Ruby moaned, her hands flying up to clutch at Nicole’s back, nails digging in, her body arching, her breath coming in broken little gasps. Nicole set a rhythm, keeping it controlled, savoring the way Ruby writhed beneath her, the way she fell apart so easily.
Nicole leaned down, biting at Ruby’s neck just enough to make her shudder. “You’re so fucking pretty like this,” she murmured against her skin. “Completely at my mercy.”
Ruby moaned, her fingers digging in harder, her body trembling. “I—fuck—”
Nicole smirked, keeping her rhythm steady, dragging this out, making Ruby feel every stroke, making her work for it.
“You’re gonna come for me, baby,” Nicole whispered, her lips brushing Ruby’s ear. “But not until I say.”
Ruby whined, her body tensing, her muscles shaking. “Please,” she gasped, so completely wrecked already.
Nicole smirked at the sound that left Ruby’s lips. She loved her like this—completely at her mercy, muscles trembling, her tough-girl exterior cracking apart, piece by piece.
She kept her rhythm slow, torturous, pulling out just enough to make Ruby whimper before rolling her hips back in deep. Ruby’s nails dug into her back, her body arching, her mouth falling open in a moan that sent heat rushing straight through Nicole.
“You’re shaking, baby,” Nicole murmured, brushing her lips over Ruby’s flushed cheek. “That desperate already?”
Ruby let out a broken whimper, nodding frantically.
Nicole chuckled, amused. “You gonna cum just from this?” She punctuated the words with a slow, deliberate thrust, watching as Ruby’s entire body tensed beneath her.
“I—fuck—” Ruby gasped, her thighs squeezing tight around Nicole’s hips.
Nicole smirked. “No, baby. Use your words.”
Ruby whined, blinking up at her, eyes unfocused, mouth working soundlessly before she finally choked out, “Yes—yes, ma’am, I can’t—I need to—”
Nicole grinned, pressing a soft kiss to Ruby’s parted lips before whispering against them, “Not yet.”
Ruby whimpered so sweetly that Nicole almost took pity on her. Almost.
She rolled her hips slow, deep, dragging this out, savoring the way Ruby gasped, the way her fingers flexed against her back, the way her muscles clenched around her.
“You’re so pretty like this,” Nicole murmured, shifting to grip Ruby’s jaw, forcing her to meet her gaze. “Completely at my mercy.”
Ruby’s breath stuttered, her pupils blown wide. “Please,” she whispered, her voice breaking.
Nicole groaned, tilting her head, considering. “You think you deserve it, baby?”
“Yes,” Ruby gasped, nodding frantically, her body squirming beneath Nicole’s. “Please—I’ll be good, I swear—”
Nicole hummed, as if thinking it over. Then, with no warning, she snapped her hips forward, fucking into her deep and hard.
Ruby practically sobbed, her back arching off the mattress, her nails dragging down Nicole’s back, her body giving completely under the force of it.
“There you go, baby,” Nicole murmured, setting a relentless rhythm, watching as Ruby’s body tensed and shuddered beneath her. “Let me hear you.”
Ruby moaned, her head tipping back, her entire body trembling. “I—fuck, I—”
Nicole smirked, bringing a hand down to Ruby’s throat, resting it there lightly, just enough to feel the way her pulse pounded beneath her fingertips. “You gonna cum for me, baby?”
Ruby nodded wildly, her hands flying up to grip Nicole’s wrist. “Yes—please—please, ma’am, I—”
Nicole squeezed, just the slightest bit of pressure, just enough to make Ruby whimper. “Then cum.”
Ruby choked out a moan, her whole body seizing, pleasure hitting her so hard that for a moment, she forgot how to breathe. Her nails raked down Nicole’s back, her thighs squeezing around her hips as she shattered beneath her, crying out her name like a prayer.
Nicole slowed, riding her through it, pressing kisses to her jaw, whispering soft praises against her flushed skin. “That’s it, baby. Just like that. So good for me.”
Ruby whimpered, her body still trembling, hands gripping onto Nicole like she’d float away if she let go.
Nicole kissed her, slow and deep, grounding her as she eased her through the last waves of pleasure.
When Ruby finally went still, her breath still coming in uneven gasps, Nicole pulled back just enough to look at her.
Ruby’s breath was still uneven, her body slack against Nicole’s bed. The post-orgasm haze had her limbs heavy, her mind foggy, and she barely registered the way Nicole shifted beside her until she felt the press of soft lips against her temple.
Nicole smirked against her skin. “You alive, baby?”
Ruby let out a hoarse little laugh, cracking one eye open to glance at her. “Barely.”
Nicole chuckled, slipping off the bed, ignoring Ruby’s half-hearted whine of protest. “Don’t move,” she murmured, brushing a hand over Ruby’s stomach before standing up. “I’ll be right back.”
Ruby wasn’t exactly in a position to move if she wanted to. Her muscles still felt like jelly, her body deliciously sore in a way that made her want to curl up and sleep for a year.
She barely noticed Nicole moving around the room until she heard the sink running in the bathroom. A moment later, Nicole was back, a warm washcloth in one hand, a water bottle in the other.
“Here, baby,” Nicole murmured, sitting beside her, uncapping the bottle and bringing it to Ruby’s lips.
Ruby blinked at her, a little dazed, before accepting it, taking slow sips.
Nicole watched her carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair out of Ruby’s flushed face. “Good girl,” she murmured when Ruby had taken enough.
Ruby rolled her eyes, but the warmth in her chest betrayed her.
Nicole smirked but didn’t say anything, just set the water bottle aside and pressed the warm washcloth between Ruby’s legs, gentle and slow.
Ruby hissed, her body twitching at the sensitivity.
“Shh, I know,” Nicole soothed, pressing a soft kiss to Ruby’s thigh as she cleaned her up. “You’re all shaky, baby.”
Ruby scoffed weakly. “Whose fault is that?”
Nicole grinned. “Yours, for being so fucking easy to wreck.”
Ruby groaned, covering her face with her hands. “Fuck off.”
Nicole chuckled, tossing the washcloth aside before settling back onto the bed. She pulled the covers up over Ruby’s bare body, then, without thinking much about it, climbed in beside her.
Ruby blinked at her, clearly surprised. “You’re staying?”
Nicole raised an eyebrow. “I literally just fucked you into the mattress. You think I’m just gonna kick you out?”
Ruby hesitated, then shrugged like she wasn’t sure how to answer.
Nicole sighed, rolling onto her side, propping herself up on an elbow as she studied Ruby’s face. “You okay?”
Ruby hesitated again, then nodded. “Yeah. Just… not used to this part.”
Nicole softened a little at that. She’d suspected as much—Ruby put up walls, acted tough, but she wasn’t used to being taken care of.
Nicole reached out, tracing her fingers over one of the tattoos on Ruby’s arm, just for something to ground her. “Well, get used to it.”
Ruby blinked up at her.
Nicole smirked, leaning down to kiss the corner of Ruby’s lips, barely there. “You take it so good for me. Of course I’m gonna take care of you after.”
Ruby swallowed, looking like she wanted to argue, but instead, she just let out a slow breath and let herself relax into the pillow.
Nicole reached for her phone, checking the time. “You staying the night?”
Ruby shrugged. “Do you want me to?”
Nicole rolled her eyes. “You can stay or go, baby, but if you leave now, you’re walking out of here with your legs barely working.”
Ruby flushed, groaning. “God, you’re insufferable.”
Nicole laughed, tugging Ruby closer against her chest. “Come on, baby, let me hold you for a little while.”
Ruby didn’t argue this time.
She sighed, resting her head against Nicole’s shoulder, letting herself enjoy the warmth of her body.
Nicole smirked against the top of her head. “See? You like this.”
“Shut up,” Ruby mumbled, already half-asleep.
Nicole chuckled but didn’t say anything else, just pulled the blankets up tighter around them, pressing one last soft kiss to Ruby’s forehead.
Yeah. She could get used to this.