[ava] 10:30pm
are you up? i miss you.
[bea] 10:30pm
i just got home from a game, i thought you were supposed to be with your boy toy this weekend.
[ava] 10:31
jc? the boys soccer team suddenly entered a tournament a couple hours away for the weekend.
[bea] 10:32
they’re not even good and yet they get to play in tournaments out of town, but not us? so i’m guessing you want some company then.
[bea] 10:33
can’t let a pretty girl spend her weekend alone can i?
[ava] 10:33
i might have a few things to offer in return for your presence.
[bea]10:34
mine or yours?
[ava]10: 34
i can be there in 20 minutes, why don’t you clean up since you played tonight.
[bea] 10:35 pm
my bedroom window is open for you.
ava read the message and hopped on her bike and started the ride.
beatrice on the other hand was letting hot water wash over her body as she thoughts of the actions that got her here.
screwing around with the head cheerleader who’s boyfriend is the captain of the men’s soccer team at school.
not that they were good, and not like beatrice could ever resist ava and her wants every since she met the girl a couple years ago she always found her interesting in more ways that one.
beatrice jumps out the shower and starts drying off before walking back into her room to put on some clothes.
in the midst of her search she heard the window slide open and then shut back.
“wow, dinner and a show huh? ava says tossing her bag on the ground.
beatrice turns around towel still wrapped around her and walks towards the window shutting the blinds.
“good evening ms silva, how may i be of assistance?”
“i think you know exactly what to do.” ava closes the distance between them
beatrice leans into the kiss allowing her self to relax after a stressful win just an hour prior.
orion catholic school was a school with lots of opportunities for their student athletes however it was clear that even if the girls sports were superior to others they were still not prioritized.
this bugged beatrice especially since she was the captain of the girl’s soccer team who are on their way to win a state championship.
but at the end of the day she’s the one getting scouted by big schools, not jc.
however just hearing that the boys got to go on a to a weekend tournament which was bound to be nice set a fire in her.
they were better, she was better.
there was no better proof of this than ava silva standing in her bedroom kissing her rather that spending time with that trashy boyfriend of hers.
“bea… wanna come back to reality?” ava says cupping her face in between her hands.
“yes, sorry darling. something caught my thoughts. let’s take care you shall we?”
“i know you’re upset about them going to a tournament, but don’t be because they’re gonna loose.”
“you shouldn’t be saying those things about you boyfriend ms. silva.” beatrice says before trailing kisses down the shorter girl’s neck.
“shh don’t talk about him, you’ll ruin the moment.”
with this comment beatrice is on a mission. she will get ava to admit that she’s better than that prick with a tiny dick.
“lay down.” beatrice says more or a statement than a suggestion.
ava obeys pulling beatrice down with her while also taking of the towel the taller girl has around her body.
“you’re a work of art beatrice young”
“wow silva you sure know how to make a girl blush. now how about we get rid of that pesky little crop top hmm?”
ava makes quick work of her shirt tossing it somewhere, beatrice wastes no time showing tan girls chest some affection.
she trails kisses and bites as she pleases and unclasps ava bra as her back arches up into her.
she takes her time as she takes one of ava’s nipples in her mouth while massaging the other with her hand.
she switched her movements to other breast and repeats until ava starts to slowly push her head further down her body.
beatrice complies dropping to her knees and pulling ava closer to the edge of the bed by her hips before removing the girl’s sweat pants painful slow.
“bea please.”
“patience is a virtue darling.”
“please.” ava begs with accompanying puppy dog eyes to get her way.
the taller girls listens and makes quick work of the other girl’s pants and underwear tossing them behind her.
she kisses down ava’s thighs until she reaches the spot she’s needed and she’s met with a cry.
“fuck” ava sighs hands pooling in beatrice’s hair.
lips wrap around the shorter girls clit and she can barely keep her self contained.
“more, bea please.”
ava begs and who is beatrice not to obey? she slips in on finger working diligently until she adds another.
beatrice kisses her way back up ava’s neck before whispering, “is everything alright, how are you feeling?”
“full.”
one word and it sends beatrice on a rampage as she picks up the speed and begins a full blown assault on the tan girl’s chest.
“you’re so pretty ava, beautiful, gorgeous, a work of art.”
beatrice’s thumb begins to swipe at ava’s clit which makes her see stars.
she’s practically falling apart under the soccer player.
back arching off the bed whilst becoming more vocal is the tell tale sign and beatrice knows she close.
“not until i say so silva.”
“but bea i c-“
“not until i say so.”
“fuck.”
beatrice knows ava well enough that she’s not gonna last much longer but it’s always fun to push her limits.
and boy does beatrice know how to test them because ava’s pretty sure she way past seeing stars now, instead she’s seeing galaxies.
“beatrice please.”
“tell me i’m better.” the taller girl whispers in ava’s ear.
“what? bea please i’m so close.”
“tell me that i’m better than him.”
“fuck, jc? of course you’re better. fuck , oh my god,” ava can barely contain herself anymore, “why do you think i here? you’re so much better than him bea.”
beatrice smirk against ava’s neck and she know the girl beneath can feel it.
“good, now come for me love.”
it takes milliseconds before ava is falling apart.
“i got you, you’re good, i’m here.” is what beatrice tells her as nails dig and scratch at her back before they fall limp.
“i’m going get you a water and a snack, are you good here do you need anything else?”
“just one thing.” ava says before pulling beatrice into a passionate kiss.
“glad to be of service.”
beatrice walks over to her drawer to put on some clothes while ava shamelessly checks her out.
she tiptoes through her house grabbing two water bottles and a cookie because she knows ava has an insatiable sweet tooth.
when she return she finds ava in just her underwear and one of beatrice’s shirts.
and she swears she could take ava again right now just at the sight.
“you look good silva.”
“i could say the same about you ms young.”
beatrice let’s out a chuckle.
“so i’m better than jc huh?” beatrice says with a grin.
“i’m convinced that a blind old man is better than he his. you’re a goddess bea.”
“he’s that bad? damn i almost pity you.”
“i’m not going to bother you with my sex horror stories but just know, it’s terrible.”
“then i won’t pester you about it any longer. what do you want to watch?”
“oh there’s this one show called warrior nun, i heads it’s supposed to be good.”
“okay, then that settles it. let get the lights you make yourself comfortable.”
beatrice walks to the door locks it and turns off the lights before curling up next to ava who turns to face her.
“hey, are you okay. i know that you’re upset about the tournament but if there’s any questions about me and jc vs us then we can talk about it. i know that i’m “with him” but it’s only for now because otherwise my mom will freak out, but just know that i only want you beatrice young. i sorry that i put you in this position.”
“ava, thank you for the reassurance and the while the tournament and jc have definitely made me question a few things none have them have been about my feelings for you, and remember that i was the one who kissed you in the locker room first so it’s kind my fault we’re in this position.”
“we’ll i’m happy you did, despite the situation we’re in. only you beatrice young, remember that.” and with that ava gives her soft loving kiss and turns back around some they can actually watch the tv.
“thank you darling, sleep well.”