Makayla Richberg (makknows) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-03-23 12:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | #october 2017, mak, mak x sabrina, sabrina |
Who: Sabrina and Mak
When: Sunday, Oct 8, afternoon
Where: Mak’s house
Warning: turns NSFW
Status: Complete
No day was boring anymore, but if anything was coming close, it was Sunday. Mak had put the salt around her bed like Sabrina suggested, and been thrilled to find that it worked. Sort of. She was still having awful dreams with the red-eyed shadow thing in it, but any hurt it caused her had stopped transferring over into the waking world. It was a small mercy, but she would take anything. It was still difficult to sleep and get any real rest, and her mother had felt her forehead more than once over the weekend, tutting that she thought Mak must be getting sick. She knew she looked like a zombie, but she couldn’t really help it.
She’d tried to do her homework after lunch, feeling awful that she was starting to fall behind. Mak couldn’t tank her senior year, she just couldn’t, but it was so hard to concentrate on anything. She’d decided to take a break at some point in the afternoon, and shuffled down to the kitchen to grab a snack. It looked like a beautiful day through the kitchen windows, maybe if she sat outside in the sun for a while, it would recharge her batteries some. She wouldn’t have the opportunity for very much longer this year, after all. Mak grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and started toward the back door.
After Sebastian had dropped her back off at home, Sabrina headed immediately for Mak's house. She supposed she could have had Bastian drop her off there, but Sabrina needed some time to work out in her head everything that had just happened. She had three small satchels of witchy stuff in her bag and she wanted to give one to Mak as soon as possible. It was also mind-blowing that Sebastian McCarthy was a witch. Well, supposedly. His parents wouldn't let him practice, which was kind of funny to Sabrina the more she thought about it. Most parents were against drugs and sex, but his parents were more worried that witchcraft. Just say no to magic, kids.
She finally made it to Mak's house and Sabrina was realizing that she hadn't texted Mak at all about coming over. It was possible Mak wasn't even home, or maybe she had family visiting or something. Pausing outside Mak's house on the sidewalk, Sabrina pulled out her phone and sent a quick text. hey. I'm out front. sorry forgot to text earlier. u home?
Luckily, Mak had tucked her phone into her sweatpants pocket before she left her room. She kind of never went anywhere without it, just in case. Before she could put her hand on the door to the back porch, it buzzed against her leg. Mak fished it out, saw Sabrina’s text, and let out a surprised little laugh. She was out front already? Dork. Mak diverted her course to the front of the house and opened the front door instead of answering. She was barefoot and comfortable, just in sweatpants and a tank top, and Sabrina was a sight for sore eyes. Mak waved her closer, because duh, she was definitely home, stepping out onto the front porch for the moment. “Hey,” she greeted once her girlfriend was close enough. Mak gave her an uncertain small smile. “You okay?”
Sabrina looked up when she heard the door open and she sighed softly with relief that it was Mak and not her mom or dad. Not that Sabrina didn't like Mak's parents, but she wasn't really in the mood for a bunch of small talk. She slipped her phone back into her bag and walked up to the front porch where Mak was waiting. This really did suck a lot, because Mak looked really cute in her sweatpants and tank top and Sabrina just wanted to be a normal girl drooling over her girlfriend without some demon getting in the way of it. "I'm fine," Sabrina said with a small smile. "I just had things to tell you about and I don't know... my brain was somewhere else, or I would have texted first before walking over. Could we like, hang out in your room or... just somewhere your mom and dad won't hear anything?"
Mak was pretty sure she looked like an exhausted hot mess -- she sure as hell felt like it -- but Sabrina would understand. There wasn’t much to be done about it. “Of course, yeah,” she answered. In spite of the lack of notice, Sabrina stopping by could’ve been exactly what she needed to turn her day around. They were both going through hell, but it always seemed more manageable when they were actually together. Mak leaned in to pop a quick kiss to Sabrina’s cheek, then turned to lead her into the house. Her parents were elsewhere, so they were nicely alone as they climbed the stairs and went to Mak’s room. She didn’t even bother yelling that she had company over or anything; if they could avoid parents altogether, that would be ideal. Once they were safe in her haven, Mak shut the door behind them. “What’s up?”
Sabrina sort of wished she could just crawl into Mak's bed and sleep for the next few days. But she also knew that Mak was going through the same scary shit that she was, so Sabrina was doubting she would get a lot of rest. The only upside would be that she and Mak were together and Sabrina wasn't all alone back at her apartment. She sat down on Mak's bed, mindful of keeping her shoes off the blankets, and set her bag beside her to pull out one of the baggies that Reagan Kelly made for her. "Here," she said, offering it to Mak. "This is like... a protection bag. Hex bag? Hex sounds bad, so I'd rather call it a protection bag. All you have to do is like, put something small of yours in it and it'll keep you safe until we can figure out how to get rid of whatever is fucking with us."
Mak moved to join Sabrina on her bed, pulling her bare feet up to tuck them under herself. She took the little bag from Sabrina to look at it, her eyebrows raising. “Something small of mine?” she questioned, glancing up at Sabrina again. “What like ... an earring or something? Where’d you get this?” Protection-slash-hex bag sounded kind of magic-y. Mak had already believed in lots of things, like aliens and some cryptids and that kind of ‘the universe is vast and unknowable’ sort of stuff ... but magic? Though she supposed it wasn’t any more weird than scary nightmare-demons latching onto them from a Ouija board and torturing all of them.
“Yeah, like jewelry, or like, a piece of your hair, which I know sounds super weird.” Sabrina set her bag out of the way then and licked her lips as she glanced between the bag and Mak’s face. “You put it in there and close it up, then leave it under your bed, or mattress or in your book bag? Just, you’re supposed to put it somewhere and leave it there and it’s supposed to protect you. I got it from a witch in town, if you’ll believe that.” Sabrina laughed, unable to help herself. “Sebastian picked me up today and took me to a legit witch. She made these for me so I could give them to you, Hunter and Jade.”
Mak pursed her lips and gazed at the bag while Sabrina told her what to do with it. She supposed it would make more sense to keep it in her bed somehow, since that was where most of the trouble was happening. Her eyes lifted back to Sabrina’s face and her brows lifted. “A legit witch?” she echoed. “Okay A, how does Sebastian know a witch, and B, ohmygod what was that like?” She flashed a brief grin, looking intrigued. “Was it like that Wicca stuff? Call on the goddesses and burn sage kinda shit?” If things had been any sort of normal and they weren’t in the situation they were in, she might have scoffed and not believed Sabrina ... but they were. Sabrina wouldn’t fuck around with someone she thought was full of shit. Things were serious.
Sabrina winced a little, feeling torn between telling Mak everything and keeping certain things a secret, like Sebastian being a witch too. “He knows a lot of stuff it seems like,” Sabrina said with a soft laugh. “But you know Reagan Kelly? She owns the Belladonna shop. It was her. She has like, this back room full of crazy shit. I don’t know if it was wicca or what, but she made some fucking rocks glow in her hand. She didn’t burn anything, but she used some herbs and uh, what looked like little bones? I don’t know. She said this will protect you, but it’s not permanent and like, dark shit like demons can be more powerful than simple protection spells.” Sabrina sighed and brushed her hair from her face. “She said a blessing from like, a priest might help. Or if that doesn’t work, blood magic and that sounds really gross.”
Mak noticed that Sabrina kept it pretty vague about Sebastian McCarthy, but the rest of what she said was too fascinating for her to complain about that. She knew right where Belladonna was, and she’d even bought her mom a few presents from there the past couple of holidays. Mak’s brows lifted toward her hair at the revelation that Reagan Kelly was a witch. How crazy was that? “Holy shit. But blood magic? Ew, no, we would probably like ... end up summoning like five more demons if we tried to do that.” Mak made a face, then looked down at the little bag in her hands again. “A priest though ... I hadn’t even thought of something like that.” Which seemed kind of stupid now, but she’d never been very religious to begin with. “Maybe a priest can help like, all our problems.”
"I don't think we would do the blood magic," Sabrina said. "But like, a witch. But it's probably super expensive given how much those things cost me." She waved at the bag in Mak's hand. "I don't think it would hurt to ask the priest at one of the churches, assuming he believes us, right? So maybe we can try that before we do anything else." They were stuck in a really bad teen horror flick. That's what it felt like. Thankfully no one had been brutally murdered, and Sabrina was determined to keep it that way. At least they had some help. "Rost gave me a talisman type thingy to put under my bed too, and that's helped. I'm going to try and get a few more for you guys."
It did feel like a bad movie. Which was what made Mak think they ought to go to the Catholic priest at St. Dismas first. The Catholics were the ones always doing exorcisms on people and everything, right? Not that any of them were directly possessed, but maybe a real priest would have good ideas on what they should do. It made Mak a little uncomfortable, since she didn’t feel exactly welcome in church settings, but she would power through to make this problem go away. “Thanks,” she told Sabrina, giving her a small, meaningful smile. Mak reached over to squeeze her hand. “You’re doing like, way more than I am, I don’t know where to start. Want to go together to talk to a priest tomorrow or something? And I can totally pay you back for the bag. How much was it anyway?”
Sabrina was definitely not a church goer. She didn’t really believe in God or anything and she wondered if that would make things more difficult. She wrapped her fingers around Mak’s hand, wanting to keep the physical connection after the past couple of days. “I didn’t know where to start either,” she admitted. “But Sebastian was there when I was trying to break into Loomis’s shop and then he seemed to know what to do? So now we have these little hex bag things and maybe it’ll give us some time until we figure out how to get rid of the entire thing.” Releasing a slow breath, she smiled a bit tiredly at Mak. “We can definitely go after school if you want. See if Mister Priest even believes in demonic hauntings and shit. And you don’t have to pay me back for the bag. I feel like I started all this, so it’s the least I can do. I have one for Hunter and Jade too.”
“You didn’t mean to start anything.” Mak was more than good with holding hands. Really, she wanted to tackle Sabrina and just forcibly cuddle her until they both fell asleep for a couple of days, but that was a bit much at the moment. “You bought four? C’mon, let me give you something for it,” she said, already knowing Sabrina would probably say no again. Mak would just have to sneak her some money, or buy something really nice for her once this was all over or something. She knew Sabrina didn’t make much, and her living situation was worse and all. “If he doesn’t, there’s some other churches to try,” she said with a bit of a nod. “Or we could like, go over his head or something. We’ll figure it out. But yeah, we should do it. And uh, thanks for this.” Mak lifted the bag a tiny bit, then leaned over to set it down on the nightstand. She could add something to it and put it under her mattress in a bit. Mak shifted around until her back was against the headboard and her legs stretched out, and she held her arms out to Sabrina in invitation.
"No, I bought three. I have that thing from Rost." Technically she bought two and Sebastian bought one, but Sabrina was going to pay him back, so technically she bought it. "If I want another, Reagan Kelly said I could come back." Sabrina toed off her shoes and moved to sit with Mak, unable to resist resting her head on Mak's shoulder. It was impossible not to feel like shit. Mak looked tired, and this was really all Sabrina's fault. She felt determined to be the one to fix it, no matter what. Even if she had to pay Reagan Kelly for... blood magic. Sabrina slipped her arm over Mak's stomach. "I'm sorry we didn't go to Homecoming. Or Queen Bitch's party. Once this is all over, we'll do a bunch of normal teenage shit. Like, we'll go overboard with it, even."
Mak hummed her understanding, glad that Rost had been able to give Sabrina something to help too. Something for free, it sounded like. That was nice of him. She settled her arm around Sabrina and leaned her cheek against the other girl’s head, her hand coming up to stroke and play with her hair. It was so soft. This was a much better position to talk about scary shit in. Or any shit, really. “Don’t be sorry,” she murmured, giving Sabrina a gentle squeeze. “I didn’t really wanna go either. We’ll be right as rain for prom though, and we can knock ‘em dead with our hotness.” Mak smiled a little, banishing the thought that they might not still be together when prom came around. Or worse. No, she definitely couldn’t let herself think like that. “And then we can like, cause a scene somehow, ‘cause that’s a normal teen thing, right?”
Sabrina chuckled softly, though she couldn't really imagine going to prom. She liked her skirts and stuff, but dressing up in a formal dress wasn't really her thing. Then again, maybe she would change her mind between now and May. It might be worth it to go with Mak. Maybe by then all of this would be over and they would be just normal teenagers again. "I think we should definitely cause a scene. Have like, a huge fight in the middle of the dance floor. Or, just make out? We can leave the drama to all the psycho girls in our class instead. I mean, I'm good for making a scene, but it has to be the right kind of scene." She was just rambling, but Sabrina didn't think Mak would care. She was just comfortable where she was and Mak's hand in her hair felt soothing and nice and she didn't want to move.
Mak laughed softly and nodded -- they definitely didn’t want some run-of-the-mill scene that any popular girls could make. “Maybe like ... we need to find some fly suits and just go butch the whole night and look amazing and get everybody’s sexuality all confused. Then we can make out on the dance floor.” She was grinning as she said it, able to picture the two of them in tuxes and looking hot. Mak was definitely not putting on a dress for prom either, no matter who she went with, fuck no. This was relaxing her for sure, lying around with Sabrina’s soft weight against her and her silky hair under Mak’s fingers. She found herself really glad that Sabrina had come by unannounced. “Ohoh, and we can start a dance battle! I hope you know how to breakdance. If not we’ve got a few months to learn.”
"I don't know how to dance dance let alone break dance," Sabrina said with a soft snort. "I can't even sway back and forth without looking awkward as fuck." But she had to admit the idea of wearing some hot women tuxes to prom sounded really fun, even if she usually lifted her nose at going to school dances. Sabrina lifted her face to look at Mak. "You would win any dance battle, by far. But that doesn't mean I won't totally embarrass myself for the fun of it. Let's just plan for hot girlfriend tuxes for prom. That'll give me something to look forward to."
Mak wasn’t too into school dances either, being a single lesbian and all, but she thought that their senior prom was worth going to. Especially if they were still together. But doing it with their own style sounded perfect. She looked down at Sabrina and smiled. “Hot girlfriend tuxes are totally written in stone now, it’s happening,” she murmured. “And don’t be so sure about my dancing abilities, I can be plenty embarrassing too.” Mak grinned. She was actually all right at dancing, she just didn’t do too much of the style of it that dominated school dances. Oh well. They would have fun anyway, and if they started to not have fun, they could bail. Mak kissed Sabrina’s forehead. “You’re gonna be so hot in a girl tux,” she murmured. “Like, even hotter than usual, which is ridiculously hot.”
Sabrina lifted a brow playfully. "Ridiculously hot? That's like, ten times better than just regular hot, right?" She wasn't fishing for compliments, but it was a fun line of conversation. Much better than talking about demons and witches and hex bags. Surprisingly, she was sort of looking forward to prom now, if only because that meant they were still alive and in one piece, and you know, actually together. Sabrina tended not to look too far into the future, but she liked the thought that Mak liked her enough to be thinking ahead. "You'll look ridiculously hot in a tux too. But you look pretty hot in your sweatpants, so..." She grinned and leaned in to press a kiss against Mak's lips.
“Like, twenty times better,” Mak murmured, smiling into the kiss for a second before she returned it the right way. Talking about the future and prom and turning heads with their sexiness was much more pleasant than anything else they could talk about, and Mak thought they kind of needed that. And more snuggling. And kissing too, because that was starting to put a warm, pleasant weight in her lower belly. She closed her eyes, her arm tightening a little bit around Sabrina as she lingered over the kiss, just enjoying how her girl’s lips felt against hers. Regardless of how she actually looked, she now felt pretty hot in her sweatpants.
Sabrina found it was becoming increasingly easier being with Mak like this. Admittedly it was a little weird at first, only because they had been friends for so long. Well, that and Sabrina had a habit of denying herself things that she really wanted. Maybe she felt like she didn't deserve them, but Sabrina supposed that was a topic for her therapist, if she ever went back to see her. She scooted up a bit more so she could kiss Mak easier. The hair petting had been nice, but this was much, much better. It was hard to feel hormonal and stuff when she was scared as hell most days, but it felt safe in Mak's room, and she was feeling much better about their options after meeting with Sebastian and Reagan. Sabrina wasn't going to feel guilty about this either. If anything, just the memory of it would help her get through the night, at least.
Mak hadn’t been very horny herself since their problem began. Which felt like forever now, especially with Sabrina kissing her like that. She was starting to feel all those tingles rushing through her, and it seemed like so long since she’d felt that. She shifted her position a bit too, turning in toward Sabrina so the angle was even better. A bit tentatively, Mak parted her lips to deepen the kiss, her hand sliding over to rest on Sabrina’s leg. Not too high, but there. Her mouth was so soft and she smelled so damn good, and Mak really really needed to feel normal again for a little while.
It was hard to feel horny or whatever when one was barely sleeping and trying to expect the unexpected. But maybe those things that Rost and Reagan had given them would help, or were even helping already because Sabrina found it easy to turn off her brain and relax against Mak, parting her own lips to taste the other girl with her tongue. There was no pot involved this time, but it still felt just as amazing and Sabrina could feel those delicious sparks of arousal in the pit of her stomach, quickly spreading throughout her entire body. Though she and Mak had kissed before, she had missed kissing like this, where every stroke of Mak's tongue against hers had her feeling hot and achy. Kissing was one of her favorite things to do, really, especially with Mak.
Who needed weed when just the natural rush was this good? Mak already felt a little high from kissing Sabrina, her head spinny in a good way and like she’d lost all track of time. It was pretty blissful to have a quieted mind, all of the fear and worry that had been dominating all of her thoughts lately turned down to a whisper in the back of her mind. Mak let out a soft sound into the kiss, pressing into it a tiny bit more as her own core slowly headed up. She was keenly aware of how alone they were, how her mom didn’t even know Sabrina was over, and it all suddenly felt kind of risky. Which only made it even more exciting. Mak’s hand slid up Sabrina’s thigh another inch or two, not much thought behind it.
The very last thing Sabrina wanted was for Mak's mom to interrupt, or come barging in or whatever. She didn't think Mrs. Richberg would be super happy with her daughter making out on her bed with another girl. Obviously the more making out part than the girl part, but it was still something she was a little mindful of. Had Mak locked her door? Sabrina couldn't remember, nor was she thinking about it too much. Instead she was enjoying the feel and taste of Mak's lips, and the way Mak's hand kept moving on her thigh. It sent pleasant little tingles through her body and Sabrina had to resist reaching down to take Mak's hand to place it where she really wanted it to be. Unable to help herself, Sabrina let her hand fall to Mak's side, where she dipped her fingers under the hem of Mak's shirt to slide her hand around Mak's bare waist to her back. She didn't think Mak would mind it, but her touch was a tiny bit tentative, just in case.
Minding it was the very last thing Mak was doing. The soft touch against her bare skin made Mak’s whole body tingle, and she drew in a sharper breath through her nose. She’d completely forgotten about her mom and her bedroom door and the whole house around them really. All she could focus on was Sabrina’s mouth and her hand against Mak’s back. She put her appreciation into the kiss, softly stroking her tongue against Sabrina’s and letting out soft little sounds here and there. She wanted More too, to slide her hand further up into the warmth under Sabrina’s skirt, to feel the other girl’s weight against her, just ... anything. But she felt hesitant too, not wanting to be too pushy or demanding. So she just kissed her with more intensity and gently squeezed the inside of her leg.
It had been a really long time since Sabrina had hardcore made out with anyone. She honestly hadn't felt the need or desire to, except for lately with Mak. She sort of wished that they were back at her apartment, only because Sabrina knew for a certainty that her dad wouldn't be home and they could do whatever they wanted without fear of being interrupted. Sabrina pulled back slightly from the kissing, her heart pounding in her chest and her lips feeling tingly and swollen in the best way. "Does your mom, like... knock before she comes in?" Sabrina asked, since she didn't think she could just come out and tell Mak to lock the door.
Mak felt breathless and a little dizzy and very much achey and like her clothes didn’t fit right anymore. She nodded at the question -- thankfully there was always knocking in the Richberg household -- but she knew there were more steps she could take to cover their asses. And if Sabrina was asking, asses might need to be covered. “Hang on,” she breathed, and pulled away from Sabrina. Mak rolled off the bed onto her feet and hurried over to her bedroom door. She locked the knob, giving it a little jiggle to make sure it was secure. Back at the side of the bed, Mak picked up her phone and shot her mother a quick text, Napping, then turned on her Spotify to play through the bluetooth speakers nestled throughout the room. Not too loud, but enough to cover them if someone came to the door. She flashed Sabrina a grin as she started to climb back onto the bed. “I’m ‘taking a nap,’ so we should be okay,” she murmured.
Sabrina licked her lips when Mak slipped off the bed, and she couldn't help but smile a little when Mak returned to turn on music. In an ideal world, this would be how Sabrina lived. Having to lock her door and lie to her parents about having a girlfriend over. Sabrina supposed she was grateful on some level for having the freedom she had, but on another level, she sort of envied Mak for having such a normal life. Well, except for the whole demon haunting thing. "Taking a nap," Sabrina said with a soft laugh as she laid back on Mak's bed, her arm reaching out for her girlfriend. Things were always so much more comfortable when they were horizontal. "Is that what we're going to call this from now on? It can be like, code for wanting to make out."
Mak’s mom was well versed in technology, so it wasn’t too unusual for them to text each other within the house, and Mak had sent out Do Not Disturb messages before. She would have to sneak Sabrina out closer to dinner time, but they had a while before that happened. It was kind of exciting to have a girl in her room with nobody knowing about it, and her heart was beating hard with all kinds of feelings as she crawled in close again, her gaze roaming over Sabrina on approach. God, she was gorgeous. And hot. Mak stretched out on her side next to her again, fully facing her this time, and slipped her arm over Sabrina’s waist to pull her in closer. “Hey, whatever works, right?” she murmured with a little smirk. “Naps are good for you.” Mak brushed their lips together softly before tilting her head for a deeper kiss.
Sabrina was pretty good with being sneaky, so she wasn't worried about having to slip out undetected later. Parents were the last thing on her mind though, and she let her hand rest on Mak's side when she came in to stretch out beside her. It was so nice to be kissed and to kiss, especially with someone she liked as much as Mak. It was also a challenge for Sabrina, opening herself up to someone who already knew a lot of her flaws and problems. She was afraid of scaring Mak off, but... so far, so good. This might have been the only good thing in her life at the moment, and she wanted so badly to just let go and enjoy it. Sabrina parted her lips and hummed softly into the kiss, her fingers curling in Mak's shirt. How amazing would it be if they could just lay there and make out for the rest of the night? Screw demons and dumb people and everything. All that mattered to Sabrina at the moment was Mak.
It was so cliche, but Mak felt like this had to be what heaven felt like. It wasn’t just the kissing, it was the whole glowy feeling she got doing it, and the intimacy. There really wasn’t any other word for it. Mak had had a couple of girlfriends and she’d liked them and they’d gotten along, but Sabrina had really been her friend before this. They knew each other. They were even going through scary, bonding shit together, seeing one another not at their best. And they still wanted to do this? It was so nice. Mak slipped her hand up the back of Sabrina’s shirt to lightly caress her bare skin, wanting to return how amazing that touch felt. She stroked their tongues together, her thigh pressing against Sabrina’s.
Being friends with Mak before all of this definitely helped, and probably gave them an advantage somehow. Sabrina was sure there were things Mak still didn't know about her, and vice versa, but those revelations could come with time. Right now if felt like even if they ended up breaking up someday, they would still be forever tied by their experiences here in Point Pleasant, especially lately. But Sabrina wasn't thinking about the future, or anything like that. She was too caught up in how Mak felt and tasted, and how Sabrina's skin felt tingly underneath Mak's fingertips. And since Mak had her hand under Sabrina's shirt, Sabrina didn't feel weird about slipping her own underneath Mak’s. Mak's skin was hot and smooth and Sabrina hummed a happy noise into Mak's mouth as she deepened the kiss, feeling her arousal spike a bit more intensely.
There were always things to be discovered, that was for sure. Like how that sound from Sabrina could make Mak’s crotch tingle crazily, like she was getting sweetly electrocuted. It made her hips rock forward a little, and reminded her of just how much she wanted them to be wearing fewer clothes. With a soft sound of her own, Mak kissed Sabrina back with equal enthusiasm, her hand flat against her back for a moment longer before she felt bold enough to move it. Mak knew Sabrina wasn’t a virgin, even if she’d never fooled around with another girl, so Mak was sure she was no stranger to being groped. She just wanted her to enjoy it. Mak slid her touch downward to cup Sabrina’s ass through her skirt, a caress that turned into a gentle squeeze as she licked at Sabrina’s tongue and hummed helplessly again.
Sabrina might have giggled when Mak squeezed her ass, had it been any other time, on any other day. But she was already feeling turned on and overheated and so Mak's touch only made Sabrina sigh happily against Mak's mouth. It also prompted a bit of encouragement, and Sabrina slid her hand up Mak's side, around to her front until her palm covered Mak's breast. She knew that was pretty bold, and maybe Mak wouldn't like it, but Sabrina figured if it was a problem, Mak would tell her. Sabrina just wanted to touch and it felt so good. Sabrina had kissed other girls before - once or twice - but never to this extent. It felt natural and amazing and her body certainly agreed with every single second of it.
Mak had been in comfort mode when Sabrina showed up, so she hadn’t been wearing a bra -- not that she needed much of one. Sabrina’s hand sliding up her body tickled in the most delicious way, and her crotch gave a throb when the touch reached its destination. Her nipple was already a bit hard, and it pulled tighter against Sabrina’s palm. A soft groan escaped Mak’s throat and she pulled Sabrina’s hips in tighter against hers, nudging her knee between Sabrina’s thighs. She pulled the back of her skirt up enough to get her hand under it to touch a bit more intimately. The texture of Sabrina’s tights over her panties was hot as hell. Mak’s mind was blissfully empty, all of her running on instinct and doing whatever made that ache between her legs feel even better.
Despite not having a ton of experience, Sabrina knew she loved feeling someone else's skin. Mak's was smooth under her hand, and her breast was deliciously heavy against her palm. Sabrina fanned her thumb over the tight little bud and moaned softly into the other girl's mouth. It took everything Sabrina had not to grind herself against Mak's knee. Her clothes felt so damn restrictive that it was becoming uncomfortable. There was a small amount of desperation leaking into the way Sabrina kissed her girlfriend. It was like she was finally able to turn her mind completely off to the past couple of weeks and just feel the arousal that was coursing through her now. Amazing how just kissing someone could get her so wet. Her fingers continued to explore, though she was gentle as she rolled Mak's nipple between her fingers, wanting to drive her just a little bit crazy.
There was no ‘just a little bit’ about any of this, on Mak’s end. This was the farthest Mak had ever gone with a girl, and god it all felt so good. She could sense that Sabrina was fully into it as well, able to feel the same hunger in the other girl’s kisses that she felt herself. She wanted Sabrina fully naked and spread out in front of her like a dessert buffet; Mak wanted to see and touch and taste every part of her, all sense of her own awkwardness and inexperience had been overridden with arousal. She moaned back, arching a little into Sabrina’s touch to encourage more of it. Mak pulled her skirt up further, out from between them, and pressed their bodies closer together so her thigh was between Sabrina’s legs, her hand returning to grip Sabrina’s ass. Mak could feel the heat from her sex through the thin layers of cotton separating them as she pushed up against Sabrina’s crotch. It drew another needy little moan out of her.
Mak wasn't the only one wanting there to be less clothes. Sabrina was thinking it would be a really good idea to just get naked and... do anything they wanted. She knew Mak would feel and taste amazing and Sabrina really wanted to see what kind of noises she could get her to make. On the other hand... they were in Mak's bed with Mak's mom downstairs somewhere. That knock could come anytime and Sabrina felt a flare of irritation that they had to worry about interruption. But maybe they didn't have to get completely naked this time. Mak's knee between her thighs and her hand on Sabrina's ass was probably what Heaven felt like. Or like, a less judgey Heaven. Lesbian Heaven? Whatever it was, she didn't want Mak to stop. Needing to breathe a little, Sabrina pulled back from their kiss, but rested her forehead against Mak's as not to move too far away. She shifted a little, not wanting to dislodge their tangled limbs, and worked her hand down Mak's front to the waistband of her sweatpants. Sabrina didn't slip her fingers underneath them yet, but waited a moment. "Can I?" she whispered.
In spite of being breathless herself, Mak’s mouth automatically tried to follow Sabrina’s for half an inch before she caught on and remembered oxygen was necessary. She licked her puffy-feeling lips, head pressed to Sabrina’s, and worked on catching her breath. Her heart was thudding crazily in her chest, and she still felt like a whole herd of butterflies had moved into her core, and all of it gave a happy jolt when she felt where Sabrina’s hand was moving. Her hips flexed forward just by instinct and she drew in a shakier breath. “Yeah,” she whispered, cracking her eyes open to peek at what she could see of Sabrina’s face. “Please,” Mak added, feeling squirmy and needy and like she would just die if Sabrina didn’t touch her more. It conflicted with the strong desire to touch her, and be the one giving the pleasure, but god, Mak just wanted everything all at once right then.
It didn't take Sabrina very long after the verbal permission to slip her hand inside of Mak's sweatpants. Her skin was so hot against Sabrina's palm and she just knew how much hotter it would get. Yes, her own body was throbbing and aching to be touched, but this felt like some kind of exquisite tease, not only for Mak, but for herself. She could wait if it meant making Mak feel good. Trying to keep her already shallow breath steady, Sabrina cupped Mak's crotch, pressing her palm against Mak's panties. Sabrina could already tell they were soaked and goddamn if that wasn't fucking hot. Not wanting to dive right in just yet, Sabrina slipped her hand up just enough to press her fingers against Mak's heat, slowly massaging through the thin fabric to test Mak's reaction.
Mak’s breath caught the second Sabrina cupped her. She’d been masturbating for years, so she was no stranger to touching herself, but the difference of being touched by someone else immediately blew her mind. It was all she could do not to start humping Sabrina’s hand, her body desperate for more pressure, more friction. Luckily, Sabrina started taking care of that for her. Mak gasped again at those first couple of strokes of her fingers, intense pleasure licking up her spine. Her grip tightened on Sabrina’s ass and she nudged her thigh even more firmly against Sabrina’s body. It was not at all comparable, she knew, but she wanted to give something back. Not that she was fretting over it at the moment, completely caught up in the sensations rolling through her body. Mak let out a soft whine, tilting her hips forward a bit to make herself easier to reach.
Just the subtle movement of Mak's knee drew a soft moan out of Sabrina. Sometimes she forgot how nice it was to be touched in any context. Physical affection was not something she got a whole lot of, so she was more than happy to soak it up for as long as she could. Mak's noises were super hot, and it prompted Sabrina to smile with a touch of satisfaction before she slipped one finger into Mak's panties to pull them to the side. Biting into her lower lip, she carefully delved into Mak's pussy with her fingers, groaning a bit herself when she finally found what she was looking for. It didn't take more than a stroke or two to spread all that slick heat over Mak's clit and Sabrina began to rub her gently, wanting to try and trigger some more of those delicious noises Mak had been making.
“Ohmygod,” Mak whispered to no one in particular. Her eyes had closed and she realized she was clinging to Sabrina’s ass for dear life and she made herself loosen her grip up a bit. It just felt so fucking good. Sabrina’s fingers were of comparable size and softness to her own, but the touch was still so different than any time she’d ever touched herself. She couldn’t help but rock her hips a tiny bit, and the extra friction sent a shiver through her. Mak had all but forgotten her own name, and it was so fantastic. Sabrina’s sounds, the way she seemed to enjoy it too, just made it better. Mak wanted to return the favor, or at least slide her hand up Sabrina’s shirt to touch her breasts, but they were pressed so close and there was an arm in the way and it was so hard to think. Soft, helpless sounds were coming out of her with every stroke of Sabrina’s fingers, and she already felt on edge.
The look on Mak's face was just hypnotic and Sabrina couldn't tear her eyes away from it. Sabrina had never really been someone who found as much joy in giving pleasure as she did receiving it, but that felt totally different now. Her own arousal was totally on hold and she was more than okay with it. Sabrina added a tiny bit more pressure against Mak's clit before teasing her opening with one of her fingers. She wanted to kiss Mak again, but she didn't want to stop those sounds, so Sabrina bit into her own bottom lip instead to try and resist the urge. It was so hot and her body was on fire, but in the most delicious kind of way. It only took a moment of hesitation before Sabrina slipped a finger deep into Mak, immediately being to stroke again as all of that wet, intoxicating heat clung to her finger.
Mak gasp-moaned again at that feeling, her hips giving a tiny little jerk as another shiver ran through her. Sabrina’s fingers were as slim as her own, but it still felt ten times better than anything Mak had ever done to herself. Part of her wanted to halt everything immediately, that it was edging into Too Much territory and she was going to totally lose her composure and embarrass herself, but that part was tiny and quiet, overwhelmed with how good it all felt. Mak’s eyes fluttered open to peek at Sabrina’s face, and she couldn’t resist tilting her head to kiss those pretty lips again. God, he was just too beautiful and so good at this, and that sweet tension was building and building deep in Mak’s belly. After another moment or two she pulled back with another sharp inhale and put her hand urgently on Sabrina’s arm. “Wait, wait,” she breathed. “You’re gonna make me come, ohmygod.”
Sabrina wasn't thinking about composure or anything like that. She was solely focused on how Mak felt and sounded and looked. Just from the way Mak's body had begun to tremble, Sabrina could tell she was close to coming and Sabrina wanted to get her there. She returned Mak's kisses breathlessly, but was a bit surprised when Mak grabbed her arm. Wait? Wait for what? Sabrina was a bit dumbfounded at Mak's words. Orgasms were the best things ever. Didn't Mak want one? "That's kind of the point," Sabrina whispered. "Don't you want to?"
Mak let out a shaky little laugh, because yes, it was the point, duh, but she didn’t feel quite ready to get there yet, before she’d even touched Sabrina. It felt selfish somehow. Maybe that was stupid, but what if she got one and then couldn’t get Sabrina off? Ugh, she would feel bad. Plus, she wanted to keep enjoying this drowning-in-pleasure feeling, to drag out that arousal-haze while she touched her girlfriend. “Yeah, but ... can I play with you a little first?” she whispered back, giving Sabrina what she hoped was a cute-pleading face. Biting into her bottom lip, Mak shifted her upper body back a bit and brought her hand around to slip her fingers under the waistbands at Sabrina’s hip.
Sabrina figured the only way any of this was selfish would be if she stopped and demanded Mak get her off first. She almost protested, because she sort of didn't want to be writhing and caught up in her own pleasure while trying to give Mak her own. But she also didn't want Mak to stop, because it would be nuts to tell her no. Her body certainly appreciated the attention and definitely wanted more of it. "Okay," Sabrina whispered, unable to stop the grin from spreading at her lips. "But like... what do I do? Just... keep my hand where it is or what?" A giggle threatened to erupt from her throat, because this was all new to her and she suddenly had no idea what she was supposed to do.
Mak’s cheeks flushed hotter, and she second-guessed herself with the questions, because she didn’t really know either. This was all new to her as well, and she didn’t really know how any of it was supposed to go. It all looked so smooth and easy in porn, but she knew how unrealistic porn was. Plus if this was porn, they would’ve been naked and sixy-nine-ing or something by now. “I dunno, just ... whatever you feel like?” she murmured, giving a smile that she hoped didn’t look as awkward as it felt. Mak found an angle for her arm where it didn’t get in the way of Sabrina’s too much and slid her touch lower. She thought they could probably get off together, or at least close enough that it didn’t feel as uneven to her. She tried not to overthink it and just focus on her girlfriend’s body as she slipped her fingers inside Sabrina’s panties and down to her pussy. Just feeling all that heat and how wet she was helped with dispelling awkward thoughts, and Mak bit into her bottom lip a little as she started to stroke her, eyes on Sabrina’s face.
Sabrina didn't really care how it was supposed to go, or if Mak didn't know. She was betting they would figure it out, and honestly, it was kind of nice not being the only one who was new at this stuff. She had been with a couple boys before, but they had been more experienced than Sabrina and just sort of did their thing while she had laid there and wondered if they were even doing it right. But yes, Mak was definitely doing it right. At least her body thought so, and Sabrina pulled her lower lip between her teeth to try and muffle the moan that threatened in her throat. Mak's fingers felt ten times better than anything Sabrina had ever done to herself and her eyelids grew heavy as the sensations began to overwhelm her. Her hips began to rock instinctively and Sabrina found herself scooting even closer to Mak, though she didn't want to get so close that they couldn't move their hands. Which reminded her... Sabrina's fingers began to move again, starting to match the rhythm of Mak's. Fuck, this was probably the hottest thing Sabrina had ever done in her entire life and she sincerely hoped that no one would interrupt them, because she wasn't sure she could stop even if she needed to.
The way Sabrina reacted to her touch blew all of the doubts and insecurities right out of Mak’s brain. All she wanted was to draw more of that out of her beautiful girlfriend. The way Sabrina rocked her hips was just goddamn delicious, and it made Mak think of both of them completely naked together with their bodies pressed tight together, everything hot and wet and rubbing between them ... “Fuck,” she breathed unsteadily as Sabrina started stroking her back again. Pleasure licked up her spine all over again, and she clenched a little around Sabrina’s fingers, her thighs spreading a bit wider. Mak kept rubbing gently against Sabrina’s clit for a moment, then curled her hand a little tighter against her body to slip her two middle fingers up into her. It felt so tight and hot and slick, and somehow so much better than her own. Mak kept her face as close to Sabrina’s as she could, doing her best to muffle her own soft moans as she sank further into mindless pleasure.
"Oh god," Sabrina breathed, resting her forehead against Mak's. She suddenly hated that they couldn't get completely naked, though there was definitely something hot about having to stay clothed and quiet. She kept her fingers pumping in and out of Mak's body, occasionally pulling them out long enough to rub Mak's clit vigorously before slipping them back into Mak's heat. Her own pussy seemed to clench and squeeze around Mak's fingers and Sabrina's breathing grew more shallow. She was doing her best to keep her moans quiet, but goddamn it was hard. "Feels good," she whispered, unable to really form any other coherent thought at the moment.
“Yeah,” Mak breathed, then pressed her lips together against another moan. There was music playing and no reason for her mom to come upstairs to check on her, but Mak felt like if she even started to let go, she would be getting loud very quickly. Her hips focked in time with Sabrina’s fingers, tiny whimpers escaping her when Sabrina rubbed her clit like that, and she was right back on the edge on no time. It got a bit harder to stay coordinated, but Mak kept her fingers moving, her pussy giving a throb of its own every time Sabrina clenched around her. Her breathing accelerated, the whines sharper as she started to peak. “Oh god,” she panted. “Oh god oh god oh sh--” Mak cut herself off as her hips bucked and she squirmed through an intense orgasm.
Coordination had never been Sabrina's strong suit, but she felt like they were doing just enough to make it good for the both of them. She very nearly pressed her lips to Mak’s to try and muffle the noises, but she wanted to hear every single sound her girlfriend was making. "Yeah," Sabrina whispered, her eyes finally closing as she felt Mak's body throb around her fingers. Oh wow, was that gorgeous. She wanted to just keep doing it, all night, every day, forever. Who knew that giving someone else so much pleasure would feel so good? Of course it helped that Mak's fingers against Sabrina's flesh felt pretty fucking amazing too. Despite the fact that Mak was still breathing heavily, Sabrina leaned in to kiss her, just for a brief taste.
Mak kept her fingers pressed against Sabrina’s pussy, her palm against the other girl’s clit, but that was about the best she could do through her own climax. It was the most incredible burst of pleasure she’d ever felt, in spite of all the times she’d masturbated. There was just something about having it done for her, and Mak felt a little dizzy by the time Sabrina’s lips were against hers. She hummed helplessly into the kiss, her pussy still twitching with pleasure-aftershocks. Once she’d had a few seconds to come down and breathe, she cracked her eyes open to look at Sabrina’s face and started rubbing her clit again. She desperately wanted to make Sabrina feel that good too.
Sabrina was practically hypnotized by the rhythmic throbbing of Mak's body around her finger, and once it seemed like the orgasm was finally over, she carefully pulled her fingers away from Mak's body, though she kept her hand resting against Mak's thigh. Anything she might have said was immediately forgotten as soon as Mak began to touch her again, and Sabrina's eyes fell shut as a soft moan escaped her lips. Her hips began to rock into Mak's touch and she found it much easier to turn off her brain and just enjoy it. Everything was already feeling so sharp and intense that she didn't think it was going to take Mak very long to get her there at all. That didn't mean she wasn't going to try and make it last because it just felt so good.
Coming first wasn’t so bad after all, Mak felt no guilt about it, just warmth and a delightful kind of laziness in her muscles, and something like awe as Sabrina got into what she was doing again. God, she was so beautiful, and Mak loved every soft sound she made. She already couldn’t wait for them to have complete privacy sometime so they could be as loud as they wanted. Sabrina’s folds felt so full and velvety under her fingers, she wanted badly to feel them against her tongue instead. That desire was a little intimidating as completely new territory, but that didn’t make her want it any less. This was good too though, this was really good. Biting gently into her bottom lip, Mak kept working Sabrina’s body, trying to memorize every sound and sensation.
Sabrina’s hand somehow made its way to Mak’s hip, where she gripped the other girl tight. It felt like she needed something to hold onto to keep from floating away, it felt so good. Soft moans escaped her lips, and while Sabrina couldn't seem to focus on anything but Mak's fingers between her legs, she was still somewhat aware of the fact that Mak's mom was home and she needed to be quiet. Which really sucked because Sabrina could feel her orgasm building as Mak stroked just the right place and Sabrina instinctively brought her hand up to cover her mouth as she peaked. Her sharp cry of release was muffled by her palm and Sabrina's body continued to rock into Mak's hand as she everything inside of her pulsed deliciously. It was only when things became too overheated and sensitive that she drew her hand out of Mak's pants to grip Mak's wrist to stop her. Sabrina knew girls were supposed to feel all energized after coming, but it was like her bones had completely melted into Mak's bed and all Sabrina wanted to do was lay there and cuddle her girlfriend and maybe sleep. Her hand fell away from her mouth and Sabrina sighed happily, opening her eyes to finally look at Mak. "Wow," she breathed, aware of how lame that was but she was unable to think of anything more coherent.
It was all just so beautiful, from the way Sabrina’s hips moved desperately to her muffled noises to the throbbing against Mak’s fingers. Those contractions felt so much stronger when they weren’t her own somehow, like she couldn’t feel it all when she was caught in the middle of it. Much like Sabrina had, Mak wondered vaguely why they couldn’t just do this all day every day. Just make each other come until they passed out, then wake up and do it all over again. That moment was definitely something she wanted to remember forever. Mak had stopped when Sabrina grabbed her arm, just putting gentle pressure on her until everything seemed over, then she pulled her hand away, smiling lazily at her. “Yeah, pretty much,” Mak murmured, letting out a soft giggle. She kissed her girlfriend briefly. “That was amazing.”
Sabrina hummed against Mak's lips. "Definitely amazing," she agreed. She was feeling light and sated and god, she didn't want to go home just yet, even though she knew she couldn't stay all night. Sabrina kissed Mak again and then sighed, letting her hand rest against Mak's side. "I know I have to go soon, but can we just like, lay here for a bit? Your bed is so much more comfortable than mine," she said with a smile. Plus, it smelled like Mak and had Mak in it, which was even better.
“You only have to ninja out before dinner, so we have a little while,” Mak murmured, settling her head against her pillow to gaze adoringly at Sabrina. She snuggled in a bit closer a second later, draping her arm over her girl and feeling like she was glowing all over. She’d wondered more than once as a young lesbian if she would even know when she wasn’t a virgin anymore. So much of it seemed to center around things going in vaginas and broken hymens and all -- which wasn’t even a true thing, come to find out -- but now she knew. They’d just had sex, and it had been fantastic. Mak kissed Sabrina’s cheek and jaw a couple of times before settling back in to just lazy-snuggle for as long as they could.