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It was just like any other sleepover; she and Jackie were no strangers to sharing a bed, wrapping tightly around each other as they drifted off to sleep. So close, so warm that they could share each other's breath and sync the rhythm of their hearts as if they were the same entity- a being of fused organs and blood that transcended reality. In those moments, Shauna could feel the radiance of Jackie’s soul. She was perfect in every way, and in ways that Shauna knew she never could be. Jackie was light and airy, the song of life that Shauna worshiped; a contrast to her own dirge. Shauna was all teeth and talons-a starving predator salivating over the shepherd's lamb just out of reach from the other side of a picket fenced pasture. Her jaw would ache with phantom mastications, desperately dreaming of crossing that threshold and licking the blood from sweet-stained canines. She could imagine the juices flowing into her eager maw after the soft flesh gave way to the sharp edge of her fangs.
Shauna found herself wiping saliva from the corner of her mouth with the back of her sleeve. She gazed down at Jackie’s sleeping form; hot and flushed from the burn of alcohol. She was still wearing the dress from earlier in the night. A sleek, little thing with delicate straps that needed to be readjusted often over the course of the evening, Shauna had noticed. The dress clung to Jackie's form, hugging each curve of her body so tight that Shauna could see the outline of Jackie’s nipples through the black material.
Jackie assured Shauna that she'd be only laying down for a minute when Shauna had urged her to change before going to bed. She had acquiesced, never one able to say no to Jackie, only to find her snoring loudly five seconds later. Shauna had rolled her eyes, smiling softly as she borrowed a nightshirt from Jackie's drawer. She had almost wiped the makeup off Jackie's face for her, but decided against it lest she wake her. Jackie had rolled over and snuggled up to Shauna when she peeled back the covers to join her. She kissed the blonde’s hair, inhaling the scent of shampoo and cigarettes lingering on her before falling asleep beside her.
But now, Shauna was awake in the middle of the night, stirred by the chill from the window left open. When she turned around after closing it gently, she stopped in her tracks when she saw the gentle glow of moonlight cascading down on Jackie’s angelic features. Jackie made a little hum in her sleep that signified she was having a good dream. Her hand was loosely draped over Shauna’s pillow and nuzzling into it ever so slightly. The sight stirred something deep and gnawing inside Shauna as her eyes roamed over her best friend’s body.
Jackie had shifted a little, stretching her legs open slightly as she turned onto her back. Shauna was that predator once more. Only now, it seemed as if the gates to the pasture were suddenly open. She ended up retrieving a polaroid camera from her bag, which had captured many cherished memories together on film. Shauna just knew she couldn't let this moment go unsavored. She walked carefully around the bed, snapping photos of Jackie's sleeping form and placing the developed photos on the dresser. She'd had enough, she thought. She didn't want to get overzealous and risk being caught.
…But what would she have to hide? They took photos all the time, surely Jackie wouldn't think any different of this. Still, a voice inside her head cautioned her anyway. She was just about to hide the photos back in her bag when Jackie had mumbled her name.
“Jackie?” Shauna asked, hushed, quickly fumbling to put the evidence away. “Are you awake?”
Jackie didn't answer. Shauna waited a few moments in stiff silence, wary of any consequences. But, when Jackie made another little snore, Shauna heaved a sigh of relief. She’d forgotten just how much of a heavy sleeper her friend could be. In fact, when Jackie has this much to drink, she's practically comatose until late afternoon.
Jackie would be asleep for a while.
Against better judgement, spurred on by an eager overconfidence, Shauna sat at the end of the mattress, scooting forward until she was flush with the side of Jackie's legs. She felt her breath hang heavy in her throat, keeping her mouth in a tight line as she tentatively reached a hand out to touch Jackie. The skin was warm and smooth to the touch. They'd shared numerous little touches and casual displays of affection, but this was something entirely different. This was pure want.
Shauna let her fingers glide up toward her thighs, then along Jackie’s body until she brushed against Jackie's tits. Her eyes clouded dark, and she seized the moment to roll her thumb over the nipple through the dress. Jackie didn't stir, but she felt her nipple harden under her touch. Shauna inhaled shakily, grappling momentarily with the morality of what she was doing. She should stop, obviously, but Shauna had no desire to. She may never get this chance again.
She brought the straps down Jackie's shoulders, suppressing a groan when her breasts were on display. Without other eyes on her, Shauna could freely ogle her friend's tits(an effort she did her absolute best to uphold in the locker rooms). She palmed each breast lovingly, dotingly, eager to divide attention between them evenly. She squeezed softly, whining needily under her breath. Hungry, she bent forward, letting the tip of her tongue flick across the bud. Jackie made a noise in her sleep, but otherwise didn't wake. Taking this as a green light, Shauna took Jackie into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around it. She pinched and rolled Jackie's other nipple between her fingers, pulling slightly in a way that elicited a soft groan from Jackie’s lips.
Shauna let go with a pop, a string of saliva tethering them. She switched sides, moaning quietly with each flick. Shauna could feel the gush from between her own legs as she continued, dreamily sinking into the pleasure. She wanted more. Shauna licked a line up Jackie’s sternum and along her neck, stopping to nip at the pulse beneath. She sucked deep, purple bruises into her skin, not caring whatsoever that she was leaving evidence. She wanted to brand Jackie for her own; wanted the world to see the large hickeys on her neck and know Shauna had laid her claim. The thought drove her wild. She pulled away momentarily to whisper into the sleeping girl's ear.
“I love you Jackie,” Shauna sighed, peppering reverent kisses along her jaw until she reached her lips. “I love you so much…”
She puts her lips against Jackie's own, slowly and softly. Naturally, Jackie doesn't return it, but Shauna doesn't mind. She opens her mouth wider, pressing her lips deeper and moaning into Jackie’s mouth. Shauna kisses rougher, then, licking and pulling at Jackie's bottom lip. Lost in the desire, Shauna opens Jackie's jaw slightly, slipping her tongue deep inside and searching for Jackie's. She licks everywhere, exploring and tasting all she could. Her tongue roams around Jackie's teeth, gums, and inner cheeks, so achingly desperate to swallow her whole. She whispers more words of love between gasps of air and without stopping, Shauna slips out of her underwear, fingers finding and coating immediately with slick. She runs them lightly over her slit, shivering at the touch, imagining it was actually Jackie touching her. She plunges her fingers deep inside, stifling a cry of pleasure. She pumps wildly, gliding in and out effortlessly.
“I love you, Jackie…” Shauna whispers, nuzzling and kissing her neck again. “Love me. Love me…”
There's an undeniable perversion to this act of love. Jackie was a virgin, but if Jackie was reluctant to lose it to her own boyfriend, then there was no way in hell that she would settle for Shauna instead. But Shauna wanted it. She fantasized over and over about the different ways to make the love of her life scream and squirm beneath her. She wanted her name to fall from Jackie's lips in incoherent groans and whimpers. She wanted Jackie to debase herself for her, beg to be used and wear the collar instead for once. She wanted Jackie to follow her earnestly and devotedly, as Shauna had done for years.
Shauna wanted complete control over Jackie. If she could not have her in real life, she would have her now. When Jackie touches herself and cums, she’ll think of this moment; a strange, yet wonderful dream that’ll have her hooked on Shauna for life.
Shauna is bunching the fabric of Jackie's dress at her waist, hands trembling with excitement. Her white panties are completely soaked down the center, her thighs coated in a thin sheen of sweat.
So she had been enjoying it, Shauna thinks.
She can smell Jackie from where she kneels. She lays on her front, and sighs dreamily when the side of her face meets strong thighs. Shauna runs her lips over the smooth skin towards Jackie’s center, taking the time to inhale deeply when the tip of her nose brushes against the wet patch between Jackie’s legs. God, it's intoxicating. Sniffing once more, Shauna extends her tongue to swipe with moderate pressure over the flimsy barrier. An audible moan comes from Jackie’s lips, hips involuntarily bucking to chase the friction.
Shauna’s eyes flutter as Jackie presses firm against her face, creases of her underwear sticky between her folds with copious amounts of juices. Oh, how Shauna wishes Jackie would wake up right now.
See Jackie?, she'd say. See how wet you are for me? Do you see how powerless and useless you are? This is all your fault. You deserve this, I deserve this. I hate you. I love you. God, I fucking hate you..
She pulls Jackie's panties to the side. Her cunt is fully on display, glistening and inviting. Shauna teased Jackie with soft kisses placed just out of reach from her center, slowly working herself up to take the final plunge as well. Jackie’s hips twitched as hot air from Shauna’s mouth met with her dripping pussy. Shauna held her friend’s legs open as she used her tongue to glide past the inner folds, tasting the tanginess inside her. She groaned with rabid delight as she made a feast of the girl before her. She lapped at Jackie greedily, practically growling with every kiss.
Shauna’s lips found Jackie’s throbbing clit, taking it into her mouth as she sucked aggressively. Jackie was pulsing in her mouth and writhing in the sheets. Shauna couldn't even care if she was discovered now, deranged and drunk off Jackie's strained noises. Working her clit, still, Shauna thrust two fingers inside of Jackie’s pussy, curling upwards in a way she knew would drive Jackie crazy(it worked for her after all). The lewd squelching filled the otherwise silent bedroom, coupled with the strangled cry from Shauna as she used one free hand to circle her own clit hurriedly. Jackie, in her deep sleep, breathed heavily and moaned with each vicious thrust of Shauna’s fingers. Her legs were shaking terribly, muscles taught. When Jackie clenched around a third finger, Shauna knew she was just about to cum.
“Cum for me Jackie, cum for me.” Shauna hissed, measuring out her ministrations to align their climaxes together. “Cum on my fucking fingers!”
As if understanding, Jackie pulsated quickly, wheezing in a pinched gasp as she came hard against Shauna. Shauna kept pumping, determined to prolong the sensation to the fullest extent. Shauna’s own orgasm crashed like a wave and she had to bury her face into the mattress underneath to keep from screaming. Shauna’s vision was white and spotted; her legs, weak and trembling. For all the times she's masturbated to the thought of Jackie, nothing could come even close to this moment. Shauna slid out of Jackie and brought her fingers to her lips, licking languidly to clean herself up.
After a few moments of rest, Shauna prepared to fix Jackie’s clothing. But before she could, she snatched the polaroid one more time. She snapped more pictures to document her handiwork, a new heat pooling in her stomach as Jackie’s wrecked, naked form faded onto the paper. Satisfied, she finally took to cleaning Jackie up, eventually sliding back under the covers with her. She'd have to leave early to avoid any suspicion and questions Jackie would have in the morning, but that was fine by her. That being-the creature of teeth and talons- licked her lips, already worshipping the desecrated corpse of the lamb she had butchered at the altar.