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(ROBIN POV)
you leaned your back against the wall and took a deep breath. Too much had happened in the last few hours. Where was Nancy? What was going on between the two of you? You decided to head back to your shared room, hoping she would be there.
When you opened the door, Nancy was leaning against the desk with her arms folded, staring at you distractedly from underneath furrowed brows. As she registered you being there, she straightened up and dropped her gaze to the floor.
You were at a loss for words. Part of you just wanted to go to her and kiss her, tell her it was okay and that she shouldn’t worry about Anything. On the other hand, she seemed on edge, angry and disappointed, and you didn’t want to make the situation worse by overstepping any boundaries. Maybe you should have had given her some time alone before barging in like this; after all, this was the only safe space she had in this place.
You made the decision to leave it up to her. “Do you want me here right now? Or do you need some time alone? I’m sorry that the night ended like this, I didn’t know he was going to come.”
Nancy looked at you with such sadness in her eyes that your heart dropped. “I don’t care.. Whatever, you don’t get it. I’m going to shower, I can’t go to bed smelling like alcohol and sweat. You can stay here, I don’t mind. It’s your room after all.” And with that, she grabbed her towel from the bunk bed and was out the door.
You sank onto your bed with an exhausted sigh. “You don’t get it,” that had been a stab right at your heart. How could you possibly understand what was going on in Nancy’s head when she never fucking talked to you about anything? How were you supposed to make a move or tell her how you felt when she looked at you with those thick stone walls almost visible behind her eyes, never letting anyone in? Of course it was the right thing to be cautious and not trust anyone too quickly, people regularly lied and cheated to get what they wanted. It was certainly not as tightly-knitted and honorable as you would like it to be. But you had been nothing but kind and understanding to Nancy, showing her every day that she could feel safe with you and trust you, introducing her to everyone and telling her your secrets and worries every night before bed. Today had been the first time she ever opened up about her feelings and the night had to be ruined by two stupid, insensitive, drunk men.
Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the steps outside the door. when she came in, wearing a pair of pink pajamas. (She had given you a pair for sleeping as-well) You were so distracted by the pants that you didn’t notice until Nancy had crossed the room and hung her towel over the chair at the desk - her hair was down, and It was still drying from the shower, dark curly strands falling over her shoulders and down her back leaving wet spots on the cotton fabric of her shirt. She kept her hands on the chair and looked out the window, down onto the small square in front of the building where the
“Your hair is pretty when it’s wet.” Wow, insightful commentary from your big brain. You wanted to smack yourself across the face; instead you got up and took a step towards her. She took a deep breath and turned around, her face blushing a cute shade of red.
“Let’s just go to sleep, okay?”
With pleading eyes she silently asked you to let it go, not talk about it and act like nothing happened.
“What was that about earlier?” You asked.
She immediately leaned away from you and crossed her arms, her usual defense mechanism setting in. “I told you, I don’t want to do this now. You know .. it’s not a big deal.” She said and you huffed. “what’s the big deal all of a sudden? you don’t wanna party with him but you could have told me and we could have left without attracting this much attention. Steve and Eddie just invited us to have a nice evening and I couldn’t even say goodbye to them properly!”
The mention of Steve lit a fire in Nancy’s eyes, her face forming into a mask of pure disgust and rage. She straightened up to her full height and glared down at you. “Steve.. is a piece of shit! Using some stupid children’s game to get a girl to kiss him instead of having the balls to do it himself.” You opened your mouth for an answer but she cut you off. “What, did you actually enjoy kissing him? That greasy little ratshit? I guess I was wrong about a lot of things then.”
you grabbed her by her upper arm and leaned into her with your full weight. She stopped dead in her tracks and her arm flexed underneath your grasp as she jerked back her arm, staring at you with a mixture of hurt and confusion.
“Listen to me! I’ve known Steve for a long time and I know he’s had a crush on me for a long time. I always shut him down and tried to prevent hurting his feelings because I don’t feel the same for him, you hear that? I’m not into him, I just wanted to play the game and give him this one kiss because he’s not getting another one ever again and he knows it.”
Nancy had shrunk down at your tirade and leaned against the frame of the bed, watching you questioningly.
“Listen Nance, I have adored you ever since you set foot in this room and I don’t care if this is going to ruin everything, I’ve had enough. Every time you’re in the same room I can’t concentrate because all I see is you! Tonight you opened up to me for the first time and I was the happiest I have been in a long time. Why won’t you understand that I won’t hurt you, I won’t betray you, Nancy, For fucks sake.. I want you!”
You were practically spitting out the words now, your voice cracking as tears started to build in your eyes and threatened to come rushing down your cheeks. With an angry wipe of your wrist you banned them from your face and stared into her soft gaze. She seemed to be processing what you had just said, arms hanging down her sides and no longer on guard for you and the world.
You sighed and let your shoulders drop. “That’s all you need to know. Now you can go to sleep.”
Suddenly there was movement. Nancy rushed towards you, slamming you against the wall behind you and pressing her lips to yours. She tasted like mint and the alcohol lingering between both of you after drinking all night, but now you could smell her for the first time. Sometimes when Nancy had walked past you, she had left a tiny cloud of her musk, smelling like flowers, and faint sweat.
You ran your fingers through her damp hair and felt her shudder underneath your hands, drawing back her head ever so slightly to look at you. She laid a soft, slender hand on your cheek with utmost care and gentleness, wiping away a single tear that had escaped with her thumb and then softly caressing your bottom lip.
“Is that okay?” Her words were only a quiet breath against your skin, the warmth of her hands almost making you melt like wax underneath her touch. You answered by pulling her in for another kiss, quickly running the tip of your tongue over her closed lips and making her fall into you. You let out a tiny whine and she flinched, releasing you immediately. “Oh shit, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry, I can be thoughtless sometimes.”
You stepped forward and grabbed her by the hem of her worn down shirt. “You didn’t hurt me, Nance.. Come with me.”
Stepping around her, you crouched back into the bunk bed and threw her an inviting smile. She reacted immediately, crawling into the small space and on top of you, coming down on her elbows left and right of your shoulders and placing one knee between your legs. Your next kiss was more heated than the ones before, her tongue daring to push against yours and mix her mint flavor with the alcohol on yours. She finally dropped some of her weight on you, grinding her thigh against you and making you gasp into her mouth, your eyes flying open to reveal a malicious smile on her soft, moist lips. You hadn’t even noticed the bloodflow to the space between your hips and your heightened sensitivity almost made your vision go blank for a second.
Nancy continued to press her thigh between your legs while attacking your throat with kisses you would definitely still see the remains of in the morning but you didn’t mind. You just wanted to be even closer to her, grabbing a fistful of her beautiful dark hair and pulling her head back, making her groan and dig her nails into your shoulder.
“You like that, baby? Take your shirt off for me.” You said, looking at her with lustful eyes. Her eyes widened at your commanding tone, but she obliged immediately, pulling the pajamas over her head and tossing it into the corner, then returning to your neck with an even stronger passion. She grabbed your breast with one hand, squeezing it while biting into the skin on your throat, sucking hard and following the trail of marks she had left with the tip of her tongue. You could hardly stifle your whimpers anymore and decided to gain the upper hand again, pulling your foot up and bending your knee in order to squeeze your thigh against her crotch. She collapsed on top of you and moaned into your neck, mumbling curses as she got back onto her forearms and laid her forehead against yours, slowly grinding back against your thigh. “Good girl..” you praised softly against her neck.
You held the back of her head with one hand and started to gently drag the fingers of the other one along Nancy’s jaw, her throat and collarbones, drawing circles around her breast and slowly coming to a point at her nipple, teasing and lightly pinching it and making the needy woman on top of you whimper into your ear while keeping the friction between both of your bodies. As your hand moved lower, exploring her stomach, you wound a few strands of her curly hair around your other hand and finally arrived at the hem of her pajama pants. You slowly pulled them down, brushing a finger along the line where skin and fabric met. She instinctively lifted her hips up and allowed you to slide your hand inside, finding nothing underneath but soft curls and burning hot skin. You let your fingers wander deeper and they were instantly met with hot, slick wetness, making you moan in surprise, and slide your fingers along Nancy’s folds, instantly covering them in her juices.
Nancy let out a quiet sob next to your ear. “Please don’t tease me, Robin..I’m so close already.”
You pulled her head back and made her look at you, giving her a half-pitying, half-devilish look. “Poor girl, so needy you almost came into your pants just from riding my thigh? I don’t know if I should even let you cum, needy whores need to be put in their place. I should ride your face first and then maybe I’ll think about it.”
The shivering woman had given in completely; She was a whimpering mess on top of you, her wetness running down your wrist and her hips desperately bucking forward into your hand, trying to regain some form of friction. “Please R-Robin.. I’ll be good, I’ll do everything you want, please, please touch me!” You smirked at her whining and begging. “Needy little thing..” you spat, before you pushed two fingers inside her, sinking them in entirely and feeling her contract around you as she gasped and went wide-eyed, staring down at you in ecstasy and opening her mouth in a silent scream. You slowly started to move your fingers in and out of her, stroking that tender spot inside her that made her thighs twitch and her eyes roll back into her head. Wanting to pick up the pace, she began to roll her hips back onto your fingers and fought herself back up on her hands, gazing at you through half-closed eyes and strands of dark hair falling into her face.
“That’s a good girl, riding my fingers.. that’s it.. mm.. so needy..” Nancy let out a grunt, but didn’t stop, sitting up straight and leaning back, placing her hands on your legs to keep her balance. You took the opportunity to pull her pants down to her thighs, revealing dark, shining curls and pale skin. After taking in the view for a moment you decided it was time to give her what she wanted, placing the pad of your thumb on the spot that had been waiting for any attention from you until now. As you touched the small mound, Nancy gasped and shifted her hips forward, losing her rhythm as you slowly rotated your thumb around the pulsing spot.
She took a deep breath and then slammed down onto your fingers mercilessly, riding your fingers with an unhinged expression in her eyes, her face and breasts gleaming with a thin layer of sweat and strands of hair sticking to her skin as her moans got louder and louder. You joined her rhythm, thrusting your hips up and rubbing her clit as you felt her convulse around your fingers and tremble uncontrollably, catching her shoulder and guiding her down to you as she caved in and lost all strength in those beautiful, now useless muscles. You helped her get rid of her pants entirely, the wet spots in the fabric making being naked the more comfortable option. She cuddled up close to you and softly kissed the hickeys she had left on your neck earlier.
You smiled down at her and brushed a wet strand of hair behind her ear. “How are you feeling?” Nancy sighed and buried her face in your neck. “Like I need more..” She lifted her head, a new thought gleaming behind her eyes, as she gave you a lazy smirk. “Or a hot shower..” you hummed at her suggestion.
Nancy pulled your face toward hers and gave you a long, loving kiss. “Of course you can sit on my face..if you want to. I was just thinking of forcing you to be quiet, fucking you against the wall under the hot shower until you can’t stand anymore and making you sit on my shoulders and cum on my face there. I’ll even carry you back here and get us some early breakfast.”
Her words had the desired effect, making you squirm involuntarily and press your thighs together in an attempt to calm yourself. “Fine, who could say no to that?”
Nancy looked at you, happy about your response. She jumped out of the bed, and gave the pants on the floor a kick underneath the bed and threw on a big shirt along with some panties, then she gallantly reached out her hand to help you up.
“Carry me there, too?”
She rolled her eyes and crouched down a little so you could put an arm around her shoulder, swooped you up bridal style and carried you out the door.