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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Heathers_(1988), Heathers:_The_Musical_-_Murphy_&_O'Keefe
  Relationship:
      Heather_McNamara/Veronica_Sawyer
  Character:
      Heather_McNamara, Veronica_Sawyer
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, kinda_works_with_any_au, Smut,
      lots_of_sin, sorry_this_exists, Multiple_Orgasms, Vaginal_Fingering,
      Lesbian_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-15 Words: 2237
****** Desperate Much? ******
by likesilencebutnotreallysilent
Summary
     heather mcnamara and veronica sawyer meet up to study.
     both of them have other intentions.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
"So," Heather McNamara stuttered. "History test tomorrow. We should get to
studying."
Heather and Veronica both knew that it was completely out of character for
McNamara to voluntarily study. Maybe if she was forced, yes, but she would
never invite anyone over specifically to study. That is, until today.
Veronica nodded, opening her textbook.
Heather broke the silence. "Uh... should we go over the Revolutionary War
again? You know... and, uh... colonization?"
Veronica laughed. She couldn't help it. When Heather looked at her like she was
crazy, Veronica just came out with it.
"Why'd you invite me over to study? You're doing fine in history!"
Heather blushed. Madly, ten shades of red, eyes darting to the ground. Veronica
smiled.
"Well," Veronica continued. "If we're not here to study... are we here to do
something else?"
Heather kept blushing, growing redder at a rapid pace.
And Veronica knew that was her cue. She stood up, pulling Heather to standing,
and kissed her. Softly, gently, perfectly.
Without missing a beat, Heather pushed her away. Veronica began to spit out an
apology, but before she could speak, she saw Heather removing her blazer and
tossing it aside. Veronica mimicked that motion, and before she could
comprehend it, Heather had pushed her onto her bed and was straddling her.
"Jesus, Heather," Veronica said. "Desperate much?"
And Heather smiled, nodding rapidly, before pulling Veronica into another kiss,
this one harder and rougher. Veronica wrapped her arms around Heather's torso,
and Heather's hands flew to Veronica's hair, quickly becoming tangled in it.
Veronica's hand traveled down to Heather's ass, and she gave it a sharp
squeeze. Instinctively, Heather let out a gasp, which quickly evolved into a
moan, and gave Veronica a golden opportunity to slip her tongue into the other
girl's mouth.
Without breaking the kiss, Veronica unbuttoned Heather's blouse completely and
Heather took it as a sign to shrug it off, Veronica doing the same to remove
her shirt. The two of them were left only in their bras and skirts, and before
either of them could register it, the skirts were gone, too.
Veronica's hand slowly traveled down to Heather's panties. She gasped,
desperate for Veronica to touch her where she needed to feel it most. She was
so desperate, she wanted to scream, to shove Veronica's hand down there, or
better yet, shove Veronica's head down there and hold her there to lick and
suck and touch all the right places until she came, screaming out her name.
"Soaked for me already?" Veronica asked, her voice full of teasing. Heather's
clit was beginning to throb, she was so aroused. It was almost painful how
soaked she was, all because of Veronica Sawyer. But Veronica loved to tease
her.
She ran her fingers over Heather's entrance agonizingly slowly, a thin layer of
fabric separating the warmth of her fingers from the wetness of her pussy.
Heather tried to grind onto Veronica's hand, but she pulled away. "Not yet,"
she whispered, unclasping Heather's bra and tossing it away. Heather reached
over to unhook Veronica's, but before she could, Veronica had already removed
it and thrown it aside.
And then Veronica pushed Heather down onto the bed, laying down on top of her
and latching her mouth around one of her nipples.
Heather couldn't suppress it anymore. She moaned, loudly. Veronica took this
sign of encouragement and grabbed Heather's other nipple and began rolling it
between her fingers, pinching and squeezing more every time Heather gasped.
"Ugh... Veronica..." Heather moaned. "Oh my god... oh my god, you're so
good..."
Veronica pulled away from Heather's chest, smirking.
"You think this is good? Just wait. It gets better."
Heather was desperate for friction on her clit now. She was so desperate she
was almost sobbing. She needed Veronica to touch her, she needed it now or she
thought she just might scream.
And Veronica gave it to her.
She removed Heather's panties and licked a slow line up her entrance. Heather
bit down on her fist to keep from screaming.
"I need you. I need you now," she begged. "I want this so bad."
Veronica obeyed. She dug her tongue into Heather's folds, hitting her walls and
making her body go slack. She groaned, desperate for more. Veronica grabbed her
waist and held her as close as possible, and just as she thought she'd never go
any deeper, Heather grabbed her hair and shoved her farther in, that being
enough to make her scream for real, a high pitched noise that was music to
Veronica's ears.
"Ronnie... ohh..." Heather moaned, grinding against Veronica's mouth, her
pleasure heightening with every second the other girl licked, sucked, teased
her pussy. "More, more. Please."
Veronica dug her tongue farther in, and Heather tightened her grip on
Veronica's hair. She yelled out her name, riding her face like her life
depended on it. Veronica wrapped her lips around Heather's clit, sucking harder
than she thought she could. A string of profanities fell from Heather's lips,
between screams and moans of "Veronica, oh my god!"
Heather's mind completely clouded. She could only think of Veronica's mouth on
her clit, sucking and pulling and making her moan louder and louder. Her vision
went white when Veronica licked and hit that one spot that Heather had never
managed to find, not even when she pleasured herself like this. Sparks shot
through her body, pleasure coursing through her veins as she begged for more.
"Nghh... Veronica, there. There! Right there!"
Heather felt her pleasure heighten again, even when she didn't think it was
possible. Her body stopped responding to her, she ground against Veronica's
lips and Veronica kept sucking on her clit, making her scream her name over and
over again.
A knot began to form in Heather's stomach. Her vision clouded yet again, and
she squeezed her eyes closed, getting lost in the sensations Veronica was
giving to her. She begged for Veronica to go faster, to suck harder, to touch
her more, and every second she felt Veronica's body on hers was another second
closer to Heather's climax. She could already feel it coming, she knew she
wouldn't be able to stop even if she wanted to. Veronica kept going,
heightening her pleasure and making her yell, and the knot in her stomach
tightened, and Heather pulled Veronica closer to her, and when Veronica's lips
tightened on her clit, the knot came undone.
Heather came, screaming out for Veronica. Her vision went completely white and
she felt her muscles tense, pleasure building and releasing again and again
inside her core like a fire being ignited, then extinguished. Over, and over,
and over, each time stronger than the last. She held Veronica close to her clit
until it became painfully sensitive, and even then, she was reluctant to let
her go. Veronica pulled away with a small smile, seeing Heather completely
destroyed under her hand.
"You're so..." Heather whispered, struggling to breathe. "You're so... so
good..."
Veronica laughed, she honestly let out a laugh. Heather only rolled her eyes
and tried to catch her breath.
"Have you done... that before?" Heather continued between labored panting. "I
couldn't possibly believe... that was your first time..."
Veronica brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "I've done it once or twice,
but... uh, never with a girl," she replied. "Why? Was... was I your first?"
Heather blushed madly again, nodding shyly. "Yeah..."
Veronica smiled, glad that Heather seemed to enjoy it as much as she did.
Quickly, she began to gather up her things and get dressed, when Heather
stopped her.
"Ronnie?"
"What?"
"Can I... can I do you?"
Veronica gave Heather a questioning look, but didn't freak out. "You don't have
to," she responded plainly.
"But I want to. Please?"
Veronica pulled Heather close to her and whispered, "I want you," onto her lips
before kissing her hard, just like she had before. And this time, Veronica
straddled Heather.
Heather gave a small giggle, feeling Veronica's wetness on her thigh.
"Desperate much?" She asked, mimicking Veronica's voice. Veronica scoffed,
guiding one of Heather's hands to her nipple. Heather took it upon herself to
bring the other hand down near Veronica's clit, but she was already grinding
down hard against Heather's thigh.
Heather ran her finger over Veronica's nipple lightly, and Veronica gave a
silent moan, her mouth falling open but no sound coming out. She still rocked
her hips, desperate for any friction she could get on her throbbing clit.
Heather wasn't so much of a tease like Veronica, so she wasn't about to make
her wait. Heather just wanted to hear Veronica scream her name.
Heather touched Veronica's clit. A simple touch was enough to make Veronica
buck up into Heather's hand, gasping and moaning like mad. She was a mess for
her, she couldn't help it. Veronica could feel Heather growing more and more
wet, and she wasn't even pleasuring her. Heather was about to get off from
watching Veronica moan under her touch.
But Veronica wanted to give Heather something more. So she waited for Heather
to slowly insert one finger into her entrance, pumping it in and out slowly,
and Veronica smirked and pushed two fingers inside of an unsuspecting Heather.
Heather screamed, gasping for air and relishing the feeling of Veronica
grinding against her finger. She inserted another, then another, until Veronica
was three fingers full and trembling with pleasure.
"Faster..." Veronica whispered, and she began to pump her fingers inside of
Heather faster. Heather bit her lip, a whine threatening to break out.
"No, I want to hear you," Veronica demanded, and Heather opened her mouth and
moaned. Heather sped up her fingers, feeling Veronica's walls clench around her
every time she moved in and out of her. Their moans were growing louder by the
second, and both of them were riding the other's fingers to the same rhythm,
pushing themselves deeper and moaning together, overcome with pleasure
together.
And Heather pressed her thumb against Veronica's clit, and Veronica threw her
head back at the sudden increase in pleasure, shooting like electric shocks
through her whole body, all at once. Completely powering over her, leaving her
helpless to Heather's movements. She ground faster, crying out for Heather to
go deeper and push harder and to keep going, right there, right there.
And Heather did, she kept pushing right on that spot that made Veronica whine
louder with every second of contact, and she yelled out again.
"Oh... Heather, oh my god!"
"Come for me, Ronnie," Heather encouraged her, still grinding against
Veronica's hand.
"Ugh! I'm close, I'm so close..."
"I know. Keep going, come for me. Come for me."
And Veronica grew lost in Heather's pleading, hearing the blonde girl begging
her to come for her, come on her, come because of her. Feeling Heather's
fingers reaching all the right places, touching her everywhere she needed to be
touched, making her feel so complete and so full of nothing but pleasurable
shocks that she rode out one by one, each becoming longer and more regular than
the last. She couldn't hold it back anymore, feeling her muscles tense and
shake and feeling herself spill all over Heather's hand as she choked out a
moan.
Heather kept whispering to her as she came, as she moaned louder and louder.
"That's good, keep going. Keep coming."
And Veronica did, unable to stop for at least half a minute before her muscles
finally stopped tensing. But she still felt the pressure of Heather pushing her
fingers inside of her, and her clit slowly became more sensitive than it ever
had after an orgasm, making every second of contact painful.
"Heather... it hurts," she choked.
"Keep going," Heather pleaded. Heather still rode Veronica's fingers, speaking
between moans.
"Heather-"
"Keep going, Ronnie. Please."
Veronica reluctantly obeyed, wondering why she was letting Heather McNamara
take charge of her. Each time she ground against Heather's fingers, she winced
in pain at the contact of her sensitive area. But each time, the pain faded
more and more, and the pleasure built more and more, and after a minute or so,
Veronica was feeling nothing but pleasure, heightened even more from what she
felt last time.
"I want you..." Heather demanded, between thrusts, "to come again."
"I can't," Veronica cried, unable to find the spot Heather hit last time that
made her come undone all over her.
"You can, Ronnie," Heather mumbled, thrusting farther up into Veronica and
grinding harder against Veronica's fingers, moaning louder. Louder, louder.
Veronica screamed. She had screamed before during sex, but not like this. Her
pleasure was no longer containable. She knew now that she would be able to
come, she wouldn't be able to hold back. As she felt Heather clench around her
hand, she knew she felt the same way.
"I'm gonna... uhh, I'm gonna-" Heather spat between moans and cries of
Veronica's name.
"Together," Veronica muttered, thrusting farther into Heather.
Heather yelled out, thrusting up into Veronica as she came, her juices spilling
all over Veronica's hand. That sensation was enough to send Veronica over the
edge, pulling Heather closer to her as they rode out their orgasms together,
trembling and shaking and breathing heavily as they came.
After a moment in silence, Veronica looked up at Heather. They were both
completely disheveled and broken, and filled with nothing but pure joy.
"We should study more often."
 
End Notes
     please just remember that this is my first time writing smut and that
     I'm a cinnamon roll that probably shouldn't be doing this. forgive me
     for bringing this into existence.
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