a whole new world â sophia laforteza
sophia laforteza x fem!reader
tags: hate sex, fingering, semi-public sex, sophiaâs mean, lil bit of praise, begging
the lights of the school hallways flickered above, students chattering excitedly about the upcoming auditions for aladdin. you had waited weeks for this moment, rehearsing your lines and brushing up on your vocal exercises. this time, you were determined to get the lead role of jasmine, and nothing would stand in your way. well, almost nothing.
sophia was the star of the schoolâs drama club. everyone knew it. with her outgoing personality and striking voice, she was practically born for the spotlight. last year's musical saw her take on the leading role as rapunzel in tangled, a performance that earned her applause and admiration from both students and teachers. it was basically undeniable that she would get the lead role again, but you believed in yourself and refused to let her reputation intimidate you.
after school, sophia had asked you to meet her in the auditorium. her tone had been sweet, almost rehearsed, as though she were putting on another performance. you couldnât ignore the insinuation behind her invitation, you knew she wanted to size you up, to remind you of her status before the auditions even began. as the heavy double doors swung open, the dim light of the empty auditorium enveloped you, amplifying the anticipation in your chest.
she was already there, standing center stage with an elegance that was unmistakably her own. "hey! you made it," she said, flashing a bright smile, but there was something calculating in her eyes.
"yeah, i wouldn't miss it," you replied, trying to match her enthusiasm.
but the small talk quickly faded into tension. "so... i heard youâre really going for jasmine this year. brave choice," she said, tilting her head slightly, her smile turning sly.
you could feel the weight of her words pressing down on you. "i think i have a chance. i can sing the part, and iâm ready to take on the challenge."
she chuckled lightly, but it sounded more like a sharp intake of breath. "you know, itâs cute that you think you can steal the spotlight. itâs justâyouâve seen the past performances, right? i mean, come on," sophia said, her voice turning cold, a tinge of annoyance creeping in.
"and? am i supposed to just step aside because youâre the star?" you shot back, feeling brave. youâd practiced long enough, and you werenât about to back down now.
"you donât get it. iâm always the lead. thatâs how this works," she argued, stepping closer, her confidence radiating like a spotlight beneath the stage lights.
"and thatâs exactly why iâm going to fight you for it," you replied, meeting her gaze. the tension swirled around you, a blend of frustration and determination.
she took a step closer, looking down at you, making you feel a little smaller. âfight me for it? thatâs a joke.â
strangely exhilarated by the confrontation, you felt yourself become more aggressive, your eyes narrowing as you pushed back. "iâm not scared of stealing it from you just because youâve a brat that always gets your way."
âacting like youâd ever be better than me, all you are is a little girl with dreams that will never come true, wake up!â
in a rush of anger, you slapped her across the cheek. the sound echoed sharply through the empty auditorium. sophiaâs eyes widened for a fraction of a second, but then a fierceness took hold of her features. her eyebrows furrowed and an ugly scowl plastered her face.
without a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward, closing the distance between you. she grabbed you tightly, shoving you against the walls of the stage. she crashed her lips against yours, a shocking mixture of anger and something deeper igniting between you.
you kissed her back instinctively, your heart pounding, all that existed was a mix of rivalry and something undefinable. she gripped your waist harder, her lips moving at a fast pace you couldnât keep up with. you moaned into her mouth as your hands went up to tangle themselves in her hair. she tasted like strawberries.
she pulled away and when you opened your eyes, she looked even angrier than before. âyou just fucking hit me.â your words were stuck in your throat, all you could do was stare wide eyed, your gaze moving from her lips to her eyes.
âgod youâre a whore.â a low whimper escaped your throat.
her lips crashing against yours once again. her hands moved to your hair, pulling at the roots as she deepened the kiss. you moaned, your hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer to you. she ground her hips against yours, her fingers dropping to your waist, working to unzip your pants. you gasp as she slipped a hand inside, her fingers sliding up your slit.
"youâre so fucking wet," she whispered in your ear, her fingers moving in slow circles around your clit. you whimpered in her ear, your hips bucking against her hand. "do you like that, baby?" she asked, her voice low. âyou like that iâm doing this?â
you nodded, unable to speak. she smirked, her fingers moving faster. "tell me you want it," she demanded, her fingers pressing harder against your clit.
"i-i want it," you breathed, your hips moving faster against her hand.
"beg me for it," she said, her fingers moving even faster.
"please, sophia, please.â
her lips found your neck as she pressed open mouthed kisses along it. âyou wonât get the lead baby, so why donât you show me what other noises that pretty voice can make?â
your hips moved frantically against her hand, as she slowed her ministrations down to a teasing pace.
"please," you begged brokenly, your body trembling, feeling the sweat drop down your back. "sophia..."
she chuckled darkly, her fingers stilled. "please what?" she whispered, her breath hot against your ear. "I want to hear it from that pretty mouth."
"please fuck me," you whimpered, your hands fisting in her hair. "please, just do it. fuck me, use me." she tsked, her fingers starting a slow circle. âi-i wonât audition for theâfuck!â her fingers suddenly entered your core, crying out at the sudden impact, your nails digging crescents into her shoulders as she impaled you on her fingers.
"fuck, you're fucking tight," she cursed, moving with a desperate frenzy. "you like that? want it rough?"
your only response was a muffled cry, your face buried in the crook of her neck. she took your mouth in a searing kiss, all thought fleeing as the sensations overtook you. all that remained was the two of you, your bodies slick with a sheen of sweat.
"god, yes..." you breathed against her lips, your words punctuated by moans of pleasure. "harder. fuck me harder..."
âyou donât make the decisions here.â she spoke, recapturing your lips, but nonetheless she obliged. her fingers slammed inside you with a newfound aggression. the sound of your slick was echoing in the otherwise silent room. it was just the two of you, but the thought that anyone could come in and find her fucking you dumb was exhilarating
there was only the slap of her fingers thrusting into you, the sound of your shared panting, and the taste of sweat on your tongue. you could feel your stomach tightening. and focusing on the way her tongue was sliding against yours wasnât helping.
"please," you gasped out, your voice hoarse and raw. "please, don't stop..."
her lips left your mouth, her eyes were lidded and it felt like she was staring straight into your soul. âcome for me, be as loud as you can. be my good girl, right?â she moved impossibly faster, adding a third finger and her thumb finding your clit. âyou keep your eyes on me while you come,â she rubbed faster and faster circles until your body tensed and time stopped. waves and waves of pleasure drowned your body as you slumped against the wall. her fingers were still inside you as you finally came to.
she smiled sickenly sweet at you. âgood girl.â she rubbed your cheek with her spare hand and kissed you, breaking apart with a click. âgood luck trying to sing now.â
she pulled her hand away, licking the three fingers that were covered in your come, dripping down her wrist. you tried to argue back but found you couldnât. you lost your voice.
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