#azzi fudd

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GREEDY (long-ish blurb)

contains: brat!azzixpleasuredom!paige. porn without plot. dirty talk. dry humping mid-air. cum eating(?). kitchen sex. BRAT TAMER NATION RISE. mean!paige. shower sex. biting. overstimulation as a form of punishment. oral sex (a recieving). ass eating. strap. strap referred to as paige's dick. degradation (slut). dacryphilia. thumb in da booty. implied aftercare.

word count: 4.2k

niyah speaks: this is a blurb i wrote in an ovulation haze and then when i re-read it, i hated it. so i put on pnd4 and edited it... and i still hate it :/ but! i promised @hcneymooners i'd post it, and it also helped me ge tout of my writing slump so maybe i'll finally finish ldayluam chapter four. proof read(not really) as alway, enjoyyy and ttm about it in the inbox.

ONE

over the course of their relationship, paige had grown accustomed to how needy azzi was. it wasn't like she was that way on purpose. it was just natural for azzi to want everything she could possibly get her hands on. the difference between paige and the average human being was, she wholeheartedly believed that azzi deserved everything she ever thought of wanting.

and they were older now— less clumsy and more sure. but paige was just as dedicated to giving azzi what she wanted as she'd ever been. and all day, azzi wanted a reaction out of paige.

they'd gone to the state fair together, and azzi had made it her personal mission to drive paige absolutely insane. she'd been touching and feeling and whispering little devious nothings, and then she'd separate herself with a giggle and a scratch of her nails against paige's forearms. paige had spent all day with azzi pressed against her, holding her— teasing her. she'd been teasing her. she knew what the fuck she'd been doing. and she knew that there was nothing paige could really do about it until they got home.

they were home now.

it started merely as a placing of hands. paige just wanted to touch her at first. she wanted to touch her over and over again and drive her crazy so that they'd be even.

so after she locked their front door, paige crept up behind azzi, who was putting their food in the refrigerator, and slid her arms around so that one hand was splayed across azzi's ribs, and the other was just outside of her inner thigh. they were almost the same height, but azzi was so small in paige's hands.

the moment paige touched her, azzi fell into the woman behind her. she tossed her head against paige's shoulder, and pressed her ass into paige's hips and let out a long breath through her nose.

"hi, baby." she cooed, trying to take paige's hands in hers.

this was how she did it. how she got everyone to bend to her will. she'd drive them right to the edge and then turn soft and pliable like nothing had happened at all.

paige knew better.

she rotated her wrist before azzi could interlock their fingers so instead, she took azzi's wrists in her hands and held them tight.

"hey, mama." paige smiled into azzi's shoulder, amused at the gasp her girlfriend let out. "you okay?"

"mhm." azzi breathed out, and when paige opened her mouth and sucked at dip between azzi's neck and collarbone, she nodded her head as if that action solidified the answer.

paige kept kissing at azzi's neck, taking her time with it. her mouth moved slow, down to azzi's shoulder then all the way back up to her ear. she abused the flesh, scraping her teeth along it before alleviating it with her tongue. her hands wandered, slipping under azzi's shirt and over her ass.

she wanted to stay there for a while, dragging it out. holding her girlfriend against her, soaking in every whine azzi let out. but then azzi turned in her arms and pressed her lips to paige's and well… plans change.

azzi's mouth was hot against paige's. her whole body was warm, a flame burning through every layer of clothes between them. she was so fucking beautiful. five feet eleven inches of smooth brown skin and raw fucking greed.

she was so damn greedy. but maybe paige was, too. because she deepened the kiss, wanting more of azzi— wanting all of azzi. she pressed her against the now-closed refrigerator and hooked one of her legs around her. they were closer. no space between them. azzi was eating it up, her hands moving against whatever piece of paige she could get to. she was grinding, bending her spine however she could to get some sort of relief. 

paige knew she wanted more because she was azzi and azzi was insatiable. but that was the point, wasn't it? paige would always give her all that she wanted.

a gasp slipped from azzi's throat when paige lifted her other leg up, sweeping her complety off the ground and into the fridge. paige swallowed it, opening her mouth wider against azzi's.

azzi was like putty in her hands, locking her ankles beind paige's back and holding her shoulders. somewhere in paige's brain, she smiled because azzi trusted that she would keep her up. she felt safe in paige's hands. but the forefront of her brain told her to laugh, because azzi was absolutely not safe in paige's hands. she was pissed off and horny with a point to prove— never a safe situation.

especially not with azzi's pussy burning through her biker shorts. paige could feel it, and she moaned at the sensation before licking from azzi's mouth her jaw. her fingers curled around the ass in her palms. there was so much heat meeting her at every touch. she was obsessed. with the way azzi felt, the way she smelled, the way she sounded.

she was already moaning in paige's ear, her forehead pressed to the blondes temple. she was squeezing paige's shoulders so tight, she knew they'd be bruised. obviously, she didn't give a damn. no, she was too busy trying to get into azzi's shorts. 

literally. 

there was no space between them, so it was an awkward journey, but paige got there. she slid her hand passed the band of azzi's shorts, then her panties, until she felt azzi's mess right above her pussy. she was soaked, leaking all over herself.

she was hungry for it— desperate even.

god, paige could feel it. she pressed her palm against azzi's mound, and the moment she did so, she felt azzi grind down against it, her pussy leaving a sopping trail behind with each pass. she whined in paige's ear before kissing her again. azzi's thumb brushed along paige's throat before she slid her hands into her hair. 

"baby," azzi whined, the word ending with a wet crack. "you feel so good."

she didn't stop fucking herself against paige's hand, and paige didn't stop sucking at the skin of azzi's neck. in an ordinary situation, paige would have slid two fingers into azzi and finger fucked her against the fridge until she came all over herself. but this wasn't an ordinary situation, and paige wasn't in the mood to make it easy. she pulled her hand out of azzi's shorts. when azzi whined and stopped the movement of her hips, paige took her wet hand and gripped her jaw.

"chase it, mama." paige bit out, gently shaking azzi's head. "you want it?"

azzi nodded, eyes closed and panting. "mhm,"

she was already a bit of a mess. they'd hardly done anything yet and azzi was already reaching peak pillow princess mode, where she didn't want to do a damn thing but be taken care of.

tuh.

paige smiled a little and tapped azzis cheek before locking her hands together under her ass. "go get it, then."

azzi opened her eyes and looked at paige. it was only a few seconds, but paige was watching her in slow motion. she watched azzi's whole face change, going from its frustrated scrunch to a soft pout. in real time, paige watched her brows soften and her lips untighten. 

something evil in paige lit up watching azzi realize what was about to happen to her. watching her mentally prepare herself to be put through hell. a sense of pride hit her, too, when she felt azzi's hips start to roll against her stomach.

paige's shirt had ridden up, but there was still layers of clothes between them. either way, azzi wouldn't be stopped. she wanted to cum, even if she had to work for it this time. she moved slow at first before eventually speeding up, pressing herself hard against paige's abs. 

paige almost couldn't hold her. she'd almost lost her grip, but, determined to see the fireworks pop in azzi's eyes, she fixed her grip then slapped azzi's ass. 

"work for that shit," she said, moving so her stomach met azzi's pussy halfway. "you feel that?"

"yes baby—fuck," azzi moaned, pushing paige's shirt further up so she could claw at her back. she pulled at the skin, scratched it, soothed it.. 

it felt kind of violent. their pace shook paige's heartbeat out its rhythm, forcing it into something quicker—harder. everything was booming around her. the hum of the refridgerator, the sound of azzi falling apart right in her ear, the sound of her own breath tumbling out of her mouth. everything was being recieved in the largest amount, and paige felt like she was experiencing the best high of her life. 

she had her beautiful girlfriend literally in her arms, humping her like a bitch in heat, about to cum from something as slight as dry humping. she just couldn't believe she had it like that. she kept meeting azzi, kept fueling that fire she knew was building. 

she licked at azzi's neck then moved to her cheek, licking at the wetness there from her hand. she slid her tongue along her face, trying to get every hint of azzi she could. 

"i'm gonna cum," azzi announced, throwing her head back as she took paige's in her hands. "paige, baby you're gonna make me cum."

paige kept going, and when azzi's mouth fell open, and her nails scraped against the edges of paige's scalp, she pressed herself against azzi one last time, hard and sure, and stayed there, letting the orgasm travel through her girlfriend's entire body.

TWO-THREE

paige held azzi's neck as she kissed her against their shower wall. they hadn't washed yet, too busy trying to fuse into one another. she wasn't choking her or anything, she just had her hand there as a reminder that azzi couldn't get out of this. that they were gonna go until paige said they were done. 

"you think you fuckin slick." paige took azzi's nipple between her thumb and index finger and pinched, licking at azzi's bottom lip when her mouth popped open. "but imma show you."

she bent down and took one of azzi's tits into her mouth, swirling her tongue around her nipple before moving to the other one. her free hand crept down the front azzi's body, following the path from her bellybutton to her pussy.

she rolled azzi's clit between her index and middle finger, squeezing it tight between her knuckles. 

azzi's breath caught, her chest shaking as the air tried to fight its way out. when paige delivered two firm slaps to her pussy, she reached to grab her wrist. but when paige rubbed the ball of her palm against her pussy, azzi redirected and placed her hands on paige's hips.

"paige." she said it like it was a warning. with wide eyes and shaking hands, azzi was already close.

that's good. paige thought. she wanted azzi at that edge. she wanted her there all fucking night, just ready to give until she had nothing left. still sucking at azzi's nipple, paige slipped two fingers into her sopping pussy. 

"paige." this time, she said it like a thank you. like she was oh-so-grateful to be getting stretched open. "oh my god."

azzi's back arched off the tile of the shower, shoving her breast further into paige's mouth. her teeth scraped against the skin, and she had to breath though her nose, but paige kept going still. she fucked her fingers into azzi, her pussy taking her in and keeping her there. she curled her fingers so that she was touching the spot that made azzi preen. 

"pussy too fucking good." she kept pushing at the gummy spot, fucking into a whimpering azzi. "that's why you act like that, huh?" she sucked at the knob of bone that appeared everytime azzi sucked in a breath. 

"you wanna fuck around all day because you know you'll have your way, huh?" she kept going down until she was on her knees, where she bit the muscle on azzi's hip until it flushed a deep shade of red. "you just think imma always give you what you want? is that it?" 

fucked out and heaving, azzi leaned over so that her tits were back in paige's face, and her hands were wrapped around her head. she was right there. paige could feel the way azzi was dripping down her wrist, and the way her pussy was spasming around her fingers.

paige leaned up and whispered in azzi's ear. "you'n hear me talking to you?" 

azzi didn't answer, just gripped paige's wet hair. the blonde didn't expect an answer, but she still let the laugh leave her lips because azzi being incoherant from being fucked was almost as adroable as it was sexy as hell. 

she pressed an open mouth kiss to azzi's cheek. "'s okay." she said, crouching down even further. 

"imma give it to you anyway." with what she knew was an evil ass grin, paige slid a third finger, stretching azzi further. "even though you never listen, and you can't answer a simple fucking question, imma give my girl what she wants."

azzi let out a small scream at the addition, but paige knew her girlfriend. knew what she could take. she knew the stretch of it all was something euphoric to azzi. which is why she didn't let her adjust before she upped her speed and wrapped her lips around azzi's clit. 

she sucked at the bud, entirely encouraged by the hot water beating into her back, and the sound of azzi's strangled cries above her. 

"my princess." she groaned into azzi, lapping at her pussy. "so fucking pretty, and this pussy tastes so fucking good."

she continued her pace and multitasking. her arm burned and her hand was cramping, but she kept going because she could see a ring of white pooling around her knuckles.

"im— fuck i'm gonna cum," azzi whimpered into paige's head. "oh my god i'm gonna cum."

and so she did. azzi's knee's buckled when she came, and she began sliding down the wall of the shower but of course, paige caught her. she wasn't done. 

paige slipped her fingers out and grabbed both of azzi's thighs, holding them up against the wall. and she ate, tasting the cum that dribbled down azzi's thighs and the arousal that continued to gloss over the pink of azzi's swollen clit. 

"fuck baby, wait." azzi moved to close her legs, but paige kept them in place, leaning up so she had that much more room. azzi fisted her hair, tugging it before pushing at paige's forehead. "'s too much."

looking up though her lashes, paige pulled away. "oh you can talk now?"

she didn't even give azzi the chance to try and form an answer. she dove back in, sucking azzi's clit back into her mouth.

"shiiiiit." azzi's whole body sputtered, and she threw her head back with a thump against the wall.

paige folded her hands together, placing them flat on azzi's lower belly. she thought it was cute, smirking into her pussy as azzi's hips fought to leave her and her hand spasmed in her hair. she kept her mouth on azzi's clit, swiping her tongue against it in wet passes.

"this is what you wanted right?" paige asked from between her legs, knowing that azzi was about to burst again. she was answered with a scream and a shove into the spray of the shower. 

azzi's legs trembled beneath her, and she slid down the wall landing on her ass. her knees came together and her hand flew between her legs, trying to calm down the feeling that had taken over her. 

paige leaned forward, kissing her girl's forehead. "imma fuck you til you can't take it no more." she pecked her cheek, then her lips. when she pulled away, she held azzi's head so that she had no choice but to focus those big brown pools of want on paige. 

"and then imma fuck you some more."

FOUR-SEVEN

azzi's leg shook in the air as paige's strap broke into her. she let out a low ugh, then threw an arm over her rolling eyes. her marked tits bounced with every slow stroke paige gave her with the strap.

paige tapped her elbow, telling her to put it down. “i wanna see that pretty fucking face when you cum again.” she said, holding azzi's other leg around her waist. "i needa make sure you feel me."

paige was entranced by her view. azzi on her back, bruised and wet and flushed, taking her dick like a fucking champ. she never wanted to forget the sight. she wanted azzi's open mouth and frizzy hair and wet lashes burned into the back of her eyelids.

she leaned in close, forcing azzi's knee to her chest, as she further violated the skin of azzi's neck. she felt azzi's jaw go slack, reaching behind her head to clutch a pillow. 

"you feel me, az?"

"i feel you, baby." azzi nodded into paige's shoulder. "so fuckin full, oh my god." 

"yeah?" still going slow, paige looked between them, watching herself slide in out, hearing the squelch of azzi's messy pussy taking her. "you gonna cum for me again?"

azzi threw her arms around paige's shoulders and dug her teeth into her shoulder, the muscle bending under the bite. they were chest to chest now, tits sliding against each others, breaths fanning each other's ears. 

"gonna cum on my dick?" paige rolled her hips, hitting azzi so deep she knew the girl could taste the orgasm building. "be my little slut and make a mess all over me?"

azzi let out a choked oh shit, before pushing her hips up to meet paige's strokes. 

"so deep," she sighed, clearly towing the line. her voice was strained and tired, and her throat was moving with every swallow, like she was struggling to perform automatic bodily function.

"i'm deep mama?" paige's mouth watered at how tight azzi was against the strap. if she could, she would have done years of scientific research to discover how the fuck she thought she could actually feel the vice grip azzi had on the silicone between her legs. because damn, she swore she could feel that shit, and it had her own pussy throbbing. she placed a hand between them, pushing on azzi's lower belly. "you feel me right here, huh?"

azzi whimpered, eyes crossed under their lids as paige fucked her just a little bit harder. slow, rough, deep strokes were tearing her apart and she could do nothing but exactly what paige wanted. 

"i'm so close, paige." she moaned. "i'm right there."

"do it." paige demanded. "cum, azzi."

screaming into paige's shoulder, azzi came again, cum spilling around paige's strap and staining her thighs.

paige didn't stop, she tugged azzi's trembling leg from over her shoulder so that she was on her side, both legs pressed together against her chest while paige fucked into her faster and harder, gripping and pulling her thigh for momentum. 

"waitwaitwait," azzi keeled over, face buried in the pit between her legs. she reached out for paige's arm, but she was so far gone that she ended up aimlessly flapping her thigh, which was already covered in pebbles of sweat. "its— 's too much— i can't."

paige smiled because yes, azzi could. and she would.

"you did it to yourself, mama." paige said, thrusting her hips as hard as she could. "i'm just giving you what you been wantin."

azzi's ass clapped against her thigh, her whole body rocking with every stroke. her head still buried between her knees but paige could see her mouth moving, stuttering out whatever she could. 

she leaned over—still stroking— and gripped azzi's neck, squeezing a little so she'd raise her head up.

"fucking you like this cuz that's what you asked for." she said, moving her thumb so it slid passed azzi's lips. "'s what you need. you just need to be made a mess."

she looked over her girlfriend. her stubborn, bratty, beautiful girl was tonguing at the pad of paige's thumb and looking at her like she didn't know anything but this. 

"i wish you could see how fucked out you look." paige huffed out a laugh. "pussy just soaking me back in and you got stars in your eyes. eatin it up. drooling all on my pillows, fucking up my sheets"

her pillows. her sheets. her pussy. her tears. her azzi. this was all hers. 

"you like it, don't you?" paige asked, pushing her thumb against azzi's tongue, watching it flatten as she stuck it out. "you like it when i'm turning this pussy inside out? bein slutted out like this?" 

azzi's mouth stayed occupied with paige's thumb. and paige knew azzi was hardly concious, and that she'd let it slide earlier. 

but it was her pussy. her mouth. her azzi. and she could do whatever the hell she wanted with what belonged to her. she ripped her hand away and cracked a palm against azzi's ass.

"answer me."

"yes!" azzi shouted, hugging her knees. "fuck i love it," she cried, tears streaming down her face. "love you— paige you're gonna make me cum again holy shit!"

paige forced azzi's legs apart and swiped her fingers against the puffy flesh, and azzi literally screamed out and balled her hands into fists against her chest as she came again, creaming around the light purple strap. 

paige watched as it smeared across the silicone and fuck she wanted to taste her again. 

she slowed, fucking her through it, still ghosting her fingers over her clit. azzi mewled under her until she realized her throat was raw, and paige took that moment to flip her onto her belly and arch so that she could put her mouth to azzi. 

her tongue rolled through azzi's folds again, her eyes fluttering closed as she fell into it. the groan azzi let out sounded so rough, paige imagined it had to claw it's way out of the woman's throat. she felt azzi trembling, her whole body vibrating as paige palmed at her ass. she spread her open, and licked at azzi's asshole, too. she went on like that, licking azzi from front to back until she was writhing again, wailing that she was about to cum yet again. 

she held her in place and focused all of her attention to azzi's pussy, sticking her tongue in the gummy hole and fucking her that way. she felt azzi's orgasm build around her tongue, and she tasted the tang of that pressure exploding in her mouth. she shook her head, trying to stay in place despite azzi moving so much.

when azzi started to crawl, paige felt herself be taken over by someone she'd never quite met. she popped her head up, strap dangling between her legs. 

"uh-uh." she stood on her feet and lurched forward, grabbing azzi by her hips and dragging all the way to the edge of the bed. "bring yo ass back.

she lined the strap up with azzi's pussy, then gripped both of her shoulders, forcing her back onto it. azzi let out a sob, head hanging foreward as paige began to pound into her. 

"so fucking greedy." she changed her gip, wrapping her hands around each of azzi's biceps from behind. "greedy pussy cryin for me, taking my dick like you'n know what else to do."

azzi kept shaking against her, not moving on her own. she just let herself be pushed and pulled by paige, taking it all. there was nowhere she could go, nothing she could do but take it. 

paige's eyes stayed on azzi's pussy, mesmerized by the way her strap disappeard in azzi. inandout inandout, she kept going. even when her clit was rubbig against the hardness. even when her own orgasm chased her down and washed over. she kept going, fucking and fucking, losing herself in the motion and noise and sight. 

azzi's hands flexed in and out of their fists and and herpussy clenched faster around the strap. and paige knew.

"paige i can't—" azzi weeped. "can't take it."

"yeah you can." paige went even harder, mustering up every bit of motivation she had left. "c'mon gimme one more."

she let go of one of azzi's arms, pinning the other one to her back. she pumped her hips and circled azzi's ass with her thumb. azzi whined, arching into the mattress and fisting the sheets with her free hand. 

"let it go one more time," paige sucked her thumb and pushed it passed the entrance she'd been spiraling, easing it into azzi and she used the arm she was still holding as an achor to dig azzi out. "'t's gonna feel so good. let it go. all over me. lemme pull it outta you, c'mon mama."

and at last, azzi howled into the mattress and jerked forward into a ball at the head of the bed, cupping her pussy and shaking like a leaf in a storm. 

paige, out of breath and overcome with pride, crawled up the bed and took her girlfriend in her arms, hugging her against her chest and let azzi's tears stream against her collarbone.

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hey so this is really gay cute

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hanging out to dry (fuck!) (3+1)

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uconnless!pazzi, wings!au

word count: 7.4k

synopsis: three times paige should have kissed azzi, and one time she actually did. 

notes: paige is a LOSER. azzi thinks that's hot. paige isn't sure if azzi is flirting with her, and she also isn't sure if she's flirting back. both are a definite yes.

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two people had already asked paige if she and azzi were dating. aziaha, two weeks ago; jessica, last thursday. that’s why it was particularly humiliating when she got a text from arike at two in the morning, having just returned from a group hangout at alanna’s place downtown. 

arike: so…

arike: u n azzi?

not this shit again. paige threw her head back against her headboard with a sigh. 

chillllll bro

it’s a vibe

she couldn’t think of any better way to explain what was happening. they didn’t really hang out alone, but they texted a lot. and flirted. paige was trying beyond comparison to be chill and normal, and was doing her damnedest to not hit on her. 

the only problem was that azzi fudd was jawdropping. paige had never in her life seen someone that gorgeous. to make things worse, she had a thing for talent, and the way azzi could shoot– paige got genuine heart palpitations watching her sink shots in practice. 

they were only a year apart, but azzi was her fellow number-one-draft-pick and her rookie of a whopping one month. it was stupid to have a crush on her, stupid to send her dumb jokes and to hang around her after practice as much as possible. paige should be leading. paige should be setting examples. 

well if she was leading the homo brigade and setting examples on how to look pathetic, she was doing a pretty good job. 

arike: wait did u know each other in college?

no, paige replied, too quick. the answer was more complicated than that; of course paige had known who azzi was in college. they’d played each other a handful of times. but college-paige had only cared about one thing while on the court: a natty. azzi was nothing more than another player to scout, some straight girl with a good shot. 

only, azzi wasn’t straight. and she was certainly no longer just another player that paige could ignore. 

sure, she’d seen the headlines back in the day– bueckers vs fudd, who will carry their team to victory– but it was all some bullshit. 

arike: bullshit 😂

arike: [picture attached]

paige squinted. it was a picture of her and azzi at some conference, azzi mid laugh at something and paige making a face. 

dang, paige had no clue where that had been taken. she’d given so many speeches with so many players over the years, made so much small talk– it could have been taken the week prior and paige wouldn’t have had the faintest idea. 

i dont even remember that bro fr fr

arike: she looks mad good tho

yeah

arike: 😂🫵

shut up. paige locked her phone, rolling her eyes. bait. 

after about three seconds, she unlocked it again, re-opening the picture and zooming in a little on azzi. dang, she really did look good. 

arike: don’t look too hard at it. you gotta look her in the eye at practice tomorrow ;)

kill yourself, paige shot back, locking her phone again and throwing it on her nightstand. it buzzed once more, but she refused to look. 

laying on her back and staring at the ceiling, she rested her hands on her chest. stupid. her heart beat against her palms. 

she closed her eyes, deciding to fall asleep. the image of azzi sprung into her mind, mid-smile, bathed yellow in the living room light. her mind supplied a little glint in her eye, a detail of a freckle on her cheek, a little curl by her ear. her heart rate sped up, pounding against her hands. 

“fuck,” she groaned. this was bad. she should not be thinking this much about azzi. but at the end of the night… she let herself flash back to earlier. 

…

if you asked paige what project hail mary was about, she’d be able to give you about a two word summary. first word: azzi. second word: fudd. 

the team was getting to know each other with all the new additions, hanging out at alanna’s house and watching a movie. it was literally nothing special– alanna just happened to have the biggest space to hang out, and they ordered food to eat and lounged around. 

half the team was off to the right, talking at the kitchen table in the next room. the remainder were huddled in the living room around two bowls of popcorn. 

when the movie started, paige was cognizant of about thirty seconds of science fiction freakiness before her gay brain took over entirely. azzi sat directly to her left, muscular arm brushing against paige’s, thigh pressed into hers. she didn’t seem to be aware of how close they were, at all, which was unfortunate because the situation was a little catastrophic for paige. 

she exhaled a little strangely and winced. smooth. nice.

it was honestly ridiculous, feeling her stomach jolt at the feeling of a pretty girl next to her. paige had cuddled with plenty of girls on couches before, had lounged around with tons of her friends. she should know what to do with her hands, should be able to keep her anxious stomach in check. 

but azzi was a category that paige couldn’t define; one year paige’s junior, and her athletic equal, paige felt responsible for ensuring her well-being. paige also felt like her brain melted like a popsicle every time azzi spoke words to her. which was unfortunate, because that was a lot. 

if this was a date, or if azzi was anyone but paige’s coworker that she was sitting with at a group function, paige would have leaned right into the touch and played along. if azzi were her longtime friend, paige would have manspreaded into her space to try to get on her nerves. but azzi was neither, and paige couldn’t decide how to act, so she just sat there, stiff. 

paige’s internal monologue was as follows: arm. she smells good. her hair is brushing my shoulder. can she feel how fast i’m breathing from the rise and fall of my shoulder? arm. thigh. dang, she really smells good. should i kill myself?

after about twenty minutes, azzi grew visibly uncomfortable. she shifted her torso away from paige, against the armrest of the couch, and drew her feet up to where they stopped just shy of resting on paige’s legs. 

paige stared really hard at her feet. she wanted to ask her– was it weird? 

no, it was weirder to overthink it. it was a friendly gesture, a kind gesture. they were hanging out. it was chill. 

“azzi,” she muttered. the brunette turned towards her, eyes wide and expectant. “stretch your legs out.”

azzi’s eyebrows knit together in confusion. trying to stop her cheeks from pinkening, paige patted her own lap. here. 

azzi smiled gratefully, understanding. she shifted her body so that her back was against the armrest, legs splaying across paige’s lap. 

bzzz. bzzz. paige’s phone vibrated violently from her pocket. her eyes snapped up, scanning the room. aziaha, who was sitting on a chair to their right, was pointedly raising an eyebrow at her.

aziaha: bro….

aziaha: be fr

paige stole a frantic glance at azzi to see if she was watching paige’s screen. which she wasn’t, clearly. why would she be? 

dude chill i’m just helping her be more comfortable

aziaha: wouldn’t have done ts for me 🤨

ur feet stink like poo 

she smells like sunshine and rainbows

aziaha: there’s a word for the likes of you and it rhymes with bomosexual

i swear bro i swear

don’t even know her middle name stop talking crazy

of course paige knew her middle name. her middle name was jazlyn. she’d found that out when she’d looked up azzi fudd on google, and also azzi fudd college highlights, and also azzi fudd from where and what perfume smells like jasmine but like better and valentino born in roma perfume and is there a born in roma cologne. she’d gotten distracted.

okay, jesus. she needed to focus. 

ryan gosling, in the movie, was wearing a really distracting yellow coat that made paige think of curious george. they were saying something about the sun dying, and paige wondered if they made him yellow on purpose. like the sun. that was dying. maybe he was going to die later in the movie, and it was foreshadowing.

she kept trying to see him as a serious scientist, but she couldn’t stop thinking of him as ken from barbie. this was Depressed Ken, maybe. he was certainly dressed the part, in some bullshit a depressed person would pull from their closet without thinking twice. 

her brain launched into an impromptu performance of i’m just ken, and she lost track of a decent amount of minutes before she came crashing back online. 

azzi’s legs were shifting uncomfortably again. don’t move, she wanted to say, but that would be pathetic. 

“you uncomfortable?” she murmured. stupid. clearly, azzi was uncomfortable. 

“yeah,” azzi whispered. “this armrest is really hard.”

“that’s what she said,” paige whispered back. azzi socked her on the arm. 

aziaha sat up straight. “what are y’all whispering about over there? i’m getting fomo.”

“i’m wondering if there’s a pillow i could use? the armrest is kind of hard,” azzi asked. 

at the conversation, everyone’s heads turned towards them. paige suddenly became incredibly aware of the two legs draped across her thighs, of the way her hands laid on top of them awkwardly. 

shit. she desperately did not want to seem like she was trying to make moves on the rookie, regardless of how incredibly badly she wanted to make moves on the rookie. 

“just use paige,” aziaha suggested. to azzi, she might have looked genuine, but to paige, who’d known her longer, she could see the shit-eating smile aziaha was trying to hide. she narrowed her eyes at her. 

“hey!” she complained. 

“paige got all that muscle now. go head and put it to good use.” paige was going to smack her the next time she got within arm’s reach.

azzi’s eyes flicked down for a second. paige unintentionally flexed a little. “yeah, alright.” azzi decided, shifting herself around. 

paige’s mind went full blown static as azzi laid down on her lap, on her back, head facing the screen and feet hanging over the armrest. it was a wonder sparks didn’t fly out of her head by the way that she was short-circuiting. azzi’s head was warm against paige’s thighs, flyaways brushing her bare skin with every breath. 

paige had the horrible urge to smooth her hands over azzi’s head, to play with her hair and scratch her scalp, and then she decided that she needed to die. honestly, she genuinely didn’t know how azzi was comfortable, but she wasn’t about to ask and risk her moving. 

she needed to distract herself, stat. could azzi hear her heartbeat in her thighs? was that a thing? because that could be a problem. clearing her throat, she squinted at the television and tried to pay attention again. 

on the screen, ryan gosling was having an existential crisis in a tunnel while eating some shit from a thermos. then, he was staring really hard at a plaque. then, he was doing some sciency shit in a lab coat that tried to cover up the world’s ugliest striped sweater. 

the best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time, paige’s brain sang. she snorted out loud. that was a good spongebob reference. 

azzi turned her head so she was looking up at paige. 

“what?” she asked, quiet. christ, she was beautiful. and really near paige’s crotch. enough.

paige blinked back at her. 

“what’s funny?” azzi tried again, whispering. 

“nothing,” paige muttered, “was thinking about something else.”

that seemed to be good enough for azzi, who rolled back over. paige spent the next few minutes thinking about the shape of azzi’s lips and pretending that she wasn’t. 

paige’s leg started to feel numb. azzi, bless her heart, was completely restricting blood flow to her lower left extremity. unfortunately, paige would rather die than kick a beautiful girl out of her lap, and she didn’t want to look fucking stupid, so she resolved herself to ignoring it and hoping her leg would figure it out. 

“wait, why is he on a plane?” azzi turned again, asking under her breath. 

“i really couldn’t tell you,” paige admitted. “i’ve been thinking about how to get the last piece of popcorn from that bowl without moving your head.”

azzi’s mouth curved upwards into a small smile. she reached her hand out and grabbed the last piece, holding it in front of paige’s face. the demons in paige told her to take it with her mouth, but she was a rational human being, and she let azzi drop it into her hands. 

“isn’t it cold now?” azzi asked. 

“eh,” paige shrugged, “like, room temperature. it’s still nice and salty, and that’s what matters.”

azzi wrinkled her nose. “makes me too thirsty.”

“good thing you have a water then, thirsty girl.”

thirsty girl? was paige fucking serious?

azzi snorted. she was fully looking up, then, not paying any attention to the movie. paige stared at her, hoping the dim lighting of the room was enough to cover the way she greedily drank in the sight of all of azzi’s face. 

“what’s he doing now?” azzi whispered. 

paige, with great effort, tore her eyes away from azzi to look at the screen. “he’s standing in front of a room of people who look like they’re in the military.”

azzi listened for a second. “i keep hearing ken whenever he opens his mouth.”

paige’s head snapped back down. “right?”

“he was just so good in that role. it ruined any of his other movies for me.”

“he was the perfect casting,” paige agreed. 

they looked at each other. dang, paige’s leg was really numb. 

paige was suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to bend down and kiss her, awkward and mismatched, uncaring of anything but the feeling of their lips against each other. she held azzi’s gaze, dark and unblinking, and her thoughts started moving a million miles a minute. 

no, she shouldn’t. azzi was her fucking rookie, for god’s sake, and who knows what the team, let alone the rest of the world, would have to say about it. and it would be ridiculous to do it right there, in front of everyone. she’d never in her life gotten the impulse for such drastic pda. 

but she wanted to. 

azzi’s tongue darted out and wet her lower lip. paige followed the movement with her eyes, eyelids falling just a fraction. 

there was a sudden warmth at the corner of paige’s mouth, and she startled as she realized that azzi’s gentle thumb was brushing at her skin. 

“salt,” azzi murmured in explanation, like she hadn’t just given paige a heart attack. paige wanted her to do it again. the way azzi looked at her lips, the feeling of her soft and sweet, was intoxicating. 

paige’s breath caught in her chest, and her mind went a little blank, and–

she hissed loudly, leg jolting hard. fucking pins and needles, jesus christ, her entire leg was being stabbed–

azzi shot up. “what? oh my god, are you okay?”

even through the pain, paige felt immediately cold. “yes, yeah, pins and needles.”

someone paused the movie. “paige, bro, what–”

“pins and needles,” she groaned again, louder, “ignore me, play the movie.”

azzi laughed in her face, the rest of the team joining in. azzi patted her thigh gently. 

“fuck,” paige muttered, “sorry.” she tried to give her a sheepish smile. 

“s’okay,” azzi shrugged, “my fault.” she knocked her shoulder against paige’s, turning back to the tv. paige needed to get her fucking act together. 

____

TWO: 

paige had now known azzi for two and a half months. in the last week, alanna and jj had both singled her out to inquire about the status of her and azzi’s relationship; she’d had to tell them both a miserable no. 

with how chill all of her teammates were being about it, she figured that the whole “azzi is a rookie” hangup didn’t hold much water now. paige herself had only been in the league for one measly year, as arike liked to remind her. 

the point was that that was a good thing, because she was now pretty sure that azzi was flirting with her. 

she wasn’t positive, of course– it was very much a possibility that paige’s own delusional thoughts were misinterpreting azzi’s actions entirely. maybe azzi was looking for a super close best friend when she texted paige good morning with a little sun and a heart every day. they clicked so well on and off the court, it would make sense. 

but paige had to let hope cloud her vision a little, especially at times like this, where–

arike: bro where did u guys go

arike: always disappearing somewhere together i swear

arike: this my own house

arike: don’t desecrate it

woah woah calm down

we’re just talking in the driveway

arike: don’t wanna watch the fireworks out back with the team?

we’re having fun

ur buffalo chicken dip is fire

arike: of course it is

arike: come inside and eat my wife’s dessert before i whoop you both

be there in a minute mom

arike was hosting the team for a fourth of july party. everything was going well this season, and the wings were coming off a much-needed win. they were celebrating in the dallas heat, everyone a little happy and sweaty.

there’s a line paige remembered from to kill a mockingbird about the southern heat, something about the ladies being like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum. she said as much to azzi, who looked at her kind of funny. it sparked a conversation about whether or not talcum was a carcinogen, a topic on which neither of them were particularly knowledgeable. 

the point of her thought process was that azzi looked sweet and shiny and smelled really good, and paige kind of wanted to eat her whole.

as previously mentioned, half the season gone by had done wonders for getting rid of the azzi-is-a-rookie nerves. paige tried not to be corny, but azzi fit into her life in a way that she never expected her to. they had similar interests, hobbies, and humor, and they became practically inseparable. sports media adored them, calling them all kinds of names and gushing over their chemistry. 

it wasn’t something paige was proud of, having a fat and massive crush on azzi, but it was truly impossible not to. the more she’d gotten to know her, the worse it had become. she kept expecting azzi to do something weird and offputting that would change the way paige felt, but paige was endeared to all of her quirks. they just fit together.

time after practice was spent grabbing food together, time off on the weekends was spent hanging out with each other’s friends, and time before bed was spent texting back and forth about whatever crossed their mind. it was nice.

dressed in a striped blue tube top and little shorts, azzi looked like a muscled vision sitting next to paige on the pavement. her knees were drawn up to her chest, chin resting atop one. paige had been resisting the urge to wrap her arms around her for about twenty minutes straight. 

paige looked like an idiot in a white wifebeater and massive firetruck-red jorts, her butt in genuine pain from digging into the driveway. she probably had pebbles stuck up her crack. not really. but it felt like that. that was the common theme with paige when it came to azzi; she was stupid around her. every time she considered making a move, she managed to make herself feel so dumb that she thought azzi would get weirded out. 

“i just think it’s unrealistic for king kong to be that massive. like, think of evolution. everything got small again before apes even evolved,” paige complained. 

“not everything,” azzi disagreed, “think about whales.”

“yeah, but that’s underwater. they got their own freaky shit going on down there. i’m talking about on land.”

“well, why don’t you have a problem with godzilla?”

“because they didn’t make godzilla a massive fucking ape. massive fucking ape implies real-world evolution.”

“they probably have some logic for it. maybe he got chemicals spilled on him, or he was part of a species of giant apes living on an island and he was the last one, or something,” azzi mused. 

“massive fucking ape,” paige grumbled, again. “stupid.”

“you’re stupid.”

“your mom.”

azzi rolled her eyes, but paige could see her biting back a smile. 

a loud popping sound rang out, and they both winced. 

“oh– there, there!” azzi pointed, excited. the house diagonal from arike’s must have been setting off fireworks from their backyard, because the sparks were loud and massive. 

azzi’s eyes were wide as she looked up at the trailing colors streaking the sky. she looked beautiful, calm and happy, fully at peace in the moment. paige studied the way the lights fizzled out in the reflection on azzi’s pupils. 

on instinct, she moved her pinky so that it overlapped azzi’s. azzi turned to her, then; paige couldn’t tell if her cheeks were a little pink in the fading light or if it was a lingering beam from the almost-set sun. 

“this is romantic,” azzi said quietly. 

paige blanked, eyes widening. “what,” she said, more caught off-guard than a question. 

“i mean,” azzi clarified, flustered, “like, y’know, in the sense of the word where it means something pretty. like romanticize. like it– it just feels really lovely.” she tucked a stray curl behind her ear. 

right. sure. 

“i guess it could also be romantic,” azzi was definitely blushing, “with the right person.”

“yeah,” paige agreed, dumbly. she didn’t know why she said what she said next, but she did. “at my family’s cabin in minnesota, we used to go to the lake every fourth of july. my dad and my stepmom, well, my first stepmom, used to always stop what they were doing and kiss at the first firework.”

azzi leaned her shoulder against paige. “that’s really sweet.”

paige laughed. “yeah, i mean– they didn’t work out, clearly, but i always kinda wanted to do that some day. have a family, have a woman i love, make up stupid reasons to kiss each other. y’know.”

azzi’s pinky twitched underneath paige’s. “my dad does something similar,” she said. “he does this stupid thing called pancake kisses, where he makes pancakes on saturday mornings, and he kisses my mom once for every pancake she eats.”

paige grinned. “i could get behind that. i eat a lot of pancakes.”

“oh, you wouldn’t be the one making them?”

“depends. which would you prefer?” paige asked.

“i like waking up to the smell of batter and eggs,” azzi admitted.

“then i change my mind. i’d be the one making them.”

“whatever,” azzi grumbled, but she looked away and tried to hide a pleased smile. 

“are you someone who,” paige cleared her throat, “really likes things like that?”

azzi thought about it for a second before nodding. “yeah, i mean. my parents have always been like that, so i guess it’s by example. i just think it’s so sweet, always doing things to keep the relationship special,” she paused, “what about you?”

“probably, for the right person. i like keeping things fun. and i like to make people i care about feel appreciated,” paige admitted. 

azzi made a playfully intrigued face. “good to know.”

“taking notes?”

“maybe. you want me to?”

paige choked a little on her own spit, and tried to pass it off by clearing her throat. “wouldn’t complain.”

“then i’ll jot it down, boss.”

“perfect.”

“aren’t i?”

“yeah.” paige should kill herself. what the hell was she even saying? she couldn’t flirt for shit. was this flirting? jesus, what if azzi wasn’t even flirting?

“i get that a lot,” azzi sighed, scooting a little closer to paige so their sides pressed together fully, “usually in more,” she paused, “intimate context.”

nope, azzi was flirting. 

“oh?” 

“you heard me.”

paige laughed softly. “i’ll jot it down, boss.”

“perfect.”

the conversation lulled for a moment. another round of fireworks went off, red and spiraling high into the air before exploding. paige took a moment to appreciate what a blessing it was that she was able to be there, seeing something beautiful, warm and full of something like hope, with someone she cared about. 

she turned to face azzi. she kind of wanted to see the awe on azzi’s face as she looked up at the lights, to trace the curves of her face in mental graphite and commit it to memory forever. azzi, though, was already looking at her, eyes deep and dark. 

“you look pretty,” azzi whispered. 

which was ridiculous, because azzi was making paige’s heart functionally arrhythmic in her chest. paige couldn’t even think of the words to rebut that, just let her eyes drag down azzi’s frame and back up to her face. she raised an eyebrow as if to say really? coming from you?

azzi scrunched up her nose and smiled. paige felt a little breathless, a little captivated. jesus christ, she wanted to lean in so badly. she was fairly sure that azzi wanted her to. she let herself imagine moving forward, capturing azzi’s lips in hers, cupping her jaw and finally, finally, kissing her.

azzi blinked up at her slowly, and paige’s pinky curled around azzi’s. her heart fluttered against her chest like a caged bird, violent and frenzied. 

she wanted it bad. she wanted it like an angel pleading for its fucking wings.

but they were sitting outside of arike’s house. in public, on the pavement, in front of the windows, where anyone could be watching. she couldn’t. she couldn’t do it right there. 

oh, shit, arike. “oh my god,” paige blurted out, heart sinking. “arike wanted us inside, like, twenty minutes ago. she’s gonna kill us.”

azzi stared at her for a second like she was still processing her words. “yeah,” she said, slowly. 

“we’re dead,” paige groaned, “they’re gonna give us shit for the next week.”

“yeah,” azzi repeated, brushing off whatever haze she was in. she shook her head and stood up, facing the door. “nice night, huh?” 

paige brushed her hands off as she scrambled to stand up, too.

“let’s go eat lala’s dessert,” azzi said, turning away and walking. 

that was abrupt, paige thought. did she look a little disappointed? shit.

azzi made it to the door, opening it and waiting for paige. 

“one second, i need to tie my shoe. go on ahead,” paige lied, waving azzi in. the younger woman disappeared through the door.

“fuck!” paige cursed, kicking a rock on the pavement. “stupid!”

__

THREE: 

it was the beginning of august. count of people who’d asked paige if she and azzi were together: fourteen. her mother, for one. her college best friends. the trainer. her dietician. name them, and they’d asked paige if she’d had her tongue three thousand leagues down the length of azzi’s gullet. it was beginning to piss her off, honestly. if that wasn’t obvious.

don’t say a word.

arike: wasn’t gonna

arike: later… 😏

NOTHING later. i will kill you. with a gun.

arike: hey man

arike: you’re digging your own grave

the team were sitting around a table, plenty of drinks for everyone. the place was a nice one, crisp black tabletops and comfortable chairs. they’d even given the table a bowl of chips to snack on, which paige was pleased with. the music was fairly loud, enough to really worm into paige’s brain when she finished her second beer, but it was nothing unpleasant. 

underneath the table, azzi’s hand was on paige’s thigh. 

it had started with her turning to the side, quietly complimenting paige’s rings while the rest of the team were arguing about something. paige had shown them to her, and she’d leaned in to get a better look, and paige had lost her breath at the proximity and felt like a fucking loser. 

azzi said, “i like the one that spins. i always need something to fidget with.” 

paige replied, “feel free,” and stuck her hand out. azzi giggled, dragging her fingernail up paige’s hand to the ring on her middle finger. she spun it gently once, twice, and gave paige a grateful smile. 

paige tried to tune back into the conversation after that, but she noticed that her and azzi’s chairs seemed inexplicably closer. she tried to laugh at something alanna was saying, tried to make fun of aziaha, but her brain kept replaying that little tilt of azzi’s lips. 

she was wearing this really shiny gloss that somehow hadn’t come off as she sipped her cocktail with a straw, and she also smelled really nice, and–

paige felt a finger trail across her knuckles. her eyes shot down to her lap, where her hands rested, and she saw azzi’s hand gently stroking her way back up to paige’s ring. paige felt her face pinken, and her free hand nervously came up to stroke at her ponytail. 

she stole a glance at azzi, but azzi was turned forwards, intently listening to the conversation in front of them. her hand was as low as possible, trying to be discreet– and she knew paige would let her. paige felt hot. 

not five minutes later, azzi’s fingers drew a sharp path down, onto paige’s lap. 

paige looked over, eyes widening in question, and azzi breathed a laugh. “these rips are bothering me.”

rips? what rips? 

right. the rips in her jeans. paige begged her brain to come back online. “what, you want them bigger? can’t see enough of me?”

not that online, jesus christ. middle ground. middle ground. 

azzi’s eyelids lowered just a fraction, barely noticeable. “no, the little white strands that come off of them– they’re all tangled.”

“so detangle them,” paige muttered, shifting her attention back to arike. the older woman was complaining about her brother-in-law, something about coming over to her house to detail his own car in her driveway. 

azzi didn’t need to be told twice. for a few minutes, she tugged on the outside of the rips, combing fingers through and separating them. she didn’t even look down as she did, just felt around paige’s thigh for the next rip and kept moving. 

when she finished tugging on the strands, her fingertip would circle the tear gently, as if seeking out another strand to focus on. if there were none there, she’d stay there for a minute, softly stroking the skin of paige’s thigh. she’d start with the pad of her finger, little lines, then edge it over to her fingernail, drawing little shapes. when she was bored of that, she’d go back to stroking, a little firmer and bolder.

it only became a problem when she reached one particularly close to the inside of paige’s thigh. the top half of paige wanted to jerk away– not appropriate for team dinner– and the bottom half of paige wanted– well. it wanted.

a bit more forcefully than she would have liked, she brought her hand over top of azzi’s, forcing it flat and stopping her movements. 

alanna turned towards her questioningly, looking down. paige drew her hand back up, tucking her hair behind her ear. she tried so hard to be nonchalant that her elbow knocked against the top of azzi’s chair, and she ended up extending her arm across it. 

great. now her arm was practically around azzi. subtle! cool!

it definitely did not help her case. clearly, nobody cared about what was going on between them, but paige was still nervous. it was rude, if anything, to be overly absorbed in one person at a group hangout. 

what also definitely did not help her case was the fact that azzi didn’t move her hand at all. for the next hour, azzi’s hand just rested on top of her thigh, tightening minutely as she laughed, absentmindedly fidgeting, and paige felt as red as a tomato and twice as wet as one. or whatever. 

past a certain point, she could almost forget about it; then, azzi would crack a joke too loud, and someone’s eyes would move from her face down to where her arm was slightly too far away from her own body, and someone would raise an eyebrow at her. whatever! whatever. 

slowly, people peeled off, paying for their own meals and excusing themselves to go home. eventually, it was just arike, paige, and azzi. 

paige was grateful that arike was there– she and azzi weren’t paying any special attention to each other, and minus the hand on her thigh, the interactions between them were perfectly friendly. it was three people settling deeper into their dynamic, talking life and firsts and basketball, and it was chill. 

it wasn’t even her fault that her and azzi had parked next to each other, and arike had parked down the street. 

when they left the bar, she and azzi lingered outside of their respective cars for a few minutes too long. paige leaned against her door, a casual elbow resting on her side mirror. 

“arike’s so funny,” azzi said quietly, lips curving upward. 

jesus, she was beautiful. paige’s brain took a mental snapshot. the short distance between them felt much bigger after their proximity all night, and paige wanted so badly to touch her again, to be close to her. 

“she’s aight,” paige shrugged, a lopsided smile on her face. “you know she’s real stubborn sometimes.”

“aren’t we all?” azzi asked with a laugh, and paige nodded. 

“for real, though, you’re really lucky to have her as your vet. on the personal level, she’s been through it all. ups, downs, getting overlooked….anger issues,” paige said, seriously. 

azzi snorted. “and being a lesbian. publicly. that’s pretty cool.”

“everyone’s a lesbian, bro.”

“yeah, but not everyone is open about it. i’m not. it’s brave.”

paige had to agree. “yeah. it is.”

“especially because, y’know, until recently nobody really watched us. the stereotype was that we were all dykes. nobody wanted to watch a league full of dykes. and now they do watch us, and there’s so much hatred being brought into our space, and she’s still proudly who she is. that’s really fucking cool.” 

paige looked at her, her eyes wide and earnest, and felt something in her chest soften. “you should tell her that,” she agreed quietly, “i think she’d love to hear it.”

azzi shrugged. “someday.”

“tomorrow, first thing at practice,” paige smiled.

“fat chance,” azzi rolled her eyes. 

they looked at each other for a minute, quiet and soft. 

“i should get going,” azzi said, eventually. 

“you should,” paige agreed.

they stood there for another moment. paige grinned. azzi mirrored her expression. 

“seriously,” azzi insisted. 

“sure,” paige nodded. neither of them moved. 

a feeling passed through paige that was too gentle to handle, and she finally shook her head and stepped forwards, arms wide. “c’mere,” she muttered. 

azzi stepped into her arms, hugging her goodbye. 

“i’ll see you at practice tomorrow,” paige said, cheek pressed up against azzi’s hair. 

“yep,” azzi agreed from somewhere next to paige’s neck, “don’t be late.”

“i’m never late.”

“you were late to this.”

“this isn’t practice.”

“well, you better practice being on time, because i better see you tomorrow.”

“bro, i’m gonna be there,” paige complained, finally pulling back. neither of their hands quite left the other, still in each other’s space. 

azzi’s face was a few breaths from paige’s, just below her, luminescent under the street lamps. her eyes were dark, wide and bright, and she was smiling again, and paige’s chest did some awful squeezing motion that almost knocked her breathless. 

she looked down at azzi’s lips. her eyes darted back up to azzi’s eyes in a fraction of a second, trying not to overstep, but azzi’s gaze was pointed right at her mouth. 

okay. she should kiss her. 

azzi had just spent an hour feeling up her thigh. azzi was looking up at her like she’d hung the moon. azzi’s hands were still around her back. 

she wanted to kiss her. 

azzi was right there, beautiful, perfect, and it would be so easy to just lean down and take her lips in a kiss–

right. paige was overthinking. all she had to do was lean down– or– wait. should she ask her first? was azzi the sort of person who assumed a kiss was okay, or was she someone who wanted to be asked? shit, if paige asked, would it be good, or would it ruin the moment– or– god, she should just do it, fuck– 

azzi moved her gaze back up to paige’s. she searched her eyes, pausing, and for a moment everything was still; then, at the same time, they both pulled away. 

“bye,” paige tried to say, but no sound came out. their hands dragged against each other for a heartbeat too long. 

see you tomorrow, azzi mouthed at her. she gave her one last smile before disappearing into her car. 

paige felt like a marionette, limbs uncoordinated and jerky as she forced herself back into her own car. she fumbled with the ignition for a moment, cursing under her breath. 

out of the corner of her eye, she saw azzi’s car back out of the parking lot and disappear. immediately, she groaned and slumped against the steering wheel. she sat like that for five full minutes, feeling pathetic and miserable and like a giant fucking loser. finally, she straightened up and put on her seatbelt. 

“FUCK!” she yelled, slamming her fist against the horn. BRAAM, her car protested loudly. she jumped. 

—

paige’s mouthguard hung halfway out of her mouth. she bent over challengingly, hands on her knees, eyebrow cocked. 

azzi smirked, dribbling the ball between her legs once, twice. she bent her knees like she was going to move forward, pretending to fake paige out. 

“go,” paige called out. her voice echoed in the gym. “you playing or just showing off?”

azzi shrugged, keeping the ball moving. “doesn’t matter. you can’t guard me either way.”

someone behind paige whistled, and paige narrowed her eyes. her gaze landed on the sweat on azzi’s collarbone. her bicep. her thigh. she shook her head. 

azzi started forwards, and paige sucked her mouthguard back in, hands immediately out. azzi stopped, grinned, and went the other way. 

fuck no. paige dogged her determinedly, fighting through a li screen and trying to get her hand on the ball before azzi shot. as her hand came down, azzi passed it to maddy on the three-point line. shit. she caught paige’s gaze and smiled, and there was a glint in her eye that sent a jolt down paige’s spine.

the ball bounced off the backboard to alanna, who shot it back to maddy. 

odyssey got in maddy’s face, and paige saw azzi’s body turn before the idea even came to maddy’s head. paige knew azzi’s catch-and-shoot, knew she was going to release it immediately–

the ball flew to azzi and paige was already jumping as azzi moved the ball up. azzi pivoted, turning past paige and sprinting in for a clean layup. 

absolutely not. paige hit the ground running, chasing her back, following the movement of her arm up, and BAM. 

the ball slammed back down to the earth before it had the chance to fly for more than half a second. paige’s chest pounded with exhilaration, and she shot azzi a cocky look as she turned on her heel. 

azzi, usually known for being calm and collected, looked pissed. it made something in paige’s stomach churn. she couldn’t stop a wild grin from taking over her face as she waited for azzi’s team to inbound the ball. her heart pounded. this was fun. 

alanna inbounded to arike. jessica ran a screen on odyssey. arike to alanna, paige shifted, alanna to maddy, paige shifted. 

her eyes, focused on the ball, never strayed for long from azzi. she looked intense and determined, brows furrowed and face flushed with exertion. she looked godlike. 

maddy to azzi, outside the arc, and before paige could blink, azzi nailed a three over her head. 

she froze, dumbfounded. how–? 

azzi backpedaled and winked at her. paige wanted to tear her clothes off. 

“that’s game! arike’s team, twenty points. water break,” jose yelled.

“she traveled,” paige complained weakly, but she knew it was a lie. she thought of azzi’s shirt riding up her stomach as she jumped up for the shot. she couldn’t think straight.

arike raised an eyebrow at her. “that’s it? no hitting the wall? no yelling? just a ‘she travelled?’” she clicked her tongue. “you’re soft on her.”

“no, i’m not,” paige grumbled, eyes flicking over to azzi. azzi grinned at her, reaching over and hitting her lower back. the touch rippled through paige like fucking sonar, and she needed to leave stat before her brain drove her absolutely insane. 

arike snorted.

“whatever,” paige muttered. “i left something in the car. be right back.”

ducking the rest of the group, she jogged out of the practice facility doors and through the hallway that led to the parking lot. she pushed open the exit, desperately fanning herself. she kept thinking about azzi’s face, determined, her perfect shot, how unfairly fucking attractive it was for her to be so good. 

she walked over to her car and rested her forearm against it, putting her head down for a fraction of a second before yelping at the hot metal and drawing back. she deserved that, she thought miserably, for being incapable of having normal, friendly thoughts about–

“paige!” azzi called out, walking out of the facility. 

jesus christ. this was not going to help. “hm?” she tried, unable to say much else. 

“oh,” azzi shrugged, “you left your phone inside.” she held it out, waiting for paige to take it from her. 

paige stared at her, trying to read her expression. slowly, she took her phone from azzi’s hand, letting their fingers brush together for longer than strictly necessary. 

“you know i don’t need my phone to get something from my car, right?” she didn’t even need to get anything from her car. she just needed some air.

“i know,” azzi said, matter of fact. “i just wanted to see you.”

paige held back a laugh. “you just saw me.”

“sure did.”

“and you came out here in the scorching hot sun to see me again.”

“is there a problem with that?” azzi challenged, stepping closer to her. her eyes sparkled mirthfully. paige wanted to swallow them whole. 

“depends.”

“depends on what?”

silence. 

paige couldn’t take it anymore. azzi was so– and– she was right there, and there were no excuses, there was nobody around– paige didn’t just want it, she needed it. azzi was a fire and paige had to stoke it, needed to breathe life into this thing that was driving her fucking mad. 

azzi raised an eyebrow at her, and paige stared back helplessly. they were so close, hovering on the verge but not quite daring to fall over it, and she was going to do it, she was finally going to do it, fuck it, she was going to ask–

“can i–”

azzi interrupted her by kissing her full on the mouth.  

paige felt like she was bursting into flames. azzi’s lips on hers were hot, perfect, firm and absolutely sure of what she wanted. paige’s hands clung to her waist like it was keeping her on earth, kissing back for all she was worth.  

it was whatever paige had fantasized about since the moment azzi had walked into practice on the first day, letting her hand linger in paige’s for a second too long when they shook hands. it was perfect. paige was fucking melting.

after a moment, azzi pulled back. “god, i’ve been waiting for you for months. you’re such an idiot.”

“well,” paige shrugged, “did it live up to the hype?”

“i need a second opinion.” azzi kissed her again, and paige smiled so wide she nearly broke their lips apart, and azzi only kissed her harder, and paige felt so happy she could fucking die. 

yeah, she could get used to this. 

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[11:04 am]

arike: u massive liar

arike: “i need something outside” headass yeah needed some TONGUE

arike: i can see u thru the window  

[11:05 am]

arike: u dont get paid to kiss women on the clock get a move on

[11:14 am]

arike: dang let that lady ass go

[11:23 am]

paige: fuck you

[miissag]

TASTE ME

𑣲 PAIRING vet!paigebueckers x rookie!azzifudd

𑣲 SUMMARY azzi is waiting for paige in nothing but her tshirt and her panties on.

𑣲 WARNINGS sexual content. munch!p(fav) hairpulling. spit. alil bit of plot. breeding kink? mommy/daddy use. sexting?in a way. strap sucking.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE a nasty lil short something for my pazzi feelers. this is also NOT ongoing, sweet and simple!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 3.9K

𑣲 TAGS this is dedicated to my favoriteeeeee @pearlydollsworld, i hope you loveeee queennnnn.

• • •

Azzi Fudd despised being bored. It was a little ironic how the number 1 pick in the draft still ached for that quiet lifestyle at times, making her want to consume that lonesome for what it was. It made her no better that she wasn’t found of to much attention anyway, she frayed away from it indefinitely and was taught to be true to herself, it’s what got her paid. It’s what kept her in the 2-bedroom condo at the heart of Uptown Dallas, fresh paint and plush carpeting that was her absolute favorite. The environment was new to her and she missed the family she had awaiting her back home but she loved the lonesome—until, it reached the point of boredom. Azzi laid on her stomach, her legs crossed at the ankles as she scrolled throughout her Instagram timeline.

It was a Saturday, quiet frank and hair wash day, she decided to stay inside. The stress it would’ve took to get dressed and made sure her hair stayed in check would’ve been to much for her making her stay inside in nothing but a fitted white tank, said tank cuffing her chest just right making the girls sit up nice and the laced black Victoria Secret panties she threw on after a much needed shower. Azzi had blown her hair out making it wavy against her back now, she couldn’t put it up just yet, letting it breathe before she wrapped it.

The grey sheets she had beneath her were ridded underneath her body, she continuously tossed and turned against her sheets with her legs sprawled beneath her. Azzi had a comfortable spot on her stomach now, her palm holding her pretty face up with her long legs drifting up and down, still wrapped at the ankles. The season was only beginning, the hectic practices but memorable moments was what Azzi did it for. It was the silence of the night that always got to her, she hated to admit it but she missed the chaotic noises the dorms left behind. It was like a part of her still remained in Storrs all the while she was conquering Dallas, day by day.

The lighting in her bedroom remained low nonetheless, a small shaded lamp sitting on her nightstand that contrasted a golden glow upon her face. Azzi thumb lifted first with seeing the notification slide down the top of her phone, her brown hues went over it a few times as she sat up accordingly to her elbows.

p baby

you’re no fun. 11:28PM

The text was immediate to make a smile spread across her face, she lasted a hour and a half before she texted her. Paige still decided to spend the night with a few of the women from the team, the last she knew that they were going to a few bars in town. Azzi though just couldn’t vision herself in that tonight; Azzi let the blonde go willingly even though she pressed to stay in with her, she actually made her get dressed and go out. Azzi didn’t plan on changing the life she was already living before she came, besides, she knew where Paige would be spending the rest of her night.

excuse me? 11:29PM

Paige responded within minutes.

p baby

yk everybody wanted to see you. they don’t bite 11:31PM

but do you? 11:31PM

Azzi couldn’t even fake it, she didn’t even bother to exit the thread with waiting on the next text. The text continued to come through, her eyes going over the message a few times before she responded.

p baby

only if your good 11:31PM

The red in her cheeks couldn’t be missed, a giggle falling from her lips as she twirled her hips so she could lie to her back. Azzi legs still resting beneath her, both hands holding her phone securely as she replied back like a schoolgirl in bed after hours.

i had my fun before i came. i needed no distractions. my bed treats me much much better. 11:33PM

p baby

really? show me 11:33PM

Azzi thought about it, her tongue going over her lips as she thought. The girl barley said anything but Azzi already felt her abdomen heating below her as her chest slowly rose and fell with her eyes sat on the text, her eyes slowly peered down to her attire seeing her shiny body that still appeared moisturized with the low lighting. Azzi stomach was flat with a tight and fit figure, she had been moving around all day long, her bed being more comfortable was an understatement. The girl was turning over to her side a bit, pressing the camera option in the messages and soon as the photo registered was when she lifted the silver iPhone 17 a bit higher.

The angle was perfect, giving a view of her toned body that was normally hidden beneath her clothes, the silver of her belly piercing catching in the camera. The picture giving her a small outline of her panties that was strapped to her waist, her chest though was fully in the photo, still sitting up nicely as she laid there comfortably again after pressing send on the photo. Azzi didn’t even have to analyze it, she pressed that blue button and watched the message send through. Azzi watched how the girl read over it within seconds, if that, it amazed her how she was literally spending time out but was glued to her phone now. It was only a few seconds going by before Paige replied, another smile coming to her face at the view of it.

p baby

stay just like that 11:35PM

Damn, that was quick. Azzi thought, the blonde was leaving no room for any other commentary. It excited her, her thighs squeezing tightly together making her thumbs move mindlessly with nothing but the truth just to watch it send.

i’ll be waiting. 11:35PM

• • •

Azzi got a set of three keys which all of them are now gone. One was to her parents, one was kept for her, that last key though was for her special someone. The sound of the front door opening fulfilled her ears making eyes lift firstly to see her making it in a twenty-minute span, she let her phone glide out of her hands whilst leaning up to her knees at the sound of her shoes inching closer down the hallway now. It was a lengthy walk, the hallway was probably the longest part about the space but as soon as she came around the corner, Azzi was already smiling.

Paige leaned against the threshold, stepping out of her white Jordan’s by firstly pulling the lace before they fell to the floor.

Paige had kept the drinking to a minimum, she probably took two shots flat but couldn’t worry about much of anything else at the sight of Azzi. The girl was sitting up on her knees towards the edge of the bed now, her arms spreading for Paige to walk into her embrace. “What took you so long?” Azzi questioned her but Paige still found her lips first, her arms wrapping around her tight to press her against her body whilst her lips moved against her own. The kiss was deep, both lips moving at that slow pace that had their lips dragging against one another’s. “Had to grab something.” Paige murmured, a hand moving from the embrace to grab Azzi’s wrist and she let her guide her to the middle of her pants to feel the length that rested there.

“I want it.” Azzi breathed against her mouth, her tongue dragging against the pink of her bottom lip whilst her hands started at the zipper of the black jumpsuit she wore. “Can I have it baby?” Azzi pulled at the zipper to show the black beater she wore underneath the jacket that looked freshly crisped, her hands going to push the jacket off her completely, squeezing at her biceps as it dropped to the floor. Paige nodded her head, dazed with the beauty that was leaning to her knees to pull at the sweats she wore, the girl was wasting no time to get Paige undressed completely and she let her strip her of everything she wore.

“You look so good.” Paige couldn’t help the words as they fell, her being able to see Azzi up close like this was taking her there. Azzi nipples were hard against her shirt, a pretty smile on her lips at the sound of the compliment. “You look better.” Azzi was inching off the bed so her knees could go to the floor, two pointer fingers to pull the sweats down her legs and making her step out of them. The boxers had went next—slowly though, a single finger catching onto the front just to pull them down and the clear strap springing out was a good 8inches with a curve forming at the tip.

“This lets you feel it too?” Paige was licking over her lips, her head slowly nodding. Azzi’s tongue came out firstly, lining from the base all the way to the tip just for her mouth to open wider for it and pushing it past her lips. Paige picked this one specifically with the dual harness making the small bullet insert inside of her, as soon as she felt the pressure from Azzi’s throat, her breath caught in a soft moan. Azzi eyes flicked upwards, pulling her head back to stick out her tongue, slapping the silicone against her pink tongue just to thrust her head forward again and take it into her mouth.

The repeating stimulation of it making Paige shudder, a weakness forming in her legs because of Azzi unstopping, she was pressing back against that pressure as the tip repeatedly found her throat. “Oh fuckk—Azzi, shitt” Paige hips rutting against the pressure as well, her legs leaning her forward making both hands reach the bed and Azzi head going back to rest against the edge of it to let Paige hips move accordingly. The spit cornering at her lips, leaving a mess on her face. “Show me baby show me how nasty you can get” The words was making Azzi moan against it, she could feel her clit pulsing between her legs from the anticipation as they were both braces wide from the position.

She wanted it so bad. Paige could cum easy just off the look in her eyes as her brown hues found her blue ones but Paige was pulling back now, a long breath falling from Azzi’s lips but Paige was leaning down to kiss her spit slicked mouth. Azzi had spit dripping from her chin to her chest, making a mess of the once cleaned tee she wore but Azzi couldn’t complain. Paige was pulling her up by her arms just to find her mouth again, her mouth sucking her bottom lip in easy making Azzi moan against her lips.

Paige tongue came out as their lips broke, the string of spit connecting briefly before it broke, they both were heaving face to face before Paige spun her and gave her a push making her fall forward towards the bed. Azzi knees stood straight beneath her, her arms going forward as her back arched deep like she knew Paige wanted just enough for her stomach to kiss her grey sheets. Paige hands came up gracefully, gripping the meat of her ass just to lean down a press a soft kiss to her back. “Good girl.” Azzi looked like sin, her shirt bunched at her waist now while Paige used her fingers to pull her panties down her legs. Paige tugged at the flimsy fabric, coming down to a single knee, a singular hand spreading her ass open as she let the spit fall from her tongue to gaze her pussy.

Azzi bringing both her arms underneath her to lay on them now, her lips parting with a shaky breath. “Paige, pleasee. I waited for you baby.” Instead of taking her tongue, it was her ring and middle finger that found her entrance with ease making her slip inside to about half her finger before she pulled it back out, slowly spreading those two fingers in a trance with the way her pussy left them. “I know, such a good girl for waiting on me.” Paige spoke gently, her fingers going in again making Azzi moan loudly from the stretch, Azzi stretching her own fingers to touch her lips in hopes to contain her loud noises.

Paige moaned at her pussy taking both fingers fully, her bottom lip going between her teeth as she thrusted them in and out of her system. It was a repeating motion that had Azzi moaning each time her fingers breached deeper, her hips rocking back against the pressure Paige was building. Azzi felt like she could come exactly off those small thrust, the girls fingers thrusting slowly but rammed inside of her with a different type of pressure, her hips rocking was making them hit deeper. The hand that held her open, now being the one to slap her ass making Azzi freeze as her fingers picked up. “Stop moving.” Paige reminded her, that hand coming to her hip to keep her locked in place before pulling her fingers back.

“Paige—,” Azzi protested faded soon as her legs started to cower and lean forward at Paige feasting on her pussy. Her mouth found her clit, holding it there whilst her tongue moved back and forth against it. Her tongue being a constant massage to her core that grew wetter every time her mouth moved against it, she hummed at the sweet taste Azzi was leaving on her tongue.

Paige could feel the wetter she continued to get with dragging her tongue flat against the mess she was making, licking upwards to plunge her tongue deep inside of her, holding it straight so she felt it. A thumb coming underneath her to rub messy circles against her clit—Azzi was losing it, her strength slipping through her fingers as her eyes pushed towards the back of her head. “Shitttttt” She cried, Paige wouldn’t move her mouth for a second, it was all consuming with the way she ate her out. Her entire top half falling to rest against her bedding with her hips down still propped up, Paige’s mouth finding her pearl again to suck on it.

Azzi gasped into the sheets, she couldn’t hold it if she tried. “I’m cumming—fuuck I’m—,” She whispered but she knew she heard her from the way Paige’s mouth moved against her clit again, humming into it with another slap to her ass. It made the string snap, her first one tonight that she felt reach her toes as her body burned with pleasure. It made her skin heat, her heart pound as she came down, a soft yelp from Paige standing to her feet now and pulling her back up accordingly.

Paige tongue came out to slowly drag against her bottom lip, her feet planted into the floor as she used the tip to play with her clit. “You’ll gimmie another?” The insertion that was inside of her was a slippery mess between her legs but she had yet to cum, the pressure was making her dizzy with it though making a single knee came to the bed with her hand lining her up. “Mmhmm” Azzi breathed making Paige eyes flick up this time as she eased inside of her, her hands gripping the sheets now as her toes curled.

“Yes yes, yes baby” Azzi chanted with her hands underneath her again with being able to hold herself up now but Paige had a tight grip on her waist; watching her take every last inch she gave her, the thrust extra sharp every time she slammed into her. “Baby—baby slow down” Azzi breathed as she leaned up with a single hand holding herself steady, her other hand going back to Paige’s wrist to hold her there. Paige looked up at her blissed out face, watching her tongue go over her lips and doey eyes watching her thrust return to a slower place, dragging the length achingly slow.

“Like this?” Paige asked her, just to watch her eyes closed and body drop against the bed again. The girth of it pushing inside of her each time was making her feel each movement she made but Azzi gasped sharply at Paige pulling her hair back into a ponytail that fit in her hand making her head lift up from her bed, holding it tight in her grip as her strokes start to speed up again making her body push forward with each thrust. “Don’t stop looking at me.” Paige watched her face pout in pleasure again, her eyes fluttering now but lowed in lust as she fought to keep them open.

“Baby—babyy I’m a cum like that” Paige whispered out, she couldn’t hold it back anymore if she wanted to, that part in her stomach becoming more hallowed from the slow movements explaining her speed. Azzi eyes opened, her pussy squelching at the sound of her voice in her head, her hand easing up her wrist to grip her forearm. “Cum with me then daddy—please baby, you can do it inside of me” Paige exhaled at her words, she was snapping her hips into her now with the sound forming between the two as Paige fucked her in a position she couldn’t do nothing in but take it.

“Yeah? You gone have my babies?” Azzi head went up and down immediately being unable to form any words at her plowing inside of her, finally letting the feeling wash over her now as she felt that snap again in her abdomen. Paige rhythm was becoming messy letting Azzi knew she came as well, her stroke pattern slowing eventually and giving her one last long stroke that filled her to the hilt before she pulled out. Paige was turning her body though so that she could lay back beside her—as soon as she laid down, she was grabbing Azzi’s strengthless body to make her move on top of her.

Azzi moaned at the strap gliding across her clit as she settled down onto her lap, her pussy pressing against the length whilst her mouth opened for Paige’s lips as she kissed her. The kiss itself slow this time before it built to something messier, in a way making Azzi core throb again with need, giving her that certain stamina through the kiss that she needed. Azzi was ready again, her head tilting left to follow the correct pace that Paige was setting now with Paige’s hands easing up her sides to bunch the tee up completely. “Put it in baby please” Paige spoke against her lips as Azzi continued to lazily kiss into her open mouth, her hand coming down in between them as her hips lifted.

Their kiss had to break completely as she settled upwards; Paige pushing her tee up high enough for her chest to spring out, as soon as her tongue ran flat against her nipple, the feeling made her freeze and with shaking legs as she started to pull at it with her teeth just to soothe it with her tongue again. Azzi head tilted down to watch her as her tongue glided from one nipple towards the other, leaving a trail behind her movements, sucking the opposite one into her mouth with no hands. “Oh my God” Azzi head tilted back her hand gripping the length just as her entrance caught onto it, her hair frizzed from the heat and flowing against her shoulders as she eased down upon it.

Azzi had flinched forward this time at Paige hand slapping her ass again. “All of it baby, I don’t even wanna see it—let it go inside of you, just like that” Paige coached, her back flat against the bed as both hands went to her waist this time whilst Azzi had both her knees planted into the bed with her hips dipping low just to bring them back up with a slow drag. “S’big, so big daddy” Azzi exhaled, a single knee coming up so her foot was planted on the bed so she could bounce at a steady pace, being sure to dig her hips down deep enough so Paige could feel her own thrust.

Paige head went back in the bedding, jaw dropped as her eyes fluttered before eventually closing at her movements. Paige wasn’t even moving her, it was all Azzi with all her strength. She lived to see Paige break like this, the soft moans that turned into whines everytime she came down and meet her hips with the sticky mess already on her legs. “You could get me pregnant like this baby” Azzi spoke to her in her familiar hushed voice, she moaned at the feeling of Paige’s nails digging into her hips, she knew if she kept talking she would have her cumming on the spot. “You like that? You wanna make me a mommy?” Azzi was leaning down so that her front was pressing up against her, watching Paige’s face up close as a breathy moan came from her pink lips from the feeling between her legs.

The sounds Azzi’s pussy was making was a loud noise that bounced off the walls with their moans mixing in harmony—Paige groaning at Azzi stopping her bouncing all together to dig her hips against the blonde. Azzi eyes rolled again, her head lifting up at the feeling nudging her Gspot just right, moving at a lazy rhythm that still worked for them both whilst Paige turned her head to a angle that could leave soft kisses against her neck. “I’m s’close—you make me feel so good mommy” Paige was whispering to her, talking to her in a soft state before she stuck her tongue out to drag it against the skin of her neck, all the way up to reach her jaw, a panting mess against her ear.

Azzi head fell forward in exhaust, her forehead finding her shoulder but her bottom half was working for it as she resumed back to bouncing again at the sound of her girl in her ear. “Holy shit—holy shit, I’m,” Paige words bundled together, her nails going from holding to scratching into her skin as she came so hard, it was leaving her legs a weak trembling mess. Azzi felt her stutter beneath her—her legs burning until Paige started to squeeze her hips again, pulling her downwards to meet her thrust, she couldn’t even last another two before she came with a harsh gasps falling from her lips, her vision blinking white as she came to.

The girl had too. She fell against Paige’s chest as soon as the feeling ran through her, her body becoming more than limp as she blinked to gather herself. “Oh my God, my fucking legs.” Azzi groaned making a soft laugh come from Paige as she eventually was able to roll herself over making Azzi fall to her back, she was lifting her hips up to pull off the harness and let it fall to the floor.

“You’ll wait like that for me every night?” Paige was grabbing the throw blanket that Azzi slept with every night, fixing it to fall over them both as Azzi wrapped her entire body around the blondes. The girl even had her legs wrapped around her body securely, she wanted to be in her skin so bad whilst her head fell to her chest and Paige had her in a tight embrace in her arms. “Only if you’re good.” Azzi said, replicating her words from earlier.

Paige smiled, her lips puckering to kiss her forehead making Azzi’s eyes briefly close as she did so. “Whatever you want.”

[az-bueckers535]

teach me

pairing: paige bueckers x azzi fudd

synopsis: paige gives azzi sex lessons + experienced!p x inexperienced! a if you wanna say that. paige also gives azzi a kissing lesson too.

warnings: language and sexual content (like so much..)

wc: 12.5k

notes: hi!! I’m so sorry I didn’t edit this but I hope you guys enjoy!! Feel free to give me feedback it helps me a lot! love you guys and I hope y’all enjoy <3 also the beginning does start out a little sad but I promise it gets better. Also not proofread!

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Today was not a good day for Azzi. Maybe it was because it was Monday the worst day of the week or maybe it was the fact that Azzi was late to one of her lectures which put her in a bad mood because she hates being late to class. But the main reason why Azzi was having a horrible day was an ongoing thought that was in the back of her head that kept distracting her. The thought made her brain foggy to the point where she couldn’t even comprehend what was happening around her. Everything felt like a blur almost.

From the age of eighteen Azzi has always known that she was gay. She just never told anyone. Not even her best friend. It wasn’t out of shame or anything it was because she’s never actually been with a girl before. She’s never dated, kissed, or even had sex with a girl. So, she simply didn’t want to give people false information if she was just mistaken or confused.

But now Azzi is twenty one. And she still sadly hasn’t been with a girl. It wasn’t because she didn’t attract anyone she actually rejected tons of girls that had asked her out because they weren’t the person who she was fond of was her best friend—Paige. No matter how hard she tried to get over her little crush that wasn’t actually little nothing worked. She’s tired distancing herself which was horrible. She remembers it being the worst day of her life. Not being around Paige for twenty four hours almost made her depressed in a way. It was like a piece of her was missing.

At one point in time she tried confessing her feelings to the blonde which didn’t go well because Paige is bad at getting the hint and reading the room. After that day, she took it as a sign to just not say anything and keep her feelings to herself. But Azzi was so tired of doing that. She yearned to have a healthy relationship with someone she truly loves. Sometimes she lays awake at night praying and hoping that Paige would finally grow some balls and get her shit together. She craved the girl. Needed her in almost every shape and form.

Azzi was interrupted by the sound of her teacher dismissing the class. She blinked slowly, still trying to come back to consciousness of the world around her. When she left the room the first thing she did was head to Paige’s dorm. It was almost like a daily thing that the girls do. They meet up in Paige’s room discussing their day, maybe watch a movie and eat a shit ton of snacks then go to bed. Azzi would be lying if she said that wasn’t the highlight of her day.

When she finally made it to Paige’s room she opened the door and threw her backpack on the floor. The brunette let out a sign in relief her shoulders were sore from the weight of her backpack that she had been carrying all day. She let out a dramatic groan as her face planted onto Paige’s bed which caused the blonde to laugh, “well hello to you to Az” Paige teased with a big grin on her face.

“Today was horrible” Azzi mumbled out into Paige’s light grey sheets. The brunette scooted her body so that she could lay her head into Paige’s lap. She let out a sign in relation when Paige tangled her fingers into Azzi’s curls stretching and massaging at the girl's scalp while she scrolled on her phone with her other hand.

“Wanna talk about it?” The blonde asked, before she turned off her phone to give Azzi her full attention. She smiled dumblessly at the curly head girl. That smile alone caused Azzi’s heart to pound rapidly in her chest as the tip of her ears turned a faint red color. Azzi moved her hand to draw little figures on Paige’s bare thigh with the tip of her fingernails.

A small pout formed on Azzi’s face, “a lot has been on my mind that’s all. You won’t judge me right?” She asked, looking up at Paige in question which earned her another big smile. “Depends on what it is ma” god that fucking nickname alone made Azzi want to kiss her dumblessly until there lips fell off.

Azzi sat up completely causing Paige’s hand to leave azzi hair which honestly made her sad from the loss of contact. She was never one big on touching people but when it came from Paige it was different. It was also another thing that she craved. It was almost like one small jester wasn’t enough anymore at this point she just wanted to live inside Paige’s skin. Which honestly she would be down for.

The brunette sat with her knees tucked under her. Her hands clamped together in a ball as she looked at Paige with the most beautiful doe eyes ever. “Um, I think I’m gay” Azzi whispered so lightly that Paige could barely hear her words. Her heart fell to her stomach as she searched Paige’s face for some type of reaction to her words.

Paige was honestly caught off guard a little bit by the brunette's words. “You think?” She questioned, tilting her head to the side as she looked at Azzi with a questionable expression. Please please please be gay Paige prayed silently. All those nights of her staying up staring at a wall about how she’s in love with her best friend who doesn’t even like girls vanished. At least now she has somewhat of a chance of Azzi liking her.

Paige’s eyes tracked the way Azzi took a big swallow before she spoke. “It’s just I’ve never been with a girl before, not even a relationship that’s why I said ‘I think’ “ Azzi explained which caused Paige to let out a small “ohh” sound in understanding.

“Are you wanting to experience being with a girl? Like being intimate? Or a relationship kinda thing.”

“Both honestly,” Azzi replied without even second guessing herself. “Well, I also want to see how it feels being with a woman.” Azzi added with a slight nod. Talking about it relieved some of the tension off her shoulders. She felt heard talking to Paige about her feelings which is one reason why she was so in love with the girl.

All of the playfulness that Paige was showing a few minutes ago went away now she was calm and actively listening to the brunette talk about her feelings. “Would you like to experience it with me?” Paige asked, trying to be as nonchalant as possible even though she felt like she was going to explode inside.

A soft smile stretched across Paige’s face when she could see Azzi’s eyes sparkle at the thought. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know about being with a girl and how it feels. I’ll even give you lesions” Paige said playfully wiggling her eyebrows at Azzi which earned a small smack on her arm.

The brunette moved even closer to Paige’s body that was resting against the headboard as her legs were stretched out in front of her. Azzi’s hand made its way back to Paige’s thigh, rubbing the skin in an up and down motion as she looked up at Paige with pure joy. “But I don’t want this to just be for fun. I want this to be serious. I want us to be serious and not friends with benefits kinda thing” Azzi confessed, biting the inside of her cheek hard.

Azzi’s face scrunched up a little bit as she expected Paige to yell at her and tell her to get out but it didn’t happen. “Damn and I thought I would make the first move eventually” Paige laughed, trying to hide how Azzi’s confidence flustered her.

The brunette shook her head, “I’m tired of pretending that I don’t like you. I want you Paige. So badly that it almost hurts.” She explained looking deep into Paige’s eyes with honesty.

Paige had to pinch her arm with her fingers to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. Is this real? Paige questioned in her head still not being able to comprehend that this is actually happening. She’s waited years for this moment. All of the playful teasing, lingering touches and unspoken feelings. Years of unsaid words that would now come to light with the new chapter that is about to start for them.

Before Paige could even think twice she leaned in, her hand went up to Azzi's chin tilting it up before she clashed their lips together. The kiss was passionate, hungry even. Paige felt herself become lost with the feeling of Azzi’s smooth lips on hers that were a little chapped. The brunette let out a small moan against Paige's lips before she sat up on her numb legs moving to where she was straddling Paige’s hips planting herself in Paige’s lap that was now her new favorite seat.

Azzi ran her fingers through Paige’s soft blonde silky hair. She sat up straighter on Paige’s lap when she felt Paige run her tongue across her bottom lip. The brunette froze before she pulled back and laughed when she watched Paige try to chase her lips, not pleased that they had stopped. “What happened? Did I do something wrong?” Paige asked, her eyes looking deep into Azzi’s trying to see if she could find any ounce of Azzi looking uncomfortable or unsure which she didn't.

“I don’t know how to use my tongue. I’ve never made out with someone before or kissed anyone.” Azzi said softly reminding Paige or her experience that she didn’t have. Her cheeks flushed with slight embarrassment when the words left her mouth. A small wave of excitement hit Paige’s body from knowing that she is Azzi’s first kiss and about to be the girl’s first makeout session.

A small smirk appeared on Paige’s face, “You ready for your first lesson?" She asked with both her eyebrows raised as she looked at the curly headed girl which Azzi nodded her head fast out of excitement.

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| how to use tongue ( first lesson)

“Now we will start off slow with just small kisses and then we will work our way up okay?” Paige told her, rubbing her hands up and down the Azzi’s sides. Her hands made their way under Azzi’s skin tight tank top running her nails up and down Azzi’s sides causing the brunette to shiver. Azzi wrapped her arms around Paige’s neck while she nodded her head biting down on her lip hard.

The brunette inched her lips closer to Paige’s. She didn’t really think before she kissed Paige’s lips. When she heard Paige groan against her lips the taking it slow part went out the window. Out of desperation, Azzi pressed her chest against Paige’s, her up to mess with the blonde's ears down to her sharp jawline that made Azzi weak.

One of Paige’s hands wandered down to Azzi’s loose gray sweat pants that hung low on her hips. The blonde's big hand gripped the fat of Azzi’s ass causing Azzi to whimper against Paige’s lips. “You don’t wanna take it slow?” Paige asked, her lips touched Azzi’s as she spoke lightly. Her voice was a little uneven from their kiss.

“I can’t take things slow when your touch me like this” Azzi admitted, her underwear she was wearing was soaked to the point that they were ruined and drenched. The brunette was fighting back the urge to not grind against Paige’s tempting lap. She’s never felt like this before. Just when she was about to grind her hips down when she realized she couldn’t handle not feeling some type of pressure. A hand stopped her.

A small pout formed on Azzi’s bottom lip as she looked up at Paige with a sad expression. “Ma, we said we were gonna take it slow. Don’t feel like you need to rush” Paige rasped out, gripping Azzi’s ass tighter as she tried to make a point.

Azzi just grumbled under her breath as she shot Paige a look. “Sorry I kinda got lost for a second” she explained but before she could lean in to kiss Paige again the air was knocked out of her. Azzi’s back hit the bed as Paige flipped them over. The brunette's head rested on a pillow as Paige hovered over her with her arms beside Azzi’s head and her chains dangling down in front of Azzi’s face. The sight alone made Azzi even more horny if she was being honest.

The brunette moved her fingers up to play with Paige’s diamond chain but she was careful not wanting to damage or break it because she would not forgive herself if that happened. Breaking something that made Paige edible was not a good idea. Azzi stared up at Paige through her lashes, “though you were gonna teach me how to use my tongue?” She teased with a grin on her face but it was soon wiped off by the other girl.

Paige held the side of Azzi’s face with one hand, bringing the girl to an even deeper kiss than the previous ones they had before. The brunette let out a small groan out of happiness, her fingers played with the silver chain as Paige’s tongue ran over the bottom of Azzi’s lip. The brunette eagerly opened her mouth allowing Paige to map out every inch of her mouth.

Paige was gasping for air when she pulled away. The blonde's face was flushed with a light pink color on her cheeks. She bit her bottom lip as she looked at Azzi with hooded eyes. “Follow my lead okay?” She said breathlessly, which Azzi nodded, not being able to find her voice at the moment.

Paige moved her head into Azzi’s personal space, connecting their lips together letting out a loud groan that Azzi swallowed when Paige felt Azzi opening her mouth silently begging Paige to use her tongue. The whole thought alone made Paige’s head spin. The blonde shoved her tongue into Azzi’s mouth, tangling it with Azzi’s which the brunette girl just followed what Paige was doing.

The blonde moved one of her hands down to grope at one of Azzi’s breasts through her tank top. The brunette pulled away from Paige’s hungry lips with a gasp when Paige was somehow able to play with her nipple outside of her bra. “Fuck—that feels good” Azzi said through her teeth. The pinch sent shivers down her spine from how sensitive her nub was but it was like a good kinda pain feeling.

Paige smirked down at Azzi, “you did good for your first lesson" she praised which caused Azzi’s to almost melt under her and into the bed.

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The sounds of birds chirping echoed through the wind of the open park. Azzi and Paige were sitting on a purple sheet that was laid out on top of the green grass. The hot beaming sun shot down on them as Azzi sat in Paige’s lap with one of her arms wrapped around the blonde's neck holding onto her for support.

“Open f’me” Paige said, while she held a chocolate covered strawberry in her hand holding it up to Azzi’s mouth signaling the girl to eat it.

The brunette held eye contact with Paige as she wrapped her lips around the strawberry biting into it before she left out a moan from how good the chocolate strawberry tasted on her tongue. Paige’s eyes dilated from the sight as she watched Azzi’s jaw move as the other girl chewed on it before she swallowed.

“You like it?” The blonde asked with a satisfied smile on her face. She reached over to the plastic container that held the rest of the strawberries, picking another one up in her hand before she fed it to Azzi again.

Azzi hummed in agreement as she finished eating the strawberry. Her brow cocked a little when she saw a smug look on Paige’s face as the girl just stared at her lips. “What is it? Do I have something on my face?” She asked but before she could bring her hand up to wipe around her mouth Paige stopped her.

The blonde moved her thumb to the crease of Azzi’s mouth to wipe up the melted chocolate that was collected there. Paige held eye contact with Azzi while she shoved her thumb in her mouth, licking up the chocolate from her finger. Azzi’s breath stuttered from the look Paige was giving her. The low seductive blue eyes really did something to Azzi.

Azzi bit the inside of her cheek before she grabbed Paige's face to connect their lips together into a heated and passionate kiss. The blonde gripped Azzi’s hips through Azzi’s short shorts. One of her hands moved south to Azzi’s ass giving it a good squeeze which caused Azzi to gasp against Paige’s lips. The blonde didn’t hesitate to shove her tongue into Azzi’s mouth.

Paige’s hand on the brunette ass pulled the girl more forward leaving no room in between the two girls. Azzi whimpered into Paige’s mouth as she then wrapped her other hand around Paige’s neck before she grinded her hips down onto the muscle of Paige’s thigh that was on display from her black Nike boy shorts.

“Oh fuck—“ Azzi moaned at the feeling her pussy grinding up against Paige’s thigh. Her head felt a little dizzy from the way her hips were moving as well as the way Paige was trying to tug her body down closer to her thigh.

“You like that ma?”paige rasped into Azzi’s ear which caused the other girl to let out another shaky moan. Azzi nodded her head as her face tightened up a little. Her hips jerked onto Paige's thigh when she felt Paige pressing her thigh up to dig into her heat more. The shorts Paige had on started to ride up as slick covered her bare skin that came from Azzi’s underwear.

Paige’s eyes scanned the grassy area around them that was covered by big trees and all types of flowers you could think of. The area was quiet and there was no else there but them so whenever she finally felt like she didn’t have to be on guard she dug her head into Azzi’s neck leaving purple marks all over the brunette’s skin. “So wet f’me” Paige whispered, she could basically feel the way Azzi’s underwear had become more soaked by the second.

“Mommy—I feel weird” Azzi whined when she felt her stomach tighten and her hips started to jerk, quivering on Paige’s thigh. The twisting sensation that was in her stomach was new, different even and a kind of sensation that she wasn’t used to feeling.

A huge grin formed on Paige’s face from the nickname, “keep going mama, don’t stop” Paige said, encouraging Azzi to keep grinding on her thigh that was completely soaked from Azzi’s slick.

Who knew Azzi Fudd had a mommy kink, I’m definitely taking that as an advantage Paige thinks silently. “You finna cum for mommy huh?” She teased the hand that was on Azzi’s hip and helped keep moving the other girl when she tried moving away from the sensation from sensitivity.

A few tears formed in Azzi's brown eyes that were hooded. After one more deep grind on Paige’s flexed thigh the band in her stomach released causing her vision to black out for a second. Azzi dropped tiredly into Paige’s arms as she caught her break.

Her face was pink and her body was broken out in a sweat. She felt like she had just run a mile marathon.

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| how to eat coochie 101 (Lesson two)

The chilling gust of air coming from the vent from above her bed caused goosebumps to appear on Azzi’s bare naked body. A spark of shivers ran down Azzi’s spine when Paige bit at her sweet spot that was behind her ear with her teeth. The brunette could feel a trail of her slick drip down from her entrance onto her inner thigh causing her to clench around nothing as she tilted her head to the side encouraging Paige to keep leaving marks that are going to be a bitch to cover up tomorrow. But that was a problem for tomorrow and not right now.

Azzi rolled her bottom lips in between her teeth as she held in her moan that was fighting to escape her mouth when Paige bit on her skin extra hard. Out of impatientness, Azzi rolled her hips up and onto Paige’s stomach that drove her crazy. She wanted to leave several marks on her girlfriend's stomach, chest, and even her inner thighs. The brunette’s mouth watered a bit when she imagined the fucked out look Paige would be looking at her with if she did get the chance to do it.

The nasty breathless words that came out of Paige's mouth brought her back to earth, “so impatient mama” she teased before she nipped at Azzi's ear. Suddenly, Azzi thanked God for the room being half dark because if Paige saw how red and flustered she was at the moment just from her words she would not be able to live it down. This time the brunette didn’t hold back from letting out a noise.

“You're taking forever” Azzi groaned as she shoved Paige's face closer into her neck that was beautifully painted with purple and reddish marks from all the way up to the base of her neck to her jawline. The brunette's response caused Paige to let out a surprising laugh, “you like it. Stop playin” she responded, referring to the dripping mess that was being formed in between Azzi’s legs. The blonde bit her lip as she took in the full sight of Azzi’s pussy with no shame.

“Prestiest pussy ive ever seen swear” Paige grumbled out which caused Azzi’s stomach to tighten from how deep Paige's voice was. The brunette felt like prey under Paige's eyes. The dark blue eyes admired the small patch of hair that was neatly trimmed above Azzi’s clit. Her throat clenched from wanting to taste the brunette on her tongue.

She needed to badly, she might die if she didn’t get a taste. Azzi shivered a little from being so exposed to Paige. Everything was still so new to her but honestly she liked how she could feel Paige's heated gaze on her body. It made her more confident even.

Despite the fact that Azzi was still new to this kinda thing a small confidence boost washed over her which caused her to move her fingers down to spread open her folds allowing her slick to come to the light, allowing it to be on full display for Paige. The small yellow light that came from Paige’s lamp that was turned on by her desk caused a shadow on Paige’s face allowing some of it to be seen. The light also made Azzi’s slick glisten causing Paige’s eyes to widen a little from Azzi’s confidence.

Paige wet her bottom lip with her tongue as she didn’t take her eyes off of Azzi’s pussy. She couldn’t, not when it looked so edible like that. “You ready for your next lesson?” Paige asked before she finally looked up at Azzi’s hungry hooded eyes that were watching her reaction and also admiring Paige’s nipples that were hard from how freezing her room was.

Azzi looked at Paige with pure lust in her eyes, “mhm what were you thinking about teaching me?” She asked, tilting her head to the side before she spread her legs out more to give Paige an even better view. Azzi’s plumped lip was still in between her teeth as she looked up at Paige with a fake innocent look that made Paige want to kiss the ground she walked on.

A huge smirk formed on Paige’s face, “I’m gonna teach you how to eat pussy” She said looking dead into Azzi’s eyes that looked like they were going to pop out of her head. The blonde moved her head closer to Azzi’s face, her lips brushed up against Azzi’s while she spoke. “Can I eat you out while I give you the lesson?”

Well, Azzi thought she couldn't become even more soaked than she already was but the blonde’s words that were coming out of her mouth proved her wrong. “Please mommy” Azzi begged while she dragged out her words as if she was trying to get her point across. It took everything in her to not clamp her legs shut trying to relieve some of the throbbing pain that was coming from her neglected clit. That damn name is gonna be the dead of me, Paige cursed to herself when she felt her own slick drip from her folds onto her legs.

Paige laid on her stomach with her hands gripping the outsides of Azzi’s thighs to keep them spread open. Her head was hovering over Azzi’s pussy as her jaw tightened trying to hold herself back from devouring the girl above her. The brunette ran her fingers through Paige’s blonde hair before she made a ponytail with her fist allowing Paige not having her hair get in the way of her lesson. A small grin stretched on Paige’s face from the jester, “you been watching lesbian porn or what?” She asked, referring to the way Azzi had gathered up all of her hair and fisted it.

A small shock expression hit Azzi’s face at Paige’s words before it settled to a match look that Paige had on hers. “Actually reading it but go on” her response causing Paige to laugh as her nose scrunched a little. “So wild mama”

“I could show you a thing or two I've learned. The books are very..educational if you wanna call it that.”

Paige tilted her head to the side as she gave Azzi a ‘should I be worried look’, “But it's not better than me right” She argued, before she took a deep breath in. The clean but musky smell filled Paige's nose causing it to spin a little bit.

Azzi raised an eyebrow, “I don’t know about that..You might have to prove that you are better than the books and toys” She responded whispering that last part out before she looked away from a second at the wall. Whenever she did find the courage to look back down at Paige she saw the way Paige’s mouth dropped a little from shock as she just stared blackly at Azzi.

“That's crazy after this you can throw away those toys, you got me now” Paige said before she finally brought her attention back down to Azzi’s heat. “Now let's get started shall we?” She added, smirking up at Azzi as she moved one of her hands to spread the brunette’s wet folds apart causing a string of slick to form that stretched out as Paige moved them but broke soon after.

“So. This right here is the clitoris or clit if you wanna call it that. This is where all the pressure comes from which I'm pretty sure you already know since you mentioned that you have toys.” Paige reasoned as she spoke. The tip of her thumb touched lightly at Azzi’s clit. A small satisfied smirk formed on her face when she watched the brunette let out a high moan as she tilted her head to rest more on the pillow below her.

Paige then moved her hand off the fat of Azzi’s clit, “nope–you gotta watch me. How are you supposed to learn if you're not lookin at me?” The brunette let out a small groan before she moved her head off the pillow so she could watch Paige that was in between her legs that were starting to hurt from being stilled in the bent position for too long.

The blonde moved two of her fingers to lift up the clitoral hood allowing more of the brunette clit to be on display. “Well start out with something simple and you're going to prove that you listened to me by doing what I teach you to me. Are we clear?” Azzi’s entrance clenched around nothing as more trails of slick poured out of her entrance. She couldn’t wait to finally get a taste of Paige on her taste buds.

Azzi nodded her head in agreement as she let out a small “mhm”. The feeling of her girlfriend's hot slippery tongue sent silvers down her spine as her jaw dropped in shock. This is definitely better than her toys. “Ohh–shit” azzi moaned when Paige flattened her tongue running over her clit again before she left a slobbery open mouth kiss on the bundle of nerves then pulled away with a satisfied grin. “Does it feel good?” Paige asked with a smug look.

The brunette narrowed her eyes at Paige, "you know it feels good stop asking dumb questions and get back to..you know” Azzi said while looking back down at her needy clit that was begging for more. She needed so much more.

Paige arched her brow looking up at Azzi with a questionable look, “no I don’t know can you please inform me?”

Oh, I’m going to strangle her, Azzi thought silently. “Paige. If you don't just eat me out and teach me how to eat pussy right so I can make you feel good after this you're sleeping on the couch” she threatened that had no actual bite to it. Paige laughed as she shook her head before she brought her lips back to Azzi’s clit wrapping her lips around the nub before she tugged on it lightly which caused Azzi to fist her hands into Paige's sheets.

Paige’s eyes were locked on Azzi’s face, watching the girl fight demons on trying not to close her eyes and get lost into the new overpowering sensation that was beginning to love. “Do that again, mommy please” the brunette whined softly when the blonde blew on her clit with hot air that caused her entrances to flutter open a little as if it was inviting Paige in. Silently, Paige obeyed and her eyes were locked on the way Azzi kept quivering around nothing.

Finally, Paige couldn’t take it anymore. She moved her lips over the brunette bundle of nerves. Her mouth worked as she collected a glob of spit in her mouth before she dripped it onto Azzi’s heat. Her eyes sparkled as she watched Azzi’s pussy become decorated in her spit that mixed with the brunette's arousal. The sight alone made Paige buck her bare hips into her sheets trying to find some friction to relieve her pulsing clit.

Paige licked up the trail of spit and slick that was dripping down one of Azzi’s bare folds. She gathered up the mixture with her tongue, forming the muscle into a bowl-like shape as she collected the juice before she swallowed it greedily. “Damn you taste so good ma” Paige groaned, using her other hand that was still on Azzi’s thigh to scoot the brunette closer to her face.

Butterflies formed in Azzi’s stomach as her hooded eyes watched the blonde drink her slick like it was the last thing she was going to drink on earth. “Now, you're going to use your tongue to flick and play with the clit to stimulate it” Paige said before she ran over her bottom lip cleaning up the access juice.

“Here let me show you” she added before she slowly flicked her tongue over Azzi’s nub before she rolled the bundle of nerves with the tip of her tongue in tight motions. She could feel Azzi’s thighs start to shake with the way Paige was playing with her clit which caused the blonde to moan into her pussy as she closed her eyes.

The brunette bucked her hips closer to Paige’s tongue out of greed and needing to feel more. “Mommy–oh shit–” the brunette cried but then cut herself off at the end when she felt Paige wrap her lips around her nerves and then sucked so hard that she had to sit up a little on her elbows. She watched her stomach stutter when she tried catching her breath before she let out a surprised gasp when Paige suddenly stopped.

“What? No—why did you stop?” Azzi asked, her brows were scrunched in confusion as she felt the pressure of her release in her lower stomach dissolve. Without thinking, Azzi tried moving her pussy back to Paige lips which didn’t work. Instead it earned her a slight slap on her heat which caused her to moan.

Paige’s eyebrows raised in shock from the wet sound that came from her fingers when she slapped Azzi’s pussy. “Damn so wet f’me mama.” She rasped out with a satisfied smirk on her face. “This pussy is mine huh?” She asked before she ran her hand down the brunettes dripping folds and bad up to her clit smearing the juices onto Azzi’s nub for her to lip up in a bit.

Azzi nodded her head as she tried following the touch of Paige’s hand with her heat. She was desperate for any contact. “Oh no my love, use your words for mommy” this caused the brunette to whine from her girlfriends words. A few tears formed in her eyes from feeling like she was being edged.

“Fuck–its yours paige, swear” the brunette rasped out as she moved one of her hand to grip the pillow underneath her tight when she felt Paige devour her whole. She made sure to take notes on the way her girlfriend ate her so she could follow the same pattern for later. Even though It was going to be the first time ever eating pussy, she sure as hell was not going to be bad at it. She wanted to send Paige to space and back.

The image of Paige looking at Azzi when she was in between her legs ran through her mind. Azzi’s clit pulsed from the blonde's talented tongue and the filthy image that has been running through her mind all day. She craved to have her girlfriend's taste on her tongue. To have her crying under her. The tight sensation that was forming in her lower stomach interpreted her from being lost in her thoughts.

Paige’s eyes moved away from the fat of Azzi pussy, watching as the brunette’s hips ran after her mouth as her clit pulsed. A huge grin appeared on her face as she took a mental picture of the view in front of her. “You might wanna hold onto something” the blonde rasped out before she fixed her sweaty palm on the outside of Azzi’s tan thigh making sure that she was gripping it hard so it wouldn't slide out of her hand. Azzi obeyed and moved her hands to grip Paige’s bed sheets as she bit her lip watching as Paige shot her one last smile before she went back down on her.

“Just like that–” Azzi moaned when she felt Paige do little zigzags on her nub before she fully brought it back in between her lips to suck on it harshly. The blonde’s cheeks hollowed at how hard she was sucking. Her eyes were closed shut as she allowed herself to give in to fully satisfy Azzi.

The brunette let out a small gasp as her legs started to shake around the blonde’s head, “I’m gonna cum–fuckfuck” she whined and then let out another moan when Paige nodded her head against her clit agreeing with her words. Azzi’s eyebrows scrunched together as breathless whimpers fell out of her mouth. Her clit throbbed from overstimulation as sweat ran down her body. Azzi’s vision whitened a little when she finally allowed her release to snap causing her to let out another big gasp.

A tear ran down the brunette’s face as she tried to pull Paige away from her now over sensitive pussy. Paige let out a small laugh before she allowed herself to be pulled away, licking her lips as she did while she looked up at Azzi who was a messy and fuck out. “You taste really good” Paige teased and laughed when Azzi lazily slapped her shoulder. “How would you rate that 1-10?” Paige said with the biggest grin on her face.

Azzi rolled her eyes as she let out a small groan, “10” she answered simply before she instantly regretted her response when a smug look appeared on her girlfriends face. Paige wiggled her eyebrows at the brunette playfully as a big smile formed on her face. Just when Paige was about to open her mouth to respond Azzi caused her to shriek out of surprise when Azzi flipped them over.

Now Paige was the one laying on the bed with her head relaxed on the soft pillow that was under her. The brunette was in between Paige’s legs that were spread open from Azzi’s hands. All the cockiness that Paige had crumbled away when she watched as Azzi’s eyes admired her body like it was the most beautiful thing on earth.

“You're so beautiful my love” Azzi said as she moved her hands to run down Paige’s breast and to her stomach that tightened under the weight of Azzi’s hands. Paige shivered from the contact before she parted her legs out further out of hornyness. “So desperate for me” Azzi whispered before she leaned into Paige’s stomach to leave purple marks on the girl's abs.

The blonde’s breath hitched a little when she watched Azzi move further down leaving a mark just below her belly button and hip bone. “Now your just playin ma.” Paige groaned, her patience was thin. She felt like she might actually combust if Azzi doesn’t touch her where she wants her most.

Azzi laughed, “I just wanna mark you. Gotta make sure people know that you’re mine” she said with a big smile on her face as she leaned back to admire her work. Azzi bit her lip as an idea formed in her head causing her eyes to sparkle with mischief. “Can I take a picture of you on my phone? I swear it’s not gonna get posted anywhere, it's just gonna be for us. You just look so sexy right now. And I'm totally not going to use it to touch myself later or in the future..”

Paige laughed as she nodded her head, “but only if you let me take pictures of you later” she reasoned which azzi nodded eagerly while she leaned over Paige’s body to grab her phone that was laying on her nightstand. The brunette let out a sharp moan when she felt Paige pinch at her nipples that were in the girl's face causing her to shoot the other girl a look.

Azzi shook her head with a playful eye roll but she didn’t even bother to move Paige’s hands away. The brunette opened up her camera app taking a quick picture of Paige’s face that had a large grin on it as she squeezed Azzi’s tits again. “Literally such a child” Azzi whispered under breath which caused Paige to gasp.

“They were literally in my face. You know I can’t control myself” Paige argued with a small pout before she finally looked up at Azzi’s camera through her lashes which the brunette clicked on the silver circle instantly to take a picture. “Definitely gonna use that later..” Azzi mumbled under her breath which made Paige smirk.

“Make sure you record yourself playing with your pussy” the blonde stated, which caused Azzi’s face to burn in a dark red from her girlfriends words. Azzi moved back in between Paige’s legs with her legs under her. She took a quick photo of Paige’s toned stomach that was now covered in her bruise like marks. Azzi then lowered her phone down south looking up at Paige before she snapped the picture, “can I?”

Paige’s eyes widened a little bit as she bit the inside of her cheek. “Yeah” she rasped out, with a simple nod. Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched the brunette take a picture of her soaked cunt that was a bright pink. After Azzi made sure she took a good and clear photo she threw her phone off the bed too distracted to care where it landed on the floor.

Azzi’s eyes zeroed in at the sight of Paige’s cunt that was now in front of her as she scooted her body down the bed to lower her head in between the girl's thighs. Out of curiosity, she slowly licked a small circle tracing Paige’s clit. The blonde's mouth fell open as a small gasp left her lips. The brunette pulled back out of fear, “did I do something wrong?” She asked as she raised one eyebrow a bit.

Paige groaned from the loss of the sensation. One of her hands moved to the side of Azzi’s face as she tried to pull the brunette back in between her legs, closer to where she needed the girl most. “Az—no, you were doing so good babygirl. Keep going” she insisted which caused the brunette to get a little flustered from the new nickname.

The brunette nodded her head as she moved closer to Paige’s heat, sticking her tongue out to lick up one of Paige’s folds to clean up the messy arousal that was there. She made sure to drag out her motion just to make Paige even more man which worked out perfectly because Paige let out another groan from defeat.

The taste of Paige’s slick had a tangy taste to it that was addicting in a way. The taste alone made Azzi’s head spin as she felt herself get lost in the taste and smell of Paige’s aroma. Or in other words pussy drunk. Azzi moved her tongue up to flick Paige’s clit with the tip of her tongue. Without opening her eyes and looking up she reached for one of Paige’s hands that was resting by her side and held onto Paige’s hand with a strong grip.

Azzi moved her tongue side to side and even up and down. She copied almost everything that Paige taught her but also did things that she thought would feel good. The loud moans and praises that were leaving Paige’s mouth encouraged her to keep going. She tested out which movements got more of a response out of Paige. The brunette smirked against the hard nub that was in her mouth now before she let it go with a small pop.

The brunette squeezed Paige’s hand three times to get her attention which worked successfully when she saw Paige's low blue hooded eyes meet hers. Azzi held eye contact with Paige as she wrote : A-Z-Z-I with her tongue on the bundle of nerves that she could basically feel pulsing against her wet tongue. After three times the brunette had written her name back to back for Paige to catch on to what she was spelling out.

“Oh fuck–you sure you havent eaten pussy before?” Paige asked suddenly with her eyebrow raised as she looked down at Azzi with a questionable look. The blonde’s eyes rolled to the back of her head at the feeling of Azzi shaking her head against her nub which made her see stars. “Shit–you eat me so well babygirl” Paige groaned before she rested her head back onto the pillow as she spread her legs out even further.

Azzi hummed into Paige’s pussy at the praise. She clamped her legs together from under herself. She gripped Paige's hand harder as she continued on eating her girl out. “Holy fuck Az your so hot” Paige babbled as her back arched off the bed when the brunette didn’t let off her nub. Azzi’s other hand went to hold down Paige’s left thigh, making the girl stay in place as her legs shook under Azzi’s grip.

Paige’s stomach started to tighten as she felt herself get close to her climax. She squeezed the brunette’s hand twice signalling to her that she was on the verge of cumming. A long drawed out moan fell out of Paige’s mouth as Azzi consumed all of her climax she had to offer. When the brunette pulled back her lips were glistening with slick and also a little swollen, “rate that 1-10” she said simply before she moved up to hover over Paige’s lifeless body to leave messy kisses on her neck.

“10 out of 10. Damn I must be a really good teacher” Paige responded breathlessly which caused Azzi to groan into her neck.

–

| Rock Paper Scissors (lesson three)

Azzi sat at a single table in the corner of the library by a window that reflected sunlight onto her body. Her leg bounced up and down under the table as she typed her response on a discussion post for her accounting class. Her eyes were focused on her computer in front of her as she listened to one of Paige’s song recommendations that she had told her to listen to.

She hummed softly along to "passionfruit” by Drake as she moved over to write some notes in her notebook that was open beside her turned to a blank sheet of paper. A small buzz that interrupted her song caught her attention as she put her pen down on the table to pick up her phone.

A small smile formed on Azzi’s face when she saw that it was a text message from Paige. She swiped to unlock her phone and when she did her breath was caught in her throat as she read Paige’s text messages. She quickly looked around her before she turned the brightness of her phone down as she went to respond.

Paige: so..are we ✂️tonight??

Paige: you said we could if I passed my test and I did

Paige: my professor just posted my grade so👀

Azzi raised her eyebrow as she looked at Paige’s text with a questionable look. She looked around her surroundings one more time for good measure before she typed on her phone with her fingers

Azzi: proof?

The blonde’s reply was instant. Damn she really had that screen shot ready, Azzi said to herself which caused a small laugh to escape her lips.

The picture Paige had sent her was a screenshot of her grade which was an 85. Azzi licked her lips as she exited out of the photo to type.

Azzi: bet

Azzi: you gonna teach me how to scissor?

Paige: oh 100%

Paige: I’m about to send you to heaven and back ma don’t play.

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The second Azzi opened the door to Paige’s room, her breath was instantly taken away from her by her girlfriend. The brunette couldn’t even close the door properly which Paige fixed by slamming it shut with one of her hands. The blonde backed Azzi’s back up against the door, holding onto Azzi’s waist from under her shirt with her free hand as she continued to kiss Azzi.

The brunette leaned her body against Paige’s front. Azzi’s hands wrapped around Paige’s neck pulling the girl in further before she opened her mouth allowing Paige to stick her tongue in. Azzi moaned into the blonde's mouth when she felt Paige tangle their tongue together causing little beads of slobber to run down the outside of her mouth in the corner of her lip.

Paige pulled away from Azzi’s now sore lips gasping for air as she rested her forehead against Azzi’s. The blonde's eyes cracked the way Azzi’s tongue ran over her bottom lip catching all of their combined spit that had collected there into her mouth. “You ready for your third lesson?” Paige said breathlessly, with a small knowing grin on her face.

The brunette's eyes light up in eagerness at Paige’s words, “mhm—please” she said impatiently before she moved away from Paige’s bubble so she could pull the girl by the front of her shirt to the bed. Paige laughed when Azzi pushed her body down on the bed. The blonde held her arms out when her back hit the bed reaching out for Azzi who was standing up by her knees.

“Come on ma” Paige whined, making grabby hands up at Azzi who laughed. The brunette bent down, moving her knees on both sides of the bed by Paige’s legs. Azzi moved her hands to careless the sides of Paige’s face before pulling the girl in to connect their lips.

After a few seconds, Azzi pulled away with a gasp as she caught her breath. Her hands moved from the sides of Paige’s face to the bottom of her shirt. The brunette moved the fabric up and off her head before she threw the fabric somewhere on the floor. A smug look formed on Azzi’s face when she caught Paige’s dilated eyes that were watching her with excitement. “Fuck az, your so beautiful” Paige groaned before she moved her arms to Azzi’s waist, massaging the girls tan skin with the tips of her fingers.

Azzi’s teeth scraped against her bottom lip as her cheeks burned with a cinnamon red color. Her flustered expression didn’t go unnoticed by Paige. “I love how I can make you flustered with just my words” Paige rasped out causing Azzi’s face to darken even more. The brunette’s heart squeezed as she moved her arms back to the hooks of her black bra to undo the hooks.

Paige’s eyes widened a little bit as she stared at Azzi’s breasts that were now on full display. The blonde licked her lips as she moved her hands up to grab at both of Azzi’s peaks. Azzi relaxed into Paige’s cold touch. Her breath stuttered a little when she felt Paige’s icy cold finger tug on both of her nipples, rolling them with the tips of her fingers that caused Azzi to moan out.

The brunette grinded her hips down onto Paige’s stomach that was still covered which caught her attention. “Take your clothes off,” she demanded, which made Paige’s boxers soaked from how rough Azzi’s voice was.

Paige nodded her head silently, not being able to find her voice at the moment. She gave Azzi’s boobs one last squeeze, not being able to help herself before she moved them down to take her shirt and Nike sports bra off. Paige sat up a bit with her hands behind her to support her. “We gotta switch positions ma” she said before she moved herself and Azzi to where her back was resting a little on the headboard and the brunette was still on her lap holding on for dear life.

The blonde moved her hands to her shorts pulling them off her legs and dropped them off the side of the bed which Azzi followed by taking her shorts off as well. Azzi sat her bare cunt on Paige’s abs as she looked up at Paige with pure confusion not knowing what to do next. “How do I um you know..” she trailed off which caused Paige to laugh. Out of embarrassment Azzi hit her shoulder lightly, “stopp” she whined as her cheeks turned a bright red along with the tips of her ears.

“Here let me help,” Paige said, before she moved her hands down to reposition Azzi’s tan legs. The blonde spread her legs out as she moved Azzi’s right leg under hers before she moved the girl's other leg on top of her left leg. The brunette’s mouth fell open when she leaned her body back a little causing her heat and Paige’s to meet.

It felt like an electric shock that went through Azzi’s body from the way both of their cunts connected. The feeling of Paige’s slick against herself had her clit pulsing with need and desire. The brunette moved one of her hands to the fat of Paige’s breast holding onto it as she grinded her hips forward causing her eyes to close for a second at the feeling. “Shit” she groaned.

Azzi let out a gasp when two strong hands grabbed onto her hips pulling her body further into Paige’s. “Just grind like that. You feel that?” The blonde rasped out, referring to the way their clits were touching from every grind. “This shit feels so damn good keep going,” Paige said encouraging her girlfriend as she bit her lip so hard that she could taste a hint of blood in her mouth.

“Mm—Paige!” Azzi moaned, feeling herself get lost in the pressure. She grinded her hips hard causing wet noises to come from their combined pussies. A small grin appeared on Azzi’s face when she pinched one of Paige’s hardened nipples with two of her fingers.

The blonde rested her head on the back of the headboard that was behind her. Her lips parted open letting out a groan from the sensation as she bucked her hips into Azzi’s causing the other girl to whine out of surprise. “Mommy—fuckfuck” the brunette moaned when she felt a familiar sensation in her lower stomach that told her that she was close to the edge.

Paige nodded her head as her hands tightened on Azzi’s hips, focusing the girls hips that were heaving from the pressure further down to continue their grinding. “You gonna cum az?” Paige teased looking at the girl with a fucked our expression on her face.

Azzi’s brown eyes glistened with tears as her face scrunched up. Just when she was about to close her eyes, they shot open when an unfamiliar sensation flowed into her stomach causing her to panic a little. “Wait—it feels like I have to pee” she said shakingly, before she tried to stop her hips fully which didn’t work out from Paige moving them for her.

Paige shook her head. She swore her ears were ringing at this point. “You don’t trust me. Let it go ma” Azzi nodded silently at her words as she followed them. The arch in her back deepened as her release soaked her and Paige’s cunts. Azzi gasped as her body dropped, relaxing her body fully onto Paige’s sweaty one.

The blonde dug her teeth into Azzi’s shoulder as she came. The brunette whinced a little at how hard her girlfriend had but her but she didn’t have enough energy to move away from her. “Can’t believe you squirted for me that was so hot” Paige rasped into Azzi’s ear which caused shivers to run down her spine.

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| ‘You said it’s big, but you take it. Ride cowgirl’/ pyramid’s by frank ocean (lesson four)

A faint smell of acrylic paint filled the open room that was filled with windows. The hot rays of sunlight reflected on Paige and Azzi’s body that were standing by one of the sleeves that held dozens of grayish white ceramics that were sculpted into many different shapes and sizes. “Azzi seriously?” Paige laughed when she saw the small unicorn ceramic her girl was holding in her hands candling it like someone was going to snatch it from her.

The curly headed girl raised her eyebrow at the blonde, “what?” She asked, not understanding what her girlfriend was laughing at. Now she was holding the small sculpture like a newborn baby, rocking on her heels as she waited for Paige to pick out what she wanted to paint.

“Nothin. Anyways, should I paint this?” The blonde asked, picking up a glass dish in her hands as she showed Azzi.

Azzi shot Paige a questionable look, “why would you want to paint that?” She asked, as confusion filled her voice.

A small pout formed on Paige’s face at the girl's response as she let out a big sign. “I want to make something special for us. You know like put our names on it and the day. Something meaningful” she explained as a faint color of blush spread across her face at the way Azzi was looking at her.

The brunette stepped closer into Paige’s space, wrapping one of her arms around Paige’s middle as she rested her head onto her girl's chest. “awe babe” she teased which made Paige groan. “I’m just kidding, that's so sweet of you.” She reassured before she moved her head to place a kiss on the fat of Paige’s cheek.

The two girls walked over to the checkout desk to pay for their ceramics and once they were done they walked over to the wall of acrylic paints that were sampled out and hanging on the wall. On the white blank card they were supposed to use to write down the numbers of the paint colors, Azzi picked out a light purple, pink, blue, green and yellow. She stuck to more pastel colors wanting to keep her color palette more colorful.

Paige on the other hand, picked out different varieties of pinks and purples. Finally, after five painful minutes of having to pick out the colors they wanted to use they went back to the counter handing their papers to the worker and waited side by side with no space in between them as they waited for their paint pallets. “You excited?” Azzi asked, turning her head a little to look up at Paige with a love sick expression on her face. The brunette was smiling so hard that the creases of her dimples popped out causing them to be on full display for the other girl.

The blonde's eyes sparked with pure happiness and admiration as she looked back at Azzi. The look she was giving the brunette was actually sick from how head over heels she was for her which she didn’t really care about how love sick she looked. Paige playful rocked her hips to the side nudging azzi’s which caused the other girl to giggle softly as she did it back copying the girls motion.

Their moment was sadly ruined by the worker who handed them their paint trays which they both said a soft “thank you” in response before they walked away and headed to an open table that wasn’t occupied. The blonde walked in front of Azzi, pulling a chair out for her like a gentlewoman she was, which Azzi appreciated. “Thank you babe” she responded, which the blonde nodded too before she sat down beside Azzi, tangling their legs together under the table because she just had to touch the brunette all the time.

Ten minutes of silence lingered between them. It was a peaceful and relaxed silence but even though the girls weren’t talking physically their bodies were talking for them. Azzi rubbed the back of Paige’s leg with her shoe. The blonde’s restless leg that was moving up and down under the table before Azzi had touched her finally stopped as she relaxed under the girl's touch.

Azzi scooted her chair even closer to Paige’s, sitting basically on top of the girl even though she was sitting in her chair. The blonde smiled out of her girlfriends clingyness, “look ma, it looks good right” she said nodding her head in agreement as she spoke. Paige had written her and Azzi’s name in the middle of the bowl decorating It with hearts around the lettering with different shades of pink and purple that she had picked out.

The brunette moved her eyes off of her painting to look at Paige’s which made her let out an “ooh” sound in admiration. “That looks so good my love” she praised before she pecked Paige’s lips softly causing the girl to freeze up before she melted into the kiss.

The peck that was supposed to be small and quick turned into a deep and passionate kiss. They had to part ways when Azzi accidentally moaned into Paige’s mouth not being able to help herself but she had forgotten where she was for a second when Paige had licked her bottom lip with her tongue.

Azzi’s eyes widened a bit as she looked around making sure that no one had seen their heated makeout. She brought her attention back to her needy girlfriend when she felt a strong ice cold hand on her inner thigh which was too close to her pulsing cunt that was dying for attention. She side eyed the blonde, “not here” she mumbled through her teeth for only Paige to hear.

Paige grinned evilly at Azzi’s words before she looked around them just to make sure no one was watching which they weren’t. She slowly moved her hand to cup the brunette's heat through her thin shorts which caused Azzi to slam her palm over her mouth to muffle out her whimper that was threatening to leave her lips. “You make it hard for me to control myself” Paige whispered back which caused Azzi to tightly shut her legs together over the blonde's unmoved hand.

Azzi finally felt herself calm down when Paige finally moved her hand back to her inner thigh. Every now and then she would run her fingertips lightly over the middle seam on the brunettes shorts over the wet patch of slick that was forming through her shorts from her underwear. “I can feel how wet you are through your shorts ma. Want me to take care of it” Paige asked, whispering in Azzi’s ear. The sound of her voice sent shivers down Azzi’s spine.

The brunette’s throat bobbed as she swallowed a big lump in her throat trying to find the courage to speak up. “Yes please” she whispered silently, she didn’t care about how fast she gave in. At the moment she was only thinking about her throbbing cunt. Azzi looked over at Paige with pleading eyes, “been dying for you to fuck me all day. I’ve been so worked up. Swear I’m dripping for you”

Paige’s gaze darkened as she stared hard at Azzi, not breaking eye contact. She moved her hand back over Azzi’s pulsing pussy, tightening her grip on it before she spoke. “Yeah? Want me to take care of it?” She rasped out with a smug look on her face as she licked her bottom lip which Azzi tracked with her eyes missing the way the girl's tongue felt on her clit.

Azzi tried to move her body closer to Paige which didn’t really work considering how close they already were. She just nodded her head as she bit her lip. “Alright let’s go” Paige said, getting up from her seat which Azzi quickly followed after her.

—

The car ride to Paige’s dorm was quite for the most part. “Oh—I love this song!” Azzi said happily when ‘pyramids’ by Frank Ocean came on. She moved forward to turn up the volume but then turned her head over her shoulder when she realized how close she and Paige were. The brunette smiled evilly as she read the look on Paige’s face.

Paige’s eyebrows were scrunched together as a fake concentrated look formed on her face while she kept her eyes on the road and not the seductive look Azzi was giving her. The blonde gripped the stirring wheel hard with her left hand. Her knuckles were white from the strong grip she had on the black leather as if it was supposed to hold her back from not jumping the brunette’s bones.

Azzi bit her lip as she moved over closer to her girlfriend away from the radio. First she rested her head on Paige’s shoulder as she let out a small groan, “how far away are we?” She asked impatiently. The blonde moved her right hand into Azzi’s lap gripping the brunette's inner thigh that was closest to her.

“I know you need so bad huh ma?” She teased with a huge smirk on her face. Paige pressed her foot further on the gas when she felt Azzi leave open mouth kisses on her neck and behind her ear. Her face turned a blood red color when the brunette moaned in her ear quietly before she had bit down on it hard causing Paige to hiss.

Paige let out a sign in relief when she saw the dorm room campus come to light. She squeezed the meat of Azzi’s thigh signaling her to look up from her neck which she did with a groan. When the two girls got out of the car they had basically ran to Paige’s empty dorm room. Paige’s head was spinning from all of the filthy things her girlfriend was whispering in her ear. one sentence fully made her stop in the hallway right by the door to her dorm. “I want you to teach me how to ride your strap” Azzi whispered seductively before she pulled away like nothing happened.

The brunette giggled at the blonde's shocked expression, she honestly thought she broke her girlfriend for a second. Her brown eyes watched as Paige struggled to open the door with her sweaty palm. “Bet come on mama. Let’s go” Paige rasped out, before she grabbed onto Azzi’s arm when she finally got the heavy white door open with her other hand.

A satisfied smile was on Azzi’s face as she allowed her body to be pulled by the other girl. She slightly jumped from the loud slam that came from Paige’s door when the blonde had slammed it and locked it when they made it into the room. “Strip” Paige insisted, her eyes were locked on Azzi who was standing across from her with a big smile on her face that was filled with mischief.

“Why don’t you do it for me?” Azzi asked, raising her brows at Paige as if she was challenging the girl to punish her. The brunette stood with her arms by her side just looking at the other girl with a fake innocent expression. Silently Paige made her way over to Azzi looking at the girl with narrow eyes as she bit the inside of her cheek.

“Dont make me repeat myself or I’ll punish you” the blonde threatened which didn’t do anything except make Azzi’s underwear more soaked than it already was from the previous teasing.

The brunette looked up at the ceiling for a second as she tapped her finger on her chin. “Hmm I don’t—“ just when Azzi could give her girlfriend a hard time, Paige had picked her up and plopped her on the bed. Now Azzi was laying on her back at the foot of the bed with her legs wrapped around Paige’s stomach.

A smug look appeared on Paige’s face when she saw excited sparkling in her girl's brown eyes. “You really wanna get punished that badly?” Paige teased, before she moved her hands to take off Azzi’s shirt and bra throwing the pieces on the ground. Her blue eyes darkened as she admired the new view in front of her.

Paige reached out to grab at Azzi’s breasts which made her bite her lip when Azzi moaned out while she tilted her head back and arched against the sheets of the bed. The blonde moved her head down to suck on the brunette's hardened nipples with her mouth. Paige swirled her wet muscle around the large bead of Azzi’s right nipple. She groaned against the brunette's skin when she felt Azzi grind her hips up into her out of desperation and need.

The blonde let out a shaky exhale when she let go on Azzi's nipple. When she moved to the brunette left one she felt her girl's fingers run through her hair which made her open her eyes to look up at Azzi who was already looking at her with a grin. “You havin fun?” She teased before she tucked a few strands of blonde hair behind Paige’s ear which made the girl smile around the nub.

A small pout formed on Azzi's face when she felt Paige release her nipple before she got off of her. “Where are you going?” She whined as her eyes followed Paige who was now walking around her room trying to find the silicon strap that was in one of her storage boxes hiding. Out of impatience, Azzi pulled her shorts off her leg along with her ruined underwear. She spread her legs apart on the bed as she waited for Paige.

When Paige finally turned around with the strap in her hand she almost dropped it out of shock. The blonde had to blink a couple times before she made her way over to Azzi who was running the tips of her fingers through her slick folds and up to her clit. The brunette's bottom lip was in between her teeth as she looked up at Paige through her lashes. That look alone made Paige’s knees wobbly.

Paige moved her hand out, slapping away Azzi hand lightly “I’ll do that ma” she insisted before she moved to take off her clothes as well and put her legs through the strap holes, tightening the leather over her hips. “Move over my love” she added which Azzi followed scooting over so Paige could rest her back against the head board along with the back of her neck.

The blonde's hands reached out for Azzi's bare body, adjusting the girl to where she was straddling her hips hovering over the strap but not touching the silicon. Paige moved her hand from under them, grabbing onto the strap to run the silicone through Azzi’s cramp folds just to get it slippery.

“Come on just teach me already” the brunette whined giving the blonde a look which was quickly washed off her face from the harsh slap that she felt against the fat of her ass cheek. Azzi bit the inside of her cheek as she wrapped her arms around Paige’s neck.

Paige looked directly into Azzi’s eyes as she spoke, “we are gonna start off slow don’t rush it” she said, before she slowly pushed in the tip of the strap. She stopped halfway giving Azzi time to adjust to it. “Oh—hmm” Azzi whimpered from the stretch and then buried her head into Paige’s neck as her face scrunched up from the new sensation. The blondes fell open a little at the small sight she could see of Azzi’s walls being stretched out.

The blonde made sure to stay extra still not wanting to hurt Azzi. Her hands gripped at the skin of Azzi’s hips holding the girl in place who was trying to move more downward in her lap to push the rest of the strap in. “No mama we are taking it slow remember I don’t wanna hurt you” Paige rasped into Azzi’s ear which caused small goosebumps to form there.

“It’s fine. I can take it” Azzi said before she forced her hips down causing a wet noise to come from her folds and the fabric of the strap when they met together. A loud moan rang in Paige’s still room from the brunette's lips. Her back arched as her walls clamped around the silicone.

The heavy strong hands that were on Azzi’s waist helped her off the strap a bit before it thrusted the strap back in. “Keep doing that okay. Just ride me ma” the blonde groaned, tightening her hands onto Azzi’s skin as if it was supposed to ground her. The brunette nodded helplessly as she gripped Paige’s shoulder for support. She moved her hips up, pulling herself off the silicone but stopped right when the tip was just inside her.

“Oh—it’s so big mommy,” Azzi cried when she grinded herself back down onto the strap. Her hips stuttered a bit as she rocked her hips fucking herself onto the strap while she still gripped Paige’s shoulder that would definitely be bruised tomorrow from how hard her hands were gripping onto the toned skin.

Paige smirked at Azzi’s words, her low hooded eyes made eye contact with Azzi’s while she swallowed a large lump in her throat trying to find her voice. “Yeah? You like my cock? Does it feel good ma?” She asked, before she let out another small groan when she felt the harness rub up against her clit.

The brunette's eyes glistened from the pressure, “yes—love it so much mommy” she moaned before she bit on her lip hard as she fastened the pace of her hips. Her cheeks turned pink when the sounds of her wet pussy filled her ears that were coming from in between her thighs. The brunette's mouth fell as she tilted her head down to watch the wet purple strap thrust into her greedy entrance.

“She loves it huh?” Paige asked with a full smug look on her face. Azzi’s walls tightened around the strap causing the blonde to hiss through her teeth. Now this time it was Azzi’s turn to smirk before she moved one of her hands into her mouth, coating her fingers with spit before she brought them down to her clit to rub tight circles on it.

Azzi’s throat fell more open as her head tilted back a little, “oh shit—mommy I’m not gonna last much longer” she whimpered, her voice was shaky and raw. The brunette's legs started to shiver on top of Paige’s as sweat coated her body when she felt herself get closer to her release.

The blonde slammed Azzi’s hips down, making the strap go deeper inside of her than before causing Azzi to just rest her head onto Paige’s chest as she just took it. Now, loud moans were falling out of Azzi’s mouth consistently because she was not able to hold them in.

Paige’s hot breath hit Azzi’s ear, “cum with me mama” she whispered breathlessly. The brunette clamped her eyes shut as she felt her release shatter, causing liquid to squirt out of her which made the silicone toy fall out of her entrance. Azzi relaxed her shaking body into Paige’s as she tried to catch her breath. Her chest rose up and down as she felt Paige’s heart beat against her ear.

“Damn that was crazy. So am I a good teacher?” Paige asked, still a little out of breath from her release. A big sappy smile was on her face as she looked down at Azzi who looked annoyed.

The brunette rolled her eyes as she pushed herself to sit straight up on Paige’s lap with her arm crossed around her chest. “Whatever” she whispered under her breath causing Paige to pout. Azzi groaned when she saw the pitiful look on the blonde's face as she just looked at her like a sad puppy. “I guess,” she added, making sure to whisper it.

“That’s wassup now dab me up” Paige said playfully as she held her hand out which Azzi slapped away from her with an upset groan. “Get that shit out of my face” she threatened which caused Paige to laugh lousy before she just wrapped her arms around the girl to cradle her.

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AZZI FUDD | Unrivaled Semifinals (2026)

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i miss them and i’ve never seen this so i felt the need 💔