⤷HALF ASSˎˊ˗
a caitlin clark & angel reese fanfic | ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• my kind of woman mac d.
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ꕀ contains caitlinclark!angelreese, smut. mature language. f1ngerring. t1ttyplay. angst (angel!receving).
𓍼word count | 2.3k
masterlist | wattpad
༝in which , angel is mad at cc. and cc is good at not only basketball.. but some good ass makeup sex.
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IF YOU asked angel how she fell inlove with her girlfriend caitlin she wiuld look at you tap her chin look away and ponder..
its weird.. she didnt like her at first.
like full on .. ew. like she could see a video of caitlin eating hell even just sitting and angel would get the ick.
caitlin would post on ig? face scrunch.
soon tho angel realized it was genuinely the fans fault.
she admired caitlin and loved her game.
but once angel pulled what she pulled during regular season? when she did the you cant see me gesture it was just for the game.
she thought they would be arch nemisis by demand.
sooner though during the team usa tryouts?
they got roomated together.
angel walked in there and she expected caitlin to half ass her.. nope. full on smiled at her gave the sweetest
"hi how are you?"
angel was off full on hesitant because she swore this was a trick.
"uh.. hi.."
but once caitlins act didn't fade? pure caitgel.
and then? barbecue chicken. they kept the friends title a looonggg time. facetimes when they could.
"imagine attending indiana fever?"
"when?"
"huh?"
"did i ask?"
liking eachothers post on social media.
trying to text as often.
they didn't let there busy lives define them.
flirt.. slightly. okay im lying heavily.
always planning to see eachother.
angel was literally counting down the days until the season began.
around angels birthday it was still preseason but that morning of her getting ready? a knock hit her door. and there revealed? a very pretty caitlin clark and a sign asking to be her girlfriend. angel stared blankly caitlin raised an eyebrow
unable to read angels face.
"will you?" she asked in nervousness .
"hell yes!"
she loovedd her some caitlin clark. and caitlin clark? surely loved her some angel reese.
now it was time for team usa tryouts again , and angel was mad at her girlfriend currently — she knows caitlin is busy. media back to back. okay fine.
but why are her texts getting shorter? why does it feel like her girlfriend is entertaining everyone but her? and its like its angel reese? who dosent love her.
and yes. they had some gooooood sex all star weekend. angel still feeling them aftershocks but even then? caitlin felt so.. so out of it.
and now angel was mad. she will not be talking to caitlin. nope. unt unt. she even ignored caitlins "hey" text.
and she never ignores her baby. but today? ignored. she stared at it. thumb twitching on the keyboard icon but she shook her head locking her phone.
it didn't make her happy. but it needed to be done.
once angel got off her bus? she smiled all 32 at the camera waving before going to hug sue , she went to her room.
her phone was still buzzing.
"paige said u passed? whats ur room number ?"
"babe?"
angel undressed herself her clothes hitting the floor with a thump before staring at the thread before turning her phone over facedown.
she put her wig cap on before getting into the shower.
she closed her eyes letting the water cascade down her back the steam rising , for angel to be who she was. she didn't need caitlins attention all the time.. she wanred it. craved itz.
AFTER RINSING one last time she stepped out her manicured feet pattering on the cold tile , wrapping the the towel over her c cup.
she wiped the condensed mirror before she heard the room door click open.
angel tiredly spoke, "hey..! sorry ill be out soon."
"baby."
angels eyes widened. oh fuck.
"come out." caitlin instructed , her voice was sooooo tired and sexy angel folded
angel bit her lip , she opened the door letting the steam enter the room mixing with the ac.
her eyes surveyed caitlin.
caitlin , had her hair down— her indiana pact shirt -, grey sweats and her new balances all her weight in one hip. backpack on and suitcases at her sides.
"why didn't u answer my text?" caitlin asked , eyebrows furrowed.
angel shrugged walking over to her suitcase sitting on the bed by the bathroom head down and water still dripping "didnt feel the need to." she muttered.
caitlin stared at angel like she dumb. "y..you didnt feel the need to?" , caitlin put her backpack down.
exactly.
angel opened up her degree deodorant refushing to make eye contact swiping it generously under her arms. "you heard me." angel said.
caitlin put her hand on her hip the other rubbing the bridge of her nose.
angel kept going, "you been sooooo busy." the 6'3 girl trailed.
caitlin presded her lips into a thin line. "i am busy."
"i can see that."
caitlin knew exactly what angel needed.
caitlin who was leaning on the bathroom door made her way closer to angel. angel acted like it didn't phase her she was now picking out a bra and panties.
"baby." caitlin whispered , angel turned to her face tired and her lashes wet. , the cacuasian let her hands hover near her womans hip dips.
angel highkey leaned into the touch.
"dont be like that. im sorry.. what was ur motive? ignore me all trip?"
no
angel crossed her arms , as caitlins hands finally touched the hips thumbs feeling on the soft brown towel.
"maybe , barley even text me so why would u talk to me in person?"
"i texted you this morning."
"one word."
caitlin titled her head and looked at angel. the water droplets on her neck.. she was supposed to feel bad but the only thing it did was make her badly. badly horny.
angel could feel it and she needed that to.
caitlins head inched down to angels neck tasting soap and water and her mouth latched on it , angel let out a quiet gasp hands uncrossing touching on caitlins biceps.
"..i.. fuck.." angel whined, eyes closing one hand going up to caitlins neck cradling her head and feeling on her silk brown hair.
caitlins hand slit down to angels towel hand cupping the breasts through the towel.
well damn. angel couldn't even be mad anymore. if it was one thing cc was good at other than basketball? it was some good ass makeup sex.
"baby.." angel trailed , caitlin hummed in her neck , both hands cupping reese's ass causing a lip bite , "everyone is.. is here.. we.. we cant."
caitlin came up with a smirk before kissing angels cheek as she murmured, "actually there in the gym downstairs.. they wanted pre shoot aroundd.. we got maybe thirty minutes?" clark suggested before pressing her small lips up against angels plump.
they quietly kissed , gentle mm's and moans tounges sliding tasting eachothers meals caitlin slowly walked angel to the back of the bed sliding the suitcase away , cc chased her womans lips toeing off her shoes.
caitlin on top , angels hair spilling on the sheets, her cap? i dunno where it went ,the moonlight shining through , "i missed you." caitlin breathed in the brownskins mouth , her long brown hair curtaining there faces.
angel stroked caitlins face , placing one more gentle slow peck. "i missed you more."
"how much?"
"so much."
caitlin gently removed the towel from over her girlfriends chest , angels breasts jiggled as they spilled out , caitlin bit her lip before going down her tounge latching over the expanded nipple.
she hummed of pleasure at her womans taste.
angel quietly whined as caitlins hand slipped lower to angels soaked clit , her slick glistening in the moonlight , her tounge swirling as she looked up at angel who tried. key wore to maintain eye contact , caitlins fingers doing tight circles over the bud.
angel let out a gasp as caitlin finally stopped teasing and slipped her middle and index slipped inside the warm walls of angel. it was fit for caitlins fingers and caitlin fingers only. "oh my god ur so good at that!" angel moaned , mouth held in a gasp — her manicured hands cradling to hold her breasts the other still holding caitlins head.
caitlin curled hard against the front wall , pumping in and out with a rythm angels slick quiet over angels loud moans as she whined her breath hitching when caitlin slowed — "ahh..!"
caitlin pulled away from the breast she suctioned her salvia glistening, "you feel so good mommy." she hummed before latching back on tounge swirling before sliding in again.
this girl can multitask.
once she got her rythem back? it was pounding her palm began slapping against angels clit , angels eyes fluttered as her hips chased cc's palm , — "oh fuck!" angel cried out , legs twitching around caitlins hips.
caitlins pounds were so .. calculated. she knew when to curl when to pound. it was so ugh.
angel felt waves of pleasure shoot through her , back arched she was ripping in and out so fast the friction began to burn— "mmm fuck!" the brownskin shuddered.
caitlin curled into the g spot once more doing little circles while tears started to form in her womans eyes from how good it felt.
with more thrusts, angels orgasam hit like a freight train her vison went blurry a long trembling wail tore from her throat as her back bowed off the bed , cum spilled out from her gently slipping down her ass
cc gently fucked her through the after shocks her finger pulling out with a wet pop.
okay.
that was some good sex.
and angel might just throw another fit just to get fucked again.
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