— imagine CELESTE helping you get ready for a party but it leads to the two of you getting intimate
“what do you think?” you turned around, the dress hugging your curves tightly, “it’s not too revealing right?”
“i mean, who cares right? i, personally, think you look hot as fuck. embrace it baby,” she hummed, sipping some alcoholic beverage from her class, laid back against the pillows on your bed as she watched you.
you rolled your eyes at your friend, walking over to the random assortment of clothes you’d already tried on, most of which had simply been discarded on the floor. “i’m not as confident as you, ce. you know this-” you went to grab another outfit to try.
ce quickly shuffled off the bed, reaching out to stop you. “honestly, you look fine. and if anyone tries anything, i’ll sort them out-” she licked her lips, eyes looking you up and down, “can’t have anyone messing with my bestie.”
how was it possible for the two of you to be simply friends? especially when she was looking at you like that. “yeah... but you’re like five foot. you couldn’t hurt a fly.”
“oh i so could,” she scoffed, properly getting off the bed, just so she could reach to slap you. “don’t test me.”
“hey! hey! listen ce i’m sorry,” you managed to get out between giggles and shrieks, going to lightly push her back.
before the blonde landed on the bed, she grabbed your elbow, tugging you with her. “well, i never expected you to be on top-” she joked, chuckling to herself yet she couldn’t stop staring at your lips.
“what’s that supposed to mean?” you scoffed, noticing her stare, and for once actually questioning if she wasn’t just being your flirty, over the top friend. you started leaning down, ever so slightly.
“just,” she leaned closer once she realised, lips hovering over your own. without hesitation another moments hesitation, she flipped the two of you, smirking, “think you’re a lot prettier flushed and underneath me.”
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