throwing one of georgia’s legs over your shoulder, you started pressing kisses along the inside of her thighs. she lifted her hips up, trying to find some sort of friction. you look up, making eye contact with the brunette. “please.” georgia pleaded, her eyebrows furrowed. kissing the corner of her mouth, you slide one of your hands down to stick two fingers into her. you started kissing down her chest, continuing to move your fingers at a slow pace. she rides your fingers, desperately wanting more friction. “ma, i need your mouth. please.” georgia moans out, her eyes shut in frustration.
smirking, you blow on her cunt before licking a thin stripe with your tongue. “fuckk-” her breath catches, and her hands come up into your hair. sucking on her clit, you wrap your arms around her thighs and pull her flush against your face. moving your tongue around, you use the bridge of your nose to keep her clit stimulated. georgia moans out, her back arching. your tongue flicks down to where your fingers previously were, and started to flick in and out before coming back up and sucking on georgias clit again.
you were absolutely drunk off of just the way the brunette tasted. you groan, “you taste so good baby.” georgia’s thighs start to shake, and your teeth grazed her clit slightly. “ohmygod- shite- i’m so close ma. just like that. you’re doing so good.” she groans out, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she came. your tongue darted back to catch whatever of georgia’s release that you could. your tongue ran up and down her cunt until georgia pulled your head up. she pulls you in for a kiss, her tongue finally taking its dominance back.
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- guys i lowkey don’t know how i feel about this one butttt here we go!!!
• prompt: “did you just confess your feelings for me?”
• warnings: none!
Since freshman orientation you and Georgia have been attached by the hip. You guys were the ones who got put into a random door together for the few days that the orientation lasted.
And due to Georgia’s outgoing personality you knew that you wouldn’t be able to get rid of her, which you didn’t want to. Then once you found out she was on the basketball team she made sure that you came to all of her games. From then on you two could always be found with each other.
Which is what led you here, Georgia lying under you as you sat on her legs applying makeup to her face. She had been begging you, for weeks now it seemed, to do her makeup. It wasn’t like the brunette didn’t know how to do her own, she wore little amounts of it, she just wanted to be close to you.
And finally not having practice at night, it seemed like the perfect chance to make you do this.
“Georgia, you actually have to close your eyes if you want me to do your eyeshadow,” you pouted as you sat above her holding an eyeshadow brush in one hand.
“Don’t do anything crazy while my eyes are closed,” she replied, biting back her smile as tried to remain serious, something very hard for her.
“Shut up and close your damn eyes,” you laughed as you nudged her shoulder and watched her eyes close. You placed your non dominant hand beside her hand to balance you while you leaned over her and covered the brush above her eyelid. “I’m gonna put the eyeshadow on now,” you told her, your voice barely above a whisper.
As you delicately swiped the powder over her lid you felt a warmth on your thighs, your eyes flicked down to them to see her hands resting against them. You could feel her stomach doing backflips at the sensation, but you had to stay focused.
Georgia had always been touchy. Almost as in a way that if she wasn’t touching you in some proximity she would die. She always had an arm around your shoulders, waist, or just her hand resting against your back.
You pushed away all of your romantic thoughts that you had about her because she probably just placed her hands there out of comfort. Maybe she felt awkward just having them lay beside her?
You finished the with base color on both lids before going in with an angle brush and a darker color to do a small wing. Her lids fluttered at the way the brush was so close to her lash line, “Sorry, I know it’s uncomfortable,” you apologized as you finished up the eye makeup.
“No, it’s fine,” she replied, her eyes still closed.
“You can open your eyes,” you giggled and watched her slowly open them, having them adjust to the soft lights around the room.
“God it’s bright,” she blinked her eyes rapidly.
“There’s like three lamps on. You’re fine,” you said shaking your head as you grabbed the mascara. “Do you wanna do it or do you want me to?” you asked holding the tube up.
“You can.”
“You sure?” you asked as you started to lean back down over her.
“Mhm,” she nodded her head slowly as she watched every movement of yours.
“I’m gonna hold the wand to your lashes and you just blink ok?” you started moving the wand closer to her green eyes.
“Kay,” she responded before you held the mascara to her lashes and she repeatedly blinked until you were satisfied with how her lashes were coated. You then moved to the other eye and did the same, then once you finished you closed the mascara tube and dropped it on the bed.
“Lips time!” you smiled as you pulled out your favorite tinted lipgloss. Georgia made duck lips at you and you laughed shaking your head at her, “Just relax.”
“No duck lips?” she frowned, her fingers tapping against your thighs.
You smiled as you shook your head and leaned down. Your hand came to her jaw as you began swiping the gloss against her lips. You could feel the way her eyes watched your every movement, suddenly becoming self conscious. “Stop looking at me like that you,” you let out a breath as you sat up and put the gloss back down.
“Like what?” she turned her head to the side, obviously playing dumb like she wasn’t looking at your lips like she was going to kiss you.
“Like you want to kiss me,” you said, as you got off her and started cleaning up the makeup. Georgia immediately sat up in the bed and watched you walked around your room, putting things away.
“Maybe I do,” she replied, her voice so calm it made you wonder if she was actually telling the truth.
“You’re not funny,” you shook your head biting back a smile.
“I wasn’t trying to be,” she replied and your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest.
“Georgia,” you turned around to see her sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped together and sitting between her legs. “If you’re joking I’m gonna be really pissed,” you started walking towards her until you stood between the opening of her legs.
“I’m not,” her hands moved to your hips, her fingers playing with the waistband of your shorts. “I really fucking like you,” her voice was slightly above a whisper as she looked up to meet your eyes, trying to gauge a reaction from her confession.
“What?” you had to practically keep your jaw from hitting the floor. It was like your heart had been waiting to hear those words for as long as you had known her.
“I like you,” she repeated.
“I like you too,” you smiled, but she immediately brought you into a kiss. You could feel her smile against your lips as her hands pulled your body closer to hers.
You brought your hands to her jaw, pulling her even closer as her hands snaked around the backs of your legs, pulling you into her lap.
You could taste the mint of the lipgloss on her lips as her lips moved in unison with yours, but then she pulled back causing your eyebrows to curl upwards in confusion, wondering if you did something wrong.
“Wait, did you just confess your feelings for me, Y/L/N?” she smiled and you just shoved her, causing her to fall back on the bed.
“Shut up, Amoore,” you giggled, copying the her by saying her last name before your lips found hers once again.
So my brother wanted to piss me off and text me the second the game ends like shits funny. Not to mention he felt the need to speak on KK Arnold’s game… so I had to remind him about his team. How far did Kentucky get again? Exactly.
syn : you decided to go to kentucky state's first game of the season with a few friends thinking you were there to watch the game until you met a specific aussie player.
pair : georgia amoore x fem!reader
warn : pure fluff, georgia being a absolute simp
note : thoughy i should notify @star-girl69 @patscorner about this. this moves fast so um 😭
"C'MON MAR, IT'LL BE FUNNN", my friend, Phoenix practically yelled jumping up and down with Lara. these two were currently trying to convince me to go to our college's first basketball game of the season.
which seems nice but i had more important stuff to take care of.
"Yeah Marni, your homework can wait a little longer, plus the game won't be that long!!", Lara said smiling. i rolled my eyes knowing they would never stop until i said yes. "fine, fine but if i get a bad grade on this it's y'all fault. what time is the game anyway", I said sliding out of my bed unwillingly.
i could practically see them dancing in excitement in the corner of my eye but i ignored it. "It's in about... a hour", Lara said checking her phone. i sighed realizing there really gonna make me go.
i watched them quickly disappear out of my room to go there's, leaving me to get ready.
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the three of us made it to the gymnasium and checked our tickets in. The gym was packed, buzzing with loud energy that only a first game could bring. The scent of popcorn and nachos wafted through the air, while the sound of sneakers squeaking against the court floor mixed with the chatter of excited students.
I trailed behind Phoenix and Lara as we made our way to the bleachers, still not entirely happy and excited onnthis. They, on the other hand, were practically skipping, already absorbed in the pre-game hype.
I could hear Lara rattling off stats of the star players while Phoenix nodded along enthusiastically. Honestly, I didn’t even know we had star players.
We found seats near the middle, and as soon as we sat down, the lights dimmed, and the cheerleaders burst onto the court, kicking off some intense choreography. Phoenix, being the loudest cheerleader of the three of us, was already shouting and clapping along, while I fiddled with my phone, half tempted to pull out my notes and at least review for my exam.
“Don’t even think about it,” Lara said, nudging me. “Just enjoy the game.”
“Yeah, Marni, you’ll love it once it starts!” Phoenix added, her voice barely audible over the growing roar of the crowd.
I doubted that, but I settled in anyway. The team was finally coming out onto the court, the cheers growing even louder. I had to admit, the atmosphere was kinda contagious. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.
But then the buzzer rang, and the game started. And suddenly, I found myself more invested than I expected. Specifically on a a specific brunette.
The way her brown hair flowed through the air had me more mesmerized then the actual game.
maybe this wasn't that bad
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we were up 3 points, i watched closely as the last 45.0 seconds went down. one of players for our team had the ball and shot the three. i watched closely as the ball slowly swooshed in.
the ball swirled around the hoop and got in. the crowd cheered as Kentucky State won 72-69.
—
I started getting autographs from players as i congratulated them. one specific one caught my eye. the same brunette.
"Hey you played great tonight", i blurted out making the brunette grin, clearly used to the adoration but still friendly. “Thanks so much! I’m glad you guys enjoyed the game.”
“Could we, um, maybe get your autograph Georgia?” Lara asked, pulling out a small notebook she always seemed to have on her. I looked shocked and took note of the 'brunette's' name
“Of course!” Georgia said, grabbing a pen and signing it quickly. Phoenix handed over her jersey after, for Georgia to sign, and when it was my turn, I fumbled looking for something for her to sign
“Here, just… sign my phone case, I guess?” I fumbled, handing it over, feeling a bit embarrassed. Georgia just laughed, taking my phone and signing the back of the case without a second thought.
“Thanks,” I said, trying to sound normal, but I’m pretty sure it came out awkward.
“No problem!” she replied, handing it back with a smile. “Glad you came out tonight.” I smiled, glad she was happy.
“Also hey, if you ever wanna come to more games, just hit me up. Here—” She pulled out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled down a number, handing it to me.
I looked at her confused, staring down at it. “Wait… is this your number?”
“Yep. Feel free to text me if you ever need tickets or anything,” Georgia said with a grin and a wink, as if it was no big deal.
I stood there, completely thrown, while Phoenix and Lara practically squealed in excitement beside me. I managed a smile, trying not to overthink it. “Uh, thanks. I might just do that.”
