Author’s Notes: HELLO, I’m semi-back. I’ve tried to slowly get back into writing because why not (lowkey want to see what happens next, but I’m the writer-) If you are uncomfortable with it, I advise you not to read it. This does not affect the other stories, think of it as an alternate universe or something- It mentions some characters from previous fics. For those who have read it, I hope you enjoy it. It has not been proofread, although feedback is appreciated if you message me privately. I will edit it later. This series seems to continue as long as I have ideas for ending it.
Raven put her keys into the lock, pushing the door to reveal their apartment. Ina was sitting on the couch, reading her book as she waited for her. The second Raven stepped in, she set aside her book and got up from her spot. Raven knew she was in for a scolding. She sucked her breath in as she stood up before she set the food on the counter.
“Rae, it’s late. I was worried! I called and messaged you so many times, why didn’t you answer? I had to call Jesse to see if you were alive!”
“I know, I know. I’m sorry, it’s not enough and it’s no excuse. I was held up with work and I needed the distraction.”
“Was this about that conversation we had that night?”
Raven paused in her movements. She set the plate next to the takeout food before looking up at Ina. She knew her pause meant she was right. The tension flooded out of Ina as she looked at Raven with concern but to Raven, it felt like all the tension had been sucked into her body. She tightened up as Ina came near her, a defence mechanism she was working to get rid of.
“Ina-”
“Raven, please. Can we talk about this?”
Raven silently filled both their plates with food before settling them down on the coffee table. They settled into the sofa before Raven turned to Ina.
“Ina, I’m sorry. It’s not an excuse and I should’ve messaged you.”
“Please, I want to know what’s on your mind. I don’t want this to be a habit where I have to worry if you’re either upset or hurt.”
They set their plates down, giving each other full attention. Raven was unsure where to rest her eyes as Ina’s held curiosity that hid disappointment and pain.
“I don’t know how to explain it to you properly. I hate that I can’t convey in words or actions what I’m thinking and feeling currently. This is no excuse, I know. I understand that things change when it comes to career and lifestyle. But I guess I’m having trouble getting used to it and we haven’t really been spending time together..”
Ina sighed before turning to face Raven, holding her face and stroking her thumb along her cheekbone, causing the younger woman to relax into her hold. She brought their foreheads together, resting for a moment, forgetting the world buzzing outside.
“Raven, I know it’s more difficult than we expected but I truly think we can overcome this. Please, let me in.”
Raven finally opened her eyes, gazing into hers and letting herself get lost in them. The heavy conversation still hung in the air but the silence that followed felt charged. She reached up to gently massage the nape of her neck, silently asking if her actions were okay before pulling Ina in for a slow, careful kiss. Their lips moved together gently at first, testing, tasting. Raven’s hand drifted down Ina’s neck, tracing the line of her collarbone before resting over her chest. Ina sighed into the kiss and pressed closer, her own hands settling on Raven’s waist. They shifted together with Ina pulling Raven onto her until they were lying along the length of the sofa, bodies aligned, still kissing with that same unhurried pace.
Ina’s fingers slipped under Raven’s shirt, palm warm against bare skin. She stroked along Raven’s ribs, then lower, until her hand rested on the curve of her hip. Raven mirrored the movement, sliding her hand under the waistband of her pants between Ina’s thighs and cupping her through her underwear. A soft sound escaped Ina at the contact. Raven rubbed slow circles, feeling the fabric grow damp under her fingers.
They undressed each other piece by piece without rushing. Shirts were tugged off, bras unclasped, pants pushed down. Skin met skin. Raven rolled onto her back and Ina moved over her, settling between her spread legs on the cushions. Their mouths met again, deeper now, tongues sliding together as Ina rocked her hips forward. They pressed and rubbed against each other, slick heat building with each slow grind.
Ina broke the kiss to trail her lips down Raven’s throat, then lower, sucking one nipple into her mouth while her hand continued stroking between Raven’s legs. Raven’s back arched, fingers threading into Ina’s hair. She spread wider, inviting more. Ina slipped two fingers inside her, pumping steadily while her thumb circled Raven’s sensitive bundle of nerves. Raven moaned, hips lifting to meet each thrust.
Ina shifted lower, replacing her fingers with her mouth. She licked broad stripes and sucked gently at first, then harder. Raven’s thighs trembled around Ina’s head. She reached down, gripping Ina’s hair tighter as the pressure built. Ina slid her fingers back inside, curling them while her tongue worked faster.
Raven came with a sharp cry, clenching around Ina’s fingers. Ina kept the rhythm through the aftershocks until Raven tugged her up for another kiss, tasting herself on Ina’s tongue. They rolled again, Ina now on her back and Raven moved down her body with the same deliberate pace. She placed kisses and sucked marks into her chest and her neck, pulling a moan out of the older woman and gripping her waist hard where Raven would leave marks over her, claiming her. She spread Ina’s legs and buried her face between them, licking and sucking with growing hunger while Ina’s hand fisted in the sofa cushions and the other pulled Raven in.
Fingers joined Raven’s tongue inside Ina, pumping deep. Ina’s moans grew louder, hips rolling against Raven’s mouth. Raven moved steadily, stretching her until Ina’s whole body went tight, thighs clamping around Raven’s head.
Raven kissed her way back up Ina’s body until their mouths met again, slower once more, the earlier urgency temporarily sated but still simmering underneath. They stayed tangled together afterward, breathing hard, skin flushed and damp. Raven tucked her face into the crook of Ina’s neck as they slowly drifted off, draping herself protectively over Ina. They may seem as if they have made up but deep down, they knew they had set off the inevitable conversation that they needed to have.
PB making Queen B into run tv AI slop should be considered homophobic idc
POV: you're an old Choices player watching tf is going on with an app of your youth:
POV: You're a Zoey romancer and she tells you to go and seduce the professor ✨ BESTIE✨ after you kissed her, told her you love her and you 2 literally had sex:
