ahh okay im not really sure how to phrase this but could you do one where lou and debbie are watching a movie and debbie teases lou, but lou doesn’t react at first because she wants to see how far debbie can take it, and debbie kinda accepts the challenge
Lou let out a chuckle as Debbie burrowed herself into the blonde’s shoulder with a cheeky grin as she cuddled closer, hitching the blanket higher on their bodies so it was tucked beneath both their chins.
Debbie was focused on the bowl of popcorn between them that sat precariously on the Australian’s lap as she shoved mouthfuls into her face without a care in the world, eyes glued to the screen even as Lou watched her with a loving smile.
Lou enjoyed the moment with her girlfriend for a few minutes before kissing the crown of her head and then switching her focus back to the movie, a calm hum in the air between them.
A few minutes later, the blonde felt Debbie’s hand creeping under the blanket as it delicately started tracing circles under Lou’s t-shirt. Lou cursed silently as her breath hitched, hoping she hadn’t given her nonchalance away. She found herself wondering what exactly Debbie was up to and how far she’d go.
Lou kept her eyes glued on the screen, although it took great concentration as she couldn’t exactly see or hear the movie anymore, all senses on Debbie. But she didn’t want Debbie to be the wiser. Or at least, she wanted to let Debbie know that she, too, was also in on Debbie’s little game she was just starting.
The brunette’s hand slid lower on Lou’s belly, dipping behind the top of Lou’s pants rubbing back and forth, barely touching and Lou was sure not to stir at all, letting Debbie explore.
She bit back a groan as Debbie’s fingers slid further inside her pants, dancing across the cotton of her underwear, featherlight. She had half a mind to take Debbie by the neck or to squeeze her thigh and dare her to fuck her with a dominant whisper or a lustful look, but she kept up the act, noting Debbie’s face out of her peripheral that was half-cocky and half-surprised.
Debbie moved in closer, kissing Lou’s neck and shoulder, rubbing two fingers over the cotton in circles making the blonde’s clit pulse with anticipation. She wanted Debbie to make her way under the fabric so badly, but she didn’t dare tell her the truth, wanting to see her go all the way without Lou breathing a word of instruction or permission.
Eventually, Debbie seemed to have had her fill of over-the-panties torture and teasing, slipping her fingers into Lou’s folds to find them dripping for her as Lou let out a moan she couldn’t help, her head tipping back slightly allowing Debbie further access to her neck for kisses and now hickeys and bites. But Lou’s eyes remained on the screen, even as she panted and moaned at Debbie’s motions.
The popcorn fell to the floor, but neither made a move to save it or clean it up, Debbie’s fingers now steadily pumping into Lou as she moaned, finally peeling her eyes from the screen and squeezing them tight as Debbie hit a particularly sensitive spot that made Lou cry out.
“There she is,” Debbie breathed, not moving or stopping her fingers as she carefully moved against Lou, repositioning herself to straddle her partner as Lou’s hands found Debbie’s ass and hair, starting to tug at her.
“Make me come,” Lou grunted with a tug of Debbie’s locks as she moaned against Lou’s neck with a nod, thrusting deeper.
The Ocean worked masterfully to bring her lover over the edge before falling against Lou’s chest, licking her fingers as she moaned at the taste of Lou, the blonde kissing her forehead as she hummed against her, trying to regain her breathing.
“What did you think of the movie?” Debbie whispered, looking up at Lou with bashful eyes.
“I think I’d like to watch the sequel upstairs,” Lou suggested, playing with the waistband of Debbie’s pants.
so i thought there was no better description than the car scene its self!! hope that it works and thats okay! xxxx
That’s perfect! Hopefully I did this Loubbie variation justice 👏🏻
(50 Shades inspired Loubbie car chase)
“Deb, I’ve got one!” Lou called, grinning as the door opened.
Debbie raced over to get into the sleek car and sighed with relief as she sat back in the seat.
“Oh, shit,” Debbie panicked. “I don’t know how to drive stick.” She realized aloud after having sunk into the driver’s seat.
“No time to switch, honey,” Lou clicked her teeth. “Get the car moving. I’ll lead you through it.”
“Alright,” Debbie nodded, starting the engine, glancing behind them. “Get Danny on the phone. Maybe he can play interference or something, I don’t know.”
“Deb, go,” Lou pleaded, noticing the two black cars behind them.
“Fucking hell,” the brunette cursed, her foot pressing all the way down on the gas, her skin turning white as knuckles gripped the wheel and her foot pressed forcefully against the toes of her stilettos.
“Lose them, honey,” Lou muttered, dialing Danny’s number as she kept her eyes on the mirrors, cursing when she saw a third car gaining on them.
Debbie nodded again, adrenaline pumping through her blood as she took the speed up about forty more miles, trying not to let her brain get caught up in the worry of numbers and how fast it all seemed. She had to be precise. Had to be focused. Had to protect Lou.
“Danny, hey,” Lou muttered. “Yeah...yeah, there’s three...these Deb’s guys or yours?...yeah that’s what we thought...get Rusty on it—“
“No,” Debbie corrected, even though she could only hear half of the information. “Basher.”
“Deb’s right,” Lou nodded. “Make it Bash on the bike. Circle those fuckers...yeah I will...yeah.”
“What’s happening?” Debbie asked as Lou slid the phone between her legs and stretched to look behind them through the back window. She whipped her view back to the front.
“You’re gonna pass through those two freight trucks is what’s happening.”
“Jesus fuck,”
“You don’t have much of a choice, love,” Lou sighed, leaning forward on the dashboard like she was watching a horse race and had bet it with high stakes.
Debbie let out a long breath as they squeezed through much to her shock, speeding snd curving off the highway cement for a second to cut off a bundle of cars, beeping the horn and flashing her lights, trying to circle anything in their way.
Lou let out a chuckle as the Ocean’s eyes narrowed and she leaned forward, steadily gaining speed, eyes dark in concentration.
“You’re loving this aren’t you?”
“Maybe,” Lou smirked. Her phone buzzed and she took it to her ear, letting out a sigh of her own. “Two left Deb, you lost one...fuck, it’s Benedict...”
“Damnit, Danny,” Debbie rolled her eyes. Of course it was someone on Danny’s shit list and not hers. She may have played with fire but she knew how to cover her ass. Danny on the other hand was always causing explosions without a cleanup plan and here Terry Benedict was, using Debbie as bait because Tess wasn’t available. It wasn’t hard to piece together.
“Bash is gaining on him,” Lou told her, still half-listening to Danny. “Head for the city. Fast.”
“Lou, I don’t think I can—“
“You’ve got this, love,” Lou smiled sympathetically. Her hand grabbed Debbie’s thigh and gripped tight. “Almost there.”
The city skyline was in sight and Debbie barreled towards it, blood rushing to her head, thumping and pounding. They crossed the bridge in a frenzy, Debbie trying not to think about how short the railings were on the sides by the water as she kicked into even higher gear, Lou’s hand covering hers on the stick for a moment to guide it, a spark traveling through her fingers and up her wrist.
Danny buzzed again and Lou winked at her. “You lost him. Basher’s on the last guy....Danny says find a garage and we’ll wait it out until the coast is clear...yeah...yep...thanks, Danny.”
Debbie turned down the first cross street she could, scanning for cars and pedestrians, her heart in her throat until she finally saw that glorious green “P” sign and made a break towards it, pulling in and speeding down the ramp past the parking barrier as it broke off and slid across the cement, Lou tossing her a look that was both shocked and impressed as Debbie pulled between two cars on the third floor of the lot, her head slamming back into the seat as they came to a stop.
Debbie sucked in a deep breath, Lou’s eyes still on her, now blazing with something lustful.
“Deb,” Lou breathed. “Get over here.”
Debbie tossed her an incredulous look, but did as the Australian demanded, and crossed over the center console to settle on Lou’s lap, her dress shifting up to her hips, providing Lou a view of her barely there lace thong.
“You are incredible,” Lou breathed, pulling Debbie close against her as she kissed her deeply, hands tangling in Debbie’s loose curls. “And a super hot getaway driver. We may have to make a permanent switch.”
“You like it when I take the reins, huh?” Debbie breathed into Lou’s ear and she groaned. The brunette dove back in to kiss Lou more, grinding into her lap.
The Ocean’s mouth opened slightly as she pulled back from Lou’s lips.
“Are you—“
“Am I—“ Lou smirked, grinding her hips up into Debbie, making Debbie gasp.
“You’ve been packing this entire time?” Debbie breathed, reaching down to rub her hand over the now unmistakable dildo inside Lou’s slacks.
“Figured we’d have something to celebrate at the end of this job,” Lou shrugged. “And I know how much you love it when I strap up for you.”
“Fuck, I do,” Debbie moaned, leaning back into the blonde’s neck. She started to lick down it, sucking a mark in the middle that would bloom purple by morning.
“How wet are you?” Lou whispered, her hand rubbing against Debbie’s lace underwear. Debbie groaned at the contact. “I want you to ride me. Right here. Right now.”
Debbie grinded against the strap again, making Lou hiss. The brunette slowly unzipped Lou’s slacks, sighing in satisfaction as the black silicon popped free from the fly.
Lou gasped as she watched Debbie drag the tip through her folds, rubbing it through her pooling heat before thrusting the dildo deep inside her with a deep groan that made the blonde let out a “Fuck, Debs” as Debbie bottomed out on the dildo, her eyes never leaving Lou’s.
The blonde’s hands dug into Debbie’s hips and Debbie’s hands clawed Lou’s shoulders.
“You should see how fucking hot you look like this,” Lou breathed.
“You should fuck me so hard I can’t see anything,” Debbie tossed back, grinding down onto Lou as she cried out at the stretch, the windows starting to fog.
I just read the one where Tammy joins the con world but could you write one where she walks in on them having sex and they convince her to join in on the sexytimes
Of course! Here you go☺️
“Did you get the credit line?” Debbie asked, swinging the door open and then shut behind her as she stormed into the dorm room, dropping her messenger bag on the floor.
Lou peered over the bed with a smirk, cracking her gum, waiting for Debbie in nothing but a sports bra and boxers, having already taken over Debbie’s bed in the dorm room. “Of course.”
“When’s practice?” Debbie breathed, climbing into the bed before kissing Lou softly.
“Four,” Lou murmured, pulling the brunette closer to her and deepening the kiss. “When’s chem?”
“Two,” Debbie rolled her eyes.
“Don’t do that,” Lou chided, helping Debbie push her shirt up over her head.
“Do what?” Debbie winked as Lou imitated her dramatic eye roll.
“Actually I was hoping next time it would be you making me do it.”
“Is that a challenge, Ocean?” Lou breathed, licking her lips.
“Take your pants off, Miller.”
“Yours first,” Lou whispered.
”Need to feel you.”
“Want you to sit on my face,” Debbie whispered back.
“Deb,” the blonde groaned, as Debbie ran a finger down her chest.
“Let’s flip for it,” Lou suggested. “Heads I top, tails you bottom.”
“Okay,” Debbie smiled, going to kiss Lou again. “Wait a minute—“
“Look at that,” Lou teased. “I win either way and oops—I don’t even have a coin.”
“You’re the worst,” Debbie groaned.
“You mean the best,” Lou corrected her, unbuttoning her pants and lowering the zipper. She pushed her hand into Debbie’s panties without warning and the brunette gasped aloud at the sudden intrusion. “Best you’ve ever had.”
“Lou, fuck,” Debbie moaned as Lou pumped into her deep and slow, trying to claw and grab at Lou’s bra to get it off as Lou worked marks into her neck.
“What do you want, honey?” Lou hissed in her ear, pumping harder and faster.
“Make me come,” Debbie panted. “Make me beg.”
“Careful what you wish for, love,” Lou smirked, bringing Debbie ever closer until she was practically crying before Lou stopped and Debbie’s face was colored over in shock. “Beg for it then,” the blonde shrugged.
“Baby, please,” Debbie whined.
“Please what?” Lou growled, her voice going lower.
“Lou, please. Please I need to come.”
“You think you deserve it, pretty girl?” Lou asked, just as a door slammed.
“Oh, fuck, not again,” Tammy groaned, turning bright red.
Debbie turned, panting, not even bothering to cover herself as Lou sat back a little with a proud smirk as Debbie swatted at her arm so she’d at least remove her fingers. However, the brunette let out a deep moan and all three of them could hear just how wet Debbie was as Lou removed them from Debbie’s folds, sucking them into her mouth without any shame.
Tammy’s mouth dropped open and Debbie whipped back around to see what Lou had done, her eyes glittering with pride and her mouth growing into a smile. They seemed to be on the same page.
“Funny, we were just thinking of you, Tam,” Debbie offered.
“We got out of lab early—I can just—“
“Stay,” Lou spoke deeply and Tammy found herself unable to move, both wanting to look straight into Lou’s eyes and down at the floor at once.
Debbie and Lou locked eyes and shared a silent: Should we? Yeah, yeah we should.
“Stay?” Tammy repeated, utterly confused. She looked between the two other women in solely their underwear, clearly in the middle of something that neither seemed keen on hiding too well.
Debbie patted the bed beside her, offering the space in between them but Tammy stood still, quaking in her spot.
“Yeah,” Debbie nodded. “I mean we were wondering how the setup is going. Lou just got the credit line.”
“F-fine,” Tammy stuttered. “It’s going great.”
“And then we were wondering, you know with Deb’s lab in a bit and me having practice later, who should get to be in charge for some fun in between class,” Lou carried on as if talking about their weekend plans as a trio. “And apparently, Debbie’s in a pretty demanding mood today. But I’m also not backing down.”
“I’m confused,” Tammy whispered.
“I think Lou’s trying to tell you that we’d both really like to fuck you,” Debbie shrugged. “If that’s something you’re interested in.”
“No pressure,” Lou grinned, flashing her teeth.
“You’re both fucking with me, right?” Tammy whispered with a squeak.
“Fucking you?” Lou chuckled. “That’s the goal.”
“But fucking with you?” Debbie smirked. “Not one bit. Sometimes, we like to share.”
Tammy took a single shaky step forward.
“So you’d both be—“
“Making you feel good,” Debbie whispered.
“Making you come,” Lou whispered, her hand starting to trail up Debbie’s thigh. “I know you’ve liked what you’ve seen, Tam. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Well,” Tammy stammered. “I’ve never—it’s not ever on purpose or—“
Debbie was standing up now, placing a finger to Tammy’s lips with a quiet shhhh. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”
Tammy looked between them like they were crazy, but her face started to soften. She had thought about it. More than. And they’d even joked about it.
Debbie held out a hand and Tammy took it cautiously.
“Tammy, can I kiss you?” Debbie whispered, squeezing her hand.
“Yes,” the other woman answered softly. “Yes, I’d like that.”
Debbie’s lips met Tammy’s softly, her hand moving under her chin as she felt Tammy melt into her, her hesitation and unsureness fading into enjoyment, free from logic and reason now. Lou came up behind Tammy, sweeping her hair to the side so she could kiss slowly down her neck and shoulders.
“Is this okay?” The blonde whispered.
Tammy nodded, whimpering out a small “yes”.
“Tam?” Debbie whispered, pulling back from the strawberry blonde’s lips. “You can tell us you changed your mind or want to stop at any time and we’ll stop right away.”
“No questions asked,” Lou nodded.
“Let’s get you on the bed,” The brunette suggested, shifting the trio slightly. “How would you feel if Lou ate you out while I sucked on your tits?
“Fuck,” Tammy breathed. “God, I’d like that. But I don’t know how to—“
“This is Just about making you feel good, Tammy,” Lou promised, her eyes on Debbie, already turned on at the thought of working with Debbie to take another woman apart. “We don’t expect anything. Just to make you feel good.”
“Although Lou loves a good ‘Please’ or some begging,” Debbie laughed, playing with Tammy’s bra strap.
“I’m sure Debbie can give you a tutorial on that,” Lou grinned, tossing a wink to the brunette. “She loves using her words. And sounds.”
