Always You
warnings: SMUT (mdni), language, oral, fingering, an author who doesn't yet know how to write smut, terrible endings wc: 3.7k an: hi so this is my first time writing smut and i don't actually love it and i am so sorry if yall hate it too. please know i tried and i want to continue to get better at it.
azzi was convinced her life was on a downward spiral.
she had emailed her professor at the beginning of the term with all the dates she would miss due to her basketball schedule. she even got ahead of an exam and scheduled a time for her professor to open it for her. it was so great and she was being prepared…if she had remembered the open times and showed up. but she didn’t.
she received a grade update notification today that she had got a zero on a hundred point assessment. she would be lucky if she got anything above an 80% now.
in the midst of all her anguish surrounding this, she had been walking—laptop in hand and tears on face—to practice. unfortunately, campus facilities had not got the memo that rain in the midst of december is likely to lead to freezing patches that should really be salted.
all of this to say she was now out at least two weeks with a messed up shoulder, sore ass, and bruised ego.
after a shitty day with a lot of pouting and ignoring paige, paige’s hand rubbed up and down her thigh with a gentleness that was entirely too much for her. her eyes never left azzi’s. the intensity of her look hit azzi far too low for her to acknowledge.
“tell me about it, princess,” paige’s brows furrowed and her head tilted. azzi honest to god nearly whimpered.
getting wet to a girl listening to her problems and showing genuine care? god, she was fucked.
azzi was fully aware paige wasn’t just a girl. she was so much more than that. she was her girl. but still, azzi felt pathetic.
“huh?” was the best she could reply with. her throat was too dry and she was trying to avoid doing something stupid. something stupid like grabbing paige’s hand and pulling it underneath the fabric of her pajama shorts.
paige smiled softly, so unassuming. azzi felt like an asshole. a horny asshole, but the point stands. well, it did for a moment anyway. until paige’s movements stopped the weight of her hand fell in one spot. she gently squeezed. azzi was sure she was aiming for reassuring and not the human embodiment of azzi’s wet dreams.
azzi’s lips fell open and a small breath of air escaped without her permission. her cheeks immediately flushed with her eyes falling down towards her hands which were tightly holding onto a pillow in her lap. the original indication of distress that paige had noted when she came over with flowers. this was stupid. all of it. there was the stupid pillow. the stupid veiny hands. stupid pretty blondes who try to be nice to azzi. stupid horny lesbian brains. stupid.
“paige,” azzi starts softly and simply, “i really can’t have you touching me right now.”
paige nods and pulls her hand back immediately. because of course she does, “of course. did something happen?”
azzi flushes and groans while throwing her head back, “why are you being so nice? i fucked up and was pouting and now you are sitting here petting me like some lesbian sex god. i need serious help.”
“what?” paige sputters out a laugh.
“i had a bad day and made it everyone’s problem, you didn’t deserve that. instead of getting mad at me, you have your hands on me and now instead of only feeling guilty, i feel stupidly attracted to you.” azzi’s words were rushed and far too distressed.
“why would i get mad at you?” paige laughs, “you’re allowed to be frustrated. i don’t like that you held it in so long, but i get it. also, you’re allowed to be attracted to me. i’m your girlfriend, that’s like the whole point.”
paige looked so sincere, maybe a little smug but azzi was going to ignore that one. azzi needed to pull out the tiny bit of leverage she might have. so, she pouted. like full out with bottom lip jutted out, creased brow, anguish in her features, and slouched shoulders.
paige just giggled before reaching one hand out to rest on the side of azzi’s face, rubbing small circles with her thumb on azzi’s cheek. her other stupidly veiny hand was back on azzi’s thigh. paige was evil.
“c’mon, baby. you know i can’t be mad at you, ‘s like not in my dna. prewired to not be mad at pretty doe eyed girls.” her smirk buzzed under azzi’s skin and entirely lower than she was willing to admit.
“you’re corny,” azzi’s response was weak but it was the best she could offer.
“ion know, i think you like it” paige’s words were entirely too drawn out, her shoulders shrugged.
“whatever.” azzi pushes herself off the couch and away from paige with heated cheeks.
“aw c’mon,” azzi hadn’t made it too far before paige’s hands were on her hips and pulling her back into paige’s chest. paige’s arms wrapped around azzi’s middle and her chin settled on azzi’s shoulder.
they were in the middle of azzi’s living room, but she was pretty sure it would take a damn miracle to separate them. there is nowhere beyond her girlfriend’s embrace that she would rather be.
azzi settled her arms on top of paige’s on her waist. she sagged back into her girlfriend’s arms and let out a deep breath. there was something about the weight of paige up against her back that managed to both completely calm her and unreasonably work her up.
azzi had to get them out of the living room. she was barely above pda in shared spaces on a good day.
“how about we go to your room, hm?” paige mumbles as she presses a kiss onto the side of azzi’s neck. paige always knew exactly what azzi wanted.
“please,” azzi whispers and paige smiles into the skin her mouth was still pressed into.
paige separates them slightly to avoid any walking hazards. she puts one hand low on azzi’s back and guides them towards azzi’s room.
azzi’s door is barely opened before they are separated and azzi is turning paige around, backing her into the door.
“god, you’re so pretty it’s stupid,” azzi’s hands were on either side of paige’s face while paige’s hands settled on her hips slightly pushed under her sweatshirt.
azzi’s eyes only scan paige’s face briefly before she is pressing her mouth harshly against paige’s. azzi’s eyes instantly fall shut and she melts into the harshness of needy mouths working against each other.
she feels paige smirk into the kiss but chooses to ignore it in favor of nipping at her bottom lip. paige presses her thumbs harshly into azzi’s hips in response leaving azzi gasping before she gives her body permission to react.
at the sudden disconnect of their mouths, paige is pressing her mouth down her jaw and fuck if she didn’t know azzi’s body inside and out.
azzi wraps her arms loosely around the neck of her girl while tilting her throat slightly to offer up more skin for paige. and god, she does.
paige’s hands are still steady on azzi’s hips as her mouth trails along her jawline. azzi feels paige’s leg slot between her own and paige’s weight on her hips becomes firmer as she is pulling azzi’s weight onto her leg.
“c’mon pretty,” paige’s voice whispers against azzi’s skin. azzi can’t help but rocking down a little bit at paige’s voice. her hips tilt and she is putting pressure where she needs it most. azzi closes her eyes and lets her body move naturally against paige’s leg for just a moment longer before pulling back.
“let me get you right, please,” azzi whispers, her hands still loosely resting around paige’s shoulders.
“this is getting me right, promise,” paige’s voice was just as thick and heavy. her pupils blown wide, further confirming her words. but, azzi also recognizes she was being unfair earlier to paige. she wasn’t listening to paige and was being very bratty. she knew that paige’s affection wasn’t transactional, but god if azzi didn't want to taste and feel every part of paige.
“please,” azzi’s voice was borderline whiny as she leans back into paige’s space, “please let me. want to feel and taste you so bad.”
paige looks at azzi. her eyes shifting between azzi’s and falling down to her mouth where it stays for a moment. azzi is sure she felt that stare underneath her skin with a type of heat that was unmatched. she really loves this girl.
“yeah, okay,” paige nods and azzi is leaning back in and meeting paige’s mouth eagerly. her tongue almost immediately met paige’s.
their mouths move in harsh and quick movements that are mainly clashes of teeth and exchanging of breaths. azzi only lasts a few more moments before she is pulling back again and lifting at the edge of paige’s hoodie. paige nods and her hands quickly lift off of azzi to help in getting the hoodie off.
when the hoodie is discarded, azzi quickly puts her hands–which seem far too cold–against paige’s heated stomach. paige’s stomach tightens at the feel underneath azzi’s hands and fuck if she doesn’t let that power get to her head immediately.
she looks down at the toned pale skin underneath her hands. she knows paige is working so hard in the gym and on the court and her body was certainly proof of that. she lifts one hand and replaces it with her nail dragging up towards paige’s ribs slowly. she sees the goosebumps rise in her wake.
though her eyes are still tilted down, she hears the sharp intake of breath paige immediately tries to hide. azzi looks up and meets her eyes again, but shifts her finger to move down. trailing her nail along the edge of the sweats resting low on paige’s hips.
she watches paige’s eyes knowing they said everything her mouth couldn’t. azzi brought that out of her.
but unfortunately, if paige kept looking at her like that, azzi wasn’t sure she wouldn’t combust. so instead she put her mouth to use trailing open-mouth kisses down paige’s bare chest. eventually wrapping her mouth around one of paige’s nipples, sucking it in immediately.
“shit,” paige groans out, putting her hand on the back of azzi’s head, holding her to her chest. azzi’s fingernail dips under the sweatpants band sitting on paige’s hips.
azzi brings the hand not dipping into paige’s pants up to the other side of paige’s chest to ensure equal attention is shown. azzi squeezes at the skin as she bites at what was currently in her mouth. paige, always so responsive to the sting, arches into azzi’s touch and azzi takes that moment to slip her hand further down paige’s pants remaining outside the underwear.
her nail now trailing up and down the wet patch outside paige’s underwear. the pressure of her fingernail was too light to do anything more than frustrate paige.
“c’mon, baby. need to sit down or lay down, please," paige's whiny tone immediately went to azzi’s head causing her to pick up her motions for only a moment longer before pulling away looking at the flushed skin and bruises that her mouth was leaving.
azzi steps back again, mouth completely dry at the sight of the girl before her. she really had no idea how she got so lucky. she was the one who got to see paige like this. not only that, she was the one who made paige like this.
she nods as she remembers paige’s words, “yeah, let’s do that.” paige walks towards the bed grabbing azzi’s hand pulling her along.
paige is barely at the bed when azzi grabs at the band of her sweats and turns her around before pulling the sweats lightly signaling she wants them off, “please let me see you.” azzi’s voice was quiet but so needy in a way she hardly recognized, “please.”
paige slides her hand under the band and pushes them down, taking her underwear with it. she only gives azzi a moment to gape at her before sliding her hands under azzi’s sweatshirt, reaching to lift it up leaving azzi in her bra.
azzi doesn’t give her more than a moment of seeing her before dropping to her knees and sitting her hands on paige’s hips. she pushes paige lightly back so she is sitting on the edge of the bed.
azzi wraps one hand near paige’s knee. she kisses at the skin near where the knee bent. her mouth stays in that spot pressing firmly against the muscle her girlfriend has worked so hard for. god she felt herself get even wetter at the thought of all the work her girl has been putting in to look and perform her best. she knows how much it means to paige. she moans at the thought, letting herself get lost in the feeling just for a moment before peaking her eyes up to meet paige’s.
“you’re so beautiful,” paige groans, brushing a stray piece of hair out of azzi’s line of vision.
azzi stays quiet but begins moving the kisses up paige’s leg. she was sure she was leaving a wet trail of red marks along paige’s leg, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop. her eyes never once moved away from paige’s.
she uses the hand that was still near paige’s knee to lift paige’s leg over her good shoulder. this action brought azzi’s face closer towards paige’s upper thigh. closer to where she wanted to taste and feel. she bites lightly at the skin of paige’s inner thigh, selfishly, to hear paige hiss at the brief sting before brushing at azzi’s face gently again.
azzi leans her head to the side, breaking her mouth’s contact with paige’s thigh. she rests her head on her other. her eyes never once leaving paige’s.
“‘m so lucky,” azzi starts, her fingernail trailing into the skin where her leg meets her hip, trailing closer to where paige truly needs her, “no one else gets to see you like this, so pretty, so perfect.” azzi’s thumb finally meets paige’s clit, pressing down lightly. paige’s eyes close tightly and her free hand grips at the sheets behind her.
azzi smiles up at the girl, kissing the crease of her thigh, closer to where her mouth now rested. her thumb slowly moving in a circle. the wetness of paige spreading at the touch.
azzi feels paige’s thigh tense underneath her head. she hums at the feeling pressing her thumb into paige with more pressure, though the same maddeningly slow pace.
azzi leans in and presses a kiss just to the side of where her thumb was pressing slow circles onto paige’s clit. her eyes never leave paige’s face which was contorted in pleasure.
azzi slows her thumb down, moving away her hand slowly before leaning to press a gentle kiss to where her thumb had just been. immediately, a taste so distinctly paige fills azzi’s senses. god, she loved this girl. she groaned and paige flinches lightly at the vibration pressed to her core.
azzi looks up at paige as she goes down to paige’s core and lets her tongue drag through there before moving back up towards her clit in a painfully slow pace.
paige’s fingers run slightly through azzi’s curls but tightly hold azzi’s face where she is at. azzi takes the message and begins pressing her tongue in firmer motions against paige’s clit bringing one hand back to where her mouth is.
she lets her fingers take over for her tongue while her tongue trails down through paige’s folds. she presses in deeper trying to taste all of paige. her tongue dipping in slightly before going back up to her clit. she wanted to stay here forever. she wanted to taste paige forever.
she brought her hand down. setting one finger at paige’s entrance and returning her kisses and slight sucking to her clit. she slightly dips the finger in, and paige clenches her thighs around azzi’s head.
azzi lifts her gaze to meet paige, who is flushed and breathing out gasps of pleasure. paige nods and azzi slowly pushes her finger in. azzi pauses at times letting paige adjust, before pulling back out and pushing in. she continues to lap up at paige’s clit. she was very quickly losing any control of her movements. she just wanted to consume anything paige was willing to give her. unfortunately, in this moment, that was anything azzi wanted. so azzi took. as long as paige would let her, azzi would take.
by the time azzi had one finger fully settled inside paige, she was only pulling out slightly and curling it back in. she pulled her mouth off of paige with a trail connecting the two.
“yeah?” azzi tilts her head as she curls her finger just right. paige gasps, clenching her thighs again and tightening her grip in azzi’s hair.
“fuck, yes, yeah, az,” paige nods, rocking her hips slightly into azzi’s hand and closer towards her face. azzi smirks before returning to paige’s clit.
her pace is no longer slow. she now was focused on her girl. getting all she could from paige and being greedy. taking what paige would give her.
azzi only used one finger for a moment before sucking at the clit and using paige’s gasp to push a second in alongside the other. azzi doesn’t allow her a moment to breathe as her tongue is instantly alternating between sucking at the clit and licking down through her folds.
azzi’s fingers curled up inside paige setting a pace that driving paige insane. paige, in an attempt to get some control, pulled azzi closer using the leg that was propped on her shoulder. her hand tightening in azzi’s hair, though careful to not pull at the curls. she presses azzi closer and feels her nose nudge at her core. she grinds down into the feeling.
azzi was damn near drowning in her girl.
“fuck, right there,” paige says after an especially harsh thrust of azzi’s fingers. azzi smirks and returns to that spot repeatedly as she feels paige clench around her fingers.
paige has never been one to last long, but azzi knew when the talking picked up paige was close.
“god, you’re so good, so perfect, ‘m so lucky,” paige pressed harder into azzi’s face, further limiting the oxygen she was getting.
azzi’s tongue picked up the pace, she groaned again at the taste of paige that was continuing to fill her senses. she had nowhere she would rather be. she harshly sucks at the clit in time with a harsh thrust of her fingers as paige grinds down.
azzi feels it the moment paige clenches up and lets out a long, drawn out groan. azzi stills as paige takes complete control riding out against azzi’s face. azzi laps up at paige drawing out every sound she could as paige rides it out.
azzi continues to lap up at her until paige is letting out oversensitive huffs of breath, weakly pushing azzi back.
“god,” she breathes out, winded and entirely too red, “you’re stupid good at that.”
azzi smirks before pressing a kiss at paige’s oversensitive core, causing a slight hiss out of paige who pushes back at azzi leaning back to lay down.
“i need a few minutes before i let you do that again,” paige groans, throwing an arm over her eyes.
azzi grins and giggles with a gentle pat to paige’s leg, “is that a promise?” her voice was far too smug.
paige lifts herself onto her elbows and pouts down at the girl still on her knees in front of her, “bruh.” azzi laughs leaning her head onto paige’s knee, “you must be obsessed with me or something.”
“or something,” azzi hums as she pushes herself off the ground. she stands up and leans down to press a kiss onto paige’s mouth who groans and pushes her away.
“nuh-uh. you are not about to leave a mess of my face,” azzi smirks at her, “plus, i really am like so sensitive i could die or something,” paige shrugs, falling back down.
“hey, it’s your mess,” azzi puts her hands up in defense before stepping back to grab her hoodie.
“what are you doing?” paige pouts seeing her putting the hoodie back on.
“going to get a towel, and maybe wash my face so my girlfriend will kiss me,” azzi is smirking as she steps towards the bathroom door.
“but, i didn’t even get you right,” paige pouts and azzi coos at her.
“p, i promise, that was more than enough for me. i don’t need to come for sex to be great. and i know you will get me many more times,” she steps back towards her girlfriend who was now covered in goosebumps at the chill of the room, “plus, i was a total bitch, and you didn’t deserve that. i know sex isn’t transactional, but it means a lot that you trust me enough to convey all the things i can’t always say.”
azzi leans down and kisses paige’s cheek. paige lets her go with a soft smile and a nod, knowing azzi was stubborn and not going to budge on this.
azzi returned a few minutes later with a warm wash cloth and towel. she gently cleans paige up making sure to be extra careful, knowing how sensitive paige gets.
“thank you,” azzi says softly as she sets the wash cloth in her laundry basket before returning to lay beside her girlfriend.
“what for?” paige’s voice was sleepy but her attention was fully on azzi. her attention was always on azzi.
“for loving me,” azzi shrugs, leaning into her girlfriend’s side. she loved feeling paige’s skin, even in the non-intimate moments. especially in the non-intimate moments. paige huffs lightly leaning down to face azzi.
“always. and i mean that so sincerely, i love you always,” paige kisses the top of azzi’s head before closing her eyes.
“i love you,” azzi whispers, her words speaking more than she ever could.
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